Retired soldier king and his little sweetheart

"If you don't do it, don't do it!" Zhuang Xiaoduo stood up from the chair, and looked at the director opposite him angrily, "I will leave after the handover in the morning. I like to remember absenteeism, and I like to be fired."

The director stared blankly at Zhuang Xiaoduo's back as he slammed the door, did this kid eat a bear's heart and a leopard's guts today?

On the eve of 618, busy people are everywhere in the company, discussing inventory, coupons, GMV, and capacity expansion.

Only Zhuang Xiaoduo looked sad and lonely. He had just received a call from a relative in his hometown that his grandfather had passed away. He wanted to ask for leave to go back, but the manager said that 618 was the most important thing in the first half of the year. He was in charge of the operation of the event.

Anyway, the director not only didn't agree, but even said: "You can't be resurrected even if you go to the old man."

Zhuang Xiaoduo lashed out at the director in a rage, and the director told him not to do it if he had the ability, so Zhuang Xiaoduo said that.

This is his fourth year of work, his second company, and he got a small manager.

When meeting at the work station, Zhang Lili saw his gloomy face and asked him what's wrong?

Zhuang Xiaoduo said that he would ask for leave to go back to his hometown, and Zhang Lili is one of the few friends he has in the company.

Zhuang Xiaoduo is a fairly enthusiastic and cheerful person, but he doesn't have many friends in the company, because there are serious infighting among various departments and ranks, and Internet companies are under great pressure, and the turnover of personnel is high. Many people start and leave every day, and gradually , Zhuang Xiaoduo no longer spends energy making friends in the company.

Grandpa's house is at the junction of Yunnan and Guizhou. It was already after five o'clock in the afternoon when Zhuang Xiaoduo landed in Kunming. He took the last bus to Yushan County and waited for someone called by his uncle to pick him up.

It was already dark, Zhuang Xiaoduo waited for half an hour, but the phone call from his uncle couldn't get through.

There are "black cars" calling people everywhere at the gate of the county passenger station.

There was no taxi willing to go to the village at night, Zhuang Xiaoduo kept checking the time anxiously, thinking that if no one came to pick him up, he would just take a "black car" to go, what a big man he was afraid of.

"You are Zhuang Xiaoduo?"

A Haojue Xiguan 150 motorcycle was parked next to Zhuang Xiaoduo. He looked up and saw that the rider was a handsome guy with prickly hair. He was at least 185cm tall. He was wearing a washed-out blue T-shirt, camouflage pants and Martin boots.

It could be seen that there were strong muscles under the clothes. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, a straight nose, and a straight face. Zhuang Xiaoduo thought he was so handsome.

Zhuang Xiaoduo hurriedly said yes, "Are you Brother Tang from Chating Village?"

The other party hummed: "My name is Tang Huai. My phone flew out on the road and broke."

Zhuang Xiaoduo was still waiting for his next sentence, so he didn't contact you, but the other party seemed to be over, Zhuang Xiaoduo smiled, and hurriedly said it was okay.

At night, the motorcycle was speeding on the concrete road in the country, Zhuang Xiaoduo was so scared that he grabbed the handle of the rear seat.

When turning a corner, a flock of chickens suddenly appeared, and Tang Huai braked.

"Wow!—" Zhuang Xiaoduo exclaimed, almost flying out due to the inertia of the sudden brake.

Tang Huai chased away the chicken, started slowly, turned her head to Zhuang Xiaoduo and said, "Hold me, don't fall."

"Oh... good." Zhuang Xiaoduo carefully put his hands on Tang Huai's waist, and slowly tightened them. When he felt the opponent's abdominal muscles through the thin T-shirt material, Zhuang Xiaoduo took them away as if they were hot, and gently Grab the hem lightly.

Tang Huai looked down, wondering why this boy looked like a little girl.

After nearly two hours of driving, I finally saw my grandfather's village, Chating Village. A stage had been set up on the dam in the village, and several cauldrons had been set up.

The aunt led Zhuang Xiaoduo to the ancestral hall in the village. Grandpa had already entered the coffin, but it hadn't been sealed yet, waiting for Zhuang Xiaoduo to take a last look.

"Xiao Duo, grandpa left with peace of mind. The night before, he happily told me that the pineapple cake you sent back was delicious."

Zhuang Xiaoduo lay beside the coffin and looked at his grandfather. The last time he saw him was the National Day last year, and he didn't come back because of overtime.

In his memory, his grandfather was always tough, and even in his 80s, he had to clean up his two plots of land.

Why is it suddenly gone.

The aunt patted him on the back lightly: "Don't cry, Xiao Duo won't cry, grandpa doesn't want to see you like this."

Funerals in rural areas are always lively, because Zhuang Xiaoduo is not clear about many procedures because he has to send the elderly away in a lively manner, and as the eldest grandson, he is mainly responsible for guarding the mourning.

Two days later, I sent my grandfather to the mountain for burial. It was drizzling and the ground was slippery. Although I walked very slowly, many people still slipped and fell, and one of the coffin bearers couldn't hold on.

But the custom is to lift up in one breath, you can't stop halfway, you can only change people.

"Let me do it."

Zhuang Xiaoduo stayed up for two big nights, the black eyes under his eyes seemed to be punched by someone, and his vision was a bit blurred.

But he recognized it just by his figure, it was Big Brother Tang, he was taller than the others, and he walked half squatting slightly.

Finally let the grandfather go to the ground with peace of mind, Zhuang Xiaoduo was tired and hungry, and walked more and more crookedly when going down the mountain.

"what happened to you?"

Zhuang Xiaoduo looked back, it was Brother Tang, he stopped, his breathing was a little short, and he said weakly, "I'm a little tired."

Tang Huai saw that his face was pale and his cheeks were still blushing abnormally, so he stretched out the back of his hand to touch Zhuang Xiaoduo's forehead, and felt that he had a fever.

"You have a fever, go back and take medicine to rest."

Zhuang Xiaoduo said obediently, smiled at Tang Huai, and walked forward slowly.

After walking for 2 minutes, Tang Huai couldn't stand it any longer, and stepped forward to grab Zhuang Xiaoduo: "I'll carry you back."

Zhuang Xiaoduo quickly waved his hand and said no.

A relative came to ask what was wrong, and Tang Huai said he had a fever.

Several relatives touched Zhuang Xiaoduo's forehead in turn, and couldn't help but sigh, I really have a fever.

Zhuang Xiaoduo was dizzy, and surrounded by relatives, he climbed onto Tang Huai's back.

His clothes had a faint smell of soap mixed with sweat. His shoulders were broad and his back was straight. He carried a 130-pound Zhuang Xiaoduo without difficulty at all.

After a jolt, Zhuang Xiaoduo fell asleep.

It was already late at night when he woke up, all the guests had left, Zhuang Xiaoduo was lying on the small bed where he had slept for seven years, and he was looking at the Ultraman poster on the ceiling.

It was bought for him by his grandpa who passed the class No. [-] exam in the third grade. He insisted on sticking it on the ceiling so that he could see it when he opened his eyes in the morning.

Two years ago, Zhuang Xiaoduo had asked someone to repaint the walls of his house. I don't know when his grandfather put the faded poster on it again.

When he was four years old, his parents divorced, and his mother married to Thailand. He stayed with his father in the provincial capital, but his father was too busy with work to take care of him, so his grandparents took him back to the countryside and waited for him to go to school by himself when he was older. .

However, this stay lasted for seven years, because my father became more and more busy.

Grandpa used to be a rural teacher. After retiring, he and his grandma raised rabbits and grew crops for a living.

He loves Zhuang Xiaoduo's poor and lovely grandson very much, never let him do farm work, and regularly buys milk and calcium tablets, so that Zhuang Xiaoduo, who lives in the countryside, looks white and tender, which is very different from the children in the village .

After entering junior high school, Zhuang Xiaoduo went to the provincial capital to go to school. His father's business was always up and down, and he was still too busy to see anyone.

Four years ago, my father passed away from cancer.

He took out his phone to check the news, and when he opened WeChat, all the colleagues in the front line were asking about work, and Zhuang Xiaoduo finished replying one by one.

Zhang Lili received the news, and asked him in seconds if the matter with his grandfather had been dealt with?Send out another red envelope.

Zhuang Xiaoduo didn't accept it. He asked Zhang Lili how the activity data was and if there was anything wrong.

Zhang Lili replied that it was nothing serious and asked when he would be back.

He thought of the director's ugly face, and he usually likes to lie to others. He has endured it for a long time, so he replied directly to Zhang Lili: I won't go back.

But he hasn't actually thought about it yet, the self-awareness of social animals: It's not that work needs me, it's that I need work.

His salary is actually pretty good.

When I woke up the next day, my aunt was at the door packing up the leftover food from the banquet for the past two days.

Zhuang Xiaoduo cooked a bowl of noodles by himself, took a small stool and sat at the door to eat. He thought of Big Brother Tang, so he asked his aunt, "Auntie, whose family is that Big Brother Tang? I haven't seen it before."

Aunt replied: "A distant relative of Sanbo's house at the end of the village. The house was vacant after Sanbo Zhuang left. He only came after the National Day last year. He seems to have just retired from the army. He couldn't find a job, so he came here to farm to earn money. eat."

Zhuang Xiaoduo nodded. He turned out to be a veteran, but after thinking about it, he really has a military temperament, he is quiet and strong, and he is upright.

My aunt packed up the leftovers, picked up the pole and picked them up: "Xiao Duo, there are still a lot of things in your grandpa's house. You can clean them up after staying for a few days, and then go to cancel the account for grandpa. You are the only grandson in your house. Grandpa's Passbook, land, etc., you go to the county to get it done."

"How to do this?" Zhuang Xiaoduo had never dealt with these matters.

The aunt just knew how to do this, but she didn't know how to do it, so she asked him to help him.

Just as she was about to leave, she remembered something and turned around and said, "Why don't you ask Tang Huai, he dealt with Uncle Zhuang last year."

"okay."

Zhuang Xiaoduo took a long time to clean his grandfather's house, looked at old photo albums, and only went to the end of the village after noon.

Before approaching, he saw a small truck parked in front of Zhuang Sanbo's house from a distance, with two long legs sticking out from under the car.

Zhuang Xiaoduo approached, and just about to kneel down to say hello, Tang Huai's deep and powerful voice came out from under the car: "Is there something wrong?"

Zhuang Xiaoduo squatted down: "Brother Tang, are you busy? I have something to ask you."

"Wait for me for a few minutes, and go to the yard to pour tea by yourself."

"Oh."

Tang Huai's yard is not big, and both sides are surrounded by high bamboo fences. While climbing the loofah seedlings, the other side is bare, waiting for the grape seedlings to grow up and slowly climb up.

There was a folding table and a small bench in the yard. Zhuang Xiaoduo took a glass with yellow flowers printed on it and poured himself a cup of tea.

While drinking in small sips, he looked around the yard, and when he looked under the eaves, he happened to see Tang Huai's underwear hanging out to dry.

Zhuang Xiaoduo was silently surprised, the panties are too big, one side can fit my legs.

Tang Huai came in covered in greasy clothes, and happened to see Zhuang Xiaoduo staring at his underwear with his eyes wide open and his mouth open.

"..."

"Are you looking for me?"

"Ah?" Zhuang Xiaoduo came back to his senses, "Well, I want to cancel the account and transfer the property of the account for grandpa, and I want to ask you how to do it."

Tang Huai walked to the faucet and rubbed the oil stains on his arms with soap.

"You first go to the police station to issue a death certificate, and then go to the government affairs center in the county to get a notarization."

"How long will it take?" Zhuang Xiaoduo stared intently at Tang Huai's back. He was only wearing a loose black vest, with a perfect shoulder-to-back ratio, and healthy wheat-colored skin.

The sound of water stopped, Zhuang Xiaoduo quickly poured him a cup of tea, and Tang Huai came over and sat down.

Zhuang Xiaoduo is actually not very short, at 174cm, but compared with Tang Huai, it looks like a kitten is sitting next to a lion.

"It will take about three or four days. The procedures are very troublesome. After the notarization is over, I have to go to the bank or something." Tang Huai drank a cup of tea in one gulp.

Zhuang Xiaoduo let out a sigh of frustration.

Tang Huai saw that his expression was still not very good, she pouted a little, looking pitiful.

"I'm going to the county to collect goods tomorrow morning, so let's go with you by the way, I'm familiar with the process."

Zhuang Xiaoduo immediately brightened his eyes: "Really? Will it delay your work?"

Tang Huai: "I'm just going to get some materials to build a greenhouse. I have nothing else to do. You sit down for a while. I stewed the meat, and you can eat here."