Salad Days

Just after the New Year in the countryside, the new year's taste is still strong, and the small bookstore next to the station has already opened.

The old man didn't have much to do. He got up to shovel snow and sweep the road early in the morning. By the way, he was busy with these tasks. The children who went to visit the house early to receive the red envelopes came to him.

"Grandpa! Grandpa!" The seven or eight-year-old children were energetic, and few of them were the kind of quiet ones when Jiang Shen was a kid. The old man let them in. He was afraid of being cold and burned a charcoal pot.

"Do you want to eat sugar?" the old man asked.

The children were all wearing cotton-padded jackets and swollen like the ball: "Yes!"

The old man took the nougat and divided them among them. The children who ate the sugar all went inside to read the comics. The old man lay in the curtain by himself.

The smartphone photos are a bit stuck. The old man opened Weibo slower, but he was not in a hurry. He put on his glasses and squinted to find the super talk he was concerned about. When he clicked in, he turned around for a while, and the children shouted He: "Grandpa! Where is the little hero's comic?"

The old man said impatiently: "Where did you put it yourself last time?" Is that what you said, or walked in and found the child.

The Weibo chat was finally opened, and the old man saw the most popular one on Zhiding.

"This year's Lausanne results came out! Come and find us Little Swan!!"

The old man blinked, and he didn't understand what "Lausanne" was looking at.

"Lausanne Ballet International Competition: [link], this is the address of the results published on the official website, but it is in French, Guiqiu French master!"

The old man screamed, and the whole person stood up suddenly.

The child who was reading near him was startled and raised his head and asked him ignorantly, "What's wrong with Grandpa?"

The old man didn't answer, trembling and ran inside to turn over the box, but only found an English dictionary, a deflated "hey" sound.

He ran out again, put on a scarf and a hat, remembered something before going out, and threatened with frustration: "Be careful to read, don't cause trouble, or you won't pay your rent!"

children:"……"

The asphalt road in the village usually doesn't look long, but I feel delayed when I have an emergency. The old man is old, walking fast and struggling, supporting the willow tree next to the road to breathe for a while, preparing to continue walking, behind him Suddenly came the horn of the car.

Chen Maoxiu lowered the window and sat in the driver's seat and called him: "Grandpa, how are you here?"

The old man saw him as if he had caught the savior: "Hurry, hurry and send me to the Jiang family!"

Shen Shubao came down from the co-pilot to help him, busy asking: "What happened?"

The old man got in the car and urged Chen Maoxiu to drive fast. He squeezed in the middle of the two front seats and took out his mobile phone to show Shen Shubao: "The Lausanne International Ballet Competition, Shen Zi went to the competition. The result came out. I don't understand French, I can't see Understand, Shubao, you read smart, do you understand?"

Shen Shubao was aware of this news for the first time. This year, Jiang Shen said that he would not get used to the New Year. They were used to it on the New Year. The other party on the phone did not say what competition he was going to participate in.

He took the old man's mobile phone and opened the official website link, which was indeed a long list. Because he couldn't understand it, Shen Shubao could only use his mobile phone to translate it word by word.

Chen Maoxiu asked anxiously while driving: "How are your grades?"

Shen Shubao translated for a long time before saying: "This is the list of the preliminary round, a total of 19 countries, 80 people participated." He continued to turn up and saw a relatively small list, "the final list, only 20 people. "

The old man said nervously: "Is there a deep son?"

Shen Shubao looked down one by one, Chen Maoxiu didn't know how to drive, he had a quick brake before he got to the place, the old man "Oh, feed", Shen Shubao almost hit the windshield, airway: "Dog hair! What are you driving?" The car! I haven't found anyone yet!"

Chen Maoxiu shouted, "I'm in a hurry too! You didn't see the duck crossing the road in front!"

A large duck in the middle of the asphalt road was followed by a string of little ducks, and fluttered its wings and walked in front of Chen Maoxiu's head with his eight characters.

A car old *blocked keywords* can only watch, the speaker does not dare to press.

"Did you find it?" the old man asked in the middle of waiting for the duck.

Shen Shubao stared at the phone and yelled when he saw the ninth name: "Found it! Jiang Shen! It must be him!"

Chen Maoxiu squeezed his head: "Are you in the 20th place?! Enter the final?"

Shen Shubao nodded. He took a deep breath and shook his hand to open the last finals webpage: "I just checked. The finals are ranked. I only look at the top eight. I don't know the number of Shenzi."

"What nonsense are you talking about." The dog hair was so anxious, "Look at the number of Shenzi!"

As a result, I don't know what's going on, and the Internet can't be opened.

"It's over..." Shen Shubao murmured. "It's stuck."

The old man suddenly got up halfway, pointing to the front and shouted, "The duck is gone! The duck is gone!"

Chen Maoxiu started the car again and stepped on the accelerator: "Sit down! Let's go back and connect to wifi!"

Because of the New Year’s Day yesterday, many people in the village were closed and closed for sleep, while Shen Shubao and Goomao had to get up early because they went to meet friends in the city. Chen Qingling was still fascinated when he heard the car. Lying on the bed in confusion, Chuanmei, who had just passed the exam in September last year, is considered to be her first year as a freshman.

"My brother is back?" Miao Hua'er asked when she entered the room.

Miao Hua'er was surprised: "How do you wake up?" She smiled, "I'm back, I don't know what happened, so I rushed to the Jiang family. Do you want to see it?"

Chen Qingling frowned for a moment, struggling to get up from the bed: "I'll take a look."

Miao Hua'er said "Ouch": "You put on your socks, but the outside is frozen."

Chen Qingling's pajamas didn't change, she put on a big cotton-padded jacket outside, and ran to the Jiang family next door. Tony chicken was walking with her chest high in the yard and saw her gurgle twice.

"Tony~" Qing Lingzi kissed it, "You are so beautiful today."

After boasting about the chicken, Chen Qingling entered the living room of the Jiang family. Chen Maoxiu happened to be by the door. She looked up and saw her startled: "Why are you here?"

Chen Qingling stared at him: "I can't come?"

Chen Maoxiu subconsciously looked down at her slippers: "Did you wear socks?"

Chen Qingling couldn’t stand her mother, and stretched out his feet to show him. Chen Maoxiu squatted down and stuffed her feet back: “I know, I’m hiding, and the girl can’t be frozen.”

The two were talking at the door, and Shen Shubao in the house suddenly yelled, "Jiang Shen! Found it! Jiang Shen!

Chen Qingling just felt like he was being pulled in by a dog breeze, and the old man who rented the bookstore was there too. He couldn't tell what he was excited about. Tan Lingling's expression was also dumb, looking at the webpage on her laptop.

Dog hair and Qinglingzi squeezed behind Shen Shubao. Shen Shubao's hand holding the mouse kept shaking, sliding a few times before sliding to the top of the page.

I saw a golden dance logo hung in front of the "ShenJiang" name, ranking first among the eight dancers.

Tan Lingling pointed at the computer and stuttered: "What does this mean?"

Chen Qingling covered her mouth and burst into tears, Shen Shubao turned her head, he was a little choked with excitement and took a deep breath several times before he could calm down and say: "Auntie, Jiang Shen won the gold prize, the first place in the Lausanne International Ballet Competition, Chinese dancers!"

Tan Lingling obviously couldn't believe it. She opened her mouth several times, and the words hadn't been spoken. The phone in the living room suddenly rang.

"Go pick it!" The old man urged her, "Maybe it's Shen Zi?!"

Tan Lingling glanced at a few people and stumbled to the living room to answer the phone. Shen Shubao, Chen Maoxiu and Qing Lingzi also surrounded the old man and followed him.

Everyone was very funny around a telephone, staring at Tan Lingling to call.

The other side did not know whether it was Jiang Shen. Tan Lingling heard her eyes turned red, her tears seemed to stop, her smile was very happy, she turned to Shen Shubao and Chen Maoxiu said: "Go! Buy Firecrackers! Go to dinner at the aunt’s house tonight to celebrate the gold medal!"

Chen Qingling couldn't hold back anymore, cried and cried while holding his brother, Tan Lingling put the phone in her hand, Jiang Shen was on the other end of the phone, laughing and calling her: "Qinglingzi, don't cry Yeah, you should be happy, I won the prize!"

Chen Qingling heard his voice cry even more fierce.

Shen Shubao could not help but answer the phone and asked, "When will you come back?"

In order to hear it, Chen Maoxiu shouted anxiously: "Turn on hands-free! Turn on hands-free! You are not stupid!"

The old man hurriedly pressed the hands-free, and only listened to Jiang Shen: "I will come back next month. Bai Jinyi will come back with me!"

"There is also great news." Jiang Shen said on the phone, his tone seemed to be more happy than his winning, "Bai Jinyi officially joined the American Professional Boxing League, he will take the gold belt!"