MTL - The Gold is Yours, You Are Mine-Chapter 29 hot pot

Jian Changnian went back to the dormitory first, took a shower and changed clothes, and then went straight to the public phone booth at the end of the corridor to make calls.

As soon as the national competition is about to start, she wants to put all her energy into winning the first place. After all, she is far away from home, and she will come back and forth again and again, which will delay the training tomorrow morning.

Secondly, she joined the team for a short period of time, and only received half a month's salary allowance, which had already been sent home in full, so she could save a little bit.

Even if she couldn't go home, she still wanted to hear her grandmother's voice. Jian Changnian pressed the dial button and called the village committee first.

After hanging up the phone, after waiting for about half an hour, the bell rang, and Jian Changnian picked it up, and heard grandma's voice.

"Grandma!" She beamed with joy: "How is your health recently? Are your legs and feet getting better? Are you able to walk on the ground? I asked Zhou Mu to bring you back the knee pads. Is it suitable for you? And the money I sent , have you received all of them?"

Concerned like a cannonball, grandma smiled from ear to ear.

"Received, received. Grandma recently raised a few more ducks. They are white and fat. When you come home for the Chinese New Year, I will cook them for you. Silly boy, keep the money for yourself. Everything is fine, grandma."

"That can't be done. I want to give my money to grandma. The doctor also said that you have high blood pressure and you need to take medicine for a long time."

"You, take care of yourself, and grandma will be satisfied. It's winter. Is it cold in Jiangcheng? Do you have any thick clothes to wear? I'll make you another pair of cotton trousers, and I'll send them to you at the post office another day."

It's hard for her to do farm work and do needlework for her at such a young age, Jian Changnian's eyes felt hot, and she was afraid that if she really sent it to school, she would not receive it, so she hurriedly refused.

"No, no, grandma, let Zhou Mu go to Zhou Mu someday when she goes home. I'll tell her that it costs money to go to the post office."

"How can this work? It's always troublesome."

Jian Changnian covered the receiver with a smile all over her face.

"Why not? She didn't eat less of your cooking."

The two chatted about some household chores.

The old man was still worried: "Xiao Nian, are you really not coming back for the holidays? Even if it's just for an afternoon, grandma... wants to see you."

Jian Changnian had a sore nose and almost shed tears.

She sniffed, trying not to let her grandma hear the difference.

"Grandma, the factory is really busy and I can't leave. I will definitely be able to go back before the New Year. I will earn money to buy you new clothes. Let's celebrate the New Year together."

Hearing what she said, grandma also let out a long sigh.

"Well, take care of yourself. It's cold, so wear thicker clothes. Internships are important, but you can't catch a cold."

"Got it, grandma~" Jian Changnian replied sweetly.

"Hey, then I'll hang up first."

The grandma who came home packed up her things, thinking that Jane Changnian would be home for the holidays this week, and there was still meat stewing in her pot.

Grandma looked at the fire, and added more firewood. Finally, the fire was high to collect the juice, and the braised pork was ready.

She limped into the bedroom again on crutches, and found the cotton trousers made for Jian Changnian from the closet, as well as the knee pads she had sent back from Zhou Mu. The old man touched the thick woolen material, and felt a little Reluctant to wear it, I put it away again.

After packing the cotton trousers and a few other sweaters, the meat in the pot was also stewed.

Grandma limped to the kitchen with the burden again, shoveled the braised pork into the iron lunch box, closed the lid, put it in a plastic bag, and put a strong cloth bag on the outside of the plastic bag to keep it warm. With a bag in his arms, he tremblingly locked the courtyard door and walked to the only bus station in the countryside.

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Just as Xie Shi'an came downstairs, he happened to see Cheng Zhen running over from the next door to play with her.

"Shi'an, Shi'an, go out and play." Cheng Zhen saw her from a distance and waved to her.

Xie Shi'an turned on his toes and walked towards the teacher's dormitory building.

Cheng Zhen chased after him and stopped him.

"I'm calling you! What's the matter with you, if you hear it, pretend you didn't hear it!"

"If I don't go, I'll just take half a day off, I'm too lazy to run." Xie Shi'an didn't even frown, and didn't want to talk to him.

Just as Cheng Zhen was about to say something, there was a smell of hot pot in the air, his eyes lit up, and he sniffed hard again.

"Hot pot? Who is cooking the hot pot? Why can I smell the smell of hot pot? It smells so good!"

Xie Shi'an: "..."

In this way, when Xie Shi'an arrived at Yan Xinyuan's dormitory, there was another follower behind him.

Jian Changnian was a little surprised to see him.

"why did he come here?"

Xie Shi'an saw that Cheng Zhen was acquainted, and he didn't need to introduce him, so he started a hot fight with the few remaining people in the room.

"I begged for nothing to follow."

Jian Changnian nodded, because Cheng Zhen and Zhou Mu are really the same kind of people just because they are familiar with each other.

The house assigned to the coach by the unit is not very big, with two bedrooms and one living room. There is also a kotatsu table in the living room, which is very warm with a fire.

Several other team members who did not go home came, and Yan Xinyuan came out of the kitchen with an apron on.

"Yo, Shi'an is here, sit down, this is..."

Although Cheng Zhen had never met Coach Yan, he had been with Qiao Yuchu and the others for a long time, and knew that this was the famous "Mediterranean".

He bared his big white teeth and wanted to greet someone without even thinking about it: "Hey..."

Jian Changnian and Xie Shi'an's minds were ringing alarm bells, and at the same time, one stepped on him, and the other kicked him from behind.

Cheng Zhen staggered and was almost kicked onto the stove. Yan Xinyuan looked at their small movements suspiciously.

Cheng Zhen finally came back to his senses, stood up straight, scratched his head and quickly changed his words: "It's...it's cold down there. Hello, Coach Yan. I'm Shi'an's friend, Cheng Zhen from the swimming team next door!"

"I didn't go home either. Come, come, sit down, and go to the stove to warm up. I'll get a pair of bowls and chopsticks. The hot pot will be ready soon. There are melon seeds and peanuts on the table. You can eat first."

Yan Xinyuan greeted them warmly and entered the kitchen again.

Jian Changnian also followed: "Coach Yan, I'll help you."

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Although I don't know where Jian Changnian is doing her internship, Grandma Jian still remembers where her school is. She went with her on the day of registration. When Jian Changnian came back, she wrote down the exact location and bus routes for her in a small book superior.

The old man squinted at her handwriting, and in the distance, a car horn sounded. Grandma tiptoed to see that it was a bus going into the city, waved tremblingly, and the bus stopped in front of her.

The old man got into the car with a cane.

The car drove away slowly.

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"Come on, have a taste, this hot pot base is all fried by myself."

Yan Xinyuan brought up the pot and put it on the stove. The red oil was boiling, gurgling and steaming, and watching it made people's index fingers move.

The team has nutritious meals every day, almost turning people into monks, and Cheng Zhen is about to shed his voice: "Then I will not be polite."

They are all a group of teenagers. It is the time when they grow up and have a good appetite. Eating food is like a hungry tiger rushing to eat, like a war. A pot of cooked ingredients is quickly wiped out. .

Yan Xinyuan was also happy to see them eating so deliciously, he didn't move his chopsticks much, he was busy serving the dishes.

"Hey, wait a minute, the beef has just been cooked, and it's not cooked yet."

Don't look at Zhao Qidong who was afraid that he would die when he was training, but he would be full of food and mutter.

"Coach Yan, there is only food here, but nothing to drink. If there is another glass of iced Coke, it will be perfect."

Yan Xinyuan sternly said: "The game is about to start, I don't know if carbonated drinks can't be drunk."

Everyone in the room howled in dissatisfaction.

"Come on, I know you like this one. Coke is not good, but orange juice, you can still drink a little."

Everyone's eyes lit up when he took out a bucket of orange juice from under the table.

Zhao Qidong knocked on the bowl exaggeratedly: "Long live Coach Yan!!"

"Come on, stop talking nonsense, and just don't embarrass me during the game."

Cheng Zhen ate meat and drank drinks, almost shedding kelp tears with happiness: "Woo, your coach is doing well."

Jian Changnian whispered: "You didn't see how strict he was during the training..."

Xie Shi'an picked up a piece of meat and nodded in sympathy.

Someone proposed.

"It's just a holiday today, let's replace the wine with a drink, let's touch one, and wish Coach Yan a happy holiday and good health."

Yan Xinyuan also picked up the cup: "This is good, this is good, but there is one more thing to add. I also wish you a satisfactory result in the national competition, your wishes come true, and your future is bright!"

Everyone in the room raised their glasses and clinked together.

There was a stove burning in the room, and the hot pot was boiling, making everyone's faces flushed and brimming with joy.

In the days that followed, Jian Changnian had never seen Yan Xinyuan smile so heartily, even when she won many championships and wanted to show him to make him happy, he was no longer alive.

Later, Jian Changnian often thought that if she really had a time machine, no matter what the price was, she would still want to return to this moment, the rare moment in her life where she felt happy.

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The old man got off the bus at the bus station and changed to a bus, bumping all the way, still holding the lunch box in his arms tightly.

Finally arrived at the stop, Grandma Jane limped out of the car with the support of a kind-hearted person on crutches.

"Son, may I ask, where is Jiangcheng Vocational and Technical College?"

However, I haven't been here for more than half a year, and the old man already doesn't know the way.

The kind-hearted man pointed to the school across the road.

"Here, that is, let me help you there."

"Eh, okay, thank you."

On New Year's Day, the students were on holiday, and the security guard was drowsy in the sentry box, when suddenly someone knocked on the glass.

He opened the window: "Who? Who are you looking for?"

Grandma Jane smiled: "I asked Jian Changnian from Class 3, Class 11 Auto Repair, and she said that she had gone to a factory for an internship. I don't know if she is in school now..."

The old man looked at him with hope in his eyes.

The security guard frowned: "What kind of internship? Isn't it too early for grade 11 students to do internship?"

The smile on Grandma Jane's face gradually disappeared, and her expression was a little anxious: "But she told me that she went to practice, and she still lives in the school dormitory. She just goes to work in the factory every day during the day, and she still gets paid every month. ..."

The more the security heard, the more something was wrong. Seeing that she was getting older, she probably came to look for the child, so after thinking about it, she picked up the phone.

"Wait a while, I'll call their class teacher and ask."

Only then did Grandma Jane feel relieved: "Hey, okay, okay, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Hey, is this Teacher Li? Hey, that's it. A parent of a student in your class came here, called Jian Changnian..."

"What? Already dropped out of school? Hey, okay, I see, I'll tell her."

The security guard hung up the phone: "Did you hear it? You're out of school, and you're not here anymore. Let's go."

The old man who still had hope in his eyes just now panicked and refused to leave on crutches.

"Suspension of school? What is suspension of school? What does it mean? Why is he not here anymore..."

The security guard came out of the sentry box to chase people away.

"Oh, a suspension means not going to school, and going to do something else. Who can control such an old child if he doesn't want to go to school? He still goes to school to find someone, really."

The old man refused to leave, and was pushed too hard, so he grabbed the security guard's sleeve and begged in a low voice.

"My granddaughter's parents have not been around since she was a child. I am the only family member. Our country is far away from the city. She hasn't been home for several months. I just came to find her. Please, tell me Where did she leave school?"

The security guard scratched his head. He hung up the phone too quickly just now, and he didn't remember the address Mr. Li said.

"It seems to be called... training base?"

It's not easy to go to the city. After a long journey, the old man already felt a little exhausted while leaning on crutches, and he was stimulated again, and his expression became a little dazed. He was worried about Jane's constant reading, but also a little angry, complaining that she didn't even drop out of school. Discuss with yourself.

Before she knew it, Grandma Jane had already walked into the middle of the road.

Before the security guard returned to the sentry box, he heard a harsh horn sound. He turned his head hastily, and a motorcycle sped by. The old man had already collapsed in the middle of the road, and the lunch box in his arms fell to the ground.

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The night outside the window was getting darker, the atmosphere in the room was in full swing, the hot pot was bubbling and steaming, and Yan Xinyuan's cell phone rang suddenly.

Who would look for him during the holidays?

Yan Xinyuan put down his chopsticks: "Eat first, I'll answer the phone."

He went outside with his mobile phone, and when he entered the room again, he looked a little anxious, looking at Jian Chang, hesitant to speak.

"Chang Nian, fast, follow me to the hospital."

Jian Chang didn't know what to read and said, "Coach Yan..."

Yan Xinyuan pulled him up: "Don't dawdle, let's go first, let's talk on the way."

At the moment when someone stumbled and dragged him away, Jian Changnian already had a premonition of something, and his eyes slowly turned red.

Yan Xinyuan held the steering wheel, while driving, he comforted Jian Changnian who was sitting in the co-pilot and weeping silently.

"Don't be afraid, the person has been sent to the hospital as soon as possible, and the doctor is in the rescue, let's go over and see the situation..."

In the end, even he felt that the comfort was somewhat weak, and Jian Changnian went from choking to crying directly.

"It's all my fault...Coach Yan...it's all my fault...I shouldn't have called her this afternoon...I wish I could just go home...It's all my fault...If I hadn't lied to her...she wouldn't have come to see me..."

Yan Xinyuan shifted back into gear, raised the car to the fastest speed, and dodged left and right in the crowded traffic.

"Chang Nian, I understand your feelings, but now is not the time to say anyone's fault, be strong, grandma definitely doesn't want to see you blame yourself so much."

After getting off the expressway, during the evening peak hours of the holidays, the city's main roads are blocked.

Even though Yan Xinyuan was honking his horn desperately, the vehicle in front remained motionless. When he was at a loss what to do, a motorcycle chased him up from the rearview mirror.

Motorbikes honked their horns to evacuate the vehicles ahead, and forced a way out of the crowded traffic. The people sitting in the back seat were wearing helmets, and waved at them, motioning them to follow.

Jian Changnian was a little dazed, with tears still hanging on her face.

The person sitting in the back seat took off his helmet, it was Xie Shi'an.

Cheng Zhen saw them coming up from the rearview mirror, turned the accelerator to the maximum, and roared all the way down the elevated road.

"Orange Juice, take Qing'an Road, it's faster over there."

Cheng Zhen nodded, turned the corner with the van behind, and drove away from the main road of the city.

In terms of familiarity with the roads, the two locals, Cheng Zhen and Xie Shi'an, were better, leading them to take the fastest shortcut to the hospital.