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.    Chapter 79: A man won¡¯t shed tears easily

    Just as Zhao Zhiyuan was holding Liu Qing in his arms and confessing affectionately, Peacock walked up to the two of them at an inappropriate time, blinking at Liu Qing with rosy eyes. When Peacock looked at her like this, Liu Qing had a look of embarrassment on her face.  He blushed and wanted to break away from Zhao Zhiyuan's arms. Zhao Zhiyuan turned his head and looked at the curious peacock, with a naughty smile on his lips and said with a smile: "Qie'er, do you want a big brother to give me a hug too?"

    Peacock looked at Zhao Zhiyuan¡¯s naughty smile, ruthlessly wrinkled his delicate little nose, and said disdainfully: ¡°No.¡±

    Zhao Zhiyuan was not embarrassed at all by the shock, but did not let go of Liu Qing with his hands. He smiled and hugged Liu Qing tighter. He ignored the peacock who was an audience and gently lifted Liu Qing's chin and smiled.  Said: "Classmate Liu Qing, from today you are assigned to be the daughter-in-law of the Zhao family. Do you have any acceptance speech to say?"

    Liu Qing glared at Zhao Zhiyuan angrily and said angrily: "You're not serious."

    After saying that, he pushed Zhao Zhiyuan's arms away and ran towards the kitchen. Zhao Zhiyuan looked at Liu Qing's fleeing back and smiled softly. He turned his head and walked towards the old man Erhu, sat down on the small bench, and scratched his head in embarrassment.  He smiled and said, "I'll make you laugh."

    The old man Erhu just smiled and said nothing. He looked at Liu Qing who was busy in the kitchen. He still had a calm expression. He coughed twice and pointed to the inner room. Zhao Zhiyuan looked around and found a peacock.  He had already walked into the house, and when he came out, he had a long cigarette bag in his hand. Seeing the familiar dry pipe, the old man Erhu showed a comfortable smile, took the cigarette bag from Peacock, and took out a pack from his pocket.  Matches had long been eliminated by society. Zhao Zhiyuan smiled and watched the old man's every move, and the smile on his lips became more and more intense. Then he saw the peacock reluctantly taking out a pack of tobacco from behind. The old man Erhu smiled and touched the peacock's hand.  Braided, he smiled and said, "Grandpa only takes a few puffs."

    After hearing these words, Peacock's face improved. He took out the tobacco from behind with his other hand and handed it to the old man. The old man Erhu smiled and carefully opened the paper package, twisted out a handful and put it in the pot to light.  He took a pleasant puff and slowly exhaled the white smoke. Zhao Zhiyuan looked at the old man's smoking posture, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. After taking a puff, the old man Erhu looked at the bitterness on the corner of Zhao Zhiyuan's mouth and said with a smile: "  Are you homesick?"

    Zhao Zhiyuan nodded vigorously, his eyes drifted to the window, a warm smile appeared, and said: "There is such an old man in my family who loves to smoke hookah. When I was a child, I was like Que'er. Every time I saw my old man smoking there, I would  The boss reluctantly hid his cigarettes, but he could find them every time. Only later did he realize that just like how I learned to smoke now, there are some things that you can¡¯t let go of for the rest of your life.¡±

    Looking at Zhao Zhiyuan's heartfelt smile, the old man Erhu took a serious look at this man for the first time. He looked like a big boy next door. He had a handsome face, confident eyes, and an innate aura about him.  He was peaceful and had a harmless smile on his face. On the surface, there was nothing unusual about him. But from the three games just now, it could be seen that he was just suppressing his nature. The old man Erhu smiled and twisted his fingers again.  A small handful of tobacco was lit. Zhao Zhiyuan couldn't help but take out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. It was still a pack of loose flowers he had brought from Henan. He took out one and put it in his mouth. His right hand holding the lighter inadvertently  He was trembling and after lighting it several times without lighting it, Zhao Zhiyuan simply gave up and put the lighter in his pocket. He still had the cigarette in his mouth but did not light it. It seemed that he just needed a cigarette to calm down his emotions.

    Sure enough, after two seconds, Zhao Zhiyuan calmed down and continued: "In the past, my biggest interest was sitting on the big rock at the entrance of the village after dinner, watching my old man sitting under the tree and smoking a few puffs.  I drank toad cigarettes, drank a few sips of Erguotou, and told the story of the Three Kingdoms to a group of us children. Later, when I grew up and left home, I realized that some things are engraved in my heart for a lifetime, and no matter how many years later, I still can't forget them."

    The old man Erhu still didn't make a sound. He just sat silently on the chair and smoked a dry cigarette, puff after puff. The wrinkles on his forehead were particularly obvious under the light. He reached out and picked up the tea cup next to him and took a sip, continuing to smoke and listen.  Zhao Zhiyuan remembered that story of his childhood.

    Zhao Zhiyuan would not look embarrassed. In his impression, the old man Erhu seemed to be a person who didn't like to talk. He accidentally caught a glimpse of the old man's palm holding a pipe and was shocked again. The two fingers were intertwined with the pipe. Zhao Zhiyuan's  I just remembered that the first time I saw the old man Erhu, I was shocked by the "Er Quan Ying Yue" pulled out by these two fingers. When playing chess, he still held the chess pieces between his two fingers to kill Zhao Zhiyuan.  Stay, Zhao Zhiyuan tried his best to calm down, and took out the lighter again to light the cigarette in his mouth. Zhao Zhiyuan closed his eyes, lit the cigarette in his mouth with only his consciousness, and took a strong puff.One sip was so spicy that it hurt as if his throat was torn. Zhao Zhiyuan opened his eyes, which were slightly rosy. He took another strong sip, closed his eyes, and recalled the "Erquan" he heard when he first met the old man Erhu.  "Yingyue", Zhao Zhiyuan bit the cigarette butt, put his hands together piously on his chest, but he had to think of what the old man at home said: The most painful thing is that it is too painful to be spoken. Thinking of the old man's wrinkled face,  Face, thinking of giving up everything in the world just for his unfulfilled grandson, thinking of the grandfather who taught him everything since he was a child, Zhao Zhiyuan opened his eyes and looked at the old man with an erhu who was smoking. Zhao Zhiyuan choked on the smoke in his mouth,  Coughing hard, the old man Erhu suddenly looked at the coughing Zhao Zhiyuan, sighed, but never made a sound. He looked at the banner hanging in the middle of the room, and a touch of loneliness appeared on his face.

    Zhao Zhiyuan's eyes were red, and he tried hard to smile, but he was still bitter. Liu Qing in the room heard Zhao Zhiyuan's cough and ran out of the room quickly, patting Zhao Zhiyuan on the back.  He raised his head and showed a smile, and said with a smile: "It's okay, wife, I just choked on the cigarette."

    After saying that, he smiled and pushed Liu Qing to the kitchen to continue working.  The peacock on the side looked at Zhao Zhiyuan with a smile on his face without blinking, walked up to him and said: "You are a man, you can't cry."

    After saying that, he stretched out his hand and gently wiped away a tear at the corner of Zhao Zhiyuan's eyes. Peacock's actions made Zhao Zhiyuan dumbfounded. The sadness that he originally felt because of thinking of the old man at home was also dispelled by Peacock's actions.  Zhao Zhiyuan smiled and said: "A man will not shed tears easily when he has tears." The latter sentence was just not to the point of sadness. Zhao Zhiyuan did not say it out after all. Facing a child, Zhao Zhiyuan would rather give her a pure world.

    The old man Erhu raised his head and gave Zhao Zhiyuan a meaningful look. Even he was curious about this child who had a good heart and could still maintain a trace of conscience in today's society.

    Zhao Zhiyuan also raised his head and glanced at the old man Erhu. Seeing the loneliness on the old man's face, Zhao Zhiyuan thought of the old man at home. The same dry tobacco pipe, even the herbs were toad smoke, and the furnishings in the house were also very similar. Zhao Zhiyuan  He shook his head, looked at the old man Erhu and asked: "Old man, do you have any paper and pen here?"

    The old man Erhu nodded and signaled Peacock to take out a pen and paper. Peacock stared at Zhao Zhiyuan curiously and turned to walk into the house. When he came out, he already had an extra piece of paper and pen in his hand, white rice paper and a Langhao pen, which he put on the table.  Zhao Zhiyuan unfolded the rice paper and the peacock inkstone, and the old man Erhu stood up. Zhao Zhiyuan picked up the brush, tapped it a few times on the inkstone, and wrote a few big characters with his hand, and his movements were not stagnant at all. Even the Liu in the kitchen  Qing could not help but walked outside the house and looked at Zhao Zhiyuan.

    Stop writing, put away the writing, and finish in one go.

    Suddenly, a pair of block letters appeared in front of everyone. It was still meticulous and there was no connection. Liu Qing took a few steps forward curiously and looked at the big characters on the table.

    The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop; the child wants to be nourished but cannot be kissed.

    Peacock looked at Zhao Zhiyuan in confusion, and then walked away with just one glance. After Liu Qing read the words on the table, she walked up to Zhao Zhiyuan, hugged Zhao Zhiyuan from behind, and said softly: "I will follow you after a while.  Would you like to go back to Henan?"

    Zhao Zhiyuan did not turn around, smiled softly, enjoyed Liu Qing's hug, and said with a smile: "Okay."

    The old man Erhu smiled and glanced at the two people hugging each other, and then at the peacock who walked aside silently. A hint of loneliness appeared on his face. He walked to the peacock, smiled and touched the peacock's braid, silently.

    A few minutes later, there was a soft sound in the kitchen. Liu Qing quickly let go of Zhao Zhiyuan and ran towards the kitchen. Looking at Liu Qing's hurried back, Zhao Zhiyuan laughed loudly. Peacock also laughed loudly and ran into the kitchen to give Liu Qing  Get started.

    Zhao Zhiyuan looked at the old man Erhu with a smile. The old man also raised his head and glanced at Zhao Zhiyuan. The two of them smiled knowingly. Zhao Zhiyuan quickly walked over and helped the old man Erhu sit down. The old man laughed and sat down according to Zhao Zhiyuan's wishes.  to the chair.

    Just when Zhao Zhiyuan was about to open his mouth to break the silence, Liu Qing had already walked out of the kitchen with the prepared dishes. Zhao Zhiyuan quickly stood up to pick them up and put them on the table one by one. Looking at Liu Qing's busy figure, Zhao Zhiyuan touched the dishes.  He touched his nose and chuckled: "She is really a good wife and mother."

    There was no big fish or meat, just a simple home-cooked meal, rice porridge, and a few steamed buns. The dishes were also very ordinary, but it was the first time that Zhao Zhiyuan had such a warm meal. During this period, Zhao Zhiyuan said a few words from time to time.  It was a joke to add a touch of fun to the meal. After the meal, everyone felt that they still had something to say. Even the peacock who looked at Zhao Zhiyuan coldly at the beginning actually smiled at Zhao Zhiyuan for the first time. Zhao Zhiyuan was  He showed his elated attitude, but he was greeted by the peacock's disdainful snort. The meal would not seem deserted, Zhao ZhiyuanIt ends perfectly with more and more jokes.
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