Chapter 53: accompany

"You told Master?" Lin asked the evening.
"No."
"Why did the Master say 'return', he only knows when I go out, will he come back?"
"It should be seen by myself."
Lin Chaoxi slammed his mouth and sighed, and looked back at the old forest.
They were walking on the way to the wilderness at this time. Lao Lin took the cigarette and let them go faster. They slowly smoked behind them, afraid to smoke them.

The wild camp selected by Lao Lin is also the campsite of Oasis Base 3.
Compared with the beautiful restaurant, it is basically semi-primitive, and the grove is covered with a large lawn facing the Great Lake.
Mainly for the parents and children to have a sense of the wild, in addition to the small brick stove on the lawn, there is no barbecue.
Lao Lin paid the usage fee, received a bundle of firewood and iron pan, and took them to find a small stove.
"Which one is chosen?" asked Lao Lin.
Lin Chaoxi put the rice and vegetables casually: "Is this still to choose?"
"Please keep your sensitivity to the numbers at all times." Lao Lin was very disgusted.
Lin Zhaoxi: "What about 88?"
Lao Lin immediately turned his head: "Kid, or you come."
"Why can't 88!" Lin protested.
"Well, I can say a little bit of affinity last time." Lao Lin whispered, patted the shoulder of the slap, and took the heavy responsibility.
Then I walked forward, found a small stove, and sat down cross-legged.
Lao Lin walked over and looked at the number of the small stove, very satisfied.
"17, this is really an interesting number, let's talk about it, why did you choose this?"
"Because this stove is closest to us."
It’s hard for him to get caught in the old forest, and he can’t speak without a word on his hips.
Lin Chaoxi laughed and fell.

Lao Lin was sitting in front of the small stove on the 17th.
She and Yu Zhi were sent to the pool far away to wash rice and wash vegetables. Lao Lin himself would never admit that it was revenge.
Summer days are high and the clouds are light, but they are not too hot. There are many families in the vicinity who are playing with children. Some people play football and some people play badminton. Parents are taking children to play some small games.
Lin began to wash vegetables at the beginning of the day, but after washing no more than two, he immediately picked up the green vegetables and pushed the rice to her.
Taomi is very fast, and Lin Chaoxi has finished three times and five.
She wiped her hands and looked at the washing things.
First open the vegetables, then clean the part of the sediment at the bottom, and then gently wash the leaves.
Lin Zhaoxi looked at the serious and skilled movements of Xiao’s classmates and subconsciously wanted to help.
"No, don't get your hands wet again."
When you talk, you are naturally, but with a very adult tone, probably the mother often said to him.
Lin Chaoxi stunned, only listening to the sound of water flowing through the pool tiles.
The small eyes of Yan’s classmates glanced over, and they probably noticed the tone of speech. He turned his head silently.
Lin Chaoxi remembered what the flower roll had said before, thought about it, and smiled: "Hey, do you work at home, wash well?"
"Don't work."
"Oh."

When my dad was still there, he liked cooking.

"Ok."
Lin Chaoxi dragged a long tone, but suddenly felt wrong, why said, before... in?
She looked at it inexplicably, and she was draining the vegetables and said, "He died."
"Is sorry for..." Lin Xixi was a little helpless. She subconsciously asked for help to see Comrade Lao Lin in the distance.
However, Lao Lin is igniting and ignoring them.
"Why are you sorry?" It was very calm.
This question is too difficult to answer. Lin Xiangxi looked down for a long time and couldn't answer it, so that when they washed the dishes and went back to find Laolin, they remained silent.
On the old side of the forest, the fire of the stove has not yet ignited.
He took a magnifying glass and saw them coming over, letting them quickly drop things and observe the blue smoke that was about to rise.
"What you want to witness right away is a miracle of nature."
Lao Lin said very excitedly. However, no matter what she and her, she did not speak.
Lao Lin quickly noticed the anomaly: "It’s just a dish, just quarrel?"
"What natural miracle?" Lin quickly smashed the topic.
"What's wrong?" Lao Lin asked. "The confession has failed. Are you so embarrassed?"
Lin Chaoxi shook his head desperately, indicating that Lao Lin would not ask again.
"No, it is just a matter of talking about my family."
Lao Lin casually asked: "Yeah, what happened to your family, even if she came to see it on weekends, why didn't you?"
"Because my mother opposed me to the summer camp, I came alone."
"Oh, what about your dad?" Lao Lin asked casually.
"Death." Hey again repeats.
Lao Lin’s hand holding the magnifying glass was not shaking, and the tone was very common:
Shantou also asked this question just now, so I’m particularly embarrassed?

"Should it be?" He was very calm and answered truthfully. "She said sorry, I asked her why she should be sorry?"
"Yeah, why are you saying sorry?" Lao Lin also looked up and asked.
Lin Chaoxi stood in the wind and could not speak.
"It's not your fault, it's not his fault, don't feel sorry." Lao Lin said, "And death has many meanings, sometimes regrets, sometimes relief."
Hearing the words, he nodded seriously and liked the idea of ​​Lao Lin.
Lin Chaoxi licked his lips. He looked at Lao Lin and Yu Zhi. He always felt that Lao Lin’s words meant something.
And of course, the reaction will soon be reflected.
Hey: "Master, why was it in the park that day, why do you specifically call me?"
He pointed to the day when the eagle squad was held together with Zhang Liang. Lao Lin finally stopped him and crushed him.
"Looking at you looks handsome, a bit disrespectful."
"I don't think so."
His eyes were clear, so he looked at Lao Lin and refused to give up without getting the correct answer.
Seriously, Lao Lin is not an opponent.
The sun is constantly gathering, the dead leaves are worn, and the flames are finally picked up.
Lao Lin put down the magnifying glass and finally looked at it: "I have seen you, your dad took you to the park, played chess with you, took you on a small train..."
Lao Lin answered this question, but he asked a very different question.
Hey: "He has been sick in the park, are you also?"
"Yes."
"I heard that it was a park manager who saved him from the river. Is that you?"
Lao Lin’s expression is tangled:
It seems to be me, but I have never known, is it right?

"I don't know what he thinks." He said: "But for me, thank you for saving him that time, let him stay with me for another year."
They sat on the edge of the stove, and during the chat, the fire was born, and the smoke was very light.
The story is very simple, and you can even fully understand the whole picture from the dialogue.
His father also likes to take him to the park to play. The old forest is very good, and he remembers the father and son very early.
The son is very smart, and the father is obviously a smart person.
But the father who really let Lao Lin remember him was because he rescued people from the river in the park one morning.
Unlike those who committed suicide in desperation, the father of Sui has always maintained a state of dissociation and excitement. Even if he wants to go on, Lao Lin has spent a lot of effort to subdue people.
At that time, Lao Lin knew that the father of Yu Zhi was a patient with schizophrenia.
He said that his father had never been too awake until the last suicide.
He added that in fact his father lived very well every day, just in his own world, which is also very good, because he is still with him anyway.
He knows that he is selfish, but he can't...
At the end of the story, the story was over, and the soft aroma of the rice dish was heard in the iron pot, which was a bit of a burnt smell.
From the beginning to the end, there is no red-eyed, like talking about other people's affairs, and because he has thought about it many times because of this matter, completely clarified, so there is nothing to be sad.
"Oh, that is very regrettable." Lao Lin said.
"What a pity?" Just like asking her, she also asked Lao Lin.
"You are too young to know so much."
Lao Lin said calmly, he sat a little forward and pressed the child's face on his shoulder, as the man did to the man.
There are fine grass clippings in the wind, like floating foam from the spray. Lin looked at them at night and blinked.

Later, Lao Lin took them on the lawn next to the lake. She was on the left side of Laolin and was on the right side of Laolin.
The sky is getting darker, and there are fewer and fewer people around. In the end, only they are left. There is no light pollution in the suburbs, it is the purest night sky, and the white sand is scattered on the black velvet background.
At the beginning, Lao Lin wanted to take them to recognize the stars. His own astronomical knowledge reserve is not so rich. Apart from the Big Dipper, nothing can be said. After a few corrections by the beggar, Lao Lin began to talk about mathematics history.
He said that the development of mathematics is closely related to human attention to the starry sky. Astrological sacrifices, astronomical calendars, and the best mathematics are sent to do these things.
Needless to say, those in ancient Greece, Plato's student Odoxo used 27 to try to describe planetary motion. The issue of heliocentric theory and the geocentric theory has been entangled for a thousand or two years. It was only after the Renaissance that Copernicus opened a corner...
Lin Chaoxi listened to the voices that his father said slowly, and the words between the enemies or the inquiries. In the end, the two of them began to talk about relativity.
She heard the father talking about the formula that brought her to the world, but the words that echoed in her mind - thank you for saving him and letting him spend more than a year.
For children, the existence of parents is indispensable. Even if you understand the death of your father, you will still have such an idea.
Dad is around, for a year, it is also good.
But as she always thought, if she is not, will Lao Lin be happier? You will also think, if you don't have yourself, will your father choose to use death to relieve suffering earlier?
But no matter what she used to be, she still has no answer.
In the night sky, there is a misty color on the edge of the glare. If you look at it for a long time, it will make you feel dizzy.
"Master, do you think that a person is good, or is there a child?"
Lin Chaoxi turned around and finally asked the question that the old Lin had never answered in the world.
Being around her father when she was young, she also became very small.
They now maintain the most appropriate distance between not far from, not salty or not, and now, probably the best chance for her to get an answer.
- Comrade Lao Lin, is my existence still dragging you after all?
"Of course, it’s good to be alone." Lao Lin looked at the illusion of where you came from.
"This way." Lin Chaoxi actually had a feeling of sigh of relief.
"But with children, I will probably feel more alive."
"What is the feeling of being alive?"
"There is something that is concerned."
"You didn't have it before?"
"Not before, now it is getting."
Lin turned his head again and looked at his father with a smile.
The night is stunned, his eyes are wrinkled and clear, and the face looks many years later.
She was a little sad, but also very happy.
I can't tell what it feels, but I know for a moment that this is also the true idea of ​​the old world.
On top of the star sand, the dew condenses in the leaves.
The father's big hand was pressed on her head, as it was many years ago, never changed. 2k novel reading network