Cao Feng had never made good friends. He thought that if friends play games, they must abide by the rules.
Duan Yuche was a little stunned by his rather innocent answer. He looked up at Cao Feng, who was sitting under the floor lamp. His posture, with his waist slightly hunched and the mini puzzle pieces in his big hands, was particularly docile and quiet. black bear.
He suddenly realized that this country bumpkin was actually very pleasing to the eye.
Duan Yuche couldn't help laughing, and threw him a puzzle piece, and then gave him a piece of chocolate: "This piece is here, you find it, you can eat it, don't be serious with me, this is a tofu filling, It's hard to buy."
It was brought to him by my aunt last time. My aunt knew that he only had two pleasures, one collection was puzzles, and the other was chocolate.
Hearing the words "difficult to buy", Cao Feng paused for a while, but still said no: "You can eat it, brother don't eat it."
It was only after Duan Yuche returned to China that he learned that Chinese people are reserved and have the habit of being polite.
He took it for granted that he was fake and polite: "If you give it to you, you can eat it, and I'll scold people if you do this again."
Cao Feng looked at him, the pajamas his brother was wearing, the skin from the face to the neck glowed with an attractive ivory soft light under the light, Cao Feng didn't dare to look at it, his fingernails lightly scratched the thick cardboard of the puzzle, and then He said, "We are one and a half." He peeled off the tinfoil package, broke off half easily, and gave the extra half to his brother.
Duan Yuche didn't say anything, and took it over to eat. The two sat down again and continued to look for pieces of the puzzle. During this period, Cao Feng's hunger was heard many times. He was too embarrassed. He tried his best to endure, but he couldn't help it. In the end, Duan Yuche couldn't stand his pitiful appearance, so he said, "I'm a little hungry, let's go out for supper."
"Eh?"
"Let's go, it's not even twelve o'clock, and there are still many restaurants open. What do you want to eat?"
Cao Feng didn't expect him to suddenly rise up like this: "Really? That uncle..."
"My dad hasn't come back yet. He's probably drinking. When he comes back, he'll be completely drunk. Don't be afraid. We go out to eat and then come back secretly. If you don't tell me, he won't find out. Let's talk about it. , found nothing."
"But, but..." He suggested, linking two buts, "How about I give you something to eat, or fried rice with eggs?"
"... Well, let's eat noodles."
Cao Feng really thought he was hungry, so he grabbed a lot of noodles and put them in the pot. Now he can use these kitchen facilities proficiently. He took out the tableware and chopsticks from the disinfection cabinet, and then took out the seasoning and dried mushrooms from the cabinet. Soak it in water, throw it into the pot and cook with the noodles, and mix the seasoning in a bowl.
Duan Yuche just sits and doesn't help. He doesn't like cooking. He used to go to school abroad, and he was always misunderstood as a girl by the white people in the school. In fact, those people knew his gender very well, but they still deliberately regarded him as a girl. , just because he is not tall enough, and his natural physique is not comparable to that of white people, he is unwilling to take him to play football, but let him play with his dolls and take his cooking class.
At that time, he wanted to grow taller. He took excessive calcium tablets, drank milk, and exercised every day, but the effect was very small.
As a result, when he returned to China, he found out that he was not abnormal. In the Jiangnan area, many people were not as old as him.
At that time, he didn't know that his mother was sick. When he returned to China, he saw that everyone was short, very comfortable, and felt that the air was much fresher. When his mother asked him if he liked it here, he nodded and said he liked it.
Just when he wanted to enter, Cao Feng's face was ready, and he brought a large bowl to Duan Yuche.
"Little Che, try it."
The noodles look good, smell very fragrant, the soup is clear and shiny, and the soup noodles are covered with a few vegetable leaves.
"I can't eat so much, give me a small bowl, you can eat more." Duan Yuche changed bowls with him, mixed with chopsticks, and asked casually, "What did you eat at school at night?"
"I ate Hanamaki steamed buns," he said.
"...Just eat these?" Duan Yuche was speechless for a while, "I don't even have meat, no wonder I'm hungry."
Cao Feng explained that he ate meat: "I ate meat buns at noon."
Duan Yuche: "..."
"Then you should always eat meat when you are in your hometown, otherwise how could you grow so tall?"
Cao Feng said to eat, but he was hunting himself, so he didn't want any money: "One time, the villagers hunted a wild boar together, and the whole village ate it for two days before eating!"
"It's so big." He put down his chopsticks and gestured to Duan Yuche, "It's four hundred pounds, and the table is so long."
Duan Yuche didn't even think about this kind of primitive life. He was very curious and asked him, "What do you guys use for hunting?"
"Use ***."
"Doesn't our country ban guns?"
"It's forbidden, but it's different in our place!" His black eyes gleamed, obviously proud, "Fathers and villagers rely on this to live, the local government respects our customs and allows us to use sex, and I also have one. !" He said with some regret and sighed, "But I can't take it with me. When I left, I only took my machete."
"A hunting knife?"
"Well, we Basha people never leave the waist knife."
"Then where do you usually keep your waist knife when you go to school?" Duan Yuche found that the mushrooms in the soup were delicious, so he kept picking them and eating them instead of noodles.
"I carried it on my back when I went to school, and put it under the pillow when I got home to ward off evil spirits." Because it was a fierce sword that had seen animal blood. When consecrated, it was his own blood. This sword has followed him since birth. , is a very precious thing. When sleeping under the pillow, he will feel very stable. This is also a saying passed down from the ancestors.
When Cao Feng saw that he liked to eat wild mushrooms, he picked them out from his bowl and said happily, "This is the mushroom I dug up on the mountain, I didn't bring many here, you like it, next time you come back. Home, dig a basket for you!"
Duan Yuche just looked at his movements, a little awkward, and said, "Enough is enough, my stomach is full, you eat."
Cao Feng has eaten chopsticks, stirred them in the soup, and then gave them to him. This is so unsanitary!
He knew that Cao Feng might not have these habits, and he couldn't say it directly. Although he felt uncomfortable, he was still tolerant.
"Are you full now? There's so much left!" Cao Feng was surprised.
"It's full, you eat more, it's getting late, I'll go back to my room first, Goodnight."
"Oh..." Cao Feng blushed slightly and said, "You too... Goodnight."
Duan Yuche nodded, got up and went back to the room. After walking a few steps, he remembered: "By the way, I..." As soon as he turned around, he saw Cao Feng drinking soup with his leftover noodles.
"Huh? What?" Cao Feng raised his arm and wiped the corner of his mouth.
Duan Yuche's mouth twitched: "...It's nothing, my dad came back late, leave him a light."
But it's so late, Duan Shumin hasn't come back at this point, he must be drinking too much, and staying in a hotel is a common thing.
The next morning, it was Cao Feng who made breakfast. There were tea bowl steamed, kelp soup, and even dumplings. The taste was much better than the usual cereal and sandwich milk that Duan Shumin prepared for him.
Duan Yuche realized that Duan Shumin probably didn't go home last night, so he sent him a text message.
It wasn't until noon, when Duan Yuche was having dinner, that Duan Shumin replied that he had spent the night at the hotel and would go home today.
He suddenly thought of Cao Feng again.
Won't you eat some steamed buns and steamed rolls
He knew that Cao Feng could do anything to save money.
He lowered his hair and sent a text message, asking him, "What's for lunch?"
Sure enough, after a while, Cao Feng replied, saying that he had bought steamed buns.
Duan Yuche: "..."
"Have you been eating like this for half a month? Wouldn't you be hungry after eating like this?" He sent a message.
Cao Feng replied that he bought four steamed buns, two flower rolls, and soy milk, which was very rich.
There are always queues in the school cafeteria. He feels that it is a waste of time. He can memorize ten words during the time to eat in line, so he usually carries a word pocket in his pocket.
The noodles in the school are not expensive. I eat noodles when I’m really hungry. The noodles in the school are 5 yuan, plus a small spoon of pork sham, and a sprout meat bun, and a meal of 6 yuan and 5 yuan It was solved. Sometimes he would buy white rice in the cafeteria. The white rice cost a dollar, and he could add rice for free.
In short, how to save money and time.
Duan Yuche felt hungry just listening to it, and he thought about whether he would bring Cao Feng with him next week... But he and Zhou Zeliang would spend fifty or sixty or more for a meal of stir-fry. Consumption habits, I am afraid that I can't call him if the consumption is more than five yuan.
After thinking about it for a long time, he told Zhou Zeliang about it, and Zhou Zeliang suggested: "You might as well let him go to the buffet on the third floor. It's right next to him, and he can eat anything for ten yuan. It's very suitable for him."
Duan Yuche also thinks this is suitable, where is it nutritious to eat steamed bread all day
He was afraid that Cao Feng would not be full, so he ate the stir-fry, and went to line up to buy sausages and braised chicken legs to bring back to the classroom.
And Cao Feng was walking out hurriedly with a book in his hand.
"Cao Feng!" Duan Yuche stopped him, noticing that the book he was holding in his arms was "Indos Hacking Programming Techniques", and asked, "Where are you going?"
Cao Feng replied, "I borrowed books and returned them to the library."
"Does our school still have a library?" Duan Yuche held a lollipop in one hand and gave him a food bag containing chicken thighs, "I bought it and didn't eat it, you can eat it if you don't mind."
If he said that it was specially bought for Cao Feng, Cao Feng might let him eat it himself, but if he said it was not eaten, Cao Feng would usually accept it.
Cao Feng looked down and saw that there was indeed a missing piece of the sausage in the bag. It looked as if someone had bitten him, but Duan Yuche had actually pinched a small piece and threw it away.
Cao Feng really thought it was leftovers, so he didn't dislike it at all, and smiled at him with teeth: "Thank you brother."
Duan Yuche held a piece of plum candy in his mouth, pressed the candy to his cheek, and asked him, "You're going to the library now, don't you need a lunch break?"
Cao Feng: "I asked Teacher Ma two days ago that if you sign in at the library, you don't need to take a lunch break in the classroom, but you need to get a book loan card and report it to the student union."
Duan Yuche was a little moved: "Is the library cool? Are there many people? How can I get a card?"
Cao Feng answered his questions one by one: "Sometimes the air conditioner is turned on. Basically, there is no one. It takes a week to apply for a card."
Duan Yuche was a little disappointed: "It took so long, why didn't you call me when you applied for the card?"
"Mr. Ma informed me last week. I thought... you wouldn't be interested." My brother even asked him to help with his homework. How could he be willing to go to the library to read
Duan Yuche asked him whether there was a sofa in the library and whether he could sleep. Cao Feng said that there was no sofa: "There are study desks and chairs, but you can rest, it's very quiet, and it's not hot."
Duan Yuche immediately decided to get a borrowing card. For nothing else, the library will turn on the air conditioner, which is a hundred times better than the classroom.
After a week, his library card was finally issued.
Duan Yuche hadn't been to the school library yet, so he didn't know where it was, but he went back to the classroom, found Cao Feng, and went there with Cao Feng to find out.
The school library is in another building. Duan Yuche has never been to this building for classes, so he doesn't know what he does. However, the library is on the second floor and occupies an entire floor of space. It is quite large and has a large collection of books. , even the programming books that Cao Feng needs are full of dozens of books.
As soon as he entered the door, Duan Yuche felt a refreshing coolness, completely different from the heat outside.
Really turned on the air conditioner.
The library is strictly managed, and the class, name, and card number are registered with the administrator before being allowed in.
There are many famous quotes printed with busts of famous people in the district, which is similar to the classroom, and there is a huge sign on each table - no noise.
It was as Cao Feng said, there was no one, it was very quiet, as if no one in the school except Cao Feng knew that they could come here for lunch break at noon.
It's just that the desks and chairs don't look very comfortable, and they don't feel as good as classroom desks and chairs.
Duan Yuche couldn't help asking him, "You read here every noon? What should you do if you're tired?"
"Follow me." Cao Feng took his wrist and walked in. He took two books in the middle, and then he went to the innermost corner. There was a narrow aisle in the center of the two rows of tall bookshelves. The floor tiles of the library It is light beige, and it feels cool to walk on it.
"There are books on agriculture and breeding here, and few people come here." Cao Feng took off his school uniform jacket, sat on the ground, and spread his jacket on the ground, letting Duan Yuche sit down, "I lean on my back when I get tired of reading. Wall sleep for a while and set an alarm for two o'clock."
In the afternoon, the preparation bell is at 2:15, and the class is at 2:20.
Duan Yuche hesitated for a while, didn't sit on his school uniform, picked up the school uniform, and said it was fine: "It's school pants anyway, I'm not afraid of getting dirty." He then thought of the clothes at home recently, it seems to be Cao Feng washing...
Cao Feng said that the ground was cold: "It's more comfortable to sit on a cushion."
Duan Yuche smiled and said that it was just right to be cooler: "I'm not afraid of the cold, but I'm afraid of the heat."
The gap between the bookshelves is not very wide. The two of them are sitting against the wall, almost next to each other, and they can smell each other's breath.
There was a window above his head, and there were wisps of sunlight outside the window. Duan Yuche reached out and closed the curtain, and took out a book from the bookshelf.
"Pig Raising Experts Talk About Experience"
Cao Feng watched the bilingual version of Tagore's "Flying Birds".
Duan Yuche casually flipped through the book "Pig Raising Experts Talk About Experience", and even read several pages seriously, but the content of the book was really boring. After reading it for a while, he yawned and closed the book. He was like a silkworm baby. He shrank down, leaned his head on the bookshelf next to him, turned his head to look at Cao Feng and said, "I must bring a blanket to sleep tomorrow."
Cao Feng asked in a low voice, "Are you sleepy?"
Duan Yuche nodded lightly, took out his cell phone and earphones from his pocket and plugged it in. He didn't shy away from taking out his new cell phone for Cao Feng to see, he knew that Cao Feng would not sue.
With headphones on, pick up the playlist you didn't listen to the last time.
At noon, the sun swayed through the gaps in the curtains, and there was nothing more comfortable and tired than such a quiet and quiet light. Duan Yuche was just leaning against the bookshelf, and his closed eyes touched the flickering light. Just feel tired.
His breathing slowed down. Outside of Bach's universe, the noisy cicadas could hardly be heard. Duan Yuche fell asleep quickly, but how could he sleep comfortably in such a posture
In his sleep, he held his arms and felt a little cold again. He leaned his head back from the edge of the hard cabinet and leaned against the wall. After a few seconds, he rolled and fell onto Cao Feng's shoulder. , and after a few seconds, the younger brother almost shrunk into his arms.
Cao Feng froze all over, his breathing froze.
For a moment, Breeze flipped the pages of the book that had been in his hands for more than ten minutes, blowing Duan Yuche's short hair, the soft ends of which were scratched on Cao Feng's neck. , as if a part was warmed.
Asuka wrote: "It became small, as small as a song, as small as an eternal kiss."
But Cao Feng couldn't focus on the words. No matter how beautiful and attractive Tagore's words were, if his heart flew away, he would not be able to read it.