Bagan brought back the bay red horse for Jiang Fan,Handed the rein to Jiang Fan’s hand。

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Bagan brought back the bay red horse for Jiang Fan,Handed the rein to Jiang Fan’s hand。

Jiang Fan glanced at the place where the sun set,Forced the thoughts down,Deep gaze,There is a touch of pain,He turned on his horse again,With Bagan,In twilight,Direction from time to time,Walk slowly……
Ding Yi can be said to be peaceful and calm during this period,After she came back from Kangzhou,Have been living in the old house,Reading,Writing。Dad also prepared for the calligraphy exhibition,Pack out the big picture on the first floor,day,Accompany my daughter to write in the old house,at night,Back to Aunt Qiao,At the beginning of her return,Dad comes to the old house almost every day,Spent some time with her,day,It seems to be back when mom just passed away,Father and daughter depend on each other。
this day,Dad came to the old house as usual in the morning,He holds the breakfast for his daughter in his hand,After opening the door with the key,I yelled when I entered the yard:“Small one,Small one。”
Xiaoyi didn’t come out,It’s called“One by one”Dog got out of the crack in the door of the house,Shaking his head and spinning around the old professor。
The old professor came in,Immediately,The fragrance of rice porridge,Filled the room,He called again,Ding Yi walked out of the cabin behind the living room,She is holding a small pot of yellow millet porridge,Heard dad call her,Just replied:“Here it is——”
Talking,Just put the millet porridge on a small solid wood table covered with floral tablecloth,Then take off the apron,Fill two small porcelain bowls with millet porridge。
Ding Naixiang hung his coat on the coat hook on the wall,Sniffed,Said:“My daughter has great cooking skills,The aroma of millet porridge is everywhere。”
Ding Yi smiled,He knows that dad is always trying to make himself happy recently,Just said:“father,Who can cook porridge?,It has nothing to do with cooking。”Talking,Put a small plate of fermented bean curd、A small dish of diced kimchi,A small dish of pickled diced carrots,There is also a small sauced cucumber diced,Even fermented bean curd,She cut into dices with a knife。These are my dad’s favorite side dishes。
“Ha ha。”Dad wash his hands,Sitting on an old-fashioned small square table,Looking at the four small butterflies on the table,Said:“Or my daughter knows my taste,Don’t have too many dishes,Get a few more varieties,Not like your Aunt Qiao,Everything is a big bowl,A large plate,Give me one end of the table,Can you eat it?Eat,Greasy look,Such a big plate,No appetite,Don’t eat,Hungry。”
Ding Yi giggled,Take out the Huangqiao sesame seed cake that Dad bought from the food bag,Code in a disk,Said:“father,I’ll tell Aunt Qiao what you said in a while。”
Dad laughed too,Say:“Tell her it’s okay,I said it not once,I said,You have two more varieties,In addition,Don’t make so much,Full before eating,Ha ha,It’s useless to say,She is that habit,Can’t change,I can only adapt。”
Ding Naixiang took a sip of porridge,Put down the spoon,Just said:“I have good news to tell you。”
Ding Yi lowered his eyes,I bowed my head and drank a spoonful of porridge,Said:“The good news is wrong,Because it’s not good to come to me recently。”
Ding Naixiang glanced at his daughter,Did not speak,stand up,Took out a newspaper from his jacket,Handed it to Ding Yi。
Ding Yi flipped through the newspaper,Did not find anything,I don’t understand what the good news is,Dad snatched the newspaper,Said:“I come,Bring me the glasses。”

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