Jiaojiu Nuanyang

In the end, Fang Kun didn't use the new mobile phone Chen Jingdong bought for him.

Fang Kun compensated Zheng Shunshun for the new iPhone, and refused to agree with Chen Jingdong's proposal to buy another one.

On the contrary, I happily rummaged through the drawers at home, and found a Huawei that Chen Jingdong had used. I went to the business hall at the entrance to get a number, and used it without disdain.

"This one is too old." Chen Jingdong put two chopsticks of mutton rolls into the boiling spicy pot: "Let's buy a new one. If you don't buy an iPhone, just buy an ordinary one that costs more than 1000 yuan."

"No. This is not very good, there is nothing wrong with it." Fang Kun lowered his head and fiddled with his "new mobile phone": "Ha, I also have a mobile phone. If you have anything to do, call me later, and I will save the number to you The number one on the phone is hehe..."

Putting the cooked mutton into Fang Kun's bowl, Chen Jingdong was quite helpless: "The phone is not broken, but it is too old."

"It's okay, I'm nostalgic." The child seemed to have forgotten the "one belt feud" two days ago, and smiled heartlessly: "Besides, I don't have anyone calling my phone, so it's mainly convenient for you to find me. Huh?"

Fang Kun seemed to have discovered a new continent: "Brother, did you use this phone when you were in the army? There is a photo."

Chen Jingdong poked his head over to look, but there was one.

When I saw that photo, I was in a trance for a moment.

In the photo, the two young men are wearing camouflage uniforms, hooking their shoulders and backs, wantonly enjoying their youth and full of vigor.The shorter one showed two small canine teeth with a smile. Of course, the most obvious one was the mole between his eyebrows.

"Brother, you were so handsome at that time." Fang Kun carefully tapped the screen with his index finger: "Look at the camouflage uniforms, which look like formal dresses for you, and you look so heroic! Oh, it's strange, brother, you said that you wear camouflage all over the street." There are so many people wearing clothes, and others are stupid when they wear them, so why do you look good in them?"

The child pursed his lips, feeling a little envious, and then slid his finger between the brows of the person next to him: "Brother, this is your good friend, right? It's really the same position."

"I don't remember the photos from so long ago." Chen Jingdong was a little embarrassed: "Delete them."

"Don't delete it!" Fang Kun carefully put the phone in his pocket just like protecting the baby Pimple: "It's mine if you give it to me, and the photos in it are mine too."

After a while, Fang Kun turned around and gave Chen Jingdong a meat roll with chopsticks: "Brother, eat more. Our teacher Huang said that mathematics and Chinese will be retaken at the beginning of the semester. Don't worry, brother, I will definitely study hard during the winter vacation. Take the exam well!"

Lightly humming, Chen Jingdong didn't pay attention to the follow-up make-up exam: "There is still Coke in the kitchen, go get it yourself after drinking."

"Brother, I want a glass of beer." The boy pointed to his wine glass, biting his chopsticks and begging.

"What kind of wine does the child drink?" Saying no, Chen Jingdong still passed Huang Chengcheng's beer over: "Just one glass."

After drinking a glass of beer, Fang Kun became more active: "Brother, when did you drink for the first time? Tell me."

"One year old." Chen Jingdong poured the wine slowly: "My dad dipped chopsticks in white wine for me to taste."

"Then you still talk about me?" Fang Kun stared, his face full of disbelief: "I'm already 15 years old, and you still talk about a glass of beer."

"You're still studying, what should you do if you've lost your mind?" Chen Jingdong said confidently: "Don't even think about it with me, you'll talk about it when you're an adult."

"Tch," Fang Kun put on a disgusted expression, his eyes were full of smiles: "Let me do the math, there are still three years left, so I can drink when I am a sophomore in high school?"

At a loss for words, Chen Jingdong became angry from embarrassment: "No, after graduating from high school, when you get into college and go out of town, I won't see or worry, and I won't care about you."

"Brother, take care of it, you'd better take care of it for the rest of your life." The young man tilted his head, his eyes sparkling: "Brother, I have made up my mind, no matter what my grades are in the future, I will only take the local university in city A. I will not leave you , I'll just stay at your house, and I won't leave until you find me a sister-in-law, and when you have a child, I'll take care of the child for you."

"Just talking stupid things." Chen Jingdong shook his head helplessly, but his heart palpitations were sudden for no reason.

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During the winter vacation, Fang Kun did not relax much.

I can sleep half an hour more every day than when I was in school, and the rest of the time I plunge into the sea of ​​books and questions, studying hard and memorizing.

Instead, he complained endlessly, because he didn't have to go to school, and the training plan Chen Jingdong made for him increased the intensity.

Ten unshakable laps of the playground every day, abdominal crunches, push-ups, and pull-ups.Fang Kun, who practiced, cried for his father and mother, and nicknamed Chen Jingdong in revenge: the devil coach.

The devil's coach is selfless, and every task must be carried out to the letter.

When running, you need to pinch the watch to time it, and when you do push-ups, you must move properly and do not deform, otherwise you will reset and redo.

After the first ten days of adaptation and pain, Fang Kun benefited little by little from this exercise program.

The muscles will not grow all at once, but the small body will gradually become stronger.It's no longer like running eight laps at the beginning, lying on the ground and pretending to be a dead dog, and you can't even drag it.

Now at home during the winter vacation, the schedule is regular, every night at nine o'clock, I go downstairs to run laps with Chen Jingdong, and the nearly half hour of exercise has become the most intimate moment between the two.

Before and after the run, Fang Kun would tell Chen Jingdong some trivial things.Some are from school, some are from the Internet, and he is teaching at home or cooking, ordering takeaway, and there is nothing in it, but it looks very happy when he talks about it.

At this time, in Chen Jingdong's eyes, Fang Kun was closest to the carefreeness that he should have at his age.

There was another time when Fang Kun played badly and pretended to twist his foot after running the last lap, and hey yelled for Chen Jingdong to carry him back.

Chen Jingdong was really startled at first, but when he knelt down and reached out to touch it, amidst the child's purposely exaggerated cries of pain, he instantly understood this little trick.

Chen Jingdong really carried the child back that day.But the prerequisites are a bit miserable——

Fang Kun was given an extra meal, and received an additional four rounds of allowances.

After another four laps, Xiao Fang, who had not twisted his feet, was paralyzed into a dog skin plaster again.

It's almost the Spring Festival.

Before the Spring Festival, Chen Jingdong drove Fang Kun to the nursing home again, and brought an insulated lunch box of roasted sweet potatoes.

Grandpa Fang and Grandma Fang praised their grandson for his filial piety while eating, tears streaming down his face, causing Fang Kun to have red eye circles until he left the house.

On the way back, Fang Kun looked out the window and held back a word for a long time.

Brother, I want to grow up and make money quickly, buy a big house with a small garden on the first floor, and take my grandparents to live with me.

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The Chen family's reunion dinner had just put down the chopsticks, just as if they had made a good pinch, Fang Kun came.

The child had a New Year's Eve dinner at his aunt's house, changed into new clothes, and greeted the New Year when he entered the door beaming, calling everyone one by one with a sweet mouth.Coaxed Chen's mother to smile.

"Here, Xiaokun, this is the lucky money from grandma."

Fang Kun subconsciously looked at Chen Jingdong next to him, like the kind of eyes a child is waiting for his parents to nod.

Before Chen Jingdong could speak, his brother Chen Jingxi joked, "Just take what grandma gave you. Why, wait for your second uncle to nod before you dare to take it?"

Fang Kun scratched his hair and smirked, bowed ninety degrees to Grandma Chen, and reached out to accept the red envelope: "Thank you, Grandma."

"Come here," Chen Jingxi said with a smile, "Uncle still has a big red envelope here. Xiao Kun has a sweet mouth, so let's listen to some nice auspicious words."

"I wish my uncle and aunt a happy and harmonious family for a hundred years, I wish the moon a healthy and happy growth, I wish my uncle every new year's wish and success, and I wish my aunt stay young and happy forever." Fang Kun sent out all the family's blessings in one breath.

Lin Qian slapped Chen Jingxi lightly while laughing and complaining: "You don't look like an uncle, bullying children."

Chen Jingxi stuffed the red envelope over: "I also wish Xiaokun success in his studies in the coming year. The longer he grows, the more handsome he will be, and he will become the class leader of your class."

Smiling and noisy, the moon is the most excited, jumping up and down and screaming, I especially like the joyful atmosphere at home.

"Dongzi," Chen Jingxi looked at his younger brother teasingly: "You are the second uncle, you can't show it? The moon has red envelopes, what about Xiaokun's?"

"No need, no need, I eat brother every day... the second uncle drinks his food and sleeps his food, tuition fees and so on, no red envelopes." A paragraph made the child feel tired.He didn't want to be called uncle but had to, and the vague "he" made people laugh even more.

Chen's mother leaned forward and back together with her son and daughter-in-law and wiped away tears: "Oh, Xiaokun, you are such a treasure."

Chen Jingdong was also infected. He reached into his trouser pocket as if to dig it out. He looked at Fang Kun and said, "I'm not prepared for this. Look, my mother and brother made fun of me to death."

Fang Kun took it seriously, blushed anxiously and waved his hands again and again: "Don't make trouble, I really don't want your red envelope, really, really!"

"You children are too unkind." Mother Chen's cheeks were sour with a smile: "Okay, stop teasing Xiaokun."

Chen Jingdong then took out a big thick red envelope from his trouser pocket, stuffed it into Fang Kun's hand, and deliberately said, "Take it, the lucky money from the second uncle."

According to Chen's mother's custom, on the [-]th night, it is necessary to watch the old age.

When it was almost eleven o'clock, Mother Chen and Lin Qian started kneading noodles and making dumplings.

Chen Jingdong took the mobile phone, and while everyone was enjoying the Spring Festival Gala, he opened the balcony door unobtrusively and went out, closing the door behind him.

Fireworks and firecrackers are banned in the city, and New Year's Eve is also quiet.

The call went through quickly, and Chen Weiguo's voice was unrecognizable.

"Dad, Happy New Year." Chen Jingdong said in a deep voice, "Did you eat dumplings tonight?"

Chen Weiguo was very happy: "I had dinner with Chief of Staff Gu, Deputy Commander Shen, and his family, and drank two cups. The sister-in-law of the Gu family made dumplings and insisted on bringing them back for me. Wait until twelve Order and eat."

Chen Jingdong murmured, not knowing what to say.

The balcony door was gently opened, Fang Kun stepped out, watched him make a phone call, smiled and didn't say a word, just tilted his head and watched.

It happened to be for the children, and there was nothing to say, so Chen Jingdong simply wished his father New Year's greetings and hung up the phone.

"I didn't come to bother you on your phone call." The sliding door of the balcony was opened a crack, and the child saw him put his phone in his trouser pocket, and simply squeezed it out sideways, raising his head: "Did you pay New Year's greetings to Grandpa Chen?"

"Yeah." The air was cold, and Chen Jingdong wanted to smoke: "I'll smoke a cigarette, if you're afraid of getting smoked, go in first, it's cold here too."

"Not afraid." Fang Kun shook his head: "You smoke."

This was Chen Jingdong's first time smoking in front of a child.He propped his elbows on the balcony railing, trying to stay as far away from Fang Kun as possible: "If you're sleepy, go to sleep first, go to my room. You don't need to watch the night, it's past eleven o'clock."

"You drove me to bed, why are you planning to eat more?" Fang Kun intentionally said, "I have my share of the dumplings made by Grandma Chen, so don't try to take it for yourself."

"Still taking it for yourself? Do you think everyone is a foodie like you?" Chen Jingdong took a puff of cigarette and let it out slowly.Under the not-so-bright light, the man's profile was sharp and rigid, completely incomparable to the softness of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy.

"What's wrong with me being a foodie? I'm a foodie and I'm honored." The boy told him poorly.Looking back into the room, Fang Kun asked hesitantly, "Aren't you going home today?"

Chen Jingdong was taken aback for a moment, but soon understood what he meant, and felt a little strange.A little sour and a little tingly.He called their place "home".

"I won't go back today to watch the New Year's Eve. I have my own room with Grandma Chen. Can you squeeze me in for a night?"

"Okay, why not." Fang Kun said carelessly: "Brother, you have the final say."

Chen Jingdong teased him with a smile: "Hey, the red envelope you just gave, isn't it called Second Uncle?"

"Breaking trouble. By the way," Fang Kun reached out and took out the red envelope from his pocket: "I said I don't want it from you, so why do you give it back, really. That's fine, uncle Chen and Grandma Chen are not here at the moment, you Put it away quickly. Our family has a lot of expenses, and I don't make money, so I always ask for your money, which will hurt a man's face."

The child's plausible and specious words made Chen Jingdong very happy: "Why are you talking like a little housekeeper? You can still make up a man's face, brat. In my eyes, you and the moon It makes no difference."

"It hurts my self-esteem! It hurts my self-esteem too much!" Fang Kun yelled: "You compare me with a kid who just took off his diaper and went to kindergarten?! I can't live through this day!"

Chen Jingdong stretched out his long arms, clamping the child's neck directly: "It's really against you!"

The two of them were as happy as two fools, they even forgot about the subzero temperature.

Through the sliding glass door, Chen Jingxi glanced at the balcony, smiled and shook his head.