Sober candy

Brothers and sisters who are like enemies, started to fight before entering the door. After entering the door, the two rushed to the TV table and started to grab the remote control. It was noisy and usually cold in the room. Because of the two children, there was still a little bit of home feeling. .

"Zhengzhou," Fu Jing was funny and helpless, knocked on the head of the winner who snatched the remote control in front of him, looked at Zhao Yu who was about to cry sitting on the edge of the sofa, and gave a wink: "Man, let's get out of here." little sister."

"She doesn't even call my elder brother," Zhao Zhengzhou slumped on the sofa and pretended to be dead: "No!"

"I don't call you brother!" Zhao Yu glared at him angrily with tears in his eyes: "Who told you to just bully me!"

"Hitting is kissing and scolding is love!" Zhao Zhengzhou was quite reasonable: "I haven't hit you or scolded you yet!"

"Uncle Fu," Zhao Yu said tearfully, looking at the person he asked for help, "I want to watch TV!"

"Zhengzhou," Fu Jing tapped the young man's head, took out his mobile phone and handed it to him, and said with a smile, "Okay, it's almost done, you use this."

"Eh? This is good!" Zhao Zhengzhou raised his eyebrows, consciously picked up a big deal, took the phone and stuffed the remote control into his sister's hand: "I'll give it to you!"

Zhao Yu didn't bother to talk to him, so she sat a little far away from him, and went to watch TV.

"Uncle," Zhao Zhengzhou followed behind Fu Jing, smiled and handed back the phone: "Unlock it!"

"Okay," Fu Jing unlocked the lock, dialed out the phone address book and handed it to him: "Have you two come here by bus? Call your parents first to reassure them. I will drive you two after dinner." go home."

"OK!"

Chen Zhengzhou flipped through the address book, found "Brother He", smacked his lips, and dialed the number to make a call there.

Sweaty from running and sticky all over his body, Fu Jing took all the rice, noodles, and vegetables to the kitchen, put those that should be in the refrigerator in the refrigerator, and put those in the cupboard in the kitchen, then went to the bedroom to get his clothes, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Not long after taking a shower, Zhao Zhengzhou suddenly yelled outside.

"uncle!"

"What's wrong!" Fu Jing asked.

"'who is he!"

Fu Jing was taking a shower, washing his hair and rubbing foam, his ears were a little blocked with water, and he couldn't hear clearly: "Who?!"

"'He'! It's the 'he' you mentioned in your contacts!" Zhao Zhengzhou held up his ringing mobile phone, as if he had discovered some shocking secret, and excitedly paw at the bathroom door: "Uncle! I just talked to my dad Hang up the phone, 'he' will call you! Who is 'he'!"

A very ambiguous "he", when I first met Lin Xu, the "Senior Lin" who gave me a note, after I got acquainted with him, the note was "Lin Xu", until I gradually lost contact, it was Lin Xu.It wasn't until Fu Jing changed his phone number that year that the word "Lin Xu" suddenly became very confusing.

Familiar yet unfamiliar, a name you want to forget but hard to let go, first love is a scratch on your heart, compared with many greater setbacks you have encountered later, it is not very deep, but it is enough to remember.Fu Jing was not willing to delete it, but also moved Lin Xu's mobile phone number to the new one, and noted "he".

"Friend!" Fu Jing became energetic and shouted inside more excitedly than Zhao Zhengzhou: "You pick it up! Call uncle!"

"Okay!" Zhao Zhengzhou answered the phone, holding his mobile phone in his pocket in one hand, leaning against the door of the bathroom, and greeted loudly, "Hello, uncle!"

Fu Jing listened to the door while taking a shower.

The other end of the phone visibly froze.

"Hello?!" Zhao Zhengzhou raised his eyebrows and asked, "Uncle?"

Lin Xu suddenly panicked, and he asked, "Hi, isn't this Fu Jing's mobile phone number?"

The person in the bathroom who was knocking at the door to listen to the phone grinned happily, "Hello, you are so polite with a child, this style, really Lin Xu!"

"Yeah, he's taking a shower," Zhao Zhengzhou said, "I answered the phone for him."

"Then who are you?"

"I am," Zhao Zhengzhou sniffed, coughed twice, and said seriously, "I am his son! My name is Fu Zhengzhou!"

Fu Jing slipped on the sole of his foot and almost fell to the ground.

"Stinky boy, don't talk nonsense!" Fu Jing shouted inside.

Zhao Zhengzhou chuckled twice, covering the phone so that no one could hear Fu Jing.

"He..." Lin Xu hesitated, "Is he married?"

Why do you still treat him like that when you are married?

"Well," Zhao Zhengzhou scratched his chin, then stroked his non-existent beard, and said in a deep and regretful tone: "He married and divorced my mother, my parents arranged marriage, no love, the court awarded me Dad, my sister followed my mother."

"Your sister?" Lin Xu felt more and more unhappy: "Why are there so many?"

Isn't there no love?And didn't he... resist this kind of thing before?

"Eh..." Zhao Zhengzhou was a little confused: "Uncle, why are you still swearing?"

Lin Xu: "I..."

This guy Zhao Zhengzhou wanted to do something bad. Although Fu Jing couldn't hear clearly behind him, he felt more and more that something was wrong inside. He quickly took a shower, opened the door and caught the demon boy to grab the phone .

"Hey, Lin Xu, I'm Fu—"

The phone beeped twice and hung up early, Fu Jing's wet hair was still dripping, and the hand holding the phone was also wet. As soon as he heard the person hang up, he slashed his eyes at the person leaning against the wall to make trouble, Zhao Zhengzhou laughed Raise your hands in surrender: "Uncle, don't get excited, don't get excited!"

"Stop playing with your phone." Fu Jing glanced at him indifferently, then grabbed Zhao Zhengzhou's neck and came over, stroking his hair twice: "Come on, Fu Zhengzhou, go to the kitchen with Dad to cook."

"Father, I was wrong..."

"late."

Zhao Zhengzhou follows his father, he is a fine person, as long as he touches the top, he can tell the same.Fu Jing brought two bags of spinach for him to wash, and he was cutting shredded potatoes under his hands, thinking that he would have to call Lin Xu back after sending the two away at home.Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Zhao Zhengzhou leaned over to talk to him.

"Uncle?" Zhao Zhengzhou rubbed the spinach leaves and tilted his head to please with a smile: "He ran away? Angry?"

Fu Jing glanced at him, snorted disdainfully, and then lowered his head to chop vegetables.

"Don't tell me," Zhao Zhengzhou asked: "Don't you want to know what I said to 'him'? Don't you want to know how 'him' reacted?"

After the shredded potatoes were cut and placed on a plate, Fu Jing cracked four eggs and started beating. Feeling a little moved, he glanced at him: "What did you say?"

"I said you are divorced." Zhao Zhengzhou smiled.

"Oh, my son is with me." Fu Jing took a kitchen knife and pointed it at the air twice, then smiled softly at Zhao Zhengzhou: "I will turn him into a daughter later."

Zhao Zhengzhou was shocked immediately: "Kill!"

"Be honest and be lenient." Fu Jing put down the knife and started cutting tomatoes after breaking the eggs: "Resist and be strict."

"Good guy," Zhao Zhengzhou said aggrievedly, "Uncle, you don't love me anymore."

"You're just playing tricks," Fu Jing glanced at him, then stretched out his hand and flicked the man's forehead: "Stinky brat!"

Zhao Zhengzhou chuckled twice: "Don't worry, I didn't say anything, I explained to others that I hung up the phone after clearing it."

"He didn't say anything?" Fu Jing couldn't help asking.

"He said he would come to see you when he was free." Zhao Zhengzhou said.

Fu Jing: "Huh? Looking for me?"

"Tsk, I mean chasing you." Zhao Zhengzhou waved his hand a little shyly: "Really, you are such a big man, why do you have to teach me everything yourself?"

Fu Jing: "..."

The dinner for three people is not too complicated, four dishes and one soup, tomatoes and eggs, vinegar potato shreds, fish-flavored pork shreds, fried spinach with shrimps, boiled meatball soup, all home-cooked dishes, too difficult to cook. He doesn't know how to do it. When he is at home, he can do anything simple. As long as he is not hungry, it doesn't matter if he doesn't eat. He will only cook well when the two children of Zhao He's family come to play with him.

The meatball soup has a particularly strong meaty aroma, which hooks people's index fingers. Zhao Zhengzhou yelled to eat it before it was cooked. Fu Jing filled a big bowl for each of the two children, and Zhao Yu pushed his own bowl to him. Solemnly moved the plate of stir-fried spinach with shrimps and said that he wanted to lose weight.

Fu Jing shook his head helplessly.

After hearing this, Zhao Zhengzhou dunked his bowl of meatballs that he hadn't eaten into Zhao Yu's rice bowl, and said with a hippie smile: "Good girl, be obedient, eat meat, get fat, and become beautiful~ "

Zhao Yu angrily kicked his ass: "Get lost!"

The meatball soup is stewed with a clear soup pot as the base material. It is very fragrant. After all, I am a guest at someone's house. I can't pour the food into my own bowl. Zhao Yu complained to her brother while biting Zhao Zhengzhou ate the meatballs with relish, and Zhao Zhengzhou showed off to Fu Jing quietly, saying that he was the only one in the whole family who could cure Zhao Yu's hypocritical disease.

Fu Jing said, girls love beauty, you bullied her hard, and when someone really gets fat, you will feel better.

Fu Jing sent people home, Zhao Yu was too full to eat at the dinner table, and couldn't bear it anymore. After regaining her strength, she dragged her brother into the back seat of the car, and punched her hard.

Zhao Zhengzhou yelled that she was a shrew, and she would definitely not be able to marry in the future. Zhao Yu twisted his ears and said that if she did not marry, Zhao Zhengzhou would not be able to marry a wife.

Fu Jing was driving the car in front, and reminded the two behind him not to make too much trouble. Brother and sister fell in love and killed each other. He looked at him with a headache and envy. He didn't know that Zhao He and Chen Ya had been at home for so many years. How could they stand the two children who went to war when they didn't agree with each other?

The age difference between Zhao Zhengzhou and Zhao Yu is small, and there are many conflicts among peers, and there are many conflicts. Fu Jing said, if the age difference between the two of you is seven or eight years old, you will definitely not be able to fight.

Zhao Zhengzhou shook his head and said seriously that if Zhao Yu was eight years younger than him, he would definitely bully her to death.

Zhao Yu punched him with a fist and said, You!Do!Dream!

Although Zhao Zhengzhou had never hit Zhao Yu before, his sister's violence, which is not an ordinary woman, was indeed cultivated by him.

"Young man," Fu Jing glanced at his red and swollen ears, shook his head and said, "You're the one who committed the crime."

"NO!" Zhao Zhengzhou was very proud: "It's just a pain in the flesh, I'm torturing her body and mind!"

Zhao Yu glanced at him coldly: "Hehe."

The car was parked downstairs in Zhao He's house, and Fu Jing didn't intend to go in and greet Zhao He and his wife again, otherwise it would be too late to chat with others, and he would not be able to make calls.Zhao Yu didn't want to talk to her brother, so after saying hello to Fu Jing, she threw the schoolbag in her brother's face and jumped into the stairs by herself.

Zhao Zhengzhou got out of the car and carried two heavy schoolbags, which contained the fruits Fu Jing brought for them. He stood at the front door of the car and talked to Fu Jing.

"uncle."

"Huh?" Fu Jing lit a cigarette and glanced at him: "Still going up?"

Zhao Zheng took a few glances down on Thursday, lowered his voice, and asked in a low voice: "Hey, uncle, there is no one else here, tell me the truth, are you that or something?"

Fu Jing took a breath of cigarettes, saw the smile in his eyes, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth: "Then what?"

"I lost it! Don't laugh like that!" Zhao Zhengzhou shivered, scratched his scalp, and rubbed his arms: "I have goosebumps!"

In the light smoke and mist, Fu Jing smiled deeper into his eye sockets.

"So are you?" Zhao Zhengzhou asked curiously, "Is it? Isn't it?"

"Okay, kid, don't just think about these useless things, go upstairs." Fu Jing gestured to close the window.

Zhao Zhengzhou pressed his arms against the window with his schoolbag in his hands, his eyes rolled around, and he said affirmatively, "You are."

Fu Jing squinted his eyes and took a puff of his cigarette. He didn't look at him, and looked at the front mirror for a while, before asking: "Are you acceptable?"

"Nothing can be done, you are my uncle no matter what," Zhao Zhengzhou said, "I just don't want to see you live alone."

"Understood," Fu Jing smiled: "Little brat, you've got a lot of control."

"What little brat, I'll be twelve after my birthday!" Zhao Zhengzhou said a little dissatisfied, and then waved to Fu Jing: "Let's go! My mom helped you find a partner recently, and I'll get you yellow later go!"

Fu Jing laughed: "Don't tell your sister and your mother."

"Hey!" The voice from a distance came again: "Yes! It seems that my dad also knows!"