Volume 7: Frost Chapter 52 Born
Chen Nan listened to Jiang You's breathing.
The exhaled breath blew on my neck, moist and hot.
Light came in through the balcony, illuminating a corner of the sofa.
Chen Nan felt something vibrate behind him a few times.
Jiang Youyi began, picking up the phone that was placed aside, "Shiqi's wife gave birth."
"Really?" Chen Nan turned around, "Boy or girl?"
"The boy, he's so happy. What do you usually give to a boy on his first full month?"
"Clothes, diapers, or silver and gold locks or something like that," Chen Nan said as she stood up. She asked, "Would you like some fish soup?"
"Okay, is there any food?"
"No rice, would you like some wontons or dumplings?"
“Let’s fry some dumplings.”
"Okay." Chen Nan said and walked towards the kitchen.
Jiang You put a sofa cushion behind his head. In the Salty and Sweet Battle group, Yuan Shu and Zhou Tao urged Zhao Shiqi to send a red envelope. Just as Jiang You was about to join in the fun, the red envelope arrived.
Click on it, 18.6.
Looking at the others, Yuan Shu scored 52.4, Zhou Tao scored 62.4, and Zhao Shiqi scored 66.6.
Jiang You:?
Yuan Shu: Hahahahahahahahaha
…
The kitchen door opened, and Chen Nan came out with a plate of fried dumplings. She said, "Okay, come and eat."
She put the dumplings on the table and brought out the fish soup.
Jiang You walked to the dining table and sat down. He picked up the chopsticks, picked up a fried dumpling and took a bite. It was filled with celery and pork, and the bottom was browned and crispy.
Chen Nan scooped a bowl of fish soup and placed it in front of him. "You're not going out anymore, are you?"
"Go to Zhuzhou, have you forgotten?"
"No, except Zhuzhou?"
"I guess I have to go out again this year," Jiang You picked up the bowl and drank a mouthful of fish soup, "The rest is over, so I can take a good rest."
"Is it work?" Chen Nan asked.
“I guess so.”
Chen Nan didn't ask any more questions. She changed the subject, "What about your other classmate? The one I had dinner with last year."
"Yuan Shu, it should be soon. I've seen my parents during the Chinese New Year."
Jiang You finished most of the plate of fried dumplings in one breath. He breathed a sigh of relief , and his whole body relaxed. He looked at Chen Nan and asked, "Sister Nan, do you know what I want to eat the most in the desert?"
"What?"
"watermelon."
"Eating watermelon in the desert, how could you possibly think of that?"
"Really? The watermelon that has been in the refrigerator overnight is sweet and juicy."
"Then go buy a watermelon later."
"No, I'm back now. I want to drink watermelon smoothie with milk cap," Jiang You took the fish out of the bowl and ate it. "Next time I'll take you to Luo Town. We won't go into the desert, but eat mutton and then walk in the desert park next to it."
"Didn't you go this time?" Chen Nan asked.
"It's so tiring. In the desert, when you keep walking forward, you think you've walked a long way, but you may have only moved a few hundred meters."
"Have you been walking?"
"Those with cars make me want to vomit, but Jiang Mo is quite used to it." Jiang You finished the remaining fried dumplings and drank the soup. Then he touched his stomach with both hands and pinched it again. "You have lost weight. Weigh yourself when you get home. Maybe you have lost ten pounds."
Chen Nan smiled and stretched out his hand, patting Jiang You's belly a few times, "Yes, you have lost weight. You should stay a few more days. Maybe your weight loss plan will be completed."
"That would really kill me," Jiang You grabbed Chen Nan's hand and said, "It's beautiful at night. The sky is full of stars, big and bright, like a river."
" Really?"
"Really? The light pollution in the city is too serious." Jiang You took out his phone, opened the album to find the photo of the starry sky, and handed the phone to Chen Nan. "The phone can't take it as well. It's really beautiful."
Chen Nan looked at the photos carefully and asked, "Are there any photos of Xiaomo?"
"Yes, turn forward."
Chen Nan flipped through the pictures one by one. She pointed to one and asked, "Is this a sunrise?"
"Yes, and the sunset."
"The sky looks like it was painted, so blue."
"Yes, people stand there and get sunburned. And there's sand everywhere. The sand gets everywhere, in shoes, clothes, hair, everywhere."
Chen Nan finally found a photo of Jiang Mo, who was standing on a sand ridge with a trail of footprints behind him. "This is a good photo," she enlarged the photo, with a hint of regret in her tone, "It's a little blurry, I should have taken a few more photos."
"It was so sunny that I couldn't even open my eyes. There was also a beautiful poplar forest, but unfortunately my phone ran out of battery so I didn't take any photos."
…
Yanjing.
Xie Dong’s study.
Zhuang Zekun found a teacup and tea leaves and made some tea. He said, "Every time I come here, I always feel that Teacher Xie is still here, sitting in his seat, handling his work."
He put the cup on the coffee table.
Guan Qingtong picked up the cup and took a sip of tea.
Zhuang Zekun sat down on the armchair on the other side. "When I touched the fish tank, I seemed to be pulled to a place. I saw a lot of images, only images, no sound. It took me a long time to roughly figure out what happened that year. Some of it was just speculation."
After organizing his thoughts, he said, "The god that Sister Mu Sheng killed on the mountain came to this world earlier than we know. The altar in the desert is where he first appeared."
"How early?"
"If I were to speculate, it would be at least ten or twenty years," Zhuang Zekun turned his head to look at Guan Qingtong. "It's hard to judge time in the desert. The perspective of the picture might be that of a fish tank. And the scene was always in the desert at the beginning, so there's no way to judge time. There's also a long still picture, which might be when he didn't have the fish tank with him."
"Go on."
"I saw Meng Yuanbai. He might have lost his way and was rescued by him," Zhuang Zekun picked up the teacup and took a sip. He then slowly spun the cup. "Meng Yuanbai stayed in the desert for a while and then left. I'm not sure how long it was. Then, he developed a group of believers. The altar was built at that time."
"And then?"
"Then, it was thirty-one years ago. The images at that time were very chaotic and distorted. We can only barely determine that the fish tank escaped with part of his consciousness. Also, I can't be sure, but I feel that part of the remains was left behind by him on purpose."
Bang.
The teacup in Guan Qingtong's hand fell to the ground.
The water spilled all over the floor, and the teacup rolled a few times, into the chair, and rolled to the wall.
Guan Qingtong stood up, picked up the teacup and placed it on the coffee table. Zhuang Zekun came over with a box of tissues, squatted down, and began to deal with the tea leaves and water on the ground.
After they had almost finished cleaning up, they sat down again.
Zhuang Zekun said: "After I discovered this, I was also very shocked. I deduced it over and over again many times before I was sure that my feeling was correct."
"What else?"
"Then there were long static scenes. I judged that he had been cultivating for a while and then went to another place. I don't know why he didn't bring the fish tank with him. In the last scene, I saw Teacher Xie and Meng Yuanbai. They worked together to seal this place."
Guan Qingtong thought for a moment and then asked, "Then why didn't Teacher Xie remember Meng Yuanbai and never mentioned these things to us?"
Zhuang Zekun stood up and walked back and forth a few steps. "My guess is that he came back later."
Guan Qingtong looked at the slightly damp ground and said, "I remembered something."
"What's up?"
"The last time I returned to Tangjiang from Yanjing, when I arrived in Tangjiang, I saw Monk Ren after leaving the station."
"Ren Qingning?"
"It's him."
Zhuang Zekun said: "I didn't see him at the funeral."
“I thought it was a little strange at the time, but I didn’t think much about it.”
"you mean……"
Guan Qingtong shook her head. "The location of the altar under Xueshan Lake. Jiang You reminded me of this a while ago. The location of the research institute has been exposed. Is it possible that..."
"He came down the mountain to pursue a breakthrough. I don't think he would join the Jinghu Society."
"No, it's the remains. What if the remains can help him break through?"
Zhuang Zekun said: "I will find out why he came to Yanjing at that time."
Guan Qingtong nodded.
"Jiang You, what do you think we should do?" Zhuang Zekun asked after pondering for a moment.
"What do you think?"
"I have an idea."
"What?"
Zhuang Zekun sat back in the armchair and said, "The fish tank brought a trace of his consciousness back to the altar. After years of nurturing, he regained some strength. With some opportunities, he became Jiang You. Then, more than seven years ago, he awakened his memory and finally returned here."
"What about the Mirror Lake Club?"
"It's possible that the person who found Hu Yuefeng was his believer, so he won so easily and took the core away. It's also possible that he has nothing to do with Jinghu Society at all, and he just wanted to cover up his identity, so he was deliberately misleading you."
"Impossible," Guan Qingtong shook her head. She said, "In the future I predict, he will be a very important figure, and he will stand on our side."
…
Jiang You accompanied Chen Nan to school to pick up Yunyun and went home, and had dinner on the way. On the way back to the insect house, he bought a large cup of watermelon smoothie and drank it while watching the people coming and going. When he slowly walked back to the store, Lin Yu was about to close.
Jiang You waved at Jiujiu, and Jiujiu flew half a circle in the air and landed in his hand.
"So good," Jiang You teased Chuchu while saying to Shower, "Thank you for your hard work. You can rest at home tomorrow. Rest for a few more days. I'll come to the store these few days."
Lin Yu looked at Jiang You suspiciously.
Jiang You assured: "I will open the door every day."
"Then I'll take a few days off and go out for a walk."
"I went upstairs to sleep. When you left, lock the outer door."
"knew."
Jiang You went upstairs, pushed open the bedroom door, took a step inside, thought for a moment, then stepped out and turned to lie on his side.
Jiang Mo sat cross-legged on the bed with his back to him.
Jiang You sat on the edge of the bed and kicked off his shoes.
Jiang Mo didn't move.
"Don't be angry, you little guy, you should be angry for a week, that's enough," Jiang Mo lay down, "Do you still want us to help him realize his ideas? Tell me the truth, how did he bribe you?"
Jiang Mo turned around, lay on the bed, and stared at Jiang You with red eyes.
"So, if we put in some effort, build a tomb, and find a descendant to guard his body, it will be considered as ending the cause and effect, and it's worth it," Jiang You stretched out his hand and rubbed Jiang Mo's hair, "I'm fine now, and I just need to take care of him for a few years."
Jiang Mo turned his head away.
"He's so ugly, and if he's made into a flying carpet, it'll be black and not cool at all," Jiang You put his hands behind his head, "I promise to make you a colorful flying carpet, so that you can be the most beautiful kid in the night sky."
