Ji Linqiu seemed to be smoked by the butter hot pot, Jiang Wang acted like a baby, and he agreed by accident.
He had already planned to avoid it all the time, not to waste even a little bit of time.
Sometimes the past and family are like a dark vortex, and even a little closer can suck out the light together.
People just go back there and become cranky, impatient, and difficult to communicate with.
Then they melted into the same kind as if they were self-defeating.
Jiang Wang has little interest in folk activities like Chinese New Year. He simply couldn't see other people tormenting Ji Linqiu.
It doesn't count if you bully yourself.
There are only two life philosophies of Jiang Wang, 'don't get tangled up in trouble' and 'if you have a problem, just do it'.
If you don't deal with the problem until it explodes, no matter how far you avoid it in the future, the trouble will still linger, and maybe one day it will suddenly appear to make a fool of you.
Ji Changxia hardly believed that this matter was solved so easily.
She lowered her head and ate half a bowl of fresh beef tripe that was so spicy that it turned black, and there was hardly any sweat on her forehead.
Until the meal was about to end, as if he had finally loaded the reading strip, he suddenly stood up and raised his glass.
"Brother Jiang, I offer you a toast! Really, thank you very much!"
Jiang Wang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and lowered the mouth of the cup.
"Then during the Chinese New Year, I will come over to bother you. Thank you in advance."
Ji Changxia didn't stay long in Hongcheng, as if he was afraid of causing trouble to them.
Ji Linqiu originally planned to take her around the next day, go to Jiang Wang Bookstore to have a cup of coffee and buy books, but unexpectedly, his sister hitchhiked back to the provincial capital in the morning, and even sent a text message asking him to eat on time and take good care of her. Own.
Ji Linqiu noticed that his sister was leaving in a hurry, and his expression was not relieved.
He stood at the door of the empty guest room for a long time, as if he was trying to save something, but missed again.
Strangely, Jiang Wang also disappeared.
This weekend, it is reasonable to say that Jiang Wang will work and sleep until the sky is dark, which is called "fully recharging the brain".
Ji Linqiu originally thought he was going to see Ji Changxia off, but the man didn't come back humming a little tune until half past twelve noon.
"I ate with Xingwang, and there is still soup for you in the kitchen."
Ji Linqiu didn't see anything wrong with him at first glance, but with a golden light flashing across his eyes, he finally saw the man's ears clearly.
"You... went to get your ears pierced?"
Jiang Wang walked towards him in a few steps, flaunting his hands forward, and his handsome profile immediately drew closer.
"Handsome."
He made a bone ring on the pinna of his left ear, and the pure gold ring passed through the cartilage and circled half a circle, shaking slightly when he moved.
The man's skin is wheat-colored, and his temperament is as flamboyant as a wild horse.
If ordinary people wear pure gold jewelry, their complexion will be black and yellow, it seems that it is always a bit vulgar.
But Jiang Wang's left ear was adorned with a gold ring, which on the contrary showed even more nobleness.
Calm and self-sufficient, the light in the eyes is also very bright when he smiles.
Peng Xingwang was cleaning the cupboards in the kitchen, but he rushed out to have a look.
"Wow—brother, don't you feel pain!"
"It's easy to get infected in hot weather," Ji Linqiu confirmed whether he had bought the ointment: "Be careful of inflammation and growth."
"It was played at a regular hospital,...that's not the point." Jiang Wang didn't wait for him to praise himself, and moved forward: "Praise me for being handsome, hurry up."
Only then did Ji Linqiu feel relieved, and said with a broken smile, "I didn't expect you to play so big early in the morning."
"It's really handsome." He felt something in his heart being pried again, and he calmly suppressed the strange feeling when he spoke: "Gold suits you very well."
Peng Xingwang stood on tiptoe to see, Jiang Wang bent down quite cooperatively.
"It's so beautiful," the child thought of something, and felt a little sad: "But then you won't be able to pick me up."
Jiang Wang didn't understand the logic of these two things.
"Ms. Xu is our homeroom teacher. She hates adults wearing jewelry to get their ears pierced, especially men." Peng Xingwang said sullenly: "If you wear this, she will say you are a bastard and a social gangster." , shemale gay."
Ji Linqiu stopped breathing slightly.
Before he could give any more reactions, Jiang Wang laughed again: "Mr. Xu must be right, right?"
Peng Xingwang had never been asked this way before, so he paused for a while and said, "But there was an old man who collected rags in the city before, he liked to wear skirts and hairpins, and many parents and mothers who played cards said that about him."
Jiang Wang squatted down to look at him, and asked patiently: "When the old man is not wearing a skirt, will those who speak take special care of him?"
"Well, no, it's still very rude."
"Will the fact that he wears a skirt hurt other people so that he will be locked up?"
"I don't think so."
"So, why can't he dress himself up better?"
Jiang Wang touched his earrings in front of Peng Xingwang, his smile was still bright.
"My brother is a very narcissistic person."
"My brother can't wait to go out shining brightly every day. Everyone who sees me will say that Boss Jiang is so fucking handsome."
After finishing speaking, he looked up at Ji Linqiu, who could only be pressed down to do it again.
"... Mr. Jiang, you are so handsome."
"Look, Teacher Ji is overwhelmed by my looks." Jiang Wang was very satisfied with the compliment, patted Peng Xingwang on the shoulder and said, "When you grow up, it's okay to punch a few holes in your ears. Dye your hair like green onions."
Peng Xingwang seemed to understand, and looked up at Teacher Ji again.
Then there was a little more longing in the eyes.
"Ms. Ji must look very good-looking if she wears earrings."
He was afraid that Ji Linqiu would misunderstand him, so he quickly added: "TV stars are like this! There will be a beautiful little gem here in the earlobe!"
Ji Linqiu made this kind of plan a long time ago, and laughed helplessly when he heard the sound: "The male teacher does not allow wearing ear studs. If I get my ears pierced now, I have to wear something to keep the piercing from healing, so it's unlikely."
"Then you can also wear ear clips." Jiang Wang didn't take it seriously: "Go, I will accompany you to pick it later."
Peng Xingwang played in the living room for a while and then went upstairs to spread the quilt. The two adults acquiesced to his simple idea of earning rent through labor, and stayed in the living room to apply medicine.
The hospital gave the corresponding disinfectant spray and two tubes of ointment, which need to be applied three times a day.
Ji Linqiu had applied medicine to the students several times before, so he thought this kind of trivial matter was just helping out.
It wasn't until Jiang Wang took off the bone ring and sat in front of him that he realized that he couldn't do anything.
Jiang Wang's body is fragrant.
This fragrance does not come from laundry detergent, body wash or shampoo.
It's the hormonal smell of a twenty-seven-year-old man.
Like the bright sunshine from summer to autumn, the golden light sprinkled all over the ground, scorching the fallen leaves of the grass and fields.
He could smell the light peppermint scent of his aftershave, he could smell the warmth of being embraced by the sun
Son.
Even after smoking yesterday, the slightly bitter taste has not completely dissipated on the collar side.
Each strand swayed like a fish, making Ji Linqiu's breathing unnatural.
He shouldn't be this close to a man. He seems to be overly sensitive to his hormones.
"Huh? Can't find a place." Jiang Wang turned his back to Ji Linqiu, and touched his ear with his fingertips: "Here."
Ji Linqiu lowered his head to take the cotton swab, regretting moving here.
He should continue to live alone.
Spray once first, then apply back and forth thinly.
Ji Linqiu deliberately distanced himself, bent over to paint him, and didn't want to have any more physical contact with Jiang Wang.
"You can support my shoulder." Jiang Wang looked back, and found that Ji Linqiu was hesitating, and puffed up his bun face and dragged his voice: "Mr. Ji—we've known each other so much that you still worry about this."
Every time he acted like a baby, he was just like Peng Xingwang, very childish.
Ji Linqiu sighed inwardly, feeling a headache for the straight man's rough nerves.
"Don't move around, be careful that I pierce your ear with a cotton swab."
Jiang Wang obediently remained motionless, playing with the gold bone ring with his fingertips, watching its luster shake back and forth.
"It took me more than an hour to choose this one." He whispered, "I'm afraid you will laugh at me if you choose too ugly."
"Why are you laughing at you?" Ji Linqiu turned his attention to the wound on the side of his ear, and carefully wiped the reddened area with the edge of a cotton swab.
It took Jiang Wang a while to speak, his voice a little green.
"Because... I have always envied you."
"Mr. Ji is very good-looking, can sing and play the guitar, and speaks good English."
"I have read a lot of books, and I understand everything."
"After thinking about it, I have to tidy myself up a bit to get extra points."
When he said these thoughts, like a high school student, he was in awe of Teacher Ji.
Also like an adult trying to stand by Ji Linqiu's side, nonchalant and serious.
Ji Linqiu put down the cotton swab and packed all the medicines into the medicine box.
"You have good taste." He motioned for him to put the bone ring back on and look in the mirror again.
"I said before that there is a small mole on the side of your neck near the earlobe. If you don't look carefully, it looks like it is specially dotted there."
"It would look ugly if the earlobe was pierced. This is just right now."
Jiang Wang blew his whistle, and came back with a snarl.
"I'll take you to get one tomorrow."
"No, if you want to come, you have to wait until next summer vacation."
Jiang Wang responded, stretched out his hand to touch his right ear, and swayed his calloused palm past the wing of the ear.
"Your earlobes are round and fit well."
Ji Linqiu's blood seemed to be electrified for a moment, and he looked up at him as if he was nailed in place.
Men are still considering whether stud earrings or earrings are more suitable.
Ji Linqiu once again forced himself to filter out all unnecessary emotions.
His instinct seemed to be awakened at last.
Telling himself that the man on the opposite side is precisely within his liking range, and he can totally like him.
With admiration, with desire, with all obscene and lingering thoughts.
"I'm going upstairs first, Xingwang is still waiting for me to move things together."
Jiang Wang got up and took the medicine box back into the storage cabinet, waved and said, "Let's have grilled razor clams for dinner? I'll drive, you treat~"
Ji Linqiu withdrew his gaze and said in a low voice, "Forget it."
"There's still work to do, so go ahead."
He dared not look him in the eye.
-2-
The bookstore has been in some trouble recently.
—Coffee is not selling well.
Boss Jiang is not a person who pursues interests absolutely, so he put this question on hold for a long time.
Until one day I compared the bills and found that half of the coffee beans purchased three months ago were left.
"Only high school students like to have two cups. Now junior high school students like to drink milk tea, and they also buy a lot of desserts." The staff on duty explained: "Other people in the city think coffee is bitter and drink less."
…probably not yet the time for this culture to be marketed.
Just like avocados are made by advertising, Double Eleven was not a shopping festival. In 2006, coffee was still a pastime for a few people.
Isn't it fragrant to drink tea
Boss Jiang reflected on his habitual thinking, and ordered the internal staff to take the menu back and change it again.
"Have chocolate mille-feuille and mango mille-feuille, and sell some soufflé."
This kind of dessert is very popular with little girls, and the ingredients are cheap and easy to make, so there is nothing wrong with it.
The staff responsible for the records looked blank.
"Thousand-layer cake? Make that layered cake with scallion oil earlier?"
"What suits mine?"
Jiang Wang was a little disgusted: "You look it up online, don't ask me everything."
After a while the employee ran back again.
"Boss, after checking, there is really nothing."
Jiang Wang wondered if you were kidding me, so he checked in front of him.
So far, there are only three relevant search records, and they are irrelevant personality tests. There is really no way to do this.
Boss Jiang was hit by the time-space gap for the first time.
Isn't it true that the information in 2006 was so blocked
… so this kind of dessert only slowly became popular after 2010
"I'll look back." He coughed, "Go and do other things first."
It must be available on the external network. I will ask Mr. Ji to help translate it later, and I will do it myself before teaching the staff.
Boss Jiang was inexplicably confident in his cooking learning ability, so he turned around and left work early to pick up the children from school.
There are peddlers at the school gate selling grasshopper cages with bamboo poles.
After drying, the rush grass will turn brown and yellow, tough and hard, and can be bent and twisted several times to make an anise plant cage.
A large string of katydid cages was tied to the pole like bells, and the sound came rushing towards us like a tide.
Jiang Wang almost forgot that there was such a gadget in the past, so he asked the price on purpose.
"One for three dollars! Two for five dollars!"
The first batch of children just came out of school early, and when they heard the sound, they scrambled to buy it.
Jiang Wang paid for one and walked inside with a rush knot.
Peng Xingwang just walked out of the class, was startled when he saw him, and quickly laughed.
"elder brother."
"Mr. Ji is not in your class today? Let's wait for him."
The two stood by the corridor on the first floor and waited quietly.
Jiang Wang played with the octagonal cage freshly, and after a while he remembered that it was a small gift for Xing Xing, and put the cage in his palm.
"do you like it?"
he's worried about it
The son yelled and disturbed the people in the middle of the night, and specifically said: "You turn around and put the small cage on the west balcony on the third floor, and you can live for a long time by giving some leaves every day."
The child took the straw cage, looked through it curiously, and said thank you.
Jiang Wang smelled something wrong again.
The kid didn't jump today.
The spirit seems to be okay, but I guess there is still something wrong.
Now raising a child is like drawing a lottery every day, and if he is lucky, something will happen.
Just as Ji Linqiu came down with his bag, he saw one big and one young waiting beside the stairs, stunned for a while.
"Brother Jiang... are you waiting for me?"
"Well, let's go home together." Jiang Wang took Peng Xingwang and said with a smile, "If you don't come back, there will be fewer people at home."
Ji Linqiu had no choice but to hold Peng Xingwang on the other side, and whispered, "There's no need to wait for me, sometimes I have to work late."
Jiang Wang suddenly turned to look him in the eyes.
"Ms. Ji is shy?"
Ji Linqiu glared at him.
Peng Xingwang didn't say much until he got in the car.
Jiang Wang had been deliberately invigorating the atmosphere since just now, and only asked him what happened when the car started slowly.
Children are conflicted.
"I don't think I should say it," he struggled, "...it's something I provoked myself."
Although the school teachers strictly guard against it, some children always like to bully others in groups.
It was Peng Xingwang who was bullying earlier, but later he began to laugh at another little girl who had a stutter.
A few boys and girls would surround her during recess, imitating how she spoke with exaggerated facial expressions, and then surrounded her and called her nicknames loudly.
"I... I wanted to stop them in the past." Peng Xingwang said in a low voice, "Maybe I shouldn't provoke them."
Ji Linqiu's class today is in the class next door, and his eyes turned cold when he heard the sound.
He first observed whether there were any scars on Xingwang's body, and then asked what happened afterwards.
"They didn't dare to hit me because they were all afraid of Big Brother." The child sighed, feeling a bit old-fashioned for no reason.
"Then they began to sing "Only Mom Is Good in the World" around me."
Only a mother is good in the world, and a child without a mother is like a grass. Leaving mother's embrace, where is happiness to be found.
Only a mother is good in the world. A child with a mother doesn't know it. If he knows, he will laugh in his dream.
Children look pure, good is also pure good, and evil is also naked evil.
Jiang Wang's eyes darkened, and a certain pain point in his heart was stepped on.
Who wrote this stupid nursery rhyme
"I wanted to explain that my mother is always here, and I will go to Cizhou to see her on November 1." Peng Xingwang said softly, "I'm afraid that if I say more, they will have more to say."
Jiang Wang really wanted to teach Peng Xingwang to swear back at this second, the harder he is, the more he pokes people's weaknesses.
But he didn't want to make him mean too.
Ji Linqiu said suddenly: "Turn around."
"U-turn?"
"Ms. Xu hasn't left yet, she stays very late every day."
At this moment, the car had already driven to the entrance of the community, Ji Linqiu put his seat belt back on.
"Let's go find her."
Jiang Wang was not sure about the consequences of doing so, but still chose to trust him.
Peng Xingwang suddenly panicked.
"Are you going to see the teacher?" He said anxiously, "Will it make things worse? Actually, I don't take these things to heart, or just treat it as a thing of the past."
Ji Linqiu reached out and touched the child's head.
"Xing Xing, there are some things that need to be resolved by adults."
"You can't hold yourself accountable for everything."
Peng Xingwang's hair was fluffy and soft, and felt like a fluffy chick.
Mrs. Xu really stayed in the office to change her homework, and the food in the insulated lunch box next to her was already cold.
When she heard the knock on the door, she raised her head, her gaze stayed on Jiang Wang's ear for a few seconds, showing a disapproving expression.
"What's up?"
Ji Linqiu led Peng Xingwang in and explained what happened before and after.
The old lady was also annoyed by the children to the point where her nerves became rough. She rubbed her forehead and said, "It's too much. I'll ask them to come over tomorrow to apologize."
Peng Xingwang subconsciously wanted to nod, but was blocked by Ji Linqiu.
"I know you've worked hard, but Mr. Xu, if you don't tell the truth about some things, it's just appeasement."
He rarely used such a serious tone, and his whole aura was unconsciously opening up.
"It's happened more than once."
"In every class there will be disadvantaged children, who are sick, divorced, too fat or too thin, too smart or not smart, and after they bully one, there will always be another one."
"Teacher Xu, I don't need to say more about the rest."
Jiang Wang has never seen such a teacher Ji.
Teacher Ji always seems to be neither fighting nor grabbing, nor angry.
This is the first time his edge has appeared in the working state.
Mrs. Xu adjusted her reading glasses and looked at Ji Linqiu up and down again.
She spoke slowly.
"Do you think I should get involved in such trivial matters?"
Ji Linqiu did not back down, but looked directly into senior's eyes.
"You should."
"It's just that nothing major has happened yet, Mr. Xu."
The old lady finally heard the meaning of the warning, and after a long while said she got it, indicating that they could leave.
On the second day, there was a class meeting in the class, and a few thorny heads were invited to the podium, all old accounts were settled, and at the same time, they made an example of others.
The old lady can't lose her temper, but she can also make people unable to lift their heads when they are cold and mocking.
"Don't apologize to Peng Xingwang."
"You should apologize to the whole class, and to all the classmates you laughed at."
Several boys and girls were trained to be ashamed, and finally bowed and admitted their mistakes together.
After Peng Xingwang went through this incident, the one who was shocked was not the elation itself.
The child seems to have been opened up suddenly, and trusts the adults more again.
It was like finally coming out of the isolated and helpless wilderness, tentatively trying to hold more hands.
When the news came back to Jiang Wang's ears, he was waiting for the translation of the dessert recipe next to Ji Linqiu.
Ji Linqiu printed out the materials on the external network, and translated them line by line with a pen used to correct homework. The handwriting is clear and powerful, with a kind of unconscious beauty.
Jiang Wang was originally reading his writing, and his eyes fell on Teacher Ji's eyelashes.
When Ji Linqiu is docile, she looks particularly easy to bully.
Like a fluffy white rabbit, it seems that it will not make a sound after biting down.
In fact, he can kick people's face full of blood with one claw, and he still looks like a normal person after the incident, innocent and pure.
Jiang Wang's Adam's apple twitched, his heart was hooked
itch.
He suddenly wanted to touch Ji Linqiu's beautiful ears, just like rubbing his favorite rabbit.
"What are you staring at me for?"
"A little surprised." Jiang Wang leaned to the side to watch him write the steps of making crepes, and said slowly: "I always thought you were afraid of Mrs. Xu."
Don't say whether Ji Linqiu is afraid or not, Jiang Wang himself has been afraid since he was a child, and every day when he goes to the office, he is five steps away from this cool old lady, never getting too close.
"Well, very scared. She is also very strict with her colleagues."
"Then why do you still take Xing to see her?"
Ji Linqiu's pen paused, and continued writing after a while.
350ml milk, two eggs.
30 grams of white sugar, 130 grams of low-gluten flour.
"I still hope that Xingwang can believe that there is order in this world."
When Ji Linqiu spoke again, his voice was cold and deep, and every word was pleasant to hear.
"I hope he doesn't have to carry everything he encounters by himself, and live a little more like a child."
"...that's how I love him."
Jiang forgot, and tilted his head against the crook of his arm and fell silent.
In fact, he hid his face under his arms and smiled quietly.