generation city grass

The person who came was a little boy who only reached Chen Yuzong's waist, with a watermelon head and a small schoolbag on his back, looking at him with a timid smile.

"Fu Fu," Hong Yuxiu looked at the nanny who was chasing after her and walked over, "What did I say, the auntie just swept the floor, you must change your shoes when you enter the room, and you can't run around at home, you can't be so rude .”

Chen Yuqiong, the boy named Fufu, couldn't help lowering his head.

Hong Yuxiu asked again: "What do you want to say?"

Fufu said, "I'm sorry Mom, I'm sorry Auntie."

The nanny felt distressed, shaking her head and squatting down to change his shoes.

Fufu watched Chen Yuzong carefully while paying attention to his feet.

Chen Yuzong also looked at him.

After changing the shoes, Fufu asked Hong Yuxiu: "Can I play with my brother for a while?" Fufu knew how to count the days, as soon as July came, his brother would be back, so today the teacher of the full-time kindergarten came to tell him that he could come back early. When I got home, Fufu was very excited along the way.

Hong Yuxiu glanced at Chen Yuzong: "Brother has his own business, you should do your homework first."

Fufu pursed his mouth and lowered his eyes in disappointment.

Chen Yuzong suddenly said: "Night."

"Will you play with me at night?" Fufu responded quickly.

Chen Yuzong nodded under his expectant gaze.

"Yeah!" Fufu cheered, and hurriedly ran to his room with his small schoolbag on his back. After running two steps, he thought of his mother's instructions, and hurriedly slowed down, walking forward quickly with his short legs.

After the child left, Hong Yuxiu said: "If you don't have time, then don't worry about him."

"It's okay." Chen Yuzong briefly ended the topic, nodded to the elders, and went upstairs.

His room is very large and tidy, and it is very clean. There is a row of oversized floor-to-ceiling bookshelves in the room, which are filled with all kinds of books, and all kinds of electrical appliances are complete, but other than that, there is nothing else. Something worth entertaining.

Chen Yuzong first took out a change of clothes and took a shower. When he came out, he heard the phone ringing. It was Xie Yiqian calling, asking him if he had arrived in City A, when would he go back, and if he planned to go to his brother's place? There are still big events waiting for him in August.

Chen Yuzong said that he can go back in August, and he does not plan to practice this summer.

The two talked for a while and then hung up the phone. Chen Yuzong looked at the phone and sat on the bed for an hour.

He is rigorous and well-organized. Whether it is life or study, he understands what the concept of "time" means to life. He seldom indulges himself, and he always knows how to pursue and grasp what to do at any stage. Chen Yu Zong has always arranged things in an orderly manner, and the only reward for himself after being busy should be to sleep.

But every time he comes here, he always breaks his usual living habits. He has no friends in city A, and he has no school tasks to complete. Excessive leisure seems to force a void in his life. It makes people feel a little bit at a loss.

Chen Yuzong had to think about what he was doing at school at this time in the past, how he was in the dormitory when he didn't have classes, who was talking to him, who was around like a puppy.

The previous feeling was not so strong, but I was used to being alone, but this time, I suddenly felt a huge gap, and even the time seemed to slow down...

Before staying up late to catch up with the picture, I still hung my head, but now I relax, but I still fell asleep unknowingly. When I woke up, it was already dark and I missed the meal.

Someone knocked on the door, and the nanny came in with a meal, followed by a little one quietly behind her.

"Brother..." Fufu stood outside the door, poking half of his head in.

After the nanny left, Chen Yuzong waved to him.

Fufu jumped in and was very happy: "Brother, do you play games?"

Chen Yuzong nodded.

"Then can you help me pass the customs? None of my classmates can make it through, and none of their family members can make it through."

Chen Yuzong: "I don't know how to play, you can type it up and show me."

So Fufu happily turned on the TV, and Chen Yuzong watched the little boy stumbling and operating the X-BOX while eating.

After eating, Chen Yuqiong had died dozens of times, but he still did not give up and was still struggling in the first few levels.

Chen Yuzong waited until he died again, then took Fufu's game controller and sat down.

In the next period of time, children's exclamations and screams could be heard from time to time in the room. In the end, Chen Yuqiong jumped onto the sofa excitedly and danced for a while. Fortunately, his mind was still clear and he jumped twice He got off the ground in a hurry, smoothing out all the marks nervously.

After another hour, Chen Yuzong killed all the bosses in the first sixteen levels, and when he turned around, he saw Chen Yuqiong staring at the screen intently, but his big eyes were already a little red.

"Are you going to sleep?" Chen Yuzong asked him.

Chen Yuqiong shook his head vigorously, but his eyelids were drooping from fatigue.

"Brother, are you tired?"

Chen Yuzong also shook his head: "But you are tired."

"I'm a little tired, but I can't see when I fall asleep."

"What if you don't get up tomorrow?"

Chen Yuqiong thought about it seriously: "Mom will scold me."

"Ah."

He rubbed his eyes: "I hate my mother, she doesn't let me do many things."

Chen Yuzong looked at him, stood up for a moment and took Chen Yuqiong to the bed.

Maybe being able to sleep on his brother's bed made him very happy, and Fufu immediately climbed up.

Chen Yuzong covered him with a quilt: "They all love you."

Chen Yuqiong's face sank into the pillow, he tried his best to hold his eyes and said, "Well, I'm sorry, I don't really hate my mother..." Chen Yuqiong muttered in a daze for a while, and gradually fell asleep.

Chen Yuzong stared at the child's sleeping face for a moment, then slowly returned to the TV and picked up the game controller again.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the door was knocked again, and Hong Yuxiu brought the nanny to lead Chen Yuqiong back to the room.

"It's crazy to play, disturb your rest." Holding her sleeping son, Hong Yuxiu apologized to Chen Yuzong.

Chen Yuzong was already used to her overly cautious attitude, so he just shook his head.

Every family has its own way of raising children. Others are just occasional passers-by. As long as they don’t touch the bottom line, there is nothing to criticize. You should not teach others how to do it. Maybe yours may not be the best for him. .

Chen Yuzong only handed them the game CD together, then closed the door and squinted at the calendar on the table.

There are still two months left for the summer vacation...

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The community where Mi Xu works as a volunteer is pretty good, and there are all kinds of activities and facilities. The group they are in is playing games and handicrafts with the elderly in the activity room for the elderly.

Mi Xu lacks everything, except patience. According to his own description, he is quick-witted, highly intelligent, eloquent, and both civil and military. How could his grandparents not be moved to applaud and applaud for his company? Woolen cloth.

Mi Xu chatted with an old man who was good at making various shapes with popsicles for more than an hour. When he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but be amazed at the improvisational creations under his hands. He hurriedly took out his mobile phone and took a picture. , the excitement in my heart was uncontrollable, and I couldn't help showing it off before I realized it.

Mi Xu: The work of the century, please appreciate it! (with photos)

I thought it would take at least a few hours before there was a response, or it would be normal for ten days and a half months to disappear, but in less than a minute, the news buzzed.

Cai Cai: ... Mmm.

Obviously it is the simplest word, but Mi Xu seems to be able to see through this message, through the vast communication network, through the space, and see the indifferent face behind the phone.

Mi Xu: "Originally I wanted to build a layer, but my grandparents are getting old, I'm afraid they will be too excited, so I gave up, just keep a low profile."

Cai Cai: That's right.

Mi Xu: (﹃_﹃)

Cai Cai:?

Mi Xu: I'm savoring your words, is it a compliment?

Cai Cai: Yes.

Mi Xu: You are also right.

Cai Cai: ...

Mi Xu: As expected, my artistic cells are still active. Once there is some stimulation, I will inevitably move around, and after a long period of fermentation, it has become a classic. Alas, in fact, it is not bad for me to go to your urban construction. I really underestimated myself if I didn’t take the exam. up.

Cai Cai: ...Come on.

Mi Xu: No.

Cai Cai: ...

Mi Xu: I don't want to put pressure on you.

Cai Cai: ...

Mi Xu: You don't need to thank me, dear.

Mi Xu rubbed the phone for a while, but still couldn't help asking: Are you happy in summer vacation?

This time, Cai Cai waited for a long time before replying: It's okay.

Mi Xu: I have never been to city A. Is city U hot or city A hot?

Cai Cai: City U is hot, but the suburbs are cooler.

Mi Xu: Our house is also hot, like living in Ethiopia, and the air conditioner is not turned on all day long.

Cai Cai: Why?

Mi Xu: My mother said that I have learned all my majors, that my ideological consciousness is too low, and that I waste energy and hinder people all over the world. She bought me two cattail fans and asked me to make a contribution.

Cai Cai: …it’s not good to turn on the air conditioner all day long.

Mi Xu: Huh?Your awareness is high.

Cai Cai was silent.

Mi Xu stared at the phone for a while, wondering whether the person was busy or the phone was out of battery, or the signal was not good, until someone sat down next to him and pushed Mi Xu again.

"what is this?"

When Mi Xu turned around, it was Qiao Xiaoyang.

"Oh, this is my work."

Qiao Xiaoyang looked around and asked, "Is it a broom?"

Mi Xu seriously retorted: "No, this is a house, like the Opera House Art Museum, does the Louvre know? It's about the same level, you need to savor it slowly."

Qiao Xiaoyang: "..."

Mi Xu expressed his understanding: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, I will discuss with you the cross-generational development between stream of consciousness and abstraction when I have time." As he spoke, his attention returned to his phone.

Qiao Xiaoyang looked at him: "Who are you sending messages to? City grass?"

Mi Xu was startled, turned around quickly, and immediately noticed that Chen Yuzong's portrait was sticking out in the middle of the table. He intuitively locked the phone, and laughed, "Yes."

"Do you have a good relationship with him?" Qiao Xiaoyang asked again.

"It's okay, after all, I live in a dormitory."

"How about the others?"

"very good."

"Is he really very talkative?"

"sometimes."

"What does he do when he's not studying?"

Mi Xu paused before saying, "Eat and sleep, he is also a human being."

Qiao Xiaoyang noticed that Mi Xu's attitude was a bit cautious, and he didn't reply enthusiastically, so he couldn't help but said, "Don't get me wrong, I'm just curious. You know, there are too many people in school who are curious about him."

"Ok, I know."

"It's really enviable that you can be friends with him." Qiao Xiaoyang sighed softly.

Mi Xu frowned suddenly, and looked at Qiao Xiaoyang: "Because he is good-looking, can people like him so much?" There is no need to understand, get along with, what kind of person he is, what kind of temper he is, what kind of preferences he has, Just looking at a face, what if this face is taken by someone else?So that person can also get such attention, such support?As for Chen Yuzong, a real person, how many people still care about him?Isn't this different from some kind of inflated one?

Seeing Qiao Xiaoyang's sluggish face, Mi Xu realized what kind of disease he was suffering from. Everyone has a love for beauty, and his own thoughts are simply inexplicable and unreasonable. Why should others care about Chen Yuzong and get close to him? Isn't it enough for people to care about him?

Qiao Xiaoyang opened her mouth to explain. She thought that Mi Xu felt that she cared too much for Chengcao. After all, boys have self-esteem. No one can stand being compared face to face with an excellent friend like this.

But before she could speak, Mi Xu apologized first: "Sure enough, artistic creation tends to make people crazy. I'm sorry, I just assumed the role of Van Gogh. It's okay. I'll be fine if I go out and get away for a while." Said After that, he got up and left the activity room.

As soon as he walked outside, the phone vibrated again.

Cai Cai sent a message: Come next time.

Mi Xu was taken aback: What are you here for?

Cai Cai: Avoid the heat.