Why are the stars indifferent

Chapter 37

Zhan Le made a bowl of supper for Cheng Zai before leaving. It was already hard to get a taxi outside at this hour, and the wind was blowing hard, but Cheng Zai didn't ask to stay, and Zhan Le had no reason to sleep here with Cheng Zai.

"Shall I drive you back?" Cheng came out after washing the dishes and looked at Zhan Le who had already changed shoes at the entrance.

"No, it's too troublesome to run back and forth," Zhan Le shook the phone in his hand at him, "There's a driver taking the order, and it's almost here."

"Then I'll take you downstairs." Cheng Zai took his coat and walked over.

Zhan Le didn't continue to evade, and stood aside to wait for Cheng Zai to change his shoes, and then the two walked downstairs together.

It will be Chinese New Year soon, and strings of red lanterns have been hung on the trees along the street. When the electricity is turned on, they emit red light, and are illuminated by orange street lights in strange colors.It started to rain again, and the fine rain slapped on the face and body, and the air was moist and cold.

"Are you going back to your hometown during the Chinese New Year?" Zhan Le stood by the side of the road, waiting for the driver to bring the car over.

"I went to Ji Changyun's house," Cheng Zai said, "I have to stay at his house on the [-]th."

"Huh?" Zhan Le was stunned for a moment, "Are you relatives?"

"No," Cheng Zai stopped for a while, and the headlights of the approaching car shone on the two of them. He waited for the driver to stop the car before continuing, "I have no relatives."

"Ah." Zhan Le replied, he didn't want to ask the stupid question of why there are no relatives, so he took a step forward and opened the car door, "Then I'm leaving."

"Okay," Cheng Zai smiled, "good night."

"Good night." Zhan Le got into the car.

After returning home, Cheng waited for the news of Zhan Le's safety report to arrive before throwing the phone aside, lying on the sofa, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking, and it took a while before sitting up, taking a shower and going to bed.

After the winter vacation, it was quite boring. Once the excitement of the first two days passed, Zhanle fell into a confused stage of wanting to go out for a stroll but didn’t know where to go. The old man playing chess chattered.

Not long after it was New Year's Eve, every household was bustling with excitement, Zhan Le went out early to buy something, made two dishes and one soup for himself, and started making dumplings by himself after eating.

Anyway, he eats by himself, Zhan Le wraps the dumplings quite casually, as long as they don't disperse after entering the water, no one will say anything about him when he wraps the dumplings like buns.

After making the strangely shaped dumplings, he even took out the photo and took a picture, and sent it to Cheng Zai.

After a while, Cheng Zai replied with a voice message.

"Where are you kneading plasticine?"

Zhan Le smiled, and listened to the voice again.

Cheng Zai’s voice is very low, probably he has already arrived at Ji Changyun’s house, he is doing something and has no time to type, and his articulation is not clear when he speaks, his voice is involved in the sound of electric current, in Zhanle’s empty room It sounded like it finally brought life to it.

"It's fine if you don't know how to boil it." Zhan Le also sent a voice message.

"Are you at home alone?" Cheng Zai asked, "Why did you pack so much?"

"I still have to eat it tomorrow," Zhan Le said, "One time for three days."

"Did you eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year?" Cheng Zai's voice could not detect any emotion.

"Yes." After Zhan Le finished speaking, he sent Cheng Zai an emoji of "I will show you how to stew yourself in an iron pot".

The two chatted for a while, until Cheng Zai said that he was going to order dumplings, and then Zhan Le put down his phone, cleaned up the table and everything, turned on the TV and tuned to the Spring Festival Gala channel, and turned on the lights in the living room to the brightest , Put drinks and snacks on the coffee table, and the dumplings are cooked and ready to eat.

Chinese New Year seems to be meaningless.

Zhan Le suddenly thought so while washing the dishes after eating the dumplings.

But this idea was quickly suppressed by him.

There were still two bottles of beer on the table. Zhan Le went over after drying his hands, opened one bottle, knocked the other bottle lightly with the body of the bottle, and whispered, "Happy New Year."

"Grandma!" Ji Changyun howled, "You want cabbage or celery!"

"Come here!" Grandma yelled while sitting on the sofa in the living room, "I want to eat all of them!"

"Let's eat a little," Cheng Zai took out a few plates from the cupboard, "The old lady has been greedy for a long time."

"I also said that she wants to eat whatever stuffing she wants, cook it first and take it out," Ji Changyun threw dumplings into the pot, "I'll put some cabbage first."

"Yeah." Cheng Zai stood beside him, staring at the dumplings in the pot with Ji Changyun.

Originally, Ji Changyun was the only one who came to the kitchen to make dumplings, but Ji's mother asked Cheng Zai to help, and Cheng followed in.

But the only step where the dumplings can help is the step of putting them on the plate and going out.

This led to a very boring scene for the two people in the kitchen, who could only stare at a pot of steaming dumplings in a daze.

"Are you going to the orphanage tomorrow?" Ji Changyun stirred the pot with a colander, "Go early in the morning?"

"Wake up," Cheng Zai said, "Do you want to go together?"

"I won't go, the children there are too annoying," Ji Changyun said as if it was true, "I suspect that the biggest reason for my bending is because I don't like children."

Cheng rolled his eyes and ignored him.

The dumplings were ready soon. Grandma's teeth are quite good now that she is old. Except for the hard things, the softer apples are delicious. Ji Changyun's family has a cousin who brought Gang San The year-old child was sitting on the sofa, chatting cheerfully about something.

"Oh, by the way, Cheng Zai," my cousin saw Cheng Zai coming out with a plate of dumplings, and asked hastily, "Ke Ke keeps coughing when she sleeps at night, can she not eat eggs?"

"She can eat without allergies." Cheng Zai put the dumplings on the table.

"Hey, look, I said I can eat it," my cousin glared at the cousin next to me, "There are so many things you can't eat."

"Let him go," Ji Changyun also came out with two plates of dumplings, and shouted as he walked, "He has been treated for a year of illness, and he just rested for two days. You still don't let him go."

"Hey!" The cousin yelled, and the follow-up was gone. After a while, she looked at Cheng Zai embarrassedly, "I'm just..."

"It's okay." Cheng Zai smiled.

Ji's family is very lively during the Chinese New Year, there are many people, and the elders don't have so many rules and etiquette. They don't bother the younger generation and don't let the younger generation report the current situation of work and marriage. Only such a family can raise a character like Ji Changyun.

Cheng was sponsored by their family when he was nine years old. During the winter and summer vacations, he was often taken to Ji’s house to play. Ji Changyun also often went to the orphanage to play with him. He was three years older than Ji Changyun, and Ji Changyun took him to play. As brothers, the relationship between the two has been very good since childhood, and Ji's family also has Cheng's room.

So here is another place where Cheng Zai can sleep peacefully besides his own home, but it was not so quiet on the [-]th night. Put on earplugs and go to sleep.

At twelve o'clock, he sent Zhan Le a happy new year, but he didn't receive a reply. He probably fell asleep, but he should be woken up by the sound of fireworks right now.

Cheng Zai touched the phone and took a look.

Still no reply.

Crackling didn't wake you up after all this noise?Is this asleep?Did you faint?

Cheng Zai turned off the screen of his phone and put it on the bedside table.

The next day Cheng Zai woke up quite early, mainly because there were a lot of people in the family. If one person woke up, the others would not want to sleep. The noise made everyone stir up, and everyone sat in the dining room and had breakfast.

Cheng had to go to the orphanage after breakfast. He greeted his grandma and Ji Changyun's parents and went out. As soon as he got in the car, Ji Changyun ran out of the house with a box of Transformers : "Hey, take it to the lame kid from last time."

"Okay." Cheng Zai nodded, "Are you really not going with me?"

"No, I don't like children," Ji Changyun didn't wear a coat, shivering from the cool wind, "Come back for lunch?"

"It depends," Cheng Zai paused for a while, "maybe we have to go somewhere."

"Then come back for dinner," Ji Changyun said, "You have to stay home during the Chinese New Year."

"Got it," Cheng Zai smiled, and put the things Ji Changyun handed over on the passenger seat, "Hurry up and get in, the snot is almost freezing out."

Ji Changyun sniffed, then turned and ran back.

There was a light snowfall last night, and the tips of the leaves of the shrubs and trees on the roadside were piled with snow. There were very few pedestrians on the road, and they walked on the road as if they were shrinking into embryos.

The orphanage is next to a small square in the urban area. After Cheng got off the car, the security guards saw him, recognized who it was at a glance, and opened the door cheerfully: "I'm back!"

"Well, brother," Cheng Zai shouted with a smile, "Come back and have a look."

The security guard chatted cheerfully again, some people like teachers had already found Cheng Zai, and the old dean had already seen him, when he and the security guard were about to unload the things Cheng Zai had brought Changcai came out on crutches.

"Cheng is here!" the old dean shouted.

"Hey! Grandpa," Cheng Zai walked over to support him, "You can just wait for me in the room, why did you come out?"

"I haven't seen you for another year," the old dean patted his arm with a smile, "Go in, go in and have a look."

Zhan Le slept until one o'clock in the noon with the quilt covered.

I was woken up by the sound of fireworks and firecrackers in the middle of the night, but I didn’t open my eyes. I kept saying to myself, “Come on, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go!After getting through that period of time, I immediately fell asleep.

I had no dreams all night. When I woke up, I felt refreshed. I just sat up for a while and realized that I slept on the sofa last night. I know what kind of perseverance it takes to sleep so peacefully.

Zhan Le carried the quilt back to the bedroom, and prepared to make dumplings for herself after washing.

Tomorrow I plan to visit my mother's grave, and then go to Grandpa An's house at the gate of the cemetery to pay New Year's greetings. Zhanle's New Year is over.

It's been like this since my mother died, nothing to look forward to, nothing to look forward to in the new year.

My mother used to cook very delicious food. Before being cheated by Zhan Jingci, she planned to become a chef. She was involved in both red and white cases, and taught Zhan Le a lot, but she never let Zhan Le into the kitchen during the Chinese New Year. .

Normally, Zhan Le said that he could eat whatever he wanted, and discussed with Zhan Le the menu for the New Year’s Eve dinner. The two of them went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables together, and when they came back, Zhan Le was asked to wait in the room while she went to work in the kitchen by herself.

Usually Zhan Le will clean up the already clean home even more at this time.

After eating, we will go downstairs to set off fireworks.

Those things that glowed in the dark, cut through the suffocating cold, the strange lights and the smell of gunpowder in the air after the fireworks exploded into the sky, all of them existed in the memory of my mother when she was alive.

And now he is the only one left in this room, guarding the messy dumplings.

Zhan Le took out the cooked dumplings, poured a dish of vinegar, and before putting them in his mouth, the phone rang.

The sound was very muffled, it probably fell into the crack of the sofa, Zhan Le put his hand into the crack and felt it carefully before using two fingers to pinch the phone out.The phone had already been hung up, and before Zhan Le had time to see who was calling, another call came in.

It's Cheng Zai.

Looking at those two words, Zhan Le's heart suddenly tightened, and he couldn't tell what it was like. He threw himself into the sofa, nestled down, and then connected the phone and put it to his ear: "Hello?"

"Hello? Are you home?" Cheng Zai asked.

"Yes." Zhan Le swallowed.

Only now did he notice that the living room was in a mess. On the tea table were the snacks and beer he ate last night, and there were melon seed shells underneath. Then he remembered that the pot of dumpling soup in the kitchen hadn't been poured out yet, and there were little kids playing outside. Xue laughed and let out the sound of geese.

Cheng Zai's phone call suddenly brought Zhan Le back to the world.

"I'm coming to your house soon," Cheng Zai said, "Come down and greet me."

"What?" Zhan Le still didn't recover.

"I have a lot of things, I may not be able to carry them..." Cheng paused for a few seconds, then suddenly lowered his voice and said, "I'm almost at your house."