I wait for you to see through the scenery

The high jump field is finally over, and the referee on the runway raised the starting gun.

The climax of the evening of the school sports meeting was the men's 100-meter race in the senior grades.It was so late on the weekend, and most of the students were staying in the stands. Many people were shouting: Don’t leave. The sophomore will run the men’s [-] meters later. Brother Zheng said that today he will break the record!

Zhou Yao helped Qu Jia tear open the packages of ham sausage and raccoon crispy noodles. Qu Jia ate so much that his mouth was full of scum, he jumped high and procrastinated for more than two hours, and he fainted from hunger.

Zhou Yao raised his hand and pointed: "Damn it, here it comes, Tang Zheng!"

Qu Jia ate a pack of crispy noodles, and gave another pack to Zhou Yao: "Open it for me."

You can't tear the packaging yourself?Zhou Yao still helped to tear it up, and held up another ham sausage, eager to hand it to his mouth.

Qu Jia took Zhou Yao's hand, bit the ham sausage trembling in the wind, poured all the crispy noodle scum into his mouth, and leaned towards Zhou Yao: "It's not like you didn't see After Tang Zheng ran, you still haven't gotten tired of watching it?"

Zhou Yao shook his fist and yelled: "Brother Zheng is awesome, I never get tired of watching him run, he always inspires me to move forward!"

Qu Jia cast a sharp glance at Zhou Yao, and said sourly, "Aren't you tired? Heh, let's see."

Zhou Yao glanced back, and he could tell that Qu Jia was in a good mood tonight, with pink bubbles coming out of his nose.

Those eyes seem to be scratching his itch, saying "Yaoyao, am I handsome?" "Yaoyao, you feed me", "Yaoyao, you praise me", "Yaoyao, you can only look at me"...

When did Qu Jia become like this?

Really changed a lot.He really likes Qu Jia like this.

Tang Zheng stood on the starting line and jumped a few times.He is already tall, with strong thighs, he can almost reach the shoulders of the person next to him when he jumps up, and his jumping ability is amazing!That momentum was enough to oppress the audience, and the opponent was so scared that his calf cramped and he was about to lose.

The starting posture must be very professional. Compared with this, Zhou Yao's 400-meter start is really amateur.

The starting gun sounded like an arrow off the string, and then roared and galloped like a storm on the runway.Zhou Yao and Qu Jia stared dumbfoundedly in the stands, as if the situation had returned to many years ago.Yes, many years ago, when the three of them were young, a group of brats with shaggy hair and never being able to pull up their trousers, also had a sports meet in the dilapidated playground of the primary school attached to the machine tool factory...

The winner will be decided in half a hundred meters, Tang Zheng rushed out from a row of people, running faster and faster in the back, and roared all the way to the finish line.The finish line seemed to be pushed back by Tang Zheng's aura, and was wrapped in a puff of smoke.Tang Zheng rushed out of the field with the red ribbon wrapped around the finishing line...too fast, this animal.

The stands are shouting, is there 10 seconds 5!Has the record been broken?

The result came out quickly, 10 seconds 58, breaking the school record of their Chaoyang No. 0.03 Middle School.Alas, it's a pity that we are only [-] seconds away from the high school [-]-meter record in Chaoyang District.

Also a 0.03 second.

Zhou Yao ran over and put his arms around Tang Zheng's neck to congratulate: "The manual timing is inaccurate, Brother Zheng, the referee just slowed down by 0.03 seconds, just now it was 0.03 seconds too slow for me!"

Tang Zheng shook off the sweat on his face, and smiled pantingly: "You slowed down by 0.03 seconds, but I didn't slow down. I was a little distracted later and slowed down."

Did you slow down?Zhou Yao didn't even notice that he could be distracted in the middle of a [-]-meter run?

Tang Zheng took out the pendant around his neck from the vest: "It's always dangling around my neck... just this thing, it slows me down by 0.03."

Zhou Yao rolled his eyes, tsk, here we go again.

Tang Zheng's smile had a special meaning.You run [-] meters knowing that wearing something on your neck is getting in the way and you still wear it?Take it off during the game.The white fluorite pendant hanging around his neck, a token from his girlfriend, how can Ye Xiaobai be taken off.

After finishing the 4-meter run and the 100x1 relay, Tang Zheng took No.[-], and soon disappeared after finishing.

Ye Xiaobai, who was wearing a long dress in the stands, also disappeared. He must have found a place to celebrate privately and intimately.

Class 1 led by Squad Leader Zhou raised the flag, and the grades were not bad, but the boys won the only No. [-] in the end, which was the men's high jump.

Qu Jia was still caught by his classmates in the stands, and they hammered him affectionately, stacking enough.

Zhou Yao was not blind at the critical moment, he had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and quickly opened his hands to stop him: "Wait! Let him go! Let me go first!!"

Like an eagle protecting its food, he "puchi" opened his arms and rushed over, pushing Qu Jia horizontally on the chair, and the others could only pile on him.

It was pitch black in front of them, and the smell of boys with the smell of sweaty sneakers wrapped them in the bottom.This time it's fucking suffocating, I can't even breathe.Zhou Yao's oversized face directly covered Qu Jia's face, and Qu Jia couldn't breathe through his nose and mouth, and his panting movements were not quite right.

The wet sweatshirt was all glued together, wrapping sweat and erratic breathing into his arms.

This time Zhou Yao learns how to act first, it’s all mine, and he holds it in his arms contentedly...

They just hugged each other tightly.As a result, those bastards riding on Zhou Yao were still swaying around, gayo gayo, like riding a horse, which made Zhou Yao go back and forth on Qu Jia's back and forth...

On Saturday, Sunday and these two consecutive days, Qu Jia went home quite late.

It's not the same as before.He used to be absent-minded, wandering outside, walking around the wall, smoking wildly with a cigarette in his mouth, no one bothered to talk to him with indifferent eyes, and no one paid attention to him.

Now?Now I still see Tian'er mysteriously not going home, but the feeling in the corners of her brows and eyes is different, with her schoolbag on her shoulders, walking towards the entrance of the alley with big strides.

Passing by the neighbor's uncle, he actually learned to nod his head and call him someone.

I have smoked significantly less, and I really want to quit, and I always carry a box of throat lozenges in my pocket.When he lowered his head to open the courtyard door, there was a hint of a smile on his lips.

Zhou Yao hugged him just now and said, no wonder you like to pant and grunt recently, it's because you eat too much candy.

Qu Jia retorted, who eats too much candy?

Zhou Yao said, you, this box of candy is all for you to eat, so forget it and give it to you, take it away.

Qu Jia just stared at people, who is panting?Lao Tzu never breathed.

Then Zhou Yao took advantage of the brute force of "chicken thighs". Usually, he would not easily show his big thick legs to fight him hard. The fight was really strong, and his nose and mouth were blocked again. He heard someone gasp. big……

Thinking of Yaoyao, Qu Jia smiled and couldn't help eating another candy.

Both the tip of the tongue and the mouth are sweet, almost killing myself.

He had just walked around a row of pickle vats in the yard, when he heard that the narrow passage of their house was very lively.

"Master Qu, it's done, it's repaired, and it can definitely be used." The old man's rough and hot voice is definitely an acquaintance.

"Oh, thank you so much for your hard work." Qu Liandi said.

"Is the job okay?" said the man.

"You don't have to choose your skills in the factory, it's done, that's it." Qu Liandi said happily.

Qu Jia was next door to the house next door, behind the big pickle jar, smelling the pungent smell of big salt grains soaked in potherb mustard, and narrowed his eyes.Under the stove in the kitchen outside their house, there was a hole with two legs sticking out, and a person was lying on his stomach, and he crawled out, his face and body were covered with dirt marks and floating dirt.

Isn't it Comrade Wang from the workshop next door?

Their self-made small workshop-style kitchen, the stove, broke down a few days ago, and they couldn't even cook.Qu Liandi murmured for a few days that she needed to get a new one, so she went to the store to see it, and thought it was too expensive for a few hundred yuan, so she didn't buy it.

"I said I don't need you to buy it, isn't it fixed!" Wang Guisheng pointed with his hands on his hips.

"It's fixed." Qu Liandi was very happy.

"In the workshop, there are tools and parts." Wang Guisheng said, "We people have been doing this for 20 years. What can't we repair? Why do you spend money on it?"

"That's it." Qu Liandi said.

Ouch, these two people's views hit it off right away, why spend money, repairing broken pots and bowls.Qu Jia frowned and peeked, it's really funny.

"Isn't this the same as the new one? Why import it from the United States and return it to Germany?" Wang Guisheng said loudly.

"Hehe, it's definitely not the same as the new one, it's still an old one," Qu Liandi smiled, "But it's fine if it works!"

Qu Liandi then said: "Go into the house to drink water, take a rest?" Wang Guisheng waved his hand: "No, you are busy, should your family cook?"

"Isn't it time to cook? That kid is back." Qu Liandi said, stretching her neck back, always aggressive, "What's the matter, you, come back to eat that vat of pickles?!"

"..."

Qu Jia exposed the toe of his sneakers from behind the corner wall next door, and even a monkey could not hide a single hair from his mother.

"It was pickled by someone else's house next door. Your mother's pickled pickled melons and sugared garlic are in these two jars over here. Don't come out to scoop pickles in the morning and eat the wrong jar!" Qu Liandi squeezed mercilessly. son.

Qu Jia bowed his head without making any expression, and walked out from behind the corner of the wall: "I came back for dinner, and I didn't want pickles."

Qu Liandi put the pot on the stove: "Anyway, it's your mouth, say what to eat."

The two of them were the only ones eating at home.When the two of them cook, it's a meal if they pay attention to it, and it's also a meal if they make do.I feel tired from cooking too delicately, because no matter how sumptuous the meal is on the table, the mother and son are still staring at each other, having nothing to talk about during the meal.Over time, cooking becomes tiring.

As a result, in the evening of this day, Wang Lujun's father didn't rush to leave, but he didn't enter the house, and stood outside the door with an enamel jug to drink water.There is still the emphasis of the older generation on being a human being, in order to avoid suspicion.

Qu Liandi looked at her son: "These two zucchini will go bad if you don't eat them anymore. There are small holes in them. Let me make you a marinade? Mix them with noodles."

Qu Jia snorted, but did not refute.He doesn't cook and he is not qualified to choose, so he can make do with food.

Wang Guisheng retorted for him: "Master Qu, is zucchini delicious when cooked in marinade? You are doing it blindly."

"Why did I do it blindly?" Qu Liandi usually speaks loudly, "What's wrong with mixing it with water in summer? Why can't you marinate zucchini?"

"Is zucchini the best stuffing?" Wang Guisheng said, gesturing with his big hand, "We old Beijingers are very particular about shredded zucchini and water to make stuffing. You can make dumplings."

"I still make dumplings for him?" Qu Liandi said, "Am I tired? It's so late."

"It's also good to make a paste with chasi'er," Wang Guisheng said.

"Pull me down!" Qu Liandi said disgustedly, "It's easy to make paste, but the point is that the kid can't eat enough, his appetite is like a hungry wolf, how many sheets of paste do I have to make to feed the wolf enough?" ah?"

Qu Jia was watching a play in the room, and whispered: "Twenty tickets?"

Wang Guisheng heard it, and he was happy: "If there is anything, yes, I will do it."

Qu Liandi hurriedly said: "Come on, you can rest, why don't you sit in the house and eat together?"

Qu Liandi didn't really want to keep the meal.

There are such polite words in the old alleys: have you eaten, have you eaten, why don't you come to my house to eat?

The person on the opposite side must have said: I haven’t eaten yet, and the noodles are down at home. Would you like a bowl of Guoshuier’s fried noodles?

This is politeness, and the person who responds can't really say: OK, I will go to your house to eat tonight.

Wang Guisheng said: "I don't eat at your place. If I want to eat, I can't sit and wait to eat. You do your work first, and I will make a mess for your family, Qu Jia."

Qu Jia was in the room, putting on and pulling off the earphones, unable to hear the music anymore, twisting his neck to watch: Are you really doing it?

Qu Liandi was also taken aback: "Then, what do you do?"

"Mustard is the essence of eating tender zucchini. If you marinate it, isn't it a waste? If you get two cucumbers or eggplants and marinate it, it will be over?" Wang Guisheng said, "Your son is better at eating than you, so you just eat it." If you don’t know how to eat, just sit and wait to eat!”

"Sure, I don't know how to eat, only you two seniors know how to eat, I'll watch you do it!" Qu Liandi lifted the curtain, and there were people scrambling to cook, it was so fresh.

Qu Jia's neck was twisted today, and the stiff neck was so sore that he died.

For the first time in several years, the small shabby house in his family thought it was too lively, so Qu Jia could hear that the two old guys were talking about cross talk, and they were joking with each other.

It seems that he didn't dislike him, and insisted on cooking for him.

The two of them robbed this broken pot and shovel in their family. After talking for some reason, the pot and shovel ran into the hands of Wang Lujun's father.

The small kitchen was very smoky, with flames blazing from under the frying pan, and white steam blazing wildly from the roof in the open air.In summer, this is like a big steamer.

Like Qu Jia, Wang Guisheng wore a hurdle vest, his shoulders were even more tanned, and he also had a cigarette in his mouth. He stood in front of the stove, shaking the pot, and gently tossing a zucchini pancake.

Qu Liandi glanced at it twice and then went to the yard to collect the quilt, probably to avoid suspicion at that time.Qu Jia walked out and stood silently by the door frame, watching the master cook.

Wang Guisheng turned around with a cigarette in his mouth and smiled, and explained: "I usually cook at home, if I don't do Lu Jun'er, I will be hungry, I can't fart, just open my mouth and know how to order and eat! I can only get in and out. Huo Huo, how can I make him hungry? I can barely make do with such a large amount of food."

This person also pointed out to him: "Look, your mother used to make paste, she put too much flour and too little vegetables.

"Why does your mother put so few vegetables? She saves it. Isn't zucchini a thin vegetable and expensive, but it's delicious and refreshing if there are too many vegetables.

"A zucchini with an egg, the water must be squeezed out, and a little more flour is enough. Don't forget the five-spice powder and pepper, and then spread it on this pan!... Medium fire, don't fire It’s too big, otherwise it’s really a mess.”

Qu Jia suddenly asked: "Have you ever eaten my mother's cooking?"

Wang Guisheng said: "I have eaten it before. After all, they are cooked in the same factory."

Qu Jia can see that "familiarity" has come, really familiar.

Wang Guisheng's tone became serious: "Your mother is actually very good at cooking. She used to be young and high-spirited, so she often cooked. At that time, everyone was poor and didn't go out to eat in restaurants. Whoever got married, celebrated the full moon, or celebrated the old man's birthday, we People in this generation hold banquets at home by themselves, so who eats outside? One month’s salary for one meal is gone, so they can’t afford it.

"The host spends seven or eight yuan, or more than ten yuan, to buy meat and vegetables, and invites a few female comrades who can cook to come to the house to cook a few big dishes at home, eight cold dishes, eight hot dishes and eight dried fruits. A banquet! Your mother used to be in the factory, she was very enthusiastic and capable, so she always went to other people's homes to help make banquets."

"Really?" Qu Jia didn't quite understand these things.

"Now that she's getting older, she doesn't like to talk so much, she's lazy, who would do it if she's tired?" Wang Guisheng said, "When Lao Tzu and Lu Jun'er's mother got married, she was the one who helped with the banquet."

"Oh..." Qu Jia scratched his head.

"I still remember that I made braised fish, camphor tea duck, mung bean cake and pumpkin and red bean stuffing snacks. You really have a lot of food, please be satisfied soon." Wang Guisheng smiled at Qu Jia.

"Eat it while it's hot." Wang Guisheng directly brought a plate of five pastes, and Qu Jia stood outside the curtain of his house, holding the plate and eating with his head buried in it, stuffing the whole thing in one bite.Wang Guisheng also yelled at him, did not adjust the garlic juice, you silly boy, balsamic vinegar, garlic juice, fermented bean curd and sesame oil!

Qu Jia ate more than a dozen pastes that day, and he was full.

Wang Guisheng also fried two home-cooked dishes at his house, a plate of shredded pork with Beijing sauce, and a plate of potted tofu.Good workmanship, really delicious.

The more Qu Jia ate it, the more he felt it was ridiculous, and he enjoyed himself while chewing the shredded pork with Beijing sauce.

"What are you happy about?" Qu Liandi suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if she had been ridiculed by her son.

"No," Qu Jia smiled a little badly, "I think Lu Jun'er may still be hungry, so he went to the greenhouse to eat five yuan and five noodles at night?"

"What noodles?" Qu Liandi looked at him.

Qu Jia knocked his forehead on the dining table, hehehe, let that little idiot Wang Lujun go out to drink noodle soup, poor boy.

Qu Liandi didn't understand this stalk.Wang Guisheng didn't bother, and finished half a glass of beer in his hand.

……

……

Zhou Yao also came to Qu Jia's house every weekend.

Zhou Yao now visits Qu Jia in a grand manner every week, and eats a dinner made by his Aunt Qu.

Now that he is older, he is also very good at coming. It is convenient to buy things with pocket money in his hand, and he will not come empty-handed.Every time he wants to eat, he buys it himself, and then directs Aunt Qu to make it for him.Zhou Yao is so thick-skinned, and Qu Liandi treats him so kindly.

These days, it seems that every weekend, my son's "partner" will come to the door with chickens, ducks and fish, living like a family.

"You bought it in a big supermarket again?" Qu Liandi frowned when she saw it, "This small cucumber is worth the money I bought three at the morning market, as well as this lettuce and this fish. Where did you buy it?"

"Is it Beichen Supermarket in front of our house?" Zhou Yao said.

"It's so expensive, I won't buy it!" Qu Liandi felt sorry for other people's money, "You are buying blindly!"

"Did you buy it for Jiajia?" Zhou Yao said shyly, "Jia likes to eat."

"Qu Jia has been playing tricks on you," Qu Liandi said, "There's nothing wrong with it."

"Hehe." Zhou Yao just laughed, and I'll just be nice to you and Jiajia, that's the problem.

The two played the guitar on the bed in the house and sang casually.Zhou Yao looked at the side of Qu Jia singing, and moved his mouth to kiss his neck.

"You kissed me and put the plaster on, won't you smoke you?" Qu Jia glanced at him.

"Let me bite one..." Zhou Yao said, biting the teeth marks on the back of Qu Jia's neck, and the big musk bone-strengthening plaster was on it.

"Do you have a hobby?" Qu Jia frowned.

"I have an obsession with you." Zhou Yao said, "This tooth mark can't fall off, it's on your plaster."

"What did my mother say when she saw it?" Qu Jia glared at him, "Can I still say that Tang Zheng bit me?!"

Hahaha, Zhou Yao shook his shoulders and smiled, fortunately, he used a ballpoint pen to trace the outline of his teeth marks on the plaster, he was crazy.As for Qu Jia, he just wanted to pluck his hair and leave marks on his teeth, and he couldn't make enough fuss. He liked to see Qu Jia's shy way of retreating the bottom line step by step, and responding to him with a heartless refusal.

Before Qu Liandi was halfway cooking in the kitchen, Wang Lujun's father unexpectedly came again.

Zhou Yao was forced by this good thing, he glanced at it, stretched his neck and listened hard.

The two old guys didn't dare to enter the house, so they met mysteriously in the yard.Wang Guisheng also has a chicken in his left hand and a fish in his right hand, which is more complete than Zhou Yao's.

Moreover, they did not send raw materials for Qu Liandi to cook, so they are not so thick-skinned.Wang Guisheng said, "Master Qu, I'll send you a roasted chicken, and then I'll send you a fish!"

Qu Liandi rubbed her hands: "Hey, you helped me repair the stove, and you gave me something? You're so polite."

"Why am I being polite to you?" Wang Guisheng said, "Give it to your family, Qu Jia. The kid can eat and knows how to eat."

"Bake it yourself?" Qu Liandi said, "You really know how to do it."

"Didn't I bake it?" Wang Guisheng said, "I pickled the cured fish in spring, so I just eat it right now."

Qu Liandi hurriedly packed a few cantaloupes she bought at the morning market into a bag, reciprocating courtesy, and said to take them to Lu Juner to eat.

Damn, the little cantaloupe was sent away, so there's nothing to eat... Qu Jia also stretched his neck to look.

Wang Guisheng caught a glimpse of Zhou Yao in the room and said, "It just so happens that your student is also there, and I have your important things for you."

Qu Jia: "..."

Qu Jia didn't even know that Zhou Yao and Lu Jun'er's father also started passing things secretly behind his back.At the end of the sports meeting that day, Zhou Yao borrowed his father's Nissan camera, which was very advanced, but he was too guilty to take home the "parts" he took for his parents to see.

Wang Guisheng was very enthusiastic: "I know how to develop photos. I used to do it myself, but now I go to a photo studio and spend money to develop it." Zhou Yao then asked Lao Wang to help him take the film and develop it.Communication between people depends on feelings and aura, and he was not too shy about Lu Juner's father at that time.

A bunch of "partial" close-ups, a handsome boy with a thin waist and long legs in a blue vest and shorts, and the rare real smile of classmate Qu Jia, all of which were captured by precious cameras.

Qu Jia covered his face with his arms and lay down on the table, crap—his ears turned red again.

"I didn't take too much, it's very innocent, okay?" Zhou Yao looked at the photos spread all over the table, "Don't pretend, those two girls from a certain class in the second grade of junior high school secretly took photos of you, and it has spread all over the world. Didn't you see it?"

Of course Qu Jia saw it, the whole grade had seen it, and he was about to post him on the school bulletin board.

"It's almost exposed, your top and bottom are all gone." Zhou Yao pouted.

"Where did I show off?" Qu Jia retorted.

"That doesn't work either." Zhou Yao muttered.When the photo was circulated to him from a group of girls in his class, he almost exploded, and he had to praise against his will, "Mr. Do you want girls to see it casually?

"Next time I will definitely take pictures of luo for you." Zhou Yao said, "I will take pictures that no one else can see but I can see."

"Don't even think about it, you have no chance." Qu Jia hummed.

The two parents are still outside the house.Wang Guisheng finally said: "Succeed, I still have to go to work in your Qu Jia's Chaoyang No. [-] Middle School. We took a job, so I just stopped by and left..."

Zhou Yao arched Qu Jia with his shoulders: "Hey, hey."

Qu Jia: "What is it?"

Zhou Yao winked: "You come here more often than me... Lu Jun'er can't eat roast chicken anymore, so I let you eat it, hahaha."

Qu Jia said coldly, "It's not as frequent as you."

Zhou Yao asked softly, "What's the relationship?"

Qu Jia said, "Can you see it?"

"That's it." Zhou Yao held back a long time ago, and turned on the chatterbox mode, "I thought from the beginning that Lu Jun'er's father is a decent guy, and he treats you really well... Just like your mother, he is a good person. He's a good guy."

Qu Jia looked at Zhou Yao: "How do you see it well?"

"Damn it, he can cook!" Zhou Yao said seriously, "You have eaten several meals from others, what are you pretending to be? Look at my parents who can cook, our kitchen is very clean, there is no oily smoke. I don’t need to clean it, no one does it!...Look at your family now, the two adults can cook, so you have to clean the kitchen all day long, right?”

Qu Jia's eyelashes flickered, Yaoyao, you heartless foodie.

"Hey, their grown-ups have sex, don't they always look for places where no one is around..." Zhou Yao smirked, pouted his mouth, bobobobo——

"Don't talk nonsense." Qu Jia didn't want to talk, and was at a loss in his heart at that time.A little disturbance in life will always cause ripples in the depths, making people restless...

Afterwards, Qu Liandi gossiped with them at the dinner table, and they knew about it. Wang Lujun's family was also a divorced single parent, and they had been separated for several years.

In short, the daughter of the family was restless and messed with another family's father in the factory, and she was caught by Wang Guisheng at that time.The two men had a fight in the workshop, nosebleeds and dog blood flew together, causing a disturbance all over the city and the whole factory, and they left quickly.

So in those years, people in the factory said that Wang Lujun's father was wearing a cuckold, and Wang Lujun's mother was playing with broken shoes indiscriminately.

People are too different. Some people regard it as a very precious thing, while others can just throw it away. They don’t care at all when they throw it away, so that the two children in their respective families are both parents. .

"Wang Lujun is also quite unlucky." Zhou Yao later leaned on Qu Jia's bed and whispered, "I sympathize with him, so don't fight with him in the future."

Qu Jia said, "Is he pitiful?"

Zhou Yao said: "His mother is with someone else, so don't let him go. His father is also quite capable, he can talk funny, and he can cook when he goes home, but he was dumped in the end."

Qu Jia said: "You see, Qu Liandi is also quite capable. Doesn't she cook well? Isn't she also dumped? You think I'm very pitiful."

Zhou Yao quickly stretched out his hand to caress Qu Jia's back, and suddenly he didn't dare to speak nonsense.Qu Jia sometimes called his own mother by her first name, which was not a matter of impoliteness, as if she was talking about an outsider.Living in an incomplete home, what is broken is actually broken long ago, and the cracks are all in invisible places.

A family with only half an arm left cannot hold a boy firmly, and it is difficult to warm his heart, and he cannot give him a sense of security.Therefore, Qu Jia seldom clamored for his parents' love for him, and always seemed to stay out of the matter coldly, because the matter had nothing to do with him and "you can find it casually" to make him feel better.

Who is that man, whoever he is, he is not a "father" anyway, how much difference can there really be?