Transmigrated to Twenty Years Ago and Adopted Myself

    The enthusiasm of the residents of the small town for the carnival was much higher than Jiang Wang expected.

      .

    Jiang Wang originally planned the propaganda funds in advance, but after spending half of it, he found that there were already people vying for the flyers, and the hotline could not stop 24 hours a day.

    No, to avoid stampede incidents, you should also ask more security guards to guard against pickpockets and traffickers.

    For the first time, the eldest brother felt the pain of making too much money, and ordered a familiar factory to temporarily print tickets.

    Of course, relatives and friends will send a batch of tickets first, and each cooperative school will also send a batch of service teachers and family members. .

    Jiang Wang rushed his assistant to buy a punch card directly. Once the number of people in the venue reaches the limit, no one will be released.

    "Brother Jiang, is it not?"

    "Absolutely," the man took a deep breath: "We'd rather earn less."

    The venue was set up three days in advance. When placing the desks and chairs circuit boards, many teachers from each school came to see the situation in advance.

    Jiang Wang is frank and honest in everything, thinking of win-win for all parties. He specially greeted the multi-party schools during the planning period.

    Anyone who intends to purchase counseling books, set up an admissions consultation office, or arrange for students to come as volunteers will arrange for a special reception service.

    Being busy, Jiang Wang seemed to sense something, and looked up to the other side amid the loud noise.

    Ji Linqiu wore a loose black T with a silver chain hanging beside her collarbone, smiling lazily.

    "Mr. Ji?" The big tail wolf smelled the smell, and swayed over like a man: "You are also here to inspect the work."

    "I applied on my own initiative." Ji Linqiu was in a good mood and let him lead the walk together: "It's so lively, there are even magicians and live bands."

    Jiang Wang looked at the musician who was still trying out the bass guitar, and discovered very interesting details.

    “Mr. Ji likes the band?”

    "Well, listening to LIVE is very enjoyable, but I only have tapes and CDs, and I haven't seen it with my own eyes." Ji Linqiu took a sip of an ice-cold cola and half-jokingly said, "If it weren't for my identity as a teacher, I might have I took the initiative to ask if I could go up and sing two songs."

    Jiang Wang looked sideways: "You go up and try now?"

    "Not today either," Ji Linqiu said with a regretful expression: "It's not appropriate to have colleagues today and students after the launch."

    Jiang Wang found that Ji Linqiu's personality and identity were too contradictory.

    He is a great teacher.

     She is soft-spoken to the students, patient and gentle, and no one can pick out the faults in her words and deeds in school.

    But the closer you get, the more you can see Ji Linqiu's rebelliousness.

    It seems that something is fighting hard, even living in self-denial and double contradiction.

    The former is not a hypocritical performance, and the latter is not a pretentious trend.

    Both are very real, but they don't match.

    Ji Linqiu knew that Jiang Wang was watching him, but strangely did not evade him, as if he was happy to be seen by the other party.

    Even if it gets misunderstood.

    "I have a suggestion." Ji Linqiu walked to the open space beside the fountain and leaned over to look at the site drawn by black tape: "What did you want to put here?"

    "Performance area or popular science exhibition board." Jiang Wangsi thought: "The amusement items are already saturated. Too much will distract their attention."

    "You can get a live abacus mental arithmetic game, as well as a prize-winning word spelling memory," Teacher Ji said casually: "Place three rows of tables and chairs, a host and a speaker, and the stationery guidance book has What to send."

    Jiang Wang hissed.

    "My dear, you are more cruel than me."

    "This kind of thing has always been that children hide and go, and parents compete for comparison, but they will come to buy books and newspapers from you," Ji Linqiu said with emotion: "I just made two strokes for my friend. For business, her phonetic class is not full yet."

    Jiang Wang nodded when he heard the sound, ordered the secretary to do this, and continued to walk in with Ji Linqiu.

    "Is there a situation, are you talking about friends?"

    "What are you talking about." Ji Linqiu shook the ice-blue soda can and said casually, "It's a junior sister who has helped me a lot before, and she will get married next year."

    Jiang Wang was extremely disapproving of the old guys' marriage rush method, but he was vaguely anxious about Ji Linqiu.

    He has absolutely no idea how such a good person in his previous life could end up alone, but it is best not to in this life.

      "

    Jiang Wang's preset answer is either yes or no.

    If yes, he has the responsibility to accompany the teacher out of love and embrace the sunshine, although it sounds strange to Youth Digest, but he will definitely do it.

    If no, there must be another story behind it.

     But Ji Linqiu didn't answer, and her emotions detached.

    His eyes became empty, as if Jiang Wang accidentally opened a room that never existed. There are no walls and floors in it, both existence and nothingness.

    It took a long while to open her eyes.

    "I don't know."

    He is younger than Jiang Wang, but he rarely shows such a confused expression.

    "I don't know what's going to happen to me."

    "Maybe it'll be nothing to do with anyone for the rest of your life."

    Jiang Wang realized that the atmosphere was wrong, and was about to speak to ease, Ji Linqiu laughed at himself.

    "It's an outlier."

     "Maybe you will never fall in love and get married in your whole life, who cares."

    Jiang Wang froze in place, his mind was blank for a few seconds, he quickly changed the subject, and was ready to take him to a good meal.

    "How about you?"

    "Me," the man rubbed his chin: "To be honest, I have been a soldier for many years, and you also know that there is no way to fall in love in that environment."

    "After coming out again, I have to settle down again, and I will be too busy with work." He laughed: "Our progress bars are almost the same, both are zero."

    Ji Linqiu blinked: "I didn't expect it."

    "I didn't expect anything?" Jiang Wang turned to look at him: "Don't make fun of me, I'm going to blush."

    "No," Ji Linqiu frowned and smiled, "I just thought...you seem to have a lot of experience."

    Never talked about it.

    They agree on something amazing, and it's more relaxing to go to a kebab at night.

    If you don't get full marks in life, don't laugh at anyone.

    On August 5th, the first Do Not Forget Carnival was officially held in Jinyue Plaza.

    The whole city, adults and children, waited eagerly for two weeks, and as soon as the day came, the thousand flashing balloons that were available at the entrance were sent out at ten o'clock in the morning, and not allowed in the afternoon. Don't hire three people temporarily to fight and deliver.

    This year, there is no Double Eleven and no Disney. Even if you earn money, you have no desire to spend. It is rare to have a carnival and you are naturally willing to eat and play.

    International

    The fast food stalls are all very tight, and almost everyone has a fresh squeezed juice and creamy smoothie.

    Some adults have never played a lot of projects themselves. They say that they are helping children try their hands. In fact, they rely on the amusement booth and don't go.

    Jiang Wang smelled the messy smell of barbecue and juice in the air, and led Peng Xingwang around for half a circle.

    The venue is larger than he expected, and with the artificial trail loops and functional partitions, it is no problem to stroll around all day.

    Peng Xingwang greeted new and old friends all the way, as if all the children in the old city knew him.

    There were even a few junior high school students who deliberately stopped to chat with him, and then waved goodbye.

    Children also like this lively place very much, they can't stop looking around, and they even take a photo with Jiang Wang in front of the tulip flower wall.

    Then I turned a corner and saw an abacus concentration camp.

    One group of children worked miserably on the spot to count four-digit by four-digit numbers, while the other group memorized words miserably on the spot.

    At the same time, there are parents who are behind the scenes.

    The host next to me shouted as hard as they drank ten cans of Red Bull.

    "Come on! The first child will receive a super invincible luxury gift package - all-inclusive life-long tutoring book! Half-price discount for the advanced class of the phonetic fast calculation entrance examination!"

    Peng Xingwang shuddered.

    "I don't remember this project!"

    "Your teacher Ji said it," Jiang Wang said slowly, "Yes."

    Peng Xingwang took a long breath, and tried to shrink back when he received the resentful eyes of his classmates.

    "Big brother," he said with difficulty, "then I'm... I'm embarrassed by you."

    Jiang Wang stretched out his hand and hit his head three times in a row: "Again! Misuse! Idioms!"

    "Pain Pain!"

    He only played with Peng Xingwang for less than 20 minutes, let the children and friends go crazy together, and dealt with various on-site problems with the field manager.

    What this stall took the place of that one, some parents were strolling around and suddenly found that the little three was dating other men, or the children of so-and-so got separated and cried. .

    Besides busy, remember to visit Peng Jiahui's stall.

    —Business is really not that good.

     Marshmallows are vulgar, but they are still prosperous after 20 years.

    Jiang Wang took his gift naturally, took a big bite and looked at the team behind.

    There was a child next to him protesting: "Why did he cut the queue! You clearly said that it is not allowed to cut the queue!"

    The parents hurriedly took the cub back: "What are you yelling about, he is the boss, and the whole square belongs to him."

    In an instant, more than a dozen children looked at Jiang Wang like watching idols.

    Peng Jiahui was busy with his hands, but he was still distracted and chatting with him.

    "That, brother, can I ask for a leave this afternoon or tomorrow afternoon?"

    Jiang Wang disliked the sweetness of this stuff on the surface, but in fact he ate half of it after two or three bites, and said casually: "Please, please."

    "I finally made some money, and I want to take Xingwang to the carnival and play with him more." Sample…"

    "It's all right," Jiang Wang said sternly: "This booth is yours, the machine is also yours, you can play as long as you want, I'm too busy these two days, you can let the child go back sleep for two days."

    Peng Jiahui nodded again and again, smiling happily.

    He is still addicted to alcohol, after all, this is an inescapable physiological reaction.

    But once you taste the sweetness of being sober, people will not look back.

    The carnival was held until 9:00 pm that night, and the security guard urged and urged people to disperse reluctantly.

    The cleaners swarmed to clean up, and the small trucks drove over to replenish the flower and tree bonsai.

    Jiang Wang stayed in the square and didn't leave, eating half a box of fried rice.

    He didn't take away the big profits, he only charged a little bit of the booth fee.

    Compared to searching for money and accumulating money endlessly, it seems that the city is bustling, happy, and more comfortable than expected.

    It's rare that everyone is happy, very good.

    -2-

    It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Ji Linqiu received the call.

    "Isn't it," he was still writing a lesson plan with his phone in his hand: "Brother Jiang, are you still inviting me out at this point?"

    "Are you coming or not." Jiang Wang said lazily: "If you miss it, there will be no more."

    "Okay, see you where?"

    "Square."

    Ji Linqiu covered the pen and put on a coat at random to go out and call a car.

    The square is still brightly lit.

    Dozens of staff are checking the payment slips and checking the plug-in lines, and many vendors also come to replenish and pack up after a short break.

    "Find me when the excitement is over." Ji Linqiu pretended to be a pity.

    "I'm going to find you again." Jiang Wang pointed back at the distant table: "Let's go up and play."

    The guitar and microphone are all there, so you can sing whatever you like.

    Ji Linqiu didn't plan to be a singer.

    He just likes many things that ordinary people would never do.

    He looked at the empty high platform for a while, it was dark and there was no light, and people nearby were busy loading and unloading, and no one would look.

    "Good."

    Ji Linqiu is not a pinch.

    He walked up the steps with his long legs, tried the sound with his guitar, and sat on the high chair to watch the almost empty audience.

    "What do you sing?" Jiang Wang looked up at him: "Didn't Jay Chou release a new album, it seems to be called Qilixiang?"

    "You are quite trendy." Ji Linqiu smiled, bowed his head and plucked the strings: "I wrote a song, you can listen to it."

    Jiang Wang smiled and looked at him carefully.

    "Don't tell me how long I will live, lest I live up to my age again."

    "People chatting and sticking to each other while the bone broth gurgles."

    "And my soul is too far away, like the moon floating on water."

    "Emotions are wasted, and I forgot all about it."

    A few strings are clear and clean, and the hoarse voice is low and gentle.

    Ji Linqiu played a very simple melody, and the sound of a few chords was very light, making him feel like he was singing a cappella.

    For the first time, he sat in the empty night and sang, facing the empty distance, facing the roaring cicadas.

    "Sometimes I think, when everyone closes their eyes and falls asleep,"

    "Are the places that hurt quietly all the same shape."

    "A place where I want to hug hard and my heart is refrigerated."

    "I was apprehensive, afraid of seeing the dawn."

    Ji Linqiu opened her eyes, her long eyelashes seemed to be flooding.

    "All choices are reweaving memories into a web of redemption,"

    "Maybe one more step forward and there is no need to flee."

    He stopped for a long time after singing, then put the guitar back in place, set the chair, and walked down slowly.

    "I didn't feel anything," Ji Linqiu covered her face with the back of her hand: "I'm still a little embarrassed."

    Jiang Wang was still looking up, as if looking at a rare place he would never go up to.

    They seemed to have made an appointment to take a walk together for some reason. No one suggested that they would walk slowly along the edge of the square.

    Jiang Wang was too lazy to think about the topic, and Ji Linqiu didn't speak.

    After walking for ten minutes, Ji Linqiu looked at him again.

    "How's it going?"

    "It sounds good." Jiang Wang said sincerely: "The voice is good, the tail is long, and it is very comfortable to hear. I won't praise it any more."

    Ji Linqiu glanced at him and continued to walk forward.

    After a few steps, she asked again.

    "What about the words? How about the writing?"

    "You're quite narcissistic." Jiang Wang couldn't help teasing him, but he gave him a good review.

    "Although there is nothing romantic about it, it is very comfortable to hear and I like it very much."

    Ji Linqiu seems to have received an incredible evaluation, so take a closer look at his expression.

    "Really?"

    "I really like it." Jiang Wang waved his hand: "I will be embarrassed if you praise me any more. Let me go."

    Jiang Wang walked beside Ji Linqiu, feeling that this guy is also a philosophical person.

    He said that little Yang Kai has always liked philosophy, from snowing and blooming to getting married and having children, he can always feel a lot of things, and sometimes it's annoying to be long-winded.

    But Teacher Ji's philosophy was inexplicably good for a while.

    He loves it.

    The carnival opened on time on the second day, and the flow of people was even more explosive than the first day, so that Jiang Wang had to call a team of security guards to patrol around to prevent people from getting in through the gaps in the fence. .

    This small city usually makes a noise as if all the young people and children ran out, how come there are so many activities.

    Ji Linqiu had a meeting and training during the day, so I haven't come to play.

    Peng Xingwang tiptoed to a high place to search and search, and finally got a little frustrated.

    But the child can always think of a way. He deliberately selected several books that adults like, and carefully wrapped the grilled ostrich skewers and crispy fried cod sticks in paper. Please Jiang Wang send it to the teacher .

    Jiang Wang worked too much and was so tired that he simply threw it to the assistant secretary to figure it out himself, and made another takeaway for his own children.

    I remembered something before I left, and ran to the side of the plum cake and asked for a large portion.

    The hawker actually recognized him: "You! Aren't you that one!"

    The assistant was afraid that the hawker would be pulling Jiang Wang's fortune-telling, like a bodyguard, ready to reach out to stop him.

    "I still owe you three bags of small cakes! You wait for me to bake it for you!"

    Peng Xingwang was about to take him all the way to the car, when he heard this, he asked curiously, "Why three bags?"

    "Brother, who do you want to give me besides food?"

    Children are still wary of someone competing for favor.

    Jiang Wang didn't bother to explain, so he reached out to pick it up after they finished baking, and tasted a few while it was hot.

    "No need to send, I'm leaving."

    Peng Xing sighed, but didn't respond a bit.

    "Eh?? Didn't you buy this for me??"

    "You brought pocket money." The eldest brother didn't think there was any problem, and took all three bags away by one person: "See you at night, remember to go home early to do your homework."

    "Huh??!"

    He drove away from the square, and his ears, which had been bombarded by the sound of screams all morning, were finally liberated.

    Jiang Wang didn't think about the meaning of the word "heterogeneous" that Ji Linqiu said.

    His soul lives in 2027 and sees the world clearly.

    Do not dress up.

    As usual, the old lady poked the coal stove to boil water at noon, choking the corridor with the stench of sulfur monoxide.

    Jiang Wang pinched his nose and knocked on the door, raising his voice like a child.

    “Ji·la·shi-”

    Ji Linqiu came to open the door after a while, and his wrist was still stained with some red ink that was not dry.

    "Yohe." He laughed: "Is it a star gift? Thank you."

    "Why can't it be given by me?" Jiang Wang is used to entering his house, and he knows how to change slippers: "My child is afraid that you will not be able to go, so I will buy everything I see. "

    "I just didn't eat, so please share with me."

    Ji Linqiu was still revising the papers, as if he was busy with teacher evaluations, and motioned him to eat first.

    "I'll be there later."

    Jiang Wang was not too polite, and went to the kitchen to find dishes to help arrange.

    Hey after entering.

    "How come it's all one-off?"

    The man stuck his head out: "You don't buy porcelain plates?"

    Before Ji Linqiu could talk to him, he went to look through other cabinets.

    "My dear, the cups are all disposable paper cups. Don't teachers use thermos cups now?"

    Ji Linqiu put the pen back again, approached and leaned against the wall to explain.

    "The tea stain is not easy to wash, and the thermos cup is easy to cold after a long time, or the paper cup is convenient to throw away."

    "No," Jiang Wang took out a few paper plates and bowls: "Are you so busy?"

    "Being a teacher is so busy." Ji Linqiu said calmly: "Keeping clean and tidy saves time, no problem."

    Boss Jiang was noncommittal. After making a pot of tea, he arranged all the takeaways that the child took with him. It looked like a decent lunch.

    If it wasn't for Jiang Wanglai, Ji Linqiu might not remember to eat until two or three o'clock.

    He has never been taken care of so carefully and is not used to it.

    Jiang Wang eats slowly and has time to pour him tea.

    "I thought you were having a good time."

    "It's alright," Ji Linqiu remembered something, drinking hot tea and said slowly, "You respect the teacher so much, have you encountered anything before."

    Jiang Wang chewed the ostrich meat with a little effort, but did not evade.

    "Well, taken care of."

    "I was a soldier at the age of fifteen. I just finished junior high school at that time, and the nine-year compulsory education is over. I really can't afford the tuition."

    "I just happened to meet the physical fitness standards, I also won awards in track and field, and I just happened to be recruited into the army."

    The man poured himself a cup of tea without looking at him.

    "The notice was sent to the north, where the snow can be as cold as minus ten degrees, and the toes can be frozen."

    "I was in a daze at the train station and happened to meet that teacher."

    "He recognized me, asked me where I was going, then took off his coat and sent me, saying that it was cold in the north, and the road was small.

    Heart. "

    Jiang Wang remembered something, and his tone gradually slowed down, as if he was admitting his mistake.

    "I kept that coat for many years. At first, the sleeves were too long. Later, when the strips grew taller, I asked the tailor to help me change it. I used the same fabric and the same buttons."

    "But I accidentally fell into the water one year, and the old clothes can't be worn when they are dried again without soaking."

    Ji Linqiu stopped, as if he could see his guilt, and said gently, "That teacher, you must miss him very much."

    Jiang Wang looked up at him and laughed.