Yizhi

Zhao Huan and Ying Ying came to the study room to pick out books. As soon as they entered the door, they saw math textbooks on the desk, a few notebooks and a few pens spread out in disorder, obviously as if they had studied well.

She turned her head, Song Yezhi leaned against the door and waited for her.

"You like math too?"

Capture keywords, too.Song Yezhi blinked his eyes, feeling bad.

……

Half an hour later, Song Yezhi's phone rang again, and he handed it to Zhao Huanyu expressionlessly, and Zhao Huanyu took it naturally.

The other end of the receiver yelled: "I'm here, you come out to pick me up!"

Zhao Huan and: "Okay."

Zhao Huanyu got up, and before leaving, he clicked on the directory, and said, "Look at Chapter 1 first, I'll pick him up first."

"Ah."

It doesn't matter, it's better to take the initiative to discuss with peers than to be forced to learn by the make-up teacher.Song Yezhi comforted himself like this.

Zhao Huanyu kept the door open, and Song Yezhi didn't need to open it again when he came back.In the distance, Song Yezhi heard conversations, one was Zhao Huan and the other was a boy.Gradually, gradually clear.

"I told you it was the third alley."

"No, you only said that there are blue leaflets on the poles. I believe you, every pole has blue leaflets after you come here!"

"Then I'm talking about the third flyer!"

"Is it tiring to put up leaflets! Every telegraph pole is so close, just one sheet is enough!"

If you can't argue with two sentences, you will make a mistake.

"It's quite free. Song Yezhi was tearing up the wall all morning in the cold day."

In fact, there is no morning.

Song Yezhi put down his pen and got up to meet him.

"That's pretty miserable." The boy's voice turned a corner, a few degrees lower than the one who complained about posting small advertisements, "...Who is Song Yezhi?"

Right in front of the door, Song Yezhi pushed it, and the door was wide open.

"I."

Zhao Huanyu shivered from the cold, jumped into the room a few steps, turned to look at Zhou Yeshan, and urged, "Come in, are you stupid?"

Zhou Yeshan came back to his senses, lowered his eyes, and replied, "Get out, you...you are stupid."

Song Yezhi closed the door, bent down and put a pair of slippers on the ground: "New ones." He pointed to the shelf, "You can hang your coat there."

Zhou Yeshan held the cabinet in his hand, rubbed his left foot with his right foot to take off the right shoe, rubbed his right foot with his left foot to take off the left shoe, and asked, "Can I keep my coat off?"

Song Yezhi glanced at him: "Yes."

Zhao Huanyu slapped him: "I just found out that you have so many things."

Zhou Yeshan smiled twice, took off the lamb wool coat, paused when he hung it up, and hung it next to a long black down jacket.Turning around again, a cup of hot water was stuffed in his hand.

"Thank you."

"Need not."

Song Yezhi was a few centimeters shorter than him, and he stood far away, so he couldn't tell whether it was his neck or his ears. In short, he had to raise his eyes to see himself - he didn't need to lift too high when he stood far away.

Song Yezhi asked Zhou Yeshan: "Do you want to rest for a while before starting?"

Zhao Huan and walked around to the living room, took an apple and gnawed on it, went into the study, and answered for them, "Start while resting."

The three of them sit together and can only choose the corner of the table.Zhao Huan and Zai bent over to read the questions, thinking about how to make up lessons for them.Song Yezhi went to the dining room to move two chairs, and Zhou Yeshan also came to help.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Song Yezhi."

"What a coincidence...my name is Zhou Yeshan."

"Ah hello."

I don't know where it is.

Seeing Zhou Yeshan take the other chair in his hand, Song Yezhi thanked him.

Zhou Yeshan's shoes were half dragging on his feet, and he was knocked off by the foot of the chair after walking two steps. He lowered his head and pulled the shoes with his feet, smiled, and said you're welcome.

After sitting down, Zhou Yeshan and Zhao Huanyu asked Song Yezhi to sit in the middle.Zhao Huanyu hasn't finalized the tutoring method yet, but only talked about her general idea. The first step is to figure out their foundation.

Zhou Yeshan: "I haven't passed the exam for a year, how about you?"

Song Yezhi: "I occasionally pass the passing mark."

Zhou Yeshan: "Then you are better than me."

Song Yezhi: "Only occasionally is better than you."

Zhao Huanyu was stunned, and stopped chewing: "There is no need to distinguish so clearly, half a catty is not much different from eight taels."

Zhou Yeshan put down his pen: "You're attacking personally before mending, you need to correct your attitude."

Song Yezhi looked at him, Zhou Yeshan immediately looked back, caught his gaze, and said, "I want to eat an apple too, can I?"

"can."

Song Yezhi got up and went to the living room to serve the fruit plate.

Zhou Yeshan flipped through the book in his hand, looking at the title page with a clear purpose.This person's handwriting is upright and flying, his shape is upright, and his traces are flying——

Song Yezhi.

Zhou Yeshan twirled the paper on the title page and flipped back and forth.It turns out that "wild" is different from "yes", no wonder his expression was puzzled for a moment just now.

If you don't understand, why don't you ask?

Zhao Huan grabbed the book: "Are you a fan of it?"

"I feel hot."

Zhou Yeshan let go of the page, and snorted softly.

Yi Qingwei was arranging his clothes in the bedroom, he poked his head out to have a look, Shen Leji was still on the phone in the living room downstairs.He sighed helplessly, retreated to the closet, slid his fingers among a pile of hangers, lingered for a long time, and took out a denim jacket.

"Okay, thank you teacher."

Yi Qingwei just heard this sentence when he went downstairs, and when someone hung up the phone, he asked, "Why, did you call her homeroom teacher?"

"Well, I asked for the boy's phone number."

"and then?"

While speaking, Shen Lejie's mobile phone was already attached to his ear: "Then dial."

Yi Qingwei poured himself a glass of water, went to sit down beside Shen Leji, and lazily leaned on the sofa: "And then what? Zhao Huan and you are not ignorant children. We were younger than her when we were so old." It's too much, and at that time I didn't see brother Shen and sister-in-law taking care of you so leniently."

There was still a regular "beep—" in the receiver, and Shen Leji glanced at him lightly: "You don't have a younger sister."

"I have a niece."

"Different."

"Okay, then I..."

"Hi, I'm Shen Lejie, brother of Zhao Huanyu. Excuse me, are you Zhou Yeshan?"

Yi Qingwei saw Shen Lejie introducing himself seriously, finally laughed and shook his head slowly.

As soon as Shen Leji finished speaking, the phone was hung up.

Yi Qingwei suppressed a smile and said, "Call one more time and see if the phone is turned off."

Shen Le's expression was displeased.

Yi Qingwei patted him on the shoulder and stood up: "You take your time, I'm going to school first."

"What experiment? I want you to go in person."

"Go and see for yourself to rest assured."

It took only a few minutes for a few words, Shen Leji's cell phone rang, and he looked down, it was the classmate named Zhou Yeshan who called back.

Yi Qingwei leaned over: "The kid is quite kind, Zhao Huan and his vision are good." He took out the phone from Shen Lejie's hand, pressed the speakerphone, "Listen."

Yi Qingwei: "Hi, hello."

They didn't speak for a long time.

Yi Qingwei: "Hello?"

After a few seconds of delay, a voice came out. It was a boy, but with a doubtful but sure tone: "...Uncle?"

"..."

Song Yezhi was hung up and stared at the phone blankly.Zhou Yeshan sat on the chair, still in shock.Zhao Huanyou leaned on his head, staring at the page full of trigonometric function formulas in a daze.

Zhou Yeshan: "It's a loss."

No one answered him.

Zhou Yeshan: "You didn't mention after-sales service, did you?"

Zhao Huanyu: "It's the after-sales service derived from your value-added business."

Zhou Yeshan thought about it, yes, he regretted it.

Song Yezhi listened to their conversation, like listening to the trigonometric function just now.

He stood up, brought an empty fruit plate, and said, "I'm going to wash another bunch of grapes."

The two nodded in a daze: "Okay."

Zhou Yeshan: "When will your brothers arrive?"

Zhao Huanyu looked at his watch: "Within 10 minutes."

Zhou Yeshan scratched his head: "Fortunately, Song Yezhi is here."

Zhao Huanyu nodded: "Otherwise, jumping into the Yellow River won't clean it up."

Zhou Yeshan: "Huanyu, let's break up today."

Zhao Huanyu: "Okay, it would be nice if you thought about it earlier."

Zhou Yeshan: "It's okay, it's not too late."

Zhao Huan and: "Yes."

After a while, Song Yezhi went back and forth, not only washing the grapes, but also apples and pears.

"Are you still eating?"

Zhou Yeshan shook his head: "Let's save it for the brothers who are coming soon... let's eat."

Song Yezhi gave a "huh" and put the fruit plate back in the living room. Just as he bent down, he heard a knock on the door outside the courtyard. The three of them looked at each other. Bow startled bird.

Zhao Huanyu: "I'll drive."

Outside the door, Shen Le put down his knocking hand and looked at the person beside him: "Didn't you say you are going to the laboratory?"

Yi Qingwei was dressed a little thinly, and his back was straighter than usual: "Do you remember the way to his house?"

The door opened, and Zhao Huanyu stood in front of them with a calm expression: "Brother, uncle."

Shen Leji looked at her, didn't move, and was forcefully pushed into the yard by Yi Qingwei behind him: "Zhao Huan and come in quickly, why come out and open the door without putting on a coat."

Song Yezhi waited at the door, called someone, and handed two pairs of slippers to their feet: "New ones." He pointed to the shelf, "You can hang your coat there."

Zhao Huan and followed behind, less than two hours in one afternoon, this was the third time she had heard Song Yezhi say this sentence, after thinking about it, she began to want to laugh again.

Yi Qingwei was the last to enter the door and took off his clothes, only to find that there was no place for the clothes hanger on the floor.There are quite a lot of guests in this courtyard today, and Song Yezhi's two or three coats that are convenient for traveling are all on the shelves.

He laughed and said, "Where do I put this?"

After speaking, Song Yezhi went to pick up Yi Qingwei's clothes: "I'll put them in my bedroom."

Yi Qingwei handed him the clothes.

Song Yezhi paused, remembering something, and asked, "Uncle, have you eaten?"

Yi Qingwei glanced at Song Yezhi, the child was still wearing pajamas, and there were a few strands of hair that were not neatly curled up.He smiled: "Have you eaten?"

"Ate."

Shen Lejie came to the study, Zhao Huan and He Zhou Yeshan stood side by side in front of him.He looked at it, annoyed in his heart, took a step forward, and looked down at the table. Except for a few books, the rest were all peels and stones.

"Are you coming to the study to study or to eat?"

Zhou Yeshan: "Eat while learning."

Shen Leji looked at him with no expression on his face, his eyes were a little cold.

Being stared at by such eyes, Zhou Yeshan unconsciously stood up straighter: "Brother, Huanyu and I have already broken up."

Song Yezhi and Yi Qingwei came over and happened to hear Zhou Yeshan's words.Yi Qingwei didn't respond, and seemed in a good mood, while Song Yezhi was at a loss, were they in a relationship before?

happy with?

Shen Leji's eyes became colder: "Her surname is Zhao."

Zhao Huan and Shen Le both looked up.

Zhou Yeshan understood: "Zhao Huanhe."

"When was it divided?"

Zhou Yeshan told the truth: "Just now."

"..."

Zhao Huanyu covered his forehead secretly, his brain must have been hammered, and he asked Zhou Yeshan for help.

Shen Le was admonishing others, Yi Qingwei didn't interfere, wandering around the house, from the living room to the kitchen, from the kitchen to the dining room.Song Yezhi glanced at the three of them, and followed behind Yi Qingwei.

"Uncle... What's wrong with Brother Le Jie?"

"They fell in love early, and her brother discovered it." Saying this, Yi Qingwei still raised his neck and looked at the ceiling of the restaurant, "Why did they come to you?"

"Zhao Huan and Lai help me with math, and Zhou Yeshan's math is not good either."

Yi Qingwei nodded, not wanting to ask more questions, walked a few steps, and asked, "Is this your bedroom?"

"Ah."

"I'm in?"

Song Yezhi was one step ahead of him and opened the door for him, and the bedroom was completely changed.There are very few furnishings, a table and a chair, a bed and a cabinet, a hanger, simple and clean.The quilt on the bed was not folded, nor was it messy, it was spread evenly and casually.There are several books on the table, open and closed.

There were only two denim jackets on the hanger, one of which belonged to him.

Yi Qingwei approached, his eyes stayed on the table, he scanned a few times, and pointed to one of them: "Francoise Sagan." He tilted his head and asked, "Did you buy this book?"

Song Yezhi stepped forward to look, toes touching toes, sleeves rubbing against sleeves.

"No, it was in the drawer when it came."

Yi Qingwei opened the hard cover of the book, and the title page was blank, like plucking the keys of a piano, or picking clothes at home earlier, and skimming the pages of the whole book with his index finger.

He chuckled: "That's mine."

Song Yezhi was looking at his fingers, and after hearing this, he turned to look at his face.

"Someone asked me to ask for it, but I couldn't find it. It turned out to be you." Yi Qingwei turned around, leaned against the corner of the table, legs stretched obliquely, and faced Song Yezhi, he said, "I lived in your house for a while, This is the room, you only came to me at that time..." He compared, "Chest?"

Song Yezhi looked at his chest.

"It's not the chest now, it's me..." He thought about it again, "The chest of 13 years old, you are not yet eight years old."

When Song Yezhi listened to him, he couldn't grasp the key points, or it could be said that he always grasped the key points.

It turned out to be more than five years behind him.

Song Yezhi: "It sounds like you've seen me before."

Yi Qingwei: "I've seen it."

Song Yezhi opened his eyes wide: "I don't remember..."

Yi Qingwei: "At that time, you didn't know me."

During the winter vacation when he was 13 years old, he had already stepped into the stage of struggling for the high school entrance examination. Yi Yan enrolled him in an English cram school, and he had to go there every day, and he had to make up for a month in the freezing weather.Yi Qingwei was very obedient, and obediently went once, but refused to go again after returning, saying that the road was too cold and slippery, and he stumbled and took a step back home.

Yi Yan ignored his tricks and said, "It's cold? That's just right. You're going to live in the courtyard of Uncle Song's house this month. Coincidentally, Brother Song Jun came here a few days ago. It's close to the class, and you can get there in three or two minutes. Let you fall a few times less."

"elder brother……"

"It's okay, I've already told you, Brother Jun, they just happened to be going back to the south today, and it's just right for you to go there now."

"I live alone?"

"I found you an aunt who cooks."

"Shen Leji's English is not very good." Yi Qingwei was quite loyal.

"I remember Brother Shen said that Le Jie is the first in a single subject this year." Yi Yan thought for a while, "I didn't see that your ambitions are very ambitious. Brother doesn't need you to take the first place in the grade, as long as you don't hold you back in other subjects."

"..."

The car was parked at the intersection, and it was impossible to get in any further.Yi Qingwei got out of the car with big bags and small bags. The driver got out of the car and wanted to help him. He waved his hand: "It's okay, you can go back."

He walked forward slowly, and when he passed a telephone pole at the entrance of the alley, he found a child standing next to him, tightly wrapped up, as if he was about to cry.After meeting Yi Qingwei's eyes, the child hurriedly staggered away, but it wasn't enough, so he turned around silently, facing the wall alone.

Yi Qingwei dropped his luggage at his feet, squatted down, and asked with a smile, "What are you hiding from me for?"

"you alone?"

"Where are your parents?"

He asked questions slowly, with long intervals, patiently waiting for the child to answer.Unexpectedly, the child is very defensive. He didn't want to meet the eyes of passers-by just now because he was afraid that others would know that he was lost.

Yi Qingwei: "Brother is not a bad person, have you seen the phone booth over there? You call your family, I won't take you away, let them pick you up."

The child was finally willing to take a look at him and then at the phone booth, but he still didn't speak.

"My name is Yi Qingwei. I'm in the third year of junior high school. I'm here to study English... Do you know what English is?" Yi Qingwei asked, "Should I call you brother or sister?"

The person was wrapped up with only one pair of eyes, a hat, scarf and mask, down jacket to the heel, and snow boots. Everything was missing. He was a well-cared-for child.

No wonder, the north wind was whistling, and Yi Qingwei felt chilly after standing for a few minutes. He stood up, trying to block the rapid wind for the child.The child thought he was going to leave and grabbed his sleeve.

"I don't know Dad's phone number."

Yi Qingwei squatted down again: "Are you cold?"

He shook his head.

"Then do you know your father's name?"

The child fell into silence again, he couldn't trust him completely, and he didn't want him to leave, leaving him alone.

Yi Qingwei didn't ask any more questions, and didn't even dare to move casually, otherwise the child thought he was going to leave again.

There was a stalemate for a long time.

"My father's name is Song Jun."

Yi Qingwei opened his mouth round: Me, shit.

"Where did he go, why did you leave you outside alone?"

"Dad said he had something urgent to do, so he left."

"Where's mom?"

"at home."

"What about you?"

"I came out to chase Dad, but the car was going too fast."

"Well, what's your name and how old are you?"

"My name is Song Yezhi, I am 7...8 years old."

"Okay, I'm just going to your house, let's go together."

The tender Song Yezhi didn't move, and looked at him fixedly: "You said just now that you wouldn't take me away."

"..."

right.

Yi Qingwei chose the next best thing: "How about going to the phone booth with me?"

"Brother, I picked up a child at the street corner, don't I need to go to make up lessons today?"

After scolding him for being rude, Yi Qingwei said: "It's Brother Song Jun's son... right? I remember that his family gave birth to a son. Now he is squatting here and refuses to leave with me. Call Song Junge Telephone."

Yi Qingwei hung up the phone, looked at him, and said, "I know your father."

Song Yezhi listened to his call and believed half of it, but didn't answer.

"Your father's name is Song Jun..."

"That's what I told you."

"Yes, listen to me." Yi Qingwei noticed that Song Yezhi was still tugging on his sleeve.

When the phone rang, Yi Yan read a series of numbers, and Yi Qingwei dialed again.

"Hello?...Brother Song Jun?...I happened to see it, and when I asked, I found it right..."

Yi Qingwei was talking on the phone, his sleeves were clenched even tighter, he said a few more words, and handed the phone to Song Yezhi.

Song Yezhi took it over, called Dad, said "um" twice, and it was gone.

Yi Qingwei: "Are you finished?"

Song Yezhi's voice was very crisp: "It's over, let's go."

Later, when they got home, they found out that Song Yezhi said that Jin Min was at home, and it was Nan Bian'er's home.Song Jun came to Beijing on a business trip, and no one at home took care of the child, so he brought him along.The driver who delivered the child was in a hurry, packed everything up, and when he was about to leave, he found that the child was missing.After looking around in and out of the courtyard, I received the news that I was found, so I was relieved and waited at the door.

As soon as he came back, Song Yezhi was about to be carried into the car by the driver. When he left, Yi Qingwei looked down at his cuffs, which were wrinkled and ugly.Looking up, the child sitting in the back seat took off his scarf, mask and hat by himself, and looked at him eagerly. When he saw him coming, he hurriedly staggered away, just like he was on the telegraph pole before—a bit different.

Yi Qingwei walked up and pinched the boy's small chin, feeling cool.

"You don't have to wear a mask, but you have to wear a scarf."

Yi Qingwei circled and circled for him, and finally tied a loose knot.

"Goodbye."

Song Yezhi didn't speak, just looked at him.

The boy is still young, but it can already be seen that he looks very good.Especially a pair of eyes, clear and bright, even if they are silent, they are still loving.

Yi Qingwei thought for a while, and said: "You have one thing, just like when you were a child, you don't like to communicate with people, and you don't talk much."

Song Yezhi shook his head and denied it.

"A lot."

"But one thing is different from when I was a child."

"what?"

"You were clingy when you were young."

Yi Qingwei lowered his eyes for no reason, and looked at his cuffs.

Song Yezhi didn't remember anything when he was a child, and he even forgot that he had been to Beijing. Hearing what Yi Qingwei said at this time, he pondered for a few seconds and asked, "You are the wrong person."