godfather

Xiaobei's grandma mentioned it to her grandson occasionally, otherwise, if you move back to live, there is room at home, big baby, kiss grandma too!

Of course Meng Xiaobei was always unhappy, and he couldn't say no to kissing grandma.There are only two rooms in grandma's house. He lives in a hut and sleeps with my sister-in-law. The young master is already a big man, and he still sleeps on the same bed with my sister-in-law. What's the matter?

Grandma Meng said: "What's the matter? That's your aunt! There are many children in other families, don't they all sleep together like this?"

Meng Xiaobei lowered his eyelids: "...I'm not used to sleeping with girls."

Grandma Meng said, "Why don't you sleep with me?"

Meng Xiaobei: "You are not a girl!!"

Grandma Meng clicked her tongue: "I'm already an old lady, so I'm not considered a woman!"

Meng Xiaobei fell heavily on the bed on his back, writhing around, and yelled hysterically: "Oh, please forgive me, you sleep like you are going to demolish the house, the building collapsed! Another earthquake in Tangshan!"

Grandma Meng scolded with a smile: "Nonsense! Smash you! ... Or sleep with your grandpa?"

Meng Xiaobei laughed happily: "You should spare my sister-in-law! You should sleep with grandpa, my grandpa has lost his ears anyway."

Grandma Meng picked up the broom bump from the bed, and Meng Xiaobei bounced it up quickly, clutching her buttocks and running away...

The school has an annual inter-school sports meeting, and classes are suspended all day. On the big playground, students from all classes move small benches and sit down, forming a neat square formation. The athletes wear vests and shorts, with numbers pasted on their backs.

The girls in their class chanted in unison: "Come on, Meng Xiaobei!!!!"

Meng Xiaobei was wearing a white hurdle vest and shorts. His thin body dangled in the vest, but his arms were very strong.He pressed his body back, set off quickly, took a quick approach, and then took off!At the age of a primary school student, his stride into the air has no technical content to be honest, but he is faster than others, stays in the air for a long time, and has strong explosive power. The whole person is swinging out.

The physical education teacher who was in charge of the measurement was unprepared, and realized that he was sitting too close, so he ducked back and leaned over directly from the pony.

Meng Xiaobei ate into the sandpit with a puff, eating a mouthful of dirt.

That jump was 1 meters, and he won No.[-] in the long jump grade.

Meng Xiaobei crawled out of the sandpit, half of his body was covered with a layer of sand.The corner of his mouth is covered with a small smile, he half-smiles, his pair of narrow eyes are cool, and he already has the demeanor of everyone.

The more you don't laugh and don't like cheap boys, the more popular you are.

Qi Liang does not participate in the event, he is the only male in the cheerleading team.Qi Liang led a group of girls to shout slogans: "Meng Xiaobei is doing great!"

All the girls shouted, "Meng Xiaobei is doing great!"

Qi Liang: "Meng Xiaobei has another one!"

The girls shouted together: "Meng Xiaobei has another one!"

Qi Liang: "Meng Xiaobei, I love you!!!!!!"

girl:"……"

The girls in the class didn't follow suit this time, and they weren't so bold back then.There was a chuckle in the phalanx, then a few whispers, a few red faces, and finally a hahaha burst of laughter.

Later, in the 4X50 relay, Meng Xiaobei was the third runner in their class.The dilapidated playground of the primary school was in the shape of an irregular egg. Meng Xiaobei was the one running the curve. The centrifugal force made him lose his balance. The moment he took the baton, he almost flew out. fall.Their class relay later took No.2.

Behind the phalanx of each class, there is still a sparse lineup of parents sitting in each class.There are those who carry shoes for children, those who bring tea and water to wipe off their sweat, and those who please the teacher and ask the head teacher to build a relationship.

Meng Xiaobei took off his sneakers, tied the laces together, hung the shoes on his shoulders neatly, and walked back to his seat barefoot.

He glanced at the parents' seat, unable to hide his disappointment... In fact, he knew that no one at home came to watch the school sports meeting.

His third aunt was going to come and said, "I'll help you cheer up." Meng Xiaobei said, "No, what are you doing? All my classmates are parents."

Their class, Sun Yuanyuan, took two boxes of drinks from her father, and ran to Meng Xiaobei, blushing and said, "Meng Xiaobei, are you thirsty? Here's a box for you."

Meng Xiaobei said very manly: "I don't need it, you girls keep it for drinking."

Qi Liang "tsk tsk" behind him for a long time.

Meng Xiaobei turned back and stared at him: "What are you talking about, your tongue is cramped?"

Qi Liang hugged him from behind with a cheeky face: "Don't want it, give me a drink if you don't want it, I'll help you yell for a long time, I'm so thirsty—"

Meng Xiaobei broke free: "Um...go to hell...don't touch me..."

Qi Liang said cheaply; "Our parents are here, your godfather, the handsome one, why didn't he come to see you run the relay?"

Meng Xiaobei buried his head in relacing his sneakers, his face slumped: "He's busy, he's from the People's Liberation Army... Do you think everyone is as idle as your stepdad all day long, moving a horse to play chess and eat melon seeds on the street. "

Recently, there was a meeting in the city. His godfather's squadron was performing security duties. The camp was closed and he couldn't come in and out at will. It had been a long time, and no one called.Meng Xiaobei was very unhappy and looked lonely, but there was nothing he could do.

The godfather's call did not arrive, but the biological father's call did.

Besides, at Qishan, since the eldest came to Beijing to study, Meng Jianmin still cared about his eldest, and often called to ask questions, basically once a week, even though he couldn't catch the monkey child most of the time.Meng Jianmin also wrote letters to his son. He wrote with a handsome pen and sprinkled several large pieces of paper, quite earnest and rambling.Meng Xiaobei usually replied half a page to his dad, and drew a cute little person on the other half to amuse his dad!Let him do ideological and moral reports and study reports, it is better to kill him.

Meng Jianmin called again, very anxious, and the talk was still about his second child, Meng Xiaojing.

Meng Xiaojing is ill.

The growth path of the two children is full of ups and downs, and there are sinister and unpredictable corners laid by fate everywhere.Not long after the eldest brother went to Beijing, Meng Xiaojing once stumbled and stumbled on one leg when he was going down the stairs between classes at school, unable to move, and then rolled straight down the stairs...

Nothing was broken on his body, but Meng Xiaojing had a problem with his leg. The joint of his right leg was often stuck. When he walked on the road every day, he couldn't bend one leg, and it hurt a lot when he got sick.A group of doctors in the factory hospital were helpless and could not diagnose the source of the disease.

Meng Jianmin also took his second child to a big hospital in Xi'an, and later he had to bring his son to Beijing for treatment during the summer vacation.

Shaotang learned that Meng Jianmin was returning to Beijing, so he didn't need his godson to yell at him to return this time, so he deliberately asked for leave to come back.

He knew that it must be a big deal for Meng Jianmin to bring his second son back.

In the Meng family hut, Meng Xiaojing was leaning on the bed, covering himself with a layer of thin woolen trousers on a hot day.

Meng Xiaojing has always been an inch taller than Meng Xiaobei, with thin arms and legs, a boy who grows more handsome the longer he grows.It is said that when he went to Xi’an to see a doctor, his father rode a tricycle and pulled him on the street, but he was stopped by people and asked, "How old is your child? I am a TV director. Are your parents willing to let your child shoot commercials?"

At that time, people were conservative and didn’t know that there were other ways to make a living besides the iron rice bowl. Meng Jianmin had never heard of it: “What kind of commercials are you shooting?”

The director said: "For the advertisement of children's skin cream, your son's skin is really delicate, and his eyes are especially beautiful. This is the male version of Shirley Temple! Our TV station is planning to co-produce a movie with Xiying Studio, and we may also need to play the second male role." The actor of No. Kid, let your son try the lens?"

Meng Jianmin was feeling annoyed, frowned and said, "The child can't walk in his legs and is about to see a doctor. I also know that Shirley Temple is a child star in the United States, but can she help my son heal his legs?"

"Xiying" is Xi'an Film Studio.

Such an opportunity that seemed perfect and even life-changing to people later on was missed by the father at that time.

The Meng family was once again in chaos, with relatives and neighbors coming in and out, visiting the patient from Shaanxi, the precious second grandson of the Meng family.

The neighbor's aunt stretched her head to look hard, and finally said: "This is the younger brother of the twin in your family?! Oh, this doesn't look alike!"

"The second child looks better than the eldest, and the second child looks like his father and grandfather, that's right!"

The neighbor's aunt said a piece of nonsense that was actually meaningless, and everyone could see it.

Meng Xiaobei slid down the stair railing with a candy stick in his mouth, his pants were stained with dirt, his eyes were cool, and he pretended not to hear the aunts talking...

Shaotang also came to Meng's house again, standing at the door looking at Meng Xiaojing like that.

Meng Xiaojing is not as active and amusing as the boss. He is delicate and well-behaved since he was a child, and he loves to be stinky. He uses soap in the bath and always puts on skin cream after washing. The sweater on his body is always clean. Now he doesn't chew his hands anymore.A very delicate and beautiful boy, in his prime youth, his legs are going to be lame...

When people grow up, they will have more thoughts, unlike when they were young, they only knew how to play foolishly.Meng Xiaojing was at her grandma's house in Beijing. The two brothers saw each other every other year, and they felt that they were already strangers, and they couldn't speak a few words to each other.Different people have different fates, and it is inevitable that each has its own knots.

Shaotang saw Meng Xiaojing get off the bed, wanting to go to the bathroom.Xiao Jing's left leg is normally bent, and his right leg is straight. He is holding on to the table, jumping and moving. When the corners of his mouth are naturally pursed, he seems to have been greatly wronged. People hurt.

Shaotang subconsciously went to help, seeing that the boy was struggling to walk, so he simply hugged him horizontally and carried him to the toilet.

Meng Xiaobei touched the glutinous rice sticks from the top of the kitchen cabinet on tiptoe, skillfully, when he turned his head...

Meng Xiaobei had rice sticks in his mouth, put his hands in his pockets, lowered his eyes, and tiptoed to the door of the toilet, to see what those two were doing.

Shaotang's voice said, "Can I pee myself?"

"I support you?"

"You're on point, don't get outside."

"...It's better to get it outside. Forget it, don't worry about it. I'll wipe it for you."

The door opened, Meng Xiaobei dodged, quickly dodged, turned his head and pretended not to see anything, his mouth was already pouted.

When Shaotang came out, he still hugged Meng Xiaojing horizontally, and carried him back to the bed.The third aunt and sister-in-law of the two boys were there, and the third aunt was fat and panting after giving birth, and the younger aunt was skinny and wobbled when she walked, so Shaotang could only help to hold her.

Although the little aunt couldn't hold herself, she still followed Shaotang all the way with her waist, turned out of the room, followed a circle and then turned back to the room: "Meng Xiaojing is all right... Thank you soon, uncle... Shaotang, sit down." Let's take a break next time..."

When He Shaotang went back to the bathroom to clean up the sitting toilet that had been soiled by Meng Xiaojing, he found that Meng Xiaobei was poked in the toilet, holding a rag in one hand, dangling in the basin, not looking like he was doing work, drooping A long face.

Shaotang was thinking about something, and asked, "Xiaobei get out of the way, I'll clean that toilet."

Meng Xiaobei didn't say a word, and flicked the rag back and forth in the basin, deliberately making trouble.

Shaotang has a quick temper when he does things, so he frowned: "Hey, what are you doing?...Why don't you rub it?"

Meng Xiaobei snorted, "Why should I wipe it?"

Shaotang was also dissatisfied with Meng Xiaobei's carelessness these days: "That's your own brother, his legs are like that, why can't you help wipe them?"

Meng Xiaobei: "...I, I didn't say no to help!"

As soon as Shaotang taught him a lesson, Meng Xiaobei suddenly felt uncomfortable. He didn't know why, the eyes staring at the washbasin seemed to be splashed wet suddenly, and there was a pang in his lungs, feeling unhappy and at the same time Aggrieved, the expression on his whole face was not right, and he was so bored that he wanted to scratch the wall.

Meng Xiaobei didn't know it at the time, but he was just jealous.

In other words, the jealousy in the hearts of young people is not exactly the same as the jealousy related to love in the future.According to his mother, Meng Xiaobei was a thief and domineering since he was a child. As he got older, this kind of thieves and domineering became more and more manifested in a strong desire to demand and possess emotionally.What always makes him psychologically unbalanced is that there will always be one or two people around him, competing with him for the attention and pampering of the person he cares about the most.

In the final analysis, there is still some inferiority complex left in the psychological subconscious—the wild child has met our handsome little prince again!

The person who makes him feel marginalized in the family every time is his younger brother Meng Xiaojing.First, he divided up the love from his parents, but now that he almost has no parents, why does his godfather start to love Meng Xiaojing?Meng Xiaojing didn't come to Beijing, and his godfather didn't go home, so he ignored him; as soon as Meng Xiaojing came back, the whole family circled around.

Godfather had never hugged him like that.

Who is this godfather?

Dads can share -- born with no choice.

The godfather belongs to him alone, and the younger father only loves us, so no one else wants to share half of it.

That's what Meng Xiaobei had in mind.

He Shaotang closed the toilet door, and the two of them were alone in the small dark room.Shaotang rubbed Meng Xiaobei's head, and said in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Meng Xiaobei lowered his head, as if nothing had happened: "It's nothing."

Shaotang tugs on Xiaobei's earlobe.

Meng Xiaobei said unhappily: "Stop talking about it, since you talked about me since I was a child, it has turned into Maitreya Buddha's ears."

Shaotang said: "It's been more than two years since we separated, and we have a quarrel with your brother, and we didn't say a few words just now."

Meng Xiaobei: "...I don't know what to say."

Shaotang said: "His legs are seriously ill. Look at your father, who was so anxious that his temples and hair turned white. Just now, he went out to call and asked for a doctor to find a doctor. Don't be stubborn. Make me happy with your expression." Son!"

Meng Xiaobei reluctantly curled the corner of his mouth, hehe, hum.

Shaotang frowned, and coaxed: "Can I make my smile look better!"

Meng Xiaobei grinned: "Hey, hey, hey!!! Do I look good?!"

Shaotang was so angry that he laughed, pinched Xiaobei's face, and softened his voice: "Smelly boy, your father is here, so at least try to convince me, you are my son, give me a long face, okay? Don't let your father think that I didn't teach my son well..."

He Shaotang also realized at that time that Meng Xiaobei's domineering and narrow-mindedness recurred every now and then, and it was strange that he was never like this in front of outsiders.In school, Meng Xiaobei has a very generous and cheerful temper, has many friends, can get along well, and he can be both male and female, and he is very close to both male and female students.Every time their classmates Liangliang and Shen Dawei come home to play, they say that Meng Xiaobei is very generous to his buddies, shows his loyalty, and brings delicious snacks to the school to eat together. Shen Dawei mixed up because his body size was too far away to save the other party).

Meng Xiaobei only plays small-mindedness in front of Shaotang, throws temper tantrums, makes all kinds of petty embarrassments, is caressing, petty and motherly.And as I get older, it just gets more and more awkward!

Shaotang didn't understand at that time, what was going on in this brat's mind, and there seemed to be an untied knot in his heart.