Tong Xuelu returned home and found that the atmosphere was a little different from usual.
Tong Jiaxin sits against the wall with his arms folded, as if he is arguing with someone. Tong Jiaming sits in front of him, and his face is not very good-looking.
Tong Mianmian's big eyes are watery, and when she comes back, she can usually see that her eyes will be curved into crescents, but at this time, she is full of worry.
She looked at the second brother, then turned to look at the third brother, her big eyes flickering: "Second brother, third brother, don't quarrel, Mianmian will give you candy."
She put the toffee in her hands into the hands of her two brothers, but Tong Jiaxin, who is usually a glutton, didn't take it this time.
Tong Jiaming touched her head and comforted her softly: "Brother didn't quarrel, you can eat the candy yourself."
"Yes, you have a quarrel!"
Tong Mianmian is stubborn to put candy into their hands. In her little heart, as long as she eats her candy, her brothers will be happy, and then there will be no more quarrels.
"What happened?"
Tong Xuelu took off the military satchel and put it on the table and asked.
Tong Mianmian took the lead and ran over with his short legs: "Sister, the second brother and the third brother quarreled, and the third brother hit his head."
Tong Xuelu picked her up and walked towards Tong Jiaxin: "Why did your head hurt? Did you hit it yourself, or did something happen?"
Tong Jiaxin, who had been silently facing the wall, suddenly turned around suddenly and stared at her with red eyes: "Don't worry about it!"
Tong Mianmian was taken aback, her little lips were flattened, and she said with a crying voice: "Third brother, you are bad, you can't talk to my sister like that!"
Tong Jiaxin roared with bulging eyes: "she is your sister, not my sister, who wants her to meddle in her own business!"
After he finished speaking, he turned and ran out of the living room, and then there was a heavy sound of the door closing from the other side of the room.
After Tong Jiaxin left, the living room was quiet for a few seconds.
Tong Jiaming and Tong Mianmian looked at Tong Xuelu with four eyes at the same time, with worry and caution in their eyes.
"Sister, I'm sorry, the third brother is bad, and the elder sister is not angry."
Small dumplings, small people, but know that my sister has been wronged.
At the same time, she was also faintly worried that her sister would scold the third brother. She didn't want her sister to quarrel with the third brother, so she apologized for the third brother.
Tong Jiaming pursed his lips and said dryly, "Jia Xin doesn't know what's wrong."
If it were Tong Xuelu from before, he would have lost his face long ago.
Since you think I'm nosy, that's fine, I don't care about your life or death.
But having experienced so many things in her previous life, the first thing she learned was to be calm in the face of trouble.
Tong Jiaxin is a bear boy, but he has to be measured.
When she returned to Tong's house on the first day, both brothers had opinions on her in their hearts, but in that case, Tong Jiaxin didn't look bad on her face to face.
Although he still doesn't want to call her sister up to now, he usually does whatever she says and what she arranges.
Therefore, he suddenly made this move today, it should be something happened to him, and it is most likely related to her.
When Tong Jiaxin turned around just now, she also saw the wound on his forehead. There was no bleeding, but a large bruise.
Did you get bullied at school
Thinking of this, Tong Xuelu frowned.
School violence exists no matter what era it is, and it will not happen because the people of this era are simple.
On the contrary, the more innocent people tend to be, the more terrifying they are to bully.
Tong Xuelu saw Tong Mianmian's small mouth with a flat mouth, as if she was about to cry, so she comforted her first: "Sister is not angry, she is thinking about something, have you eaten yet?"
The little dumpling nodded, and said in a milky voice, "I've eaten it, and the dishes made by the second brother are not as delicious as those made by my sister."
Tong Xuelu couldn't help laughing when she heard the words, the little man actually learned to pick and choose.
She pinched her nose, put her down and said, "you go and play by yourself, my sister has something to tell your second brother."
Tong Mianmian tilted his head to think for a moment, then kicked his short legs to find Tong Jiaxin.
"When did you find out that Jiaxin was injured?"
Tong Jiaming frowned slightly: "I asked him after school, but he didn't say anything."
Tong Xuelu thought for a while and said, "Then don't ask him any more. Tomorrow you go to the school to inquire, and pay more attention after class to see if someone is bullying him."
Tong Jiaming nodded: "Okay."
In fact, she didn't say that, he planned to do the same tomorrow.
Tong Xuelu nodded, stood up and was going to boil water for a bath, when suddenly he heard Tong Jiaming say, "Aren't you angry?"
Tong Xuelucha said angrily, "Don't be angry, because you are all my younger brothers, and I came back to protect you!"
Tong Jiaming's heart seemed to be pinched hard, and it was sour.
He lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Tong Xuelu's red lips ticked slightly: "By the way, what is Jiaxin's favorite food?"
Tong Jiaming didn't expect her to ask this, so he was startled and said, "Jia Xin likes meat and noodles with scallion oil."
In fact, Tong Jiaxin likes the scallion noodles made by their mother the most, but they can't eat it anymore.
Tong Xuelu nodded, turned around and went out to boil water to take a bath.
Tong Jiaxin didn't come out again until he went to bed.
The next day, Tong Xuelu got up an hour earlier than usual to cook.
She planned to make scallion noodles with scallion oil for that bear child, Tong Jiaxin.
In her last life, she had a good-looking best friend who had a good family and a warm family relationship, but she always lacked a sense of security. She didn't understand it at first, but only later did she hear that she was the second eldest in the family and had been neglected by her family since she was a child.
Her eldest brother is the first child in the family and has received much attention and love. The younger sister is younger than her and is the last child of her parents. She is cute and cute, and her parents dote on her very much. One of the least noticed.
She felt that Tong Jiaxin should feel the same way, so she planned to give him some warmth and love today.
Tong Xuelu poured the flour into the basin, put in a little salt, kneaded the dough with cold water, and then covered it with a cloth to wake up the noodles.
The key to scallion oil noodles is scallion oil. She washed the green onions, cut the green onions into sections, and cut the shallots into chopped green onions.
Then cut the cucumbers I brought back from the state-run restaurant last night into shredded cucumbers for later use.
Put cold oil in the pan, throw the shallots into the pan when the oil is hot, and simmer until the shallots turn brown, add soy sauce and salt, then add a spoonful of sugar and stir, and soon the fragrance will come out.
Finally, take out the discolored onion segments, and the scallion oil is done.
The noodles also woke up now. She made the dough into ramen noodles, and then put it into a pot to cook, and then put it in cold water after it was cooked.
When the noodles were cooked, Tong Jiaming and others just got up.
When Tong Jiaxin woke up, he was no longer angry, but regretted that he lost his temper last night.
But if you want him to apologize, he can't say it.
He glanced at Tong Jiaming secretly, and found that Tong Jiaming was looking over, he immediately tilted his head and pretended to be looking at the ceiling.
Tong Jiaming said, "get up quickly and go to wash and eat."
Tong Jiaxin was silent.
Tong Jiaming didn't scold him, turned around and went out.
After Tong Jiaming went out, Tong Jiaxin sat up, scratched his head angrily, and made his hair into a chicken coop.
As soon as Tong Jiaming walked out of the room, he smelled a domineering scent from the kitchen.
It smelled like scallion oil.
He suddenly remembered what Tong Xuelu asked him last night, moved in his heart, and stepped up to the kitchen.
The closer he got to the kitchen, the stronger the taste, and his stomach couldn't help gurgling with hunger.
Tong Xuelu looked up just in time to see him coming: "You came just in time, the noodles with scallion oil is ready, take it to the living room and eat it."
Tong Jiaming looked at the fragrant scallion noodles on the stovetop, and the feeling of sourness and swelling in his heart came again last night.
With a "hmm", he took two bowls of noodles with scallion oil and went to the living room.
When walking through the room, Tong Jiaxin just came out of the room.
Seeing the noodles with scallion oil, his eyes lit up, and he immediately forgot his awkwardness and said happily, "Second brother, did you make this? How did you know I wanted to eat noodles with scallion oil?"
Tong Jiaming glanced at him: "I didn't make it, she made it. She asked you what you like to eat last night, and I told her you like scallion noodles."
Tong Jiaxin's eyes widened, as if he didn't understand what he said, and he didn't seem to believe it.
Tong Jiaming didn't say a word, and went to the living room with noodles.
Tong Jiaxin stood there for a while before going to the yard to wash his face and brush his teeth.
While brushing his teeth, his eyes fell on the kitchen side from time to time, and when he saw Tong Xuelu's figure appearing in the window, he immediately lowered his head like a small animal that was discovered.
Tong Xuelu guessed that Tong Jiaxin would be awkward, so instead of going to the living room for dinner, he killed the scallion noodles in the kitchen, and then went to ask Tong Mianmian to get up.
Tong Jiaxin was originally worried that it would be embarrassing to meet later, and didn't want to meet Tong Xuelv until he went to school.
Not sure why, he felt a little lost and uncomfortable.
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Tong Xuelu took Tong Mianmian to Wei's house, and returned the flour bought at the supply and marketing cooperative yesterday to Wei's house.
Suddenly, she remembered the piece of "really good" that Wen Rugui gave her, and asked, "By the way, Grandma Shen, is there anyone you know who can make clothes?"
Shen Wanrong: "What? Do you want to make clothes?"
Tong Xuelv nodded: "Well, I have a piece of 'really good' cloth in my hand, and I want to make it into a skirt, but I can't make it myself."
Private business is not allowed now. Most people either go to department stores to buy ready-to-wear clothes or make them themselves. However, some tailors will secretly pick up some private work, but this kind of work requires an introduction from an acquaintance to find someone.
Shen Wanrong smiled and said, "Then you have found the right person. I make all the clothes in my house."
Tong Xuelu's eyes lit up: "Really? Grandma Shen's craftsmanship is so good, I thought you all bought your clothes in department stores!"
The smile in Shen Wanrong's eyes deepened: "I made it all. I have a sewing machine at home. You bring the cloth back and I will make it for you."
"Thank you grandma Shen, but I usually don't have time until I get off work at night."
The work of the state-run hotel is very easy, but the downside is that there are three hundred and sixty-five days a year, except for the New Year's party, almost all year round.
Shen Wanrong smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, you can come over when you get off work."
Tong Xuelu thanked her again and again, and then said goodbye to her and Tong Mianmian and went to work.
When Tong Jiaming went to school, he kept thinking about Tong Jiaxin. He was distracted several times in class, and was named and criticized by the teacher.
After class, he rushed to the lower grade side.
He didn't go directly to Tong Jiaxin's class, but found people around to ask and inquire.
It's just that this kind of thing is hard to inquire about. People who know Tong Jiaxin don't know about it, and people who don't know Tong Jiaxin don't even know what happened.
I have asked several people, but there is no clue at all.
There is not much time between classes, and he can't spend it here all the time. He is going to go to the toilet and go back to class.
Unexpectedly, when I walked to the toilet, I suddenly heard a sound coming from behind the toilet.
"Tong Jiaxin, you idiot, didn't you say you were going to tell the teacher? Why didn't you go? "
"Of course it's because he's cowardly. If he dares to go, I'll eat all the shit in the toilet!"
"Hahaha... You're too disgusting! But you just reminded me, go to the toilet and get some shit, and I'm going to feed him!"
Tong Jiaming was furious when he heard it, his hands clenched into fists, and the blue veins on his forehead and back of his hands were all exposed.
He pulled his legs and ran to the back of the toilet, and then saw Tong Jiaxin being pressed against the wall of the toilet by several boys, with a shoe stuck in his mouth, so he couldn't make a sound.
In addition to the forehead, there are several more scars on the face.
Tong Jiaming's brain made a "buzz", and the line of reason broke instantly.
He blushed and rushed over, kicking the sharp-mouthed boy's ass.
The sharp-mouthed boy didn't expect someone to attack him from behind, and when he jumped forward, he slammed into the wall.
His mouth and nose were numb, and his nose was sore and swollen, and a stream of heat gushed out.
He reached out and touched it, oh my god, he's bleeding!
The sharp-mouthed boy scolded a foul language, turned around and rushed over and twisted into a ball with Tong Jiaming.
The other two boys reacted and immediately joined the fight.
Tong Jiaxin had been caught with both hands and couldn't move just now. Now he saw three people beating his second brother and one person. He took out the shoe from his mouth and threw it at those people, and quickly joined the fight.
Several people fought indistinguishably and quickly caught the attention of others.
Someone immediately went to report to the teacher.
Then the teachers came and several were separated and taken to the office.
Ma Mei is Tong Jiaxin's head teacher and the cousin of the sharp-mouthed boy.
Seeing that her nephew was beaten, her nose was bruised, and her nose was bleeding. She poked Tong Jiaming's face with her fingers: "It's a shame that you are a senior and you actually bully the younger. I think you don't want to study at school!"
Tong Jiaming said with a cold face, "they bullied my brother first! Teacher, why don't you criticize them?"
Ma Mei sneered: "Why don't you think about it, why do they bully your brother if they don't bully others?"