Jiang Wang hurriedly responded.
"I'll go this weekend, don't worry."
After hanging up the phone and returning to the room, Peng Xingwang had finished his math homework and was clumsily drawing letters on the notebook.
The child didn't ask any questions, but Jiang Wang couldn't help but ask.
"Ms. Ji is calling."
"Hey?" Peng Xingwang's ears perked up: "Did he praise me?"
"He told you to take a bath and rub the mud more." Jiang Wang said lazily: "Hurry up and write, and I will wash it for you later."
Peng Xingwang hummed quickly, and when he was doing his homework, he shook his chair from side to side.
There are only four small TVs in the guest house, except for the local news, which is the rebroadcast of the World Cup, and the other two channels are all advertisements for health care products.
"A thousand-year-old genius doctor's best prescription!"
"One course of treatment does not damage the kidneys, and three courses of treatment lasts all night!"
"My wife took this deer-fang bone-strengthening secret medicine, and the high blood pressure is gone, and the migraine is gone!"
"The secret medicine of the deer prescription, the good medicine of the deer prescription, the magic medicine of the century-old Lu family!!"
Jiang Wang turned off the TV expressionlessly.
The child glanced at him quietly.
"Look what I'm doing."
"Brother."
"?"
"Did you come to our city to find medicine?"
"Write. Do. Work."
After finishing his English homework, Peng Xingwang jumped in front of him with his Chinese papers in his arms, full of anticipation.
"The teacher asked us to read the text three times, and also asked the parents to sign it."
He was especially happy that someone finally signed him.
"Read it."
"Little ↗ White → Rabbit ↑ Bend → Writing..."
Jiang Wang held down his textbook.
"Read it in human language."
Peng Xingwang felt that his elder brother had become fierce again, so he subconsciously trembled, cleared his throat and started again.
"Little-white-rabbit-bend-read-"
Jiang Wang pressed his book again.
"Stop reading it, sign it."
Peng Xingwang looked disappointed: "Is it because I can't read well?"
"You speak in an ordinary and flat tone." Jiang Wang taught him patiently: "Don't learn to be like three yellow chickens crowing."
Peng Xingwang held back his voice, and read it flatly in a tone like a dead fish.
"Very good." The elder brother nodded in satisfaction: "I will read it like this from now on."
After the business was done, the two moved a Maza to rub mud in the shower room.
Jiang Wang used to take a bath every day, his body was strong and wheat-colored, and he simply washed it twice to count as water.
The child has been soaked in a slum-like environment for several years, and he rarely takes a serious bath, and he can smell the sour smell if he gets close.
Even though he was rubbing himself now, Jiang Wang still pinched his nose, frowning, and rubbed the sweat on his neck with a towel.
Peng Xingwang behaved obediently like a puppy, even daring not to bark when he was rubbed occasionally.
The man felt uncomfortable seeing his obedient and docile appearance.
"Just say it hurts."
Peng Xingwang blinked, and deftly avoided the topic.
"Brother, do you have a favorite teacher?"
Jiang Wang rubbed the dead skin on the back of his neck, and said casually, "There is a very trustworthy teacher."
"He was very kind to me. When he saw that I was poor, he would bring me special meals."
"Ah." Peng Xingwang raised his head and blew a snot bubble: "That must be as good as Teacher Ji."
The man didn't answer, he turned him around and continued rubbing the mud, remembering to squeeze some shower gel when his skin turned red.
"It's a pity that that person has a bad life afterward."
"He is very kind to everyone. He doesn't accept red envelopes during festivals and festivals, and even takes care of the students. It's like he was born to be a teacher."
Peng Xingwang was very good at timing and handed a piece of soap, stretched his arms and said, "Is your teacher sick?"
Jiang Wang shook his head.
"He's healthy."
"But... I later heard from relatives that he lived to forty or fifty without getting married."
The child didn't understand: "Is it a bad life if you don't get married?"
Jiang Wang smiled and used the nozzle to wash him clean.
"I'll explain it to you later."
People in big cities live freely.
Neighbors may not see each other for a lifetime, and millions of people seem to experience parallel time and space in the same steel forest.
The small town is like a spider web, with too many entanglements of right and wrong.
That year when he went back to attend the wedding banquet of his best buddy Yang Kai, there was an aunt at the banquet chattering about putting vegetables into plastic bags.
"The one in Lao Ji's family has never been married?"
"This is almost fifty people, and I don't even look at how white my parents' hair is, alas."
The old man in the flowered shirt next to him gave him a look, and deliberately lowered his voice: "Are you talking about that teacher Ji from Hongshan Elementary School?"
"That's right. When I was young, I was very handsome. Even if I was teaching, many matchmakers failed."
"What do you know?" The old man stretched out a hand under the table, and hooked his little finger ambiguously with his eyes: "Generally, this is probably the one who is not married or looking for a woman at this age."
The women stretched out their hands to cover their mouths pretending to be surprised, seeing that they had heard something terrible and dirty their ears, they laughed together and moved closer to chatting, their voices were so trivial and tedious that it was annoying to hear.
Jiang Wang saw Teacher Ji with graying temples at the wedding banquet that day.
He was in his twenties and still only knew that person was Teacher Ji.
Gentle and respectable, persuasive and persuasive, listening to and sending out novels has been supporting students in mountainous areas over the years.
Jiang Wang knows that homosexuality is not a good word in this small town context.
Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou are free and open, as long as they don't disturb each other, it doesn't matter how you play, and no one cares about marrying your own hedgehog.
He has also seen that kind of person in his usual business dealings, and his appearance is no different from that of ordinary men.
But men hang out with men, in such a small place, if it is spread, it will undoubtedly directly determine the end of being excluded and ridiculed inside and out.
He would rather believe that Mr. Ji was missing the girl he knew when he was young.
After taking a shower, I washed and rinsed three times before I could barely finish it.
The dirt and sweat were caked in the elbow sockets and the bends of the legs, and they should be brushed vigorously with a steel wool ball.
Peng Xingwang put on an oversized T-shirt and stood in front of the mirror, maintaining the pose of a scarecrow and let out a wow.
"Brother! I've turned white!"
Jiang Wang: "..."
"Brother!" Peng Xingwang leaned against the mirror and looked left and right, and couldn't help but said, "When I grow up, I will bathe you too!"
"No need." Jiang Wangluo rubbed his hair roughly, his completely zero parenting patience was tested to the limit: "Growing up is not a good thing."
Peng Xingwang looked at him through the mirror, blinked and said, "I want to grow up even in my dreams!"
"When you grow up, you can work and earn money, and you can buy whatever you want to eat. Isn't that good enough?"
Jiang Wang paused, looking at his own eyes from twenty years ago through the mirror.
This moment is absurd like a dream.
"Growing up... is the beginning of sobriety." Jiang Wang said to himself.
The child didn't understand, and shook the water droplets on the tip of his hair and ran back into the quilt.
Jiang Wang looked back at him, wanted to continue explaining something but chose not to.
"Sleep, I'll take you to school tomorrow."
When the lights were turned off, both of them were plunged into darkness, Peng Xingwang turned to look at him wrapped in a quilt.
"Brother."
"What's up?"
"Are you really... the one my mother asked me to come here?"
Jiang Wang thought for a few seconds and realized that the child was not concerned about him, but his mother.
"Well, she's gone to Hong Kong now." Jiang Wang said without changing his face: "The phone calls between Hong Kong and here are not connected, and long distances are very expensive, so I can't make calls."
Peng Xingwang thought about it, but couldn't figure out where Hong Kong was on the earth.
"Then, is there anything mom wants to tell me?"
Jiang Wang was silent for a few seconds.
"Almost forgot, thanks to you asking me." He pretended to be relaxed and said, "Your mother asked me to tell you something."
"Eat more meat and sleep more, play less games and don't catch a cold."
The child slept soundly and soundly all night, and was very satisfied with this sentence.
Didn't think there was a problem at all.
The next morning the phone rang on time, Jiang Wang yawned and asked Peng Xingwang to wake up.
A warm soy milk flatbread was handed to the pillow.
"Brother, have breakfast!"
The child smiled a little embarrassedly: "You said that the money left over from buying stationery is my pocket money, and I can use it as I like."
Jiang Wang lived like a lone wolf for twenty-seven years, and for the first time he was guarded by the pillow and handed him breakfast.
... or handed by himself.
He got up with a forced cough, finished eating with the child in a muffled voice, and then sent him to school.
The sun is very good today, and the whole city is illuminated goldenly, which makes people want to laugh when walking on the road.
Peng Xingwang hummed as he walked, thinking that it would be better if he could hold the hand of his elder brother and walk together.
He quietly raised his head and glanced at Jiang Wang.
Big brother is so tall, very cool.
Such a cool person, he must not hold hands with a kid like me.
The entrance of the primary school is crowded, and the students are still making noise like screaming chickens.
When Jiang Wang arrived at the door, he wanted to order a few procedural words like 'have a good class', but the child in front of him cheered and rushed to the front.
"Brother! This is my good friend Yang Kai!"
Jiang Wang's expression was a little frozen.
The boy with pigtails next to him wiped his snot with the back of his hand, and said loudly, "Wang Zai! Why do you call him big brother!"
"Because he's the coolest!"
Not far away, a little girl wearing an armband with three stripes rushed over and yelled fiercely: "Hurry up, you two! Be careful I'm late!"
"Zhang Xiaolu's head! Like a ball! Kicked to a skyscraper!"
"You—I'm going to sue the teacher!!"
Jiang Wang watched the three of them fight and go away, thinking Yang Kai, Yang Kai, do you know that you plan to kick your wife's head like a ball.
He stretched, got a headache and amused himself.
Fa Xiao, who has been playing together for more than 20 years, is still snotting at the moment, and he went to live in 2006, so he probably can only find people from his uncle's generation as friends.
In the morning, I went to the sports lottery station as a routine, and I got 200 yuan from Wengua, and 80% of my savings were saved. Argentina beat Côte d'Ivoire 2-1.
This time he only stayed for an hour, turned around to buy a bottle of Arctic Ocean and went shopping.
It's not serious work to speculate all the time, not to mention the end of the World Cup after a month.
Jiang Wang has thought of many ways out these days.
You can make money by buying Bitcoin, speculating in futures, and mastering information sources.
Although the development of this small town is mediocre, thanks to the fast-growing bamboo forest, it is the place with the lowest printing cost in the surrounding provinces and cities.
Therefore, a large number of supplementary materials were wholesaled to this OEM, and later it was awarded the title of a strong education city.
He planned to open an online store, but now this small broken local logistics network has not opened at all.
The man sighed at Arctic Ocean, looked around the street, and nodded reluctantly.
That's all, I'm here to contract the express delivery in this city.