who called him an onion essence

The taste of the year was very strong during that period of time, and then gradually faded away.Neither of them had any relatives here, so they went back to Yang Sheng's hometown, and when they came back, Yang Cong started school.

After that, the senior high school entrance examination quietly approached.

Unlike Xiao Shengchu back then, Yang Sheng didn't seem to be so nervous, and he still carefully checked the children with the same equipment.Under the eager eyes of the child, he kissed him on the face and sent him into the examination room.Looking at a group of high-spirited candidates, Yang Sheng suddenly remembered that the bottle of purple onions that hadn't bloomed for a long time was now a very outstanding child.

If it comes to the college entrance examination, his mood will change again.

Because there are many subjects in the senior high school entrance examination, after several days of tossing, Yang Cong threw himself into Yang Sheng's arms when he finished the last one.He no longer resisted the urge to hand in the paper early as last time, but came out as soon as he finished it and checked it a bit.At the same time, the rest of the candidates were still writing and writing, and the parents who were also anxiously waiting at the school gate could not help casting doubtful or curious glances at him.Those who know him will say that this is a young genius who jumped up a grade. He didn't do well in physics and chemistry after entering junior high school, but he was already ranked in the top three of the whole class before.As a result, the voices became more noisy, and more people looked towards this side.

Yang Cong didn't care too much, hugged his uncle for a while, and then raised his head: "I want to eat watermelon! With ice cubes!"

"We'll talk when we get home." Yang Sheng also had a smile on his face, and didn't ask him why he came out so early, anyway, the child would always surprise him in the end.As for watermelon, buy a big one on the way home, cut it in half after chilling, let the child wipe off the sweat on his body, and dig it with a spoon while watching TV.

Sure enough, the child was very happy with this. After returning home, he rested for a while, happily sitting on the sofa with a big watermelon in his arms.Yang Sheng also changed his clothes, wearing a vest, and watched the drama with him.To be honest, Yang Sheng didn't have much interest in these things, but there was a public service advertisement shot by Yang Cong on the way, because there was Cheng Jun in it, so the advertisement attracted a lot of attention when it came out.At that time, Yang Sheng recorded it on purpose, leaving only Yang Cong's footage, and found someone to engrave it into a CD and store it in a glass cabinet in the living room.

Yang Cong didn't feel shy at all, he watched his crying scene in the commercial with wide eyes, and even secretly laughed in his heart.Since the shooting of this commercial, the neighbors have grown to like him more and more, and some people came to ask about some details during the shooting.Yang Cong picked out what he could speak to the outside world, and pointed them out, making him even more famous on the street.He didn't stop Yang Sheng from engraving CDs for collection, and even slapped the door of the cabinet brazenly: "In the future, all the things I shoot and the awards I win will be put in there!" In this way, even if he goes to high school, If you can't come back often after studying in university, Yang Sheng will always think about him.

See things and think about people.

The house already has a wall covered with Yang Cong's awards, and Yang Sheng nodded in agreement. He has to wipe the cabinet clean every few days.

However, Yang Sheng didn't want his children to go to filming, and repeated orders, asking him to concentrate on studying after he entered high school.After all, in his heart, someone as smart as a child should go to Tsingbei University in the future. This is the hope that every parent has. "If there is a trophy for the English competition in mathematics competition, I will put the first floor for you." He added meaningfully.

"..." Yang Cong turned his head silently.

The advantage of public service advertisements is that they will not be easily replaced. At the same time, regardless of the size of the TV station, it is basically mandatory to broadcast, so the audience will always see certain advertisements played in a loop.Director Qi Kuang's works are of course high-quality products. Whether it's Cheng Jun, who is already on fire, or Yang Cong, who was pulled from the street, they are all remarkable in stewing chicken soup for life.Especially Yang Cong, that silent crying scene made many people remember him, and some advertisers even thought he was cute and painful, and asked him repeatedly if they could make an advertisement.

Yang Sheng refused, saying that the child should concentrate on studying for the senior high school entrance examination, so as to let those "mad bees and butterflies" settle down.

Regarding this, the culprit, Qi Kuang, happily called to chat with the child, and they chatted for most of the night, calling it a whisper, so that Yang Sheng would not eavesdrop.Yang Cong is also grown up now, and has his own little secret. He agreed not to tell him, so he only cared about chatting with others, and didn't reveal a word when it was over.

After chasing the drama, it was night without knowing it. Yang Sheng made the bed, hesitated for a moment, and said to the child: "Have you decided which high school to go to?"

"Of course it's No. [-] Middle School." Yang Cong wiped his hair and felt it was dry, so he dropped the towel and threw himself under the bed.

Yang Sheng nodded: "Then we will live on campus, the new campus is in the suburbs."

Yang Cong didn't care: "Just come and see me on the weekend!"

After hearing the answer, Yang Sheng's expression changed slightly, as if he was a little unhappy: "Why didn't you actively want to live in school before?"

"I was still young at that time." Yang Cong said confidently, "Now that I have grown up, of course I have to try to stay away from home. I have to go out of the province to go to university. It is better to adapt early."

This reason is really convincing, but Yang Sheng always feels that something is wrong.After getting into bed, he looked at the little one that started to sleep with his back facing him, and his suspicions grew stronger.To be honest, the child is already grown up, and he should have learned to be independent long ago, at least he has to sleep in a separate bed with his parents.In the past, Yang Cong always liked to act like a baby, saying that he would be afraid, and kept refusing to leave, rolling into Yang Sheng's arms every night.However, the child seems to have changed his temper recently, not only offered to live in school, but also slowly maintained a distance from Yang Sheng.

Like the relationship between real Chinese parents and children, close but not close.

Yang Sheng didn't sleep well all night, besides thinking about Yang Cong's sudden change, he also had feelings that he couldn't explain clearly.If we say that in the past, we were worried that the children would be far away and could not take care of themselves; now that the children are older, it is also appropriate to go to live in school.He shouldn't have this kind of sense of loss or even wanting to stop it—Yang Sheng turned over, still unable to straighten out the messy threads in his head.

And Yang Cong was heartless, sleeping soundly.

Always silent.

At the beginning of July, the results of the high school entrance examination were released, and Yang Cong's name was listed high on the honor roll posted by the school.He is the third in the city, slightly inferior in physics and chemistry, but excellent in other subjects.

Yang Sheng was busy rejecting a bunch of interview requests again, looked at the guy half paralyzed eating popsicles on the sofa, and couldn't help but smile helplessly.He just received a call from the leader of No. [-] Middle School. The other party said that Yang Cong's grades are very good. If he chooses their school, he will directly enter the key class.Although it is rare to mention common things such as points, but in fact, everyone knows that the teachers in the so-called front-ranking classes are better than others, and the students are also good students, and the learning atmosphere is very comfortable.

"Okay, thank you." Yang Sheng couldn't avoid it. For an ordinary parent, No. [-] Middle School is undoubtedly the best choice.This joy dilutes the melancholy of thinking about the child leaving his side.

Seeing the joy on his brows, Yang Cong was willing to get up and asked in a firm tone, "Is he from No. [-] Middle School?"

Yang Sheng walked over and sat beside him: "Yes, are you happy?"

"Of course." Yang Cong smiled with crooked eyebrows.

"Without conscience, I won't be able to come back often in the future." Yang Sheng rubbed the top of his hair.

As if aware of the change in the other party's mood, Yang Cong rubbed his palm obediently: "Uncle will miss me, right?"

Yang Sheng replied with what he just said: "Of course."

"That's good." Yang Cong lowered his head and buried himself in the opponent's arms.

……

Finally, it was the day when school started. Yang Sheng brought people over early and blew a cold wind all the way.Yang Cong was very energetic, holding his uncle's hand and secretly interlocking his fingers.

Among a group of first-year high school students, Yang Cong, who was only "thirteen or fourteen years old", stood out, and his closeness with his parents was rare.After talking to Yang Sheng for a while, and listening to his ears full of instructions, he walked towards the dormitory step by step.Even though he made a decision early in the morning, Yang Mingbai said that he really had to learn how to leave home, and he was very sad.

The only thing I can do is keep telling myself: It's all...worth it.

Yang Sheng stood where he was, and only sighed long after the figure dragging his luggage disappeared from sight.

When the child grows up, he will eventually leave home, and in the future he may travel far and wide, gradually losing contact.Isn't it the same for those parents and children whose blood is thicker than water?Although he is Yang Cong's only relative, but without the bond of blood, they will never be as close as they are now.