Zhu Mu Lang Ma

Fu Kun's words made Fu Yijie's heart skip a beat, followed by faint depression and anxiety.

He longs to be like when he was a child, holding Fu Kun in his arms and acting like a baby at any time. Fu Kun would hug him, kiss him when he had nothing to do, and run around with his back on his back. But now everyone has grown up. The two of them broke up once a week because of quarreling, and it was not easy for Fu Kun not to be impatient when he was clinging to him.

Fu Yijie lay on the tatami and sighed, he was more afraid that Fu Kun would hate him than what was going on with him.

"This kitchen is really nice!" Fu Kun roared in the living room. The independent kitchen and bathroom made him very happy, and he went back and forth to visit in circles.

Dad arranged Diudiu's nest in the small corridor at the entrance of the kitchen, and Fu Kun didn't even miss Diudiu's nest, lay down on the ground and stared at the cat dozing in the nest for a long time: "Is it cool? Moving house will make your nest bigger."

Fu Yijie looked at the new bedroom, it was much better than the previous hut with a canopy bed separated by wooden boards, the room was very bright without turning on the lights.

He went to stand on the balcony, and he could see very far. The feeling of standing on a high place with the wind blowing and looking around from afar made him feel a lot more comfortable.

He has a lot of reluctance to give up Tongzilou, but his new home has also brought him many surprises.

Fu Kun took three showers after eating, saying that he wanted to experience the power of a water heater. After washing, he wore a pair of underwear and ran to the balcony with water beads all over his body. He sneezed several times before returning to the house after being blown by the wind. , Rolling on the tatami mat with her arms around the quilt.

"Can you be normal when you sleep at night?" Fu Yijie was a little worried.

"It's hard to say," Fu Kun wrapped the quilt over his head, and sat cross-legged on the tatami. "According to the improvement of our family's level, I guess I will be excited for a week."

"Then I'll sleep on the floor at night." Fu Yijie pointed to the wooden floor beside the tatami.

"Are you afraid that I'll kick you if you sleep happily?" Fu Kun laughed happily, "What's the difference between sleeping on the tatami mat and the floor? They're both flat, and I can roll all the way under the table over there."

"Go away and try!" Fu Yijie stared at him.

Fu Kun didn't roll under the table at night, but rolled out of the range of the quilt. In order to prevent him from catching cold, Fu Yijie had no choice but to pull the quilt and follow him. When they got up in the morning, they were both lying on the floor.

New home, new bedroom, a desk for each person, and a large bookshelf, these things dilute Fu Yijie's uneasiness about certain uncertain things.

After reading other books, he would still take out the two books that shocked him so much. Before that, his focus was on the case, but now he began to think about the things about these people in the book. analysis.

Fu Kun didn't notice the change in him, he was still the same, he didn't mind in class, he played after school, and he would hang around the street with Sun Wei two or three nights a week, so that he could concentrate The only thing I can do when lying in front of the table is to draw.

But there was one thing he kept thinking about, and that was Fu Yijie's birthday present.

Half a month before Fu Yijie's birthday, his mother signed him up in a taekwondo gym not far from home. Every day after school, he would take Fu Yijie there by bike to practice throwing there for an hour.

Sometimes he felt that this kid was not as energetic as usual. In the morning, he could not be shaken and took Diudu downstairs for a run, and at night after school he went to the gymnasium to practice for an hour. Reading a book, if it were him, he would probably be exhausted long ago, and he would not fall asleep in class.

Fu Yijie finally thought of a birthday gift, but this gift surprised Fu Kun.

"Give me a sandbag." Fu Yijie sat on the ground holding a book.

"What?" Fu Kun was stunned.

"Sandbags, the kind of tumbler sanda bags that can be played indoors." Fu Yijie gestured, his eyes still fixed on the book.

"...You want to put a sandbag in our bedroom? The kind for punching?" Fu Kun stared at him for confirmation.

"Well, the smaller ones will do."

"One cut, do you think I look like a sandbag?" Fu Kun squatted in front of him, "Will you hit me smoothly, and then punch me a few times if something goes wrong?"

"Hand in hand." Fu Yijie looked up at him a few times, and smiled. His buttocks are quite elastic, but his body is indeed quite thin.

"It's not possible," Fu Kun pinched his stomach, "I think it's okay."

"Then let me try."

Fu Kun bought a sandbag for Fu Yijie, just a base with a leather tube on it.

So Fu Yijie added another thing every day, hitting sandbags, punching and kicking.When Fu Kun was painting, Fu Yijie was kicking and kicking behind him. He always thought that one day Fu Yijie was strong enough, and sooner or later the sandbag would fall down and smash him to the ground. on the table.

My mother has no objection to him buying a sandbag for Fu Yijie to come back and play with. Fu Yijie has a long-term future in everything he does. He won’t just throw it aside after a few days. Just curious about where he got several hundred dollars.

Fu Kun didn't go into details, he saved the money for a long time, and wanted to buy himself a writing table and watercolors, but after buying the sandbags, he didn't have enough money to buy watercolors, but he didn't care, since he painted anyway. It's just for fun, now Fu Yijie is playing with sandbags, everyone is playing for fun.

I don't know which of the three sports methods of running, taekwondo, and sandbags have a special effect, or it's time. In short, since the second semester of the second year of junior high school, Fu Yijie's height has changed surprisingly.

When exactly did he start running around, no one at home noticed, not even Fu Kun, who went to and from school with him every day, didn't notice.

Or that day when the two of them went back to Tongzilou to see their old neighbors, they ran into Aunt Zhang. Aunt Zhang stared at Fu Yijie and shouted, "This is Yijie? They're so tall! I'm almost catching up with your brother!"

Only then did Fu Kun suddenly realize that the top of Fu Yijie's head had touched his ear at some point.

He couldn't wait to go home to find a tape measure, so he directly took Fu Yijie to the street to measure his height. The small card that came out of the machine clearly stated, height: 170.7 cm.

Fu Kun was shocked, the two of them spent more time together than the couple including the holidays, and he didn't feel that Fu Yijie was growing up at all!Before, he felt that Fu Yijie's school uniform was a bit strange, but now that he thinks about it, maybe the trouser legs are a bit short?

Fu Yijie stared at the small card for a long time, and couldn't control the smile on the corner of his mouth. This was the first time since he wanted to grow taller, he saw that his height did not increase by centimeter by centimeter.

"171." Fu Yijie stared at the card and said.

"It hasn't arrived yet, 1.7 meters points to seven, points! Seven!" Fu Kun also stood on the machine, emphasizing the exact number.

"Round up, 171." Fu Yijie clapped his hands.

"I didn't hear that the height is rounded up...Damn!" Fu Kun took a look at the card that was spit out from the machine and yelled, "How did it take me so long to grow a centimeter!"

Fu Yijie leaned over to have a look. Height: 178.2 cm.

"You probably don't have time to grow," Fu Yijie smiled, and put his chin on Fu Kun's shoulder, "Are you waiting for me?"

"Then my rounding of 178 is 1.8 meters."

"Does it count? 178.2 is rounded up to 1.7 meters! Eight!"

"I rounded up to 1.8 meters, and you rounded up to 1.7 meters." Fu Kun put the two cards together in his pocket, "That's it."

Fu Kun teased Fu Yijie, but in his heart he was very happy that Fu Yijie had started to grow taller. Since elementary school, Fu Yijie had been determined to grow taller. It had been several years, and he finally saw a significant change. .

As soon as he got home, he yelled for his mother to have an extra meal to celebrate that Fu Yijie's long-term almost static height finally made a qualitative leap.

"I just said that my second baby can't be short!" My mother pinched Fu Yijie's small card and looked back and forth, "The future will definitely be smooth sailing!"

"It's quite Yushu now." Fu Kun sat on the sofa and looked at Fu Yijie. People who stay together every day have to watch to see the changes. Fu Yijie is no longer the cute one he used to describe. Little boy.

"That's right, hey, you see, he weighs about the same as his brother. This is the standard figure. Kunzi is a bit thin. Fortunately, these two people don't fight, or Fu puppy is not an opponent," the mother said. The card was put in Dad's hand, and he pulled Fu Yijie to look him up and down again, "It is fair to say that they are both as tall as me, why do I still feel that the second baby is not so tall when I look at it like this?"

"Children don't show their size," Dad said with a smile, "Didn't we not pay attention when Kunzi was running around before?"

"A bit," Fu Kun stretched out his legs and touched Fu Yijie's legs with his toes, "You've grown really fast, do your bones hurt?"

"No," Fu Yijie patted his leg, remembering that Fu Kun used to complain of bone pain when he was growing up, but he didn't seem to feel that way, "I probably don't have osteoporosis..."

"How much food Ren Yijie eats every day, and his nutrition can keep up. It's not like you. I haven't lost a lot of food," my mother said, turning around and walking to the kitchen. Is it?"

Fu Kun ate more than usual today. His mother made chicken wings. He loves to eat chicken wings. After eating the chicken wings, he mixed rice with chicken wing juice, so he could eat one more bowl than usual.

After eating, he helped his mother wash the dishes, then rubbed his belly and went into the bedroom. Fu Yijie was lying on the table doing his homework. He went over and rubbed Fu Yijie's head until he rubbed all of Fu Yijie's hair In a mess, he let go of his hands and said, "You little one, you've grown so tall, I really can't measure it, I don't know it, I was shocked when I measured it."

"Mom and Dad are busy at work, so they don't have time to pay attention to us. It's not surprising that I don't know how tall I am," Fu Yijie wrote with his head down, "You look at me every day, but you don't notice it, and you are too disrespectful to me." If you pay attention, Sun Xiao and Sun Wei will be able to find out if she has gained two catties."

"Yes, as soon as they found out, they quarreled over whether they were fat or not, and they broke up for three days." Fu Kun laughed for a long time, "That's my younger sister, it's normal to be more careful. Who is my younger brother?" I stare at you all day, I want to stare at you all day, you must not annoy your brother to death."

"It's not annoying," Fu Yijie looked up at him, "It's not annoying."

Fu Kun looked at the serious expression on Fu Yijie's face and was stunned: "Ah, that's fine, I will care more about you in the future."

"Thank you, I'm really touched." Fu Yijie bowed his head and continued to do his homework.

In fact, Fu Kun has no idea how to care about Fu Yijie. Fu Yijie has been a very worry-free child since he was a child. No matter whether it is study or life, he doesn't need to worry about him. He handles everything very well. organized.

Even if there was something, if he refused to say it, no one else would be able to find out. Fu Kun hadn't asked him anything he didn't want to say in all these years.

Why do you care?Fu Kun can only stare at Fu Yijie a few times a day, at least this kid is going to grow up again, so he can find out earlier.

Then, when taking Fu Yijie to the gymnasium by bike after school every day, buy him more food, make a little preparation before training, and eat something after training.

"Is it enough?" Fu Kun handed a bagful of food to Fu Yijie.

"It's raising pigs." Fu Yijie opened the bag happily.

"You're growing, eat more." Fu Kun raised his hand to flick his forehead, but Fu Yijie quickly dodged it. He stared, "Come here and let me flick it!"

"Nervous." Fu Yijie clicked his tongue, leaned in front of him, and let him flick his forehead.

When Fu Kun returned home, he didn't see anyone. Dad didn't come back from work this afternoon for dinner, but half of the dishes were prepared in the kitchen, and there was no sign of his mother.

When he was about to shout, he heard his mother's voice from the bedroom, as if answering the phone.

There are extensions in several houses, but usually my mother rarely calls in their bedroom when they have nothing to do, and the door is still closed.

Fu Kun felt a little strange, and moved to the door to knock.

"That's right, everyone has just finished paying the house payment, and no one has the spare money to lend it out," the mother's voice came through the door, the voice was very low, but Fu Kun could still hear it clearly, "How about you Ask Lao Luo again? His children are all at work, so they should be more relaxed..."

borrow money?Fu Kun was stunned for a moment, there was nothing wrong at home, why did he borrow money?

Besides, when Dad said that he needed to make up the house payment, he was quite proud to show him and Fu Yijiexian the family passbook. I have no money.

"Well... I told the second sister, and the second sister means that the money we borrowed to buy the house has not been repaid before we pay less... OK, you can ask again, and I will make two more phone calls tomorrow to ask." Mom finished speaking in a low voice and hung up the phone.

"What's the matter?" Fu Kun stood at the door, and as soon as his mother opened the door and came out, he immediately asked.

"Oh, you scare me to death," my mother patted her chest, "you're scaring me to death by going to this station quietly!"

"Why do you want to borrow money?" Fu Kun reached out and patted his mother on the back a few times.

"Didn't your grandma go to the hospital for a physical examination a while ago, and it was found that there is something wrong with her heart..."

"What? What's wrong with my grandma!" Fu Kun became anxious immediately. Grandma and their family are separated by two cities, and they usually only see each other during the Chinese New Year. Ride a bicycle and go to the countryside to pick mushrooms with your old friends, why do you have a heart problem!"

"Listen to me!" Mom gave him a push. "It's not a big problem, but the elderly have some heart and blood vessel problems. The hospital said to build a bridge."

"Not enough money?" Fu Kun stared at his mother.

"Your grandma doesn't have public medical treatment or anything, you have to pay for the operation..."

"Do you need a lot of money?"

"Oh, I can't tell you clearly, don't ask." My mother was about to go into the kitchen to cook.

"I won't ask what? Is our family going to borrow money?"

"Well, I need to borrow some," my mother said while chopping vegetables, "your dad and I have deposited the money left over from buying a house last time, and now it's not time to take it out, so we will lose a lot of interest , just borrow some first, and pay it back when it’s due.”

"...Oh," Fu Kun replied hesitantly, "Then when will my grandma have surgery?"

"Your second aunt is making arrangements. I'll just ask for a few days off to go and stay with you. Don't worry about it. The final exam is coming soon, so don't make me fail a few times with your foolish appearance," my mother waved at him. Wielding a kitchen knife, "Don't tell your brother, the exam is coming, don't be distracted."

Fu Kun was pushed out of the kitchen by his mother, and he was stunned in the living room for a long time before slowly returning to his room.

He sat in front of the table and wanted to draw a picture of Zhang Fu Yijie running around, but he couldn't draw a single stroke after 10 minutes of turning around.

Mom's words sounded okay, but he always felt that something was wrong.

Grandma's sick mother should not hide it from him, and he can find out by calling his second aunt's cousin, but he is not sure if his mother is telling the truth about the money at home.

Dad came back quite late at night, and he and Fu Yijie had already laid down before hearing the sound of Dad opening the door.

"Dad, it's really late today." Fu Yijie squeezed Fu Kun's underpants and rubbed them with his eyes closed.

"En." Fu Kun responded.

Not long after, Dad entered the bedroom and heard the sound of the bedroom door closing. Fu Kun sat up and said, "I'm going to the toilet, you rub the pillow towel first."

It was the first time for Fu Kun to squat like a thief at the door of his parents' bedroom to eavesdrop, with his head facing the toilet door, as if he could rush into the toilet at any time.

"Lao Luo said he could borrow [-]. I'll ask others tomorrow." Dad said.

"I don't think it's easy to borrow. I borrowed from so many people when I was collecting the house payment, and I haven't paid it back yet," my mother said in a low voice. "The money is almost dancing, and it's gone."

"Then I have to ask, my brother should be able to borrow some..."

Fu Kun frowned, he was already sure that his mother was lying to him when she said that the money was saved regularly.

Dad discussed with mom again about asking who to borrow the money, and then sighed: "It will take two or three years to pay off the money, and Kunzi has another expense for going to college, so he has to squeeze it out in advance."

"It's not easy for the two of us who are earning dead wages. Kunzi here hasn't graduated yet, and Yijie over there is about to go to school again... But we still have to squeeze out the money. Before Lu Yanqiu went abroad, he said he had to pay for it. We refused Yijie’s tuition fee straight away, so we have to hold on,” my mother suddenly laughed, “Hey, didn’t I have a special momentum that day?”

"Yes, very much. How about I agree to the job my apprentice introduced, so I can earn more." Dad thought for a while.

"It's too hard. I drive all day during the day, and then go out to drive the night shift taxi at night. There will be accidents. I don't agree."

Fu Kun didn't listen any more, and went back to the house lightly.

When he was lying down, Fu Yijie muttered: "It's been so long."

"Stomach hurts." Fu Kun took his hand and put it on his pants, "You continue."

"I can't rub anymore, I'm almost falling asleep." Fu Yijie smiled.

"A bit," Fu Kun squeezed his hand, "Have you thought about going to college?"

"Think about it, what's wrong?"

"What do you want to learn?"

"I haven't thought about it," Fu Yijie turned over and thought for a while, "Study medicine? Archeology?"

"These two are a bit far apart." Fu Kun laughed.

"I don't know, let's see when the time comes, anyway, I will definitely get into a good school."

"Ah."

"What about you?" Fu Yijie leaned closer to him, "It's only one year left, are you going to be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts?"