there is heaven

Suhang has a younger brother who is six years younger than him.Six-year-old, commonly known as "Liu Chong", that is, incompatible horoscopes, prone to injuries and unlucky.In fact, it is also true.

"Hang Hang, wake up." Su Hang felt his body being patted, he barely opened his eyelids, and glanced at his mother.Then he nodded in confusion.He sat up slowly from the bed, glanced sideways at the little guy lying beside him, who was still sound asleep, and tried his best not to raise his hand to rub his hair.

Shanghai in winter is extremely cold, and the cold damp penetrates into the bones.Su Jing pinched the small wonton with one hand, and stirred the boiling water with the spoon in the other.Suhang stood beside her, finding change and packing for her guests without saying a word.The two cooperated tacitly. Although there was a long queue, they did not keep the guests waiting for long.

"Hang Hang, are you here to set up a stall for your mother again today?" An aunt stuffed the change into Su Hang's hand, then stood with her arms crossed and raised her eyebrows to watch Su Jing cook the wontons.

"Yeah, our Hang Hang is the most sensible." Su Hang didn't answer, Su Jing spoke for him naturally, she knew her son was afraid of others, he didn't talk much, and she didn't want to be cold.So she picked up the wontons and put them in a bowl, while raising her eyes and smiling at the aunt.

The aunt is also a regular customer, knowing that the boy in Su Jing's family doesn't talk much, so she doesn't force it.Suhang took the plastic bowl full of small wontons from Su Jing, reached out and tied a knot, then handed it to the aunt and said, "Auntie, your little wontons."

Two hours passed quickly, and it was eight o'clock in the blink of an eye.Su Jing turned off the fire, and put the remaining ingredients on the trolley into the food box.She raised the cuff and said to Suhang: "Hanghang, let's go home." Suhang nodded slightly, and he walked around to the back of the small cart, put his hands on the wooden handle and pushed it up.

The trolley squeaked with difficulty because of the overload.Suhang walked ahead silently, his knuckles were red from the cold, and the cold wind blew in through his thin clothing, making him shiver uncontrollably.

"Is it cold?" Su Jing hugged Su Hang tightly, and Su Hang shook his head and said it was okay.Su Jing touched his back distressedly and said, "I'll be home soon, and it won't be cold after eating a bowl of wontons."

Su Hang nodded, there was a dent under his feet, Su Hang and Su Jing worked together to forcefully push the cart over.Turned a corner and arrived home.

Suhang and the others live in Shikumen, which is crowded because of its old age.He and Su Jing finally pushed the car into the alley, and the uncle in a military padded jacket collided with them head-on with a urinal.

"Oh, how did you do it?" The uncle jumped up, Su Jing hurriedly pulled Suhang away, she bent her back and kept smiling and said, "Sorry, sorry, we didn't see it."

"What kind of cart is there for such a big tofu block? I can figure it out!" The uncle pointed to the small cart and criticized dissatisfiedly. Suhang's jaw was extremely tight. He took a step forward, his eyes He stared at the uncle closely, but did not speak.

"What are you doing?! So who are you looking for?!" The uncle gathered up the cotton-padded jacket on his body, his voice was startled, and Su Jing was so frightened that he quickly pulled Su Hang back, and she kept pulling Su Hang's wrist. He bent down and said, "I'm really sorry, we must pay attention next time."

The uncle curled his lips and remained silent, Su Jing hurriedly dragged Su Hang upstairs.As soon as the door was opened, Su Qiao was still sitting on the bed in his pajamas, his eyes were clear, unlike just waking up.

"Qiaoqiao, why don't you get up quickly! You're going to be late for school!" Su Jing shouted anxiously. She took out two bowls from the cabinet and filled them with small wontons.She held it with both hands and carefully brought it to the table, then turned back to serve the second bowl.

The house is very small, except for a double bed, a sofa, a dining table, and a wardrobe, it is too crowded.Su Hang stood by the bed, he picked up the clothes from the sofa and threw them to Su Qiao, saying in a neutral tone, "Put it on quickly, don't catch a cold."

Su Qiao grabbed Su Hang's hand and touched it. He frowned and said, "Why is it so cold?" Su Hang pulled out his hand, walked to the dining table, pulled out the chair and sat down, picked up the spoon and started eating the wontons in the bowl .

"Qiaoqiao!" Su Jing patted her eyebrows on the table and said, Su Qiao rolled her eyes, and reluctantly began to change into that ugly school uniform.He dawdled out of bed, moved to sit next to Su Hang.

Su Qiao picked up the wontons in the bowl with a spoon, and he looked up at Suhang, who was eating intently.Su Qiao blinked and smiled, and in a flash of lightning, put a spoon into Su Hang's bowl and stole a small wonton.

"..."

"Su Qiao!" Su Jing was furious, she slammed the table down again and said, "Why don't you eat your own? My brother has worked hard for my mother just now, so don't make trouble with him!"

"I just like to eat what's in my brother's bowl." Su Qiao licked the soup in the spoon, looking like a fox who had succeeded in tricks, which made Su Jing very angry.

Suhang silently transferred three more wontons from the bowl to Su Qiao's bowl, then lowered his head and quickly drank the soup in the bowl.He stood up with the bowl.

"Hanghang, are you full? Mom will cook you some more..." Su Jing sat on her seat, looking up at Suhang's back and asking.

Suhang picked up his schoolbag from the sofa and threw it on his body. He said he was going to school, and opened the door to go out.Su Qiao was still chewing wontons, his face puffed up, he didn't even bother to wipe his mouth, so he picked up his bag and stepped on his shoes, and hurriedly chased after him.

"Suhang!" Su Qiao yelled indistinctly, and Suhang paused.Su Qiao caught up with him a few steps and walked side by side with him. Su Hang ignored him, but slowed down his pace.

"Here!" Su Qiao took out a biscuit from his pocket and handed it to Su Hang. Su Hang looked down and saw that it was a delicately packaged imported chocolate biscuit.It's all printed in foreign languages.Suhang didn't answer, he frowned and said, "Where did you get it?"

"Give it to my classmate!" Su Qiao is fair and clean, and he has a pair of unforgettable eyes. Every time those eyes blink, it is like a lead that is invisible to pull you, making you focus, and then constantly Move forward.

"You can eat it yourself." Suhang put his hands in his pockets, not intending to take it at all.Su Qiao quit, abruptly took his hand out of the school uniform pocket, and stuffed it in.

"I've agreed to eat it for you, so you take it." Su Qiao didn't allow him to refuse, and ran forward with his schoolbag on his back without looking back.Suhang held the chocolate biscuit, feeling a little overwhelmed for a moment.He held it in his hand and looked carefully, then turned the schoolbag to his chest, unzipped the inner zipper, and carefully put the biscuit in.

With his bag on his back, he stared at Su Qiao's running back, his cold eyes moved slightly.