the sky is sugar

The setting sun was just right, and the shadows of the two teenagers walking together shoulder to shoulder were stretched very long on the ground.

The two came to the west gate of the school, and from a distance, they saw a middle-aged man of medium height, plain but clean, sitting on a stone ball on the side of the road across the road, and there was a small cart that could be pushed away beside him. , although it is a bit old, but the things that are wiped clean are also neatly placed.

"Dad." Jiang Lin called across the road, waving his hands.

The man stood up and looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Jiang Lin who was across the road, and then He Yancheng who was beside him.

Seeing the handsome young man next to his son smiling and waving at him, the man showed a simple and honest smile, nodded and waved at them, motioning for them to go over.

Jiang Lin grabbed He Yancheng's wrist and pulled him to run towards the opposite side of the road together. Neither of them thought it was a big deal, but He Yancheng still took a few glances at Jiang Lin holding his hand, and he didn't realize that he was smiling.

"Dad, this is my classmate and my current deskmate, named He Yancheng." Jiang Lin let go of his hand, pointed at He Yancheng and said to the man.

The man smiled and nodded repeatedly, and then gestured to Jiang Lin with both hands for a long time.

Jiang Lin smiled and translated to He Yancheng: "My dad is disabled and can't speak, but he told me that he was very happy to meet you, and he said you are very handsome."

He Yancheng suddenly realized, he also showed his teeth and smiled, and said to Father Jiang: "Hello, Uncle, I am also happy to see you, your son is as handsome as me!"

Jiang Lin couldn't laugh or cry when he praised his own behavior by the way when he praised others.

"Hey! Forget it this time. Next time I will formally visit your uncle and bring him something before coming to the door. I really forgot about leaving today." He Yancheng whispered in Jiang Lin's ear.

"No need, just don't think my house is broken." Jiang Lin also said with a low smile.

He Yancheng gave a "tsk", frowned and said unwillingly: "What are you talking about!"

Jiang Lin never felt inferior in front of anyone, and never worried that others would look down on him, because he felt that it was very hard for Jiang’s father to earn money by working with his own hands, and it was even more difficult to raise him who was picked up so big that he could go to school, so he has always been very happy. Proud to be Papa Jiang's son.

But for some reason, in front of He Yancheng, he is not inferior, but he does have a feeling that being friends with him seems a bit high.

Although after this month of getting along, he felt that although He Yancheng was a rich second generation who was so rich that he might not be able to imagine, but on the surface he was arrogant and cold, but in fact he was enthusiastic and upright, and he didn't seem to care about the gap between Jiang Lin and himself.

"It's okay for you to teach me sign language!" He Yancheng said.

Jiang Lin looked at him puzzled, and asked, "What are you learning from that?"

"I learned that when I go to your house next time, I will know what uncle wants to say, so you don't need to translate." He Yancheng put his hands in his pockets and looked at Jiang Lin with a confident tone.

"Okay, I'll teach you when I have time." Jiang Lin couldn't tell what it was like.

He didn't know whether He Yancheng's entry into his life was serious or just a whim due to boredom.

"Please order some fried rice."

A girl wearing the same blue and white short-sleeved, blue trousers school uniform stood in front of the booth and said.

Just as Jiang Lin was going to help, Father Jiang gestured to him again with a smile, and looked at He Yancheng beside him.

"My dad told me to take you to sit for a while. He cooked for that girl and made us something to eat, but I don't know if you, a young master with a cleanliness habit, can eat food from roadside stalls." Jiang As Lin spoke, he walked towards the stall, where two small tables and four small stools were placed.

He sat down directly, then took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to He Yancheng who was bending over and was about to sit down, and motioned him to wipe the stool before sitting down.

He Yancheng glanced at him and sat down without answering.

Cleanliness does exist, and it depends on the person.

"Try my dad's handicraft later." Jiang Lin said.

"That's necessary." He Yancheng said, "If you come to help often, you should also do it."

"Yes, yes." Jiang Lin smiled, looking at Jiang's father who was busy, "but the taste is far worse than my father's."

He Yancheng now understands more and more why Jiang Lin chose not to fight back when he was bullied by Zhao Qi.

Father Jiang made two sets of fried rice, put two clean plastic bags on He Yancheng's bowl, and brought him a pair of disposable chopsticks.

"Look at how kind my dad is to you." Jiang Lin took a bite of the rice and said vaguely, "I've never been treated like this before."

He Yancheng looked at the big bowl full of fried rice, and it smelled really good. He took out the disposable chopsticks and ate like Jiang Lin.

"Thank you uncle, it's delicious." He Yancheng smiled and gave Jiang a thumbs up.

The man smiled embarrassedly, with a simple and honest face.

Jiang Lin sat on the side, feeling that he had never been so happy.

As night comes, more and more people come to buy food, most of them are students from their school and workers on nearby construction sites, so the price of a bowl of fried rice or fried noodles is the same, only ten yuan. Portions are still generous.

When He Yancheng knew the price, his jaw almost dropped in surprise. He had never eaten such a cheap meal in his age, and it was so delicious. He felt that he was full.

Jiang Lin asked He Yancheng to go back first, and he had to stay with Father Jiang until very late before closing the stall, so he usually did his homework on the small table when no one sat down to eat, and moved a small stool next to him when someone was sitting. Put your homework on your lap and write.

He Yancheng stood beside the stall thoughtfully, and didn't hear Jiang Lin's words to tell him to go back.

"Why are you in a daze?" Jiang Lin came over and touched his arm and asked.

"It's nothing." He Yancheng came back to his senses, and asked him with a grin: "I'm full now, should I help uncle with some work?"

Jiang Lin laughed and said, "I'm just joking with you, you are really going to help wash the dishes!"

"Wash! Why don't you wash it? Uncle asked me to wash it, I will definitely wash it." He Yancheng said, patting his chest.

Father Jiang, who had just rested from working for a long time, waved his hands anxiously when he heard this, and made some serious gestures to Jiang Lin.

He Yancheng watched from the side, and murmured: "It seems that I have to learn quickly."

"What did uncle say?" He asked Jiang Lin.

"My dad asked me how I could ask you to help wash the dishes, saying that it was the first time I brought my classmates to see him, so I couldn't be so rude, let me greet you well, and see if you have anything else you want to eat." Jiang Lin was helpless Looking at He Yancheng intently.

"Bringing a classmate for the first time? None of your former classmates met your dad?" He Yancheng asked.

"Some have seen it, but you are the only one I brought here. The few who have seen it either came to buy food and met me, or they saw it when they passed by."

"Oh, then it's really your first time for me." He Yancheng said meanly.

"Fuck off, what's the first time." Jiang Lin was amused by him.

The summer nights are a bit long, and two people are huddled together on a small table to do homework, and get up from time to time to help pack or tidy up another small table.

But time always passed quickly, it was already past eleven o'clock, and there were fewer people. Jiang Lin found that He Yancheng had already finished his homework and began to doze off, so he told him not to leave when he went back, saying that he would wait for them to close the booth.

After Jiang's father sold the last meal, he finally started to clean up. Jiang Lin called He Yancheng who was still dozing off and asked him to help carry the stool.

The three of them were faster than usual, and quickly tied up the small tables and stools. Father Jiang and Jiang Lin pushed the cart away. He Yancheng originally wanted to help send them back, but he was too sleepy, so he wanted to Let's go home next time.

The next day, He Yancheng really overslept.

Aunt Liu, the nanny, called him several times but was ignored. In the end, Young Master He ran to the school after nine o'clock, and was stopped by the security guard at the gate for a long time. It was almost ten o'clock when he arrived at the classroom. The class teacher who was in class was kicked out to stand as a punishment.

He Yancheng yawned, turned his face and asked Jiang Lin who had been standing beside him: "Why are you out again?"

"The question was not answered." Jiang Lin lowered his head and said in distress.

He himself really didn't understand why he had studied so hard but returned to the bottom of the exam. Every time he sent out the results, he didn't dare to show Dad Jiang, even though Dad Jiang never said anything to him, he only said that he would do his best. Okay, but Jiang Lin is really studying hard, but he just can't learn, no matter what.

He didn't even want to go to school many times, but whenever he said such words, Jiang's father became very emotional, and even cried once.

So Jiang Lin didn't dare to have the idea of ​​not going to school anymore, so he could only study hard if he couldn't get in.

He Yancheng frowned and thought for a while, then puzzled and said: "Why do you keep calling your name when you know you can't answer? What's wrong with these teachers?"

"Maybe the teacher still has hope in me, so he clicked on me, thinking that there will be a day when I can answer." Jiang Lin said happily.

"Your head was caught by the door?" He Yancheng gave him a blank look, "I hope for you."

That is really hard to figure out, why the teacher always asks him to answer questions when he knows he won't.

In fact, it was because Father Jiang saw that his grades had been so poor, so he secretly approached Jiang Lin’s male head teacher, and asked the head teacher if he could catch up on Jiang Lin’s studies. The head teacher is also a soft-hearted person. Knowing that Father Jiang is not easy, he agreed Yes, and told other teachers that their class will arrest Jiang Lin more.

Unexpectedly, the head teacher was really heartbroken, and it was the first time he met a student who couldn't be saved by focusing on his studies.

Jiang Lin sighed and shook his head, pretending to be deep and said: "Oh, I'm really not born to study."

"You don't have anything good at? Or are you interested?" He Yancheng turned around and asked with his head tilted and one hand on his hip.

"I..." Jiang Lin glanced behind He Yancheng, shut his mouth and stood up.

However, He Yancheng was still unaware of the head teacher standing behind him, and shouted at Jiang Lin: "I am, what am I, is there any?"

"Snap".

The homeroom teacher hit He Yancheng on the neck with the book rolled up in his hand, loudly but it didn't hurt.

He Yancheng shrank his neck and turned around, hurriedly stood up, turned his head and glared at Jiang Lin who was suppressing a smile.

"You actually chatted with me when I was punished! Did you two think that the five laps of the playground last time were too little?"

The two hurriedly waved their hands in unison: "No, no."

"you……"

"Dingling bell..." The get out of class bell rang in time.

The head teacher wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he just "hummed" and walked away with his hands behind his back.

Before He Yancheng could react, Jiang Lin ran away.

"Stop!" He Yancheng shouted after chasing him.

Without looking back, Jiang Lin said loudly, "Dream!"

In life, people come and go, so people come and go.