what is the relationship between us

When setting up a stall in the evening, Meng Xinci must follow, and Wan Junxiu agreed.The child carried the basket and walked ahead, Wan Junxiu followed behind, turning the wheelchair while muttering: "Is it heavy, why don't you put it on my lap for a rest."

Meng Xinci is in a good mood today. He has been very happy since he got the group photo of the two of them. He held the photo frame and looked at it for a while.After returning home, I carefully placed the photo frame in front of the TV, stared at the photo frame for a long time, and couldn't stop liking it in my heart.

In the past, when watching TV dramas, there would always be family photos on the TV cabinet. Meng Xinci also wanted to have such a group photo. He asked his grandparents if they wanted to take a photo. The old people would say that it was a waste of money and had to give up.

Now I finally got my wish, although the family portrait of two people will be a little bit shabby compared to that of a big family.But in the eyes of Meng Xinci, it is not a problem at all, Wan Junxiu around is enough.

Because he was happy in his heart, he didn't even find it annoying to listen to Wan Junxiu's nagging.He turned his head and said to Wan Junxiu, "Hurry up, just put it down at the booth, it's heavy on your lap."

After speaking, he took even bigger steps, and stopped to wait for Wan Junxiu when he reached the intersection.Meng Xinci knew that Wan Junxiu was slow to cross the road, so he put the basket on Wan Junxiu's leg, walked around behind Wan Junxiu and pushed the wheelchair forward.

When there was no Meng Xinci for these things, Wan Junxiu would find a way to do it by himself, but now that Meng Xinci is available, it will be more convenient and safer.

Wan Junxiu's heart was moved, he didn't know who got the advantage when the two of them lived together.

When it was dark, the night market became lively one after another.Most of the people who came to visit the night market were nearby residents, and Wan Junxiu could almost be called by name, and even if he couldn't, he could still say hello with a smile.

He is really good-natured. Passers-by will chat with him no matter whether they patronize or not, and some of them can bring back a DVD or buy an old book while chatting.

Meng Xinci obediently sat on a small bench with a book and read quietly. When there were many people, Wan Junxiu was busy looking after the booth and didn't pay much attention to him.Wan Junxiu felt lucky at this time, fortunately the child is not the lively type and can sit still, otherwise he would have to worry about what would happen if Meng Xinci got lost.

Meng Xinci likes to read martial arts novels. He is already in the sixth grade and knows a lot of words. He doesn't need Wan Junxiu to explain to him. He can read them with gusto by himself.

In the past, in his hometown, his grandparents were very reluctant to buy these extracurricular books for him, and felt that it was enough for him to look at the books in class.There will suddenly be so many extracurricular books, which is really refreshing for him.

Occasionally he would raise his head to look at Wan Junxiu, and found that Wan Junxiu was also looking at him with tender eyes, and would remind him to raise his head a little, otherwise he would be nearsighted.

Suddenly, a group of children the same age as Meng Xinci gathered around Wan Junxiu's booth, constantly flipping through the comic books placed at the front.They have four or five, and they don't buy them, just look at this one, and flip through that one.While joking, while flipping through the book.The boy who took the lead laughed loudly, Meng Xinci frowned and kept staring at him, thinking that this man was very annoying.

After a while, they left.He also took away two comic books, one of which Meng Xinci watched another boy put into his sweatpants.

But they didn't give money.

Looking up at Wan Junxiu, he didn't respond, as if he knew about it and was allowed by him.

Meng Xinci found it strange that if other customers wanted to bargain with him, he would make a joke and say that it was a small business, and there was nothing less.Why is this no longer charged?He pulled Wan Junxiu's cuff and asked, "Why don't you take money?"

Wan Junxiu replied: "They borrowed it to see it, and they will return it in a while."

Meng Xinci nodded, and continued to look down at the novel on his lap.

Until the stall was closed, the group of children did not come back to return the books.

Meng Xinci was a little anxious, and went around the outside of the booth to look around, hoping to see the figures of the children from before.

Wan Junxiu, on the contrary, sorted out the old books leisurely, as if the incident had never happened. "Xinci, what are you looking at? Come here and help me cover the tarpaulin." Wan Junxiu didn't want to ask someone to help because there was a helper by his side today, and he called out to Meng Xinci who was standing outside gently.

Meng Xinci walked back to the booth, bent over and took out the oilcloth, spread it out and covered it.Then I stacked the DVD discs and put them in the basket, and looked back after collecting a little to see why the group of children didn't come back to return the books.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and pack up and go home. I'm a little tired." Although he was sitting, his body was no worse than that of a healthy person. Wan Junxiu felt more uncomfortable after sitting for a long time. The stall will be closed around [-]:[-].

Meng Xinci raised his head and asked Wan Junxiu, "Those people haven't returned the books yet."

Wan Junxiu smiled inwardly, and explained: "Maybe it's too late for my lord to come out, and I'll pay it back tomorrow. Let's go home."

Meng Xinci returned the small bench to the uncle who buried the roasted cold noodles on the opposite side, and when he came back, he picked up the basket and went to Yikang New Village with Wan Junxiu.

When I got home, the child washed his hands clean for the past two days and turned on the TV to watch Ultraman without even washing his hands.He was also very quiet while watching TV, obediently sitting on the sofa without moving, unlike other little boys who would follow the TV Ottoman to make moves.

Meng Xinci was so fascinated by watching it that Wan Junxiu yelled twice to take a bath before reluctantly turning off the TV.

When lying on the bed, Wan Junxiu had to sigh in his heart, the newly bought quilt was comfortable, light and warm.

Meng Xinci was curious. When he slept with Meng Junxiu these two days, he felt that Wan Junxiu's legs were very cold. If he accidentally touched them while sleeping, he would wake up from the cold.He thought that Wan Junxiu's legs and body were so cold because the quilt was not warm.Who knew that his legs were still so cold after changing to a thick quilt.

Meng Xinci remembered that grandma's hands and feet were also cold in winter, and grandpa would help grandma take a plastic bucket to boil some hot water for grandma's feet.It is said that the old man's blood vessels are blocked, and his hands and feet will be cold.He also said that Meng Xinci's children have three fires on their foreheads, they are not afraid of the cold, they will not be cold.Thinking of this, Meng Xin quietly moved closer to Wan Junxiu, trying to warm him up.

The next day Wan Junxiu was afraid that Meng Xinci would only stare at the TV and damage his eyesight, so he took Meng Xinci to go out together when setting up a stall.Meng Xinci jumped off the sofa, turned off the TV neatly, picked up the basket without saying a word, and walked forward.

Over the past few days, he knew the way, he didn't need Wan Junxiu to guide him, and walked ahead alone.Wan Junxiu only needs to swing his arms and turn the wheelchair to follow.

When he arrived at the booth, Meng Xinci also lifted the oilcloth with ease, and began to arrange books and arrange the CDs.

After all these are done, he will run to the opposite booth to borrow a small bench and come back and sit quietly next to Wan Junxiu, and then read the book he didn't finish last night.

It's just that today his mind was not on the book, and he looked up before reading a few lines.

He was looking at why the group of children didn't come back to return the books.

Again, until the stall was closed, the group of children did not show up.

This time, Meng Xinci asked Wan Junxiu directly: "Aren't they coming back to return the books?"

Wan Junxiu lowered his head and settled the day's turnover, the calculation in his heart was crackling.When asked by the child, his train of thought was interrupted, he only nodded perfunctorily, and continued to count the money.

"Isn't that stealing? Why don't you go after it." Meng Xinci stood up and stomped anxiously.Books are not very expensive things, but how can other little devils steal their own things if they say so.

Recently, buying discs and old books together, the business is much better than before, Wan Junxiu was very happy.Meng Xinci asked this question, and he also answered frankly: "Why else? Because I can't catch up, and I can't snatch it. It's not like you didn't see it yesterday. The leader is so strong. I have thin legs and hands. I'm not flexible, if I get into a dispute with him, he pushes me and falls, and I can't even get up, what do you say?"

Meng Xinci lowered his eyes and did not speak, and continued to help pack his things with his head down.

Two days later, the group of children came again.From entering Meng Xinci's sight, Meng Xinci stared at them like two sharp arrows.

One of the kids noticed him and made a playful face at him.

It's still the same trick, gather around together, first flip through the book and make a joke.Then they took away one or two comic books in the chaos, and ran away in a swarm.

The only difference this time is that Meng Xinci chased him out like a gust of wind, and even Wan Junxiu didn't react.

When Wan Junxiu arrived, the two children who secretly took the book had already been unilaterally hanged and beaten by Meng Xinci.The children who grew up in the village fought like nothing the children in the small town had seen, and the few standing beside them didn't even dare to go forward to persuade them to fight.

Wan Junxiu pushed aside the crowd and shouted loudly: "Meng Xinci! Stop, what are you doing!" He still wanted to reach out to pull Meng Xinci, but almost brought himself down to the ground.

Meng Xinci took care of Wan Junxiu, stopped and stood up.

Wan Junxiu hurriedly pulled Meng Xinci over to check whether he was injured, and asked anxiously, "How can you fight with someone! Are you injured?"

The young boy is full of vigor, even if he slaps the opponent unilaterally, it is difficult to express the anger in his heart. When he stands up now, his face is still full of anger, and there are also bruises from the fight.

"Shouldn't you be beaten for stealing books? Next time you dare to steal your books, see if I don't beat you to death."

Originally, Meng Xinci was not that angry. He thought that this group of people had no money to buy books, so he sneaked around.Who knew that after chasing him out, he saw that fat man took out a five-yuan bill to buy grilled sausages.

To put it bluntly, isn't it because Wan Junxiu is inconvenient and unable to catch up with them?

Meng Xinci didn't even think about it at the time, and kicked the boy to the ground.Even if he did it all over again now, he would do it again.

Meng Xinci stood in front of Wan Junxiu, and said to the group of children: "Before you bullied him, he couldn't catch up with you. If you come again in the future, I will catch up with you, and beat you so hard that the old man doesn't even know you!"