Chapter 382: Set out to find grandma
Shen Qingran took out a few slices of Astragalus and spread them flat on the table.
She picked up the bamboo scraper, tapped the back of the blade with her index finger, turned her wrist slightly, and the medicinal material formed a thin layer under the blade.
Chen Ziyang came over and was stunned when he saw Shen Qingran's little finger curling inward.
His eyes were fixed on Shen Qingran's flying fingertips.
It was so familiar, so familiar that he thought he was doing it himself.
Seeing Shen Qingran immersing the roasted astragalus into the honey, stirring it three and a half circles with bamboo chopsticks, his Adam's apple rolled violently: "Where did you learn this technique...?"
Shen Qingran's movements froze in mid-air.
Huo Tingxiao had quietly stood behind her, and he saw that Shen Qingran's eyes were red.
He wanted to do something, but she stopped him.
"I was taught by an old pharmacist when I was an apprentice in the pharmacy in my hometown."
Shen Qingran lowered her eyes and spread out the honey-processed Astragalus. She caught a glimpse of Professor Chen's suspicious look out of the corner of her eye.
Chen Ziyang picked up a piece of Astragalus and put it to his nose and sniffed it. The honey fragrance was mixed with a unique smoky aroma, which was exactly the same as the cypress fire he usually used when preparing it.
"This honey roasting method requires at least three hours of slow simmering. You just..."
"It's three and a half hours." Shen Qingran interrupted him, "I heard that simmering it for half a minute longer can make the medicinal properties warmer."
After saying this, Chen Ziyang was even more surprised that Zhi could use this method himself.
This little girl.
He looked at Shen Qingran curiously, feeling inexplicably familiar.
"Where are you from?"
At this time, Shen Qingran was already extremely certain that this was Grandpa Chen from that era.
That is to say, it is possible that grandma lived in this era.
At this time, Shen Qingran's mind was violently shaken.
"Professor Chen, we have something else to do. We will visit you later."
"Hey, comrade, don't go."
Shen Qingran paused there, and saw Chen Ziyang take out a notebook from the room, "This is the note I often record when preparing medicinal materials. If you are interested, you can take a look at it. After reading it, you can send it to the director of traditional Chinese medicine."
Shen Qingran looked at the notes in her hand, her fingertips clenched tightly.
"Okay, thank you, Professor Chen."
Chen Ziyang looked at her back and sighed. It was amazing that there were people in this world who prepared medicinal materials in exactly the same way as he did.
I don't know why, but I felt very comfortable looking at her. When I thought about how I gave him the notes without verifying anything, I felt that I was a little abnormal.
However, this feeling is indeed wonderful.
Shen Qingran got into the car and sat in the passenger seat in a daze.
I opened the note and looked at the familiar font on it.
Her nose felt sore.
"Ting Xiao."
Huo Tingxiao wiped the corners of her eyes with his fingers and said, "Be good, don't cry. It's a good thing that you found it. It proves that grandma can definitely find it, right?"
Seeing her cry, his heart felt like it was cut by a knife.
Shen Qingran flipped through the notes. She had seen this before in her previous life. It was thicker and a little older than this one.
Shen Qingran ran his fingers over the notes above.
The voice was trembling, as if excited and afraid.
Huo Tingxiao stopped the car and reached out to touch the back of her head.
"Ranran, tell me your grandma's address and I'll send someone to look for her."
Shen Qingran looked at the road ahead, not knowing what he was thinking.
His eyes were somewhat empty.
Then, he seemed to have made up his mind. "Ting Xiao still has a week left before school starts. I want to go and see it myself."
He turned to look at Huo Tingxiao, his eyes filled with seriousness.
"Ting Xiao, I just want to go and take a look."
If it was this era, grandma should still be around, then her parents...
Shen Qingran suddenly felt a little timid.
It's not like she hadn't thought about this question before.
If she could go back in time one day, she would like to ask those two people.
If you were going to abandon her, why did you give birth to her?
Huo Tingxiao looked at her with a slightly deep expression, and then he reached out and touched her cheek.
"Okay, you must pay attention to your safety."
Shen Qingran nodded.
There are some things that Huo Tingxiao is not suitable to participate in after all.
You can solve it by yourself.
The two returned home.
Huo Tingxiao told his family that the school had sent Shen Qingran out to study for a week.
Back in the room, Shen Qingran looked at Huo Tingxiao, feeling a little awkward.
"Ting Xiao, will you be angry?"
Huo Tingxiao smiled, stretched out his hand to hold the person in his arms, and put one hand on his lap.
"I'll wait for the day when you feel you can take me with you, okay?"
Shen Qingran buried her head in his chest and took a few breaths.
"Um."
Shen Qingran raised her head and kissed his chin, "I will."
Huo Tingxiao's eyes gradually deepened, and the back of his hand arched with blue veins of forbearance, "I have to go out tomorrow."
Shen Qingran listened to his hoarse voice and some suppressed desire, and kissed his throat again and again.
"fine."
One sentence is like a raging fire that spreads across the prairie.
Shen Qingran just felt that Huo Tingxiao was really enthusiastic today, and she really regretted that she should not have let him go.
After one night, I don’t know what year it is.
Finally, Huo Tingxiao stared at the human life burp glove in his hand in a daze.
Broken?
How to do this?
"Wife, this thing is broken."
Shen Qingran was confused and asked, "What's broken?"
"condom."
"Ah?" Shen Qingran was dazed. "It should not be my ovulation period. It's okay."
He tilted his head and fell asleep.
Huo Tingxiao thought that since his wife said it was okay, it should be okay, right?
The next day.
Shen Qingran packed her things and Huo Tingxiao sent her to take the train.
"My grandma lives in Hebei. It shouldn't take more than a day for me to get there."
"I will call you every day then."
"Okay, be safe."
The green train swayed as it entered Hebei Province.
Shen Qingran looked at the poplar trees flying by outside the window, her nails digging deeply into her palms.
She always remembered that her grandmother liked to hug her and talk about the past.
"No. 37 Huaihua Lane" is the place where my grandmother said she lived in her previous life.
Later, I moved to another city because of her.
As his thoughts spread, Shen Qingran listened to the sound of the train arriving at the station and hurriedly got off.
The train station was filled with the smell of coal smoke, and Shen Qingran was squeezed in the crowd with her bag on her back.
Her grandmother's name is Lin Shulan.
Shen Qingran asked people along the way and walked towards the place in his memory.
Arrived at the approximate place.
She grabbed the old lady selling popsicles and said, "Old comrade, how do I get to No. 37 Huaihua Lane?"
The old man pointed to the bluestone road at the corner of the street: "It's the third locust tree at the entrance of the alley, but the Shen family moved away a long time ago. I heard that their son got into trouble and the man drank too much and sold the house."
Shen Qingran was stunned for a moment, but still walked over.
The locust trees in Locust Blossom Lane were in bloom. Shen Qingran stood in front of No. 37, looking at the mottled red-painted door knocker, and suddenly the nursery rhyme that her grandmother often hummed rang in her ears.
The door creaked open a crack, revealing a little girl in a red scarf: "Who are you looking for?"
Shen Qingran was stunned when looking at the little girl in front of her. This was not the same as when she was little.
"Excuse me, does Lin Shulan live here?"
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