Cannon fodder please stop tea talk

Jiang Nanshu was immersed in the book, completely unaware of what happened outside until the door was pushed open.

He turned his head and saw Ji Fengmian walking in.

Ji Fengmian frowned, sat down next to Jiang Nanshu, touched the book casually, and started to read it.

After a few minutes, he didn't turn a page.

Jiang Nanshu was a little strange, and asked, "What's the matter? Didn't you say that you should never read books for papers today?"

Even during the winter vacation, Jiang Nanshu did not relax his studies, and even Ji Fengmian, who was inseparable from him, lived a life of n papers a day.

"My dad and the others are here."

"Well, what then?"

Jiang Nanshu didn't think there was anything strange, it was New Year's Eve after all, so it's normal to come to celebrate with Grandpa Ji.

Ji Fengmian: "An Kexia and his mother are also here."

Jiang Nanshu nodded, not too concerned about this matter.

In any case, with their current identities, it is only natural that they appear on this occasion.

Ji Fengmian suddenly remembered something.

He had heard from the sports committee before that An Kexia had been approaching Jiang Nanshu during his first year of high school, and even tried to be at the same table with Jiang Nanshu.

By the way, he also called Jiang Nanshu Brother Jiang!Could it be that he still had Jiang Nanshu's idea?

Ji Fengmian glanced at Jiang Nanshu up and down, his skin was fair, and when he lowered his eyes slightly to read the book, his whole figure was like a green bamboo, no matter which aspect he looked at, he was very attractive.

No, Jiang Nanshu must be more vigilant.

"Jiang Nanshu, what do you think of An Kexia?"

Jiang Nanshu was taken aback for a moment, seeing his serious expression, "It's not bad, I'm very popular."

He felt that he was very objective, but Ji Fengmian frowned suddenly, "It's okay? Let me tell you, you have to be careful of this kind of person."

careful?Such people?

Jiang Nanshu was at a loss.

Although the comment section of that novel said that An Kexia was green tea, but in the text, other people, including Ji Fengmian in the novel, seemed to think that he was considerate, sensible and caring.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

Ji Fengmian: "Let me tell you, you have to stay away from this scheming Ling, you know?"

Jiang Nanshu froze for a moment, and repeated the words he couldn't understand, "Scheming...Zero?"

Ji Fengmian raised his hand and pushed the paper on the table aside, "I will do it later, I have something important to tell you now."

In his opinion, Jiang Nanshu was deaf to what was going on outside the window, and had no ability to resist these tricks.

He must inoculate Jiang Nanshu.

Ji Fengmian took out his phone and wanted to find the document Zhao Sen had given him, but felt that it was not intuitive enough.

"You wait a moment."

There is a printer in the study, and Ji Fengmian directly prints out the documents sent by Zhao Sen.

After a few minutes.

He took a stack of papers and spread them out in front of Jiang Nanshu.

"Look, this one, I like to call him handsome brother, and if I open my mouth and shut my mouth, I mean brother."

"And this one, this one."

"To sum up, An Kexia is very suspicious and dangerous. You must not fall into his trap!"

Ji Fengmian was impassioned, but Jiang Nanshu remained silent.

He didn't understand, even if the novel was just a novel, how could things turn out like this.

Obviously he just came in and read a book for half an hour.

Ji Fengmian misunderstood his meaning, "Don't you believe it? It's true, this kind of scheming zero will only drag you into the abyss. Be careful."

Jiang Nanshu's heart moved, he lowered his eyes, and said softly, "But he is your brother, as your good friend, you can't ignore him."

Ji Fengmian was blown away when he heard that, "This is his trick. Why is brother not brother? Call your brother, and you will be embarrassed to refuse him."

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. Although no one dared to approach Jiang Nanshu at school, it was different on the forum.

On the Lizhou Forum, there are quite a few sneak-shot posts about Jiang Nanshu, and there are a lot of comments like "licking face" below.

Ji Fengmian always felt that it was just some girls talking high.

Thinking about it now, if there is a scheming Zero lurking around him, maybe he will take action.

He stared at Jiang Nanshu, and when he watched, a picture of An Kexia hugging Jiang Nanshu acting like a baby and wanting to kiss him appeared.

"vomit……"

Jiang Nanshu was taken aback, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, just a symptom of homophobia."

Jiang Nanshu: "Didn't you get dizzy only if you have contact with the same sex? It's more serious now?"

Ji Fengmian nodded, "Yes, not only can I not contact the same sex, but I can't see the same sex getting intimate in front of me. You must stay away from that An Kexia, this is a request from my best friend..."

"it is good."

Before Jiang Nanshu agreed, he heard commotion outside.

Fang Xiao broke in, "Brother Feng, hurry up, something happened, your grandpa took a broom and chased your dad to beat him!"

"what."

Ji Fengmian didn't care too much and rushed out.It's not that he's worried about his father, but that his grandfather lost his waist.

When Jiang Nanshu went out, the chaos outside had come to an end.

Ji Fengmian hugged Grandpa Ji by the waist, Ji Guohua protected Mr. An Le in the corner, and An Kexia stood beside him with an anxious expression on his face.

"You son of a bitch! How dare you raise a woman outside! I'll beat you to death!"

"Grandpa, my father and my mother divorced a long time ago, and my mother is abroad, have you forgotten?"

Although Ji Fengmian didn't have a good relationship with his father, he was worried that his grandfather would get angry, so he explained repeatedly.

Although Grandpa Ji's mind is not clear, his body is very good, and he dances vigorously with a broom.

Fortunately, he recognized Ji Fengmian, so he stopped for fear of hurting his good grandson.

He threw the broom aside, "Divorced?"

Only then did Ji Fengmian let go, and walked to the side to support his grandfather, "Yes, divorced, it's been so many years, this is my dad's new love."

"Who is that doll?"

Grandpa Ji twisted the same thick eyebrows of the Ji family, and looked at An Kexia.

An Kexia was obedient, walked over and smiled softly, "Hi, Grandpa, we will be a family from now on, I... I am Ji Fengmian's younger brother."

"What brother!" Grandpa Ji was furious, and suddenly strode over, grabbing Jiang Nanshu's arm, "This is your brother!"

"..."

"?"

Everyone present was stunned.

Jiang Nanshu is very calm, he knows why Grandpa Ji is like this.

Because many years ago, Ji Fengmian insisted on forcing Jiang Nanshu to call him brother because he was two months older than him, and then he got used to calling him that.

Grandpa Ji's memory probably still stays at that time.

"Call me brother." The old man took the axe and vowed not to give up until he reached his goal. "Quickly, call me brother."

Jiang Nanshu thought of Ji Fengmian's science popularization just now about the weird and unpredictable Ling, and his dislike of the title "brother", and he hesitated.

He looked at Ji Fengmian, but saw that Ji Fengmian blinked suddenly and put on a strange smile.

"Hey, call me brother."

Jiang Nanshu: "?"

His first reaction was to ask Ji Fengmian if he had a convulsion.

But Grandpa Ji grabbed his right hand, and the emotions that were finally calmed down showed signs of turmoil again.

In this case, if he doesn't call him brother, Grandpa Ji will probably start to make trouble again in all likelihood.

It's just a strategy of compromise.

Jiang Nan wrote expressionlessly, "Brother."

"Good boy." Ji Fengmian smiled, rolled his eyes, walked over a few steps, and put his hand on Jiang Nanshu's shoulder.

"Go, brother will take you to make dumplings."

Two teenagers and one old man turned around and walked into the room, leaving the others stunned.

Zhao Sen asked Fang Xiao in a low voice, "Do you think Brother Feng is weird?"

"What's wrong?"

"It's not surprising. Who was the one who said in the yard that he couldn't be called brother because he was afraid that he would faint because of his homophobia? Who was that brother who was smiling as if he had won 5000 million dollars just now and wished he could be called a hundred more?"

Fang Xiao: "..., this is probably called double standards? Didn't Brother Feng say that Jiang Nanshu is his half-brother? Of course the treatment of brothers is different."

Zhao Sen scratched his head, "Probably so?"

In any case, the turmoil has subsided for the time being.

After Jiang Nanshu obediently called Ji Fengmian brother, Grandpa Ji seemed to be immersed in the past again, completely ignoring other people.

"Come here, Xiao Jiang, Xiao Mian, let's make dumplings!"

Grandpa Ji is in charge of rolling the noodles, Jiang Nanshu and Ji Fengmian are in charge of making dumplings, the three of them are in harmony, they look like a family.

As for Ji Guohua, he also tried to bring An Lejun and An Kexia into it, but was completely ignored by Grandpa Ji, ignoring his existence.

In Grandpa Ji's mind at this time, Ji Guohua's role is... the nanny at home.

"Sister Wang, please chop up these fillings. There are too many people today, and the fillings prepared before are not enough."

Grandpa Ji pointed to the pork and Chinese cabbage on the side, "Let your husband and children feel free to eat."

"Sister Wang" Ji Guohua opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but remembering the fear of being dominated by his old and strong father with a broom just now, he had to honestly start chopping stuff.

An Lejun on the side said, "I'll do it."

The old man quit and waved his hand, "You are a guest, just wait outside."

An Kexia sat down, rolled up her sleeves, and looked at Ji Fengmian, "Brother...Brother Feng, I don't know how to make dumplings, can you teach me?"

Ji Fengmian raised his eyes, "If you don't know, go to the living room and rest, and accompany your mother."

An Kexia ate a soft nail, but she didn't look angry at all. She looked at Grandpa Ji and said, "Grandpa, can you teach me? How many people will help make dumplings during the Chinese New Year."

The old man blew his beard and stared, "Hey, you kid, you should call me Grandpa Ji. I only have two grandsons, Xiao Jiang and Xiao Mian, but I don't have any more grandchildren. Go, go, the guests are going to rest outside .”

An Lejun's mother and son are very embarrassed, but they can't reason with Grandpa Ji who suffers from Alzheimer's disease.

An Lejun bit his lip and pulled Ji Guohua's sleeve, with an aggrieved expression on his face.

"Sister Wang" Ji Guohua felt distressed, but because of his role at this time, he had to whisper: "You go out first, go out first."

Seeing the interaction between the two, Ji Fengmian suddenly sneered, "So much love, why don't you go back to your own home?"

He really didn't care whether his father and An Lejun were married or not.

It's just that after his father divorced, he didn't even want a child, so he was thrown to Lizhou and ignored, and he almost never went to Lizhou to see him.

But during the few years he was in Anping City, his father went to Lizhou City all day long.

Ji Fengmian knew that his father's partner was in Lizhou, and he used to enjoy family happiness.

Before, even if he went to Lizhou to pay homage to his grandma, he never stayed in the city for this reason.

Diaphragm response.

It's ridiculous that the so-called father treats other people's children as his own, but doesn't care about his own children...

"Brother Feng."

Zhao Sen, who was quietly on the side as the background board, reminded me that he was afraid that he might get sick and flip the table over.

Jiang Nanshu also saw that something was wrong, Ji Fengmian's hands under the table had silently clenched into fists, and the line of his jaw was tense.

This is a sign that he can't suppress his emotions and wants to do something.

Jiang Nanshu misses everything in front of him very much. When he spent the New Year at Grandpa Ji's house, it was always such a warm scene.

It's a rare revisit, and he doesn't want to ruin today's atmosphere.

"Brother, can you teach me how to make dumplings? I don't know how to do it." Jiang Nanshu said softly.

He doesn't mind if it sounds teasing, as long as it can achieve the goal and divert Ji Fengmian's attention, then that's fine.

Ji Fengmian's movements stopped, his expression stiffened.

Zhao Sen was in a hurry. Just now, he was just cooperating with Grandpa Ji in acting, but now he really stepped on his minefield.

He was ready to move, as long as Ji Fengmian moved, he would rush to stop him.

Unexpectedly, the next scene shocked Zhao Sen's pupils.

Ji Fengmian leaned over and said with a smile, "Okay, my brother will teach you how to make our Ji family's ancestral Yuanbao dumplings."

Zhao Sen: "..."

What is going on with this man who talks about his brother?Who is it that makes me sick when I hear my brother?

In any case, the tense situation has finally eased.

Mr. An Le leaves in embarrassment, but An Kexia still stays and quietly helps.

Ji Fengmian was completely immersed in the joy of teaching Jiang Nan how to make dumplings, "Why are you so talented, you can learn it immediately. This is a unique skill that my grandma taught me back then, and it is very difficult to master."

Jiang Nanshu turned over his fingers, closed his mouth skillfully, and then put the white and fat dumplings aside.

"Maybe I have talent."

Of course not, he was also taught by Grandma Ji, but Ji Fengmian didn't remember, so he just said it casually.

Ji Fengmian: "Then we are really born to be in a family."

Jiang Nan didn't raise his head, and continued to write the next one, "Don't use words indiscriminately."

"There's no use indiscriminately, you call me brother, of course we are a family." Ji Fengmian was not convinced.

At this time, Grandpa Ji also added to the confusion, "Xiao Mian, your grandma said that she only teaches this exclusive skill to her daughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law, so don't teach it indiscriminately."

"..."

An Kexia, who was standing in the corner, left the kitchen silently.

***

After eating the dumplings, it was already dark outside.

Zhao Sen and Fang Xiao went back to their home, but Ji Guohua wanted to stay, but was driven away by Grandpa Ji.

Of course, he didn't take the broom this time, but sent it out the door politely.

"Sister Wang, today's New Year's Eve, I will give you a day off, go back to celebrate the New Year."

"Sister Wang" Ji Guohua was pushed out of the courtyard and had to leave with Mr. An Le and his mother.

After all, Grandpa Ji was getting old and mentally weak. After watching TV in the living room for a while, he went back to his room to rest, leaving only two teenagers to watch the night.

Ji Fengmian and Jiang Nanshu were sitting in the living room, chatting casually.

After twelve o'clock, Ji Fengmian clapped his hands, "Ah, there is only one guest room here, and there is only one bed. It seems that we have to sleep together tonight."

His tone was surprised, but his expression was calm, so calm that Jiang Nanshu felt that he had premeditated.But thinking of Ji Fengmian's homophobia, he felt that he was overthinking again.

Jiang Nanshu nodded, "Well, it's okay, I'll try not to touch you."

"Why!" Ji Fengmian was shocked, "Do you despise me so much?"

"Aren't you... homophobic? I'm afraid you'll faint when I meet you?"

Ji Fengmian froze for a moment, thinking that he hadn't told Jiang Nanshu about his homophobia before today.

But in the afternoon, when Jiang Nanshu heard that he was homophobic, he was not surprised at all, as if he knew it a long time ago.

Could it be that personality at night told Jiang Nanshu?Obviously after he passed out, that personality would have more chances to come out.

Why did he tell Jiang Nanshu that?

"Is this why you avoided physical contact with me during this time?"

Jiang Nanshu nodded, "Well, otherwise it's not good for you to faint."

After speaking, he got up, "Go into the room, I'm a little sleepy."

As soon as he entered the room, Jiang Nanshu was stunned.

The room in front of me is not big, and the furniture is very simple, just a bed, two bedside tables and a wardrobe.

This is not surprising, after all, this is a nursing home, and only Ji Fengmian will come to live in this room occasionally.

The problem is that bed, which is a 1.2-meter single bed with only a quilt and a pillow on it.

He and Ji Fengmian are not short in height, two people who are about 1.8 meters tall, lying on the same bed, no matter what, it is impossible not to touch each other.

"How about I sleep on the sofa outside?" Jiang Nanshu said hesitantly.

Ji Fengmian resolutely refused: "I am an older brother, how can I let you go out to sleep!"

After finishing speaking, he dug out a set of pajamas from the closet and stuffed it into Jiang Nanshu's arms, "Okay, you go take a shower, I'll take care of it."

Jiang Nanshu obediently walked into the bathroom, anyway, it was impossible to leave here on New Year's Eve, and they had to pay New Year's greetings to Grandpa Ji the next day.

Then if it comes, it will be safe, Ji Fengmian said he will handle it, so there should be a way, right?

With this kind of mood in mind, Jiang Nanshu walked into the room after taking a shower, but saw the neatly arranged...

Two pillows.

Ji Fengmian sat on the bed with a treasured expression on his face, "What do you think, I made a pillow out of a sweater, I'll sleep on this later, and you sleep on that."

"..." Jiang Nanshu was silent for a few seconds, "This is the solution you mentioned?"

"if not?"

"I thought you'd make a floor plank or something."

Ji Fengmian looked surprised, "Jiang Nanshu, I didn't expect you to be such a cruel person, just a quilt, you let me make the floor?"

"..." I was actually planning to make the floor by myself.

Jiang Nanshu didn't say this, so as not to hear Ji Fengmian say how an older brother can let his younger brother sleep on the floor.

When he was young, he could grow older and younger without any psychological burden.

But at this age, especially after watching the "weird and varied zero routines", the title of "brother" sounds a little weird no matter how you listen to it.

"Okay, you go take a shower."

Since Ji Fengmian, a homophobic person, doesn't mind, Jiang Nanshu doesn't insist anymore.

Two 10 minutes later.

The two squeezed into a bed, covered with the same quilt.

Ji Fengmian felt his face was very hot, and he was a little dizzy, but fortunately, both of them were wearing pajamas, so there was no direct skin contact.

He can still bear it.

"You, do you have a fever?" Jiang Nanshu asked worriedly.

The 1.2-meter bed, no matter what, they were forced to stick together.Even through his pajamas, he could feel the heat coming from him, which was too hot.

"No, no. I'm born with a high body temperature. How nice it can warm your bed."

"What a mess."

Bringing up the topic of warming the bed again, Jiang Nanshu remembered the accident that morning.

Ji Fengmian also remembered, and then he realized something was wrong, and sat up.

"I said why I felt so hot and couldn't sleep. It turned out to be a problem with my pajamas. I'm not used to sleeping with my upper body in clothes."

His heart burned and his lungs burned, and he felt that his whole body was about to burn.

Ji Fengmian only had one idea in mind, he took off his pajamas, and he did the same.

When Jiang Nanshu saw it, he subconsciously raised his hand to stop it, for fear that something might happen to this homophobic person and he would faint.

Unexpectedly, Ji Fengmian's movements were too fast, he missed the opportunity, and put his entire palm on the opponent's abdominal muscles.

"..."

Ji Fengmian's hand holding the clothes trembled slightly, lowered his head, and saw white fingers land on his abdomen.

His skin is bronze, and in contrast, it forms a strong visual stimulus.

A fire burned from the contact point to both ends.

"Before, just, I told you that I have abdominal muscles, how about it?"

Ji Fengmian wanted to ease the embarrassment, and said it in a joking tone between straight men.

No, before Jiang Nanshu could answer, the familiar feeling of dizziness swept over him, he closed his eyes and fell down.

"..."

Jiang Nanshu was only stunned for three seconds, then sighed, covered Ji Fengmian with the quilt, and lay down himself.

He once again had a deep understanding of Ji Fengmian's degree of homophobia.

How could such a homophobic person have a crush on homosexuality in the novel and end up with another homosexual for life?

A novel, after all, is just a novel.

What secret love and white moonlight are all nonsense plots.