The next morning, Gu Ning'an got up early, washed up, had a simple breakfast with shopkeeper Wu and his daughter, and then planned to leave on the road.
Outside the tea house, shopkeeper Wu forced a package into Gu Ning'an's hand. He knew without thinking that it was full of newly roasted "Wish to Rejuvenate" tea.
Gu Ning'an did not shirk. If he needed it and the other party was willing to give it, then there was no need to shirk it. He would just make up for it in other places in the future... This was something he had implemented in his previous life.
"Okay, there's no need to send them far away." Gu Ning'an pressed his hand, looked at Shopkeeper Wu, and said with a smile: "Take care of yourself, you are getting older, let Xiao Sanhua practice more, your skills will still have to be passed down in the future. give her?"
Shopkeeper Wu Gong Shou said: "I know, Mr. Gu, have a nice trip. Please come in and have a cup of tea when you pass by... I don't have anything else, I have enough tea."
"Mr. Gu! My name is Wu Lan, don't call me by my nickname anymore!" Miss Wu pursed her lips with a look of reluctance.
Gu Ningan walked up to Miss Wu, stretched out her hand and clicked... Miss Wu said "Hey", turned around and ran to Shopkeeper Wu's side, and said pitifully: "Dad! Mr. Gu hit me again !The third time!”
Shopkeeper Wu patted his daughter on the back and said with a naive smile: "Mr. Gu hit you, of course he did it right... It's reasonable for people to call you Xiao Sanhua. Say goodbye to Mr. Gu quickly and don't delay Mr. Gu's schedule. .”
"Dad!" Miss Wu looked aggrieved, but bowed slightly to Gu Ning'an: "Mr. Gu, have a safe journey."
Gu Ning'an nodded, then turned around and waved: "Let's go."
The Wu family's parents looked at Gu Ning'an's leaving figure, sighing with emotion and feeling inexplicably lost...
...
"Dad! Are the longevity noodles cooked? It's almost Chen time!" Wu Lan stood outside the kitchen, looking at the dilly-dallying shopkeeper Wu, and really wished he could rush in and do it himself.
Shopkeeper Wu is great at making tea, but his cooking skills are... average.
On weekdays, Wu Lan mostly cooks, but he is suddenly asked to cook a bowl of noodles and spends an hour in the kitchen.
"Here it comes!" Shopkeeper Wu held a bowl of steaming longevity noodles in one hand, turned around and walked out of the kitchen, placing the noodle bowl on the wooden table in the dining hall.
clang!
Two bowls of longevity noodles were placed on the table. Shopkeeper Wu blew on his red fingers and said with a smile: "Your father's masterpiece, Jixiang Ruyi longevity noodles, eat it while it's hot!"
Miss Wu picked up the chopsticks, pulled shopkeeper Wu to sit down, and said with a smile: "Let's eat together, daddy will always stay with me."
Hearing this, Shopkeeper Wu was startled. He paused for a long time before replying: "Okay, dad also wants to live a long life, otherwise I will really be worried about you, a little three-flower."
The simple longevity noodles are nothing more than chopped green onions, bone soup, dragon beard noodles, and a fried egg that is caramelized on both sides.
The Wu family father and daughter lowered their heads and ate silently. They were speechless, but they both knew what the other was thinking.
One misses the mother she has never met, and the other misses his wife who has passed away for many years...
After a while, the Wu family's father and daughter finished the noodles. Wu Lan stood up and took the initiative to clear away the dishes. As soon as she walked into the kitchen, she saw a bowl of longevity noodles that was uneaten by the stove.
"Hey, dad should collect it. You are the birthday boy today, so you shouldn't work too hard." Shopkeeper Wu's voice sounded slightly anxious.
Wu Lan put down the bowl and chopsticks, walked to the bowl of longevity noodles with two fried eggs, and said with a smile: "Dad, do you like to eat fried eggs?"
Shopkeeper Wu didn't want to arouse his daughter's sadness on this day, but he didn't realize it for a while, so he let his daughter see that he also left a bowl of longevity noodles for his wife.
"Yes... I was poor at that time, and during the New Year, your mother would always say that you should fry more eggs to eat... You, like her, love to eat charred dishes... "
Snap! Snap!
Drops of tears fell on the hot stove, making a sizzling sound.
Shopkeeper Wu laughed loudly and said, "Hey, you are such an adult and you still cry. How shameful are you?"
"Come on, let's bring the noodles to your mother together... In the past, I would go there alone, but today we will go there together..."
"Okay, I'll bring it." Wu Lan wiped away her tears, carefully picked up the bowl of longevity noodles and walked out.
...
"Dad, you go to bed earlier." Wu Lan stared at a pair of swollen and red peach blossom eyes and stood outside the door and said to Shopkeeper Wu.
Shopkeeper Wu nodded slightly: "You should also go to bed early and stop crying."
"Yes." Wu Lan responded, closed the door for his father, turned and walked towards his boudoir...
Three moments of unitary hour!
Perhaps because he was too tired, Wu Lan fell asleep almost as soon as he lay down.
In the dream, there was a long and narrow official road.
Wu Lan's pretty face was stunned... She had never had such a real dream. If it weren't for the fact that she still remembered that Gu Ning'an asked her to fall asleep at midnight, I am afraid that the extremely clear and real plants and trees beside her would have made her sleep. Mistakenly thinking that I am not dreaming.
"Why is this official road more slender and muddy than usual? The weeds on both sides are also much thicker." As she said that, Miss Wu looked back and couldn't help but laugh: "I know it's a dream, so naturally it's a little different."
Walking along Muyun Road, Wu Lan saw a teahouse. To be precise, it was a tea stall built with thatched grass. The word "simple" suddenly came to his mind.
"Where's my teahouse?" Wu Lan took a surprised look and saw the teahouse's sign... exactly the same as his own.
She knew that this vigorous and powerful "tea" plaque was written by Mr. Gu. After seeing it for more than 20 years, she was also very familiar with this handwriting.
In front of the tea stall, there are several old square tables. The tea bowls on the tables are all mud-yellow, and they look like they were made by themselves.
In the tea stall, a woman who looked slightly longer than Wu Lan was washing a large iron pot used for making tea.
Who is this woman?
Why does he look so similar to me?
Why am I so familiar with her?
Wu Lan frowned, such a clear and strange dream made her more and more confused.
Swish~swish~swish!
Wow!
The woman who finished washing the iron pot poured the water onto the dirt floor behind her. When she raised her head, she saw Wu Lan in a daze.
"Xiao Sanhua, you're here." The woman wiped her wet hands, then walked out of the tea stall and pulled Wu Lan to sit down.
The second time a familiar "stranger" called out her baby name, Wu Lan seemed relatively calm, perhaps because the identity of the person in front of her was already clear in her mind.
It's just that she didn't dare to say it yet, because she was afraid that if she said it, she would wake up from the dream.
"Come, mother, look at you." The gentle woman stretched out her hand and smoothed Wu Lan's scattered hair, her eyes full of love.
Hearing the woman's words, Wu Lan suddenly grabbed the gentle woman's hand and put it against her cheek. The warm touch came from her cheek, which made Wu Lan even more surprised.
"In the dream, where did the feeling come from?"
"I'm not dreaming?"
"No! I must be dreaming!"
Seeing that Wu Lan seemed to be trapped in a strange circle, the gentle woman smiled and pinched Wu Lan's cheek: "Don't guess, this is just a dream... But my mother is also a real mother."
"Do you remember that Mr. Gu said he wanted to give you a gift?"
As she spoke, the gentle woman nodded Wu Lan's forehead: "We, mother and father, met each other in a dream. It was a gift from Mr. Gu to you and me."
