"Why doesn't she even let a child as young as you go? It's so frustrating, she's really a scum among scum," Liu Zhongqi quietly grabbed Han Zhou and asked while Gan Qing was in the kitchen, "Hey, has she cheated you of pocket money? How much did you cheat?"
This kid thought that his voice was very low, but Gan Qing was separated by a wall and could not miss a word.
While turning over the bacon rolls in the pan, she counted how many bad things Liu Zhongqi said to her in the sound of "Zizzi".
After listening to Han Zhou, he immediately took out his cartoon wallet from his schoolbag and prepared to hand it in: "I have all my pocket money here, is it enough?"
Liu Zhongqi: "..."
Han Zhou said: "My dad said that money is something outside the body, if it can make everyone happy, it's the best, if you have money, you can spend it without pulling it down. Anyway, my dad's salary is handed in, and he receives three hundred per month from my mother. pocket money."
After listening to Liu Zhongqi, he felt unbelievable. He really couldn't imagine how an adult could live on three hundred yuan a month. But in the past six months, he has experienced lovelorn, runaway, kidnapping and rising to the second year. He is still a little more mature than before. He didn't make any rash comments, and asked Han Zhou: "It's so late, what are you doing here? You made a special trip to give pocket money to the big liar. money?"
Little Han Zhou seemed a little embarrassed, and stretched his neck to make sure that Gan Qing was still in the kitchen, so he leaned in Liu Zhongqi's ear and said, "Brother, I'm afraid at home alone."
"Alone?" Liu Zhongqi asked strangely, "Where are your parents?"
Han Zhou whispered, "Go to my grandpa."
"Where did your grandpa go?"
"I don't know," Han Zhou shook his head, "I lost it."
Liu Zhongqi had heard of people who lost money, lost their mobile phones and lost keys. It was the first time I heard that someone lost their grandfather.
"Every night when I got out of school, my grandfather had already bought vegetables and came back to cook. He didn't know where he went today, and the neighbors downstairs also said they didn't see him, and asked my mother to call the police station and ask me. When my mother heard the police station, she almost got into a fight with someone, and was dragged home by my dad. We waited until it was time for dinner. Grandpa hadn't come back, and he couldn't get through on the phone, so they went out to find it together."
At this time, someone behind them suddenly said, "Call your mother and tell her that you are here with me. Don't look for it for a while, and you are lost again."
Gan Qing walked silently and didn't know when she came over. Liu Zhongqi shivered with fright and almost jumped up from the sofa just after he said bad things about her.
Gan Qing glanced at Liu Zhongqi without smiling: "Wash your hands and eat."
Liu Zhongqi waved his hand reservedly: "Thank you, I don't need it."
The word "la" fell, and his stomach made a shameful sound.
Gan Qing looked at him straight and felt that although the two brothers didn't look very similar, their behaviors were completely the same, and the younger ones were even better.
The boy in his teens seemed to never get enough to eat. He should also make up a late night snack at this time of the day. Liu Zhongqi's face turned blue and red, succumbed to the powerful biological clock, and joined the supper game with humiliation and humiliation.
Because there were children, she was afraid that she would not be able to digest it after eating too much at night. Gan Qing did not make any greasy snacks. She poured the two bowls of pumpkin porridge that she had brought back together, mixed them with hot milk, and boiled them again, adding some corn. Then, the bacon rolls and barbecue were drained, heated in a pan, and mixed with lettuce, rusks and shredded cheese to make a Chinese-Western salad. Finally cut the sweet oranges and apples.
Finished in less than ten minutes, colorful, with very western-style log tableware, just add a filter and you can send it to the circle of friends.
Zhang Meizhen bought the tableware and spices. This old lady usually has nothing to do. All her time and energy are spent on "life", and she lives her life exquisitely.
Although Gan Qing is a muddy squatting on the side of the road and eating crayfish, she does not refuse good things. She has been with this landlord for too long, and she has been close to Zhu Zhechi and has learned how to arrange dishes well.
Little Han Zhou didn't say a word, and didn't answer the phone that Gan Qing handed him.
Liu Zhongqi thought he didn't remember the parent's phone number, so he said, "It's okay not to call, it's downstairs anyway, otherwise, I can go to your door and post a note later..."
"I don't want to go home, they always quarrel." Han Zhou said dully.
The little boy looked up and looked around, and the first impression was that this home was beautiful.
Gan Qing cleaned up very diligently, and there was not even a single leaf in the vase. And Zhang Meizhen is a lady full of girlish hearts. She likes to make everything fragrant, and she buys whatever is fashionable at home. One buys and one maintains. Although the two have completely different work and rest schedules, they can actually work together without disturbing each other.
This home is only a few dozen square meters in size, but it is spotlessly clean. The furnishings are exquisite and well-decorated. It almost looks like it was carefully managed by a professional designer and cleaning team. The living environment can be called "luxury".
Unlike Han Zhou's home, where smelly socks and crumpled clothes are flying around, the drains are forever clogged with hair, and the refrigerator is full of leftovers. Four people use one toilet, and the cleaning is not done in time. There are always urine stains on the toilet. When the tide returns, it will smell ashamed. Usually, the door of the toilet can only be closed, so that the air is not circulated. , The taste is a vicious circle. When Han Zhou can't take it anymore, he will complain and flush the bathroom with acid... That's another "biochemical weapon".
Han Zhou reached out and picked the beautiful dinner plate, and said enviously, "Sister, can I live here today?"
Gan Qing refused without blinking: "No."
"I folded a bottle of paper cranes for you."
"That's not possible, this is the girls' dormitory."
Liu Zhongqi: "..."
These two "girls", together in age, are almost the same without a century.
Han Zhou sighed old-fashioned, picked up the pumpkin soup, and drank it with a small sip: "If only I were a girl, I could live in a girls' dormitory, and my mother wouldn't keep scolding me—she said that men are pigs."
Gan Qing: "So you don't study hard and look for girlfriends everywhere?"
"I really like girls, not like those people in my school before," Han Zhou shrugged and called out the names of several little boys, "They pick girls just to be cool, alas, not sincere at all."
Gan Qing: "..."
Are elementary school students going to heaven now? What kind of broken school is this, no wonder his parents let him transfer school even after eating chaff sour.
Liu Zhongqi, a high school student, listened to the little boy learning from adults, and he was blushing with laughter beside him. Gan Qing felt that he was just laughing at a hundred paces. He is the same.
"My grandfather had a big accident today. My mother was going crazy when she wanted to go out to find him. She must be sloppy when she came back at night. I got a 4 in the math test today, and I will definitely have to eat and fail." Han Zhou begged her and said, "Sister, just take me in."
"How about your mother?" Gan Qing pressed on his head and asked again, "Fourth in math? How many out of five? Ten?"
Five points is okay, ten is a little less.
Han Zhou gave her a doting look with "Oh, pretty girls are all little fools": "Of course it's a hundred."
"Pfft..." Liu Zhongqi almost choked out the barbecue, and hurriedly poured a big mouthful of pumpkin soup, burning his eyes with tears.
Gan Qing has always been a character that makes others feel tired. Unexpectedly, she lost the bear boy today, and she also tasted the taste of "tired heart".
"You two eat first, and I'll leave a note." She stood up speechlessly, "After eating, put the cutlery in the sink and do your homework."
There were two boys, one big and one small, and there was not a grain of food left. Zhang Meizhen's house was so clean that it made the bear child feel embarrassed, so the two of them also took out paper towels and carefully wiped the table.
Han Zhou was very surprised to see that the big brother actually picked up the book honestly. The big boys in his former school—that is, the fifth and sixth graders—because they didn’t study well since they were young, and when they were ten years old, they were already very social, not to mention consciously studying. , but also to find ways to make waves.
Han Zhou glanced at Liu Zhongqi's English homework in awe: "Brother, are you studying well?"
Liu Zhongqi replied reservedly: "General."
Han Zhou: "The bosses of our former school despised those who studied well, because I transferred to this school, and they all broke up with me. They said that this school is 'good for studying', and my transfer is a mutiny... I didn't mean to. To be a traitor, my mother had to let me turn."
"Your mother is for your own good." Liu Zhongqi said without raising his head. He felt that he was mature when he was with elementary school students. "There are many choices for people who study well, and you will understand when you grow up."
Han Zhou felt that the tone of the school teacher was exactly the same, so he pouted.
Liu Zhongqi caught a glimpse of the little boy's eyes, put the pen down, and the five of them said, "We are like fish living in a river. When the upstream water comes down, it may be very gentle, or it may be very urgent. , and occasionally very violent... This is not necessarily, it depends on its own mood. In gentle water, you can swim very comfortably, but if it becomes violent, no matter the big fish or the small fish, it will be washed down and rolled. When you get into the sand, some fish will never be able to climb out again, and some fish will struggle to swim again. You don't have to swim by yourself now. It will be put down, and if you are not prepared in the novice village, you will be weaker than other fish in the future, and in the event of a storm, you will be washed farther and it will be harder than other fish to climb back."
This is what Liu Zhongqi once said in class by a junior high school teacher, which is beyond the comprehension level of elementary school students. Said, when I grow up, I will definitely be the same as my father."
When Gan Qing came to the eighth floor, he happened to meet Han Dongsheng. Han Dongsheng went home to check if Mr. Zhou had come back by himself, but found that not only the old man was not there, but also the children were gone, and his face changed with anxiety.
"Mr. Han," Gan Qing stopped him, "Han Zhou is playing on the tenth floor. I'll come down and tell you, don't worry, go pick it up whenever it's convenient."
"That's good, I'm really sorry... Thank you!" Han Dongsheng took a few breaths and quickly said a lot of grateful words.
The sweat on his forehead seems to be unable to be wiped clean. Because of his fatness, he even looks very short of breath. His whole body has been deformed, and there are a row of edema pits on the back of his thick hands.
Gan Qing let him pass him calmly, looking at Han Dongsheng's back - she had seen this person before, more than 20 years ago, at that time, she was still a little girl who eats hands, the daughter of Fu Liangyue. People are already young adults.
She followed her master to visit old man Yu Huaide. Master didn't want to cause trouble, so he didn't show up at the martial arts conference, and only sat at Yu's house for a while, but she sneaked out to watch the fun while the adults were chatting.
Someone coaxed "Fu Liangyue" to show his hand. The shy boy blushed and refused, but he couldn't push it, so he played a set of performance palms. At the age of Gan Qing at the time, he couldn't see in this set of palms. What is the mystery, I just remember that the young man's figure is like a dragon, indescribably harmonious and free.
She was very envious and felt that this was much better than those boring kung fu at home.
Twenty years, is it enough to turn a person to ashes and change beyond recognition
Gan Qing felt a little tired, and the biological clock reminded her that it was time to go to bed. She shook her head and went back upstairs, yawning and staring at the two bear children doing their homework, waiting for their parents to pick them up.
Liu Zhongqi, who had just pretended to be a big-tailed wolf with his children, got half of the title of "correcting the special training" wrong again. Gan Qing looked at it for a while with her head propped up beside her. The person and number of the predicate are inconsistent, dear."
Liu Zhongqi took a closer look: "Oh... yes."
"This 'suggested' is not followed by 'to do', it should be followed by 'ing'."
Liu Zhongqi: "..."
"The article is missing before the subject in the third line."
Han Zhou looked up at Liu Zhongqi with sympathy and thought, "You're really learning."
Liu Zhongqi's face was sour, and he couldn't hang himself in front of the children. He threw the pen: "You are so capable, why are you still being kidnapped? Why don't you go to the United Nations as an interpreter?"
"No, no," Gan Qing waved her hand humbly, "I am an exam contestant, and I have to rely on subtitles to watch American dramas."
Liu Zhongqi provoked: "Then which university did you get into?"
Gan Qing said without changing his face: "California Ridonsko University, honorary graduate."
"...You're still an international student?" Liu Zhongqi was stunned, "Then why did you get mixed up like this?"
Gan Qing added with a smile: "It's called 'home squat' for short."
Liu Zhongqi: "..."
Scrat her to death!
Gan Qing picked up the books on the floor for him: "It's all in English. If you worked so hard, you wouldn't have learned it like this."
Liu Zhongqi squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "I want you to take care of it!"
"Because your brother doesn't want to teach you kung fu, right?" Gan Qing winked at him, "I guess, did he say that he taught you boxing only after passing English?"
"No!" Liu Zhongqi exclaimed, "My English is... I can pass occasionally! What he said was to get 120."
Gan Qing laughed out loud, and Liu Zhongqi, who vowed to defend the dignity of "One Hundred Two", became angry.
"Learn these things, and there will be opportunities in the future," she suddenly said. "It doesn't matter if you don't have the opportunity, anyway, it's useless to learn. In comparison, your brother thinks that the college entrance examination is more important."
Liu Zhongqi was stunned for a moment. When Gan Qing said this, the sullen smile on his face suddenly disappeared, revealing a little indescribable calmness.
"When I was as old as you, my head was full of pits," Gan Qing stood up and stretched, "It was only when I grew up that I realized that I was wrong, and I worked hard for several years to make up for the wasted time. return."
Liu Zhongqi looked at her blankly: "Then what?"
"No then," Gan Qing pressed on his head, "Time can't be made up—your brother is back."