When Jiang Cheng and Gu Fei walked out of the school gate one after the other, they wanted to tell Gu Fei, I am here for Gu Miao's face, not for you.
But Gu Fei never looked back, and he never had a chance to speak.
When they were standing side by side, there was nothing to say. Gu Miao hugged her skateboard and sat on the railing of the sidewalk, dangling her legs.
When she saw them come out, she immediately jumped down, threw the board forward, jumped up and slid in front of them after two steps, and then reached out and took out a handful of candy from Gu Fei's pocket.
Jiang Cheng was stunned for a while, watching Gu Miao pick out all the fruit candies in the candy.
This candy is actually prepared every day for the little friend Gu Miao
After Gu Miao peeled a piece of candy and put it in his mouth, he turned his head and stepped on the skateboard and rushed out, sliding on the sidewalk, probably because he was afraid of bumping into someone.
Jiang Cheng could only follow and stare at him. Although Gu Miao was very flexible and his skills were quite good, he was still a primary school student after all... And her brother actually turned around and took the car directly, without even looking over there.
Gu Miao slid forward for a while, then stopped and looked back at him.
"Why?" Jiang Cheng quickly walked a few steps to her side.
Gu Miao jumped off the skateboard and stepped aside.
Jiang Cheng really wanted to say that my whole body was sore from the fight with your brother yesterday, and I didn't want to slip, but Gu Miao's big eyes stared at him, and he couldn't say those words.
"Okay." He sighed, stepped on the skateboard and slowly slid forward.
Fortunately, this road is not the main road after turning a corner, and there are few people.
Gu Miao ran behind him and suddenly clapped her hands.
When he turned around, Gu Miao ran towards him at an accelerated rate, and made a gesture while running, as if he meant to let him go down.
"You're pretty good at playing..." He understood what Gu Miao meant and jumped off the skateboard.
Gu Miao just ran there, jumped forward and landed on the board, took advantage of inertia and rushed out, kicked a few more times, and then looked back at Jiang Cheng.
"Ah..." Jiang Cheng really felt very tired, but he still ran over, "Why didn't you ask your brother to accompany you to do this..."
Gu Miao jumped off the board, and he jumped on the board that was still sliding and continued to move forward.
Just like that, you and I slide forward piece by piece.
It was actually quite interesting. Gu Miao didn't speak, and he didn't need him to speak, so he could just cooperate with her like that. The key was that she had good skills, so Jiang Cheng didn't have to worry about her falling.
Gu Fei rode a bicycle more than ten meters away from them from beginning to end, one leg on the ground and dragged forward, suddenly fast and slow, lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, not looking at the road or his sister.
Jiang Cheng always wanted to wait for him to fall into an uncovered pit so that he could applaud himself.
But this small broken city was broken, and the management was pretty good. There was no shortage of bricks on the sidewalk. Gu Fei arrived at the street where they lived without incident.
"Okay," Jiang Cheng jumped off the skateboard, sweating all over his body, "I'm going back there."
Gu Miao stepped on the skateboard and waved goodbye to him.
He also waved.
Gu Miao put his hand to his mouth and whistled. Gu Fei raised his head and glanced at her. He stepped on the pedals abruptly, and the bicycle rushed out. When she passed by, she reached out and grabbed the back seat of the car and followed her. Gu Fei dashed out like a water skier.
"... Let's take off." Jiang Cheng looked a little speechless.
Gu Fei probably doesn't have a father, and it's hard to say what his mother is like. Gu Miao might have been brought up like a dog by Gu Fei.
This is going to be left at their house. When my mother sees who's brother takes his sister like this, it is estimated that he can talk about it for half a year.
… some things are like obsessive-compulsive disorder, and you will always remember them uncontrollably.
Jiang Cheng raised his head and suddenly took a big mouthful of cold air, feeling a little more at ease in his heart.
Back in Li Bao's country, there were no poker players, the living room was a mess, the unpacked cards on the table and a few broken jars filled with soot made people sick to see.
When Jiang Cheng entered the kitchen, he couldn't always order takeout, and now there was no pocket money, only those who couldn't go in and out every day, he had to save a little, just like Li Baoguo, let alone pocket money, if you didn't ask him for money, you had a conscience.
As soon as he entered the kitchen, he wanted to smash things. Yesterday, when Li Baoguo finished making dumplings, everything was spread out, and he didn't wash or clean up. There was still half a pot of noodle soup in the pot.
Jiang Cheng wanted to wash the pot, but as soon as he picked it up, his entire body froze in place.
A cockroach drowned in the noodle soup.
This scene made him so shocked that he couldn't vomit, so he stood in the kitchen with the pot in his hand, feeling that there were polypods crawling across his body, and it was a disgusting itching.
After standing for two minutes, he gritted his teeth and poured the noodle soup into the toilet, then put the pot on the ground, flushed the pot with the water pipe for a long time, and then washed it wildly with dish soap, and finally took a shower. Put the pot of water on the stove and start to boil the water.
After the water boiled, he did not turn off the fire, staring at the churning water surface until he felt that the last shadow of the cockroach had been boiled, so he poured the water and re-boiled a pot of water, intending to cook a bowl of noodles for himself. .
There is a refrigerator in the kitchen, which smells when opened. There are only a few small red peppers in it. According to the appearance, it has been in the refrigerator for at least a month.
No meat, no eggs, nothing.
Hold! Did Li Baoguo buy the meat for the dumplings according to the quantity? There is no extra money!
After staring at a pot of water for a while, he turned off the fire.
After a terrifying struggle between going out to eat, ordering takeout and buying some food to cook the noodles, he decided to go grocery shopping.
In the current environment, he is powerless to change, the only thing he can do is to adapt, although that is easier said than done.
He took his wallet and mobile phone and went out to buy groceries.
I should go to the vegetable market, but... He has been here for so long, and he walks back and forth almost every day.
I wanted to find someone to inquire about it, but I went to the street, and I didn't encounter anyone walking. It was cooking time, and everyone was staying at home.
He frowned and glanced down the other street.
Gu Fei's fake supermarket must have it. Even if there is no green vegetables, there must be some canned ham, sausage, fish, etc... I don't know if he has been too miserable recently, but he actually swallowed when he thought of these things. Swallowing, hungry.
Jiang Cheng, just look at your potential!
After self-reflection, he still turned into the next street.
Now that the curtain of Gu Fei's store was opened, it was almost a shadow, and I felt embarrassed every time. Now after the fight, I said three words in total in the morning, and even came to buy things, which is even more embarrassing.
As soon as the curtain was lifted, he felt dense eyes staring at him.
Embarrassed to be not embarrassed, almost scared somersault.
Seven people with 14 eyes, Gu Fei brothers and sisters plus not good birds and Li Yan.
Gu Fei was probably a little surprised, he looked back at him with chopsticks and said nothing. He didn't speak, and neither Good Bird nor Li Yan said a word.
Only Gu Miao stood up and waved at him.
He smiled at Gu Miao, then walked in: "I'll buy something."
"Go get it." Gu Fei said.
"Just... ham sausage or something, where is it?" Jiang Cheng looked inside. Gu Fei's shop was quite big, with several rows of shelves.
"The row by the window is the innermost." Li Yan said.
"Thank you." Jiang Cheng glanced at him and walked over.
All kinds are quite complete, ham sausage, small crispy sausage, sliced red sausage, he also took a package, and also took a canned pork belly and a can of fish.
After taking two steps to the cashier, thinking about it and turning a half circle, Li Baoguo's kitchen was really scary, and he was afraid of everything in it.
"Buy so much," Li Yan said while standing behind the cash register, "Are you going to cook?"
"Hmm," Jiang Cheng hesitated, "Is there a... pot?"
"Pot?" Li Yan was stunned for a while, then looked at Gu Fei, "Is there a pot?"
Gu Fei was also stunned for a while, then stood up: "What kind of pot?"
"It's just... a cooking pot, a soup pot." Jiang Cheng said.
"Yes," Gu Fei said, "but if you buy it in the mall, the quality is better."
"It's alright, as long as you have it." Jiang Cheng said.
Gu Fei glanced at him, turned around and walked to the far corner, took out two pots from a pile of buckets and basins, a frying pan and a soup pot, and raised it at him: "What size?"
"Okay." Jiang Cheng nodded and went over to take it.
"How about eating together," Li Yan supported the cashier, "It's about adding a pair of chopsticks."
Jiang Cheng took out his wallet. Li Yan said these words very enthusiastically, but when he looked up, Li Yan's eyes were filled with unfriendly provocation.
What bothered Jiang Cheng the most was that someone was arguing with him for no reason, pulling out the money and throwing it away, putting his hand on the cashier counter, and staring at him.
"The eyeballs fell out," Gu Fei walked over and sat back on the stool, and said, "Accept the money."
Li Yan stared at him again, lowered his head and took the money, and looked at him for a long time before finding him money.
Jiang Cheng saw that he didn't mean to bring a bag for himself, so he looked beside the cashier, and pulled two shopping bags from the stack of hanging shopping bags, packed everything, and then turned around and walked out the door.
"Are you sick?" Liu Fan looked at Li Yan.
"I'm not sick," Li Yan sat down, took a sip of wine from the glass, "I don't know why, but this kid is not pleasing to the eye."
"Isn't it pleasing to the eye?" Liu Fan said, "I didn't know that I thought you fell in love at first sight, so I almost licked it."
"Can you chat?" Li Yan glared at him.
"Brother Yan is in a bad mood today." Luo Yu said with a smile while digging into his bones.
"None of your business," Li Yan gave him a sideways look, "I made this meal, I don't want to go to the backyard and cook noodles by myself."
"Hey, let me tell you, Li Yan, you bought this big bone really well today," Liu Fan said, "It's fresh."
"I asked my mother to buy it," Li Yan said, "When it's cold, I always want to eat meat, my eyes are flashing green... Ermiao's mouth is oily, she's a little beauty, pay attention to her image. ."
Gu Miao took a tissue and wiped his mouth, burying his head and continuing to eat.
"By the way, that person didn't come back, right?" Liu Fan asked.
"Yeah." Gu Fei put some green vegetables in Gu Miao's bowl.
Gu Miao quickly took out the vegetables and wanted to put them in Li Yan's bowl, but Gu Fei's chopsticks directly caught her chopsticks: "My face is so dry that the skin is peeled off."
Gu Miao had to withdraw his hand and put the green vegetables into his mouth.
"If you have skin on your face, you don't need skin care products, right?" Li Yan leaned over to look at Gu Miao's face, "Er Miao, did you use the facial oil that Brother Yan bought for you last time?"
Gu Miao did not speak.
"She finds it troublesome." Gu Fei said.
Li Yan clicked his tongue: "I don't know who to follow this rough spirit, neither your mother nor your brother..."
He stopped halfway through speaking, stuck for a long time, and finally put a vermicelli in his mouth.
"It's okay." Gu Fei took a sip of soup.
Today's meal was made by Li Yan who bought vegetables to cook. The good thing about having a few unemployed friends who have nothing to do is that they will come to help when Mom is unreliable.
Gu Fei should not miss school when his mother comes to the store, but she doesn't stay for half a day at least two days a week, and Li Yan will come over to watch the store and cook.
The rice is not very well done, just throw all kinds of vegetables into it, cook a pot in a mess, and eat all the same taste, but he is willing to buy vegetables, and every time he can't fit in the pot, he has to ask someone to come over. eat.
After dinner, Liu Fan and a few all left. Li Yan leaned back on the chair, raised his head and rubbed his stomach: "Er Miao, I'll wash the dishes in a while, Brother Yan wants to digest food, so I ate too much."
Gu Miao picked up the skateboard and looked at Gu Fei.
"...Go." Gu Fei was a little helpless.
Gu Miao's love for skateboarding is like an obsessive-compulsive disorder, and she almost sleeps with this board.
"Da Fei," Li Yan opened his eyes and looked at Gu Fei after Gu Miao went out, "It's getting warmer and I can go out to play."
"Where to go?" Gu Fei asked.
"I don't know, why don't you ask Sister Xin," Li Yan said, "go out with their band."
"Forget it," Gu Fei lit a cigarette and dipped in his mouth, "I won't go out for a while, and I still carry a serious demerit punishment."
"You still care about this?" Li Yan smiled.
"You have to get a diploma." Gu Fei said.
"If you want to get closer to that scholar, you might be able to get into a good university." Li Yan looked at him.
Gu Fei glanced at him: "You have shit in your head."
"Actually," Li Yan thought for a while and looked at the ceiling, "If that kid didn't drag the sky like that... he would still be quite energetic."
Gu Fei did not speak.
"I quite like this one," Li Yan said again.
"You'll be beaten to the core by this one," Gu Fei said, "Idiot."
"The pattern is too long," Li Yan looked at his hair, "Do you want to fix it?"
"Aren't you having a hard time being idle?" Gu Fei puffed out a puff of smoke.
"Yes." Li Yan nodded.
Gu Fei turned his chair and turned his back to him.
Li Yan took out a toolbox from under the cash register: "How long do you have to keep this pattern on, or do you want to replace it with a new one?"
"No." Gu Fei put his head on the backrest.
"Ding Zhuxin is really your goddess." Li Yan took the tools and carefully began to repair the rest on his left.
"My goddess is Gu Miao," Gu Fei said, "Don't keep dragging me and Sister Xin together, especially in front of her."
"Understood," Li Yan nodded, "you are no longer a little follower, you don't look up to others anymore, and you don't even like women at all."
Gu Fei laughed a little: "Did she pay you wages?"
"No, I just think she's quite stupid, she knows you... and likes a thing like you," Li Yan sighed, "The name has been changed, I don't know what to think."
Gu Fei did not speak.
Ding Zhuxin's previous name was Zhuyin, but he later changed it to Zhuxin.
Bamboo has no heart.
Yeah, what do you think.
When he was a child, he admired Ding Zhuxin a lot, and he thought she was cool and free and easy. During the few years when he was most confused and helpless, Ding Zhuxin gave him much more support than his mother. I still appreciate it now, but he didn't think that many things would change. Changes always appeared little by little, and when he suddenly woke up, he realized that everything was different.
Jiang Cheng took his mobile phone to navigate for an hour and finally arrived at the logistics warehouse.
When the staff pulled his things out on a flatbed truck, he was startled, and several huge boxes piled up into a hill.
"You're right, it's all marked." The staff gave him a list.
After Jiang Cheng signed the words, he hurriedly went out to find a truck to pull the goods. The driver was unwilling to help him carry the box into the car, and he didn’t even bother to give him money. Jiang Cheng could only carry the box with one and a half hands on the ground. Got into the car.
At this moment, I felt unbearable pain all over my body, and it was like running 10,000 meters in a fight.
After the box was put on the car, the driver asked him to sit in the co-pilot, but he refused after thinking about it, and climbed into the cargo bucket at the back.
He couldn't wait to see what Mom sent him.
After he left the house, what his mother would send him, he always felt that he would know better what his mother was thinking when he saw these things.
The boxes were all sealed tightly, and he took a knife and cut open the heaviest box.
It's a box of books.
The novels and comics he bought, as well as the magazines he subscribed to, were neatly and tightly sized, Jiang Cheng frowned, took out a few from the top layer, and looked down.
I saw the review materials used in the high school entrance examination.
He closed the lid of the cardboard box. Mom guessed that he sent all the books on his bookshelf, and there were also books in the box below.
He is not particularly fond of reading books, and there are not many books on the bookshelf, but the addition of various review materials is enough to make these two cardboard boxes dead, just like his mood.
After hesitating for a while, he opened a smaller box next to him.
It was full of his gadgets, various ornaments on the desk and in the drawers, interesting little toys, crafts, alarm clocks, pen holders, small picture frames, and even an old cigarette lighter.
He closed his eyes, rubbed his hands hard on his face a few times, holding his forehead and didn't want to move any more.
Looking at this frame, my mother probably didn't leave anything behind him, except for the piano, all of them were sent.
For so long, he had been feeling depressed, depressed, incomprehensible and unacceptable, resentful and angry, but it was the first time he felt sad when he saw these things.
He had a cold war with his family, was scolded by his parents, and was sent back to his birthplace by them, all of which never made him sad. Seeing his mother seemed to have a task to accomplish, he didn't distinguish and didn't consider whether he needed it or not. It was only when he sent these things as they were that he felt a lot of pain in his heart.
This sadness was stronger and unavoidable than any of his previous emotions.
When the driver stopped, he almost couldn't get up.
A pile of large and small boxes were removed from the car. After the car drove away, Jiang Cheng lightly kicked the boxes and sighed.
He leaned against the box and stared at the snow that had been trampled into black mud on the side of the road.
"These two boxes of books." Jiang Cheng pointed at the boxes.
The uncle looked at it: "We now accept books at the same price as waste paper."
"Okay, take it." Jiang Cheng said.
After the uncle weighed the books, he opened the box of the small sundries, took out the big black slingshot that he only wanted to keep in it, and asked, "Where are these?"
"Let's see," the uncle rudely flipped back and forth in the box, and took out the contents to take a look. "These are useless, and I can't take them apart... Thirty yuan."
"Take it." Jiang Cheng said.
"The one you have is still worth a little money," the uncle said. "Twenty?"
"This one is not for sale." Jiang Cheng put the slingshot in his pocket, feeling that the uncle was really black, he bought it for more than 200 yuan, and even dared to speak for 20 yuan.
There are still two boxes of his clothes, and the uncle still wants to collect them with interest: "Where are the clothes?"
"What do you think?" Jiang Cheng said.
The uncle laughed a few times, took out the money from his pocket and handed it to him, as well as a business card: "If you have anything to sell, just call me. I live close by and come here quickly."
"Okay." Jiang Cheng stuffed the business card and a handful of money into his pocket.
When he dragged two boxes of clothes into the house, he felt as heavy as dragging two boxes of iron.
I don't know if it's really sinking, or if he's bored.
The clothes in the two boxes could still fit in the room. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the boxes in front of him.
So many things, it took a lot of money to transport them back, and then sold the scraps, he couldn't help laughing, this brain is too good, Xueba.
He took out dirty money from his pocket, it was change, but it looked like a lot.
Such a heavy box turned into a few small pieces of paper.