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You are 17 years old, so nice;

The village does not enjoy the custom of going to other people's homes to pay New Year's greetings on the first day of the new year. Bai Jiang has been instilling this idea by his grandfather since he can remember.

But when he meets the elders in the village on the road, he will still greet them respectfully and say Happy New Year.

There are two camphor trees planted in front of the courtyard. When I pushed the door open, the sight was blocked by the dense branches. When I lifted the leaves away, I saw Bai Lu carrying several pork belly cut into long strips with a knife. Come out through the swinging wooden door.

"Are you back?" Bai Lu held the meat in both hands, unable to greet him, she looked up at the inner room, "Your grandfather is worshiping the ancestors in the inner room."

Bai Jiang was not idle either, he put down the milk and flour to help her carry the meat, a large earthen vat was placed in the yard, and white smoke was still rising, choking him to tears.

Bai Lu couldn't bear it, and waved him to come in to eat something, but Bai Jiang pushed the door in: "Mom, I'll do it, you should rest, you are not in good health."

There were several finger-thick steel pipes on the crock. Bai Jiang was impatient, squinting his eyes, tilting his head, and when he was putting the pork belly up one by one, an old and deep voice called out from inside: "Give it up!"

The old man threw the pine branch in his hand on the ground, slapped him on the back of his hand, and kicked his buttocks pretendingly: "I didn't even put the pine branch and grapefruit peel in it, smoked meat, no! If you can help, go to the house and enjoy the happiness, and make trouble."

The pine branches were evenly sprinkled inside, and the old man peeled a few grapefruits, and added grapefruit peels to enhance the fragrance.Immediately, thick smoke rose from the bottom of the tank, accompanied by the fragrance of rosin and sleeves.

The old man cautiously waved his hand, took a puff of cigarette, and nodded his head before Bai Jiang offered his hand, and the two worked together to set up the pork belly one by one.

Bacon is a traditional food in the village, and the smoked bacon can be preserved for one year under sealed conditions, and the flavor still remains.

When the old man went into the back room to wash his hands, Bai Jiang held a carton of milk and pushed it to him. The old man pushed it with his hand, ungrateful, and then he went to the bedroom to get a thermos cup to get hot water.

Bai Jiang was brought up by the old man since he was a child, and the old man knows all the virtues.

Just as the old man was going out, he kicked back, and the door closed by itself, blocking it, holding a carton of milk: "Happy New Year, old man."

The old man turned his head and pulled out a clothes hanger from the cabinet, no matter what 21 yanked at him, he scolded sullenly: "Why don't you take care of that young master of Xu's family, why do you come to a poor country like ours to condescend to you? Go, go, go! Get away, I don't care for these dirty foreign goods."

Bai Jiang knelt down suddenly, expressing his grief: "Grandson is guilty, hit me. If you don't feel relieved, then I won't be able to kneel down. It's also my new year's greetings to you!"

Hearing this, the old man pulled the clothes hanger harder, and beat him with hands and feet: "Get up! I'm really afraid of you."

The old man was relieved, and then he greeted him with a smile: "Grandpa, you're already old, why are you so angry with other people's 17-year-old baby! Besides, you are also Xu Shangwan's kind, so you can count as your grandson!"

As soon as the old man heard this, he was blown away, and his arms slapped with a slap: "I don't have the good fortune to recognize a grandson who comes out of such a golden nest, and my life is lost!"

The two exchanged pleasantries for about ten minutes, and Bai Jiang talked about it, and the old man finally untied the knot in his heart.

The old man has been on fire since the 29th of the twelfth lunar month. He and Bai Lu had countless fights about his precious grandson spending the New Year in Qin's house.

Baijiang has celebrated the New Year with the old man since he was a child. Although the family lost Xu Shangwan, they were able to celebrate a peaceful Spring Festival.

I didn't expect to go back more and more this year, and even lost my grandson.The old man was alone and helpless, and he had nothing to talk to a woman like Bai Lu, so he naturally held back his anger and didn't vent his anger.

Bai Jiang helped roll out the noodles. When the old man watched Bai Lu making dumplings, he saw the family reunion, and couldn't help but began to mumble again: "Aren't you working as a babysitter in someone else's house? I sell some soy milk fritters in the morning. If The money is not enough, at worst I set up a stall to sell pancakes at noon, the method is always someone's idea, Xiao Jiang has been suppressed everywhere in the Qin family, I don't think it's appropriate."

The air was silent.

The noodle maker and the dumpling maker paused for a moment before starting to perform their duties again.

Bai Lu's technique was very fast, as soon as the filling was delivered, pinched, and closed, a dumpling was wrapped, and she didn't listen to the old man's words at all.

With a "snap", the old man kicked the bench on the ground: "Don't pretend to be deaf and dumb! Speak!"

Bai Lu shivered, threw the dumpling onto the plate hard, and glared at the old man: "It's the same anyway, this matter is not negotiable!"

The old man rushed over to attack him, but Bai Jiang rushed over to hold him by the waist, the old man gritted his teeth angrily, the anger burned all his limbs, but he was not strong enough to do anything.

Bai Lu sat down on a chair, made dumplings calmly, and babbled endlessly: "Okay, if you want to increase the burden so much, I will settle the account for you. Even if you and I work hard to provide for your grandson Studying, can he go to the third middle school?

You are old and dim-witted and don't know a single word. Do you know how to write the four characters of educational resources?

With your grandson's grades, even if you and I are exhausted to death in Yucai, he still won't be able to pass the university entrance exam!Do you think I will feel comfortable as a mother if I send him to the Qin family? "

The old man yelled: "My grandson! I'm in pain, even if I can't pass the exam..."

"Do you support him?" Bai Lu threw the rolling pin in her hand, "How long can you support him? You are now in your seventies and eighties, and you have to rely on others to support you if you have any ailments. Your grandson will not be able to pass the university entrance examination. How does a diploma get mixed up in this society? Do you really plan to let him move couriers in Dou Jingzhe's courier company all the time, and go to the community to be a security guard for the rest of his life?"

The old man was speechless, holding Bai Jiang's arm tightly, as if regretting his inaction.

"Why did your son abandon his wife and son, he didn't even recognize your father, and went to the Qin family to be his son-in-law?"

Bai Lu sneered, "People go to high places, but water flows to low places! Who doesn't want their children to become dragons and phoenixes? If Xiao Jiang can be admitted to university, let me kneel on the ground and beg him, I won't bat an eyelid." !"

Tears overflowed from the eyes, and Bai Lu wiped the tears, then stretched the dough to make dumplings, muttering to herself: "Who can't say big things?"

The old man froze on the spot, and after a while, Bai Jiang let go of his hand, and then walked away from the kitchen without saying a word.

After all, the whole family happily made dumplings on New Year’s Day. No one expected that it would end in this way.

At noon, firecrackers were crackling outside, but in the lobby there was only the crisp sound of chopsticks and bowls colliding, and no one spoke.

Bai Jiang originally wanted to start a conversation and make a few jokes, but ended in silence.

After eating the dumplings, Bai Lu served her son a bowl of chicken soup. The old man happily reached out to pick it up, but when he thought of his grandson, he stopped beating him.

"How are you getting along with Xiaoqin?" Bai Lu saw the old man's hand shaking the soup, the soup spilled all over the table, took the spoon away, and helped him to serve it up.

"It's okay..." When Bai Jiang drank the soup, he was stunned for a moment, and searched his brains to find a word to deal with.

"That's fine!" Bai Lu raised her eyes and said with burning eyes, "You have to get along well with him and let him do everything. It's not because you live in his house that you have to lower your eyebrows and be pleasing to the eye. If I remember correctly, he is more than You are one year younger, you are not allowed to bully others."

The chicken soup in the old man's hand suddenly became stale, and he slammed it on the table with a "bang".Accepting Bai Lu's slap in the face, she quickly hugged the bowl, buried her head in the bowl and carefully drank the soup.

This year, Bai Jiang was not living comfortably. Every once in a while, his mother and grandfather would quarrel with each other because of a trivial matter, and instantly turned their faces and refused to recognize anyone.

But it didn't take long for the two of them to switch to the image of a loving mother and kind face to greet them with a smile.

Unable to parry.

He and Qin Yang took fifteen days off, saying that they would go to school the next day when they returned home in the evening of Yuanxiao, so he could stay at home properly during this time.

As soon as Bai Jiang arrived in his hometown, he completely let himself go. After the second day of the Lunar New Year, he went door to door with his grandfather to pay New Year's greetings, with a bunch of candies and melon seeds in his pocket.

The people in the village are enthusiastic, and they are all neighbors in the neighborhood. When they are free, they cross the streets and alleys, and they don’t see each other when they look up. Is he doing well?" Then the following words are usually answered in the same way: "I don't see you in the past few months. I have gained weight and even my skin has turned white."

The old man was so angry that he slapped his face on the spot. How could his grandson get someone else to criticize him?

Young people who worked abroad during the Chinese New Year returned to their hometowns. When they were free, Bai Jiang would also find childhood friends to catch up.

When a few friends got together, the topic gradually changed from the games they used to talk about to work and raising a family.

"The factories in Guangzhou and Foshan work more than ten hours a day, with two shifts day and night, and the machines run so fast that you can't stop your hands.

Every day when I go home, I am so tired that my bones are falling apart. It is not a job done by human beings. The wages are so fucking low. If you don’t work overtime, you can rely on that little salary, and you can’t support yourself! "

"Anyway, I can get thousands of yuan a month. Like me, I open a small shop in the village to buy some drinks and snacks. The whole family has to support the whole family. You don't know that milk powder is very expensive for children nowadays. , I heard that people in the city like to drink goat milk."

As soon as someone questioned him, he immediately raised his neck to retort, "There is no way, my family is weak, the old hens are stewed one by one, they don't produce milk, they don't drink milk powder, and the child is so hungry that he can't sleep at night. ah!"

Bai Jiang could only nod his head and smile apologetically, he didn't know when, he had no more common topics with his childhood playmates.At the age when I was still studying, they had already married and worked.

In the city, 18-year-old children are fighting for the college entrance examination and hitting the university.But for them, the university is like a dragon gate that can only be looked up to forever, and the children in the village are not even a koi that wants to cross the dragon gate.

The moonlight outside the window was like water. After taking a shower, Bai Jiang sat under the desk lamp and started his winter vacation homework. When he mustered up the courage to write quickly, he was still stunned by a series of clueless questions.

Less than a week before school starts, the test papers have written the few pieces that the young master taught him at home, and he is almost depressed.He could only stare at the swaying tree shadows outside the window in a daze.

The phone vibrated and took his soul back.

【Scutellaria: My cousin is going to battle with you, the phone call is coming soon, so prepare yourself. 】

Bai Jiang was taken aback, what are you going to do?

Wang Zijie received a call from WeChat, and answered without thinking.

Over there, the voice of the little young master’s cousin blasted into his ears like thunder, and the eardrums were about to rupture: “Are you a fucking brother? Bishuiwan’s three-way marriage was cut off so soon, right? Even my cousin They are all going to be robbed, why are you at ease? Huh?"

Bai Jiang was stunned: "What?"

Wang Zijie gritted his teeth: "Don't pretend to be a grandson! Xu Ziqin told me that you threatened him to sit at the same table with you! Are you human? My cousin is so cute and innocent, yet you threatened him!"

Did the young master say it all?

Bai Jiang thought about threatening Xu Ziqin with his panties that day, and asked awkwardly, "He...how did he tell you?"

"What else can I say, if you bully him, you will definitely threaten him with force!" Wang Zijie said solemnly, "I know you were also frightened by Da Ya's sudden home visit, and I can understand if you want to avenge your shame. But I Cousin is timid, how can you solve it with violence? We can compete fairly, right?"

Bai Jiang choked back his laughter, as expected, the young master had a lot of face, and he definitely didn't want to tell his cousin about such things.

He cleared his throat, pretending to be calm: "He really told you that?"

"Ang." Wang Zijie whispered into the receiver, "That blinking eye, it hurts me so much. You are also his brother, we are of the same generation, I am not willing to bully him."

"Okay, I see." Bai Jiang turned off his phone, turned around and made a video call to Xu Ziqin.

The young master has a very good face, so he wants to see if the young master's acting skills, which can be called the best actor in the Oscars, can stand up in front of him.

After the bell rang for about half a minute, the young master's big face appeared on the screen. When he moved his face back, he saw a cantaloupe on the table with a spoon inserted into the fruit.Xu Ziqin leaned on the back chair with her stomach outstretched, facing the camera.

He spoke in a tone of voice: "Your family's sour grapefruit, whether you like it or not, I don't ask you."

Bai Jiang deliberately teased him: "Isn't school starting soon? I originally wanted to bring you a few, but you know that grapefruits are big and heavy. My backpack is quite tired. Since If you don't want it, then I won't take it either. It just so happens that you don't care about it, and I feel comfortable."

The young master changed his face in the Sichuan opera in front of him. He was smiling when he was eating cantaloupe, but in an instant he had a bitter and bitter look on his face, and said, "If you don't take it, you don't take it, as if I really want to eat it. I will let me eat the grapefruit tomorrow." Cousin bought me a box, and I’ll show you how to eat it live.”

"That's fine." Bai Jiang went down the donkey, "I'll send a message to your cousin and ask him to buy it for you."

Xu Ziqin originally pretended to be downplaying, but finally couldn't help it, and turned his head to the camera.

"Don't go! If you go..." Lifting the phone, he pointed at the sheets and quilt on the top bunk, "I'll throw all these things away for you. If my mother sees it, I'll buy you a new one." Yes. If I can't beat you, I'll spend money to anger you, my young master has money."

"Xu Ziqin." Bai Jiang didn't understand the young master's operation, "You told your cousin that I bullied you, when did I bully you? I think you probably provoked your cousin's phone call, right? Why don't you want to sit at the same table with me?"

"I don't want to." The young master slapped his hands with a cold-blooded and heartless face.

"That's fine..." Bai Jiang nodded, "You said this, anyway, we are the only ones sleeping in the room, if you have anything to say, wait for me to go back and let's... say it face to face!"

He deliberately emphasized the three words "in person", and Xu Ziqin's mind flashed: "Are you threatening me?"

"I didn't!" Bai Jiang pretended to be calm, "It's just that there was something unfinished that day. Anyway, you are too embarrassed to tell your cousin that we can make it up when I go back, right?"

"Brother..." Xu Ziqin changed his face in seconds, and said with a smile, "You know, I want to sit at the same table with you in my dreams at night. My cousin's brain is not good. How many times have I taught him? The last one, you A malleable talent, the Chosen One."

Xu Ziqin had a flattering smile on his face, and he had long wanted to kill someone to silence him.

asshole……

Threatening me again?

"He's the chosen one so soon, that's fine. There are a few questions that the chosen one can't do. My dear deskmate can teach me."

Bai Jiang spread out the five test papers one by one in front of him, making the young master's heart thump.

Is this just a few questions from the mouth of the scumbag?

"Can I take a break?" The young master thought of retreating, but when he thought about the bastard keeping a pile of test papers in case he didn't write a question when he got home the day before school started, then it wasn't me who was being persecuted?

So there was another second face change in front of him, "I suddenly feel refreshed, let's start!"

"OK!" Bai Jiang readily agreed.

"I only talk about each question once. If I don't understand, I listen to the recording repeatedly. I have a bad temper. If you piss me off, even if you want to pick me up, I won't say it a second time. Do you understand? ?” The other side lowered their heads and sorted out the test papers, but there was no response at all.

Xu Ziqin: ...

Xu Ziqin raised his voice loudly: "Will I talk to you?"

Only then did Bai Jiang nod submissively, and the two looked at each other, falling into a sea of ​​questions.

The moonlight projected outside the window scattered on the black hair, like snowdrops.

At three o'clock in the morning, when Xu Ziqin was lecturing on the topic, he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, tilted his head, and fell asleep.

When Bai Jiang, who lowered his head to solve the problem, raised his eyes to look at the screen, the face of Xu Ziqin, who squinted and muttered with a small mouth, was imprinted in his mind unexpectedly, and his heart suddenly thumped, as if he had been hit by something.Across the screen, rubbing his hair, revealing a slight smile.

You are 17 years old, so nice.