Xiao Lang Jing

The atmosphere at Zhao Meng's dinner table was very good, mainly due to Song Qiran.Zhao Meng didn't expect that he brought something to everyone in the family.

Zhao Meng packed a backpack in his own luggage, but Song Qiran brought three boxes. At first he thought it was just that Wei Xiaolong was worried about the food and clothing prepared for him when he came to the country for the first time. Only then did I realize that one of the boxes was full of presents.

The ones for the two elderly people were wrapped separately.Song Qiran didn't choose the health care products in a gift box with unclear ingredients, but gave him a very practical shoulder and neck massager, a cashmere sweater for keeping warm, and a medical-grade wristband to monitor heart rate and blood pressure around the clock. There is also a health pot with a cookbook, so you can make soup and porridge with various grains at home.He brought Zhao Lin two beautiful notebooks cooperating with the firm and the brand, with a high-end art pen in it, not exaggerated, not too expensive, something girls would like.Zhao Lin took it with a smile, opened the cover of the notebook, and said, "Ah!", and it turned out that Song Qiran had hidden a signed photo of the famous star Yin Han inside. He did not forget that Zhao Lin was Yin Han's fan. On the day of Lee Seides's press conference, he went backstage to ask for it. When the manager was not present, Yin Han was very talkative, and even wrote Zhao Lin's name on the photo, turning the autographed photo into a full-blown photo. The only one in the world, Zhao Lin was so moved that her nose was about to bubble.She didn't know where her elder brother found such a fairy friend, but she only knew that the surprise came so suddenly, she didn't eat any food, and hurriedly finished the rest of the bowl, holding the things in her hands, screaming and screaming happily I ran away, maybe I wanted to go back to my room to show off to my star chasing little sisters.When she ran away like this, Father Zhao's expression was not very good. He knocked on the rim of the bowl with his chopsticks, and said, "What do you think?"Taking advantage of this time, Song Qiran also gave Zhao Dong's gift.It is the latest kindle. It can read novels, comics, and things for study. It can also be used as a black and white tablet to look up information on the Internet when you need it urgently. It is not a game console that boys like but can only use to waste time. Zhao Meng watched, surprised at his intentions.

Song Qiran's enthusiasm really surprised Zhao's father and Zhao's mother. They have been good people all their lives, and their three children have good personalities. Such a generous friend.Song Qiran was determined not to embarrass Zhao Meng. He made up a story, saying that the unit he worked in was in Zhao Meng's jurisdiction. During a business negotiation, a client drank too much and went crazy, and almost had an accident. Thanks to that day Zhao Meng came to the police, and promptly resolved the crisis. Zhao Meng was a public official, and he refused to accept gifts several times, so he wrote it down. This time, he came here on purpose to return favors.Most of the inside is true, and rounding is not a lie.The expressions of the two elders softened a little after hearing this, but the amount of food put into the bowl for Song Qiran increased significantly.

Song Qiran silently counted, a plate of meat, a plate of Coca-Cola chicken wings, a plate of roasted tofu with scallions, a pot of cold bitter chrysanthemum, and a bowl of dried seaweed and vermicelli soup. Situation, on the day when he came back, his family would definitely cook his son his favorite dishes, Song Qiran knew it well, and wrote down Zhao Meng's tastes one by one.

Zhao Dong tucked the Kindle packaging box under his arm to eat, took a few mouthfuls, and felt almost full, so he hugged the packaging box and sat on the table with his legs crossed, not leaving, watching Father Zhao's face.

"Dad," he finally said after a long while, "Shall I sleep with Second Sister tonight?"

The house in Zhao Meng’s hometown is relatively old. Although it was renovated three years ago, except for the lobby and the main house, there are only two bedrooms in total. One is where Zhao Meng used to sleep, and the other is for two smaller children. We have slept together since childhood.Originally, both siblings are grown up now, and occasionally when Zhao Meng is not at home after a holiday, the younger brother will sleep in the elder brother's room, but this time the elder brother brought a friend back, so it must be the two of them sleeping in the same room. Dong had to sleep with his second sister, Zhao Lin.

Zhao's father gave a "hmm" and pushed his wife.Zhao's mother loves and spoils her youngest son very much, and she knows what he is awkward, and comforts him by saying that she will find out the big cloth curtain for drying radish for him after dinner, and hang a curtain in the middle of the bedroom. Blocking on both sides is equivalent to making a compartment.

Zhao Dong let out an "oh", lowered his hair for a while and then raised his head.

"Mom, I don't think there are many things piled up in the utility room on the west side of the yard. Can you clean it up and make me a room for me? It doesn't need to be carefully decorated. I just want a bed and just install an air conditioner." he asks.

The utility room is on the right hand side as soon as you enter the door. Song Qiran has seen it before. The space is quite small. There is only a small light bulb in it now, and it is still facing the sun. The only advantage is that it is close to the toilet. In the yard, you can see a large sky from the patio when you look up, and you may be able to count small stars at night.The inside has always been deserted, and there are some farm tools such as hoes piled up, and it is not a problem to move them all to the woodshed.

Zhao Dong's request is not too much. He is 22 years old, and he must be uncomfortable sleeping in the same room with his sister. Even if he can occasionally sleep in the bed of the elder brother, his parents will not let him touch the things in the elder brother's room. He went with his pajamas and returned with his pajamas, making it look like he was staying overnight. In fact, some students in the university asked him to come to play during the summer vacation. When he thought that he didn't even have a separate room, he could only talk about other things every time. Reason for refusal.

Zhao Meng put down the bowl and chopsticks, and touched his younger brother's head.

"Success. Don't wait for another day, I will go and clean it up with you tomorrow, and make it clean for you, okay."

Zhao Dong pursed his lips, and was interrupted by Father Zhao before he could say thank you brother.

"Let's wait." Zhao's father frowned and shook his head at his youngest son. "This year, I just found the brigade to contract the land on the mountain and spent a lot of money. The family has to save more."

"Dad?" Zhao Meng was dumbfounded. He only heard the third aunt mentioned that his father had the idea of ​​opening up the wasteland. He came back this time and wanted to persuade his father to give up this idea, but he didn't expect the family to move so quickly and it had already been booked.

Zhao Dong was in a hurry.

"It doesn't cost much to buy an air conditioner now, and the second sister is a senior. Next year, the family will not have to pay tuition fees, and I only need to go to school for another year. Can't you help me install it first?"

The young man stiffened his neck, a little aggrieved.He has just passed CET-[-], and his roommates said that boys who pass CET-[-] will find it easier to find a job, and they can go out to find internships in the first semester of senior year, and by then he will not be far from the day when he can make money by himself. When he finds a good job and gets a salary, he will definitely honor his parents. Seeing a better life ahead, he doesn't understand why his parents still have to be careful and live frugally.

"Bastard!" Father Zhao slapped the table, obviously angry, and everyone at the dinner table was startled by him.

"You also know that you have to pay tuition fees for studying. You don't want to think about who pays for the money you study? You think you can spend whatever you want after you don't have to go to school. I tell you it's still early, your sister Both brothers owe your elder brother, and now your elder brother is alone in the provincial capital, and your mother and I have decided to prepare a house for him to get married, so we need to save money everywhere in the house, not only we need to save, etc. You and your sister are working, and you have to give part of your monthly salary to your mother."

"dad!"

Zhao Dong shouted.He felt that the eldest was no longer young, and it was embarrassing to be taught a lesson to his father in front of his elder brother and his friends. Although he understood the truth of what his father said, he still felt unhappy in his heart.I have to hand over part of my hard-earned wages to my elder brother to buy a house in the city, but he doesn't even have a room of his own in his own home.

Boys in their early twenties who haven't had much contact with society are more sensitive. Before Zhao's father continued to scold him, Zhao Dong put on a straight face, pushed the table out, and kept saying "I'm full, you take it easy" Didn't say either.

Father Zhao shook his head behind his back, sighing loudly.

Zhao Meng didn't speak anymore, he felt uncomfortable and couldn't bear to see his younger brother suffer these grievances at home because of himself, but he didn't want to talk to his parents on the first day when he got home.

There are seven days of National Day holidays. This may be the last seven days Zhao Meng can honor his parents. If it can be delayed by one day, it will be one more day.

He also sighed, he no longer had the appetite to eat, and the hand that was not holding the chopsticks dropped under the table, and Song Qiran quietly caught and held it.Zhao Meng's brows trembled, and he quickly looked to the opposite side, but his parents didn't notice that Song Qiran had seen the timing right.He rubbed Zhao Meng's sweaty palms, his movements were neither light nor heavy, nor ambiguous, only silent comfort, calming Zhao Meng's unspeakable mood.

"Don't you really need to talk to your brother?"

Asked Song Qiran, who was resting on Zhao Meng's bed after dinner.He looked up at the ceiling, and from the ceiling all the way to the surrounding walls, the posters on the wall, the bookcase, a desk in the corner and the wardrobe with the open door behind the desk. There are traces of Zhao Meng's life and growth everywhere in the room. .

Zhao Meng sat on the horse-leaf by the door with a cattail leaf fan, using the light to kill the last few firm autumn mosquitoes.

"It's okay, Dongzi lost his temper a bit, but he will be fine in one night, he never gets angry with me."

Song Qiran turned over and lay on the edge of the bed looking at him.

"With such a good brother like you, I wouldn't be angry with you if it were me."

He thought about it and said,

"But forget it, I still don't want a big brother like you, I don't want to be your younger brother."

"What do you want to do instead of being my brother?"

Zhao Menggang grinned, and Song Qiran poked it with his finger.

"Here, here, and here," he poked Zhao Meng's mouth, Zhao Meng's finger, and poked the thing between Zhao Meng's legs, his fingertips lingering on the edge, "These are better than being a younger brother , I like these better."

"Fairy." Zhao Meng leaned over suddenly, and bit him with his teeth like a poodle. He grabbed Song Qiran's two fingers that were too late to withdraw, and he didn't want to use any force. He only left a little tooth mark that could not be shallower on it. He stood up and patted the child's buttocks,

"It's cold at night, sleep calmly, don't kick the quilt."

That being said, even though the temperature dropped at night, Zhao Meng closed the door of the room and held Song Qiran in his arms to sleep. His body temperature was high, and he hugged Song Qiran tightly, so that even a breath of cool wind could not blow him away. After entering, Song Qiran fell into a deep sleep, and didn't even pay attention to Zhao Meng getting up to open the door.

Zhao Dong, who got up in the middle of the night to pee, met his eldest brother who was shirtless and wearing a vest on the way across the yard to the hut.He rubbed his eyes, surprised, but his brain activity was obviously slow, and he hadn't woken up yet.

"Brother, what are you doing in the yard without sleeping in the middle of the night?"

Zhao Meng didn't reply.He was carrying water. In order to avoid making too much noise to other sleeping people, he used small plastic basins. He scooped the water stored in the large tank into the pot one by one and put it on the coal stove to boil. It is then poured into the water tank and pumped into the water heater in the bathroom.

Zhao Meng’s bathroom was refurbished at the back. Although I bought a shower and put it in, there was no running water pipe. The whole family still used the artificial water pump in the middle of the yard. The water needed to be pumped out in advance and settled in the water tank. After it’s done, brush your teeth, wash your face, wash vegetables, and cook with that bucket of water. Anyone who wants to take a hot bath has to boil water in advance.When Zhao Lin returned home, she was lazy and didn't like to wash her hair because she didn't want to waste this effort.

It was just after four o'clock, and Zhao Meng reckoned that it would be enough for him to boil two more pots of hot water. He did not forget that Song Qiran had the habit of taking a bath first when he got up in the morning, and there would not be so much hot water in the house in the morning. He got up in the middle of the night and prepared for him first.

Zhao Dong yawned, and looked at him dumbfoundedly. Zhao Meng stopped what he was doing, and came over to touch the back of his brother's head affectionately.

"What are you doing in a daze, go back to sleep as soon as you finish urinating, and I will go to sleep in a while."

Zhao Dong nodded, and was about to turn around and look back.

"Brother, I seem to be a little angry."

He opened his mouth and showed Zhao Meng in the direction of the light in the bathroom. There were indeed two blisters in his mouth.He fell into a drowsy sleep, and looked like a child with his mouth open and defenseless, so he really didn't get angry with Zhao Meng anymore.

Zhao Meng was secretly happy, and felt sorry for his younger brother even more, and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's okay, I'll go up the mountain early tomorrow morning, pick some dandelions for you and come back to soak in water to drink."

Dandelion is a good thing. Take it off and dry it and drink it in water to clear away heat and detoxify.It's just that the mountain road is not easy to walk, and Zhao Dong didn't want to let his elder brother have to work hard all by himself.

"I'll go with you tomorrow, too."

After saying this, he turned and went back to the house.When passing by Zhao Meng's room on the way, he took a look in. Under the moonlight, he could only see a thin white wrist protruding from the quilt beside the bed. It was delicate and delicate, with slender fingers. To have such beautiful wrists.

He always felt that Song Qiran's visit was strange, he didn't look like the kind of friend that his elder brother would make, maybe there was something in him that he ignored, he shook his head and suppressed any bad feelings in his heart.