Jiaojiu Nuanyang

"Chen help stay, stay." The man nodded and bowed, and walked out backwards, politely almost obsequious: "It's not a good thing, a little thing, my uncle's own breeding base by the lake, at the right time, eat and play .”

"Mr. Li is too polite." Chen Jingdong looked at the two boxes of hairy crabs on the ground in front of him, and frowned, "I've accepted the favor, but you should take the things back. I live alone, and the house does not open fire."

Li Ming is also a supplier that the logistics department has cooperated with for a long time, and he always makes such a trip every year.Even so, Chen Jingdong was still very unaccustomed to it.

The expression on Li Ming's face remained unchanged, and he responded freely: "Chen Zhu can also give someone away. In this way, I know that our soldiers don't take needles from the masses. Chen Zhu, you give me one dollar, and I sold it to you."

Impatient with the tactful way of life in society, Chen Jingdong reached out and took out his wallet, took out 500 yuan and handed it to Li Ming: "Here." Seeing that Li Ming opened his mouth to refuse, Chen Jingdong couldn't help but take a step forward, and easily handed the money to Li Ming. When the photo was taken in the other party's hands, it was half a joke and half serious: "Mr. Li doesn't accept it because he thinks the money is too small."

Going out to do errands in the afternoon went very smoothly. Before getting in the car, Chen Jingdong looked at his watch, and it was only 03:30.

Thinking about the two boxes of hairy crabs in the trunk, Chen Jingdong turned the steering wheel and reached out to dial the phone: "Mom, are you home... Well, there are two boxes of hairy crabs... about 10 minutes, near."

When the car was about to enter the community, a security guard ran out of the guard room and refused to let him in.

Chen Jingdong didn't intend to talk too much with him, there happened to be a parking space nearby, so he pulled his jeep aside, carried two boxes of crabs and walked inside.

The sun is very good, and there is no wind. The square in the community is very lively.There are aunts and aunts who choose vegetables, those who are short-lived by the hostess, some who walk around in the sun with their infant children in their arms, and, um, those who skip class?

Chen Jingdong caught sight of the Fang family's child for no other reason. Although it was from the back, the clothes and trousers were still the same as when he came back for dinner a few days ago.

A few old ladies looked at him and smiled. Although they didn't speak, Chen Jingdong felt uncomfortable all over.

He doesn't live here, and he rarely comes here. It is said that people in the community who know him can definitely count them on one hand.

"The young man is really energetic..."

"A soldier...handsome..."

Some sporadic words jumped into the ears, and Chen Jingdong was like a cat with its tail on fire, striding like a shooting star and almost ran away.

Mother Chen is stewing bone soup at home, and the house is full of fragrance.

"Why did you make a special trip?" Chen's mother complained, "Isn't it over when I come back to have a meal at night?"

Chen Jingdong didn't even change his shoes: "There's been a lot of things lately, and I've got work and not off work."

"Or Chen Weiguo won't let you come back?" Chen's mother said unhappily.

"No, no." Chen Jingdong waved his hands again and again: "How could my dad have such thoughts..."

Well, a poor response to one sentence will bring endless troubles.

"I know that Chen Weiguo doesn't like me, so we were happy when we got divorced?"

Seeing his mother wiping tears, Chen Jingdong panicked, and quickly coaxed people: "Mom, don't think about it, you know I can't talk."

After a few words of coaxing, Mother Chen sniffed and remembered: "Wait a minute, I stewed pears with rock sugar for the moon in the morning. It's autumn dry recently, and I'll pack a jar for you to take home to eat. You said you are a man. Living alone, how can I take care of myself..."

"Mom, I still have something to do. I'm at work now." Chen Jingdong ran away, losing everything about his image.

When I went downstairs, my back was covered in cold sweat.

"Uncle, do you need soldiers in your army? I can do anything." Suddenly a sentence came out, with the tone of a teenager, as if biting a Sydney pear in season, crisp and clean.

Turning his face, Chen Jingdong saw a half-grown boy sitting on a charging battery car at the gate of the building.He is thin and small, his hair is a bit long, and parted to the sides, revealing a pair of particularly bright and bright eyes. The most striking thing on the whole face is the bruise on the cheekbone on his right cheek, which just broke out , blue and purple, it looks a little scary.But his indifferent expression suppressed the discord, the corners of the boy's mouth curled up, his chin slightly raised, showing a bit of stubbornness and youthful scorn.He was wearing a half-worn black and red striped short-sleeved T-shirt, a pair of fat sweatpants on his legs, and his black sneakers were glued, covered in dust and dust, and his true color could hardly be seen.

A gust of wind blew, and the leaves rattled.

"Uncle?" The child didn't hear the reaction, and with one hand propped up, he quickly jumped off the battery car, stood there with his back straight, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Chen Jingdong.

Chen Jingdong was completely attracted by the mole between his eyebrows, as if waking up from a dream: "Ah? It's you."

The boy smiled slyly: "You and your buddies helped me at the school gate the day before yesterday." Obviously he also recognized it: "I didn't even know you were a soldier."

The son of the Fang family, Fang Wei, who he dragged up at the scene of the group fight the day before yesterday, perfectly merged into one face at this moment, standing in front of him.

"What did you ask me just now?" After recovering from the gaffe, Chen Jingdong subconsciously said, "Shouldn't you be in class at this time?"

"Our teacher is sick, and he is on vacation this afternoon." The boy didn't know the truth of what he said, and his face showed no embarrassment: "I just want to ask, can I join the army with you? I can do everything and learn things quickly."

Chen Jingdong was a little dumbfounded.All in all, this military uniform made the child envious: "How old are you? You are still a soldier. Let's talk about it when you become an adult."

"I heard that one can be a soldier at sixteen." The boy's desire was undisguised, written naked on his face and under his eyes: "I'm almost sixteen."

"You're talking nonsense." Chen Jingdong denied it without even thinking about it: "Eighteen Middle School, you have thirteen? It doesn't look like it."

The boy was like an irritated little cock, sticking out his thin chest: "I am fourteen this year, and I will be fifteen next month. Do you think it is far from sixteen?"

Silently touching his eyebrows, Chen Jingdong couldn't remember what he looked like when he was 14 years old.But certainly not as thin and frail as he is.

"You are still young, study hard, and when you graduate from high school, you will be drafted into the army when you are full."

The boy slumped his shoulders in frustration, and muttered: "I don't want to go to school anymore, I don't understand, and it's boring to sleep all the time."

"You just told me that you are a quick learner." Chen Jingdong seldom talked a lot, and now he was looking forward to chatting for a while: "Why don't you understand?"

"You don't understand after I say it." The boy was old-fashioned. Seeing that he lost his interest, he waved his hand perfunctorily and planned to leave: "Then forget it..."

"What's your name?" Chen Jingdong asked recklessly, feeling a little embarrassed and made amends: "I know your father Fang Wei, and your aunt Fang Li."

The boy turned and stared at him warily.The sun shone on the boy's face, reflecting every detail.

That's not very friendly. Look at it.

Chen Jingdong tried his best to smile kindly: "Your father left City A, how have you been all these years?"

The boy was expressionless: "I don't know."

Chen Jingdong opened his mouth and gave up the plan to communicate: "It's cold, wear more clothes when you go out, go to school well and don't fight like those little hooligans."

After walking dozens of steps, Chen Jingdong could feel the eyes behind him staring at him.

"He treats me as dead, and I treat him as dead too!" Suddenly, the boy shouted at Chen Jingdong at the top of his voice.

When Chen Jingdong turned his head, the boy had already turned around and ran away.His fat trouser legs trembled with the cool autumn wind, and he looked extremely weak.

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"Are you still complaining that I transferred you back?" Chen Weiguo folded his hands behind his back, his thick black eyebrows were interspersed with a few abrupt white ones, and when he twisted them, he had the demeanor of a superior without anger.

"No." Chen Jingdong replied simply, with no expression on his face.

Chen Weiguo hesitated to speak, and sighed: "Just think of me as selfish."

The father and father are not talkative people, they know each other well, but they will not have a good time like Chen's mother.

"Dad, why did you divorce my mother back then?" Chen Jingdong changed the subject abruptly, without concealing it.

"Your mother wants to leave, I can't persuade you. You have to ask her the reason." Chen Weiguo looked upright enough, he didn't look like he had done anything wrong: "You know that the country protects the military marriage, and she can't leave unless I sign it."

Cursing his lips, Chen Jingdong suppressed the sense of absurdity: "I was in the field army when you two divorced, and I didn't know anything. My brother didn't say anything either."

"Eight years." Chen Weiguo was in a trance for a moment, and soon returned to normal: "Let's eat here tonight, we two have a drink."

"No." Chen Jingdong picked up the coat on the sofa: "I still have something to do, so I'll go back first."

"Jingdong," Chen Jingdong had already walked to the door, and Chen Weiguo called him again: "It's been cold recently, take care to protect your knee joints, it will be very uncomfortable when old injuries recur."

Chen Jingdong held the doorknob without saying a word, just nodded and left.

Behind him, Chen Weiguo let out a long sigh.

It was dinner time, and the family compound of the army was very lively. Some people went to the cafeteria to get lunch with their lunch boxes, and some orderlies came and went without knowing what they were doing for the leaders.Walking to the basketball court, Xiao Zhou, Chen Weiguo's orderly, just came back with the snacks he just bought in his hand, and he couldn't help saying that the fortress was for Chen Jingdong.

"Brother Jingdong, the chief said you love the peach cakes here, and you asked me to buy them specially. There were so many people, I lined up for a while, and almost missed it. Why, don't you have dinner with the chief? Just cook."

Xiao Zhou is a young man who loves to laugh, just 20 years old.A native of Hunan, he is not tall, fair and clean, and has always been very close to Chen Jingdong.

Chen Jingdong said politely: "I don't want to eat, I still have something to do. You can take the peach cake back and give it to my dad."

"There is more." Xiao Zhou forced the bag to him, turned around and ran: "Then I will go back first, Brother Jingdong, come back to play when you have time. Next time I will play basketball with you."