Traveling between the 70s and the modern world

Chapter 330 Baptism of the Soul

"Girl, what's wrong with you? Is the air conditioner turned down low?"

Aunt Wu turned around and looked at the temperature set on the air conditioner. It was 26 degrees, the standard setting, not low. Why did this girl keep sneezing?

"Maybe my family misses me."

Lin Qingyan rubbed her nose and decided to finish the work as soon as possible and go back. If she delayed too long, Ye Yi and the others would be worried.

"Aunt Wu, I have something else to do. I'll come and chat with you next time. I need your help to find someone to transport the soy sauce, vinegar, wine, and other condiments to the warehouse."

"Okay, there are people at home, the car and the people are all there, you can just take them there later."

Aunt Wu got up and took Lin Qingyan to the warehouse, watching the workers move the goods she wanted onto the pickup truck.

We followed the car to the warehouse where the vegetables were stored.

"Master, please help me take it down and put it at the door. My family will come and take it away later."

While asking the master for help, Lin Qingyan went into the warehouse and packed some vegetables and fruits for the master to take back to Aunt Wu.

After buying so much soy sauce and vinegar from Aunt Wu, Aunt Wu specially gave her some special wine, which was not for sale. She gave her a few bottles and asked her to give it to others in the future.

She wanted to give money, but Aunt Wu refused. She always returned 9% of the kindness others showed her.

Some people may think she is stupid, and think that by being nice to others, she is just whetting their appetites and making them accustomed to her kindness. If they fail to do the same one day, they will be blamed.

However, Lin Qingyan felt that she was not unconditionally nice to others. If they had different ideas in the future, they could just stop interacting with each other.

There is nothing to worry about. If you live your life again, just follow your heart and do what you want to do.

After the master who was unloading the goods at the door left, Lin Qingyan moved the barrels at the door into the warehouse one by one. In fact, she entered the space after entering the door.

After she had packed up everything, she took out the vegetables and fruits that would be used in the next few days and put them in the warehouse.

It was already evening, and she was hesitating between going back to Beijing or going to Grandpa Lin and Grandma Lin's place. She hadn't visited Grandpa Lin and his family for a while, but if she went at this time, Grandma Lin would definitely not allow her to leave.

Thinking that she might be busy for a while after returning, Lin Qingyan decided to stay at Grandpa Lin's place for one night.

By the time she reached the mountain with her bags, it was already dark.

"grandparents!"

Lin Qingyan shouted loudly from a distance.

Grandma Lin and her family had just finished their meal and were watching TV in the house. The sound they heard was an illusion, so they said to Grandpa Lin beside them:

"Old man, I seem to hear Qingyan's voice, is it my illusion?"

Grandpa Lin then pricked up his ears and listened, then stood up suddenly and said to Grandma Lin:

"Old woman, that's Qingyan's voice. Why is this girl here at this time? I hope something has happened."

After Mr. Lin finished speaking, he did not wait for the old lady and hurried out. It was already dark. They lived on the mountain.

Although there are few big guys in the mountains these days, they still habitually close the gate early to ensure their own safety.

When Lin Qingyan heard the noises in the house and the yard, she smiled and shouted again:

"Grandpa, grandma, it's me, I'm Qingyan."

With a creak, Mr. Lin opened the door and looked at Lin Qingyan, whom he hadn't seen for a while.

"Qingyan, why are you here at this time? Is anything wrong?"

"Grandpa, nothing happened."

Before Lin Qingyan could finish her words, she was hugged by Grandma Lin who had hurried over.

"My dear grandson, why did you show up at this time? Although grandma is very happy to see you, it's already dark now and I can't help but worry."

Lin Qingyan hugged Grandma Lin with her backhand.

"Grandma, I'm sorry to have made you worry. I just returned to Xishui Town today and will be back tomorrow afternoon. I wanted to go up the mountain before it gets dark so that I can stay with you for one more night."

"We are very happy that you can come to see us. Don't smear us next time. Do you hear me?"

Grandma Lin now pulled Lin Qingyan into the house, and Grandpa Lin went to pick up the things that Lin Qingyan had just put down when she hugged Grandma Lin.

"Grandma, I get it. I won't do it again next time."

Lin Qingyan followed the old lady into the house very obediently.

"Hurry up and wash your hands. Grandma will make you something to eat." Grandma Lin pulled Lin Qingyan to the water tank and scooped water for her to wash her hands.

"Grandma, do you have noodles at home? Just make me a bowl of noodles."

Lin Qingyan looked at the clean kitchen and guessed that they had finished their meal.

"Yes, grandma's hand-rolled noodles are delicious. Wait for me, grandma will knead the dough now."

Grandma Lin was eager to get the flour and noodles, but Lin Qingyan saw the noodles next to the flour and hurriedly stopped the old lady.

"Grandma, just these noodles will do. The hand-rolled noodles you make must be delicious. I'm afraid I won't be able to resist eating too much and won't be able to sleep well at night."

"Noodles are not as delicious as hand-rolled noodles. Noodles are for lazy people. Grandma is a hardworking person. She never gets tired."

Grandma Lin insisted on making hand-rolled noodles, and Lin Qingyan had no choice but to accept.

"Grandma, I'm strong, let me knead the dough. You can teach me how to make hand-rolled noodles later. I can knead the dough, but I can't roll the noodles."

Lin Qingyan washed her hands again and prepared to do it herself.

Grandpa Lin had already sat under the stove, waiting for the fire to be lit, while listening to the boss chattering non-stop, and listening to the granddaughter he recognized halfway, constantly teasing his old lady.

The corners of his eyes were slightly moist, and when the two people next to him were not paying attention, he quietly wiped away his tears.

Lin Qingyan made hand-rolled noodles under the guidance of Grandma Lin. In fact, Ms. Liu Huizhen also knew how to make hand-rolled noodles before, but in the past few years, the flour was a fine product.

Normally, we eat coarse grains. We also add some coarse grains to the noodles we make at home, such as beans ground into powder or mixed with sorghum flour.

The taste of these mixed noodles is definitely not as good as pure flour.

After eating a bowl of hand-rolled noodles made from white flour, Lin Qingyan sat in the yard with Grandpa Lin and Grandma Lin to enjoy the cool air.

"It's still cooler in the mountains. At the foot of the mountain, you can't sit still without air conditioning, but in the mountains, you don't even need a palm-leaf fan. I think when I get old, I want to live in the mountains for my retirement."

Lin Qingyan has seen the prosperity of the city these days, and the sharp contrast between the world in 79 and the world decades later.

Now, sitting in the mountains after having eaten and drunk enough, listening to the calls of animals around me, I feel that my soul has been baptized.

Lin Qingyan didn't know that while she was baptizing her soul on the mountain, Ms. Liu Huizhen was also baptizing the souls of Ye Yi, Wang Lanlan and others.