Chapter 26 Those Years

At night, two old men, Ying Zhicheng and Li Guohong, got drunk at the dinner table, then fell on the sofa watching TV, talking nonsense and bragging to each other, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

Lin Xiuhong got up to clear the table, and Li Luo followed Ying Chanxi to help clean up the living room and kitchen.

"What should we do with them?" Li Luo looked at the two people on the sofa and turned his head to ask.

"It's the old rules." Lin Xiuhong rolled her eyes. "Everyone should use a quilt. Xixi's sofa is spacious too."

After saying that, Lin Xiuhong went back to get the quilt. As a result, Ying Zhicheng, who had been asleep, suddenly opened his eyes again, sat up from the sofa, and pushed Li Guohong in a daze.

"Get up and keep drinking."

Li Luo and Ying Chanxi looked at each other, then couldn't help laughing.

But unexpectedly, Ying Zhicheng still had the strength to move. He stood up shakily from the sofa, walked to the vertical cabinet next to the TV, and took out a guitar.

"Friends will be together forever!"

"Those were the days! Ugh~"

"Hey hey hey!" Li Luo hurriedly ran up, threw the guitar on the sofa, and helped Ying Zhicheng walk to the bathroom.

He walked into the bathroom, squatted in front of the toilet, and immediately started vomiting violently.

Ying Chanxi stood at the door of the bathroom, raised his hand and waved it across his nose in disdain: "So why do adults like to drink? It's obviously so unpalatable, and you'll get drunk if you drink too much."

"Well." Li Luo smiled, patting Ying Zhicheng's back gently.

If he was 15 years old, he would definitely not understand the reason and logic behind this.

But at the age of 35, he knows very well how hard the adult world is.

That is not the students' deterministic hardship, but a completely uncertain hardship that has no standard answers and can happen unexpectedly at any time.

Of course, school is hard, but there is always a clear score to chase.

But after entering society, most of the time you can't just rely on scores to overcome difficulties.

Alcohol is not delicious, but when you want to put all your emotions behind you, it tastes really good.

If you want to be ignorant, there is nothing better to drink than this.

"Maybe it's not the bar that's drinking." Li Luo said, "Just like when you're in a bad mood, you like to listen to music and empty your mind. The same goes for drinking."

"Then why don't you listen to music? Drinking is harmful to your health." Ying Chanxi was obviously a little dissatisfied with his father for drinking too much and was worried about his health.

"My dad still smokes, what can I do?" Li Luo said speechlessly. Seeing that Ying Zhicheng had almost vomited, he said to Ying Chanxi, "Bring me a towel."

Ying Chanxi said "Oh", handed over a clean towel from the shelf, and then said: "Then you can't drink like this in the future, and you can't smoke either."

"You're quite nosy." Li Luo helped Ying Zhicheng wipe his mouth. Seeing that he looked much better after vomiting, he helped him back to the sofa and let him lie down.

At this time, Lin Xiuhong came in with two quilts and covered the two men with them.

The snoring of Ying Zhicheng and Li Guohong came one after another, like a noisy symphony practice of newlyweds.

"Okay, pour two glasses of water and put them on the coffee table. We can talk about the rest tomorrow." Lin Xiuhong said helplessly, "What do you two say?"

"I still need to study with Ying Chanxi for a while." Li Luo said shamelessly.

"If you want to play computer, just say so. Why are you pretending to be so high and mighty?" Lin Xiuhong rolled her eyes at him and went back to the opposite room to take a shower and go to bed. "Your dad may not be able to get up tomorrow morning. Remember to accompany me to the store."

"Know it."

After seeing Lin Xiuhong off, Li Luo returned to the living room, but he had no intention of playing on the computer.

He picked up the guitar from the sofa and held it in his arms skillfully.

Ying Chanxi, who was standing by, saw him holding the guitar in a serious manner and asked curiously, "Can you also play the guitar?"

"I know a little bit." Li Luo held the guitar and played a few notes, finding some feeling. Then he suddenly had an idea and walked towards the door, "Let's go, don't disturb them sleeping."

"Where are you going?" Ying Chanxi followed Li Luo to the door, changed his shoes, and asked with a blink of his eyes.

"Let's go to the rooftop." Li Luo said this, he had already changed his shoes and walked upstairs.

There are only six floors in the Jincheng community. They were demolished houses at the beginning of the century, and the stairs lead directly to the rooftop.

Li Luo climbed up to the rooftop with his guitar, feeling the cool breeze after the rain, stepping on the slightly wet concrete floor, and breathing a sigh of relief in the moonlight.

Ying Chanxi followed him up to the rooftop and said with a little doubt: "You really can do it?"

"Just order a song, then you'll know if I can sing it." Li Luo found an empty seat, turned to look at Ying Chanxi, touched the guitar to regain his feeling, and strummed a few times casually.

Seeing his confident look, Ying Chanxi began to think, and then said, "Hmm... can you sing "Those Years"? "

"This song?" When Li Luo heard the name, he recalled it in his memory palace. When he remembered the lyrics, he was stunned for a moment.

"No way?" Ying Chanxi looked at his expression and thought it was impossible.

But the next second, Li Luo chuckled and lowered his head to pluck the strings.

"Back to the starting point~"

"Your immature face in my memory~"

"We have finally come to this day~" Li Luo's faint voice sounded on the rooftop, carrying a bit of memories and nostalgia, immediately pulling Ying Chanxi into the atmosphere of the song.

Ying Chanxi's little hands clapped gently to the tune of the song. The image of the boy playing the guitar under the moonlight was reflected in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

“…The heavy rains that I missed in those years~”

"The love I missed in those years~"

"I really want to hug you~"

"Embrace the courage to miss~"

……

After the song was finished, Ying Chanxi stood there in a daze.

Li Luo glanced at her and couldn't help laughing: "Hey, don't you know how to applaud?"

Ying Chanxi came back to his senses at this moment and clapped his hands vigorously: "You sing so well! And you can really play the guitar?"

"I can only say that I know a little bit." Li Luo said modestly.

He didn't lie. After all, when he was making short videos, he did learn a few tricks from a musician.

But to say that I am proficient in it is definitely not the case.

There's nothing wrong with using it to scare a little girl like Ying Chanxi.

"When did you learn it secretly?" After Ying Chanxi came to his senses, he couldn't help but ask suspiciously, "I don't know."

"There are still many things you don't know." Li Luo was afraid that she would keep asking questions, so he immediately plucked the strings again and started singing the next song.

……

During the weekend, Ying Zhicheng had a rare break from work. He stayed at home with Ying Chanxi and even cooked several meals himself to reward his daughter.

When he was leaving on Sunday afternoon, in addition to daily living expenses and tuition, he left an extra 10,000 yuan for Ying Chanxi.

"Dad?" Ying Chanxi was a little puzzled, "I don't usually need so much."

"It's not just for you." Ying Zhicheng said, "Your uncle Li and his family won't ask you for rent, but when you live there, don't save money when you have to spend money with Li Luo and your classmates, okay?"

Ying Chanxi blinked, clenched the money in his hand, and nodded vigorously.

As for Li Guohong and Lin Xiuhong, they took some time to go to the northern Yinjiang District and transfer the house to their names.

However, the couple usually still had to look after the store, so Lin Xiuhong called her brother and asked Li Luo's uncle to help move things.

"My mom asked you to pack your things, bedding, clothes, etc., and bring them with you when the time comes."

The next weekend, Li Luo took advantage of Ying Chanxi not having classes and went to her house to say hello. "My uncle will drive over in the afternoon to help us move our things to the house over there."

"Are we moving there now?" Ying Chanxi calculated the date and asked, "There's still more than a week before school starts, right?"

"What's going on?" Li Luo looked confused.

"If I move there, I will live there directly during the period before school starts?" Ying Chanxi asked again.

"Yes." Li Luo said as a matter of course, "You take the bus to school every day now, don't you feel tired?"

"Actually... it's not that bad." Ying Chanxi said this, and then asked in a low voice, "What about you?"

"Of course I'll live there too." Li Luo looked at her strangely, "You'll have to move your computer over there later, so I'll have to go with you, otherwise what will I do?"

Hearing this answer, Ying Chanxi didn't know whether to be happy or speechless.

"What? You thought I wouldn't go with you?" Li Luo looked at her with a bit of amusement, "Tsk tsk tsk, do you want me to live there so much?"

"I just thought you could cook for me." Ying Chanxi turned his head away and said stubbornly, "After moving there, I won't be able to eat Aunt Lin's cooking anymore."

"My cooking may not be as delicious as my mom's."

"Haha." Hearing Li Luo say this, Ying Chanxi sneered twice and stared at him with narrowed eyes, "Is your cooking not delicious? Then why did the dishes on the table taste so good when my dad came back?"

Li Luo blinked, feeling a little scared by Ying Chanxi's stare, and tried to be tough and said, "It's because uncle did a good job..."

"You're kidding me." Ying Chanxi said unhappily, "My dad also cooked for the next two days, but the food was nothing compared to the first day."

"Oh, maybe my parents went to help secretly."

"That day I asked you to deliver an umbrella to the bus stop. Did you forget?" Ying Chanxi narrowed his eyes, revealing an expression that showed only one truth. "When we were going back, we ran into uncles and aunts at the gate of the community. How could they have time to help my dad cook?"

"How come you remember this kind of thing so clearly..." Li Luo couldn't help but muttered softly.

"So it was you who cooked for my dad?" Ying Chanxi confirmed this and immediately grabbed Li Luo's ear in anger and started to settle accounts with him. "When we were having dinner that day, you asked if the food my dad cooked was delicious! How could you have the nerve to ask that!"

"Hiss... stop, stop, stop!" Li Luo tightly grasped Ying Chanxi's wrist, bent his body and begged for mercy, "It's just that your uncle's finger was injured, I just helped him, you can just think of it as his doing."

"Hmph." Ying Chanxi actually didn't use any force at all. After letting go of her hand, he turned his back and ran angrily to pack up the clothes to be moved over there.

Li Luo, who stayed in the living room, was also speechless. He wondered why Uncle Ying was so tactless. Didn't he have a clear understanding of the difference in their cooking skills?
How can you sell out your teammates like this?

"Go to the study and fix the computer. I don't know what to bring with you." Ying Chanxi poked his head out of the bedroom while he was packing. He warned her, "If you dare to trick me again next time, I will ask Aunt Lin to bring the computer back and I won't let you play with it anymore."

(End of this chapter)