The world is cool

After more than half a month, the life pattern of the group of four gradually took shape——Zhou Cheng, a lunatic, technical house, and Huahua and I.Three meals are usually bought ready-made in the market, or simply boiled vermicelli and then mixed with a Wuyi bag of mushroom sauce or the like.They have all been in prison for many years, so no one has raised any doubts about the quality of the diet. On the contrary, they all feel that it is very good.The burden of kebabs was completely shifted to Huahua, there was no way, the stubbornness of this poor kid was even worse than before, so I could only shake the white towel and surrender.

But there is one thing to admit, Huahua seems to be quite talented in cooking kebabs, and he has become familiar with it after a few days. Occasionally, when there are too many people, he will also explode the small universe, grilling the kebabs so that it is like a kebab. His supply of meat skewers is on the rise, but my collection of money has not kept up——

"Boss, I'll give you ten yuan. Why do you ask me for forty yuan? Are you just living?"

"Fuck you, please hurry up, I haven't found the money after I've eaten all!"

"Put the five roast tendons of the five meats into a plastic bag and take them away!"

"Big brother, help me break 100 yuan, one 55 ten yuan will be..."

Miss Pancake Guozi, why don't you add bricks and tiles, okay? ! !

It’s true, but the peak period only lasts for an hour. Once the peak period of school is over, the heat at the school gate will obviously ease. Although there are still half-children visiting from time to time, it will no longer make me resent myself for not being reincarnated as a octopus. fish.

Huahua is still the same as in the prison before. He is very focused when working. No matter when there are many people or few people, he keeps his head down and earnestly fan the flames, sprinkle seasonings, and turn the meat skewers. When someone came to buy it, he moved the [-]% grilled meat skewers to a place with no fire nearby as a reserve.

I stood next to him and watched him become a world by himself in this concentration, even though we stood so close.

Just when I thought that if I didn't speak, he would only leave me with a stern and serious profile until the stall was closed, this guy suddenly turned around and handed me two skewers.

I caught it, but somehow.

Huahua pointed at me, or rather my stomach.

I suddenly realized that my stomach immediately sang empty city tricks in this mouth-watering aroma, so I was not polite, and I ate it directly against the wind.

To be honest, with today's soaring prices, four yuan really doesn't last long, so the meat skewers in my hand soon became bare-bones commanders.Throwing the sticks into the temporary trash can made of cardboard boxes, and then went to see Hua Hua, the guy returned to his old self, concentrating on the posture as if he was not grilling kebabs but thinking about life.

The setting sun stretched his shadow very long. If you look carefully, it seems to be a little longer than mine.I used to classify him and the little lunatic as children in the prison, but now, the little lunatic didn't move, and this guy secretly grew up.

It's not a very aesthetic thing to be sentimental in barbecue smoke, so I'll just think about it and call it a day.Everyone has to grow up, don't say that Huahua is not my son, if it is true, he wants to fly solo, I can't stop him.

But right now he hasn't thought about it.

That's fine.

Although I always feel that his good behavior now is because he was taken care of by me in prison back then. To put it bluntly, I treated him well in those years, so now he always wants to return me something, to seek a psychological balance. .

During the fugue, the field of vision was suddenly occupied by a sheet of white snow. I collected myself, and it took me a long time to find the focus.

What are you thinking?

Quite sloppy four words.

Huahua seldom talked to me when setting up a stall. Firstly, it was difficult to write with oily hands, secondly, the business was booming and there was no time to write, and thirdly, we really had nothing to say.So now this question catches me a bit off guard.I can't say I'm thinking about when you're going to dump me and go it alone.

Seeing that I was silent, Huahua frowned slightly, and shook the paper in her hand again.

Well, as we grow older, we grow taller, we grow taller, and we grow taller, so we lose patience.

"I'm seriously thinking about what to have for dinner."

Huahua obviously didn't expect such an answer, and was a little dazed for a while.

It happened that a familiar face came over, I hurriedly threw Huahua aside, and greeted with a grin: "Hey, I haven't seen you for a while."

The little girl was a little thinner than before, but her face was still round, and she smiled like a sunflower when she saw me, but after listening to my question, her little face wrinkled into a bun again: "Big I skipped class last week and my waist was flashing, and I have been raising it at home for half a month, two mutton, don't put peppers."

I am embarrassing, can't these two things be separated.

Huahua instantly identified her own key points, and neatly took two half-ripe meat skewers from the unfired side of the charcoal stove, and began to work.

I am more concerned about the first one: "Skipping class and still showing off your waist? Is there a lion chasing you?"

The little girl scratched her head a little shyly: "Well, cough, isn't the gate of the evening self-study school locked, we just climbed over the wall..."

I almost worshiped, I looked at the girl who only reached my chest, and then looked back at the school wall that was comparable to a prison...

"Are you... still climbing over the wall?"

It’s okay not to mention it, but when it was said that the little girl directly burned the small universe, she wanted to grind her teeth: "Isn't that bastard! You must say that you can catch me at the bottom, fart!"

I want to say that it is not good for a girl to speak too rudely, but seeing that the other party is getting angry, she decides that the little tigress is also a tiger, so let's pet her first: "Despise him!"

The girl found the happiness of the Allied Army: "Yeah!"

I looked left and right and didn't see the poor gentleman who was despised, so I asked gossipingly, "Where are the others?"

Huahua handed over the grilled meat skewers, the little girl's eyes lit up, she quickly took it, and hurriedly took the first bite, before sticking out her scalded tongue, "The broken arm is still not healed."

I help my forehead, no matter how old you are, the road to love for male compatriots is not easy.

After eating the first skewer, the little girl noticed Hua Hua's new face, and immediately became curious: "You have changed your partner, where is the little guy?"

I guess if the little lunatic sees a girl who is only 1.4 meters tall, he will go crazy and attack indiscriminately.

"It's housekeeping." By the way, helping someone cheat, I added in my heart.

The little girl seemed to understand, but she continued to ask: "Then this is also your brother?"

I nodded.

The little girl looked envious: "You have so many brothers..."

After thinking about it for a long time, I realized that this is the yearning of the only child generation for the band of brothers.

The little girl is not afraid of life, she chatted happily with the little lunatic before, and was sometimes taken aback by the little lunatic's sophisticated theories, now the little lunatic is replaced by Hua Hua, the little girl is enthusiastic His attitude didn't change, he circled around Huahua asking questions.

Huahua would nod or shake her head at first, but later found that many problems could not be solved by nodding and shaking her head. From time to time, someone would come to buy meat skewers, so she simply lowered her head and focused on the charcoal stove, pretending not to hear.

The little girl got bored and pouted at me: "Your brother is not cute at all."

I'm pissed off, I'm going to be [-] soon, let an underdeveloped yellow-haired girl say she's not cute, but it's really a bit...

He glanced at Huahua from the corner of his eye, and sure enough, even if he lowered his head as if the mutton skewers were relatives of his family, the tangled eyebrows could be clearly seen.

"My brother doesn't like to talk anymore," said the big brother to smooth things over, "I don't know what to say when I see a girl as beautiful as you."

"Come on," the little girl refused, "Like a dumb person, it's boring." After saying that, she stuffed four dollars into my hand, and then waved her hand, "Let's go, bye."

I stared at the money for a long time, and then I remembered to go to see Huahua, and it turned out that he was the same as before, but his head was lowered even more, and he was almost buried in the smoke.

On the way home, I refused to let Huahua ride the bicycle. Huahua naturally disagreed at first, but later saw that I had made up my mind to ride, so I had no choice but to let her go, so I rode the long-lost three-wheeler.

After eight o'clock in the evening, the road is very quiet, because it is not a main road, there is almost no traffic.The non-motorized lanes are even cleaner, and even a bicycle is rare. There are only two of us, a three-wheeled, walking slowly.

The street lights were very bright, illuminating the field of vision.

Huahua sat quietly, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Little girl, talk but don't care."

I didn't want to mention this matter again, but I don't know why the words came out like this. It may be that the way home is too quiet, so quiet that people always want to find something to say.

Huahua looked up at me. For a moment, I suspected that he was trying to play dumb, because a very subtle emotion flashed through his eyes, but maybe my aura was too upright. In the end, the baby still shook his head and even seemed to smile. one time.

She's just a little girl, and I take it seriously.

I have no way of judging whether there is water content between the lines, so I can only choose to believe: "It's fine if you don't take it to heart."

Huahua lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment, then wrote a long paragraph and held it up for me to read.

I read the words while looking at the road, and finally recognized the completeness in this tangled alternation——

What other people say has nothing to do with me, and I don't care.But if you have any thoughts about me, for example, if you think something is wrong with me, no, you must tell me.

"There is a need for this thing." I couldn't laugh or cry, "You have done a good job. Compared with that monkey kid Rong Kai, you are a model student. I can't wait to give you a little red flower."

Huahua looked at me with a frown, as if she was about to get angry.This is a model I haven't seen for many years, and I was a little nervous for a while.And the most important question is that I don't know why he is angry. Does it mean that people don't like to listen to praise these days but prefer to listen to criticism?

Fortunately, Huahua didn't start brewing in the end, but just sighed lightly, and didn't write anything.

I'm a little confused about this kid's psychology. Since there are many mistakes in what I say, I'd better shut up.

All the way home in silence, Zhou Cheng really surprised me.

"I think Hua Diao prefers black, so I made up my own mind." When Zhou Cheng handed the phone to Hua Hua, he was still so self-effacing.

However, this does not change my determination to smoke him.

"I only gave you fifteen thousand."

"uh-huh."

"You bought me a four thousand nine."

"You know how to do it."

Nonsense, the little lunatic watches the market for this shit twice a month, wishing he could just watch one at home.but……

"Are you burning too much money?"

"Actually, we can't look too one-sidedly. Although it is expensive, you have to notice its industrial design, from the lines to the various interfaces, which are very aesthetic, as well as its functions..."

Isn't Nima just a mobile phone? Can't you just type, send text messages, and make phone calls? ! !If you think the blue screen is shabby, then change to an LCD screen, and no one will say anything! ! !Do I have to buy some broken apples? ! !Nima's name is worthless at first glance! ! !Go to your industrial design! ! !Go to your beauty sense! ! !It looks like a brick when viewed horizontally and vertically! ! !

"I'll pay for the part beyond the budget, just treat it as a gift of Huadiao's mobile phone for the two of us."

"..." So I hate technical talents who come in quickly.

That flamboyant head has already plunged into the world of bricks, and the little lunatic guides: "Here is the menu, the foolish operation of the touch screen... Hey, why are you so stupid, here and here! Yes, they are all games... This, you shake it, it has a gravity sensor..."

I guess that after a while, the little lunatic will easily snatch the phone and play directly by himself, okay, those eyes are glowing green.

I walked over quietly, and while Huahua wasn't paying attention, I snatched the phone and said angrily, "Handsome guy, I bought you a phone so that you can text me or type anything you want, not to use it as a game console! "

Sitting there, Huahua raised her head and blinked at me, holding the apple in her hand, pitiful and innocent.

one second.

two seconds.

1 minutes.

2 minutes.

"Feng Yiyi, you are too inhuman..."

Well, you are all masters!

I returned the mobile phone to the game duo, and I turned back, resentfully returned to Zhou Cheng, and lowered my voice: "The difference is three thousand four, I will take the money back and return it to you." Damn, don't think that I sell mutton skewers No savings!

Zhou Cheng raised his eyebrows, noncommittal: "There is still a 100 yuan mobile phone card."

My black line: "You little lunatic upper body, the calculation is so clear."

Zhou Chengle took a while to stop: "We are all friends, if you can pay for Huahua, I can too."

That's what it says...

"Still," Zhou Cheng raised the corners of his mouth maliciously, and said in a low voice, "you want to privatize him?"

I found that there is really a communication barrier between the mental work and the physical work. As far as you can understand every word he says, it doesn't sound like Earth language when you put it together.

"He, yes, me, brother." I insisted on emphasizing it again.

"OK, got it," Zhou Cheng spread his hands, "Your brother."

I don't know if it's my illusion, but it always seems that he deliberately emphasized the word you.

Ever since Huahua held the mobile phone, I have completely experienced the image of "I can't put it down". I really can't put it down. I even have to take it with me when I wash. What pleasure do you think you can have when you put it on the sink and look at the screen menu?

When it was time to go to bed at night, this guy was still cutting fruit, one game after another, never tired of it.I wondered, the screen is not made of meat, it will not be rubbed and peeled off, don't fingers?

New things are warmed up for a few minutes, I persuade myself in my heart, until someone is warmed up from ten o'clock to 11:30, especially with the sound effect turned on, the sound of cutting watermelon, apples, bananas, and oranges is so realistic, I fed up.

"It's almost done, I really want to buy you a game console." When my irritability reached the critical point, I didn't have a good tone.

Huahua's hands trembled while he was cutting, and then he turned his head quickly. I watched Game Over appear on the screen, but Huahua didn't seem to care at all, and focused all her attention on me.

Well, I'm a little more balanced.

With a light cough, I eased my tone a little: "Can you understand pinyin? Can you understand text messages? It's not that you can't play games, but you have to distinguish between priorities..." Your sister, why am I talking more and more like Zhou Cheng? !

Huahua looked at me fixedly, and listened carefully.

That's good.

"When you become proficient in the future, you will find that the typing speed of mobile phones is very fast, and you don't need to carry paper and pens with you, which is convenient." I thought about it, and said the second half of the sentence, "And now the streets are full of heads. Buried people in the mobile phone, even if you face them all day long, no one will find it strange, unlike writing with a pen, and those who don’t have long eyes always ask, oops, where are you playing, really literary, really creative..."

This is not something I invented out of thin air, but a while ago when I was selling mutton skewers at the school gate, I came across such a superb product.

Huahua was also amused by my lifelike imitation, and when she finished, she handed over her phone to me.

I thought I finally knew it was time to go to bed, so I put the phone on the bedside table, but Huahua hurriedly got up and took a pen and paper to write: Teach me to type.

Now all my anger is gone.

I patted the other person on the head, and I said: "It's not bad for this day, I'll learn the same thing tomorrow, now, sleep."

Huahua shook her head and wrote: You were angry just now.

I squeezed his face hard: "Why did you go early!"

Huahua showed her white teeth, looking very happy.

I don't understand this guy's mentality. When he thinks he's happy, he doesn't necessarily smile, but when he thinks he's unhappy, he grins at you.But having said that, Huahua at this time is a little childish like before, like a child, which is painful.

Next time you are angry, tell me immediately.

The pillow is very soft, so I can't write any beautiful words when I lie on it, but I still feel very sweet.

Lie down side by side, imitating Huahua's posture on the pillow: "What are you talking about, after a while of temper, the past is over."

Huahua didn't look up, just wrote: No.If you say it, I will change it. If you don’t say it, you won’t be able to change it until the day you want to change it.

"Then don't change it." I didn't think it was a problem, "You are you, and you don't need to change yourself for others. It's impossible for me to change to the deep school just because the little lunatic thinks I'm bad."

Huahua shook her head: Not only this, but also others, as long as it is related to me, don't think about it yourself, tell me.

The topic seems to have returned to the one in the evening. I don’t know what Huahua is struggling with, because the two of us got along with each other in the prison for a few years. If I can digest some things by myself, naturally I won’t torment him. After all Well, he is not like the little lunatic Zhou Cheng, who can say anything openly. If he really breaks it up, he will have to wait until he writes.

I was thinking about it, but Huahua seemed to have a feeling, and wrote directly: I know it is troublesome to talk to me.

I suddenly felt uncomfortable in my heart, and then the unpleasant feeling spread.

Huahua's pen tip didn't stop: So I try not to say anything or express opinions. Everyone has decided to take me with me. I need to go to work on time, eat, and sleep. After I come out, I have to think about how to live. There are many things to do every day, and there are also many things to think about. If you don’t tell me, I can’t catch up with your speed. Sometimes I I know you have ideas, but I can't ask without paper or pen. Rong Kai can spend the whole day just talking nonsense. You don't know how much I want to beat him...

"Stop writing."

I don’t know why, it’s obvious that words with tone, tone, and sound have impact, but when Huahua writes down these strokes with such seriousness and concentration, I can’t stand it even more, as if every word is very important. , much heavier than those spoken when the upper lip touches the lower lip.

"Don't you have a mobile phone?" I tried to make my voice sound natural. "In the future, you will practice typing for me until you can speak to them at a speed. Then you can directly ask me if you have any questions. If I am not here, you can send text messages." Ask, I will definitely answer you."

Huahua finally turned her head and looked at me fixedly, as if evaluating the credibility.

Lao Tzu was not happy: "Do you dare to doubt me and try?"

Huahua is embarrassed, but finally bends the corner of her mouth.

I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, then rubbed his stubble head: "This time you can sleep."

Huahua handed in the pen and paper very cooperatively, and then assumed the ancient tomb school sleeping position with her face upside down and motionless.

I piled my things on the bedside table and turned off the lights.

Turning over and picking a comfortable position, I threw out the last knowledge point before going to bed in the dark: "Kai, Rong Kai, you wrote it wrong..."