Qin's father and son

When Qin Lang was seven years old and entered the first grade, he grew taller and fleshier, but his personality was still very skinny.He hangs out with the black boy Zhang Xiaomao all day, either fighting or being mischievous every day.

Qin Siqing was wearing a long white shirt and sitting by the window basking in the sun, his gold-rimmed thin-rimmed glasses were coated with a touch of light, and the sun was dancing on his black and smooth hair, making his whole body bathed in the sun look extraordinarily soft.

Qin Lang had one foot tied to the stool leg with a rope, and kept wriggling on the stool with a pencil in his mouth.When looking at Qin Siqing, he squinted his eyes, and there was a blank test paper under his elbow. Qin Lang said, "Dad, a new teacher came to our school some time ago."

"En." Qin Siqing looked at the book in his hand without raising his head.

Qin Lang moved his feet and reached out to untie the rope under his feet. Qin Siqing turned his head and looked at him: "Finish the homework."

"But I have to go to the bathroom!" Qin Lang put the pen on the table, frowned, and stared at Qin Siqing fearlessly.

Qin Siqing turned the book again. "Hold on, when will you finish writing?"

"I don't want to write, I want to go out to play! Today is the weekend, Zhang Xiaomao is coming to see me!" Qin Lang yelled, kicking his feet vigorously, losing his temper.

Qin Siqing closed the book, put it aside, stood up from the chair, her figure blocked the sunlight and covered Qin Lang's whole small body.He walked over slowly, looked at Qin Lang, "What were you talking about just now?"

Seeing Qin Siqing like this, Qin Lang felt that something was wrong, so he obediently turned around, picked up a pen and buried his head in his homework.

Qin Siqing stood aside and watched, until Qin Lang finished writing the test paper, then he untied the rope that bound his feet.

But it was already evening after Qin Lang finished the test papers, and there was nothing to play.

For this reason, he was angry with Qin Siqing all night, but this was his unilateral anger. Qin Siqing was busy correcting the test papers without even looking at Qin Lang.

When Qin Lang got up in the morning, he hid under the blanket and refused to come out. He felt very cold in the winter, and wanted to cry when he was cold.

He lingered on the bed for more than half an hour and didn't get up. Qin Lang's grandma also felt distressed, but there was nothing she could do. She could only buy him more warm clothes, but it didn't help much. Qin Lang was afraid of the cold.

Later, it was Qin Siqing who picked up Qin Lang and put on clothes and shoes for Qin Lang.

Qin Lang's voice was full of tears, allowing Qin Siqing to manipulate, "Father, I'm cold."

"It won't be cold when you play with your classmates at school." Qin Siqing held Qin Lang's hand with warm hands.

When going to school, Grandpa Qin Lang said he wanted to drive Qin Lang there, Qin Siqing stopped him, and led the reluctant Qin Lang outside, saying that walking more would be good for his health.

Qin Lang hated Qin Siqing so much at this time, he felt aggrieved, his father treated him really badly.

It was snowing outside, and there was thick snow on the street. Qin Siqing was walking on the street wearing a black coat and leading Qin Lang who was wearing a heavy dress.

Qin Lang was out of breath after walking a few steps, "Father, I can hardly breathe with such thick clothes!"

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to Qin Siqing, Qin Siqing glanced at him, the little guy's nose was red with cold.He hugged Qin Lang, a seven-year-old child is not too young, and Qin Lang is wearing a lot of clothes, so it is still a bit heavy.Qin Siqing lifted him up.

When I came to a breakfast shop at the corner, the boss smiled when he saw Qin Siqing and Qin Lang coming: "Hey, Teacher Qin is here. What do you want to eat today?"

"A bowl of white porridge, a bowl of lean meat porridge, and a tea egg. Bring more kimchi. Sorry to trouble you." Qin Siqing smiled.

"Alas! Coming soon."

Qin Siqing eats relatively light food, but Qin Lang is different, he likes to eat meat, he can't leave fish or meat for a day.

But Qin Siqing would not let him eat too greasy in the morning.

During the meal, Qin Lang sat opposite Qin Siqing, his hands were exposed red from the cold, and his face was listless.

Qin Siqing passed the porridge over, "Hold the bowl."

Qin Lang stretched out his hands to hold the bowl weakly, and as soon as his hand touched it, he shouted: "I'm scalded to death!"

"Bring your hand over to Dad and have a look." Qin Siqing put down the tea egg in his hand, and spread Qin Lang's hand to have a look. It was nothing serious, but it was a little red.

After gently rubbing it twice, Qin Siqing handed the peeled tea egg to Qin Lang's mouth: "Eat the egg."

"I don't like to eat this." Qin Lang wrinkled his nose, but still opened his mouth and stuffed it into his mouth, his mouth puffed up.After finally swallowing it down, Qin Siqing fed him a mouthful of porridge, "Eat it yourself."

Qin Lang snorted, his eyes drifted wildly, and when the store door opened again, Qin Lang called out to the door, "Hello, Teacher Lu!"

In Qin Siqing's impression, Qin Lang had never been so polite in the past seven years. Looking back, a woman in a red leather jacket with long black hair was walking this way.

The woman's face was very pale, of the sickly pale kind.

"Qin Lang." The woman came over, rubbed Qin Lang's head and smiled, there were a few fine crow's feet at the end of her eyes, but it was not ugly.

Seeing the person sitting across from Qin Lang, he smiled friendly: "Hello, I am Qin Lang's teacher."

Qin Siqing also returned a faint smile, "Qin Lang's father."

The woman tilted her head and looked at Qin Siqing, and said, "I didn't expect to be so young." Then she said to the boss, "Boss, pack what I want."

Qin Siqing didn't answer any more, he didn't like this woman very much, her skin was a bit rough when she got closer, and she smelled of tobacco slightly, when she smiled, there was no friendly smile in her eyes as she appeared on the surface.

After a while, the woman's things were packed, and the woman waved to Qin Lang: "See you at Qin Lang's school."

Immediately afterwards, he said to Qin Siqing, "See you next time."

On the way to send Qin Lang to school, Qin Lang chattered about his teacher, "I like this teacher, she can't beat her classmates, she can't scold others, and she can't assign a lot of homework, and she often plays and tells jokes with us. Our classmates Everyone likes Teacher Lu."

"Teacher Lu said that she grew up by the sea when she was a child, and the sea is very big and beautiful. Dad, I want to go to see the sea!" Qin Lang got excited when he mentioned this, holding Qin Siqing's hand and bouncing along the way.

After Qin Siqing sent Qin Lang to the side of the school, just in time for class, Qin Lang met Zhang Xiaomao at the door, Zhang Xiaomao led his three-year-old brother to the door, looked down at his brother, wondering what he was thinking.

Qin Lang ran over, "Zhang Xiaomao, why did you bring your brother here?"

Zhang Xiaomao's younger brother is white and tender, with a pair of big eyes.Being held by Zhang Xiaomao's side, there were still tears on his face.

Qin Lang only knew that this was the son of Zhang Xiaomao's father and Zhang Xiaomao's stepmother, but after that woman died, some people said that Zhang Xiaomao's stepmother was a daughter-in-law who died of some kind of disease.

Zhang Xiaomao's father was in business, so he was not at home very much. Zhang Xiaomao, who was the same age as Qin Lang, took his younger brother alone, and occasionally the neighbor would help take care of him.Although the family is passable, food and clothing are not a problem, but they are just children, and everyone feels that these two children are very pitiful.

"Qin Lang, I don't go to school here anymore." Zhang Xiaomao said to Qin Lang, "My father has come to pick me up, and I live with him in another city. Bring Zhang Shuaishuai."

"Ah?" Qin Lang looked at Zhang Xiaomao with wide eyes. "How long will it be?"

"I don't know." Zhang Xiaomao shook his head, "I'll go first."

He took Zhang Shuaishuai's hand and left. Three-year-old Zhang Shuaishuai was still crying. Zhang Xiaomao pulled him a little harder, and Zhang Shuaishuai's body was on the verge of falling.

Qin Lang watched them walk away, Zhang Xiaomao hated his younger brother very much, Qin Lang knew this.Zhang Xiaomao is always vicious against his younger brother, but why does Zhang Xiaomao take Zhang Shuaishuai with him?Qin Lang stood at the school gate and thought for a long time before he thought about it.

Ah... because Zhang Xiaomao only has Zhang Shuaishuai, and Zhang Shuaishuai only has Zhang Xiaomao.

But on the second day, Qin Lang heard many people saying that a group of bandits came to Zhang Xiaomao's house, and they ransacked their house. He didn't know what happened to Zhang Xiaomao's father. It seemed that the enemy came to seek revenge.Zhang Xiaomao's father ran away yesterday, taking his two sons with him.

Qin Lang didn't understand anything at that time, he just felt that it was hard to lose a playmate. After being depressed at home for a few days, he met a group of new friends, and his life was still colorful, and his life didn't change because of anyone's arrival or departure. What.

Qin Siqing was confessed at school today, and the confession object was Teacher Yang who was opposite him in the office.

After the other teachers left, she stood in the stairwell and waited for Qin Siqing.She blushed like a cooked shrimp: "Qin, Teacher Qin, that... that..." She faltered and hawed for a long time but couldn't finish her sentence.

Qin Siqing saw that something was wrong with her, squinted at her, and waited for her to finish speaking.

"Teacher Qin...I like you!" Finally, Teacher Yang said the words loudly.

Qin Siqing just pushed his glasses, "Sorry, I already have a son."

"No, it's okay, I don't care!" Teacher Yang raised his head and looked at Qin Siqing expectantly, but unexpectedly found that Qin Siqing, who was always smiling on weekdays, didn't even have a smile at this moment.

She felt a little bit in her heart, "I...I..."

"Sorry, I have no intention of getting married. Of course, it's not just these reasons. I don't have any feelings for Teacher Yang." Qin Siqing smiled slightly after speaking, and then walked downstairs.

Teacher Yang stood there in a daze, with an ugly expression on his face.

In fact, I knew it would happen... I knew how such an excellent teacher Qin could fall in love with me... Her face turned pale.

On the way home, Grandpa Qin Lang asked him to bring back some snacks for Qin Lang.

Qin Siqing went back to the street again. In a small restaurant, Qin Siqing met the woman who was at the breakfast shop a few days ago, Qin Lang's teacher.She and a young girl were standing at the door of the restaurant and they didn't know what they were talking about. As they talked, the young girl shook her head, ran to the white car next to her, opened the door, got in, and then leaned out again. He yelled at Qin Lang's teacher, "Lu Yao! Go to hell! Don't let me see you again! Never see you again!"

The woman in red leather looked at the car driving away and smiled. The smile was very weak, and there was an indescribable sadness in her eyes.

After a while she lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, turned around and left.

When he was sleeping at night, Qin Lang curled up in Qin Siqing's arms, dishonestly rubbing against Qin Siqing's thigh, "Father, tell me a story. I can't sleep."

"Don't move around, sleep." Qin Siqing pressed his feet, Qin Lang's feet were cold, Qin Siqing scratched the soles of his feet a few times, Qin Lang laughed, "It's so itchy! It's so itchy! Haha!"

"Little bastard, go to sleep!"

"Haha...ha...uh...Dad, sleep and sleep...don't scratch! Hahahaha..."