born stubborn

The next day, Yuan Yang woke up really early.

After washing up, I went down to the first floor. Xia Weichu and Xia Guai hadn't woken up yet, and my aunt was just preparing porridge in the kitchen.

"Auntie, I'm leaving first." Yuan Yang changed his shoes at the door and greeted towards the kitchen.

My aunt poked her head out of the kitchen and looked at him wonderingly, "Yangyang, wake up so early? We'll make porridge now, go after eating."

Yuan Yang threw his schoolbag over his shoulder, "I have something to do, I'll buy something to eat on the way."

"Oh, then remember to eat two eggs." The aunt nodded and stopped him.

"Understood." After Yuan Yang finished speaking, he went out.

For aunt, Yuan Yang still respects her, this kind of respect has nothing to do with Xia Weichu, but pure respect for her aunt.

This woman who quit her job and has been silently supporting Xia Weichu behind her back has been shrouded by Xia Weichu's aura and has become a shadow following her.

Although it is just a shadow, it is the indispensable pillar behind a successful man.

Companionship, being able to raise the eyebrows is not a skill, but being able to stick to one high and one low is called real ability.

Yuan Yang found a pancake stall near the community, and the pancake stall was an uncle.

In his 40s, he was about the same age as Xia Weichu.

Although Yuan Yang seldom eats breakfast outside, he passes by here every day when he goes to school, and he will always see this morning pancake stand, standing there unmoved by wind and rain.

Buyers sometimes line up, probably because the taste is okay.

It was a little early today, and there were no people on the road. The pancake uncle had just set up the stall, put two pieces of charcoal under the iron plate, and continued to heat up.

"For purple rice, put two eggs." Yuan Yang said.

"Wait a while to heat up the plate," the pancake uncle said cheerfully, "Just burn it."

"En." Yuan Yang took out ten yuan from his pocket and handed it to Uncle Pancake.

The pancake uncle was busy cleaning up, and casually pointed to a shoe box containing money on the stall, "Get the change yourself, the pancake is six yuan."

The man who bought his pancakes for the first time is so relieved, this uncle is really big-hearted.

Yuan Yang opened the shoe box, and there was a layer of change inside, most of which were one piece, and there were a few five pieces.

Yuan Yang threw the ten yuan ones in, picked up four ones and took them out, stuffing them back into his pocket.

Standing by the side, waiting, having nothing to do, Yuan Yang looked at the cleanliness of the pancake stand, and it was still passable.

Look at Uncle Pancake again, he is quite stylish.

A handsome pancake uncle in his 40s?This setting is a bit new.

Yuan Yang took a closer look at the uncle again, and the more he looked at it, the more strange he felt.

Uncle Pancake's body is tall and straight, and his face is handsome and energetic. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't match his pancake stand.

If he took off his white apron and changed his clothes, no one would believe that he was just a pancake spreader.

Yuan Yang suddenly wanted to ask, Uncle Pancake was not very old, why he didn't find a decent job, but made pancakes in the morning, but he didn't dare to ask.

Because sometimes this kind of questioning without knowing the inside story and caring about it is likely to hit other people's pain points and become an unfriendly insult.

When the iron plate was hot, the pancake uncle quickly rubbed the oil, poured a large spoonful of purple rice soup, spread it flat, turned it over, took out four eggs, and cracked them on the pancake.

Yuan Yang just wanted to say that he only needed two eggs, which was too much.

But the uncle said, "I will do it for you next time."

This uncle probably didn't eat breakfast, so he made one for himself first, and Yuan Yang had no objection.

Watching the uncle turn over the pancakes a few times quickly, spread some garlic chili sauce, put a pinch of diced mustard, sprinkle a circle of sesame seeds, fold it into a square corner with a small shovel, and stuff it into a paper bag.

He didn't eat it, but put it aside, scooped another spoonful of purple rice soup, and poured it on the iron plate.

"Two eggs, right?" the uncle asked.

"En." Yuan Yang responded.

The uncle said with a smile: "Going to school is to keep up with nutrition, eat more good ones, and nourish your brain."

"Ah." Yuan Yang responded again.

Does this egg have something to do with nourishing the brain?

Maybe there is, in the uncle's logic, there should be.

"dad."

Yuan Yang heard it right, this voice was a bit naive, a bit stupid, and the inarticulate 'Dad' was called by the person who just walked behind him.

Yuan Yang turned his head and saw a face that matched the idiot...

The boy, wearing a junior high school uniform, was almost as tall as Yuan Yang.

That face with five sense organs that disliked each other and distanced themselves from each other could no longer be described as brain-dead.

Yuan Yang felt that his judgment just now was too much, this boy was just different from normal boys in some aspects.

"Dad, Dad." The boy called again.

There are only two people here, Yuan Yang and Uncle Pancake. They must not be calling themselves, so the boy's father is Uncle Pancake.

Sure enough, the pancake uncle agreed, handed the first bag of pancakes he put away to the boy, and said with a smile, "Go to school."

The boy opened the paper bag and took a big bite, keeping his eyes on Uncle Pancake.

Seeing him bowing his head to make pancakes for Yuan Yang, he slowly moved to Yuan Yang's side.

Then something happened that Yuan Yang found difficult to understand. The boy secretly opened the shoe box containing the money, reached out and grabbed a handful of money from it, stuffed it into his pocket, and then gnawed on the pancakes, One side walked away slowly.

"Uncle?" Yuan Yang felt that he should remind the uncle that his stupid son stole his money.

"Ah?" The uncle looked up at Yuan Yang, "Any taboos?"

"No," Yuan Yang pointed to the silly son who was walking slowly not far away, "He..."

"Oh, that's my son, his name is Dadong, and he just started his first year of junior high school this year."

The uncle looked at Dadong's back with a happy smile on his face, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with his son.

Yuan Yang suppressed everything he wanted to say.

Perhaps, the uncle already knew that such a child, no matter how much he spoils him, he won't be too bad.

Yuan Yang ate the hot pancake slowly while walking towards the subway station.

There was still no one on the road, it was deserted.

When he was approaching the subway station, he saw that big winter again.

Dadong was standing by the street, still gnawing on the four-egg pancake his father spread out for him, but with his back arched and his neck shrunk, he looked down at the ground.

On the opposite side of Da Dong, stood two young men.

Looking at his attire, he looks more like a gangster than a hooligan. Anyway, he looks like a very LOW young man in society.

The two young men are half a head shorter than Dadong.

But standing in front of the silly Dadong, he looked more imposing than him, and the posture he deliberately put on was quite bluffing.

One of the young men stuck his neck and poked Dadong's shoulder with his hand, "Hey idiot, hey, where's the money?"

Dadong chewed on the pancakes, not daring to raise his head, "No, no."

A crisp slap hit Dadong's face, and even Yuan Yang felt pain when he heard it.

Snapped!Another big slap, the pancake in Dadong's mouth fell out, and he cried.

Snapped!With another sound, the four-egg pancake fell to the ground.

A young man stepped up and stepped on it into mud.

Snapped……

Gudong!

The young man who slapped Da Dong knelt down in front of Da Dong.

Yuan Yang withdrew the kicked leg, stood firm, stared at another young man who didn't realize what was going on, took a bite of the pancake in his hand, and chewed hard.

"Fuck you, fuck him!" The kneeling young man jumped up blushing and threw himself at Yuan Yang angrily.

The other one finally came to his senses, and jumped over without saying a word.

Yuan Yang regretted getting up early.

He originally wanted to get to school early to finish the homework that he didn't do yesterday.

As a result, they got into a fight with people on the street.

Or for the silly son of Uncle Pancake who just met once.

Yuan Yang didn't understand why he was so stubborn, and Silly Dadong had nothing to do with him.

Besides, as long as Dadong takes out his father's money that he stole from his pocket and gives it to the young man, nothing will happen.

It's all because Da Dong dawdled and didn't want to give it.

It was even more to blame for the four-egg pancakes. The moment the young man stepped on them into mud, Yuan Yang completely lost control.

In his heart, no matter how small his father's love is, it cannot tolerate a trace of profanity.

Dadong was still arching his back and shrinking his neck, not showing any intention of helping.

Seeing Yuan Yang blowing the young man into the air, Dadong stretched his neck.

Seeing the young man pressing Yuan Yang to the ground and punching his fist, Da Dong hugged his head and let out a terrified cry.

The fight was a bit ruthless, and it lasted a bit too long. In the end, the two young men ran away in a hurry.

Yuan Yang stood up from the ground, stretched his fist and looked at the back of his hand.

Several bulging joints were torn, and two were bleeding.

Looking at himself again, the half pancake that had gone somewhere after the beating started, with a piece stuck here and some sauce rubbed there, the one who didn't abandon him.

"Stupid!" Yuan Yang scolded himself, patted his body clean, picked up the throwing schoolbag from the side, threw it on his back, and walked towards the subway station.

"Brother, brother." Da Dong suddenly grabbed him from behind, "Wait, wait."

Yuan Yang looked back at Da Dong, "Go to school."

Dadong held him with one hand, and took out a handful of change in his pocket with the other, and handed it to Yuan Yang.

Yuan Yang looked at the sparsely distributed facial features on Dadong's face, and couldn't see what the strange expression formed by such facial features meant, so he had to take the money.

He even reached out his hand from Da Dong's pocket and took out the remaining few cards.

Da Dong grinned and looked at him with a silly smile.

Yuan Yang unfolded the piece by piece of change one by one, and stacked them up one by one.

Among them was the ten yuan one that Yuan Yang put in when he bought pancakes, and the two five yuan ones.

They were all piled up, folded in half, flattened, and put back in the pocket for Dadong.

"A total of 34, return it to your father when you get home from school."

Da Dong looked at Yuan Yang for a long time before nodding his head heavily, "Thirty, four, remember."

The author has something to say: Reminder: The characters on stage are all in series with the development of the situation, don’t underestimate Uncle Pancake~