a certain Zheng Kexin

There are two intersections to go home, the first one is at the traffic light outside the school gate, Ningzhi Anji and Qiao Yuan's house is to the east, and Zheng Kexin's rented house is to the west, so it's not on the way at all.

The other is at the southern end of Xu Gao and Xu Xiaojiadao, separated by the central square and divided into three directions: east, west, east, and west. The "Cape of Good Hope" they often go to is on the east street.

If God is not asleep, holding his head at this moment, he can see a very interesting picture.

Xu Niannian and Shen Yanxiao were leading the way. The two girls held hands and walked quickly, clearly hiding from people.

After them, Qi Yao slung a bag on one shoulder, did not go home at the first intersection, but followed behind them in three steps.

If he spared a little bit of time to look around at the moment, he would be able to see the fourth participant in this chase, Zheng Kexin followed across the road the whole time, listening to the song while paying attention to the situation on the other side.

Then at the second intersection, after Shen Yanxiao and Xu Niannian separated, they accelerated and ran across the pedestrian crossing, and ran into Xu Niannian before Qi Yao.

Xu Niannian didn't know whether Qi Yao had left, and she didn't dare to turn her head back. She was walking with her head down in fear, when her arm was suddenly pulled, and she almost jumped up in fright.

Fortunately, she quickly saw who was coming, grabbed Zheng Kexin's hand, and let out a hard breath without concealing it.

"You didn't go to the library?"

Xu Niannian smiled with crooked eyebrows, as happy as he was, different from Zheng Kexin's polite and thoughtful smile, especially contagious.

Zheng Kexin's irritability caused by Qi Yao was mostly laughed away. She suppressed Xiao ran's panting, and shook her head: "No, let's go home and review, the previous papers are all at home."

"You..." Xu Niannian found a savior, and subconsciously wanted to ask, "Then will you still go to the library in the future?"

She naturally wanted Zheng Kexin to accompany her home, but firstly she knew that Zheng Kexin didn't like to be close to others, and secondly, she didn't want to disturb the other party's study plan, so she opened the beginning and swallowed the second half of the sentence.

Zheng Kexin didn't notice Xu Niannian's thoughts, what she was thinking at the moment was what to do in the future.

Based on her understanding of Qi Yao, although this person studied fishing for three days and drying nets for two days, he was very good at certain things, and he did not look back when he hit the south wall.

Certain things, especially chasing girls.

Last night, she temporarily forgot about Qi Yao's violent attack on her, and naively came to a conclusion, thinking that Qi Yao was hot for 3 minutes.

As a result, he suffered retribution that day, and dreamed of a pile of old sesame seeds and rotten millet that would be unbearable to look back on in many years.

On the day Qi Yao put out candles to confess his love in junior high school, Zheng Kexin had already written the words "something wrong" clearly on his face when he retreated, but Qi Yao was blind and couldn't see anything, so he went to the class to brush without seeing. "Zheng Kexin, I love you" all night, forcing Ningzhi to turn himself into an administrator and kick him out of the class.

On Mother's Day in the third grade of junior high school, in order to relieve everyone's pressure, the Chinese teacher suddenly asked everyone to write a poem.Everyone is under a lot of pressure in the high school entrance examination, and there are many conflicts with the family. This action aroused the guilt of the bear children. Later, in the recitation session, there was a lot of "woo woo woo" in the class, and many people cried while reading. .

Qi Yao recited a love poem to Zheng Kexin with the help of the eighth grade east wind.

There are two graduation parties in the summer class of the third year of junior high school, one is just after the high school entrance examination, to celebrate everyone's escape from the sea of ​​hardships, and the other is after the results are issued, to celebrate everyone's next sea of ​​hardships.

The first time Mr. Qi went abroad for vacation, Zheng Kexin escaped unharmed, the second time Zheng Kexin avoided him and didn’t go, Qi Yao poured a bottle of white and a bottle of red, and told his homeroom teacher what he wanted to say to Zheng Kexin Said it six times.

With a snot and a tear, I was so moved.

Thanks to him, Zheng Kexin never went back to school to see the teacher.

Really, how can the onset period of the second disease of teenagers be so long.

Zheng Kexin was still frowning thinking about what happened last night, when Xu Niannian suddenly heard Xu Niannian asking: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Zheng Kexin's pitiful stomach was served last night and enjoyed the joy of being an uncle once. She never wanted to return to the poor class and be fed eight-treasure porridge all day long. Really, which northerner loves to drink sweet porridge, this is simply devastation.

The stomach that was bent on rebelling against the master quickly colluded with the mouth that was not very sincere, and reached a consensus. Before the master's brain could react, he opened his mouth on his own initiative: "Anything is fine."

It was only after she said the words that Zheng Kexin felt something was wrong—when did she have such a strong desire to eat?

Thinking of this, her train of thought suddenly stopped, remembering that the earphones were broken during the self-study class, and asked An Ji if he had any recommendations.

The two talked about the brand, and An Ji said to her: "There is a saying that people can't tell the difference between expensive earphones and ordinary earphones at first, but once they use expensive earphones and then ordinary earphones, they will know the difference. There's a difference."

This one is for the five senses and also for the internal organs.

After being distracted, Xu Niannian jumped up and said, "Ok, let's eat cold noodles."

Zheng Kexin's mouth made another assertion: "Can you do it?"

"I haven't done it." Xu Niannian shook his head, looking a little eager to try, "But I've eaten it several times, and I can make it after eating it."

People who don't know how to cook are always in awe of cooking, Zheng Kexin asked cautiously, "Can't you make a mistake?"

"It's fine if it tastes good." Xu Niannian looked at her suspiciously, and then assured her, "The food I make will not be bad."

While Xu Niannian was cooking, Zheng Kexin took the time to remove the sheets and sofa covers from the two rooms and threw them into the washing machine.

It is hot in summer, and people tend to sweat a lot. Perspiration stains will always stick to close-fitting things. The living room is too close to the kitchen. Even if you pay more attention to it, the sofa will inevitably be covered with oily fumes. You have to clean it up diligently and clean it frequently, so you can’t be lazy.

The washing machine started to work, and she took a new bed sheet and quilt cover from the cabinet. When laying the bed sheet, she found that Xu Niannian especially liked green. There were decorations everywhere in the room, and there was a circle of small green flowers on the bed sheet.

Before dinner was ready, she found the kettle in the bathroom, and after asking about the precautions, she ran to the balcony to water Xu Niannian's little flowers.

Zheng Kexin is not interested in this kind of thing that improves the quality of life but takes time to manage everything. The flowers on the balcony only know aloe vera.

After doing all this, I finally had nothing to do, so I moved a small bench and sat at the door of the kitchen to cook with Xu Niannian.

When Zheng Kexin was young, her hometown had not yet been demolished. At that time, she lived with her parents in the yard in the suburbs. Every meal time, she would move a small bench and sit at the door of the kitchen to watch her mother cook.

Su Yingyu is very good at cooking, and in this respect, she is more like a mother and daughter of a family with Xu Niannian. Zheng Kexin is so greedy for the smell that she can't sit still, and has to ask every 5 minutes.

—Mom, what are you doing?

——When will mom be okay?

Later, Sheng Yunming got sicker and sicker, and always talked crazy and made troubles regardless of time and place. I don't know when it started. Zheng Kexin avoided her and refused to go out in public areas. When he got home, he locked himself in the room and ate. It all depends on the situation, I am no longer a greedy little worm who stays in the kitchen and has nothing to worry about.

Zheng Kexin smelled the aroma of rice, and felt as if she had returned to her carefree childhood.

At that time, she was very interested in food, and she loved to eat everything, because she was still a little girl at a young age, and she liked to ask about everything.

Seeing Xu Niannian cut a pear in half and put it in the pot, she raised her head and asked, "Do you want to put pears?"

"Yeah." Xu Niannian turned around and nodded, "I'm being lazy. It is said that the authentic cold noodle soup is fermented a few days in advance. Not only pears but also apples are used."

Zheng Kexin nodded without understanding anything, thinking what difference could there be.

She is not so particular about food, basically it is not poisonous, and she is extremely capable of dealing with it.

It didn't take long for the noodles to be ready. Xu Niannian cooked a large piece of beef, half as a dish, half sliced ​​and served on a plate. He added some minced garlic and seasonings and mixed it with a cold dish.

The soup is sweet and sour, with a spoonful of chili oil brought by Zheng Kexin, it's a little strange, but refreshing and delicious, very appetizing.

Zheng Kexin ate half of the meat before remembering his professional ethics as a diner. He bit the beef and said, "It's delicious."

After saying this, she suddenly thought of his parents' way of getting along. If her father worked late, no matter how late, her mother would wait for her father to come back to eat together, and her father would be patient no matter how tired he was. Taste it and add a word or two.

It was as if this meal was more effective than medicine. Her father ate the meal made by her mother, and all the fatigue of the day was swept away.

Xu Niannian unilaterally affirmed her cooking skills and smiled happily: "I just said that everything I cook is delicious."

After dinner, Zheng Kexin stood up to wash the dishes, while Xu Niannian listened to the sound of the washing machine, took out the sheets and quilts, and carried them to the balcony to dry.

The kitchen window was open, and the smell of cold noodles had almost dissipated, leaving only the fragrance of laundry detergent inside and outside the house.

The intensive review for two consecutive weeks made Zheng Kexin exhausted. On weekends, she stayed in bed until noon, thinking about the unfinished homework, and said hello to Su Yingyu, but did not go home.

In the new week, Zheng Kexin ran into Xu Niannian again in the same way. Qi Yao didn't know whether he had a new prey or was educated by teachers and parents because of the grades. He gradually became more honest. At the intersection, I turned around and went home, and on Friday, I simply turned off the duty day.

In the blink of an eye, it was the weekend again, Zheng Kexin went home early in the morning, and then stayed at home for a night at Su Yingyu's suggestion.

When a child leaves home suddenly, how can parents not miss it?

It was rare for Sheng Yunming to save face and not disturb Zheng Kexin's sleep, but Zheng Kexin still woke up abruptly at a quarter past six.

She didn't have a nightmare, and she didn't cry or scold outside the door, she just sat up straight from the bed, tossed up and down for a while as if possessed by a demon, and felt that something was wrong.

It took her 5 minutes to realize that the color of the curtains had changed.

The curtains in the rental house are light green mixed with small flowers, while the curtains at home are light yellow. The light coming in hits people's eyelids, and the color is wrong.

Zheng Kexin sat in a daze, and realized that within a month, she was very unconscionable and alienated from her original spouse's room.

On Saturday, she almost finished her homework, and at nine o'clock in the morning, Zheng Kexin finished the last two papers that she brought home.

Su Yingyu went out to buy groceries, and Sheng Yunming was sitting on a small chair near the window in the living room peeling peanuts. When she saw Zheng Kexin, she squinted her eyes and turned her mouth, revealing a row of aging lower teeth. She looked like a normal old lady .

A kind-hearted, kind-hearted "grandmother" who can't open her mouth to swear.

"Ke Xin is back. Your mother said about your school's summer camp. Oh, take a look. You're tired. We're tired and thin."

The tension in Zheng Kexin's heart loosened for a moment. The stable life of being away from home for three weeks unconsciously suppressed the hostility in her heart, and made her feel a little warmth that she had not seen for a long time when facing Sheng Yunming.

They are close relatives who are separated by a generation, connected by blood, and most of their genes can match. Sheng Yunming once bought candy for Zheng Kexin like an ordinary old man, and Zheng Kexin once cried and babbled like an ordinary grandchild "I want grandma".

In a family, is there anyone who is born with hatred and is willing to treat his relatives as enemies, and insists on living under the same roof with resentment and black eyes.

Who doesn't want this day to be smooth and happy.

However, before this bit of warmth could surface on Zheng Kexin's face, Sheng Yunming suddenly changed his style of painting, and made a bitter tone: "Your father didn't even say to pick you up, I told you——"

For more than ten years, Zheng Kexin was extremely sensitive to this kind of turning point, and almost instantly anticipated what Sheng Yunming was going to say, and his whole body became stiff again, and at the same time, the nerves in his body were twice as dense as before.

"——It's just your dad who took away the bag of dried noodles from my house again!" Sheng Yunming let out a sharp "humph", cursed a few ugly words, and condoled Zheng Kexin's deceased grandparents. The grievances are not over yet, panting heavily and looking at Zheng Kexin, "Your father is a bastard, you don't have to be filial to him until tomorrow, and your grandma is old and immortal, she was still looking at me at the window in the middle of the night yesterday Woolen cloth--"

Outside Sheng Yunming's window was the sky on the sixteenth floor.

Zheng Kexin, who was originally quiet, suddenly exploded. He broke Sheng Yunming's words and went back to the house. Within ten seconds, he threw everything into his schoolbag, stuffed the broken earphones into his ears, and walked out with the keys and luggage. out of the house.

The anti-theft door was thrown with a loud noise, and the sick person in the falling room shivered, forgot what he was talking about for a moment, and then in another moment, he yelled and cursed even more, chattering into the air endlessly.

From when Zheng Kexin dropped Sheng Yunming back to her room, to when she resolutely left the house, the whole process took less than a minute.

If she didn't leave, Sheng Yunming's life would be in danger. Anyone who fell from the sixteenth floor of her house would die.

The big sun thief outside, Zheng Kexin stopped the car indiscriminately, and was not polite to him. He knocked everywhere and fell into the car. The driver was so scared that he persuaded: "Hey, hey, little girl, Be careful with bumps."

Zheng Kexin's chest was full of heavy turbidity, unable to exhale, silently watching the people coming and going outside the car.

She thought, why is her family still like this.

She thought, when will this day be the end.

She has asked herself this question many times over the years, and Sheng Yunming's symptoms are different every time she suffers from an illness, which is even more puzzling than the test papers given by the most insidious teacher.

To torture people in different ways, there is no need for a single reason twice.

What did her mother do wrong, what did her father do wrong, and what did her grandma, who died many years ago and never saw her son grow up, do wrong again.

And herself, why should they suffer this.

Zheng Kexin has evil thoughts in his heart, wishing to immediately turn the unfinished writing and painting in the notebook into a past tense, move Sheng Yunming to another place, throw her out of the messy house she disturbed, and stuff her into a slap-sized room. small box.

Close the lid and press the soil.

Thinking of this, she pushed open the door of the rental house, Xu Niannian just came out of the bathroom, saw her smile, and said, "I'm back."

In that instant, Zheng Kexin's evil thoughts suddenly dissipated.

This home is gentle and comfortable, and there is always a little light and a faint fragrance of clothes floating in the air, like a holy place where evil thoughts cannot be brought in, as if she stepped in from the outside, stepped over the cut, and everything was cleared.

It would be great if her home was like this one, peaceful and quiet, no quarrels, no disputes, no crying and scolding, just as simple as that, living an ordinary life.

Xu Niannian was taken aback by her expression, but in the end she didn't ask anything. She raised her eyes and turned around to turn the page, as if she didn't see anything, and asked her calmly, "Would you like grapefruit tea?" ?”

Zheng Kexin nodded silently.

Xu Niannian asked again: "Do you want to add ice cubes?"

Zheng Kexin nodded silently again.

The temperature in the room was a bit high, and water droplets quickly condensed on the surface of the glass. When the fingers were gently attached, the tiny water flowed down the fingers and slid into the palm of the person.

Zheng Kexin stared at the drops of water on his palm for a while before he realized it.

The warm days when her mother said that the frequency of illnesses will decrease have passed.

Summer is over.

The author has something to say: Really, which northerner likes to drink sweet porridge, this is simply devastation. ——I love it, long live the taro ball and red bean porridge.

Su Yingyu is very good at cooking, and in this respect, she and Xu Niannian are more like a mother and daughter of a family—well, sooner or later they belong to the same family, so don't worry.