Little rich is safe [rebirth]

There is no one on the street during the New Year's Eve, but there are a lot of red paper scraps falling from the firecrackers on the street. Against the snow, it looks lively and lonely.This festival is really strange, obviously every house is decorated with lights and festoons, but all the doors are closed, and all the shops on the street are also closed for rest—but it’s true, on such a day, everyone closes their doors and reunite with their families .

Su Zian took the twins for a walk around the street. It was cold outside, and the two children understood that their noses were red, but they looked much more energetic than at home. They held Su Zian's little hand and shook it, chattering and snatching. and talk to him.

Hearing their immature voices, Su Zian felt really uncomfortable. When the family was in the most difficult time, he was already an adult and couldn't stand his father's humiliation and scolding, let alone such a young child as twins?

Su Chen looked calm, but in fact his mind was more sensitive than Su Tong's. It was not accidental that he would go astray. I am afraid that the accumulation of time would cast a shadow on this child.

Su Zian held the hands of his younger siblings, and led them for a while on the street. He saw a seller of rock candy hawthorn at the intersection, and bought a small packet for the two of them to share.Su Chen excused that he had a toothache, and pushed the few hawthorns that were stained with sugar particles to his sister, and kicked the stones with his head down, not looking at them.

Su Zian's eyes were sour, who said his younger siblings were ignorant?His younger brother is so young, so he knows how to give food to his younger sister at home. Which child is born to be fierce and fierce!

Walking around the empty street for a while, Su Zian talked to the twins while looking around at the posters on the street. There is no urban management these days, and people who set up stalls and do small businesses are not as despised as they were in previous years. , There are many soliciting business here in the old city.

After walking for a while, Su Zian saw three of them. The first two were hard work, resistant to bricks and cement. He might not be able to do it with his small body now. The last recruitment notice made him pay more attention.It was a restaurant that was recruiting cooks, handymen, and started work on the second day of the new year. Although the time was tight, there was an attractive condition. The salary was settled daily, ten yuan a day.

Su Zian was a little tempted. Now it's 95, and his mother Zhang Wenqing works three shifts in the instant noodle factory carrying flour bags and peeling onion, ginger and garlic, and it only costs 500 yuan a month.He calculated that if he worked for more than half a month during the holiday, he would earn a lot of money.

Su Zian wrote down the address of this restaurant, it's not too far from his house, it takes 10 minutes by bicycle.

Su Tong chewed on the candy hawthorn and read the revelation inarticulately, but got stuck after a few words, was laughed at by Su Chen, and the two of them almost got into a fight again.Seeing that the two of them were refreshed again, Su Zian felt more at ease, and brought the twins back home.

Before Su Yuande came out, only Zhang Wenqing was busy in and out of the room. Seeing them coming back, he made a booing gesture at them, and waved them back to stay in the room.

"Your father is not in a good mood, hurry up and hide!" Zhang Wenqing has been married for so many years, and she is also a little tired from her husband's troubles. She smiled and coaxed the twins, "Come out when it's time to eat, and let him be quiet." Quiet, let's not mess with him!"

The twins nodded obediently, but Su Zian couldn't pretend to be obedient, nodded with a stiff expression, and took the two children back to their small bedroom.

During dinner, Su Yuande's temper improved a bit. Although his voice was still rough, but the evil fire from before was somewhat gone, and the family could still talk a few words.Mostly Su Yuande was talking and Zhang Wenqing was talking about it.

Su Yuande pointed to the news broadcast on TV and expressed his opinion loudly, as if he was the only one who was sober, he shook his head and talked, and finally got involved with the leaders of several small agencies in the city, humming: "Only they This kind of foresight is far worse than when I was in the army, everyone looked forward and backward, and now they are all people who rely on connections, and those who have real skills are squeezed out instead, what kind of world!"

Su Zian lost his appetite when he heard this, and he couldn't put a single thing in. After barely eating half a bowl of porridge, he put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm full, so I'm going back to the room to read a book."

Su Yuande thought that he had been scolded by him, and he repented, showing some satisfaction on his face, nodded and said: "Go, it's not bad, study hard, don't embarrass your father, you know!"

Su Zian didn't say a word, and bowed his head back to the bedroom, and lay down on his single bed as soon as he entered the door.He tried to change his father in his previous life, but how could such a person's character, which he had cultivated in the past 50 or [-] years, be changed by a junior?Hearing Su Yuande's various remarks again made him give up this idea completely.

Su Zian sighed, turned over, and suddenly felt that there was something cramping under him. He touched the thing and took it out to see, but it was a pocket watch.The dial of the metal case is exquisitely made, and it looks quite expensive. Su Zi'an's family will not have this thing. The only possibility is that the boy who stayed here yesterday left it behind.

Su Zian picked up the thin chain and looked at it for a while. Seeing that the dial could be opened, he subconsciously unscrewed it, and there was a photo.

The space inside is limited, and the photo is cut very small. It is a photo of a woman hugging a child. The two look alike. The child is a little childish, just like Jian Yuhuan who is one size smaller.

Su Zian looked at Jian Yuhuan in the photo who was dressed as a young master. He had a shirt with a stand-up collar, and his hair was combed back with pomade. He had a serious face and looked like a son of an aristocratic family. He was really cute.

After looking at it for a while, I put away the pocket watch, thinking about how to return it.This thing is obviously not something that can be measured by money. Jian Yuhuan's child was robbed and he was able to protect the pocket watch. Obviously, he kept it close to him carefully, and it was probably the child's most precious thing.

Maybe the next time I go out and send it to the police station, the police can send it back.After all, Zhang Jianliang is a distinguished guest in the city, so many people should be willing to give this little thing as a gift, right?Su Zian thought wildly for a while, and slowly made up his mind.

After lying down for a while, he got up again and took a blank playbook from the desk, and began to draw on it with a pen over and over again, solidifying the basic skills from scratch again.He had already thought about it, to earn some money by working as a handyman in a restaurant during the holidays, and then tutoring painting when school started, he would still be able to earn some income.

He vaguely remembered that in order to increase the enrollment rate, the school would persuade many students with poor grades to study art in the second year of high school.The art student examination is divided into majors and cultural courses. The majors are sketching and gouache. His hands brought out many students from the Academy of Fine Arts.

Before Su Zian finished a plaster cast, the door was carefully pushed open, and the twins came in. Seeing him on the bed, they surrounded him one after the other, and rubbed against him.

Su Chen was worried that he was ill. Su Tong was a girl after all, so he took out a bean paste bag from his pocket and stuffed it into his elder brother's mouth, and said in a low voice, "Brother, you can eat this, I secretly took it in the kitchen ,For you to eat."

Su Zian's mood improved a lot, he ate slowly with the bean paste bun in his mouth, practiced a few plaster sketches, and even drew two sketches of the twins, both of whom looked cute.

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