Jujube

After Meng Guanghui died, I started to save money. I put the pocket money my brother gave me into an iron box and hid it under the bed. Only my brother knew it.

The money belongs to me and my brother. If one day we separate from Sun Yuemei, I will use it to take my brother away from Baiquedang.I planned this day wishfully. My brother didn't know, and I didn't know if he would be willing to come with me.

It turns out that under the bed is not a reliable place, and after two years of saving, one day I found that the money in the tin box was missing.

I suspected it was my younger brother Sun Yanming.

Sun Yanming had already learned to walk at that time, and he could say some stupid things with his sloppy mouth.He often wandered around in and out of the courtyard in crotchless trousers, while Sun Yuemei followed him with a rice bowl, trying her best to coax him to eat.

My younger brother is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Sun Yuemei is often exhausted in order to finish a bowl of rice. She has thought of many ways, and the most common one is hide-and-seek.Sun Yanming hid, and when he was found, he opened his mouth mercifully and let Sun Yuemei stuff a mouthful of food.

At that time, Sun Yanming was still a little bastard who didn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, and his stubborn nature defeated his fear of Lu Xinyao. When Lu Xinyao was not at home, he was like a little emperor, shaking his head and patrolling his territory.

When I came out of the house, Sun Yanming was sitting naked in his bathtub playing with water, I asked him directly: "Sun Yanming, did you touch my things?"

Sun Yanming raised his head and looked at me for a while, then suddenly scooped up water from the tub and splashed it at me with hands and feet, and at the same time shouted loudly: "I can't hear you! I can't hear you!"

I have always disliked Sun Yanming, even though part of his blood comes from Meng Guanghui like mine.When he called Lu Xinyao "brother" for the first time at the age of babbling, I knew that I would never like this younger brother.

He was born to be my brother's younger brother, even if Lu Xinyao didn't like him, he could call him brother with confidence.But I'm just a fake.

I walked towards Sun Yanming, and he kicked the water more violently: "You are not allowed to come here! Go away! Don't come here!"

But I went through it anyway.I picked up Sun Yanming from the bathtub, like picking up an oil-skinned toad, and asked him forcefully, "Where did you hide my money?"

"I don't know! I don't know!" Sun Yanming resisted me stubbornly.

I put him on the windowsill on the second floor and threatened him that if he still refused to admit it, I would throw him down and let him fall to his death.

This scene successfully frightened Sun Yanming, and my unpromising counselor brother began to cry loudly, holding my clothes tightly with both hands, not daring to move.

His crying attracted Sun Yuemei.

When Sun Yuemei rushed up from the kitchen, she was still holding a kitchen knife in her hand.

She stared at me terrified and angrily. From her eyes, I could see that Sun Yuemei wanted to cut me into pieces, but she didn't do it because her beloved Sun Yanming was still in my hands.

"Mengli! What are you doing!" The kitchen knife in Sun Yuemei's hand trembled like her sharp voice.

If Sun Yanming took my money, Sun Yuemei must be with him.I said to her, "You stole my money."

Sun Yuemei stared at me and Sun Yanming defensively, and gouged out her eyes fiercely: "What money do you have? Have you made any money?"

"My brother's money," I said.

"Who is your brother! That's my son! Mingming's brother!" Sun Yuemei corrected me angrily, "Your mother died long ago, who gave birth to your brother!"

"You are talking nonsense, Lu Xinyao is my brother! If you don't return the money to me, I will push him down!"

"How dare you push me to hack you to death!"

Sun Yuemei and I faced each other across a table, and Sun Yanming cried "Mom" in a loud and piercing voice, and when the object of crying became "Brother", it suddenly suffocated my chest.

"Shut up! Don't bark!"

I wanted to push Sun Yanming down, but at this moment I saw my brother.

His eyes flicked to mine, and my eyelids started to burn.My brother didn't say anything, just walked up to me, took Sun Yanming away from my hand, and put him back on the ground.

It was Lu Xinyao's appearance that broke the deadlock.

When Sun Yanming came down from the window sill, Sun Yuemei pushed him to the back, and then she chopped at me with a kitchen knife.I was blocked in the same place before I even had time to escape my sight, just like when he squeezed away Peng Heipi's finger that poked my forehead, Lu Xinyao stood in front of me and squeezed away the kitchen knife that was slashing at me.

When I recovered from the chaos, I only heard Sun Yuemei's scream.

Lu Xinyao was wearing a white shirt that day. When I looked up, I saw the blood slipping from his arm, soaking into a stream of bright red in the whiteness. When he got down, he not only cut his arm, but also scratched his face.

The knife used to chop meat and chop bones usually chops dead meat, but at this moment it actually sliced ​​open the skin of my brother's face.Everything happened in front of my eyes.

I was so angry that I rushed forward to hit Sun Yuemei, but at this time my brother suddenly pulled me back and threw me against the wall, and then he slapped me mercilessly.

My brother's hand is very strong, he hit really hard, I felt a blackness in front of my eyes, and buzzing in my ears.

At that moment, I felt that I was deaf by his slap, suddenly at a loss, I just stared at him blankly.The blood slid down my brother's cheeks to his ears, and then gathered on his chin, like rain from the corner of the eaves, one drop after another, dripping quickly.

For a moment of humming and silence, I saw my brother's sweat bead crawling in the sun, I stared at him for an unknown amount of time, until the blood on his face formed a long scar in my eyes crawl.My vision suddenly blurred.

The kitchen knife in Sun Yuemei's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and Sun Yanming was terrified, crying loudly.But Lu Xinyao ignored everything, he stared at me and said, "Go back?"

Only then did I recover from the slap in the face, and belatedly felt my eyes were wet.

My brother, who is never impatient, grabbed my arm before I could answer and took me back roughly.Lu Xinyao's hand held tightly, as if trying to crush my bones. I couldn't keep up with his footsteps, and was almost dragged by him. I couldn't help crying when I went down the stairs.

I can't tell why I'm crying.Because of being pinched by Lu Xinyao?Because he slapped me?Because my brother was stabbed by Sun Yuemei... I have been a villain since I was a child, and I hurt my brother again, he must hate me very much.

"Brother...Brother, you are bleeding...Do you hurt?"

I was talking incoherently the nonsense my brother didn't like to hear the most, he didn't even look at me, he slammed the door and went out.The sudden grievance engulfed me the moment the door closed, and I cried alone in the room.

I have a lot to say to my brother, but he doesn't want to hear it.

Dude, they stole our money.Why are you protecting them?

Brother, do you hate me?

Brother... brother, brother.sorry.

The shadow of the sun sank to the bottom of the water, and the light, almost drowning, climbed onto the bed of the water ghost.

I was doomed since I was a child that I would not be a promising person in the future. I had no choice but to crawl under Lu Xinyao's bed after talking to myself "brother" and crying, and fell asleep after crying bitterly. ——I don't know when the door was opened, and I don't know when my brother came back.

In the middle of the night, I felt someone grab my shoulders, hold my back, and lift me out of the safety of my bed.I vaguely thought it was my brother.

His fingers landed on my cheek with a slight snort, wandering around the swelling after the slap fell.I half-opened my eyes, and saw my brother was touching my face with his head down from the hazy field of vision.

I don't know if it was a dream or not. At that time, I was immersed in my own sadness, and I buried my face in his hands with all my strength, soberly and in a daze, I called brother, and then a tear came out of my eyes, I rubbed it on my brother's palm. His lifeline was originally a dry riverbed, and I let it fill with my tears.

It must be a dream, I thought, only in a dream would my brother have such patience.

But in this dream, I saw the white gauze on his face.

Lu Xinyao was disfigured.His pretty face was ruined by a kitchen knife.

My trembling liking for Lu Xinyao began at that time. Before his disfigurement, I was just afraid of him, and after his disfigurement, I began to love him.