godfather

Meng Xiaobei went to Liangliang's house to eat and drink.He is still lucky, no matter what, there is Qi Liang as a safe haven, so he is not homeless and has nowhere to go.

Meng Xiaobei was carrying his big dark green painting folder, and at the door of Qi Liang's house, he saw workers from the moving company coming in and out, carrying boxes of clothes and luggage.Qi Liang's father was standing in the middle of the living room and wandering around, squinting his eyes and swallowing clouds.Liangliang's father combed the boss's back hair, a light pink Ralph Lauren shirt, a shiny tie clip inlaid with 18K rubies on the tie of the suit, and his beer belly slightly swelled, just like a gangster in a Hong Kong movie.

Liangliang's father greeted him: "Xiao Bei, are you here? Come in!"

Meng Xiaobei bowed his head politely to say hello.Liangliang's father is a bold man, and he never cared about his son's classmates coming to the house to take advantage of the meal. He pointed out: "There is a newly bought box of Golego in the house, ice cream and various quick-frozen in the freezer, and pocket money in the drawer. You two eat by yourself!"

Qi Liang leaned against the door frame, staring straight at his father without saying a word.

Seeing that Qi Liang's expression was not quite right, Meng Xiaobei went over and squeezed his face: "What are you thinking?"

Qi Liang took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it directly.

Meng Xiaobei wanted to cover it up for him: "Hey you..."

Liangliang's father raised his eyes and glanced at his son smoking, but didn't make a sound, didn't care.

Qi Liang pointed with his cigarette-clamping finger: "Then there are still things in the hut, you take his camera and lens away."

Liangliang's father said, "I won't take the camera, you can keep it for taking pictures when you go out with Meng Xiaobei in the future."

Qi Liang said coldly: "I don't need yours, save it for your new wife and son!"

Liangliang's father frowned, a little annoyed, and directed the workers: "No need to take those, keep the TV and game consoles... There is no need to rummage through the cabinet, leave it to him."

Meng Xiaobei watched stupidly from the side, not daring to argue casually, Qi Liang's father wants to move away?

Liangliang's father glanced at his son, biting a cigarette, came over and patted Qi Liang's head, and said in a low voice, "I asked the doctor about it, it's a girl... I'll only have your son in this life, and it will be yours from now on."

Qi Liang turned his face away and looked out the window: "Next time, next time."

Liangliang's father felt that he was bored, and both the father and son thought too much of nonsense.After a while, the man took out another stack of bright banknotes from his pocket. It was a thick stack, and the denomination was so large that the movers next to him couldn't help but sneak a glance at the stack of money.Liangliang's father stuffed the money into Qi Liang's bedside drawer.

Liangliang's father told Meng Xiaobei before leaving: "Xiaobei, help me spend a few more days with him when you have time."

"Also, I have seen all the paintings you draw, they are quite good."

"I know a few editors and directors of TV stations who work on programs. Your drawing is no worse than those college students who came out of the Academy of Fine Arts. They are now recruiting behind-the-scenes sets and artists. You can really try it! If you need help, feel free. Call me, don't be polite to your uncle!"

Liangliang's father is a real businessman, he tossed a business card to Meng Xiaobei, waved his hand, and left without looking back.

Qi Liang stared at his father's back and said, "Get out of here!!!"

The house was empty, leaving only two equally lonely and helpless teenagers.

Qi Liang lowered his head, and there were two red spots in his beautiful eyes, as if he had expected such a day long ago.Liangliang has also grown up, and when he grows up, he will have sorrows, and he is no longer the naughty, playful, cheap kid when they first met when they were eight or nine years old.The whole person was depressed, his fair face seemed to have been drained of water, and wrinkles appeared overnight between his brows at a young age.

Meng Xiaobei also doesn't know how to comfort others, a little embarrassed, hugged Qi Liang and rubbed it fiercely, coaxing: "Forget it, it's all right."

Qi Liang sneered and said: "The woman went through all kinds of hardships and tried all means to finally get pregnant with Nima. My dad is almost 45 and can still breed. A man is not too old. I think he can continue until he is 60." Lay down the cubs."

Meng Xiaobei comforted: "Your father moved out by himself anyway, and didn't let you pack up and leave, so he is a good father."

Qi Liang said: "It was my mother who came to negotiate with him and asked him to leave the house and money to me."

"He put this house under my name, but I know that his real estate is far more than this one. This old house has long been out of line with his status. He bought a new house at Jianguomen!"

Meng Xiaobei said: "At least he will pay you back every year. You don't need tuition fees for high school and college."

Qi Liang said disdainfully, "Qian is a fucking fart!"

Meng Xiaobei was speechless.He vaguely remembered that little daddy had said this too, money is nothing!A father who is so stingy that he can only spend money to send his children away is nothing.

That night, the two of them were extremely decadent in the big empty house, smoking and eating on the bed, and the packaging bags of frozen buns, ice cream wrappers and cigarette butts were thrown all over the place. color.Qi Liang cried while talking, and wiped his tears and nose with his T-shirt.Meng Xiaobei had no choice but to hold this man in his arms and patted him for a long time, then he used the position of his godfather lying on his back to hold him, lent Liangliang a shoulder, and cried happily.

He thought that Liangliang was the strongest, the most fearless, the cheapest and the most heartless good friend by his side, his last safe haven, but it turned out that Liangliang was still a boy who could cry and never grew up.At this moment, Meng Xiaobei suddenly felt that he was a man after all, and should be able to handle some things, but Qi Liang was actually more unfortunate than him.

After Qi Liang finished crying and wiped away his tears, he carried Meng Xiaobei up to play games on the red and white machine with him, finger-tapping the keys skillfully to fire while muttering curses, treating his father as the target of subconscious artillery fire.Tired after playing the game, rolled back to the bed, hugged Meng Xiaobei and continued to sleep.

Qi Liang sniffled and said, "Hmph, I want to run away from home."

Meng Xiaobei laughed and said: "I ran away from home back then, my parents went crazy looking for me everywhere, even mobilized our people's army in Xigou, my godfather went into the mountains to rescue me in person! You ran away from home now , who are you showing? Is there anyone waiting for you at home?"

Qi Liang had a nasal sound, and whispered: "Meng Xiaobei, let's elope. Fuck me, I don't believe it. If I elope with a man, can my parents not find me?"

Meng Xiaobei said frustratedly: "I also want to elope, I want to go with the person I like."

Qi Liang asked: "Why are you having trouble with the family?"

Meng Xiaobei: "I...cough, I made my godfather angry."

Qi Liang: "...you just don't know your blessings! You deserve it!"

Meng Xiaobei said in a low voice: "I just can't accept that he will get married one day. When I think about it now, my bones and intestines are twisting and hurting."

Qi Liang hurriedly said: "If your godfather is really married, don't think about doing stupid things!"

Meng Xiaobei turned his head, and said with a smile, "You think I'm going to jump off a building? Women are like that. I shouldn't, I won't be overthinking it to that extent, right? I just feel very, very uncomfortable."

The room was dimly lit with the curtains drawn.Qi Liang raised his head and stared at the light in Meng Xiaobei's eyes in the darkness: "Meng Xiaobei, if I were you, I would not care about anything, I would definitely elope with him, live together! Get married!"

"Isn't it just a man?"

"Isn't he your godfather!"

"What are you afraid of?"

"What else do you have!"

"Your godfather treats you so well, you are so convulsive and shameless to like him!...Meng Xiaobei, you are an idiot!!!"

The next day, Meng Xiaobei went to the teacher for class with his portfolio on his back as usual.This was the retired professor that Xiao Yi introduced to him back then. Classes started every Saturday morning, and the class location was borrowed from a small school classroom in the city. There were a total of five or six students, who taught them hand in hand.Meng Xiaobei is the youngest student, painting is the only thing that can make his soul feel quiet and secure.He holds the palette in his left hand and the pen in his right, silent and serene.His profile, reflected in the bright window, is a moving painting in itself.

In the afternoon, Meng Xiaobei called and made an appointment with a program producer of Beijing TV.He went to the appointment alone, young at that time, bold and fearless, not afraid of meeting strangers, not afraid of bumping into obstacles.

When the show director met Meng Xiaobei in the restaurant, he was surprised, "So you're still a student!"

The director said that we now transfer all the chores in the field of art to the students of the Academy of Fine Arts. It is impossible for us to formally hire you if you are still a minor, and we do not trust your ability.

Meng Xiaobei brought a thick stack of works, his watercolor and gouache sketches and pen sketches.His slender eyes shone with hope, looking forward to meeting Bole.

The director was only very interested in a pen manga. After reading it carefully twice, he praised: "This is good, this is rare, and the style of painting is very mature! The TV station has recently negotiated the import of several Japanese feature-length animations, and it will be next year's Spring Festival at the earliest." It starts showing during the prime time, and every year hundreds of thousands of funds are poured into this hole, and domestic children love to watch it crazily! There is a shortage of paintings in this style in our country, and young people especially lack the vitality of youthful fantasy."

"Can you create your own, without imitating their Japanese painters?"

"Can you do table drawing and paint for us?"

"How long does it take you to draw a line draft?!"

The director said that after a while we will cooperate with an art studio to plan a domestic animation, but it is still in the complicated and lengthy stage of preparation and discussion.We need to have a meeting to study script adaptation, character modeling design, and the participants are all producers and painters in the industry.Our people, there is no shortage of coolie animators, what is lacking is creativity!I'll leave you a business card number, and you come to listen in and try to join the production team.

Meng Xiaobei was flattered, and agreed immediately.

The director said again, hey, you still have to go to school, school will start soon in September!

Meng Xiaobei straightened his back and promised that going to school would not delay my painting!I draw every day, non-stop.

At the end of summer and autumn, there is a small wind blowing on the ground at night, and I already feel the chill of autumn.The sun is setting on the western mountains, and the bells and drums are ringing in the distance in the twilight.Vehicles and people flow on the streets of the city, and the images of the entire city flow slowly in time.

Floating in Beijing, it has been nearly ten years in a blink of an eye.

The newly repaired streets in the city are criss-crossed, the commercial streets are dotted with restaurants, and the new generation has changed the old one. Only the attachment and affection in the bottom of my heart have not changed for so many years. Has the godfather changed?

After Meng Xiaobei said goodbye to the TV station director and came out, the first person he wanted to see the most was his little father, and he wanted to tell him the good news.

He stood at the public phone window for a long time, and when he was in line, he dropped the receiver again and did not dial.In fact, he just wanted to tell Shaotang that I might have found a part-time job, and I will help out in the TV program group in the future.Godfather, I work very hard, and I am not much worse than Meng Xiaojing who is selling electric fans at the counter, right?

Meng Xiaobei bought a set of pancakes at the grocery store window, "Give me two more eggs!"

He just sat on the curb with a portfolio on his back, reading the glimpses of the city, his hair curtain fluttering in the wind.Eating a big pancake, he smiled at everyone passing by on the street, thinking in his heart: Godfather, I'm sorry, if I go to beg you, can you not marry someone else.

In this emotional drama, a child has the least acting skills.From the very beginning, Meng Xiaobei confessed completely, and was madly in love.As long as that person gives him a word of reassurance, he feels that he can go all out and is willing to give everything.He is willing to kneel down to Shaotang, as long as Xiao Daddy can be with him.

The person he missed was actually two stops away at the moment, eating at the casserole restaurant on West Fourth Avenue.

He Shaotang and his two old comrades from Xigou, Xiaobin and Yao Guangli, gathered around a small table by the window, drinking beer and watching the traffic outside the window.

Xiaobin and Guangli are no longer under Shaotang's subordinates. They each have many years of experience, and they are also captains of another detachment next to Shaotang's Xishan compound.The three of them went out to drink and reminisce on the weekend.

Shaotang and Xiaobin drank each other, draining the foam one cup at a time.Xiaobin pointed at the man with his chopsticks and said, "He Shaotang, you have two things that are beyond our expectation."

Shaotang's eyes were full of alcohol: "What's wrong with me?"

Xiaobin said: "First, we thought you were the first of us to get married. There were quite a few people who pursued you back then, from Xigou to Beijing. Second, we thought that you would change jobs soon after returning to Beijing to earn a lot of money." Yes, you are fully capable and capable, how can a person like you be willing to nest in a small puddle?"

Xiao Bin pointed at the people around him: "Guangli's wife is about to give birth, Shaotang, where is your wife?"

Shaotang thought to himself: My wife?I like a bald boy with a handle, but he can't give birth to a child anyway, that brat is still a child himself.

Yao Guangli concluded honestly: "I think...you seem to be delayed by your godson."

Shaotang frowned and drank a big cup, then nodded cheerfully: "Yes, that's him! My son will never allow me to marry a wife."

Xiaobin asked: "Do you think a son who has no blood relationship with you is more important, or a daughter-in-law is more important?"

Shaotang asked back: "Is my wife related by blood?"

Xiao Bin said: "Nonsense! My wife will sleep with you to mate with you and give birth to your own son!"

The mole on Shaotang's lips trembled slightly, and said with a sneer: "Our team leader wants to tell me another date, but I can't say no, that old guy now has that expression every time he sees me, as if I'm sick! ...You said that I am closer to a woman who I have never known or lived with, but who has had a few blind dates and had dinner with me, or a son who I have raised and raised for ten years is closer to me?"

Xiao Bin pointed at him and said, "People like you are hopeless, you can grow old with your son forever."

Yao Guangli asked: "Then, can you spend the rest of your life with your son?"

Shaotang knocked the wine glass on the table: "As long as my son is willing to live with me."

Xiaobin strongly disagreed, and reasoned with this man: "Meng Xiaobei wants to start a family when he grows up! It's always the parents who cling to their children and don't want to let them go. Once the children are nostalgic for their parents, they will not leave."

Shaotang was silent for a long while, his brows were slightly frowned, his mood was a little depressed, and he said in a low voice, "I really can't do without him."

That bastard Beibei is very annoying when he occasionally gets messy, but in most of the years when he is not messy, when he is smart, well-behaved and playful, he is funny and the most caring.The sense of confidant and attachment is completely incomparable to others.

Neither of them had anything to say at the table...

The cups and plates on the table were gradually empty, full of wine and food, Shaotang got up and went to the bathroom to relieve himself.

At this moment, Xiao Bin looked out of the window, and a young man with a portfolio on his back walked past the window of the restaurant.T-shirt and shorts, long hair with a curtain, thin and tall.Xiao Bin was taken aback, and wanted to identify Yao Guangli, but the young man was already out of sight.

Shaotang took his seat again, Xiaobin said: "Just now there was a person outside, I looked very much like your son!"

Shaotang raised his eyes: "Where is the person?"

Xiaobin: "I've passed by! The more I think about it, the more I feel that the back looks like Meng Xiaobei. I haven't seen your son for a year. I'm not sure how tall he is now, but your Meng Xiaobei walks The posture is very cool, very easy to recognize, with a picture folder on the back, and wearing a pair of gray checked pants."

Shaotang murmured: "That's our Beibei...why didn't you stop him?!"

Xiao Bin said innocently: "He walked over from the outside!"

He Shaotang was still wearing a tight vest, grabbed the shirt on the seat, left the bill to the two of them very rudely, and strode out of the restaurant.He stood on the side of the street, looking to the left and then to the right, where is Xiao Bei? Where is Xiao Bei? !

Shaotang ran all the way, ran to the corner of the street, looked around, saw rolling traffic and dark red dust in front of him.

He ran out a few stops along the bus route, searching sidewalks and small street shops all the way, and ran in to search frantically every time he passed a video store or entertainment hall.

In the evening, the sky is getting dark and the lights are coming on.The back of Shaotang's vest was soaked with sweat, and there was also a layer of mist in his eye sockets.Why did Xiao Bei come to this place? Did Xiao Bei come to look for him?The previous annoyance and boredom suddenly disappeared, who would feel bad after beating up this stinky son?

There was a soft spot in his heart that was so painful, a car whizzed by, crushing his heart.

I haven't seen each other for five days, and I haven't called on the phone. The solid pillar of the ten-year relationship seems to be collapsing, and it is devastated.From Xigou to Beijing, northeast Inner Mongolia, and back again, after so many years, if Meng Xiaobei leaves him one day, it will be like cutting off one of his arms, the flesh is connected with the muscles and bones, and it hurts.

He looked at the stop sign and looked for the familiar figure through the windows of the passing trolleybus.The words "Exhibition Road" are painted on the stop sign.

Shaotang stopped abruptly, stared blankly, then turned and ran.

He ran outside Lao Mo's door in one breath, the restaurant entrance was brightly lit, and the black carved wall lamp illuminated people's hearts.

Tens of meters away, Meng Xiaobei sat on the steps next to Lao Mo, with his drawing board spread out on his knees, squinting at the traffic of people and cars in the distance.

Meng Xiaobei raised his head, the two of them stared at each other at the same time, the warm yellow and attractive halos rippled and danced on the pupil membranes, their vision was mottled and blurred...

The sea of ​​people is vast, where the heart belongs.

When the wind blew, several paintings in the clip were blown up and scattered all over the floor.

Shaotang hurried over, the two of them chased the drawing paper, buried their heads in the ground to pick it up without saying a word, and then bumped their heads together!

Shaotang grabbed Meng Xiaobei's arm, Meng Xiaobei also grabbed his, the two of them stared blankly, both sighed, feeling that they were so stupid.With such a person by my side, who cares so much, why can't we be together?

Shaotang whispered: "Why don't you go home, what are you doing sitting here?"

Meng Xiaobei stared straight at this man, unable to hide the regret and embarrassment in his eyes, what was lingering in his mind was "Young master kneeled down for you, don't you get angry with me, can we make up"!However, the man's self-esteem was troubled, and the hair curtain blocked his eyes, and the words turned into "Godfather, I want you to kiss me again, like five years ago, is it okay"?

There are people coming and going around, and the exhibition road is much more lively than it was five years ago. Lao Mo has gradually stepped down from the altar and become a civilian restaurant that ordinary people can afford.Moreover, Meng Xiaobei is now a man's height and size, and Shaotang really can't beat someone in the street...he can't even kiss in the street.

The black mole at the corner of Shaotang's mouth squirmed slightly, it was pretty, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Follow me, I will take you home..."

That night, for the first time in his life, Meng Xiaobei slipped into the military compound on Yuquan Road.

Shaotang took Xiaobei back to his uncle's house, because he knew in advance that his uncle hadn't lived at home recently. He lived in a small red building in the northern suburbs, somewhere where the General Staff worked, and there were no outsiders at home.

Shaotang insisted on getting off the bus one stop earlier, frowned and smiled wryly: "Fuck, I drank too much beer, let this old car shake the water out for me!"

It was ridiculous, Shaotang couldn't even make it through the last few steps, so he went directly to the side of the road behind the holly bushes to relieve himself.It seems that the mind is indulged all of a sudden, a stream of water gushes out, and the ejaculation is hearty!

Meng Xiaobei hugged his little daddy's waist from behind, hugging him intimately, the two of them looked about the same height, and the inflated sense of satisfaction unique to a man's heart cannot be described in words.

Shaotang seemed to be laughing even when he untied his hand, and Meng Xiaobei's chest was slightly vibrated in the back of his heart.Meng Xiaobei put the opponent's big bird back in place, wrapped it up tightly, and pulled up his crotch.

The two of them stood sideways behind the dark bushes, holding hands as if having an affair.Shaotang couldn't help it first, looked around to make sure there was no one there, turned Xiaobei's face, and slapped Xiaobei heavily.

Two tall and well-proportioned figures swayed under the street lamp.

The two shadows slowly joined together to form a person, sticking together and not wanting to part.

The soldiers standing guard at the gate of the compound paid their attention to them. The courtyard was lined with trees, and a group of children beside the red brick wall stepped on their military trousers that dragged the floor, playing and fighting.

Mo Wen was young at the time, and the bamboo horse and wooden spear were in their prime.At that time, in the courtyard of Yuquan Road, there was a handsome brown-haired young man nicknamed "Commander Chu", the second son of the teacher's family, with a red mole on the center of his brow, and the handsome "Little Shandong" followed behind him, loving each other and being inseparable .

……