After Ding Ji was in the third grade, no one would scratch his head again, and neither would his grandparents touch his head.
Because he warned his grandparents very seriously, he is a man now, and this is a man's head, and you can't touch it casually!
Who is in a hurry!
But Lin Wuyu suddenly touched, not only touched, but also pulled twice.
Although Lin Wuyu did this very naturally, he could still feel what he wanted to express - I know you didn't figure it out, you were fooling me, thank you for comforting me.
Ding Ji still protested as usual.
"Don't take yourself as an elder after being called Dad a few times," he turned to look at Lin Wuyu's hand, "It's kind..."
"You can't touch your head, right?" Lin Wuyu retracted his hand and smiled.
"That's for sure." Ding Ji said.
"If you want to say that, you threw the stone on my head that day, and I haven't troubled you yet." Lin Wuyu took a bite of the whipped ice cream.
"That's Shi Zi'er! It's scum!" Ding Ji corrected him, "You didn't ask me to trouble you by throwing a stone on your head, are you a fool!"
Lin Wuyu smiled and paused when he saw the ice cream he was holding in his hand: "Do you want to learn from me when you eat ice cream?"
"What the hell?" Ding Ji looked down, "Who followed you? My grandma kept saying that I was eating so disgustingly that I didn't want to share it with others..."
When he turned his head to look at Lin Wuyu's box, he was stunned: "I didn't expect that Tangtang, a scholar, is actually a stingy! No wonder he robs me of water all day long."
"This is stingy?" Lin Wuyu asked.
"It's not easy to share it with others. According to my grandma's logic, it's stingy," Ding Ji said, "but I still see the same way I eat ice cream for the first time."
"I think it's so delicious." Lin Wuyu said.
"Yes." Ding Ji nodded, put down the spoon, and stretched out his hand.
Lin Wuyu glanced at him, reached out and shook hands with him.
"Nice to meet you." Ding Ji said.
"...It's a pleasure meeting." Lin Wuyu said.
The battery car took a while to charge, Ding Ji slowly ate the ice cream, wondering if he should send a message to his mother to tell her that he would be home later.
Lin Wuyu stood up and walked over to the trash can.
"Have you finished eating?" Ding Ji asked.
Lin Wuyu didn't speak, just shook the empty box in his hand at him.
Ding Ji watched him finish throwing the box, sat back next to him, and asked sincerely, "Are you hungry and have no money to eat at school?"
"Yeah, I have no money to eat, so I managed to save ten yuan and twenty yuan to buy ice cream to satisfy my hunger." Lin Wuyu said.
"Eating too much cold food too fast is not good for your health," Ding Ji sighed, "You want my grandmother to see you, I have to say you are three days and three nights, and then make you hot tea every day."
Lin Wuyu laughed: "Envy."
"What are you envious of," Ding Ji said, "In the summer, I couldn't drink a sip of water for two hours with a hot bottle, and I was so thirsty."
"Then do you want to go to my house?" Lin Wuyu smiled, "No one cares, you can hold the toilet and drink."
"Be careful when you speak." Ding Ji stared at him.
Lin Wuyu smiled and said nothing.
He hardly told anyone about his family, nor did he have any comments on his parents. Since elementary school, as long as he wrote essays about his family and his parents, he would write them now, and he was already very good at it.
He didn't care much about Ding Ji, after all, he asked Ding Ji to help him find someone.
Ding Ji is a very relaxing person and very smart.
"Actually, my relationship with my parents is not very good," Ding Ji slowly ate the ice cream. "I went to Germany after they gave birth, and occasionally came back for a few days during the New Year, and I have no impression of them at all."
"Is that so," Lin Wuyu looked at him, "are you back now?"
"Well, it's been two or three years since I went back," Ding Ji frowned, "I'm not mentally prepared at all, they still think I should be pleasantly surprised... Suddenly they said I'll be living with my parents in the future, so angry that I can't even eat , throw it to the old man and old lady like this for more than ten years, give some money, say hello in the video, and then turn around and come back to have a ready-made son, it is too beautiful to think."
"Do they care about you?" Lin Wuyu asked.
"It's more than that," Ding Ji said with a displeased face, "I think my grandparents didn't take care of me, so you have to be as good as you are, you should be as good as you are, why aren't you as good as you are now..."
"Then you should go to my house," Lin Wuyu smiled, "they will tell you that you are not good at all, you are just trash."
"In such a comparison, your parents are even more crazy." Ding Ji licked the spoon.
Maybe.
Lin Wuyu has never understood, in the eyes of some parents, what a child is, an enemy, or a tool for them to realize their "ideal".
"Your brother, why did you disappear?" Ding Ji finally finished eating the ice cream, because Lin Wuyu ate too fast, which affected his slow rhythm. He ate faster than usual, and now he can feel the cold air when he touches his belly Son.
"One night, he asked me, do you like traveling?" Lin Wuyu thought about it, "I said I like it, and he said, I'm going to travel."
"Then what?" Ding Ji asked.
"He left when I woke up the next morning." Lin Wuyu said.
"...You left when you were angry?" Ding Ji said, "Your brother has a very character."
Lin Wuyu was stunned for a while, he had never thought about this sentence from Ding Ji's perspective, and now that Ding Ji said this, he suddenly wanted to laugh.
"I really didn't think about it," Lin Wuyu smiled and sighed, "When you say that, I really want to ask if you are mad at me."
"You can ask sooner or later." Ding Ji said, "I've done the math, it's accurate."
"Well." Lin Wuyu glanced at him.
"No thanks, don't scratch my head." Ding Ji looked at him immediately.
The two batteries that were supposed to be running back and forth in the suburbs were finally charged to one bar.
When Ding Ji started the car, the power suddenly became two bars.
"Quick, quick." He waved at Lin Wuyu, "Take advantage of two grids."
"This is virtual electricity," Lin Wuyu said, "just one grid."
"I know," Ding Ji patted the handlebar, "come up quickly, before it reacts, this is false electricity, let's run a few hundred meters first."
"Take advantage of whom?" Lin Wuyu asked.
"My car!" Ding Ji said.
"...It's a really good idea." Lin Wuyu quickly got into the car.
Ding Ji's car was probably relatively slow. After running for several hundreds of meters, he realized that he had an extra battery of electricity, but the distance was not far away. When he drove back to the watermelon stall, the car ran out of electricity again.
The watermelons were not sold out yet, it was getting dark at the moment, the liar assistant named Liu Jinpeng was still sitting on the stool, with a pole next to him, and an emergency light on top.
Ding Ji got out of the car and said a few words to him in the past. Liu Jinpeng kicked the broken leather pocket with money on the ground proudly.
Lin Wuyu looked sad for a while.
"Let Pengpeng pick two for you," Ding Ji said. "He is very good at picking melons."
"Okay," Lin Wuyu looked at it, there were no bags on the stall, "how do I get it?"
"There is a rope." Liu Jinpeng said.
"Rope?" Lin Wuyu was stunned.
Ding Ji took a circle of red plastic rope from the ground, pulled a few pieces out, and then lowered his head and started to tie the knot.
Lin Wuyu watched him skillfully tie the knots one by one, and finally pulled them sideways, and the ropes turned into a net pocket. The eyes were very big, but it was suitable for watermelons.
When Ding Ji put the watermelon in his pocket and handed it to Lin Wuyu, he regretted it.
The tying of the rope should be left to Liu Jinpeng.
He is now a skilled watermelon stall owner.
Moreover, Lin Wuyu took out his mobile phone and scanned the code without saying anything, and he didn't have a chance to explain.
"The payee is Liu Chapeng?" Lin Wuyu asked.
"Yes," Liu Jinpeng nodded beside him, "I am Liu Chapeng."
Ding Ji also nodded.
Yes, he is my boss.
After Lin Wuyu paid the money, he was about to call a car back to school with the watermelon, Ding Ji stood beside him.
The yellow light behind him... Obviously there are emergency lights that are so white and bright that you want to kill people, but they still made a particularly miserable yellow light for some reason. , still poor.
"What are you going to do when this car of watermelons is sold out?" Lin Wuyu asked Ding Ji.
"I don't know," Ding Ji said. "Let's do it first, wait for the summer vacation."
Gotta wait until high school is over.
"Are you still planning to do a summer job?" Lin Wuyu didn't understand.
"...Ah." Ding Ji sighed.
"Okay, take your time," Lin Wuyu didn't say much, "If you want to find a serious job and can't find a suitable one, you can come to me."
"Yo," Ding Ji raised his eyebrows, "You're quite a student who ran away from home? You should live in a student dormitory yourself."
"I can be financially independent at any time since junior high school." Lin Wuyu said.
If someone else said this, Ding Ji could have lost more than 800 sentences, but when Lin Wuyu said this, he somehow felt that he could believe it, and there was nothing to refute.
"Then I'll find you when I can't find a suitable job." Ding Ji said.
"Okay." Lin Wuyu nodded.
After watching Lin Wuyu get into the car and leave, Liu Jinpeng came over and said, "When did this person become so familiar with you?"
"Are you familiar with me?" Ding Ji said, "You can talk to anyone in Maoxiao Square every night to this extent."
"That's me, okay?" Liu Jinpeng said, "You don't even bother to talk to Dadong. Chen Laosi has known each other for several years. If you take a look at your palmistry, you are almost kowtow. We have known each other for ten years. It can be considered to be able to mix together and sell watermelons…”
Before Liu Jinpeng finished speaking, two lumps of black, black, white, green or green suddenly appeared on his face.
Still dripping water.
"Fuck me?" Liu Jinpeng was startled and pointed to his face, "What is it? It's still hot!"
"Bird shit." Ding Ji took a closer look.
To be able to receive two pieces of shit on one face at the same time, even if Liu Jinpeng's face is a little bigger than others, is a very miraculous thing.
And the trajectory of this shit...
When Liu Jinpeng took the paper and wanted to wipe his face, Ding Ji grabbed his hand and stared at the bird shit on his face: "Wait."
"Aren't you? What kind of state do you still need to calculate?" Liu Jinpeng was worthy of being a child, and he understood immediately, "Okay, okay, or you can count me..."
"Shut up." Ding Ji glanced at the time on the phone, then squatted on the side of the road and started counting.
Usually when this kind of thing happens, my grandma will say, it's so amazing, I have to do the math.
Ding Ji also followed Ai to play like this, but he is not good at learning, so he usually just calculates whether he can or not.
Now he is counting east or west.
Grandma's house is in the east, and my parents' house is in the west.
"What's the calculation? Have you figured it out?" Liu Jinpeng asked.
"It's figured out," Ding Ji gave Liu Jinpeng the key to the battery car, "charge it up and help me drive to my grandma's house tomorrow."
"Okay," Liu Jinpeng nodded, "you go home?"
"Go back to my grandma's house." Ding Ji said, and swept away a shared bicycle next to him.
Liu Jinpeng hung a watermelon on the front of his car.
When he rode his car to his grandmother's house, he was in a very good mood. He even felt that he didn't count at all, so he directly gave himself an answer to go east.
Although he had already decided not to have any conflicts with his parents before the college entrance examination, he just suddenly missed his grandparents so much, even if he went back and sat for half an hour before walking.
What's more, he sent a message to his mother just now saying that he would meet later, but he didn't receive a reply.
He hasn't had dinner yet, so he just asked his grandma to cook him a bowl of noodles or make some dumplings... Forget it, let's cook a bowl of noodles to eat.
When I rode to the intersection of the street where my grandmother lived, when I turned a corner, a gust of wind blew over.
Ding Ji fought a cold war inexplicably.
He subconsciously pinched the brakes, touched his arm, and felt the hairs stand up.
It doesn't feel right.
Is something wrong
Maybe it was influenced by staying with grandma since childhood. Grandma believed in "premonition" very much, but she didn't talk about it in the past two years, because my parents were very disgusted and thought it was not a good guide for Ding Ji.
Ding Ji was also disgusted with them, not because of Thaksin, but because he felt that they had no position to dislike their grandparents who had been distressed for more than ten years.
He slammed his foot on the pedals of the car, and the car rushed forward.
The cold wind that suddenly appeared before has disappeared, and now it is the dry warm wind that wraps him forward. It is a little uncomfortable to ride fast and smear your nose.
Ding Ji saw his little uncle's car parked downstairs, a few dozen meters away from the building of his grandmother's house.
He was in a hurry.
My sister-in-law comes to see my grandparents almost every weekend, but I don't usually come because I have to go to work and I'm far away.
Even the little uncle came at this time, something must have happened.
Ding Ji rode his car downstairs and threw the watermelon to the side, but he didn't even bother to lock it. He jumped onto his little uncle's car and looked inside against the window.
nobody.
He turned and ran up the stairs.
As soon as I ran to the second floor, I heard the voice of my neighbor, Grandma Yang.
"120 should be coming soon, usually in five minutes."
Ding Ji seemed to be thrown into the freezer suddenly, and the whole person froze.
"Grandma!" he roared, rushing up and shouting, "Grandpa!"
"Ding Ji?" A aunt's voice came from above, "Why did you come here?"
"What happened!" Ding Ji shouted.
The aunt did not answer.
Ding Ji didn't need her to answer, and when he turned up the stairs, he saw the open door and his grandma lying on the ground.
"Grandma!" Ding Ji's legs were so frightened that he almost rushed over, "What's wrong with my grandma?"
"It fell," the little uncle grabbed him, "don't move her, don't move!"
"I know, I know, I know," Ding Ji replied in a series, "Don't move... Grandma?"
"It's so annoying," Grandma lay on the ground and frowned, "Why are you running here again?"
Grandma's voice was low and trembling, and it was faint, which made Ding Ji feel distressed for a while: "Where did you fall?"
He raised his head and looked at his aunt again: "Where did my grandma fall?"
"Big crotch, say big crotch and legs hurt," said the aunt, "I've called 120, and I'll be there in a while."
Ding Ji turned his head and saw his grandfather sitting on the side, and quickly chased after him, "Is my grandfather alright!"
"It's okay, it's okay," Grandpa waved his hand, "don't panic."
"In the beginning, your grandfather called me and said that grandma was dizzy," the aunt said, "We came over quickly, and called your dad halfway through, and they came right away. As a result, your grandma wanted to pour water and fell when she got up. now…”
"You ask my grandfather to pour it for you." Ding Ji knelt beside grandma and held her hand, frowning and whispering.
"He's panicking too. I'm afraid he'll fall when he pours water," said grandma. "He can't stand now."
"Then you made me fall too," Grandpa smiled at her, "I'm in better health than you."
Grandma's hands were very cold and kept shaking. Ding Ji was just about to see if grandma was bumping anywhere else when she heard footsteps on the stairs. He quickly turned his head: "It's 120..."
It was my father and mother who ran up. The mother was surprised to see him, and the first sentence was: "Why are you here?"
Before he could answer, the father frowned and looked at his grandfather: "Didn't he say not to tell Xiao Ji? He still has to review!"
"I didn't say it." Grandpa waved his hand quickly.
Ding Ji looked at his father, feeling that he was so shocked that he could barely speak.
It wasn't until Dad walked to Grandma's side and squatted down that he roared at Dad's face: "You're still not a fucking person!"
Several people in the room were stunned.
It took a few seconds for Dad to react, and he also shouted: "What did you say!"
"I asked if you are human!" Ding Ji jumped up, his voice was a little broken, and he felt his nose was sore, "My grandma has fallen like this, what kind of nonsense are you talking about!"
"Xiao Ji!" Grandpa regained his senses and quickly pointed at him, "Don't talk nonsense!"
"Ancestor," the little aunt hugged him and pushed him into the back room, "don't talk about this..."
"Why am I talking nonsense?" Dad was very angry, "Are you going to take the college entrance examination, you didn't study hard, and you shouldn't have known about this!"
"You dare! You dare not let me know!" Ding Ji roared, "Do you believe me..."
The aunt covered his mouth: "You are crazy!"