street people

The next day, Sun Yanshi was awakened by the vibration of the mobile phone. He closed his eyes and groped for a long time and finally found the mobile phone on the bed. ah?"

"What time is it, are you still sleeping?" Zheng Ye's voice rang on the other end of the phone.

Sun Yanzhi regained consciousness a bit, and asked hoarsely, "Zheng, what's the matter?"

"The thing you asked me to help last time is done." Zheng Ye replied.

Sun Yanshi rubbed his eyes and was stunned for two seconds before he remembered what was going on.Zheng Ye's uncle works in the Education Bureau, and he was thinking about Lang Yue's going to kindergarten. The last time Zheng Ye came to eat, he mentioned it and asked Zheng Ye if he could help.

"Ah, this matter." Sun Yanshi immediately sat up, "Is it done?"

"No problem." Zheng Ye said proudly, "Just bring your household registration book and health and epidemic prevention certificate to sign up."

"All right, all right," Sun Yanshi nodded hastily, "Thank you, and thank uncle for me."

"I will bring your thanks," Zheng Ye said dissatisfied, "but you have to treat me to a meal."

"Can I miss your meal?" Sun Yanzhi scolded with a smile, "Come to my place someday when you are free, and Lang Song will definitely cook you a big meal to thank you."

Sun Yanshi was eager to share the good news with Lang Song, so he got up quickly.When he was brushing his teeth in the bathroom, he suddenly remembered what happened to him this morning, and almost stabbed the toothbrush in his throat in shame and indignation.

The mood that was originally soaring suddenly plummeted, it was so fucking embarrassing!

In fact, he himself didn't know why he had to say some irrelevant things to Lang Song in the middle of the night. Maybe it was the dead of night that made people suddenly have a desire to talk, or maybe it was a rebellious mentality. When he was busy, he would try to change the topic, but when Lang Song, who had no desire to explore, stood in front of him, he suddenly had the idea of ​​​​confiding.

Recalling his appearance of moaning without illness, Sun Yanshi almost couldn't catch his breath. He rubbed his face with both hands in despair, and splashed cold water on his face several times in the bathroom, until the hotness on his cheeks subsided.

He stood there for a while, and waited until his emotions calmed down before he wiped his face and went back to the room.Just now I was thinking about something and didn't feel that there was anything wrong. After sitting slumped in the chair for a while, the feeling of being bitten by ants and insects came up immediately, and the withdrawal reaction came again.

Sun Yanshi curled up his limbs uncomfortably, trying to restrain his heavy breathing, his hands clenched tightly on the handle of the chair, his fingertips turned white, but these gnashing of teeth were of no avail, and soon his limbs began to lose control Trembling, even gradually losing strength.

Sun Yanzhi took a deep breath, and didn't insist on pointless resistance, which would only make him embarrassed and make an ugly compromise with alcohol again.He bent down and opened the drawer of the bedside table, and there was a half-drunk bottle of Erguotou inside.

He doesn't care about occasions and times when he drinks, and he just takes a sip when he thinks about it, so there is wine in the room for a long time, but he doesn't like the smell of alcohol in the room. Although it is in the room, he seldom takes it out.

Since the brothers and sisters of the Lang family moved in, he still felt a little uncomfortable, and he was afraid of teaching the children badly. Even if he poured the wine into mineral water as a disguise, he still tried to avoid letting Lang Yue smell the wine, so recently Often drink in the room.

Sun Yanshi took out the wine, unscrewed the bottle cap and was about to stuff it into his mouth when he suddenly stopped.He hesitated for a moment, turned over the cap of the wine bottle on the bedside table, then tipped the bottle and poured the wine into the cap.

His hands were shaking so badly that he poured most of the bottle cap outside. He picked up the bottle cap, stuck it to his lips and drank it with his head raised.After sitting in a daze for a while, he poured another bottle cap and drank it, then screwed on the cap decisively, threw the bottle into the drawer, stretched out his foot and kicked the drawer hard, and went downstairs.

Pushing open the door and entering the store, Sun Yanshi was stunned for a moment, the store was dark and quiet, the rolling door was not open, the air conditioner was not on, and Lang Song and Lang Yue were not there.

went out?

He looked up at the wall clock on the wall, it was 11:25 in the morning, Lang Song should be working outside at this time, Lang Yue followed, right?

Throwing the phone back into his pocket, Sun Yanshi ripped through his hair in despondency.The day before Lang Song officially launched the stall, he vowed to let him leave the stall with peace of mind, and Lang Yue would be taken care of by him.As a result, he went to the hospital with stomach bleeding the next day, and Lang Song had to take care of him instead.

Just as he was pursing his lips and wondering if he should call Lang Song and ask him where he was, there was a soft "click" sound from the rolling door, which was the sound of turning the key to open the door, and then there was a "crash", The rolling door was pushed open, and dust was flying in mid-air.

As the sun poured in, Sun Yanshi narrowed his eyes reflexively, and blocked his eyes with his hands.It took him two seconds to get used to the bright light, and when he put down his hands, he saw Langyue running towards him with open arms, hugging his legs.

Lang Song, who entered the door behind, saw Sun Yanshi standing in the middle of the shelf, and asked in a daze, "Brother, why don't you open the door?"

"I just came in from the courtyard." Sun Yanshi lowered his eyes and cleared his throat in response. He wanted to hug Langyue, but when he bent down and realized that he couldn't do it, he just stroked Langyue's hair while Holding her hand, he asked Lang Song, "Where did you go? Did you work part-time?"

"No," Lang Song wiped his deformed T-shirt collar on his face, wiping off the fine beads of sweat, "I went to a special school." After a pause, he asked again, "I'm with you There is a post-it note on the door, haven't you seen that there is porridge stewed for you in the electric cooker, have you eaten it?"

"Go to a special school?" Sun Yanshi grasped the point, "Why do you go there?"

After asking, he realized that it should be that the private kindergarten refused to accept Lang Yue, and Lang Song had to consider sending her to a special school.

Sure enough, Lang Song replied: "Kindergarten will start in two days, we can't delay it any longer."

He continued to pull up his T-shirt to wipe his sweat, hiding a little frustration from the corner of his mouth.

Sun Yanshi has been living his life without knowing what eve it is. After Lang Song said this, he realized that it will be September soon. He let out a thoughtful "Hmm", and his eyes could not help but fall on Lang Song, who was sweating. Bead's chin.

Lang Song is a meticulous and clean person, but some habitual movements are very rough, such as pulling his clothes to wipe his sweat at the moment.This habitual action should be developed in the wholesale market for a long time. In that environment, people cannot be refined.

Sun Yanshi took a few tissues from the tissue box on the counter and handed them over: "I have narrow eyesight, and you may not even see it when you are in front of me. You can directly come into my room and tell me in the future, or you can send me a text message on your phone." Give me the message, no post-it notes."

"Okay." Lang Song took the tissue with a faint smile, "Then you drink a bowl of porridge to fill your belly, and I'll cook right away."

"Don't go." Sun Yanshi said, "Eat takeaway at noon."

Lang Song looked at the time, and it was indeed a bit late: "All right, let me have some, what do you want to eat."

"Just look at it." Sun Yanshi led Langyue into the counter, and took out a newly bought puzzle from the drawer for Langyue to play with.After Lang Song finished ordering food and put away his phone, he told Lang Song that he entrusted Zheng Ye to contact the kindergarten.

"Really?" Lang Song leaned over the counter excitedly, as if he was afraid that he heard it wrong, he leaned forward and leaned forward in front of Sun Yanshi, "Brother Yan, is it true?"

Sun Yanshi was amused by Lang Song's appearance. In fact, he was quite afraid that Lang Song, an independent personality, would not accept this favor. After all, he would not even accept the help of Huaqiang, the people's police, but judging from Lang Song's reaction at the moment Look, it should be quite happy.

"Really, just bring your household registration booklet and health and epidemic prevention certificate to sign up." Sun Yanshi smiled and said, "Zheng Ye can help, he said he asked you to treat him to a meal."

"Okay, okay, when will Brother Zheng come over?" Lang Song agreed, and grabbed Sun Yanshi's hand again, "Brother Yan, thank you!"

Sun Yanshi's fingertips twitched uncomfortably as his slightly cool and dry hands were clenched in hot, wet palms. He wanted to pull them out, but he couldn't hold back Lang Song's strength, so he had to let go.

Langyue didn't know why, but when she saw her brother smiling happily, she no longer slouched, she climbed onto Sun Yanshi's lap and hugged him around his neck, happily together.

Langyue loves to smile, her smile is brighter than the sun, but it is the first time for Sun Yanshi to see Lang Song smiling so heartily, and the corners of her mouth can't help curling up.

Sun Yanshi was actually very embarrassed when he said so many inexplicable things in front of Lang Song last night. From the time he came downstairs to now, he dared not look into Lang Song's eyes, feeling ashamed and flustered.

Lang Song was very generous, he did what he usually does today, as if what happened last night never happened.A child can be so generous, Sun Yanshi felt that it would be too hypocritical for him to be twitchy.

After Lang Song's excitement faded away, Sun Yanshi withdrew his sweaty hands and called Zheng Ye. Zheng Ye asked Lang Song to prepare the registration documents and other items and go directly.

Not long after, the delivery boy came in with the meal.

Lang Song spread out the small dining table, opened the lunch boxes one by one, and then greeted the two of them for dinner.

Sun Yanshi walked out of the counter with Langyue in his arms, and muttered after seeing the food on the table: "It's porridge again."

He didn't mean to complain, but he has a strong taste. He has been drinking porridge since yesterday, and the bird is almost fading out of his mouth.And because of him, the two growing children also had to eat porridge.

Lang Song smiled: "Brother, I ordered mushroom and vegetable porridge for you, and I also ordered an extra steamed dumpling and beef pie."

Sun Yanshi always felt that Lang Song was coaxing a child, but he couldn't bear the temptation of the beef pie, swallowed the saliva secreted from his mouth, and sat down obediently.

Lang Song broke away the disposable chopsticks and wanted to pass them to Sun Yanshi. His eyes swept over the trembling right hand of the other party. After a pause, he directly picked up a steamed dumpling and put it on Sun Yanshi's spoon, saying: "Three fresh stuffing, very delicious."

Sun Yanshi was startled, and wanted to say something, but Lang Song had already withdrawn his hand, and put another steamed dumpling into Lang Yue's bowl.

The three of them ate in silence around the small dining table. Sun Yanshi felt a lot better after drinking half of a bowl of hot porridge.He raised his eyes to look at Lang Song and lowered his eyes again. After going back and forth two or three times, he finally couldn't help asking a question that he wanted to ask a long time ago.

"Why don't you ask Uncle Qiang to help you find a kindergarten, he can help you."

After two seconds of dead silence, Lang Song swallowed the food in his mouth and replied: "Uncle Hua is very busy." After hesitating for a while, he said, "Uncle Hua always runs out, and Aunt Hua will quarrel with him."

Lang Song lowered his eyes and couldn't help but think of an event that happened a few months ago.

During his father's death, Hua Qiang helped him a lot like an uncle.

After going through the funeral and school suspension procedures, he sorted out some of his textbooks and tutoring materials. Because he learned that Huaqiang had a son who was only one year younger than him, he thought it might be useful, so he bought some gifts and went to Huaqiang. Thank you for your care during this time.

He had just walked to Huaqiang's house that day, and it happened that there was a quarrel in the house, which could be heard clearly through the closed door.Huaqiang's wife sternly accused Huaqiang, saying that he took care of other people's sons as his own sons and ignored his own son.After listening for a while, he left quietly.

Although he refused Huaqiang's help many times since then, Huaqiang was still worried about their siblings and visited them frequently. He didn't want to affect Huaqiang's family harmony, so he had to move.

Lang Song put it mildly, but Sun Yanshi could guess what was going on.He took a bite of the beef pie, chewed it, swallowed it, and said: "You don't have to be afraid of me, even though you pay to rent here, but you call me brother, I have to look like brother If there is any problem that can't be solved, just speak up and let's find a solution together." Thinking of Lang Song accompanying him in and out of the hospital, he said, "Let's help each other, and I'll tell you if I have something to do."

These words were sensational, and Sun Yanshi was actually a little embarrassed. He held the porridge bowl in front of him and pressed it to his lips, concealing the stiff corners of his mouth.

"Okay." Lang Song responded, and repeated thoughtfully, "Help each other."