Dedicated to the silly little white artist

92

Zheng He still has nothing to do after vacation.

Looking at the Internet is full of graduation trips or finding a part-time job to get in touch with the society. The first item is definitely a failure. Mr. Bai is so busy every day that it is shameful for him to go out to play. He is thinking about what to do. It just so happens that Mrs. Zheng There was nothing to do in school this year, so I asked Sister Zheng, who was doing an internship outside, to go home and said to take good care of the two cubs at home.

Mother Zheng knew about Zheng He's admission to a university in the province, and opposed it for a long time. Unfortunately, she was not at home for a long time, and she didn't know all about Zheng He's movements. Seeing her child insisting on staying, she thought twice. They all felt that they owed their children too much, and finally agreed, but the idea seemed to take root. The more I felt that I cared too little for the children, especially Zheng He, the more I regretted it.

When Zheng He received the call from Mama Zheng, he thought he would make do with it and leave after a few days. He came here without even taking his clothes.

Hearing the sound of the key turning, Sister Zheng and Mama Zheng, who were watching TV in the living room, turned their heads to look. Sister Zheng said, "Oh, I've grown taller after half a year."

"Is there?" Zheng He gestured at the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and found that he had indeed grown taller. A flower was split at the corner of his mouth, and he said, "I am 1.7 meters tall, and I can grow to 1.8 meters if I open it again." .”

Sister Zheng, who is only 1.6 meters tall, came over and kicked Zheng He, saying, "Look at how successful you are!" Then she turned around and complained to Zheng's mother, "Mom, did you take good care of me when you gave birth to me?" The genes are all given to my brother!?"

Mama Zheng rolled her eyes and said, "What's the use of telling me? It's said in the book that 80.00% of your genes depend on sperm. If you want to blame, blame your dad. I'm just responsible for raising you into a human form." , you see that I can give you such a bad gene, you should be grateful to me, okay, your brother is back, let's go to dinner."

"Hey, I haven't tasted Mom's handicraft for a long time, and I smelled the fragrance when I got downstairs, what did you do?" Zheng He said and wanted to lift the lid.

Mother Zheng hit the back of Zheng He's hand with her chopsticks, and said with a smile, "Wash your hands!" She swept her gaze away, and stayed on a strange red mark on Zheng He's neck with some doubts, and said, "This is..." He immediately shut his mouth again.

Zheng He pursed his mouth to wash his hands, but didn't notice anything unusual about Zheng's mother.

When the food was served, Mama Zheng took the chopsticks and looked at Zheng He's neck again, but because of the limited range of her vision, she didn't see any red marks. She was inexplicably relieved and became more suspicious—

Ah and him, can't they learn badly?

93

Zheng He didn't watch TV with Zheng's mother and Zheng's sister at night. After cleaning up, he went to his room to send text messages.

He left in a hurry today, and he hasn't had a good word with Mr. Bai. He probably is sulking with him at this time.

The phone was connected just after two rings. Zheng He was taken aback. He didn't expect him to answer it so quickly. He suddenly thought of a possibility and said, "Don't put your phone by your side. I didn't mean to call you at night." The phone? Radiation is bad for the body."

【are you at home now? 】Mr. Bai's voice sounded a little hoarse.

"Yes," Zheng He felt a little distressed just hearing his voice. While wondering when to tell his family, he asked, "Are you working now? Remember to pay attention to your health. I should go back tomorrow. Oh, and what's wrong with your voice? Have you caught a cold?"

Mr. Bai over there asked to clear his throat, and said: [It's okay, I'll just pour some water to moisten my throat.] After a while, there was another questioning voice on the phone: [Where is the water glass?How can I not find it? ] Usually at home, Mr. Bai can be regarded as a man who stretches out his clothes, stretches out his hands, eats, and opens his mouth. Zheng He takes care of everything properly. Once he opens the cabinet door, his clothes are always ironed neatly. It's time to take a rest. On the dining table The food was laid out, and even the towels and chopsticks were prepared, so that now that Zheng He left, Mr. Bai was like a headless chicken at home. After all, it was not that Zheng He needed Mr. Bai, but that Mr. Bai didn't care. Whether it is psychological or physical, Zheng He is inseparable.

"The water glass is in the transparent cupboard in the kitchen." Zheng He said, suddenly heard the door sounded again, he turned his head suddenly, the door was still closed obediently, he frowned slightly, opened the door and walked to the balcony, By the way, the curtains were drawn from the inside.

Zheng's mother outside the door found that there was no movement in the room, so she held Sister Zheng's hand even harder, and asked in a low voice, "Listen to me too, why is there no movement inside?"

Sister Zheng's face was full of impatience, and she asked, "Mom, why did you drag me here?"

Zheng's mother said worriedly: "I'm worried about your brother's puppy love."

"Please mom, my younger brother has graduated from high school, it's time to fall in love." Sister Zheng said sarcastically.

Mama Zheng touched her cheek, sighed, and said, "Oh, you're all this old in a flash, and I'm old too... When do you think your brother will get married?"

Sister Zheng looked at Mama Zheng with embarrassment, turned around and entered the living room.

Mother Zheng came over and asked, "Hey, you haven't answered me yet."

Sister Zheng said helplessly: "Mom, you have to follow the steps in everything, right? You don't even know what this person is like. You just think about my brother getting married. Shouldn't you be looking forward to having a grandson tomorrow?"

Mama Zheng slapped her hands, and said happily: "I didn't realize it when you didn't say it. Hey, when can I hold my grandson? No, I have to wait for you first. I think I'm retired. First hand It's nice to have a child strolling in the park."

Sister Zheng changed the channel, ignoring Mama Zheng's fantasies of divergent thinking.

94

The weather is getting a bit cold, especially at night. Zheng He started to have stiff fingers after holding the phone for a while. He knelt down and pressed his red toes, looked up at the sky, and said, "Stars are out tonight. .”

【Yeah? ] Mr. Bai seems to have opened the curtain on the other side, and said: 【Isn't this always like this. ] Hearing what Mr. Bai said, Zheng He immediately answered, "Are you at the villa?"

The villa they just moved to is located in the suburbs, and the air is very good. Once Zheng He opened the window and found a squirrel jumping through the window in front of him. Except for this villa, which is still connected to electricity and the Internet, it feels like going backwards in time. Same for hundreds of years.

[Well,] Mr. Bai's voice faded, and he said: [Baby, I miss you, I'll go downstairs to see if you are okay? ] Zheng He's heart ached, and he said softly, "Just wait a little longer, I'll go back to see you tomorrow, okay?"

[I want to sleep with you in my arms, I miss your body temperature...] When Mr. Bai said these two sentences, it was like reciting a love poem. Hearing Zheng He's cheeks flushed, he stood up and took a deep breath, and said: "I am also very I miss you, why don't I talk to the people at home tomorrow, and then I'll talk about it according to the situation?"

Mr. Bai didn't seem to expect Zheng He to agree so quickly, and said: 【Do you want to disclose our affairs to your family? "] "Yes," Zheng He became nervous on the other end of the phone, and said, "Anyway, they will definitely know about my running back and forth, so I might as well bring it up myself first. "

There was a low laugh from Mr. Bai, and a few seconds later he said: [Well, I'll be waiting for your call. 】95 Regarding the matter of coming out of the closet, Zheng He actually didn't think too much about it, mainly because the book mentioned this paragraph briefly, without too many details, so he felt that it was only a few years in advance. There shouldn't be much reaction.

This is the second year that Dad Zheng was expelled from the house, and he said that what he can't get is the best. This sentence can be applied to Dad Zheng. The art teacher he found was unwilling to have children, and Zheng He and Sister Zheng didn't talk to Dad Zheng anymore, and they didn't make a phone call once a month, and the total talking time in a year was less than an hour, which made Dad Zheng feel depressed for a while, not to mention how uncomfortable.Mr. Bai once analyzed Zheng's father's psychological gap with Zheng He, but in Zheng He's eyes, he deserved it. Zheng's mother is the most clear about the contribution of this family. After the parents divorced, Zheng's sister and Zheng He followed at the same time. Mother Zheng can see it.

I don't know where Dad Zheng got the news from. He just hung up the phone with Mr. Bai, and the two of them were sticky for several minutes before they hung up completely, and he called.

Zheng He frowned when he saw the address above, pressed the call button, and asked, "Dad, what can you do with me?"

Zheng's father snorted for a long time, and asked, "Are you back, Ah and your sister? Dad invited you to have a meal with your sister and your mother?"

"Dad, tell mom about that," Zheng He said, "I can't make up my mind if you tell me."

Father Zheng said: "... Sigh, don't you know your mother's temper? I just call her and she can blacklist me."

"Then I can't make up my mind about this matter," Zheng He said while yawning. He had been on the phone with Mr. Bai for a while, and he was already very sleepy. Regarding Mr. Bai's matter, I thought about it for a few times, and felt that even if Dad Zheng had left the house, he would still be his father, so I should tell him by the way, and said: "How about this, Dad, come over tomorrow, I will I have something to tell you."

"Ah? What's the matter?" Father Zheng asked, "Can't we talk on the phone?"

Zheng He rolled his eyes: "If I said it on the phone, wouldn't you just not come tomorrow?"

Dad Zheng thought about it, he laughed twice, and said: "Okay, then Dad will come tomorrow, wait for Dad, oops, Dad hasn't seen you for almost a year, do you miss Dad?"

"It's okay, you eat and drink every day, what do I miss you for?" Zheng He said.

"Haha, son, you are really humorous." Father Zheng smiled happily.

Zheng He hung up the phone, wondering whether his heartless personality was inherited from this.