Brother Christine

The price tag hung on the dumpling window of Siyuan Canteen has all kinds of fillings, such as fennel pork, leek egg, celery pork, carrot egg and fungus assorted stuffing, cabbage meat, shiitake mushroom meat, mashed potato meat, corn meat, three Fresh... There are about 25 kinds of different meat and vegetable combinations. Jiang Xiao wanted to eat three delicacies fillings, but he ordered celery and pork fillings.

Because the 22 flavors of stuffing written on the back of the price tag...don't exist.

One tael of dumplings counts as six. The dumplings in their school cafeteria are made by their own chefs, and they are too big. The chef who buys vegetables also counts as six. Jiang Xiao ordered six taels, put them in a big bowl, and put them in the window He took the vinegar pot and poured some vinegar himself, and took the bowl to the place where Shen Qing was waiting for him.

Shen Qing came down earlier than Jiang Xiao, and helped him occupy a seat for two in the overcrowded cafeteria. As soon as Jiang Xiao came in, he threw their big schoolbags to them, and then stood up from the last in the long line. After nearly 10 minutes, I finally got my meal.

Seeing someone walking towards him with a prize in a large stride, squinting the person dozing on the chair, lazily opened his eyelids, and moved his body.

"Celery meat, pour vinegar." Jiang Xiao sat over, put down the bowl and pushed it to the opposite side, and handed Shen Qing a pair of chopsticks: "Try it?"

Shen lightly glanced at Jiang Xiao's dumplings.

The skin is thin and the stuffing is big, and the freshly cooked dumplings are steaming, piled up in a sea bowl like a hill, and in the cracks of a few broken dumplings, you can faintly see the meatballs with fresh and thick sauce, exuding the fragrance of celery.

"Aren't you starving to death?" Shen Qing didn't pick up the chopsticks, and thought in her heart, why every time the rice in Jiang Xiao's bowl is more fragrant than the one in her own bowl?

The sight of the human face was blocked by the black brim of the hat, Jiang Xiao squinted his eyes, and could only see the light, cold and white jaw.

"I told you to taste it, but I didn't tell you to eat it all." Unable to see his face, Jiang Xiao snorted in displeasure, retracted his chopsticks and pulled the bowl, it didn't feel too hot, he bowed his head and took a bite.

Shen Qing stared at him for a while, then suddenly, Shua reached into Jiang Xiao's bowl, and Shua squeezed another dumpling into her mouth.

Jiang Xiao raised his head abruptly and looked at him in astonishment.

This kid, just caught dumplings in his bowl?

"What are you looking at?" Sensing the other party's gaze, Shen Qing didn't raise her head, took a piece of paper from her pocket and wiped her hands, her tone was usual cool: "Didn't you insist on letting me taste it?"

"Yes, yes," Jiang Xiao pursed his lips tightly, lowered his head and hooked the corners of his mouth, turned the chopsticks in his hand a few times briskly, looked at the dumplings in the bowl, and replied: "I made it, I made it .”

Shen Qing said "um", and leaned back on the chair back, with a calm expression of "you're welcome, I'm just doing it that way".

Jiang Xiao wanted to laugh when he saw Shen Qing pretending to be aloof, he sullenly picked up the dumplings with his head lowered, this time he ate the dumplings in two bites, and asked casually: "How is it? Is the taste okay?" ?”

"A little dry," Shen Qing glanced at the center of the cafeteria hall, and replied casually, "Thirsty."

"Drink water when you're done." Jiang Xiao raised his chopsticks and pointed to the two schoolbags on the table: "The one on the left is mine. There's a bottle of untouched mineral water in it, take it yourself."

"Do you want soup?" Shen Qing wasn't particularly thirsty, but just looked at Jiang Xiao's big bowl of meat dumplings and felt choked.

"Me?" Jiang Xiao glanced at him in surprise, seeing that Shen Qing was about to get up to scoop up the soup, he stretched out his hand and tugged at him: "No need, I can't drink this little soup."

"What's the matter at this point?" Shen Qing nailed it in place, glanced at the hand on his wrist from the corner of the eye, and raised his eyebrows: "Is it time to poison?"

"Fart!" Jiang Xiao laughed unhappily, and waved for people to sit back: "You don't even look at what time it is, the soup at this point is leftover soup from the bottom, good things make people come early The ones are fished out, and all that is left is a mess of dross, which can’t be drunk.”

"Isn't it just the dregs of broken seaweed eggs, wouldn't it taste the same when you drink it?" Shen Qing didn't think so, but sat back and went to get Jiang Xiao's water glass from his schoolbag.

"What do you know?" Jiang Xiao snorted, "The peak season for queuing for food is the most crowded time. After the peak season, you can't drink the soup. When there are too many people, what kind of people are stuck in the soup bucket? No? If you lose sweat, lose powder, or lose hair, maybe I will throw you a dirty bowl with leftover chopsticks, greasy and pickled, a group of people scooped it up and down with spoons, who knows that everything they scoop up is stuff."

"Did you see it with your own eyes?" Shen Qing didn't believe it very much, he was quite willing to believe in the hygiene of their school cafeteria, after all, he would have the courage to continue drinking that soup in the future.

"The old chicken was fishing for hairpins in it before." Jiang Xiao glanced at him, and made a seven-centimeter gesture to Shen Qing: "It's so long, there are two red beads sticking to the head of the hairpin, and there are laver leaves on it. Hanging strands of orange-yellow hair."

"Continue to make it up," Shen Qing lowered his head and flipped through his schoolbag, went to grab Jiang Xiao's water glass in the pile of textbooks and notebooks but mainly snacks, and retorted shamelessly: "He drank that soup at noon today. Two or three, drink them all."

"That's because you occupied a seat for them, you idiot," Jiang Xiao sneered, "After there are too many people, will you let them scoop up a bowl of soup?"

"What about you?" Shen Qing was too lazy to argue with him, put the water glass on the table, zipped it up, and asked casually: "What did you fish out?"

Jiang Xiao unscrewed the bottle cap and drank a couple of sips of water. When closing the cap, he looked up at Shen Qing, paused, and then said, "A shoe."

"Oh," Shen Qing said, "Just say that you fished out a rocket and forget it."

"It's my first time living in school," Jiang Xiao lowered his head, pulling the dumplings back and forth in the bowl, and said, "In summer, the cafeteria will put mung bean soup at noon, and there are only half a bucket of it every day. There are too many people to grab it, and there is no one. Queue, the fifth and sixth graders are tall and run fast, those who go late can only wait behind, the ground that has just been pierced by the cafeteria is not yet dry, and there is a person waiting outside who is pushed to the ground and stained The dirty mop water on half of his body, the rice bowl, chopsticks and spoons were all spilled all over the floor, and his leg was stepped on by a senior, and then he..."

"Then," Shen Qing looked up at him suddenly: "As soon as a certain person got angry, he took off his shoes and threw it into the bucket of mung bean soup. His finger was broken, and he paid [-] yuan for medical expenses. He was carried under the flagpole by the school leaders, and he was criticized in front of all the teachers and students of the school. The [-]-word review did not admit a single word in the whole article, which drove the whole school crazy. You're all famous," Shen Qing stared at him, "Jiang Xiao, you are really amazing."

He remembered the reason why he kept calling Brother Jiang Xiao in his heart when he just entered the house and was glared at by this person.

It was this idiot who was in the fourth grade that year, because he didn't want to see him and his mother, he insisted on leaving home to live in school, and later became famous in the whole school for committing crimes, and the word 'Jiang Xiao' became a legend among the students , the younger brothers who admired his name formed a group in the third grade. When they saw Jiang Xiao passing by from afar, they all sneaked underneath and shouted excitedly, shouting "My Brother Xiao! My Brother Xiao!" Awkward and disgusting as hell.

You shit brother Xiao, that's obviously my brother.

"I was originally famous in the whole school," Jiang Xiao said arrogantly, "I am famous in the whole town, in the whole city, and in the whole province."

"Well, yes, you are the pride of the town. No one in the whole school dares to provoke the big brother who won the city award and the provincial award. Anyone who asks to fight is because he doesn't like you." Shen Qing replied lightly: "It's unreasonable. Explain, there was such a big fight back then, it turned out that it was just for a bowl of mung bean soup, so you are ashamed."

"My shoes," Jiang Xiao put down his chopsticks after eating, wiped his mouth with a piece of paper, regretfully: "It's quite expensive."

"Your temper," Shen lightly clicked his tongue, "it's quite annoying."

"I said it in front of my face, but you scolded me in my heart," Jiang Xiao snorted, "We're not the same, we are each other."

"Don't guess if you don't know." Shen lightly looked at him: "Do you know what I'm thinking?"

"I don't need to understand, because you are that kind of person." Jiang Xiao picked up his schoolbag and left with a bowl, beckoning for others to follow: "Let's go, go to the supermarket."

"Are you shopping?" Shen Qing picked up Jiang Li's schoolbag and followed.

"Store some snacks and instant noodles in the dormitory." Jiang Xiao put a bowl at the door, went to push the door, and gave way with his schoolbag: "In the next two weeks, your freshman military training will have breakfast, lunch and dinner earlier than us, and the cafeteria I guess not even the dregs are left."

"It's so pitiful," Shen Qing clicked his tongue, went out first, and looked back at Jiang Xiao's schoolbag: "You have a lot of snacks in your schoolbag, did you go to class or have a picnic this day?" ?”

"Wild meal," Jiang Xiao felt displeased when he heard this, let go of the doorknob and slammed the door, turned around and turned towards the supermarket, shouting, "I didn't eat at noon!"

"Why don't you eat the snacks you bought?" Shen Qing asked after her.

"I don't care what the fuck you do!" Jiang Xiao strode ahead.

He was still a little bit looking forward to the sentence that the second child asked Shen Qing to bring him a meal at noon, thinking that 'not going' was just as stubborn as 'don't come'.How Shen Qing treats him, he knows in his heart, most of the people who come to M are for him, a mere lunch is just a matter of walking two steps.

So someone, who became more and more complacent, ran to the supermarket full of anticipation after the class was over and waited for the three to go away, and bought a bunch of spicy chips, potato chips, dried beans, water noodles snack packs, afraid that people would be thirsty, and ordered a bottle of mineral water. Go back and put it on the side of your desk, and wait for others while doing the questions.

With a calm face and an excited heart, the practice questions of the fourth grade in his hands seemed to be blooming, Jiang Xiao wrote like a god, imagining what expression he should make when Shen Qing entered the door with a lunch box.

Is the performance a little confusing?Still surprised?

Should I first say a few words of sarcasm?Or just say thank you?

And this time I asked people to eat, but I can’t say that I bought two portions, one thing for one thing, since Shen Qing gave him a meal, and the gift was the hard-to-find chicken pot rice, he also You have to be a human being, don't you?

As a result, the whole noon, apart from himself, there was not a single shadow of Shen Qing in the classroom!

With a sullen face, Jiang Xiao violently stuffed the schoolbag into Shen Qing's arms, turned around and opened the door and walked into the supermarket.

Shen Qing was indifferent and speechless, carrying two schoolbags and standing under the big banyan tree next to Wumart, waiting for the crazy madman who went in to come out.

"Hey!" The mad madman poked his head out and called him after a while: "Do you have anything you want to buy?"

Shen Qing ignored it and looked up at the sky.

He really admired himself, a person who was not very patient, actually endured Jiang Xiao's capricious human garbage for ten years, he was like a living Bodhisattva with a compassionate heart, and he was almost moved to tears.

"Hey! Shen Qing!" Jiang Xiao thought he didn't hear, leaned his head to the door and asked again: "I'm talking to you! Is there anything you want to buy!"

Shen Qing continued to be moved, but continued to be unable to hear.

People who went shopping came in and out, because of the loud voices just now, when they passed by, they all looked at the people shouting at the door, and the people standing under the tree not far away were shouted, looking up at the sky.

Jiang Xiao was so stared at that he couldn't help but realize that Shen Qing had come here on purpose. He squeezed out a low curse between his teeth, went inside to pay the bill, and then brought out a box of instant noodles with two pieces of noodles on it. The snacks that the people in their dormitory love to eat are heavy, just like Jiang Xiao's face drooping to the ground.

"Shen Qing!" Jiang Xiao moved things in front of Shen Qing unhappily, frowned and stared at him: "I called you just now, did you hear?"

"I didn't want to talk to you just now," Shen Qing glanced at him, "Did you see that?"

"I'll ask the second time when my mother sees it?" Jiang Xiao asked back, frowning.

Shen Qing: "..."

"Idiot!" Jiang Xiao's anger still persisted, and he made another stab.

"Whatever." In the situation where the noise was unbearable, Shen Qing generally chose to ignore it, carrying a schoolbag and another schoolbag, threw Jiang Xiao off, turned around and walked towards the dormitory.

With a punch on the cotton, Jiang Xiao was suddenly speechless.

He silently followed behind Shen Qing, holding the instant noodle box, and walked obediently with his head down.

Again.

It's always like that between them.

When they meet, they will quarrel, and when they quarrel, there will be a cold war. After the cold war, there will be a new round of meeting, quarreling, and cold war. Jiang Xiao is also very upset.

On the first day of his arrival, he personally promised to be nice to Shen Qing. He knew that Shen Qing had a kind of attachment to him that was similar to admiration, just like a younger brother's natural yearning for his elder brother. Sometimes, he He really enjoyed it, and he also felt that after so many years, he had already let go of what should be let go, and he could give him everything except the title that made Shen Qing obsessed.

But his temper can't be changed, Shen Qing's personality can't be changed, no matter how much he deliberately compromises, the two of them can't change their way of getting along with each other during the ten years of cold war.

He should do something to change this dead situation that should have been changed long ago, whether it is Shen Qing, or the home that he has been avoiding since he met.

Shen Qing has never stayed in a complete family. The first eight years were because of poverty, and the last ten years were because of him.

His selfishness, his evasion, his ignorance and evil thoughts made Shen Qing grow up so unhappy, just like him.

This is what he owes Shen lightly, and he has to pay it back.

After entering the dormitory, Jiang Xiao unsealed the box of instant noodles he bought, tore open all the gift bags containing snacks, and put them on the two green boxes on the cabinet. Whoever wants to eat can take it.

The selfie stick hanging on the hook on the wall is gone, and there is a faint smell of shower gel in the room. It seems that Jiang Li has already cleaned up after taking a shower. Now he and Shen Qing are the only two people in the dormitory. A good time for a serious talk.

Jiang Xiao lowered his head to face the wall for a while, took a deep breath, and glanced at Shen Qing from the corner of his eye.

The man didn't talk to him all the way, and when he came back, he squatted on the ground and pulled the basin under the bed.The change of clothes is also inside, it should have been prepared when he asked someone to go down to have dinner with him.

Feeling very uncomfortable, Jiang Xiao rubbed his face a little irritatedly, and mustered up the courage to stand behind Shen Qing and look at him, lowering his tone: "Shen Qing, I..."

Shen Qing ignored him, stood up indifferently, and walked towards the door with big strides.

To be precise, it is to run away quickly.

He just returned to the dormitory when he saw Jiang Xiao's quilt and suddenly remembered that he had ruined this thing inside and out at noon. He had just quarreled with someone. If Jiang Xiao gets mad again later, will his ears still be lost?

Seeing people ignore him, Jiang Xiao wanted to get angry again, turned his head inadvertently, and happened to catch a glimpse of the neat tofu cubes at the end of his bed——

The quilt, which should have been as straight as his pavement, was covered with tiny wrinkles.

Jiang Xiao raised his eyebrows, and leaned over to take a look.

Shen lightly touched the doorknob and twisted it.

When the tip of his nose touched the quilt, it was the most familiar fragrance of bamboo leaves, no matter how light the smell was, he could still smell it.

Shen Qing opened the door, with a calm and calm posture, Duanpen walked out.

Jiang Xiao turned his head, squinted at the man's back, and sank his eyes.

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