God of danger

Before the junior year, the cram school for the third grade of junior high school was also on holiday.

Guan Min was still at school at home, sleeping until he woke up naturally in the morning, lying on the table in the room doing test papers in the afternoon, so hard that he compared Guan Jie to a trash student.

Guan Jie missed his childhood more and more. At that time, Guan Min used to hold a doll to braid her hair all day long, and Li Aili rarely talked about seeing your sister and then you.

Guan Min was at home these few days, and she kept asking him to learn from his sister. Guan Jie couldn't learn, so she argued plausibly: "Lu Rongxing is a year older than me. It’s not time to study.”

Li Aili said "How can you compare with him?" came to his lips, and then held back sadly.

In her opinion, there is really no comparison between their family and the next door. She and Guan Kuan counted up to three generations. The relatives who are closer by blood are farmers, and the relatives who are a little richer are tacitly understood by everyone and have long since disappeared. Contacted.

Therefore, the only way out for the Guan Jie siblings is to study. If they can't read well, they can only become people like her, working hard all their lives in dusty factories and yellow land.

But Lu Rongxing is different. He will be reincarnated and born into a good family. If he doesn't read well, the only way out is to take over Lu Jianxin's small business, not to mention Wang Yang's family. There are officials here, so it is not a problem to find him a solid job.

Li Aili has been soaked in human relationships for half her life, and she knows everything in her heart, knowing that Guan Jie and Lu Rongxing have different starting points.

But Guan Jie's heart is probably filled with air, he doesn't even know how to avoid suspicion, Li Aili sighed, but at the same time hoped that he would always be this big, even talking to a turtle while feeding it by the pool.

Guan Jie wanted to say it, but the tortoise had hibernated, and was so foolish as to let him go. It wouldn't even hide from the cold wave. It was frozen into a "specimen" that didn't even retract its tail and limbs in the ice.

Guan Jie found it in the pool for the first time after the frost. He thought it was dead. He boiled a pot of hot water and prepared to pour ice on it. Burn to death.

But every day he squatted on the pool and brushed his teeth. It was not very comfortable to look down and see the turtle, so he got a basin of warm water and slowly melted the ice. Under the wall of the firewood house that is close to the stove, half of the straw was placed inside like raising chickens.

Li Aili smiled at Guan Kuan, saying that your son doesn't read very well, but he puts all his effort into raising a little thing, and he might be able to open a chicken farm in the future.

On the 26th of the twelfth lunar month, every household began to clean up and put up Spring Festival couplets. Li Aili mopped the floor in the house, tied the broom on a bamboo pole, and asked Guan Jie to hold it to sweep cobwebs in every corner of the house.

But he dragged the broom that was four times his length, ran to the bench outside the house, and blindly poked it into the cracks in the tiles, and the badmintons on the roof came down one after another. Guan Jie counted five of them, all of them He fought Lu Rongxing this year.

Wang Yang saw that he was so diligent, so he immediately prepared a rag and a bucket, and prepared to arrange for the lazy Lu Rongxing. Who knew that these two poor kids would play badminton together after a while.

Children in other families also cannot escape the most glorious fate of labor.

Wu Yimin's father is lazy, and there is no one in sight every day at three poles. His grandma caught him coming out of the vegetable market with two large bundles of green onions in her hand. Immediately, his blood pressure soared and his temper was good. Angrily, he went to his house to scold his father.

Two blocks away, Zhang Yiye looked more like a young master than Lu Rongxing. He didn't do any housework, so his father Zhang Conglin had to send him to go shopping. So Zhang Yiye spends half a day on the wrong road.

He came and went on the road, and he always heard the neighbors talking about him, which gave Zhang Yiye a premonition that this year might not be a good one.

They will be reunited in a few days, and the factory where his mother works is also on holiday, but she hasn't come back yet. Zhang Yiye heard the neighbor's aunt say that she is going to run away with the man who works.

Everyone probably sympathized with him, and the discussions were all in secret, but Zhang Yiye not only heard it, but didn't really care.

Parents are at odds. As a member of the family, his feelings are clearer than all outsiders who are proficient in the news of his family. Those two people don’t see each other for 340 days a year. Communication is minimal.

Ever since Zhang Yiye could remember, he couldn't feel the relationship between them, and he didn't like the atmosphere where they were in the same room. It was so cold that he wanted to avoid it when he saw it, and didn't want to join in.

He didn't know what the lord was thinking, but Zhang Yiye only knew that when he faced these two faces full of hostility and indifference but didn't know it, he felt panic at first, but now he became impatient.

Neighbors always persuaded the two of them to separate, saying that if the child is too old or too young, he will be broken if he leaves this home. Can he still call him a home?What do you make your child think?

But Zhang Yiye had thought about this issue a long time ago, he wanted to leave if he couldn't go on, he didn't care.

Although they are parents and children under the same name, they are different from Lu Rongxing's parents, and I am also different from Lu Rongxing. Everyone is different.It's not that children with discord in families all over the world want to forcibly retain a so-called complete family that is clearly broken, but is forcibly pasted with tape.

There must be children who are sensitive and want original parents, but Zhang Yiye is not.

He was very annoyed by the false appearances that were deliberately made for him, and he didn't feel how uneasy he was when his mother was away. He was fine, had enough food and clothing, and had good brothers. He could find a lot of fun every day.

It's not a problem for Zhang Yiye, he just follows his father, because his father is richer, and the burden of raising him is lighter than that of his mother. If the two want to start a new family, he welcomes it as long as they are harmonious.

It's just that Zhang Yiye has no experience of talking seriously with his parents, so he has been unable to talk about it.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, but there are only three stages of dry men in the family, the old, the middle and the young. The sanitary situation is smoky, and I usually don't dislike it, but when there are guests at home during the Spring Festival, it means that we have to get rid of the old and welcome the new.

The old man struggled to climb the stairs and was unable to participate in labor. Zhang Conglin had to take a break and came back to take charge of the overall situation. He took care of all the work that his son did not do. Dust the corners.

The aunts on the street are always laughing, saying that apart from doing their own work, the old men can't stop picking up straw when they get home, but do men really keep pinching?They just never pinch because someone else always does.

Zhang Conglin used to think that it was easy and leisurely for his wife to bring a baby and cook three meals when his wife was at home, but this Spring Festival he had to take over her work, only to find that everything was not that simple.

The housework is so trivial and endless that he wants to go back to work every minute, but he can't go back, otherwise he won't be able to pass this year.

The photo album is usually an important part of the dusting work. Zhang Conglin wiped from the door panel to the dressing table. The moment he picked up the photo album to wipe the dust, his anxiety caused by housework suddenly cooled down.

A desolation exploded in his body, forcing him to feel that he was a failure in this emotional sinking.

In middle age, the job cannot be promoted, and the family is also broken. Zhang Conglin vaguely thinks of the day when he married his wife, and he seems to be very happy. What caused the current situation?

Zhang Conglin intends to think about himself, but he is shocked to find that his memory is blank. He can hardly recall any warm memories about his family. He is always on standby and leaves in the middle of various family affairs. The father is responsible for the police, so his wife left him.

But the families of the colleagues in the team are all living happily, so the problem probably really lies with him.

Time has given enough leeway to hurt and separate. As for the invisible green hat on his head, Zhang Conglin was fierce from the beginning, saying that he would kill that dog with one shot. indifferent.

At this moment the living room was empty, frustration and loneliness made him miss the past very much, Zhang Conglin involuntarily put down the rag, sat on the sofa and looked through old photos.

In the pocket of the first one is a centenary photo of Yiye. The early photos had no plastic film, some faded and faded, but the charm of the photo is still there. At that time, Zhang Yiye was yellow and thin, with a little expression They are not pleasing, staring at the camera coldly and displeased, like a big brother in the underworld.

Fortunately, he is very cheerful now, smiling every day, Zhang Conglin smiled desolately, and suddenly felt that time passed so fast, his son was as high as his neck.

He turned and sighed, with mixed feelings in his heart, thinking that if it weren't for these photos, he would definitely forget these inconspicuous and ordinary moments.

Before he knew it, the album was exhausted, and Zhang Conglin turned over the last page, thinking that he should have taken more photos if he knew it earlier, and then he cast his eyes on the one that had just been revealed.

Zhang Yiye was chewing candy, and when he stepped onto the last step on the second floor, he was carrying two bags of candy, one bag was hard candy and soft candy, which were much cheaper, for entertaining guests, and the other bag was full of sweets. It's the big white rabbit who beat his own teeth for sacrifice.

Then the rest of the money was all blacked out. Being rich makes people happy. Zhang Yiye leisurely tossed the bag around, then turned a small corner, and when he looked up to the living room, he saw his father holding a photo , suddenly caught sight of himself.

The eyes were not very kind, and the frown was almost sharp, as if he was looking at the people he was about to catch or had already caught.

He was still cheerful before going out, Zhang Yiye was stunned for a moment, feeling that the atmosphere was not right, he stopped the movement of his hands, and the candy that was urgently stopped made a "crash" sound.

Zhang Yiye wondered amidst the rustling sound, "What's wrong, old man? I didn't mess with you today."

The doubts in Zhang Conglin's heart almost overflowed. Hearing this, he hastily restrained his stern expression, held up the photo in his hand, and pulled out a question from his mind: "It has nothing to do with you. Come here, let me ask you, what's the matter?" Where did the picture come from?"

Zhang Yiye thought it was really strange that this busy person actually had time to look at the photos today, but he didn't slacken his legs, he walked over a few steps and lowered his head, his eyebrows immediately frowned.

The image in the photo is a disheveled, slovenly man with his face facing the camera and his eyes a little glazed over.

Zhang Yiye's first reaction was that he didn't know this person, and the second was that he was even more curious, how could the photo of a stranger be in his home, but when he took the photo suspiciously and looked at it carefully, he saw the trace of being burned by a cigarette butt on the back of the photo I remembered that this was a photo that Lu Rongxing asked himself to wash up a few months ago.

But he obviously threw it into the trash can right then?

Zhang Yiye stared at the photo for tens of seconds before he figured out the most likely logical line. He threw the candy bag on the sofa irritably, and laughed angrily: "Oh, I really convinced my grandfather." , I really like picking up trash, he dug out all the waste photos I threw in the trash can, and stuffed them in the photo album."

Zhang Conglin was troubled by occupational diseases. He really didn't like his style of not being able to answer the key points. He hurriedly asked: "Stop talking nonsense, I'll just ask where you are from?"

Sitting on the armrest of the sofa, Zhang Yiye talked all the way from Lu Rongxing's commission to the process of throwing all the burnt photos into the trash can. After talking, he noticed the problem, raised his eyelids and looked at the photo and asked: " What's wrong with this photo? You just stared at me like that."

"It's nothing," Zhang Conglin said, but immediately stood up on his lap, left behind half-done housework, and drove straight to Division [-] of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

There are many photos of wanted criminals hanging on their public security intranet. Maybe he remembered it wrongly. He vaguely felt that the face on the photo seemed to be seen before.

The author has something to say: I plan to join V this Wednesday, the number of words in the third chapter should be there, thank you for your support, bow~

This article is not cruel, don't be afraid, it's just two ordinary little brothers growing up slowly, I'll let you know in advance:

1. Jiezai and Xingge will not grow up suddenly, depending on Guliang who is in love, they may have to wait for a long time;

2. Daily life, daily accounts, plots are as flat as my face;

3. Jiezi will be short until he graduates from high school, and his physical development may be as slow as his mental development;

4. President Lu Rong can't afford to squat down, and firmly denies the 3rd article.