At first, Father Chi accompanied Zhu Shoucheng to talk. As soon as Chi Xiaochi came back, he asked Chi Xiaochi to entertain Zhu Shoucheng and went to the public kitchen to help his wife.
Chi Xiaochi hung his schoolbag on the wall, sat down at the table, took out the mobile phone Lou Ying gave him last night, and sent a text message to Lou Ying under the table.
Chi Xiaochi: "Brother Lou, I'm home. Where are you?"
While waiting for Lou Ying's reply, Zhu Shoucheng spoke.
Just looking at his appearance, he is quite gentle and refined. He is fifty years old, and he does not have an exaggerated greasy belly. A white shirt is always clean.
… No one knows how many similar-looking human skins are pasted on this face.
He peeled a few peanuts and put them in the empty dish in front of Chi Xiaochi: "Xiaochi, how did you do in the final exam this time?"
Chi Xiaochi's eyes turned cold as he stared at the phone.
When he raised his head, his expression was immediately tidied up: "Well, it's okay."
Zhu Shoucheng put his arms on the table, approached Chi Xiaochi, lowered his voice, and pretended to be mysterious as his peers were talking about things: "Hey, do you know what your parents asked me for?"
Chi Xiaochi also put his arms on the table, his eyes curled with a smile, very playful: "You are moving."
Zhu Shoucheng looked sad: "You are willing to let the teacher move."
Chi Xiaochi: "It's going to rain today, and my mother wants to get married. Who can stop me? You say yes."
Just as Zhu Shoucheng was about to continue speaking, Chi Xiaochi's cell phone rang.
He lowered his head to look at his phone, leaving Zhu Shoucheng plenty of time to admire him unscrupulously.
When Zhu Shoucheng was 13 years old, he liked to play with 13-year-old boys.
When he was 25, he still liked 13-year-old boys.
When he discovered this, it was the second year that the college entrance examination had just resumed.
He came here to teach junior high school with a high school education. Looking at the little boys with shaved heads and potato-like under the podium, Zhu Shoucheng, who did not receive a love letter from a female classmate during school, was so excited that his feet became weak, and even his voice could not be heard. Couldn't help trembling.
At that time, homosexuality was a monster, and it should be knocked down, and then put 10,000 feet on it, and even hooliganism could be caught and shot.
However, there is no rule that teachers cannot do anything to male students.
This is something that no one can imagine.
How could anyone be interested in children, and it's still a little boy who doesn't even grow his hair
Therefore, no one could understand Zhu Shoucheng's excitement, and no one knew that when he drew a perfect circle on the blackboard without a compass, the adoring voices of the boys below made his hairs stand up.
… He owns an entire secret garden.
The next year, when literature was gradually recovering, he used the title of "Garden" to praise the beautiful flowers and bones under the podium.
Later, he submitted the essay, which was full of infinite sincere feelings, to the city, and it was successfully published in a city-level publication.
The editor's comment is that the emotions are rich and moving, and the author has invested infinite emotions in the limited text. Knowledge is not the only criterion for evaluating an excellent people's teacher, there is also a deep and tender love for children.
When Zhu Shoucheng received the publication from the editorial department, he buried his face in the paper and ink in intoxication and took a deep breath.
Love, this is love.
... However, his love and dreams are quickly shattered by reality.
As soon as he was working, his parents went on a blind date for him and found a vulgar village woman.
He refused to get married before, and there were "fighting for the revolutionary cause" and "the cause of failure, why do you want to be at home?" as a shield. Now, the revolutionary cause has become a long-term job that cannot be accomplished overnight. With gritted teeth and tears in his eyes, he married this woman he had only known for half a year.
After all, the blood of his old Zhu family will continue.
Fortunately, this woman was born with a low life and could not stand riches and honors. She gave up her hoe for less than a year and a half. During childbirth, she cried for two days and two nights because of the dystocia, and finally died in the township health center.
Fortunately, she was able to live up to her expectations, so that the old Zhu family became a man in one fell swoop.
Zhu Shoucheng was able to keep the clouds open, and later found the reason why he "can't be sorry for his deceased wife", and chose to live with his son and never married again.
It's not that he didn't have any thoughts about his young son, but he was just separated by a layer of ethics, and occasionally used his parent-child status to make jokes and have fun, that's all.
What's more, he has a whole garden, why should he love only one flower
In Zhu Shoucheng's view, he and many children are in love with each other. He gave them the first enlightenment and accompanied them through an important life path.
He told the children that the little secrets between them must not be told to their parents. Because parents are too old-fashioned and ignorant, they don't believe that their children have grown up, they should have their own choices emotionally, and they shouldn't follow their old and decadent rules...
Using this rhetoric, Zhu Shoucheng made many ignorant boys admire him in every possible way.
He has a good knowledge, is patient and gentle with children, can write a good essay, taught himself English, and later completed the entire junior college course by correspondence.
He is the best teacher for both students and parents.
After his son fell out of high school, he didn't want to repeat his studies. Zhu Shoucheng went with him and supported him to go to sea, so that he could take advantage of the best of the times.
Therefore, in the mind of his son, Zhu Shoucheng is also the best father.
The son wants to take his father away and ask him to retire early. Don't work hard for that little pension. He has to get up at 5:30 every morning. I am writing homework that I can't finish in my life, and writing lesson plans that I can't finish in my life.
But Zhu Shoucheng refused, saying that he was reluctant to leave the children.
This is the truth.
He didn't want to leave his garden.
And the flowers next door to his house are about to bloom.
In the year when Chi Xiaochi was admitted to middle school, he went to persuade Chi's parents that he must be admitted to the experimental class of the school he worked for, and he could take good care of him. As a result, Chi Xiaochi's grades were slightly worse. If he studied Zhu Shoucheng At the school he was in, he could only attend ordinary classes. His parents thought about it and let him go to an experimental class in another middle school that was slightly inferior.
For this, Zhu Shoucheng regretted for a long time.
In just one semester's work, Chi Xiaochi drew a bar, germinated, and had a unique temperament and beauty.
Boys of this age often do not have high requirements for themselves, and their cognition of "beauty" is even more vague. It is not because of excess hormones that they have become fat and steamed buns with three layers of meat on the back of their necks, or they have not yet developed. Vegetable-like withered head and brain. Occasionally, there are a few good-looking people who don't bother to groom themselves, letting the newly grown green stubble cover their chins, showing off that little bit of "manly".
Among the countless children he had seen, few Chi Xiaochi were born just right.
Regardless of the excellent proportions of long hands and long feet, his neck is more beautiful and protruding than his peers. There is no hidden gray, and he is slender and fair. Except for his dense black hair, the hair in other places is not vigorous, so he looks extraordinarily clean. He had a collarbone at a very young age, and another flower bloomed at the ankle bone, which did not go into the trousers. The shape of the ankle bone created a little wonderful embossing for the pattern, which made people imagine that he was serious at first. An expression that carefully puts the feet high and earnestly appliques the ankles.
As a teacher, Zhu Shoucheng habitually grades Chi Xiaochi on a hundred-point scale.
Appearance, of course, is an unquestionable 95 points, ranking first among all Zhu Shoucheng's hunting targets.
Height, deduct 40 points, score 60. This kind of oversized little boy has passed the best control age.
character, score 50. He himself is too clever and precocious, and is not a suitable target. Fortunately, his family has serious problems. Even if the incident is accidentally exposed, his parents will not believe his words.
Out of 300 points, Chi Xiaochi earned a total score of 205.
Generally, if the score is lower than 200, Zhu Shoucheng will decisively delete that person from the list, and there will be no trace of nostalgia.
As for Chi Xiaochi, although his partiality is serious, he has no choice but to have too much appetite for Zhu Shoucheng, which makes people feel that it would be a waste of money not to take advantage of the opportunity to harvest it.
But here comes the problem.
... He's grown so well.
Right now, when looking at Chi Xiaochi up close, Zhu Shoucheng, who had made up his mind and was just about to move, was hesitant again, and even had no interest.
He found that Chi Xiaochi didn't look like a normal child anymore.
Zhu Shoucheng couldn't tell what it felt like.
The face was still the same, and there was nothing unusual in his demeanor, but the fact was that Chi Xiaochi's attraction to him instantly disappeared by more than half.
Even Chi Xiaochi didn't realize that Zhu Shoucheng was able to smell out the little abnormality in himself based on his own rich experience.
He just lowered his head and looked at Lou Ying's reply to him.
Lou Ying replied, "I'm right downstairs from your house."
Chi Xiaochi quickly typed on the keyboard: "This is the first time I have received your reply..."
But halfway through his input, he felt that the words were too unpleasant, and he deleted every word.
Halfway through the deletion, Chi Xiaochi remembered that Lou Ying was in his body now, sharing the same pair of eyes with him, he couldn't help laughing, silently laughing at his antics just now.
Inside his body, seeing Lou Ying's entire movement, his heart numbs slightly, and it hurts a little.
And Lou Ying downstairs quickly received a new text message edited by Chi Xiaochi: "How do I know if it's true or not. Maybe you're still in school, so you don't like me on purpose."
Lou Ying put the phone against his chin, thinking about how to reply.
Half a minute later, Chi Xiaochi upstairs received Lou Ying's first text message: "I knock on the radiator."
A second text message followed: "Knock once for 'I'm here', knock twice for 'good night', and knock three times for 'go downstairs'."
Chi Xiaochi had just finished reading the text message when there was a thumping sound from the direction of the radiator.
The beating style was very Lou Ying-like, neither hurried nor slow, nor noisy, and conveyed a signal of peace in a slow and steady manner.
Chi Xiaochi put down his phone and counted silently.
one two three four.
Chi Xiaochi sent a text message over and asked, "What is the four-knocking?"
There was no movement on Lou Ying's side.
Chi Xiaochi took the phone and tapped on the table, suspecting that the phone was broken.
Zhu Shoucheng talked to him: "New mobile phone?"
Chi Xiaochi was a little angry: "Two, three, four and five hands are also possible."
While he was worrying, his cell phone rang twice again.
Chi Xiaochi decided not to look at the phone for a minute.
After counting sixty, he hurriedly looked down at the phone.
"Knock four times, I miss you and want to see your face."
"Open the window and look downstairs."
Chi Xiaochi now has the capital, and after looking at the ceiling for a while, he replied, "Why?"
Lou Ying reluctantly complained: "You made me wait by the window for so long."
Chi Xiaochi: "I did it on purpose."
Lou Ying: "Why?"
Chi Xiaochi: "Because I suspect you did it on purpose just now."
"Injustice." Lou Ying shouted softly, "I wanted to say 'I like you', but I still think it's too frivolous and not good. So, I'll put it in a more euphemistic way."
Chi Xiaochi rubbed his nose lightly and put down his phone: "Mr. Zhu, are you hot?"
Zhu Shoucheng was still reluctant to give up completely, and was rethinking a set of "hot or not" opening remarks. He wanted to test him again, but he didn't expect Chi Xiaochi to take the lead, so he sneered: "Okay, I'll trouble you."
Chi Xiaochi got up and opened the window.
The hot air with a touch of oil residue poured in, and there was a hint of refreshing coolness inside.
Chi Xiaochi put his hands on the window sill, took a deep breath, and when he lowered his head, the corner of his eyes swept his fingers on the window sill inadvertently.
… ten fingers are shaking.
Chi Xiaochi was a little surprised.
After so many years, he still has anger and fear from the depths of his bones towards Zhu Shoucheng.
— When facing him, even a simple chat conversation could not bear it.
Fortunately, following the direction of his fingers, he quickly saw Lou Ying sitting across the edge of the window on the first floor.
The living Lou Ying.
It's not Lou Ying who doesn't know anything about what's going to happen in this world, but Lou Ying who belongs to him, Chi Xiaochi.
He raised the index finger of his left hand, touched the corner of his lips lightly, motioned him not to make a sound, and at the same time threw a round object upwards.
Chi Xiaochi bent down, stretched out his hand to pick it up, turned his hand and saw that it was a thin-skinned fresh orange.
Lou Ying tapped the tip of her nose and pointed her finger to her stomach.
… Smell it and your stomach will feel a little better.
Lou Ying observed the abnormality in his body earlier than Chi Xiaochi, so he cooperated with him to send text messages and say something else, so as to distract his attention and make him not feel too uncomfortable.
The orange fragrance overflowing from his fingers made Chi Xiaochi feel relieved.
He turned his head to the side and found that Zhu Shoucheng was not looking at him, so he coquettishly kissed Lou Ying.
Lou Ying Xuxu grabbed into the air, held the captured air kiss in the palm of his hand, then smiled and looked at Chi Xiaochi upstairs, and tapped twice on his forehead.
When Chi Xiaochi returned from the open window and sat down at the table again with the orange in his hand, Zhu Shoucheng looked at him, thinking he was blinded.
Under the warm apricot light, Chi Xiaochi's face was still a touch of red.
After another five minutes, Chi Xiaochi's parents finally finished the dinner waiter.
Four dishes and one soup are quite standard hospitality specifications.
Chi Xiaochi already knew what the purpose of this meal was, so he made up his mind to just focus on eating thick food.
However, as soon as the meal started, there was a brief and not very pleasant episode.
Mother Chi noticed that Chi Xiaochi's pants pockets were bulging. She didn't say hello, she stretched out her hand and took the mobile phone directly in her hand: "...Where did you get the money to buy the mobile phone?"
Chi Xiaochi said, "Brother Lou gave it to me."
Mother Chi smiled disdainfully: "Don't he take it from someone else, right?"
Lou Ying's heart suddenly tightened when she heard the words.
He didn't care about these rumors, but he was worried that Chi Xiaochi would quarrel with his parents and hurt himself.
He has read this world line related to Chi Xiaochi.
Chi Xiaochi threw chopsticks with his parents for Lou Ying's sake before, and they fought each other. The feedback he got was "You're good at it", "We're doing it for your own good, why don't you know what's good or bad", "Turn your elbows out, we are born in vain." I'll keep you in vain."
If they were in a bad mood, Chi Xiaochi would be beaten.
Lou Ying was worried when Chi Xiaochi raised his head and said with a smile, "Then I'll return the phone to Brother Lou, just because I don't want a second-hand one. Mom will buy me a new one then."
Chimother: "..."