why do you like me

033 Past ①

When Jiang Chuan was five years old, he was still a brat who didn't understand anything.

Because of bears, there is also a little fearlessness.

At that time, Jin Min was still working in a public institution and was very busy for a while, so he left Jiang Chuan to Jiang Guodong to take care of him.Jiang Guodong finished his breakfast, picked up Jiang Chuan who was playing with mud at the door, and walked to the deserted place.

It was a place far away from Xitangkou, probably not within the scope of City Z, and it was the farthest place five-year-old Jiang Chuan had ever been to.Jiang Guodong got into a van on the way, and the people in the car saw Jiang Chuan's little tail, frowned and said, "Can you take the kids?"

"My wife doesn't have time to bring it." Jiang Guodong said, "Just let him sleep later."

Jiang Chuan ran around in the van fearlessly.

Walking all the way to a remote place, I would stop and talk to someone outside the car every once in a while.The car drove away, but the man remained where he was.Jiang Chuan listened to it as amusing, but he didn't know that those were slang words. He opened his eyes and watched the man turn into a little dot.

When we arrived at the place, it was a village with a somewhat undulating terrain, a large area of ​​farmland, and a tall and lonely tree planted at the embankment.Occasionally, a few dilapidated brick and tile houses are far apart.Where the van stopped, there were already several cars parked.Five-year-old Jiang Chuan didn't recognize any car logos, and was inexplicably excited as long as it was a car. He ran between cars and started to direct and act in a gunfight game by himself.

He played wildly, and when he stopped, there was no one else around.He walked to the door of the private house, pushed the door, but did not push it.Going around under the window, I moved a few bricks and stacked them up. Just before I stepped on them, the window was pushed open.

Jiang Chuan lost his footing and fell to the ground with a thud.

A man's head protruded from the window, and he frowned when he saw Jiang Chuan: "Where did the child come from?"

Jiang Chuan stood up abruptly, climbed on the window sill, and was caught halfway.The man smiled: "It's pretty skinny."

Jiang Chuan hugged the man and did not let go.The man had no choice but to hug Jiang Chuan from the window.

Jiang Chuan saw that the room was full of people.

Jiang Chuan's mind doesn't remember anything. Looking back on the scene many years later, he only vaguely remembers that so many people were beyond recognition, including Jiang Guodong with shining eyes.

But there is one person that he always remembers very clearly.

The group of people gathered around the table, and the croupier—actually, he shouldn’t use this official title in legal casinos. The folk slang is "the head of the dealer" or "head teacher"—in the middle, he was a man with ordinary facial features, neat and tidy, His complexion was a little pale, but it gave off a neat and clean feeling.

Jiang Chuan never knew his age, but only remembered that he was very young and had a rare gentle temperament, which was completely different from the gamblers around him.

When Jiang Chuan squeezed into the crowd, the man glanced at him indifferently, shuffling the cards in his hands smoothly.It's not as fancy as the Hong Kong movies, but because it's the reality that is right in front of your eyes, Jiang Chuan can't take his eyes off it and thinks it's cool.

When the cards were opened, Jiang Chuan's ears were almost deaf due to the noise around him.He squeezed out of the crowd, trying to sneak into the next room, but was stopped at the door.

It was a vicious thin man who gave Jiang Chuan a hard look.

Jiang Chuan didn't know how to be afraid, so he opened his eyes and stared back.

The door of that room was closed tightly, and Jiang Chuan couldn't get in, but his curiosity was aroused.He pedaled and ran to the back room, which was the kitchen. He jumped onto the stove and was about to go around the skylight when suddenly a pair of big hands stretched out from his waist.

Nan Xiangjun frowned: "Where are you stepping on the bear stuff?"

The stoves in the countryside are very large, and the pots are also very large. Jiang Chuan looked down, silently removed his feet from the thick wooden pot lid, and stepped on the narrow edge of the pot.

Nan Xiangjun hugged him down: "Who is your father, his heart is too big."

Jiang Chuan reached out to his left chest, then made a fist and raised it up: "My mother said that my heart is so big."

"..." Nan Xiangjun didn't care about such a child at first, but he laughed immediately when he heard this, and said, "This is not a place for children, get out quickly."

Jiang Chuan didn't have any thoughts of being afraid of people, so he asked, "Then where should I be?"

Someone rushed in: "Brother Nan, is there any wine left?"

Nan Xiangjun went out to get wine.

The stove couldn't be climbed, so Jiang Chuan climbed onto the table.This table is not as high as an ordinary dining table, but it is very long, and it is cleaned up even more than the stove.Jiang Chuan was sitting on the edge of the table, directing and acting in games, gradually getting a little hungry.

He fumbled around looking for food, but before he found anything, Nan Xiangjun came back again.

This time Nan Xiangjun changed into a cook's white uniform, and he was quite handsome.He raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Chuan, who was scurrying around like a mouse, and said, "Why are you still here?"

Jiang Chuan: "I'm hungry."

Nan Xiangjun: "Go and ask your father for food."

Jiang Chuan: "My dad can't cook."

There is also a side door next to the kitchen, and a Sanbengzi is parked outside.Nan Xiangjun moved ingredients from the three bungees, and Jiang Chuan followed behind to help.

The kid couldn't be driven away, so Nan Xiangjun ignored him and was in a hurry to cook.Whether it is taking care of ingredients or cooking, his movements are extremely agile.When the dish is ready, you can just carve a small flower out of carrots and put it next to it.

Jiang Chuan reached out to take the carrot flower, Nan Xiangjun patted it: "Don't move around, it's not for you."

Jiang Chuan silently picked up a washed carrot on the table and began to chew it.After gnawing, I became even hungrier. I looked at Nan Xiangjun aggrievedly, and said, "Uncle, I'm so hungry."

The stove is filled with wood.A large log is stuffed in, and it is still burning when a meal is ready.Nan Xiangjun held a ladle of water for extinguishing the fire. Hearing this, he paused, glanced at the poor little bastard, sighed and put the ladle aside, and made Jiang Chuan a bowl of fried rice with eggs.

After finishing, he pinched Jiang Chuan's cheek and said, "Which one is your father? Let him take you back after eating, and don't talk nonsense when you go back, huh?"

Everyone ate lunch very quickly, and Jiang Chuan had only eaten half of it, and the dishes inside had already been brought out.He ran to Jiang Guodong and asked when he could go home.Jiang Guodong was still crowded around the gaming table and had no time to talk to Jiang Chuan.

Jiang Chuan started running around the room again.

The room next to it was still inaccessible, but because it was being withdrawn, Jiang Chuan saw the smog inside.Just as he was about to sneak in, he kicked his crutches and kissed the ground directly.

Jiang Chuan understood why this place is not suitable for children to play, because there is no one to play with him.

He decided to go back by himself.

The terrain here is flat but not smooth, and the river has cut several roads.After Jiang Chuan walked for a while, he found that he didn't know the direction to go back. He sighed solemnly, turned his head and went back to the dilapidated residential building.

He played outside the residence, climbed from one car to another, directed and acted on his own, beeping non-stop.Suddenly Jiang Guodong came out with a bare face in a burst of laughter, picked up Jiang Chuan and threw it on the gambling table, and said angrily: "I'll put this kid here first, and I'll come over and pay you back after I withdraw the money!"

Jiang Chuan didn't know who the "you" he was talking about, and watched Jiang Guodong turn his head and leave.He jumped off the table and wanted to catch up, but someone nearby picked him up and threw him to the croupier, saying, "Your father owes more than 2 yuan, and you can only leave after you get the money."

With the coolness of playing cards, the dealer's fingers gently rubbed Jiang Chuan's cheek.Jiang Chuan looked up at him.The man's eyes were also cold, and he looked at Jiang Chuan quietly.He chuckled for a while and said, "Go and stay aside, don't run around."

Jiang Chuan leaned aside to watch the man deal the cards.

No one explained the rules to him. He opened his eyes and watched two rounds. After the cards were dealt out for the third time, he suddenly pointed to the third player in the north and shouted: "The sum of the cards in his hand is 8, the biggest!"

Everyone was holding their breath and looking at the cards, and when they heard such a yell, they all looked up at the third person in the north.The man glanced at the card, then at Jiang Chuan, his expression changed slightly.The croupier said lightly, "This game is void", picked up Jiang Chuan and threw it into the arms of Nan Xiangjun who was dozing in the corner.

Nan Xiangjun threw Jiang Chuan into the kitchen.

That person managed to win with a smooth hand, but he didn't expect to be called out by Jiang Chuan, a brat.Luck is the most important thing on the gambling table, and when it is hard to come and go, voiding is to destroy all the luck that follows, and it suddenly becomes a mess.

What does the bear care about most, and whoever wants to beat him cares most.Jiang Chuan listened to the noisy voices next door, and leaned behind the kitchen door, not daring to take a breath.After a long time, there was finally no movement. He touched his butt with lingering fear, curled up behind the stove, and became that big-hearted child again, and fell asleep in a blink of an eye.

The sky was dark, and Jiang Chuan was awakened by the sound of panting.

There was no light in the kitchen, only the dim light of the sky seeping through the glass of the windows.The two people hugged and kissed, one was Nan Xiangjun, and the other was a croupier.

They crowded into the corner between the door and the table, and the croupier sat on the corner of the table with his back against the wall, with his trousers hanging on one foot, and the other leg hooking Nan Xiangjun's waist.Slender legs, white and powerful.The clothes on his chest had been lifted up, and Nan Xiangjun lowered his head and kissed his chest.

There was no light behind the stove, Jiang Chuan shrank in the darkness and opened his eyes to watch.He didn't think about anything at that time, and he didn't understand anything at that time.It was only later that one day, she naturally understood that Nan Xichi's father and that man were lovers.

At that time, Jiang Chuan didn't dare to move or make a sound. He instinctively didn't want to see such a scene, so he lowered his head and blocked his ears.After a long time he came to his senses, Nan Xiangjun and the croupier had already left.He chased him out, the house was empty, and all the cars drove away.

The sky and the earth were dark, and the night wind was about to move.Jiang Chuan stood for a while, feeling a little cold, and went back to the house dejectedly.

Turn on the light, the light does not come on.

The five-year-old child didn't know that there was such a thing as a switch. He tried every button, but the light still didn't respond.Jiang Chuan gritted his teeth and cursed: "Jiang Guodong, I hate you!"

The national curse of milk flavor.

The door of the smoky room that was not allowed to enter was open at the moment, and Jiang Chuan touched a few lighters inside.The residual smell in the room was a bit different from other places, Jiang Chuan was not used to it, and soon came out.He stood outside and looked around for a while. The other houses in his field of vision that he remembered during the day were all merged into the night.The residents in this area have probably all moved out, and there is no light that can give Jiang Chuan hope.

Jiang Chuan once again uttered a milky curse at the distance, "Jiang Guodong, I'll kill you!"

Jiang Chuan returned to the kitchen, squatted behind the stove and lit the fire.There was no electricity, but the water pipes were still running.He got half a pot of water and boiled two eggs.

After eating the eggs, he washed his face and looked for a place to sleep in the house.

In the room that was not allowed to enter before, although the smell was strange, there were many soft chairs and rocking couches.Jiang Chuan picked one to lie down on, and while cursing Jiang Guodong in his heart, he fell asleep with great heart.

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