Break that sportsman

Although Chu Ziyang's ankle was treated promptly after the injury, it was still inevitably swollen. Wei Ninghe frowned and looked at his swollen ankle with thick fist marks, feeling quite puzzled. He said worriedly: "Why is it so serious?"

Unlike the worry that appeared on his face, Chu Ziyang looked unusually calm. Compared with the fracture he had expected when he couldn't even stand up, this situation was already a blessing. He held the roasted black cake in his hand. After taking a big bite of the sweet potato, he replied vaguely: "Just take care of it, it'll be fine."

Although he said this, Wei Ninghe was not comforted by him. He looked at the somewhat scary ankle for a while and said worriedly: "Is it really just a sprain? The bones are not injured?"

"No." Chu Ziyang finished the sweet potatoes in a few times, took the wet wipes Wei Ninghe handed him just now, wiped his hands, and replied calmly: "Grandpa showed me, there are no bones injured, and I know what my ankle is like."

"If I had known better, I wouldn't have made trouble with you on the ice." Wei Ninghe pouted and played with his fingers, replying somewhat remorsefully.

Chu Ziyang looked at the pitiful person who was clearly the culprit, and couldn't help but feel a little love in his heart. The corners of his mouth curled up unknowingly, and there was a gentle light in his eyes. He lowered his voice and said, "As for Well, it was just an accident."

Wei Ninghe did not accept this comfort as a matter of course. He was still lying on the side with his ears drooped like a lost big dog. His wet eyes had lost the vitality of the past. He pursed his lips and looked at the attention. Chu Ziyang, who was focusing on himself, asked, "Do you still want to eat? I'll get it for you?"

"No more." Chu Ziyang shook his head. He didn't have the energy to eat roasted sweet potatoes now. He just looked at Wei Ninghe's adorable look and felt overwhelmed.

While he was watching happily, Grandpa Wei walked in with a bottle of strong-tasting medicine, "It's time to apply the medicine, Ziyang."

Forced to interrupt his thoughts, Chu Ziyang could only obediently extend his ankle to Grandpa Wei, and then tightly grasped the mattress under him with both hands, preparing for the coming pain.

Although he had been prepared, the unbearable pain still made him groan uncontrollably. Wei Ninghe couldn't bear to see his face turned red and his whole body stiff from holding back, so he hurriedly said to his grandfather: "Please be gentle, look. It hurts even when I touch it.”

"You don't understand." Grandpa Wei answered him, but the strength of his hand did not decrease even half. The pain was still so painful that Chu Ziyang's veins were exposed and he was sweating profusely. "This massage can fully let the medicine exert its effect. It's good." It’ll be soon.”

Wei Ninghe, who knew his grandfather was telling the truth, looked at Chu Ziyang, who was trembling physiologically, and then at his grandfather, who was absolutely experienced in this field. After weighing the two considerations, he walked out of the house, planning to stay out of sight.

Just when Chu Ziyang was enduring the torture of applying medicine and massage, the teasing sounds of Wei Ninghe and Grandma Wei suddenly came from outside. In order to divert his attention, he began to listen carefully.

I don’t know what Grandma Wei did, but I heard Wei Ninghe shouting dissatisfied: “What are you doing?!”

Grandma Wei replied in a naughty and proud manner: "The more scared you are, the more you have to face it, are you a man? Go!"

"I'm not going!"

"Damn it, are you too cowardly?"

"I'm not afraid!"

"Then you go, go in, just fall there and come out. There will be no problem at all. What's more, I'm still here. What are you afraid of?"

After some hard and soft tactics from Grandma Wei, Wei Ninghe was finally forced to agree to complete something. He muttered something and was slapped by Grandma Wei on the back. An iron door opened, and Chu Ziyang listened intently. I was sitting there, and when I was wondering what he was doing, I heard a sudden bang from Wei Ninghe, followed immediately by Grandma Wei's scolding and the sound of chickens and dogs jumping around.

"Ugh, you tricked me again!" Wei Ninghe roared out his thoughts in the extremely noisy environment.

Before the commotion outside calmed down, Grandpa Wei finished applying the ointment to Chu Ziyang. He straightened up from the bench and said, "I'm going to see what kind of evil they are doing." Then he walked out. Door, his steps were vigorous and he didn't look like an old man in his 70s.

After Grandpa Wei went out, Chu Ziyang, who had been curious for a long time, hurriedly pulled on the cotton slipper with his good foot and walked out with a bounce.

As soon as Chu Ziyang went out, he saw Wei Ninghe, who was gray-headed and full of resentment next to the chicken pen. He asked as he walked: "What's wrong?"

"Why did you come out?" The dirty Wei Ninghe looked at him in surprise, and then replied pitifully: "Grandma tricked me into feeding the chickens, but that annoying goose stared at me again. It's a good thing that I ran fast, otherwise..." He kept complaining for a long time, and finally said viciously: "Otherwise, I would tear it apart with my hands and eat goose stewed in an iron pot at night!"

He was very proud of his majesty, but he couldn't stand up to Grandma Wei's clear and loud voice: "It's really better to say it than to sing it. I asked you to tear it up, how about you go in?"

"Hmph!" Wei Ninghe didn't want to pay attention to the unreliable grandma for the time being. He cockily tilted his head to the side and said to Chu Ziyang, who was standing on one foot: "Is it convenient for you to stand like this? Let's go back to the house first. Let's go. "As he said this, he half-crouched in front of Chu Ziyang, waiting to carry someone on his back.

Chu Ziyang was only surprised for a moment, and then he lay down obediently. When Wei Ninghe put him on the kang, he continued: "Are you okay?"

Wei Ninghe was washing his hands and face just a door away from him. While washing, he replied: "It's okay. Can its short legs run past me?"

"That's true."

Wei Ninghe quickly finished washing and returned to the house. He leaned lazily on the bed and complained angrily: "Have you ever seen a grandma cheating on her grandson like this?" After saying that, he added as if he had reacted: "That's right, haven't you seen this before?"

Chu Ziyang looked at him holding his arms and widening his eyes angrily, and persuaded softly: "She didn't expect that big goose to be so bad, did she?"

"Shit." Wei Ninghe curled her lips and retorted: "Ever since she was a child, she has taken pleasure in making me embarrassed. There have been many similar things, and she did it on purpose."

Seeing that he was not getting enough, Chu Ziyang paused, as if he was reminiscing about something, and said in a very soft tone: "How wonderful that your loved ones can still be with you. No amount of money can buy this. of."

Wei Ninghe hesitated for a moment, but still replied firmly: "That's not the case, it's so annoying."

Chu Ziyang laughed softly, ruffled his hair, and didn't try to persuade him any more. He just sat quietly next to him, his eyes wandering, as if he was wandering.

After getting angry, Wei Ninghe wanted to take out his phone to see if He Shan had replied to his message. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Chu Ziyang's nostalgic and sad look. His mind twitched and he asked subconsciously: "What are you thinking about?" ?”

Chu Ziyang, who was immersed in his own memories, was suddenly brought back to reality by him. He was stunned for a moment, and then replied with a smile on his face: "I'm thinking about my grandpa."

Wei Ninghe, who didn't expect this answer from him, felt annoyed and couldn't help but blame himself for talking nonsense. He was quiet for a while and then patted Chu Ziyang on the shoulder.

Knowing that he was comforting herself, Chu Ziyang turned her head and smiled at him, and replied calmly: "Every time I see you acting coquettishly with your grandparents, I think of him. I don't know why. I didn't think about him often when he was alive. Now I miss you so much." He paused, and the smile on his face showed a bit of emotion that Wei Ninghe didn't understand, "So when you have time, you should spend more time with your grandparents, and don't always act like a child, you should learn to Cherish it, you know?”

Wei Ninghe quietly looked at Chu Ziyang, who seemed to be chatting with him in an ordinary way, and suddenly felt a little distressed. He didn't know how uncomfortable and painful the young man in front of him was when he learned the bad news, but he You could see his current regret and pretense of being strong. He leaned gently against Chu Ziyang and replied, "Okay."

Immersed in sadness and powerlessness, they didn't know that there was Grandma Wei outside the door who had been listening for a long time. Grandpa Wei who came back from outside was wondering what she was doing when he saw the usually tough person wiping tears secretly. , seeing him come back, he pursed his lips, sighed and said, "What a good and heart-warming boy." This made Grandpa Wei confused.

The two of them stayed here for another two nights. When Chu Ziyang could walk without support, he got on the bus home. Before getting on the bus, Chu Ziyang was filled with a deep feeling of reluctance. In his heart, in this relationship where he was about to lose control at any time and in the face of various uncertain futures, he could not guarantee that this would not be the last time he came here. Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly started to feel sour again.

Looking at the two old men in front of them who had many instructions for them, Chu Ziyang felt even more heartbroken. He forced a smile and took out his mobile phone and said to Grandpa Wei and Grandma Wei: "Let's take a photo."

After taking the photo, he took a deep breath, said a silent farewell to this place in his heart, and then followed Wei Ninghe on the bus home.

Chu Ziyang's dull mood did not affect Wei Ninghe. On the contrary, Wei Ninghe looked impatient. He was eager to send Chu Ziyang home. The first thing he did after sending Chu Ziyang home was to run to He Shan. Beat him up downstairs!

As He Shan became more and more unruly, the scolding on WeChat could no longer satisfy Wei Ninghe. He secretly thought of ways to deal with the situation, hesitating between burying He Shan in the snow or filling his neck with snowballs. Decide.

Because of this kind of anticipation that makes adrenaline soar, Wei Ninghe did not sleep for the first time this time. Without sleeping, he took Chu Ziyang together to think of bad ideas. The two chatted together and finally watched the whole journey together. Movie.