street people

It was almost noon when Sun Yanshi woke up the next day.He stared blankly at the ceiling with his eyes open, and it took him a long time to remember that he picked up two children yesterday, so he quickly turned over and got up.

After washing up in a hurry and going downstairs, Sun Yanshi heard Lang Song's speech in a word when he was still in the courtyard, which sounded a bit strange.He walked into the store in a daze, and saw Lang Song and Lang Yue sitting facing each other on a low stool.

Langyue's little hand opened, and the position of the tiger's mouth rested on Langsong's Adam's apple. Langsong said "uuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Langyue raised her small mouth to make an "O" shape. Sun Yanshi, who came out from the middle of the shelf, hurried to hug Sun Yanshi's thigh.

Sun Yanshi pinched Langyue's ball head, and while taking water from the freezer, he asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'm teaching Yueyue to speak." Lang Song explained, he glanced at the water in Sun Yanshi's hand, "There are soy milk and milk in the kitchen, as well as hot water."

After a pause in his hands, Sun Yanshi put the unopened water into the refrigerator again. He squatted beside Langyue and asked with great interest, "How did you teach it? I'll learn too."

Lang Song swallowed his Adam's apple, held Sun Yanshi's wrist, and asked him to put his mouth on his Adam's apple like Lang Yue did, and said, "Like this, let her feel the vibration frequency of her vocal cords, and then pronounce it accordingly. "

Without any mental preparation, the slightly rough tiger's mouth touched Lang Song's hot skin and protruding Adam's apple, Sun Yanshi's heart jumped suddenly, and he endured it so as not to lose his composure on the spot.He withdrew his hand uncomfortably, his eyes quickly glanced over Lang Song's throbbing Adam's apple, and replied, "So that's how it is..."

Lang Song nodded slightly. In fact, without a cochlear implant, this method has little effect. After continuous practice, Lang Yue can barely speak a few words vaguely, but this is the only thing he can do for Lang Song so far. Moon did it.

Seeing that Sun Yanshi had stood up, Lang Song didn't seem to really want to learn, so he didn't say anything, and quietly winked at Langyue.

Langyue received the "signal", raised her hand to hold Sun Yanshi's index finger, and shook it lightly.

Sun Yanshi came back to his senses, lowered his head to look at her, wrinkled his nose at her, and asked word by word: "Why—what—?"

Langyue raised her head, rolled her big eyes, and called out sweetly, "Dad, dad, dad."

Before yesterday he was still "Dad", but today he became "Yan Dad". Sun Yanshi knew that Lang Song should have told Lang Yue the result of the appraisal.I don't know if the little kid can understand, but at least she doesn't look sad.

This father's call made Sun Yanshi's eyes heat up, he bent down and hugged Langyue, and gave a "huh" forcefully.

Compared with "Dad", the sound of "Dad" made him feel more at ease.

Lang Song on the side also bent his mouth and said, "Brother Yan, I'll get you breakfast."

Sun Yanshi looked at him and teased, "Yueyue calls me Papa, shouldn't you call me Uncle?"

Lang Song scratched his burning ears and said in a low voice, "It's not suitable." After speaking, he went to the kitchen without waiting for Sun Yanshi's response.

For breakfast, there are pumpkin millet porridge, boiled eggs, and steamed buns.Lang Song put the plate in front of Sun Yanshi, and said, "The time in the morning is too short to make my own buns, so the steamed buns are quick-frozen buns, and I will make my own buns in the future."

With a mouthful of three delicacies buns in his mouth, Sun Yanshi said in astonishment, "You know how to make buns?"

Lang Song nodded: "My mother used to sell breakfast. I made buns and siu mai by myself. I learned from her."

Sun Yanshi swallowed the buns in his mouth with difficulty, and couldn't help giving a thumbs up.

Lang Song pointed to the notebook on the counter and said, "There are a lot of people shopping in the morning, and I wrote down every transaction. I marked √ for those who paid cash, and the cash was put in the notebook..."

Sun Yanshi didn't even look at it, shook out the money, threw the notebook into the drawer, and interrupted Lang Song: "Don't be so careful, you can collect whatever you want in the future. That's right," he fumbled for a stack from his pocket. The red ticket came out and handed to Lang Song, "You take the food expenses first."

Lang Song counted, and if he had 1000 yuan, he would have to take out 1000 yuan, but...

He wondered: "If you just cook home-cooked food, you won't spend that much in a month."

"One month? I gave half a month's food expenses." Sun Yanshi had no idea. He had bought vegetables twice and spent more than 100 each time, so he thought it would cost at least [-] a month, but After Lang Song said this, he also realized that he bought more expensive shrimp, meat and other dishes twice, and the portions were also large. A normal family would not eat like this every day and buy so much.

Lang Song shook his head: "Only the three of us can't spend 2000 yuan a month."

"It doesn't need to be so much..." Sun Yanzhi muttered, "Then I will give you one thousand a month, you can keep it first, and you can return it to me if there is any leftover at the end of the year."

Lang Song pursed his lips, said nothing, and nodded obediently.

It’s been a long time since I had such a normal breakfast. Sun Yanshi drank a bowl of porridge, ate two eggs and two steamed buns. The last steamed stuffed bun couldn’t be swallowed anymore, so he threw it in the bowl of soybeans. Two bites and it's gone.

Lang Song went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and Lang Yue stood on the low stool next to Sun Yanshi.She is wearing a lavender dress today, paired with a pair of white lace socks, and wearing white leather shoes on her feet. If she is carried out like this, the old men and women in the nearby park will definitely catch her and say "whose family is this?" Baby, it's really good to raise her", who can tell that she actually only has one older brother to take care of her.On the other hand, Lang Song always wore two or three T-shirts with deformed necklines.

Sun Yanshi touched Langyue's head and sighed: "Your brother is really kind to you. When you grow up, you should treat your brother better."

Langyue raised her head, completely unaware of what Sun Yanshi said, she just smiled sweetly, as if silently responding to Sun Yanshi.

One big and one small were lying on the counter and playing with each other. Lang Yue was serious about drawing picture books, but suddenly she jumped off the stool, put on her shoes and ran out of the counter.

Unconscious, Sun Yan followed up, and found that Lang Yue was looking for her brother, while Lang Song was squatting in front of the shelf by the back door at some point, sorting out the items on the shelf.

"Why are you here?" Sun Yanshi walked to Lang Song and asked.

It was only when Lang Song realized that Sun Yanshi was behind him, he turned around and replied, "I see some things are dusty, and I want to clean them up."

Sun Yanshi glanced at it, only to see that the top two rows had been tidied up, the shelves were spotless, all the goods had been wiped clean, and they were neatly arranged, and they couldn't be tidied up in a short time.

"This..." Sun Yanshi felt a little embarrassed, "When did you clean it up?"

While continuing to tidy up, Lang Song replied, "I made it in the morning. If you have time, take care of it. Your store is small, so it can be cleaned up soon."

Sun Yanshi was very upset. He realized that this was not Lang Song's simple diligence, but the self-consciousness of a 19-year-old boy who was dependent on others.

Thinking back to my 19-year-old, what are you doing?At that time, he had just entered university, his family conditions were not bad, his parents gave him enough living expenses, he played games with his classmates all night in the dormitory, went to the snack street to eat barbecue, and traveled to other places. Take on the burdens of life.In fact, even after he started working, he has been going smoothly and has not suffered any hardships.

"What's the matter?" Seeing Sun Yanshi's gloomy face and not speaking, Lang Song asked uneasily.

Sun Yanshi came back to his senses, and replied with a smile: "It's nothing."

His eyes remained on the spotless shelves, and he recalled the last time he wiped the shelves, as if it was a symbolic cleaning during the Chinese New Year.

Although he has been guarding the small shop left by his parents for the past two years, in fact he has not taken care of it carefully, and has been running the shop with the mentality of being a monk for a day.

Occasionally, regular customers would chatter when they came to buy things: "This thing is dusty and you don't clean it, you are not as diligent as your parents."

Seeing such a clean shelf at this moment, Sun Yanshi feels guilty. His parents are hard-working people. Before, the house was tidy and tidy. How could he spoil it like this?

"I'll come too." With an inexplicable drive in his body, Sun Yanshi squatted next to Lang Song and started to work too.