When the child turns ten years old, he needs to make a big fuss. Wen Ai's birthday this time, An's father and An's mother hosted a birthday party for him in their big restaurant. Relatives, friends, neighbors, and those who are close and far away are all invited. There were a lot of them, and in the end, Wen Ai called all the teachers and classmates in the class.
Over the years, An's father's business has grown bigger and bigger. Several branches have been opened in a row. He was interviewed by a newspaper in the city once. His net worth has increased steadily. He holds banquets for his son, and there are many people. Catch up and join us.
Compared with these adults with twisted minds, children are much simpler. These days, you have to pay for the purchase of meat and oil. Most families eat plain food. The children are greedy. Last year at Yue Xiao’s birthday banquet After experiencing delicacies from mountains and seas on the Internet, I can't wait for the two brothers to celebrate their birthdays every day. Now that they can go to their big restaurant to eat delicious food again, they all clap their hands happily.
There were a lot of guests, there were about twenty tables at the banquet, An's father and An's mother were busy greeting people, Yue Xiao also helped run around, Wen Ai, the little birthday star, didn't do anything, didn't care about anything, just put his hands in his trouser pockets Every now and then, I reach out to receive a red envelope from the elders.
This Anjia is his biggest brand!
An's father and An's mother made a few separate tables for the children, thinking that they would be more free to play around without adults present.
The three large round tables side by side were already filled with dishes, Yue Xiao led the students over and let everyone sit down, Wen Ai also chose a random place to sit down, his trousers were stretched, and the cardboard red envelopes in his pocket made his thigh hurt .
Wen Ai took out all the red envelopes and stuffed them into Yue Xiao's hand next to him: "Help me keep it."
"Okay." Yue Xiao straightened out the large stack of red paper shells and put them into the inner pocket of his jacket, picked up two glass bottles from the drink basket on the floor, and shook them at Wen Ai, "Orange water or Coke?"
Wen Ai pointed to the left: "Coke."
Yue Xiao used the bottle opener to "click" to pry off the bottle cap twice, leaving the orange juice, and handed the Coke to him, "Don't drink it all at once, eat more food first."
"I know." Wen Ai took it and took two gulps, hiccupped after wiping his mouth, and gave him a sideways look, "It's really long-winded."
Yue Xiao looked at him and smiled dotingly.
"Get out of the way! You're so fat you'll squeeze Miao Miao!"
"No! I'll sit next to Miao Miao!"
The children at several tables started to grab the food with their chopsticks, and Luo Dongdong and the little fat man were still arguing about the seats.
Miao Miao and Little Fatty are in the next class. Luo Dongdong only met Miao Miao at Yue Xiao’s birthday party last year. The little girl is good-looking and can dance. They are good friends, and they often fight with the little fat man. No, today they are fighting again.
Miao Miao and Wen Ai have been friends since they played mud since they were young, so they must sit together, so there is only one seat left next to her. The little fat man is fat, but he is so nimble in dancing the ballroom dance, he took the lead with his ass, leaving Luo Dongdong with his curly hair in a daze.
The two quarreled endlessly, Yue Xiao went up to persuade him, and finally put Luo Dongdong on the seat next to the little fat man, not too far away from Miao Miao, right
The little kids spoiled the table full of dishes, and Mother An brought a big cake. The little kids stood up and watched her cut it. One or two of them had long necks, and they could only see it through the window of the department store. The rare food that can only be seen, I can finally taste it today!
The current domestic cake technology is not mature, the cake is baked hard, and the pink cream is even more congealed into a hard shell.
Wen Ai broke off the butter shell and ate it as a biscuit, chewing it with a bit of meaning, and licked his mouth unsatisfied after eating.
"Eat mine." Yue Xiao pushed his plate of cake to him, "It's clean, I haven't touched it yet."
Wen Ai glanced at him, broke off the cream shell, and pushed the remaining cake embryos over with his share: "Fair exchange."
Forget about owing you a favor.
Yue Xiao smiled: "Okay, fair exchange."
As long as my brother is happy.
Seeing the two of them back and forth, Luo Dongdong's bad habit of learning people started again. He grabbed his own cake, passed the little fat man, and threw it into Miao Miao's plate: "I'll eat mine!"
The little fat man gnawed on the cake, and was in a dilemma for a long time. Finally, stimulated by Luo Dongdong's arrogant eyes, he reluctantly gave up the half cake that was still smeared in his hand: "Miao Miao, I'll give you mine too!"
Miao Miao glanced at them speechlessly: "Childish!"
The little girl follows the fashion, and she wants to keep her figure all day long, so she doesn't eat these things that are easy to gain weight.
Seeing that she didn't want it, the little fat man picked up his own cake and ate it, and brought back Luo Dongdong's share by the way: "Here, yours."
Luo Dongdong looked at the cake, then turned to look at the little fat man: "Hey! What's your name?"
"Chen Feiyang." The little fat man wiped off the cream from his mouth, "My name is Chen Feiyang."
The students ate cakes around the table, and the study committee suddenly suggested: "Let's say a word of blessing to the class flower alone, and we are not allowed to bring duplicates!"
Everyone agrees, so come one by one in order of seating.
"I wish Banhua all wishes come true!"
"Academic progress!"
"good luck!"
"Longevity!"
"..."
After most of the round, it was the turn of an introverted little girl who was not very good at Chinese. She held back for a long time, and finally stammered: "I wish Banhua... a good relationship for a hundred years... and Bancao..."
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
"That's not the way to use the word!"
"Happy marriage for a hundred years! Happy marriage for a hundred years!"
Now, the students in the class slapped the table and laughed loudly and knocked their chopsticks to make a fuss, Wen Ai's face was blushing, half angry and half ashamed.
Yue Xiao turned his head and saw Wen Ai's head hanging down like a cute red fruit, he suddenly felt that it would be appropriate for them to have a century-old relationship, and he would protect his younger brother for the rest of his life.
After the birthday party was over, Father An helped Wen Ai bring home a lot of presents from the children. Wen Ai squatted in the room unwrapping presents, halfway through the unwrapping, he was too tired to move, the house had everything, and there was nothing missing, it was good that he wanted to lead the big guy.
Wen Ai stood up and backed away until her calves touched the edge of the bed, she opened her hands and fell back, lying comfortably on the bed.
Yue Xiao came back from the shower, looked at the unopened gift box in the corner, went to the bed and sat down while wiping his hair: "Aren't you going to open it?"
As soon as Wen Ai touched the bed, he was too lazy to say anything: "Yes."
Yue Xiao put the towel around his neck and turned to look at him: "Don't you like it?"
Wen Ai closed her eyes, and let out another "hmm" angrily.
After a while, Wen Ai felt that she was about to fall asleep, and suddenly heard Yue Xiao say: "Actually, I also prepared a gift."
"You?" Wen Ai opened his eyes and sat up abruptly, "Then why are you still hiding it? Why didn't you give it to me earlier?"
"I'm afraid you don't like it." Yue Xiao bent down and picked up the schoolbag on the ground, took out the pencil case, twisted a necklace made of thin red string from inside, and presented it to Wen Ai, "Here."
Wen Ai didn't pick it up, and touched the pendant hanging under the red rope with his hand. A little pony carved out of bamboo slices was running lightly with its hooves raised. The bamboo slices were very thick, the front was bamboo green, and the back was rice. White, the edges and corners are polished very smooth, not at all annoying.
Wen Ai remembered that he was born in 1978, which happened to be a horse.
Yue Xiao was a little nervous: "Do you like it?"
Wen Ai raised his eyelids and looked at him, with his head lowered at an angle of 120 degrees to his body.
Yue Xiao looked at it with the necklace in his hand, not knowing what it meant.
"Why are you standing there?" Wen Ai urged, "Put it on for me!"
"Oh!" Yue Xiao was overjoyed, smiled and hung the necklace around Wen Ai's neck, "It's done!"
"Stupid, waiting until my neck is sore." Wen Ai raised his head and turned his neck a few times, fiddled with the little bamboo horse on his chest, and muttered softly, "What kind of horse is green..."
"Then how about..." Yue Xiao hesitated, "I'll cut off the top layer of bamboo for you? The wood inside is light-colored."
Wen Ai rubbed his fingers on the smooth bamboo skin twice, then shook his head: "Forget it, that's it."
Yue Xiao laughed: "Success, listen to you."
Wen Ai held the little bamboo horse in his palm, and glanced at Yue Xiao's hand: "How many days have you been doing this?"
Yue Xiao's hand immediately closed like a mimosa, all ten fingers were hidden in the fist and could not come out: "About a week or so, two of them were mainly carved and wasted, which delayed the time..."
"Carved with a utility knife?" Wen Ai shifted his gaze to Yue Xiao's face: "No injury?"
"The utility knife is easy to break." Yue Xiao shook his head, "I took the file from my father's toolbox and sharpened it slowly."
"Oh." Wen Ai moved to the side of the bed and got off the floor, took out the pajamas from the closet, "I'm going to take a shower."
"You go." Yue Xiao sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him. When he was about to walk to the door, he suddenly said, "Bamboo pieces are not afraid of water, you don't need to take them off."
"knew."
After closing the bathroom door, Wen Ai looked down at the little bamboo horse many times with his head down.
System: "The carving is so cute, the hero has a pair of skillful hands."
Wen Ai was disdainful: "Him? His hands are as stupid as hell."
The system was surprised: "Meow meow? Then you come out better?"
Wen Ai turned the bamboo piece over to reveal the off-white back, and pointed to a red dot on the tip of the horse's tail: "He must have filed his hand!"
The system heard something was wrong: "Are you distressed?"
"What's so distressing." Wen Ai quickly denied it, "I didn't check it before sending it, it's too careless."
The water heater at home has to run cold water for a while before it gets hot. Wen Ai turned on the shower, let out the cold water first, stood aside to take off his clothes, hesitated for a while while tugging on the red rope around his neck, and finally saw the pony For the sake of being so cute, I reluctantly kept it.
The country implements nine-year compulsory education, and which school to study in junior high school must be divided according to the address on the household registration. Wen Ai and Yue Xiao went to the same school as a matter of course, and by virtue of such a little fate, they sat in the same classroom and became classmates again. table.
The entire junior high school is dominated by puberty, and the students who are developing physically and mentally are enlightened, start to pay attention to appearance, start to pay attention to the opposite sex, and start to discuss who likes whom.
Yue Xiao used to be a grassroots class not for nothing. After six years of elementary school, he didn't grow crooked. Instead, he moved closer to the grade of school grassroots, and he looked more handsome.
In this reserved age, love letters are already the most daring declaration of love, and every day Yue Xiao’s desk can be filled with a few pink envelopes out of thin air. He thinks it’s not good to just throw them away in the trash can, so he takes them all home for the same base. Eat ashes in the corner.
One day, when Yue Xiao came back from physical education class, he reached into the desk to touch the water glass, and accidentally brought out a love letter, which happened to land at the feet of Wen Ai who was fanning his collar to dissipate heat.
Yue Xiao picked up the letter and patted the ashes, Wen Ai raised his eyebrows: "Shall we take a look at it?"
Yue Xiao was taken aback: "You know I never watch it."
Wen Ai curled her lips: "If you keep it, you still keep it, let's see."
Yue Xiao thought he was bored and wanted to have some fun, so he tore open the envelope.
The girl's handwriting is so-so, probably a restrained person, she didn't make a passionate confession, and only copied a love poem from a newspaper.
"The handwriting is a bit ugly." Wen Ai stretched his neck over to look, and added, "It matches you well."
Yue Xiao was choked by him so that his breath was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't get up and down very uncomfortable.
Very innocent.