little uncle

After two days of final exams, Zhou Hongyuan ushered in his winter vacation life.

Contrary to Zhou Hongyuan, Cheng Yu ushered in his first busy season since joining the company.Overtime work day and night, regular meetings day after day, and redundant and redundant reports made all the staff physically and mentally exhausted.What's more, there are countless nepotism and political struggles, which make Cheng Yu, who has never been good at seeking opportunities, unable to resist.Before this year, Cheng Yu never thought that his future work would not be scientific research and data, but endless intrigue and infighting.He was both bewildered and helpless.

Cheng Yu is a materialist, he has never believed in the illusory destiny, and there is no support for grief and anger.He is not a shameless person who angers others at will. The choice is all made by himself, and he can't blame anyone.He knew that he had to swallow these hardships in his stomach.

Cheng Yu wore the stars and the moon all day long, but fortunately Zhou Hongyuan was sensible, and when he got home at night, he could have a mouthful of hot soup and rice.Whether it tastes good or not is another matter, in short, the mind is here.

The night before returning to school to collect his grades, Zhou Hongyuan didn't fall asleep until one or two o'clock in the night, scratching his heart like an ant on a hot pot. He was afraid of disturbing Cheng Yu's clear dream, and he didn't even dare to turn over. , had to lie on the bed, staring at the ceiling, waiting for sleepiness to fall.

Before dawn the next day, Zhou Hongyuan woke up together with Cheng Yu who was catching the early bus to work. The two uncles and nephews were sleepy and excited, so they hurriedly ate a few mouthfuls of bread and went out together.

Zhou Hongyuan wasn't the only one who was excited. When he arrived in the classroom, he realized that there were still more than a dozen people in front of him. As soon as he sat down, Zheng Mingkun leaned over with a note in his hand, and asked, "Guess what's your exam?" Where is our class?" Zhou Hongyuan was in a hurry, and he didn't have time to play guessing games with Zheng Mingkun, so he reached for the note, Zheng Mingkun smiled, and stuffed the note In his hands, a long strip of grades, a 3 was written on the penultimate grid, and a 10 was written on the last grid.

He was the third in the class and the tenth in the school.

Zhou Hongyuan's hanging heart finally fell to the ground, and he let out a long sigh of relief.Zheng Mingkun also sat down, and asked in a low voice, "Why don't you ask me how I did in the exam?"

Zhou Hongyuan glanced at him angrily, and asked, "Oh, are you number one or number two?"

Zheng Mingkun "cut" and said, "Second, this time the first was snatched away by that kid Siyuan."

Zhou Hongyuan smiled silently, thinking to himself, you two are as good as one person, so why do you care who is first and who is second?Isn't it just a disguised show for me?

Teacher Cui was very satisfied with Zhou Hongyuan's performance. As soon as the grades came out, he praised Zhou Hongyuan in front of the head teacher and the golden lion king in the office, and even praised Zhou Hongyuan when he returned to the classroom. In the end, Zhou Hongyuan heard Feeling hot all over, he lowered his head, already in a somewhat embarrassing situation, but afterwards, he felt full of fighting spirit.

Teacher Cui briefly talked about the exam situation, and then the teachers of each subject assigned homework one after another. After the end, everyone dispersed, and the winter vacation officially started.

Zheng Mingkun and Wu Siyuan were the kings of the kids in the class, they would ask if they would go to dinner together as soon as it was over.The two brothers warmly invited Zhou Hongyuan, and Xiao Hongyuan couldn't help being moved, but when he thought of being penniless, he had no choice but to lower his head and say in a muffled voice, "I don't want to go."Zheng Mingkun and Wu Siyuan were somewhat regretful, but they didn't force it.

Seeing Zheng Mingkun and Wu Siyuan yelling and leaving in the crowd, Zhou Hongyuan's mood suddenly fell to the bottom.

Zhou Hongyuan always ate breakfast at home, and for lunch he had to swipe his school meal card, so he had no use for money, so Cheng Yu never thought of giving him pocket money.It's no wonder Cheng Yu, he is tired enough to go to work and take care of himself every day, and it is impossible to cover everything, Zhou Hongyuan thought so, but although he understood the truth, he still couldn't stop the depression in his heart.He knew that he shouldn't have had so many demands, it was Cheng Yu's love and pampering for him that allowed him to push forward.This is very bad.

Zhou Hongyuan returned home and scrambled the simplest scrambled eggs with tomatoes.In the afternoon, I wrote my homework on the dining table for a while, and the irritability in my heart continued to surge. Finally, I just closed my textbook and started watching TV.

These days, Cheng Yu didn't go home until midnight every night, so Zhou Hongyuan had to cook dinner by himself.He is now at the age of a tall man, he scrambled a plate of garlic and eggs, and inadvertently ate two-thirds of it by himself.Seeing the mess, he felt a little embarrassed, and was about to make some more little uncle for him, when Cheng Yu went home.

Cheng Yu was so tired that he couldn't even speak, he sat on the chair and panted for a while, then he glanced at the dishes on the table, praised his little nephew as usual, and took the dishes out of the plate with half a steamed bun wipe clean.Seeing that he had finished eating, Zhou Hongyuan got up silently to wash the pots and dishes. When he came back, he saw Cheng Yu had already fallen on the bed.

Zhou Hongyuan tiptoed two steps into the room, Cheng Yu didn't fall asleep, opened his eyes and said, "Sorry, I'm too tired."

Zhou Hongyuan felt very uncomfortable.He nodded, and after a long time, he whispered, "Uncle, I got No.3 in the class."

Cheng Yu smiled, reached out and stroked Zhou Hongyuan's hair, and said, "Uncle knows, you have always been great."

The smile on Zhou Hongyuan's face was far-fetched and ugly, and in the end, the two of them remained silent.

The days passed day by day, and in a blink of an eye, it was the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, and Cheng Yu finally had a holiday.

Although Cheng Manhong defected from the family, she is an old-fashioned person in her heart. Whenever the New Year closes, no matter how tired she is, she will clean the house inside and out, and then paste auspicious couplets and blessings. But it looks like a bustling scene.In the past, Cheng Yu didn't understand Cheng Manhong's behavior of swollen face to pretend to be a fat man, but when he walked into the cold house facing the lights of thousands of houses, he suddenly understood Cheng Manhong's thoughts.

The days are hard enough, and I always need to find some sustenance, and I always have to give myself something to look forward to.In the past, Cheng Yu was not only his own hope, but also his mother's hope. Now half of Cheng Yu's life has been shattered, and his biggest hope is that only Zhou Hongyuan can grow up.

On New Year's Eve, Cheng Yu took Zhou Hongyuan to the supermarket to buy new year's goods, and when he returned home, he followed his mother's example, mopping the floor, cleaning the table, wiping off the dust on the shelves and the windows, pasting up Spring Festival couplets, With the word "Fu", everything looks lively and prosperous.

Zhou Hongyuan naturally didn't want to see him working alone, so he hurried forward to help. The uncle and nephew chatted useless gossips while cleaning up, but they didn't think it was too hard.

At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, under Li Rui's remote guidance, Cheng Yu spent a long time kneading the dough, chopping the dumpling stuffing, and waiting for the dough to ferment, the two of them rolled out the skin and made a bag. They cooperated well, but after a while, Then make a chopping board of dumplings.

Immediately afterwards, the dumplings were put into the pot, facing the sound of countless firecrackers, and facing the festive broadcast on TV, their New Year's Eve dinner began.

Zhou Hongyuan talked very little on weekdays, and most of the time he was silent. Although Cheng Yu talked a lot, these days he was really depressed.

Zhou Hongyuan didn't like the smell of cigarettes, but his little uncle was smoking more and more fiercely.Fortunately, his uncle never smoked at home, but the smell of cigarettes really bothered him.

Cheng Yu bought wine.Li Rui can be regarded as a playboy in the university city, and in the past four years, Cheng Yu and Li Rui have been hanging out a lot, and they have been drunk at the dinner table a few times. In the past, he didn't like this feeling, and he didn't like it He was so light and uncontrollable, and now he understands how indispensable alcohol is in the world of adults.

Cheng Yu took out the glass and poured half a glass of white wine for himself. The pungent touch and bitter taste directly stimulated his brain and mobilized all his senses.Zhou Hongyuan looked at his uncle silently, speechless.

Cheng Yu drank a lot on his own, and in the end, his fair cheeks turned red again and again, layer upon layer, like maple leaves in late autumn.

Zhou Hongyuan stared at the man in front of him.At this moment, he was so fragile and helpless, the softness and pain in his whole body were exposed in front of him.Cheng Yu's fragility made Zhou Hongyuan irritated and saddened.The person in front of him was his uncle, his parents who provided him with food and clothing, education and reading, relatives who built a warm home for him, and gods who completely saved him from suffering.

And his god is not invincible, he has countless worries and pains, and those troubles and sufferings are ultimately one that cannot be said, one that dare not ask.

This thought made Zhou Hongyuan almost disillusioned, and made him at a loss.He used to think that Cheng Yu could shield him from all harm, but only now did he realize that his little uncle was actually just a boy in his early twenties, an ordinary person who could get drunk and show weakness.

Cheng Yu on the opposite side was completely drunk, lying on the table and talking nonsense, some of which Zhou Hongyuan understood, but some of which Zhou Hongyuan couldn't tell the difference anyway.He heard Cheng Yu say to himself, be happy, be happy, uncle will protect you, uncle will take care of you.

Zhou Hongyuan really wanted to tell him, if you are unhappy, how can you make me happy?You can't protect yourself, how can you protect me from wind and rain?He would never be able to ask this question. He knew that most of Cheng Yu's pain came from himself, and Cheng Yu's weakness was just the normal state of the world.

In the TV, there are gorgeous movements and exquisite dances, and there are pieces of blessing and joy. Outside the window, there are crackling firecrackers and dazzling fireworks, which is a world that does not belong to them.

It was too late, and the host's New Year's countdown sounded in his ears. Zhou Hongyuan squatted in front of Cheng Yu and called him twice, "Uncle, uncle, go to sleep."

Cheng Yu seemed to be asleep, squinted his eyes and looked at him for a long time, then smiled a few times, and breathed alcohol into his little nephew's ear as if suddenly realizing, "Yes, it's Xiao Hongyuan. I still have relatives, I still have a home."

Zhou Hongyuan felt hot in his heart, followed by a long pain. He almost confessed everything to this man, but his cowardice kept him silent again.He settled down, lifted Cheng Yu up, and when he put him on the bed, he leaned over his wife and said in Cheng Yu's ear, "Yes, uncle, we are a family."

Cheng Yu didn't know if he understood Zhou Hongyuan's words. He blinked at his little nephew, with a sly and innocent look, and said, "We are a family, and I will not be in vain... I will not be in vain..."

Cheng Yu said the next few words very lightly. Zhou Hongyuan leaned down, but still couldn't hear clearly. He asked aloud, but Cheng Yu only gently stroked his hair, shaking his head. say.

Zhou Hongyuan had nothing to do, sighed, got up and went to wipe Cheng Yu's face with a towel, the moment he walked out of the bedroom, Cheng Yu's eyes lit up for a moment, and he murmured, "This way, it can be regarded as consummation."

He lived a life of disgust and exhaustion, but he had a relative, and every gain and loss was a kind of fulfillment.