Distant Night Bright Stars

The house that Shen Xing's father assigned before was demolished a few years ago, and they moved into the resettlement house three years ago, so Shen Xing's house is not an old community, but a relatively modern high-rise residential building.The building is very new, but the Houzi's house is no longer neighbors upstairs and downstairs, but they are not far away, and they are still in the same community.

Shen Xing's home has an area of ​​136 square meters, four bedrooms and two living rooms, three bedrooms, a study room, a living room, and a dining room. The furniture in the house is all solid wood. City D is a second-tier city. It is very well-off.

Shen Xing's parents are in their sixties, but they are in good health.My father has gray hair, is overweight, and speaks like a bell. Compared with my father, my mother looks much younger. Although she is also in her 60s, she has a slender figure and black hair.The facial features of Shen Yue and Shen Xing resembled both father and mother.Xiao Ye felt that Shen Xing's parents looked quite alike to each other, and they all said that people who love each other will grow more like each other when they are together. This must be the legendary couple.

"Auntie, you are so young, and your hair is still so dark." Xiao Ye said in admiration as he carried Shen Xing through the living room.

Shen's mother covered her mouth with joy, "It's over 60, how can it be so dark, it's dyed."

The family was in Shen Xing's room. Mother Shen hugged her son and rubbed his white and plump face, "He's so old, yet he's still so unsteady, it hurts, he dares to jump on the second floor, this kid." Shen Xing bowed his head and remained silent.The atmosphere in the room was a little gloomy for a while.

After a while, Shen Xing patted his chest and said, "Man, what's a little skin injury? Besides, haven't you ever had a broken bone before?"

"You child, how many more times do you want to fold?" Mom twisted his face.

Shen Xing suddenly hung on to his mother's neck, and rubbed his face against hers, "Mom~~ Don't be sad. Aren't I fine now? Huh? I'll still be a good man in a month's time."

"Hey," Shen's mother's eyes were still a little red, but she still smiled through her tears. He rubbed his son's apple muscles, "Why do mother's stars never grow up, and she is still acting like a baby."

Shen Yue's dinner was ready, and she got rid of the low pressure temporarily by telling everyone to eat.

Shen Xing only shed a few tears when he first met his parents, but everything after that was normal, so the next few days can be regarded as a happy and peaceful Spring Festival.

It should be said that Xiao Ye, the manager of the marketing department, is really socializing for nothing at ordinary times. During dinner, the uncle and aunt did their best to make the old couple smile. Xiao Ye and Father Shen talked about politics, history, and It's really unusual to have a relationship with Shen's mother who is half a fellow villager.

The old man usually likes to have a few drinks. Today, he told Xiao Ye that he was happy. He drank a few more glasses, his face flushed from drinking. After dinner, he took Xiao Ye to visit his study and introduced him to the books on his bookcase. , the words he wrote on the wall.It's like a year-end friend he hated seeing each other.It's not a year-end friend, it's an old buddy.

Xiao Ye saw a reddish-black wooden table in the corner of the study room, the style was simple, there were only two drawers under the boxy table top, and the copper handles on the drawers had already darkened.

"Uncle, this table must be quite old." Xiao Ye pointed to the reddish black wooden table.

Father Shen nodded with a smile, "Yes, this is a red rosewood desk. It is an old object from my grandfather's generation and has been passed down."

"No wonder, it looks antique, with a simple and heavy feeling."

"I heard that my grandfather used this desk when he was in private school."

Xiao Ye rubbed the table lightly, and found a notch on the upper right corner of the table, "This five-pointed star is..."

"Xiao Xing, that brat, was naughty when he was a child, and he carved it." Father Shen also leaned over to look at the star's engraving, "It's such an old antique, let him destroy it." He shook his head while smiling.

"I have other collections here." Father Shen dragged Xiao Ye to his antique shelves.

"Look at this." Father Shen took a plate from the shelf. The plate was a ceramic plate with blue and white lotus patterns on a white background. He turned the plate over and showed Xiao Ye the inscription on the bottom. I bought this for 20 yuan more than 9000 years ago, and it’s a match, look.” Father Shen pointed his other finger at the shelf, on which was a plate exactly like his, “the other one is there. .”

"Old man, you're showing off your collection again, all the money has been burned on it, and I don't know if it's true or not." Shen's mother walked into the study and took a booklet from the bookcase.

"Oh, how can it be fake? I've been appraised by experts, and it's true." Father Shen said very dissatisfied.

"What kind of expert? Isn't it just the old man who played chess together." Shen's mother left with the booklet in her arms.

Father Shen shook his head, "A woman's opinion."

"This is fired in an official kiln, look how delicate the glaze is..." Father Shen continued to introduce to Xiao Ye.

Xiao Ye doesn't understand these antiques, but he knows that it's enough to praise them as hard as they can, the color, style, pattern, material...they can be praised as good as they can be. For two full hours like this, Xiao Ye put the old man on the shelf. All the bottles and cans on the table were full of hype, Father Shen's eyes were always bent, and his smile never closed.

The bookshelves of the old man are mostly Fengshui, Zhouyi, calligraphy, literature, etc., which match his temperament very well, but there is a short bookcase next to it, which is densely packed with many books, large and small, which does not match the style of the old man. up.

"Uncle Shen, are these books yours too?" Xiao Ye pointed to those pamphlets and asked suspiciously.

"Those are Xiaoxing's, his old comic books. This kid used to love to read these, and even pretended to be the people in the comics. He ran out with his classmates to take pictures everywhere, what is he called Kosipulei. The world of young people, old people , I don’t understand, hehe.”

Father Shen touched those comic books, his eyes watered, "Now the children have all flown away, and we are the only old couple left."

comics?Xiao Ye felt that he was not that old compared to Shen Xing, and he also had similar hobbies, because he also liked cartoons, such as...Hello Kitty?You know, there is a pink heart wrapped under his black, white and gray coat.

Father Shen kept dragging Xiao Ye to chat in the study, until Father Shen yawned and went to rest, then let him go.

Only then did Xiao Ye get away and go to Shen Xing's room. Shen Yue and Shen's mother were still asleep, hugging Shen Xing on the left and right, and Shen Xing was between them, holding a big photo album.

Seeing Xiao Ye coming, Shen Yue also invited him to come and see.

The album contains old photos from more than ten or twenty years ago.There are family photos and individual photos, but most of them are photos of Shen's mother, Shen Yue and Shen Xing.

Mother Shen pointed to one of the photos and said to Shen Yue: "Look, this space is so small. I wanted to take a photo with Xiao Xing in my arms, and then you took a photo alone. In each picture, I hugged my younger brother, watching you squeeze Xiao Xing and cry so pitifully."

In the photo, the mother and sister are sitting on the rocks in front of a rockery, with four arms around a very small child. The mother and sister are smiling like flowers, but the child in the middle is crying in pain.Xiao Ye couldn't help smiling brightly, and a trace of sadness flashed across his expression.

"Who is this?" Xiao Ye was very curious, so he couldn't help but interrupted and asked.In the photo, the child was wearing heavy makeup, red lips, and a white tutu skirt, doing a straight split.Shen Xing frantically covered the photo.The corner of Xiao Ye's mouth curled up, and he had an answer in his heart.

"This is Xiaoxing." Shen's mother immediately gave the answer, "When I was a child, I took him to learn dancing. The teacher said that his limbs are soft and talented. You see, after only three days of practice, he can chop a horse with such a standard Yes. This is the little swan who danced during the performance of the Children's Art Troupe." The mother patted her son's head, "Look at how beautiful this dress is on him, and I will never dance again after elementary school."

Shen Xing's face was already flushed red, he was ignorant when he was a child, it was fine if he was forced to wear a skirt by his mother and sister, but the unbearable past was bumped into by an outsider, or by his own boss.He didn't dare to look at Xiao Ye's expression, he was ashamed to look at it.I want to cry again, what should I do?

Shen Yue held Shen Xing's blushing face with both hands, "Yo Yo Yo, I'm still shy." Then she said to Xiao Ye with a smirk on her face, "I helped him rub his back when I was in junior high school, and after high school, I won't let me and Xiao Ye say anything." Mom went through the bathroom door."

Shen Xing's face turned red again, "..."

He also said that since he was in elementary school, he never wanted to ask his mother and sister to help him take a bath. Who would have thought that two tough women would break into the door, oh my god, his quick-cleaning magic trick in less than 10 minutes was the one that would be caught by his mother. My sister forced it out.

Shen Xing's face was full of black lines, "Sister, can you stop talking?"

"Don't talk, don't talk, little Xingxing is a big man now, sister will not interfere with you."

Well, the elder sister hugged her younger brother's face and kissed it, hugged him and said with emotion: "Time flies so fast, you are so old, I want to turn you back to being a child, carefree."

It's time to sleep and rest between jokes.

"Do you want your mother to accompany you?"

"Sister stay with you, okay?"

"I'm too old, no need." Shen Xing frowned, being asked by his mother and sister in front of Xiao Ye, seemed too weak, and Shen Xing felt a little angry again.

Shen Yue "..." Two days ago, she cried and said she was homesick, who was it that she wanted her sister to accompany?Is it air in my arms?

Then where did Xiao Ye go to sleep?

Master bedroom?No, the room of the old couple.

Shen Yue's house?No, he doesn't want to live in a woman's boudoir.

study?Living room sofa?Mother Shen and Shen Yue resolutely quit.

In the end, they could only squeeze with Shen Xing.

"I like to move around in the middle of the night, and I may touch Shen Xing's feet. I can just make a floor bed in his room."

"Then what's the matter with you, a big leader, coming to live in our house and sleeping on the floor, it seems that we are too good at hospitality, no, no, no. I have wronged you so much."

"Don't worry, Auntie, I have lived in even worse accommodation conditions, this is already very good, no wronged or wronged."

It took a lot of energy to push back and forth, but in the end Xiao Ye won.He made a floor bunk as he wished, and slept next to Shen Xing's bed.

In the middle of the night, Xiao Ye was woken up by the creaking sound of the bed, followed by the strong knocking sound of the water column, but it stopped immediately.After a while, the sound of water came again, rushing slowly, much smaller than before.

Shen Xing gently put his nephew's urinal back on the ground, and then creaked and went back to lie down again. It was the first time he used his nephew's urinal, why did he urinate so loudly?Fortunately, he has good eyesight and long hands, so he picked up the urinal and shortened the distance from the basin to reduce the sound.It's okay, okay, I hope Xiao Ye didn't hear it.

The author has something to say: Although the male lead, Shen Xing, is not the son of a big consortium, he is also from a wealthy family. He was raised with love from his family. The author also envies him very much.