Sober candy

Summer is a season of sweating.

Fu Jing exchanged his nephew's dog's life with five large chocolate cones and a bag of snacks.

"Stinky boy! When you get home, wait for your parents to kill you!"

In the old alley, there are red walls and blue tiles with peeling paint on both sides. The scorching sun is shining, the brick road under the feet is potholed, and there are few passers-by on the path. Fu Jing is holding the car key in his hand, and the other With one hand holding Zhao Zhengzhou, who was talking about ice, by the back of his neck, he strode into the car while reprimanding him.

"I'm not going home!" Zhao Zhengzhou, with an old popsicle in his mouth, pounced on the back seat as soon as he got into the car, and shouted, "I'm going to your place!"

"I won't let you go!" Fu Jing threw a bag of wet wipes from the front, and looked back at the idiot with a bloody nose and serious expression on the popsicle, frowned, angry and distressed: "Wipe your face clean!"

"Hey, Uncle, don't call them and tell them!" Zhao Zhengzhou took out the mirror from his trouser pocket, held a popsicle in his mouth, and rubbed his face with the mirror, carefully wiping the nosebleed and hot sweat on his face.

Fu Jing ignored him, closed the windows, turned on the air conditioner in the car, and hurriedly drove the car away from this non-parking place.

Zhao Zhengzhou called him after class at twelve o'clock. He charged the phone card and used the phone in their school phone booth. He said that he would ask his father to pick him up in which area and road today. Young Master Zhao will sacrifice his life today. , with one enemy five, killing the Quartet.

Fu Jing went to Yuanping's place to hand in the script in the morning, and finally the work came to an end temporarily. The family was lying on the chair drinking tea and listening to the music, feeling confused. When this silly boy called, he flicked from the chair Get up and rush over to save people without stopping.

Zhao Zhengzhou finished wiping his face in the backseat, rolled up the blood-stained wipes and ate the leftover popsicles, put them back into the empty wipes bag, and complained casually: "Uncle, why did you buy them Chocolates? I eat popsicles! It’s really cheap for those grandchildren!”

"I think it's an advantage to you," Fu Jing snorted coldly, and glanced at the person in the rearview mirror, there was still a bruise on his right chin, "What kind of hero do you think you are, a first- and fifth-grade brat? Is it impatient to single out junior high school students? Do you still want to live a peaceful life in school in the future!"

"I did it for justice!" Zhao Zhengzhou crossed his arms and crossed his legs behind him: "Their seniors are bullying our juniors! Aren't I doing harm for the people!"

"What harm! I think you are a harm! To make your school girls look at you more, you will cause trouble! I am embarrassed to expose you!"

"What are you talking about!" Zhao Zhengzhou snorted, "I'm so popular!"

"Hey! Is it still what everyone expects?" Fu Jing glanced back at him, looked at the face that was almost exactly the same as Zhao He's when he was young, turned his head and clicked his tongue: "You boy, grow up slowly, when you grow up, It's amazing!"

"What's the big deal?" Zhao Zhengzhou pulled Fu Jing's seat forward, and asked with a smile: "Uncle, you can tell fortunes? What do you mean, do you mean that I will be some kind of official in the future? Bian Te Awesome?"

Fu Jing: "..."

In the afternoon, Zhao Zhengzhou said that he was very dizzy and didn't want to go to class. Fu Jing took him out for a meal, and then took him to the hospital for an examination.

In fact, I just don't want to go to class, even if I am a top student who has studied well, I don't want to go, because I think I will lose face when I go back to school.

Apart from being kicked a few times in Zhao Zhengzhou's butt and it hurts, that is to say, he was beaten more on the face. Fu Jing didn't give him a lot of training. He was a little boy, and he also imitated the heroes in other movies, and became a confidante in a rage , looking for death.

He is like Zhao Zhengzhou's age. Apart from going to work in the fields, he is reading and studying every day. He can be ashamed to look at girls for a long time. Like a butterfly.

"I'm called fashion!" Zhao Zhengzhou objected.

Then Fu Jing will send this fashionable little boy home who doesn't go to class, and let him know that if a child in the new era is disobedient, he will be beaten just like the disobedient child in the old era.

Zhao Zhengzhou grabbed his back car door tightly and refused to let go, yelled at the hospital gate, his body was full of drama, crying not to go home, there was a vicious stepbrother and a stepmother who only gave him leftovers at home, he just wanted to be with his father together!

Passers-by A, B, C, D all turned to look at Dad.

The father, who was kidnapped by Daode, stroked Zhao Zhengzhou's head with his big rough hands, and thrust him into the car with a deep paternal love, then closed the car door to lock him in, and started the car to sell people.

Both Zhao He and Chen Ya run a company. When they are too busy to take care of their children, they will ask Fu Jing to help take care of them. There is a sense of security, he is comfortable.

My own father is busy, and as the boss, it is easy to neglect the child because of his career. There is a sickness and two pains, and he can't be there on call. At most, he will send someone to pick him up and take him to the hospital. Turned to look at him.

Uncle Fu is different. As soon as Uncle Fu answers his phone, no matter what is big or small, he can appear in front of him in the fastest time, like a superman, a superhero.

Zhao Zhengzhou kept talking to Fu Jing in the back, showing his loyalty all the way, and finally made the hero who was about to send him to death turn around and took him back to his home.

"Uncle, it's just the two of us for dinner, you don't have to be polite, just eat whatever you want!"

When Zhao Zhengzhou arrived at Fu Jing's house, it was as if he had arrived at his own home. He pouted and was about to sit on the sofa. Fu Jing picked up the little bastard, brought him clean clothes, and shut him into the bathroom to take a shower.

"Being kicked by others is covered in dust, and the school uniform is stained with blood, why don't you feel uncomfortable?"

Fu Jing found a bag of clean underwear and threw it in through the crack of the door, and there was an "ah" from inside, and if he heard correctly, he should have slapped Zhao Zhengzhou in the face.

Fu Jing was a little worried about Zhao Yu, usually Zhao Zhengzhou would accompany her to take the bus home, but now that Zhao Zhengzhou is back, she is a little girl who is so unsafe.

Zhao Zhengzhou said it's okay, Zhao Yu has a toughness that doesn't match her actual age at all, her voice is loud and shrill, and she can beat people half to death with one fist, even if it's not safe, it's not safe for others.

Moreover, Zhao Yu didn't want to leave with him after he entered the fourth grade. He is a brother who is disliked every day. The girls have their own girl friends, and they like to sit together in groups. The road is very safe. It's only a short distance to go home. If she wants to go alone, the security aunt at the gate guard will take her home.

"You know how to figure it out." Fu Jing soaked his blood-stained dirty clothes in warm water, and then went to the room to tidy up Zhao Zhengzhou's sleeping room.

"Then you have to figure it out, what about my sister?" Zhao Zhengzhou came out and followed Fu Jing, wiping his head while walking, seeing that Fu Jing had cleaned up his room this time, he asked: " Hey, Uncle, why do you still give up your room? You are so polite? You won’t let me sleep in the guest room?”

Fu Jing glanced back at him: "What's the matter? Don't you want to?"

"I can do anything," Zhao Zhengzhou went to the refrigerator, took an apple and gnawed on it, and said, "Why don't you just ask me?"

Fu Jing changed him into a new bed sheet, but ignored him.

The guest room is full of fond memories of him and senior Lin fighting fiercely and rolling the sheets. How can this kid live in the same way as before?

Thinking of this, Fu Jing couldn't help thinking, there is only one guest room in total, if Lin Xu lives in in the future, where should Zhao Zhengzhou live?

"Hey! Uncle!" Zhao Zhengzhou bit an apple, leaned against the door library behind him, and asked gossip: "Didn't that uncle say he was chasing you last time? I asked my dad later, and his name is Lin Xu." Right? Lin Xu, tsk, Uncle Lin, it's been so long since we talked, are you two together now?"

Little gossip!

Where do I like to live in the future? Where do I live!

He doesn't care about him!

"Kids, don't think about these useless things. It has nothing to do with you, you know?" After Fu Jing made the bed, he clasped his head with his big hand, as if he was sucking stars, he plucked two handfuls of hair from Zhao Zhengzhou's head, and then turned around Go to the kitchen and cook.

"Why doesn't it matter?" Zhao Zhengzhou gnawed on the apple and walked behind his buttocks: "What if he treats me badly? He's with you. If he treats me badly, I won't be able to come to you." Here it is."

"Well, you couldn't come to my place in the first place."

Fu Jing connected the pot with underwater rice and plugged it in, heated the steamed buns, and went to the refrigerator to choose vegetables: "Vegetarian dishes include mushrooms, eggplants, green peppers, and carrots, as well as potatoes, lotus root, and lentils. Meat includes pork, beef, and mutton, and canned fish. I want to eat some." What?"

"It's all right," Zhao Zhengzhou put his head on his feet and looked at it: "Hot and sour potato shreds, let's have fish-flavored pork shreds! Uncle, put more pepper in the potato shreds!"

"Fry another eggplant. It's been a long time. If you don't eat it, it will go bad." Fu Jing took three potatoes, two small eggplants, and a piece of pork.

"Okay!" Zhao Zhengzhou said, "Uncle, add more garlic to the fried eggplant!"

"Your taste." Fu Jing was washing the dishes under his hands, and turned his head to look at him with a smile: "Follow your parents."

"That proves that I am my own!" Zhao Zhengzhou chuckled, and waved his hands at Fu Jing: "Uncle, no one is robbing me of the TV this time, so do your work first, I'll watch TV for a while!"

"Aren't you going to do your homework?" Fu Jing looked up at him, and he had already abducted him.

"It's a matter of KO every minute!" Zhao Xueba shouted outside: "I'll make it up when I go back to school tomorrow!"

Zhao He's family has strong genes, and his parents have high IQ and ability. The next two children also inherited their parents' genes. The girl is quiet and the boy is mischievous, but without exception they are extremely smart.

Children of the same age as them have endless cram schools after class. Zhao Yu and Zhao Zhengzhou also went to a period of time before, but they both felt that the teacher's teaching was too simple. If they went there, their IQ would be insulted. They are self-disciplined enough in study, and they can learn faster than reading books by themselves in class. In terms of study, adults don't need to worry about them.

Fu Jing was also worried, Zhao Zhengzhou was not a worry, if he followed Lin Xu, no one would take him in, right?

Still quite reluctant.

Before Lin Xu said that he would be transferred to him, he objected fiercely, but it doesn't seem to be a big deal to stay in such a different place all the time.

He has concerns here, Lin Xu has a career there, they have missed each other for too long, he and his life are separate and separate, the only connection is the relationship they once couldn't let go of.This is no good, they should have had more happiness to share together, they should have been closer.

close.

Fu Jing skillfully sliced ​​the potatoes on the chopping board. The blade cut through the cross-section of the potatoes and landed on the countertop, making a crisp sound. The peeled potatoes felt smooth to the touch, like human skin. Jingdu felt inexplicably that Tudou seemed to be groaning, and suddenly someone's face that was red and hot when he orgasmed appeared in his mind.

The man's eyes were glistening with water, his forehead was fragrant with sweat, his messy forehead hair was also soaked, his whole body was limp and limp, and he sank to his heart's content...

Uncle Fu stopped his knife, looked down, his face gradually distorted.

Fu Jing stared at the more than half-cut potatoes on the chopping board, and squeezed out two words between his teeth:

"Lin Xu."