There is a gang [Sword Three]

A burnt smell wafted out, and the two girls shouted anxiously: "What's the smell? Oh, it's burnt! It's burnt! Brother, it's burnt!"

Huang Sheng came back to his senses quickly, quickly changed the lamb kidneys and put them on the barbecue grill, picked up a brush to brush some oil, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's a scam."

The girls laughed.

Pudding jumped up and down in front of the grill: "Brother Cheng! I want to eat lamb kidneys!"

"What kind of lamb kidneys are you eating? It's not ready yet. There are still some lamb skewers here. You can eat them!" Huang Sheng swiftly sprinkled the grilled lamb skewers with cumin and handed them to him.

"It's delicious, let's grill two more skewers." Pudding said inarticulately while biting the mutton skewers.

Huang Sheng rolled his eyelids: "It's quite exciting to instruct your brother, these are not enough for you?"

"Oh, you know who I'm giving it to."

Huang Sheng took out a few more skewers of mutton and put them on the grill, and while lowering his head to fiddle with them, he snorted disdainfully: "Then you can't tell him that I roasted them, you must not dare to eat them."

"Can you still poison it?" Pudding pouted.

"Poisoning is not enough," Huang Sheng gritted his teeth, squeezed out a sly grin, and said in a low voice, "I'll just spit on it, it's disgusting to him!"

Pudding bit the bamboo stick and said in pain, "You disgust me to death!"

The girl with ponytails sat on the stool next to her and swayed her body. She tilted her head and looked at the two brothers, and said, "You two don't look alike, but Pudding looks more like another brother."

"Nonsense!" Huang Sheng said, "Is pudding that ugly?"

"..." Pudding rolled his eyes to look at Xiao Qi, feeling like he was being scolded.

"Hahaha, you are all handsome!" The girl giggled, pointed in Xiao Qi's direction, and said, "However, I prefer the type of big brother, cool!"

Huang Shengyu said earnestly: "Big girl, you really should change your glasses. The one in front of you who is giving you a skewer is the big brother. The one over there is ranked according to age. He is a second!"

"Bah!" The girl scolded with a smile, "However, you have a nice voice, I like to hear your voice, hey, brother, can you sing?"

"I can sing Little Donkey."

"Hahaha..." The girls let out a series of wild laughter, leaning against each other and falling down laughing.

"Shall I sing one for you?" Huang Sheng said happily, holding a few skewers between his fingers, holding them up high, like Wolverine, and said with a smile, "Friends in the audience! Hello everyone! I am yours. Old friend, Sheng Chrisma Huang, I am very glad to meet you, today I bring you a song "Little Donkey", I hope you like it, come, music! Music...music? Accompaniment!"

"???" Pudding and Huang Sheng stared wide-eyed.

Huang Sheng asked softly, "Where's my accompanist?"

Pudding turned his head vigilantly, looked left and right, and pointed at himself tremblingly: "...me?"

"Yes." Huang Sheng nodded solemnly.

Pudding looked mournful, rolled his eyes with a sad face, and wanted to stuff all the sheep's kidneys into Huang Sheng's mouth, roaring in his heart: You are already old, you sing "Little Donkey" with woolen wool!

Huang Sheng gave him an encouraging look: "Accompanist, get up!"

Pudding took a deep breath, tapped the legs of the grill with the bamboo stick in his hand, and hummed: "Deng den den den den den den den den den den..."

"Lamb kidneys are good, lamb kidneys are wonderful, do you know the efficacy of lamb kidneys..." Huang Sheng sang energetically.

Pudding suddenly seemed to be choked by the neck, and slowly turned his head dumbfounded, looking at his face, wishing to pounce on him and tear his unreliable mouth.

"Hahaha..." The girls staggered with laughter, "Is this "Little Donkey"?"

"It's true if you mend the lamb's kidneys, and you can have a more harmonious family..." Huang Sheng winked at them, swaying to the rhythm, and brushing barbecue sauce on the lamb's kidneys, almost singing Good dance.

Pudding looked disheveled.

Huang Sheng sang and danced, and even baked a skewer. This showman-like spirit grabbed everyone's attention. The teenagers gradually gathered around, and a few lively ones even jumped up.

"This child..." Aunt Pan laughed angrily, "It's still so old that I can't do it properly!"

Father Xiao stood in the distance, watching Huang Sheng's performance with a smile, and comforted her in a warm voice: "Ah Sheng is lively, so he can get along well in the unit in the future, which is a good thing."

"Where is there a unit?" Aunt Pan sighed, "He's already finished his second year of graduate school, and he hasn't got a job yet..."

"Don't worry," Father Xiao said with a smile, "you will be satisfied."

Aunt Pan looked at him half worried and half happy, and said softly, "It's lucky to have you."

Xiao Qi withdrew his gaze, glanced at his father calmly, with a sneer on his lips, raised his legs and walked away from his father, walked across the courtyard and into the room without looking sideways.

Huang Sheng sang a song and reaped the pure friendship of countless junior high school students. Everyone happily shared skewers and jokes, which made Pudding laugh.

After eating the birthday cake, the children left one after another. The two girls pestered Huang Sheng to ask for a QQ number, and after staring at him adding themselves as friends, they reluctantly left.

Huang Sheng turned his face away and logged off the trumpet account from his mobile phone QQ.

Aunt Pan sent the last child out of the house, turned around and walked back to the courtyard, looked at the eldest son who was sitting under the osmanthus tree playing with his mobile phone, and said softly: "Ah Cheng, I played with everyone all night. Are you tired? I'm going to put the heat on." Water, take a bath and rest early."

"No," Huang Sheng smiled brightly at his mother, stood up, put his phone in his pocket, and said, "I'm going back to school."

"It's so late, it's not safe to walk at night," Aunt Pan stretched out her hand to press his collar, and said in a whisper, "The weather forecast says it will rain tonight, so stay at home for one night, and let Uncle Xiao take you tomorrow." Go to the mall with pudding to buy some clothes."

Huang Sheng smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, my bicycle is waterproof, let alone rain, I'm not afraid of hailstones."

Aunt Pan was silent for a moment, looked up at her son, her beautiful eyes were full of sadness, and sighed: "What is waterproof and not waterproof? You just see outsiders and don't take mother's place as your home..."

"How much you think!" Huang Sheng hugged her and said with a smile, "I have to go back to play games."

"You know how to play games all day long," Aunt Pan said unhappily, "At this time you have already signed a contract with the employer. You see, you haven't done anything, why are you in no hurry?"

Huang Sheng defended: "I didn't do anything? I did a lot, beautiful girl, this romantic young man in front of you is a sweet potato, and there are already several The unit stole me."

Aunt Pan couldn't help laughing, and gave him a look: "You are the only one who can play tricks! What units are they?"

"My own teacher wants me to study for a Ph. D., and I will continue to be rubbed against the bottom of his hand by his old man," Huang Sheng said, wrestling his fingers, "But if I want to leave, he can also introduce me to a research institute in Hainan. There is also an old classmate who is engaged in marine resource exploration in the South China Sea, saying that I can go there anytime..."

"No!" Aunt Pan interrupted him, "It's Hainan and South China Sea. It's too far away. I think it's better to stay in N City. Your Uncle Xiao has already promised to arrange a good job for you."

Huang Sheng raised his forehead: "Hey mother, you have already made arrangements, why are you asking me?"

Aunt Pan looked at him with resentment: "Your own work, of course, depends on your own will. Mom just pushes you when you need it, and won't force you."

"That's great, I'll just wait for your words!" Huang Sheng said, "I don't want Uncle Xiao to arrange work."

"You!" Aunt Pan choked with anger.

"You said you wouldn't force me!" Huang Sheng happily interrupted her, smugly threatening, "If you don't speak well, your face will be wrinkled."

"You child..." Aunt Pan pressed her heart tightly, feeling like she was going to have a heart attack from his anger.

"Hahaha..." Huang Sheng quickly fled the scene of the crime, laughed loudly, turned around and waved to his mother, "That's it! I'm leaving, mom, you've been busy all night, go to bed early, goodbye mom , goodbye, Uncle Xiao."

"Brother Cheng, do you still have to go?" Pudding yelled disappointedly, "I'll stay for one night, and I won't have class tomorrow."

"No, I accept the bed."

"Then come and sleep on my bed."

Huang Sheng pulled out his bicycle, flicked his long legs, and rode on it. With one leg propped on the ground, he turned his head and smiled at Pudding, "Do you have any brains? I still recognize your bed."

"You really want to go..." Pudding said reluctantly, pulling on his handlebar, "There are so many cars on the road, it's dangerous for you to be alone at night."

Huang Sheng pointed to the wheels of the car, and proudly said: "What's the danger? My car has been remodeled. Look here, it's luminous. When the car lights shine on the road, it will definitely blind your eyes."

"You modified this yourself?" Pudding was speechless, "It's like sitting on two hot wheels under the buttocks. What are you trying to figure out?"

"You know what a fart!" Huang Sheng cursed, couldn't help laughing again, stretched out his hand to hook Pudding's neck, dragged him to his eyes, and whispered in his ear, "I forgot to say something, brother's Happy birthday, little birthday boy."

His voice was delicate and penetrating to the bones, and such a low chuckle made Pudding unable to control his blushing, and said shyly, "Thank you."

Huang Sheng added: "It's okay to practice calligraphy well, don't waste the good pen that brother sells his kidney to buy for you."

Pudding choked, and muttered: "You've already sold your kidneys, it's not good to buy something, why can't you get along with my bad handwriting..."

"If you want to practice, you just practice. Why are there so many nonsense? I'm leaving." Huang Sheng stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of his head vigorously, kicked his long legs, and the bicycle jumped forward. When the last voice came out , People have already stepped on two hot wheels and rode out of the courtyard in a hurry, leaving Pudding standing in place, his eyes turned black when he thought of the two identical pens.

Aunt Pan watched her son's back disappear in the night before she came back to her senses, sighed, turned around and walked in, glanced at Xiao Qi standing in the corner, with a smile on her lips, and said softly: "Ah Qi today Are you staying here tonight?"

"Of course I have to live," Xiao's father said, "Has his room been cleaned?"

"The sun hasn't been out much these days, and the quilt hasn't been dried yet," Aunt Pan said. "Let's sleep in the same room with Pudding first, so I can tutor Pudding in mathematics."

"I don't need to say the last sentence..." Pudding said painfully.

Xiao Qi put his hands in his trouser pockets, raised his eyes and glanced at the happy family of three in front of him, and said lightly: "I still have something to do, I'm going back first."

"The child is old enough to be busy with his own affairs," Aunt Pan sighed, then turned her head and said to Father Xiao, "You can drive him, I'm afraid it's not easy to take a taxi at night."

Xiao Qi said: "I've already made an appointment for a car, and I'll be there soon."

"Okay." Xiao's father replied in disappointment, and said to Aunt Pan, "Last time he packed two boxes of American ginseng from Uncle Li for Ah Qi. He gets cold easily when the season changes, and who gave it to Auntie a few days ago? I’m too lazy to take the liver protection tablet, so I’ll bring it to him too, I heard that staying up all night will hurt the liver..."

Aunt Pan nodded: "OK."

Xiao Qi said: "I don't need those..."

"If you want to take it, you can take it. What are you doing out of sight like this?" Aunt Pan interrupted him with a smile, "It's because your father loves you."

Finally, with American ginseng in his left hand and liver protection tablets in his right hand, Xiao Qi stuffed his bag with pudding full of various snacks such as chocolate potato chips, dried tofu, etc., and boarded the reserved car just like a mobile canteen.

The driver smiled and said, "You just came out of the house? Parents are like this. They can't wait to put all the delicious food on their son. You are so happy."

"En." Xiao Qi responded perfunctorily, but sneered in his heart: Happiness?Maybe, heh.

The road at night was quiet and smooth, and the car drove towards the University City, Xiao Qi looked out of the window expressionlessly, and the light and shadow of the street lamps flashed quickly on the window glass.

The whole city is so prosperous, yet so lonely.

The car passed a bridge, and there was a man standing on the bridge, leaning on the railing and smoking a cigarette, his long legs were straight and slender under the light of the street lamps.

The headlights illuminated the dazzling wheels of the bicycle next to him, and the man raised his head and glanced casually over the window.

Xiao Qi's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and he turned his head abruptly, staring at his receding figure, feeling a very strange feeling in his heart.