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Brother Chun told me that after drinking alcohol, he becomes an adult, and only a child would think that. It turned out that he was also eager to grow up.

——An Yuan's Diary

Shen Rui was able to play quietly on the kang at first, but after a while he began to jump up and down on the kang.

Shen Xingchun noticed that he would jump to the edge of the kang from time to time. Below the edge of the kang is the stove, so he said to Shen Rui: "Don't jump, Xiao Rui, be careful of falling off."

"I can't fall." Shen Rui was playing happily, it was impossible to stop, and he jumped a few more times, and really lost his balance, his right foot rested on the edge of the kang, and he was about to fall off.

Shen Xingchun stood up and opened his hands to catch Shen Rui who fell, but he tripped over the stove with his toes, and fell to the ground first, and it was too late for An Yuan to pull him.

When Shen Xingchun fell to the ground, he lifted his foot to avoid An Yuan's position, and kicked the stove to the corner of the wall.

Shen Rui fell directly on Shen Xingchun's body. Although he didn't hit him, he was startled and cried out loudly.

Shen Jianjun and Zhao Lihong, who had just come back from the outside, heard their son crying, lifted their feet one after the other and pushed the door into the side room. Seeing their son falling to the ground and crying, Zhao Lihong threw it away and was about to help Shen Rui and Shen Xingchun An Yuan.

Shen Jianjun picked up his son and patted his back to coax him. Zhao Lihong looked at Shen Xingchun who was sitting on the ground, raised his hand and hit Shen Xingchun without further ado.

"It's so big, can't even look at a five or six-year-old kid?"

An Yuan stood aside and watched, he didn't expect Zhao Lihong to raise his hand to hit someone, he didn't think about anything, he stood in front of Shen Xingchun and pushed Zhao Lihong.

Zhao Lihong lost her strength in that slap, and hit An Yuan firmly on the face.

After the sound of "pop", An Yuan's head was tilted to one side, her face was burning with pain, and there was a buzzing in her ears, like thousands of cicadas tearing in her ears, and she couldn't hear other sounds for a long time.

Shen Xingchun got up from the ground, pulled An Yuan into his arms, held his face and looked at it.

An Yuan's face was already swollen, his skin was already fair, a red and swollen slap was printed on his face, it was very dazzling.

Shen Xingchun moved his stiff fingers, pulled An Yuan out of the side room, found a towel wrapped in a piece of ice under the eaves, and applied it to his face.

An Yuan felt a little better after the burning pain, and was frozen by ice again, so he couldn't feel the pain anymore. He looked at Shen Xingchun's tightly wrinkled brows, raised his hand to press on the center of his brows, and said : "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt."

"It's all swollen, doesn't it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Grandma Shen heard the sound, and when she came out, she looked at An Yuan's face and groaned for a long time, and found some ointment for him to reduce swelling and pain.

Shen Rui was still crying, Zhao Lihong was holding the baby and screaming in the yard, Grandpa Shen and Grandma Shen hurried out to see Shen Rui again.

Grandpa Shen checked Shen Rui first, there was no injury, and the bones were all good, but Zhao Lihong still insisted on taking his son to the hospital,

Although the final inspection results showed that everything was normal, but after such a commotion, Zhao Lihong said that she was not planning to celebrate the New Year in her hometown, and returned home with Shen Jianjun and her son.

Seeing them leaving, Grandma Shen said angrily at the door: "It's okay if you don't stay at home for the New Year, but when you come back for the New Year, the house is full of smog. It's easy for me to leave."

Shen Xingchun knew that Grandma Shen was speaking in anger, and knew that she was still reluctant. What old man wouldn't want his family to be reunited during the Chinese New Year?

When An Yuan woke up the next morning, his face was no longer swollen, and Grandma Shen applied the ointment on him again.

But he didn't see Shen Xingchun since he opened his eyes. He asked Grandma Shen, and Grandma Shen said that he went skiing in the back mountain with Lin Hao.

"Go skiing so early?" An Yuan muttered.

Grandma Shen said: "I don't know why I got up so early today. When I got up, the fire had already been lit and the water was boiled in Dachun."

An Yuan finished drinking the milk and had breakfast but Shen Xingchun hadn't come back yet. He helped grandma with some work, then basked in the sun with the rhubarb and little flowers in the yard, and finally went to the back mountain.

There is a large piece of land behind Grandma Shen's house, and at the other end is a mountain that is not too high or too big, and he hasn't been there yet.

After An Yuan arrived at the back mountain, he called Shen Xingchun as he walked. The back mountain was not big, and it took only ten minutes to walk around it. An Yuan took a quick turn before he saw Shen Xingchun sitting in the snow, only himself.

Shen Xingchun only wore a hat on his head, his nose and the ends of his eyes were a little red from the wind, and there was still a bit of cold wind in his eyes. His legs were curled up, his hands were on his knees, and he was holding a square in his left hand. small iron kettle.

An Yuan has seen it on TV before. People on TV use this kind of small iron jug to hold wine, carry it in their pockets, and take it out to drink when they want to drink.

An Yuan walked over and snatched the iron pot from Shen Xingchun's hand, and asked sharply: "Shen Xingchun, how can you drink?"

Shen Xingchun looked up at him, raised his eyebrows and said, "The little man is amazing, now he dares to call me by my first name? Brother."

An Yuan didn't bark, and continued to ask: "Why are you drinking here by yourself, you didn't even eat breakfast, how old are you, you just drink here."

"Adults can drink." Shen Xingchun raised his head and half-closed his eyes, "Drinking is not good, but if you can drink, it means you have grown up."

There was a suppressed sigh in Shen Xingchun's voice, An Yuan vaguely felt that Shen Xingchun was different today, he said that he had grown up, but now he looked more like a child than anyone else.

Shen Xingchun heard An Yuan calling him just now, but he didn't really want to answer, he wanted to stay alone for a while.

He waved to An Yuan who was standing by his side, "Xiao Yuan'er, come here, Brother Chun, look at your face."

An Yuan took a small step forward, and squatted in front of him. Shen Xingchun held his face and looked carefully a few times. Although the swelling was no longer there, he could still faintly see the reddish fingerprints.

This was the first time someone was beaten for him, Shen Xingchun didn't know how to respond.

He was adopted by Shen Jianjun and Zhao Lihong when he was three years old. He can't remember much before the age of three. Before Shen Rui, Shen Jianjun and Zhao Lihong didn't treat him very well, but they also gave him basic warmth. With concern, after having Shen Rui, grandparents treat him well, and they treat him well from the bottom of their hearts.

Now it was An Yuan, he stood in front of him without hesitation, and took that slap for him, he didn't dare to look at An Yuan now.

"Why did you block that slap for me?"

Shen Xingchun tightened the scarf around An Yuan's neck, reached out to grab An Yuan's coat, and together with others, hugged him in front of him to block the wind.

An Yuan said: "I said that I will protect my brother, and no one will bully you anymore, no one else."

Shen Xingchun glanced at An Yuan's face and felt distressed. He opened his coat, wrapped An Yuan in his arms, wrapped the coat in front of him, and said, "You don't need it next time."

An Yuan said stubbornly: "Yes, if there is another time, I will still block you."

Shen Xingchun didn't argue with him, he took the small iron pot in An Yuan's hand, unscrewed the spout, raised his lips to An Yuan's lips: "Little man, take a sip."

An Yuan shook her head, "I don't drink, brother, don't drink either."

Shen Xingchun held the spout of the iron pot and pressed it directly to An Yuan's lips, and said, "Try it, it's delicious, and you'll be a grown-up after drinking it."

An Yuan was still pursing his lips, he didn't want to drink, he didn't want to "grow up" like this.

He put his palm on Shen Xingchun's wrist, and just about to push it away, he suddenly smelled the fragrance of milk lingering around his nose. He stretched out his tongue to lick the spout of the pot, and quickly retracted it, the tip of his tongue was stained with The aroma of milk is very strong and sweet, and it quickly fills the entire mouth.

It turned out that it was not wine, but milk tea.