The day when I was bent by a bamboo horse

It was past eleven o'clock when the two arrived home, and Jing Xing's mother, Ms. Su Yun, was still waiting. When she heard the sound of a car entering the yard, she immediately stood up. As soon as Su Baige entered the room, she was hugged full of her arms: "Hey! My son is finally back, let my aunt see if he has lost weight...he is really dark, and he has lost a lot of weight, so I said no military training, your brother is really..."

"Auntie, Auntie." Su Baige hurriedly interrupted Su Yun, "Auntie, you picked the wrong person. If this goes on, my brother will have to find a corner and cut me up. Look at his face."

The two turned their heads, Jing Xing was standing behind him expressionlessly, Su Baige was about to burst out laughing.

Jing Xing curled his lips, "That's why I said that Su Baige is your own."

Su Yun snorted: "When you grow up, you don't need my old lady to take care of you, do you? These words really have confidence."

"Mom." There was a smile on Jing Xing's face.

"Pack up the things and go to the kitchen for supper. The soup stewed on the stove is for Xiao Ge's body, just take a look and don't steal it." Su Yun took Su Baige's hand and walked to the sofa and sat down. Touching the face and wiping the tears again, a weeping mother-child drama was staged.

Jing Xing looked at them quietly, and felt that the two idiots were really hopeless, so he went into the kitchen to find something to eat.

"Mom, why are you cooking black chicken soup for him? He's an old man and he can't give birth to a grandson for you." Jing Xing's voice floated from the kitchen.

Su Baige almost died laughing, chased into the kitchen and looked, and sure enough, there was still soup stewing in the pot: "Black-bone chicken soup? Auntie won't let you drink it secretly, but you still drink it, give me a taste."

Jing Xing scooped up a little soup in the spoon, put it to his mouth and blew it before sending it to Su Baige: "Be careful, it's not greasy, it's quite delicious, your mother is good at cooking."

Su Baige's heart was itchy from Jing Xing's actions, his ears felt hot, and he inexplicably thought of the feeling of his brother whispering to him in the car. This man's gentleness really makes one's legs weak, Su Baige hurriedly lowered his head and drank. After taking a sip, I was so embarrassed that I couldn't taste it anymore: "It's delicious, let's have some for the two of us to drink. Auntie's cooking skills are much better than yours."

Jing Xing smiled: "Yes."

Su Baige's heart is going to melt from this laughter, damn it, if a woman is not married, she won't marry.

"Professor Jing!" A roar startled the two of them, and when they turned around, they saw Su Yun standing domineeringly at the kitchen door, glaring at her, "How old are you, is it interesting to grab food from children?"

Jing Xing didn't even raise his head, he poured soup into bowls spoon by spoon, and acted gracefully as if he was standing on a podium and talking eloquently: "Stop emphasizing that I'm not your own son anymore, I'm not soft-spoken when hurting people's hearts."

Su Baige stood by and watched the two of them pinch, and lit a cigarette for himself, but Su Yun grabbed him just after enjoying a puff: "Your brother won't take you to learn something--of course you are not me. Dear son, it took you out after ten months of stuffing cotton in your belly."

Jing Xing laughed: "Su Baige's mother, don't just stand there, help me serve some soup."

Su Yun stewed soup, fried two vegetarian dishes, and made cornmeal and shredded carrot pancakes. Su Baige and Jing Xing twitched their index fingers, and ate a lot while watching TV and chatting with Su Yun.

Then they took a shower and went back to bed.

Jing Xing's house has three rooms, but one is Jing Xing's father's study room. Although no one has been in it for two years, no one has touched it. Su Yun would wipe the table and bookshelves every day as before, and even Jing Xing on the table The pens that Dad put there casually have not changed their positions.

So Jing Xing and Su Baige still had to sleep in the same room.

Su Yun knocked on the door outside and warned: "Go to bed early, I have to go there at seven o'clock tomorrow morning, and Lili will be buried at eight o'clock."

Jing Xing opened the door and said, "Mom, you don't need to get up early, I'll just get ready early."

"Go to bed with you, don't get up at five o'clock if you have nothing to do, my little boy can't rest well once he sleeps with you, I am too lazy to clean you up." Su Yun stretched out her hand to poke Jing Xing's tight chest, "Also, Can you wear the clothes well, Professor Jing, do you have any sense of being a teacher?"

Su Baige laughed in the room: "Can he know what it means to be a teacher? He has misled his children for so many years, auntie, please give up."

"I think so too." Su Yun turned and left.

Jing Xing closed the door dumbfounded: "I'm going to sleep...your mother is really..."

Su Baige leaned back on the quilt and couldn't help laughing: "One thing is one thing, I think your poisonous tongue is useless in front of auntie, where do you sleep?"

"Well, you still know that one thing falls one thing, believe it or not, I'll take care of you now." Jing Xing stretched out his hand and grabbed Su Baige's ankle, and gently turned him over.

"Fuck! The hero is merciful..." Su Baige was trembling with pain, but he didn't expect his brother's hand to be like an iron buckle, "Auntie told you that you are half a night away, what kind of hero are you here... Ah... I was wrong, brother, please forgive me!"

Jing Xing was softened by his "Ah", and hurriedly left him to go on with his own business.Su Baige broke out in a cold sweat, and was finally honest: "Brother, if you are fired, you can become a bodyguard, your bones are crushed."

"Loosen your muscles and bones." Jing Xing said casually.

Su Baige sat up and rubbed his ankle, feeling that the bone was really crushed: "Why did you strike so lightly? It hurts like hell."

Jing Xing glanced at him, and said with disdain: "Soft, if I really don't matter, can you sit here peacefully now?"

Su Baige curled his lips: "Do you think everyone is like you? I'm a normal person, okay?"

"I'm abnormal?"

Su Baige paused, looked up at Jing Xing, but didn't speak.

Jing Xing lay down on the other side, and took a book to read.

Su Baige turned his head and took a look at the professional textbook "Spacecraft Attitude Dynamics" for the second grade of aerospace major. Su Baige said speechlessly: "...Brother, your bedtime reading really makes people unable to complain."

Jing Xing took a look at him, and then seriously changed the book - "Chibi Maruko-chan".

Su Baige: "..." Su Baige lay down and turned his back to Jing Xing, raised his foot to rub his ankle, and decided not to discuss this issue with him.

Jing Xing's voice came from behind: "Do you want to bring your ring?"

Su Baige raised his hand and shook it: "I thank you, can you take it off for me? This color is perfect."

Jing Xing seemed to smile: "I can't take it off, I said it's stained with 502."

Su Baige: "Can I apply for a necklace now? And it's fine if it's black, red is really not necessary."

"It's late." Jing Xing snorted, "Put it on, at least there will be fewer girls around you."

Su Baige: "I'm serious about talking about my girlfriend, okay? It's like I'm a scumbag. The key is that I really don't like wearing it. I was ridiculed to death in the dormitory. There is also a classmate who suspects me of being gay every day. , annoying to death."

Jing Xing stopped talking.

Su Baige: "Brother?"

"sleep."

Su Baige: "..."