Strawberry West Toast

After eating with the roommates in the first year of high school, Wang Zhen took the AirPods left at Huizhou Restaurant. After thinking about it, according to his mother's habit of tidying up the house and rummaging through his things, it is estimated that the AirPods cannot be hidden.

"Do me a favor," Wang Zhen handed the paper bag to Yang Hang, "Save it with you first, and I'll pick it up another day."

Yang Hang opened the bag to look, and hummed: "Stolen goods?"

"Get out." Wang Zhen said.

Seeing Yang Hang got into the car, Wang Zhen walked back slowly.It was raining and windy at night, Wang Zhen retracted his hands into his pockets, the weather was hell, it was already the end of August, and it was still terribly cold.

Wang Zhen pressed the fisherman's hat, and that inexplicable irritability came up again.

do not wanna go Home.I don't want to see Wang Xiuming.

The street lights are dim, and the street lights are uniformly repaired in the district, but the lights in this area are more dead than other places.The ghost-like lights shone on the feet, and the old men sitting on the street playing chess looked creepy.

Wang Zhen quickened his pace, a small market-like street was in front of him, and there were many vendors selling vegetables and flowers.After walking for a long time, Wang Zhen felt that he was a little hungry, and he didn't care about whether he was clean at the moment. When he walked to the ice powder stall, he took out his mobile phone.

"How many bowls?" Wang Zhen scanned the code, tapped the red beans and cold shrimps on the folding table, "add these two."

"Eight yuan." The boss filled a bowl full and almost spilled it when he handed it to Wang Zhen.Wang Zhen quickly broke open the plastic spoon and took a few mouthfuls, but the brown sugar juice still spilled on his hands.

Wang Zhen took out a piece of paper and wiped his hands, but the brown sugar juice was still sticky after cleaning.

Unable to bear the obsession with cleanliness for a second, Wang Zhen swept around. There was water at the Mala Tang stall next to him, and there was a tall man squatting there washing dishes.The stall owner was greeting customers, and he picked up casually, so he probably couldn't find it.

With this thought in mind, Wang Zhen scolded himself as a bastard, why steal other people's water if it's okay, and lack the water money.

"Can I borrow some water?" Wang Zhen said to the owner, "I'll wash my hands."

The shopkeeper didn't stop his hands, and turned his head to signal Wang Zhen to be free.Wang Zhen was quite happy, he said thank you twice, squatted next to the bucket, picked up the water with his hands and rubbed it.

"Don't shake your hands," the tall dishwashing man said suddenly, "the dishes are splashed."

Wang Zhen was taken aback by this voice.

The stall is equipped with incandescent lamps, and the light is weak at this point.

Wang Zhen took a closer look, it was really Pei Yiwei...

Sitting sideways to him on a small pony in the dark, the black sweater disappeared, showing his sweaty arms and wearing an apron.

...Biceps and triples are pretty cool.

The next second Wang Zhen pouted in his heart, what were he thinking about himself.

Before he could recover, a customer called out, "Can't you scan this QR code?"

"Wait a minute," Pei Yiwei got up, and he took out a smart phone from his trouser pocket, "Scan this."

The incandescent lamp illuminates the payment code very brightly, and the character "Pei" of the payee can also be seen.

He also said that there is no WeChat.

Wang Zhen felt deceived.

He lowered his head and dried his hands, then threw the paper towel into the bucket of water by the side of the stall. Just as he turned around, he suddenly found three tall and burly men behind him.

The one on the right is the tallest, with two flowery arms, the one in the middle is a little shorter and also has tattoos, and the one on the left is even shorter. The three of them form a mobile phone signal, and they are aggressive in front of them. It looks quite scary.

Black/society?

Wang Zhen doesn't usually come to the corner, this area is chaotic, there are robberies, fights, drunkenness, everything.He passed by this area by bicycle in elementary school, and saw a man dragging a woman by the hair to the side of the road, kicking while dragging, just like what was broadcast on the crime news.

The "mobile phone signal" moved, and before he could pick up the plastic stool, the owner pulled Pei Yiwei up and ran down the street.

Running faster than a rabbit, Wang Zhen was dumbfounded, "Mobile Signal" was stunned, threw away the stool and chased wildly, and the five quickly disappeared.

...If my uncle knew that "Classmate Pei" was being pursued by the police, he probably wouldn't give him AirPods but a pair of Nikes to make him run faster.

Wang Zhen thought badly, but a series of bells rang at his feet.

He looked down.

A mobile phone lay beside the barrel, and the caller ID showed "Mom".

"Mom" lights up again and again, Huawei's default ringtone is very brainwashing, Wang Zhen has to press the volume button again and again, and gets annoyed at the back, letting the man on the phone say "the night gave me black eyes", and he doesn't bother to care.

The phone screen exploded.Wang Zhen thought for a while, the water is not worth borrowing for nothing, there happened to be a mobile phone shop by the roadside, he went in and put the mobile phone on the glass cabinet: "Boss, how much is this level of screen explosion?"

The boss picked it up, looked at it, and reported a number.

...Wang Zhen promised that this was the most expensive water he had ever borrowed.

"Tomorrow morning, at noon tomorrow at the latest," the boss said, "Leave a call, and I'll send you a text message when I'm done."

After leaving the phone number, Wang Zhen left the mobile phone shop and continued pressing the road.

Is it a good thing?

Wang Zhen was a little dazed.

The lights were on in the room, and Wang Xiuming and Zhou Jie were usually in the company at this time, but today it was rare.

Wang Zhen hesitated for a while, then rang the doorbell.

At the third sound, my mother opened the door with no expression on her face.Wang Zhen smelled the smell of oily smoke on her body, and guessed that they had just finished dinner.On the way here, he sent a text message to his mother, saying that he would eat out at night, and his mother replied "OK".

Looking at my mother's expression now, it doesn't look like "OK".

"What good food did you eat?" My mother picked up the mop and mopped the place where the slippers passed. "You came back so late?"

"I just ate something casually," Wang Zhen bent down to reach for the slippers, "we went shopping outside for a while."

He paid attention to the fisherman's hat, slowly got up, and was about to stand upright when his head felt cold.

Mom grabbed the brim of the hat, glanced at the master bedroom and said in a low voice, "Your dad is asleep, and he will go to the barber shop to dye it tomorrow morning, do you hear me?"

Wang Zhen froze in place, and for a moment he snatched his hat and put it back on his head: "Don't worry about it."

"Your father will pull your ears off if he finds out." Mom was a little anxious, and her speech speed began to increase. "No one in my relatives dyes their hair, and girls don't dye their hair."

"How do you know that the girl is not dyed?" Wang Zhen took off his socks and leaned on the sofa to play with his mobile phone. "They dyed dark brown, only Sister Hui and Sister Jing. You have bad eyesight."

"They're girls," said the mother, putting aside the mop and sitting next to him. "You're a boy."

Wang Zhen was silent, and he didn't want to play with his mobile phone anymore. He looked up at his mother: "Yes, I'm a boy, and boys wear vests and girls also wear them. Why don't you talk about girls?"

"Girls in tank tops are not down-to-earth people," my mother turned up the volume of the TV to cover the two people's voices. "What do you compare with them?"

Wang Zhen felt that the conversation could not continue, so he put away his phone and walked into the room.

"Why are you going?" Mom also stood up, "Go back tomorrow morning, do you hear me?"

Wang Zhen slammed the door, threw the keys on the table, then climbed into bed, put on headphones and listened to music.

The earphones cut off the sound of knocking on the door. Wang Zhen's feet touched the pony pillow, which was at the foot of the bed.

A handful of cyclamen on the bay window looked like a bald man.Wang Zhen grabbed the pony and slammed it against the corner of the bed.

"Wang Zhen, what are you doing!"

Wang Xiuming's roar came over and could be heard through the door.Wang Zhen trembled subconsciously, then picked up the pillow and threw it by the window, shouting outside the door: "I'm asleep!"

I really fell asleep.

After walking outside for almost four hours, my legs never stopped, and I was very tired.

The result of wandering around is that my legs are sore in the morning.

Wang Zhen thumped his calf lightly a few times. The curtains were not drawn last night, the white sunlight came in, and the mess on the bay window was particularly dazzling.

Wang Zhen pawed a few times, poured the mud on the paper and threw it into the trash can. There was nothing to do with the broken flowers, so he could only wait for his mother to rescue them, or simply replace them with new ones.

The pony still maintained a silly × smile.Wang Zhen put on his slippers, and the pony was lying on the ground like a ball of shit. Wang Zhen looked at it for a while, and then kicked the pony under the bed.

It was almost eleven o'clock, and both Wang Xiuming and Zhou Jie went to the company. Wang Zhen took out wontons from the refrigerator, cooked a pot, dipped them in chili sauce, and ate them in the kitchen, saving the washing of the dishes.

There are two days left to start the journal.Wang Zhen was lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone, thinking that he should check whether the tuition fee was deducted or not. If the tuition fee was not deducted, he would not get a receipt when he signed up, and later he would have to work hard for the school to make up the receipt.His mother scolded him for this before.

He opened the mobile banking, and the bill for treating Yang Hang to hot pot yesterday popped up.

[Trading time: 8:29, August 19]

[Transaction Type: Fast Online Payment]

[Transaction Amount: RMB 598]

[Account balance: 2.84 yuan]

Depend on.

How can Yang Hang's grandsons eat so much.

Wang Zhen realized later.

2.84 yuan is obviously not enough to pay the tuition fees. Wang Zhen called up the consumption records in August, which looked a bit scary. He spent more than 3000 yuan a month, and directly spent the tuition fees saved by his mother at the beginning of the month.

This is serious, very serious.

It was the kind of seriousness that would be beaten to death by Wang Xiuming.

- at mahang

After a while, the message popped up.

- yes , what

- have you paid the tuition

-...Lack of money?

- rely on you to be sharp

- Prodigal son, you think you spent more than 800 yuan on hair coloring

- don't mention it , my mom told me to dye it back

-Dyeing, is it even worse after spending 800?

- the unfortunate truth is that i am just short of that

Yang Hang sent a "poof", followed by a series of "hahahahahahahahahaha".

- Seriously!Can you lend me 800 to tide over the difficulties first, I will be grateful in the future [Memeda.jpg]

-[spit.jpg] no thanks

-[WeChat red envelope]

The moment Wang Zhen saw the red envelope, he felt that Yang Hang was like a Maitreya Buddha who rescued the suffering, but in the next second, he saw the message of the red envelope clearly.

[Turn back to the shore, get good soon]

Wang Zhen: "..."

After plucking Yang Hang's wool, Wang Zhen thought about it carefully, and found that the only one who could pluck Yang Hang's wool was his uncle.

The difference in tuition fee is quite a lot, he doesn't want to borrow too much from Yang Hang, but the uncle will ask him the reason for borrowing money, this level can't be fooled, and if you can't get rid of him, it is tantamount to directly telling the whole family, even more than the whole family.

At that time, he was in Kuang Muxin's studio class, and Wang Xiuming posted the matter to the Wang family group for relatives to comment.As a result, several relatives persuaded him not to study art, with a deep tone and earnest teachings, as if he was some kind of drug-addicted teenager who had gone astray.

The target is finally locked.

he himself.

Tuition fees can be paid within one month after the start of school, and it does not matter if the receipt is issued later.On balance, the two fucking things of "spending optical fees" and "delaying receipts", obviously the former will cause greater stimulation to Zhou Jie, which will further stimulate Wang Xiuming, and then trigger the Wang family's exclusive secret skill "Mixed Doubles".

So you can only squeeze yourself.

His phone is vibrating.

It was a text message notification that Pei Yiwei's phone was repaired.

Wang Zhen looked at his watch. At eleven o'clock, the boss was quite punctual.He opened the closet and took out the denim jacket. It was still raining outside. He put on the jacket and took off the schoolbag hanging on the wall before going out. There were all kinds of mess in the bag. He took out the umbrella and opened it. Didi was still yesterday Looking like a bird, there were seven people in the front row. He turned off his phone and got on the bus directly.

The screen is well repaired, like a new phone.Wang Zhen took out a wet tissue and wiped off the dust that fell on the screen.

The phone was turned off by the shopkeeper. Wang Zhen saw that there were several missed calls, but he couldn't turn off the screensaver.

He opened the address book and edited a text message for Pei Yiwei.

-Student, your mobile phone is with me. I put it in xx mobile phone store for you, the one from Hengtang Street.

Not long after pressing the send button, Pei Yiwei's reply came.

- you wait a moment.

Wang Zhen:?

Confused, Wang Zhen threw the wet tissue into the trash can, turned around and walked out of the store.

A tall man walked towards him, and Wang Zhen paused.

"Wait a moment" is really "wait a moment".

Pei Yiwei seemed to be running here, still panting.He picked up his collar and wiped the sweat off his neck, and looked at Wang Zhen: "Mobile phone?"

Wang Zhen pointed to the store: "The owner."

"......thanks."

Xie said with some hesitation, probably because he didn't know how the phone got into his hands.

Wang Zhen didn't bother to explain, as long as the goal is achieved, the process is not important.

He was walking down the street, but Pei Yiwei suddenly said: "Wait."

"Have you had lunch yet?" Pei Yiwei said.

"No need," Wang Zhen guessed that Pei Yiwei wanted to treat her to dinner, "my mother cooked the meal."

"...Oh," Pei Yi was slightly taken aback, "Then I'm leaving?"

Just as Wang Zhen was about to say "um", the phone rang.

The caller showed "Mom", Wang Zhen paused, and glanced at Pei Yiwei, who was turning around to go to the mobile phone store.

He answered the phone with confidence, but his mother's tone was not kind.

"Did you dye your hair back?"

"No," the rain splashed on the edge of the corridor, Wang Zhen shrank in and leaned against the outer wall of the mobile phone store, "I'll talk about it in a few days."

"You must come back within today, and your dad and I will invite your homeroom teacher to dinner tomorrow night," my mother said, "Try to impress the teacher."

Wang Zhen was silent for a long time, and said, "Understood."

When he hung up the phone, Pei Yiwei just came out of the shop, standing and squatting, Wang Zhen felt like a stray dog ​​huddled in a corner.

"That," Wang Zhen didn't know how to address Pei Yiwei, "Pei Yiwei, right?"

Pei Yi looked down at him slightly, and hummed.

"Go to dinner, please."