SAYE

When Jiang Cheng and Gu Fei walked out of the school one after the other, they really wanted to tell Gu Fei, I am doing this to save face for Gu Miao, not for you.

But Gu Fei never looked back, so he didn't have a chance to say anything.

When the two of them stood side by side, there was nothing left to say, Gu Miao sat on the railing of the sidewalk with her skateboard in her arms and dangled her legs.

Seeing them coming out, she immediately jumped down, threw the board forward, jumped up and slid in front of the two of them, then reached out and took out a handful of candy from Gu Fei's pocket.

Jiang Cheng was stunned, watching Gu Miao pick out all the fruit candies from the candy.

This candy is actually prepared every day for Gu Miao's little friend?

Gu Miao peeled off a piece of candy and put it in her mouth, then turned her head and rushed out on the skateboard, skating on the edge of the sidewalk, probably because she was afraid of bumping into someone.

Jiang Cheng could only follow behind and stare. Although Gu Miao was very flexible and her skills were quite good, she was still a primary school student after all... and her brother actually turned around and went directly to get the car without even glancing over there.

Gu Miao slid forward for a while and then stopped, looking back at him.

"Why?" Jiang Cheng quickly walked a few steps to her side.

Gu Miao jumped off the skateboard and stepped aside.

Jiang Cheng really wanted to say that my whole body was sore from the fight with your brother yesterday, and I didn't want to slip anymore, but Gu Miao stared at him with big eyes, and he couldn't say that.

"Okay." He sighed, stepped on the skateboard and slid forward slowly.

Fortunately, after turning a corner, this road is not the main road, and there are few people.

Gu Miao ran behind him and suddenly clapped her hands.

When he turned his head, Gu Miao sped towards him and made gestures while running, which seemed to mean to let him go down.

"You're pretty good at playing..." He understood Gu Miao's meaning and jumped off the skateboard.

Gu Miao ran right there, jumped forward onto the board, took advantage of her inertia to rush out, kicked a few more times, and then turned her head to look at Jiang Cheng.

"Ah..." Jiang Cheng really felt quite tired, but he still ran over, "Why didn't you ask your brother to accompany you to do this..."

Gu Miao jumped off the board, and he jumped onto the board that was still sliding and continued to move forward.

Just like this, you slide forward section by section.

It's actually quite interesting, Gu Miao doesn't talk, and he doesn't need him to talk, just cooperate with her like that, the key is that she has good skills, so Jiang Cheng doesn't have to worry about her falling.

Gu Fei rode his bicycle more than ten meters away from them from beginning to end, paddling forward with one leg on the ground, fast and slow, playing with his phone with his head down, not looking at the road or his sister.

Jiang Cheng always wanted to wait for him to fall into some uncovered pit so that he could applaud himself.

But this small shabby city is shabby, but the management is quite good, even the bricks on the sidewalk are not missing. Gu Fei arrived at the intersection where they lived without incident.

"Okay," Jiang Cheng jumped off the skateboard, sweating from running, "I'm going back there."

Gu Miao stepped on the skateboard and waved goodbye to him.

He also waved.

Gu Miao put her hand to her mouth and whistled. Gu Fei raised his head and glanced at her, stepped on the pedal suddenly, and the bicycle rushed out. When passing by her, she reached out and grabbed the back seat of the car, followed Gu Fei took him out as if he was water skiing.

"...Let's take off." Jiang Cheng was a little speechless.

Gu Fei probably didn't have a father, and his mother's appearance is a bit hard to say. Maybe Gu Miao was brought up by Gu Fei like a dog.

This is going to be left at their house. If my mother sees a brother taking care of his sister like this, it will probably be talked about for half a year.

... Some things are like obsessive-compulsive disorder, and I keep thinking about them uncontrollably.

Jiang Cheng raised his head, took a big mouthful of cold air, and felt a little more comfortable in his heart.

Back in Li Bao's country, the card players were gone, the living room was in a mess, the unpacked cards on the table and a few broken jars full of soot made people sick to see.

When Jiang Cheng entered the kitchen, he couldn’t always order takeout. Now that he had no pocket money, he had to go out every day instead of going in, so he had to save some money. Just like Li Baoguo, let alone pocket money, it would be considered conscientious not to ask him for money.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, he wanted to smash things. Yesterday Li Baoguo finished making dumplings, and everything was just laid out, unwashed and cleaned, and there was still half a pot of noodle soup in the pot.

Jiang Cheng wanted to wash the pot, but just as he picked it up, he froze in place.

A cockroach drowned in the noodle soup.

This scene shocked him so much that he couldn't even vomit, just standing in the kitchen with the pot in his hand, he felt like there were myriads crawling over his whole body, making him feel disgusted and itchy.

After standing there for 2 minutes, he gritted his teeth and poured the noodle soup into the toilet, then put the pot on the ground, flushed the pot with the water pipe for a long time, and washed it with dish soap, and finally picked up the pot. Put the pot of water on the stove and start boiling water.

After the water boiled, he didn't turn off the fire, staring at the churning water until he felt that the last shadow of the cockroach had been boiled away, then he poured out the water and re-boiled a pot of water, intending to cook a bowl of noodles for himself .

There is a refrigerator in the kitchen, and it smells as soon as it is opened. There are only a few small red peppers in it. Judging by the appearance, it has been in the refrigerator for at least a month.

No meat, no eggs, nothing.

Hold!Does Li Baoguo buy the meat for making dumplings according to the quantity, there is no extra money!

After staring at the pot of water in a daze for a while, he turned off the fire.

After a horrific struggle between eating out, ordering takeout, and buying some vegetables to cook noodles, he decided to go grocery shopping.

He is powerless to change the current environment, the only thing he can do is to adapt, although it is easier said than done.

He took his wallet and mobile phone and went out to buy groceries.

He should go to the vegetable market, but... He has been here for so long, and he walks back and forth to the neighborhood every day, and he really didn't find any vegetable market.

I wanted to find someone to inquire about, but I had already reached the intersection, and I didn’t meet anyone walking by. It was time for cooking, and everyone was staying at home.

He frowned and glanced down the other street.

The fake supermarket in Gu Fei’s house must have it. Even if there are no vegetables, there must be some canned ham sausage and fish... I don’t know if it’s because he’s had a miserable life recently, but when he thinks of these things, he actually swallows them. I swallowed, I was hungry.

Jiang Cheng, just look at your potential!

After self-reflection, he still turned into the next street.

Now that the curtain of Gu Fei's shop is lifted, there is almost a shadow, and every time I feel embarrassed, now after a fight, I said a total of three sentences in the morning, and even came to buy things, which is even more embarrassing.

As soon as the curtain was lifted, he felt that all eyes were staring at him.

It was so embarrassing that it wasn't embarrassing, almost scared me somersault.

Seven people with 14 eyes, Gu Fei brother and sister plus not good bird and Li Yan.

Gu Fei was probably a little surprised, he looked back at him with his chopsticks and didn't speak.He didn't speak, and neither Hao Niao nor Li Yan said anything.

Only Gu Miao stood up and waved at him.

He smiled at Gu Miao, then walked in, "I'm going to do some shopping."

"Go and get it." Gu Fei said.

"Just... ham sausage, where is it?" Jiang Cheng looked inside, and Gu Fei's shop was quite big, with several rows of shelves.

"The row next to the window is the innermost one." Li Yan said.

"Thank you." Jiang Cheng glanced at him and walked over.

There are quite a variety of them, such as ham sausage, small crispy sausage and sliced ​​red sausage. He also took a pack, and also took a canned pork belly and a canned fish.

He walked two steps towards the cash register, thought about it and turned around again, and took all the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. Li Baoguo's kitchen was really horrible, and he was terrified of everything in it.

"Buying so much," Li Yan stood behind the cash register, and said while doing the billing, "Do you want to cook?"

"Well," Jiang Cheng hesitated, "Is there... a pot?"

"Wok?" Li Yan was stunned for a moment, then looked towards Gu Fei, "Is there a pot?"

Gu Fei was also stunned, and stood up: "What pot?"

"Just... the pot for cooking, the pot for cooking soup." Jiang Cheng said.

"Yes," Gu Fei said, "but the quality is better if you buy it from the mall."

"It's okay, as long as you have it," Jiang Cheng said.

Gu Fei glanced at him, turned around and walked to the corner at the far end. He took out two pots from a pile of buckets and basins, a frying pan and a soup pot, and raised his hand at him: "What size?"

"Okay." Jiang Cheng nodded, and went over to take it.

"Why don't we eat together," Li Yan supported the cash register, "It's a matter of adding a pair of chopsticks."

Jiang Cheng took out his wallet, Li Yan said this very enthusiastically, but when he raised his eyes to look over, Li Yan's eyes were full of unfriendly provocation.

What annoys Jiang Cheng the most is that some people are so hostile to him for no reason, take out the money and throw it away, put their hands on the cashier counter, and stare at him.

"The eyeballs fell out." Gu Fei walked over and sat back on the stool, and said, "Take the money."

Li Yan stared at him again, lowered his head and took the money, and looked at it for a long time before giving him change.

Jiang Cheng saw that he had no intention of getting bags for himself, so he looked at the side of the cash register, pulled two shopping bags from a stack of hanging shopping bags, packed them all, and then turned and went out the door.

"Are you sick?" Liu Fan looked at Li Yan.

"I'm not sick." Li Yan sat down, took a sip of wine from his glass, "I don't know why, but I just think this kid doesn't like it."

"Isn't it pleasing to the eye?" Liu Fan said, "I don't know, I thought you fell in love at first sight, and you almost licked it."

"Will you chat?" Li Yan stared at him.

"Brother Yan is not feeling well today." Luo Yu said with a smile while burying his head in his bones.

"It's none of your business," Li Yan gave him a sideways glance, "I made this meal, I don't want to cook noodles in the backyard."

"Hey, let me tell you, Li Yan, you bought this big bone really well today," Liu Fan said, "It's fresh."

"I asked my mother to buy it," Li Yan said, "I always want to eat meat when it's cold, and my eyes are green and shiny...Er Miao wipes her mouth with oil, she is a little beauty anyway, pay attention to her image ah."

Gu Miao took a tissue and wiped her mouth, buried her head and continued eating.

"By the way, did that person come again?" Liu Fan asked.

"Yeah." Gu Fei picked some vegetables into Gu Miao's bowl.

Gu Miao quickly picked up the vegetables and wanted to put them in Li Yan's bowl, but Gu Fei's chopsticks caught her chopsticks directly: "My face is so dry it's peeling."

Gu Miao had no choice but to retract her hand and stuff the vegetables into her mouth.

"A rash on your face is useless skin care products, right?" Li Yan leaned over to look at Gu Miao's face, "Er Miao, did you use the face oil Brother Yan bought for you last time?"

Gu Miao didn't speak.

"She finds it troublesome." Gu Fei said.

Li Yan clicked his tongue: "I don't know who to follow this roughness, neither your mother nor brother..."

He stopped halfway through speaking, stuck for a long time, and finally put a vermicelli in his mouth.

"It's okay." Gu Fei took a sip of the soup.

Li Yan bought vegetables to cook today's meal. The good thing about having a few homeless friends who are free is that they will come to help when my mother is unreliable.

The time when Gu Fei doesn't miss classes should be when his mother comes to the store, but there are at least two days in a week when she doesn't stay for half a day, and Li Yan will come over to watch the store and cook along the way.

The rice is not very good, just throw all kinds of vegetables in it, cook it in a mess, and eat it all in the same taste, but he is willing to buy vegetables, and every time the pot can't fit, he has to ask someone to come over eat.

After the meal, Liu Fan and the others left. Li Yan leaned on the chair, raised his head and rubbed his stomach: "Er Miao, I'll wash the dishes later. Brother Yan needs to digest his food. He ate too much."

Gu Miao picked up the skateboard and looked at Gu Fei.

"...Go." Gu Fei was a little helpless.

Gu Miao's love for skateboards is like obsessive-compulsive disorder, and this board is almost enough to sleep with her in her arms.

"Da Fei," Li Yan opened his eyes and looked at Gu Fei after Gu Miao went out, "Let's go out and play when the weather is warmer."

"Where are you going?" Gu Fei asked.

"I don't know, why don't you ask Sister Xin," Li Yan said, "Go out with their band."

"Forget it," Gu Fei lit a cigarette and drank it, "I won't go out for a while, and I'm still punished with a serious demerit."

"You still care about this?" Li Yan smiled.

"You have to mix up your diploma." Gu Fei said.

"If you get closer to that top student, you might be able to get into a good university." Li Yan looked at him.

Gu Fei glanced at him: "There must be shit in the brain."

"Actually," Li Yan thought for a while, looking at the ceiling, "If that kid doesn't push himself to the sky...he's still pretty strong."

Gu Fei didn't speak.

"I quite like this one." Li Yan said again.

"You will be beaten to pieces by this one," Gu Fei said, "You idiot."

"The pattern is blurry." Li Yan looked at his hair, "Do you want to fix it?"

"Aren't you having a hard time being idle?" Gu Fei puffed out a puff of smoke.

"Yes." Li Yan nodded.

Gu Fei turned his chair and turned his back to him.

Li Yan took out a toolbox from under the cash register: "How long do you want to keep this pattern, do you want to get a new one?"

"No." Gu Fei leaned his head on the backrest.

"Ding Zhuxin is really your goddess." Li Yan took the tool and began to repair the rest on the left side very carefully.

"My goddess is Gu Miao," Gu Fei said, "Don't keep comparing me with Sister Xin, especially in front of her."

"Understood," Li Yan nodded, "You are no longer a follower, you don't look up to others, and you don't even like women."

Gu Fei was a little amused: "Is she paying you wages?"

"No, I just think she's quite stupid, she knows you...and still likes you," Li Yan sighed, "The name has been changed, I don't know what to think."

Gu Fei didn't speak.

Ding Zhuxin's previous name was Zhuyin, but later he changed it to Zhuxin.

Bamboo has no heart.

Yes, what are you thinking.

When he was a child, he admired Ding Zhuxin, and thought she was cool and free and easy. During his most confused and helpless years, Ding Zhuxin gave him much more support than his mother.He still appreciates it now, but he didn't think that many things will change, changes will always appear little by little, and he will find that everything is different when he suddenly wakes up.

Jiang Cheng struggled for an hour with his mobile phone to navigate before he finally arrived at the logistics warehouse.

When the staff pulled his things out on a flatbed, he was startled, and several huge boxes were piled up into a hill.

"Check it out, they're all numbered." The staff gave him a list.

After Jiang Cheng signed, he hurried out to find a delivery truck. The driver didn't want to help him carry the box onto the truck, and he didn't want to pay for it. Jiang Cheng could only drag the box around with one and a half hands. got in the car.

At this moment, I feel sore and unbearable all over my body. A fight is like running [-] meters.

After the box was put on the car, the driver asked him to sit in the passenger seat, but he refused after thinking about it, and climbed into the cargo bed at the back.

He couldn't wait to see what his mother had sent him.

After he left that home, what his mother would send him, he always felt that he would know better what his mother was thinking after seeing these things.

The boxes were all tightly sealed, so he took a knife and slashed open the heaviest box.

It's a box of books.

The novels and comics he bought, as well as the magazines he ordered, were neatly packed and tightly packed. Jiang Cheng frowned, took out a few from the top floor, and looked down.

I saw the review materials used in the senior high school entrance examination.

He closed the lid of the cardboard box. My mother probably sent all the books on his shelf, and the box below was also filled with books.

He doesn't particularly like reading, and there aren't many books on the bookshelf, but adding all kinds of review materials is enough to make the two cardboard boxes dead heavy, just like his mood.

After hesitating for a moment, he opened a smaller box beside him.

It is full of his gadgets, all kinds of decorations on the desk and in the drawers, interesting toys, handicrafts, alarm clocks, pen holders, small mirror frames, and even an old flat lighter.

He closed his eyes, rubbed his hands hard on his face a few times, propped his forehead and didn't want to move any more.

Judging by this posture, my mother probably didn't leave anything behind him, except for the piano, which was all sent over in one go.

For so long, he has always felt depressed, depressed, incomprehensible and unacceptable, as well as resentment and anger, but when he saw these things, he felt sad for the first time.

He had a cold war with his family, was scolded by his parents, and was sent back to his birthplace by them. None of this made him sad. Seeing his mother as if she was going to complete a task, he didn't distinguish at all and didn't consider whether he needed it. He only felt pain in his heart when he sent these things intact.

This kind of sadness is stronger and more inevitable than any of his emotions before.

He could barely get up when the driver stopped.

A pile of large and small boxes were moved out of the car. After the car drove away, Jiang Cheng lightly kicked the boxes and sighed.

Leaning on the box and staring at the snow that had been trampled into black mud by the side of the road in a daze, he didn't move until an old man collecting rags passed by on a tricycle.

"Two boxes of books." Jiang Cheng pointed to the boxes.

The uncle looked at it: "Now we collect books at the same price as we collect waste paper."

"Okay, take it." Jiang Cheng said.

After the uncle weighed the book, he opened the box of small sundries, took out the only big black slingshot he wanted to keep inside, and asked, "What about these?"

"Let me take a look," the uncle rummaged through the box roughly, and took out the contents to have a look. "These are useless, nothing can be taken apart... 30 yuan."

"Take it away." Jiang Cheng said.

"The one in your hand is still worth some money," said the uncle, "twenty?"

"This one is not for sale." Jiang Cheng put the slingshot in his pocket, feeling that the uncle is really dark enough, he bought it for more than 200 yuan, and he dared to ask for 20 yuan.

There are still two boxes of his clothes, and the uncle still wants to collect them with great interest: "Where are the clothes?"

"What do you think?" Jiang Cheng said.

The uncle laughed a few times, took out money from his pocket and handed it to him, as well as a business card: "If you have anything to sell, just call me, I live nearby, come here soon."

"Okay." Jiang Cheng stuffed his business card and money into his pockets.

When he dragged the two boxes of clothes into the house, he felt like dragging two boxes of iron, very heavy.

I don't know if it's really sinking, or he just lost his energy.

The two boxes of clothes could still be put in the room. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the boxes in front of him.

With so many things, he spent a lot of effort and money to transport them back, and then sold the scraps, he couldn't help laughing, this brain is so good, Xueba.

He took out the dirty money from his pocket, it was all small change, it looked like a lot.

Such a heavy and big box turned into a few small pieces of paper.