After picking up the young master lost by the wealthy

Jiang Yao fetched a few pots of boiling water, went downstairs and brought up a bucket of well water, and put Xiaoci into the basin.

He had helped Xiaoci take a bath last time, and this time he was very familiar with the process of washing, Xiaoci grabbed a piece of soap, blushed and stared at the water.

Jiang Yao slapped him on the back: "Are you hot? Why are you blushing?"

Xiao Ci said, "I want to take a bath by myself."

Jiang Yao: "You have an injury on your body, how do you wash it, with your butt pouted?"

Xiaoci squeezed the soap, saw Jiang Yao's face in the smog, and repeated stubbornly: "I wash it myself."

"Damn it, I'm still not willing to serve you. Hurry up and wash it. After washing it, I'll wash it."

Jiang Yao kicked the basin, the water in it sloshed and splashed on Xiaoci's face.

Xiaoci wiped off the water on his face, took a shower silently, and poured the water onto the roof silently.

Jiang Yao brought out a bucket of water and poured the remaining pot of boiling water into it. The white smoke was clearly floating in the air.

Xiao Ci stood still and looked at him, Jiang Yao turned to him, and took off his shirt neatly.His skin glowed white under the sun, his muscles were well-proportioned, slender and slender, and after taking off his pants, he revealed two white and delicate long legs.

Xiao Ci saw Jiang Yao stepping on Lao Hu today. Jiang Yao's legs were as beautiful as his, and he didn't know what it would be like to step on him.

He thought thoughtfully: Anyway, it hurts when you kick someone.

Jiang Yao poured the water directly, stood on the roof and began to wash.

Xiaoci muttered, "I'll catch a cold."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yao shivered.

He was freezing to death, so he washed it quickly, wiped it twice with a towel, and put on a suspender.

Xiao Ci's eyes widened.

It was not the first time Jiang Yao wore Jiang Meili's clothes.

The quality of Jiang Meili's clothes is much better than his, and she is also idle when she is idle, and she doesn't wear white clothes.

At home, no one would ask him what he was wearing.

The suspenders were loosely put on him, making Jiang Yao look like a short-haired, flat-chested girl.His hair was wet, and water droplets dripped down from the end of his hair, every drop fell on Xiao Ci's side, and seemed to hit his face.

After Jiang Yao took a shower, water droplets rolled on his skin, his lips were lined with bright red and chubby, which made people want to kiss him very much.

Xiaoci stared at him, Jiang Yao pushed him away: "Go to hell, don't get in the way."

Xiaoci asked him, "Why are you wearing mother's clothes?"

Jiang Yao put down the barrel, grabbed the strap and wiped his face, using the strap as an old man's vest, it has no sense of beauty.

"none of your business."

He rummaged through the box and found a pair of trousers to wear, then threw his and Xiaoci's clothes into the basin, and threw them on the roof to come back to wash.

Xiaoci looked at his suspenders curiously, just like a boy is interested in a woman's bra for the first time, Xiaoci has never seen such clothes before, wearing them on Jiang Yao has almost no sense of disobedience.

He stared bluntly, annoyed Jiang Yao.

"Go away, don't get in the way of my eyes, find a place to stay by yourself."

Xiaoci used all the hot water to take a bath, and Jiang Yao used cold water for the rest of the bath, and now she is shivering from the cold.

After pouring cold water, Jiang Yao regained consciousness, and only then realized that he had softened his heart for a moment at noon today and made a wrong political decision.

He actually let Xiao Ci enter the room!

It's too late to regret it now, people have been brought back, what will it look like to be driven out again?

Jiang Yao thought while getting dressed: How about letting him stay for one night and leave tomorrow?

But he said this too many times, every time he let Xiao Ci get out tomorrow, tomorrow and tomorrow, Xiao Ci not only didn't get out, but got in instead.

Talking too much won't work, Jiang Yao clicked his tongue, and Xiaoci immediately looked up at him when he heard the movement.

His brother has put his clothes on neatly.

The suspenders are covered by a short sleeve with a jacket over it.

Looking at it this way, the existence of that thing seems to have really become a bra.

"Look at your mother at home in the afternoon. Don't let her wake up and look for life. I'll be back at six."

Jiang Yao thought: Since he can't get rid of it, let him look after the house.

Xiaoci watched Jiang Yao leave, first looked at Jiang Meili's sleeping face, then at Jiang Yan's satisfied expression after drinking full milk, then ran to the rooftop to wash Jiang Yao's soaked clothes.

After washing, he set up a small bench to hang the clothes to dry.

Xiao Ci took a brush and carefully cleaned his shoes.

At six o'clock, Jiang Yao returned home, the house was clean and completely new.

Opening the roof door, the clothes and shoes have been dried, and Xiaoci is standing on the small bench cooking.

Jiang Yao put down her schoolbag, sat on the bed, and thought about it seriously.

It seems good to have this little idiot around?

Two large bowls of cauliflower were served, and Jiang Yao put a bag on the table.

Xiaoci wiped her hands and looked at him silently.

In the bag were the dumplings made by Liu Yang. I gave them to him when I went upstairs just now, and said that I made too many dumplings, so I gave some to Jiang Yao.

Hot and smoking, there are twenty of them.

Jiang Yao poured out the dumplings, put them on an empty plate, and served Xiao Ci.

Xiao Ci only contains cauliflower, not dumplings.

Jiang Yao was halfway through eating, and tapped the plate with chopsticks: "Why don't you eat dumplings? Don't you like them?"

Xiaoci shook his head: "You eat, I don't." He thought for a while, and added: "I eat very little."

Seeing that he had already emptied half of the dog bowl, Jiang Yao was noncommittal.

He ordered: "Eat as soon as I let you eat."

Xiaoci looked up at him, picked up a dumpling with chopsticks.Bite down, the soup and meat inside exploded in the mouth, Xiaoci swallowed several times, reluctant to finish it like this.

Jiang Yao snorted coldly, and poured all the dumplings on the plate into a small speech bowl: "Call and grab one, what are you playing in Liaozhai, is the princess sick? Hurry up and go to bed after eating, I'm going out tonight."

Xiao Ci wolfed down the dumplings, "Where are you going?"

"None of your business, eat more and ask less." Jiang Yao put down the bowl.

In the evening, Xiaoci stayed to watch the house.

Jiang Yao brought the trinkets bags he bought at the small commodity market last time, and took out the folding table at home. After walking three streets, he found a scattered night market that had already started to set up stalls.

Every booth was already occupied, and there was no air between the booths. It was difficult for a newcomer like Jiang Yao to find his own space.

He walked back and forth twice on the side of the road, and finally found an inconspicuous corner.

On the left is a stall selling hot clothes and bicycle locks, and on the right is a stall selling clothes.A middle-aged uncle in his 40s, and a proprietress in her thirties.Behind is the supermarket, and the middle-aged man is asking the supermarket to borrow electricity and pull the wire.

Jiang Yao didn't have a small bench, so he could only sell standing up.

He arranged the things and blew them in the cold wind for half an hour, but he didn't sell a single piece.

The middle-aged man next door handed him a cigarette: "I haven't seen you before, new here?"

Jiang Yao nodded.

"So young, haven't you read?" The middle-aged man lit a cigarette for him.

Jiang Yao took a puff of smoke, but didn't continue the topic. He didn't want people to know about his family situation.

"Help my mom to do it."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a commotion in front.

The middle-aged man started to close the stall swiftly, Jiang Yao asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Middle-aged man: "Fuck, the city management is here, young man, hurry up and run away, or everything will be confiscated later."

Stalls on the side of the road are facing the risk of strict inspection by the city management. Usually, inspections are only done on weekends, but today is only Thursday. Jiang Yao was unlucky and encountered a surprise inspection.

He doesn't have many things, and he can run away with the folding table.

It was the first time he encountered this kind of situation, he was in a hurry, things fell into a pile on the ground, Jiang Yao bent down to pick them up one by one, and the city management had already searched over there.

In an instant, all the stalls ran away, only a few slow runners and Jiang Yao were caught.

The young policeman stood in front of him, and Jiang Yao raised his head.

The policeman said, "How big is it? Why did you set up a stall here? Anyone who breaks the law knows?"

Jiang Yao was able to bend and stretch, and immediately admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, I just found out, and I won't do it again next time."

Police: "That's not acceptable, everything will be confiscated."

Jiang Yao cursed secretly, and squeezed out a smiling face. The fluorescent light above his head shone with a thrilling beauty.

"Uncle policeman, I really don't know. It's the first time I commit a crime, can you spare me?"

The police stood there for a while, and another older man came beside him: "Xiao Zheng, how are you doing here, how many have you caught?"

Xiao Zheng said: "There is one, let me deal with it."

Veteran policeman: "Confiscate things, take them to the bureau to educate them, I think there are still a few old acquaintances, just lock them up for a few days, and see if they dare."

Jiang Yao raised his foot and wanted to leave, but was caught by Xiao Zheng: "Where are you going? Come back to the game with me."

Jiang Yao said "fuck" and was taken back to the nearby police station.

After the education, I made a bunch of transcripts.

Jiang Yao heard that if he was caught doing this, he would be fined, and he had to buy vegetables with his money, and he had no money to pay the fine.

Sitting on the chair, Jiang Yao felt that he was extremely unlucky, not to mention that he didn't make a dime, and now he still has to pay for it.

After a while, the young policeman who arrested him came out.

He took off his police uniform and changed into civilian clothes, ready to leave work.Walking in front of Jiang Yao, he said, "Let's go, I'll take you out."

Jiang Yao: "Education finished?"

"Education is over."

Jiang Yao: "Can you return the things to me?"

Xiao Zheng touched the tip of his nose and said with a smile: "Yes, treat me to supper and bribe me, maybe I will pay you back."

Jiang Yao's heart moved, thinking that things had turned around.

Standing up: "What's your name?"

Xiao Zheng: "Zheng Jingxing."

Jiang Yao followed the good advice: "Brother Jing."

Zheng Jingxing had just finished catching roadside stalls an hour ago, and had been eating Mala Tang at a roadside stall with Jiang Yao since he was a child.

He stared at Jiang Yao while eating: "Did you do it on purpose?"

Looking down, Jiang Yao's short-sleeved collar was opened wide, revealing a thin suspender, stretched around his white collarbone.

Jiang Yao was about to starve to death. After eating a meatball, he raised his head: "What purpose?"

His lips were already plump, but when it was hot, the color of his lips became more vivid, and the corners of his mouth were still stained with sauce, like a naive and innocent ghost who had left the world late at night.

Jiang Yao wiped her mouth: "Brother Jing, I also invited you for supper, can you return your things to me?"

Zheng Jingxing returned Jiang Yao's plastic bag to him, and Jiang Yao asked, "There is also a folding table."

"The desk is at the police station. I'll get it for you tomorrow."

Jiang Yao flattered hypocritically: "Brother Jing, you are really a good person."

After eating, Zheng Jingxing said to send him home.

Jiang Yao thought of his mother's special profession, and there was a ready-made kidnapped child at home. How could she dare to bring the police home? Isn't this mother rushing to surrender herself?

"No, my house is close to here, and I'll be there soon."

Zheng Jingxing asked as he walked, "Are you still a student?"

Jiang Yao: "I will be a freshman in high school next year."

Zheng Jingxing: "That's still young, why don't you study and set up a stall?"

Jiang Yao: "Earn some pocket money."

Zheng Jingxing: "You haven't even reached the legal age of majority. Your guardian will be responsible for any pocket money you earn."

Jiang Yao kicked a small stone in disdain, thinking: Guardian?Guardians are dead.

Zheng Jingxing sent it to Airport Road, Jiang Yao stopped: "Let's go here. I'm leaving."

"Oh, wait." Zheng Jingxing stopped him and wrote him a number: "This is my phone number. Whenever you come to pick up the table, just call this number and I will bring it out for you."

Jiang Yao put the number in his pocket.

Zheng Jingxing reminded him: "Recently, this area is very chaotic. Don't come out to wander around at night. Have you read the news? There is a serial murderer and rapist haunting this area."

Jiang Yao thought to herself: rape is none of my business, I am not a woman.

He perfunctory Zheng Jingxing a few words, and left without looking back.

Arriving home, just as he went up the stairs, he suddenly heard an ambiguous bed board creaking sound from Liu Yang's room.

Jiang Yao blushed and hurried forward.

He stared at the cloth curtain outside the door of his house, thinking about whether to replace it with a wooden door.Although Jiang Meili is paralyzed, she is still a beautiful woman. Who knows if that perverted rapist has any strange hobbies.

Jiang Yao lifted the curtain and took off his clothes while thinking about it.

Jiang Yan didn't cry or make trouble, so Xiaoci should have fed him.

Sitting on the bed, Jiang Yao woke up Xiaoci who was sleeping soundly.

He opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Yao. Jiang Yao took off only a suspender, and Xiaoci retracted his head again.

Jiang Yao lifted the quilt and got in, Xiaoci quickly retreated to the corner.

"Back your mother, can I eat you? Get over here, there's an air leak in the middle, if you don't get cold, I'll get cold." Jiang Yao dragged Xiao Ci over.

Xiaoci was caught off guard by him and hugged him, blushing: "Brother, you smell so good."

"Xiang your mother, you are talking so much nonsense, just close your eyes."

"Oh."

Xiaoci didn't close his eyes, he looked at Jiang Yao who was slowly falling asleep, and when he was fast asleep, Xiaoci stretched out his hand and pulled Jiang Yao's strap.

He wanted to do that at noon today.

After talking, Xiaoci silently hugged his brother, thinking that the sling was meaningless.

He closed his eyes and slipped into Jiang Yao's arms, like two little beasts hugging each other for warmth, spending this difficult and coming winter together.

The author has something to say: Xiaoci is an activist, and he will do it when he thinks about it!

And the charm of my brother who has nowhere to put it...beauties (no, beauties' lives are always open, there is no need to do anything, there will be men who will continue to show love [pushing glasses

But my brother is beautiful without knowing it!