Mr Gingerbread

Although he said it, Mr. Lu still felt a little unhappy. He was kind to his son in front of his wife. As soon as his wife turned around and turned around, he ordered Lu Ming to do the work, from sweeping snow to hanging lanterns to writing Spring Festival couplets. For the blessings, Lu Ming wrote dozens more and sent them to relatives and friends around, and asked him to send them one by one.

Lu Ming didn't notice anything. He did these tasks in previous years. He still had some spare time after finishing these tasks. After thinking about it, he took up writing the couplets.While writing, Han Qiaoyu called, and Lu Ming answered, "Hello?"

Han Qiaoyu said, "What are you busy with?"

Lu Ming smiled and said, "Writing Spring Festival couplets, it won't be Chinese New Year soon, and we have to start preparing. What about you, how are you doing over there? Is your work going well?"

Han Qiaoyu said: "It's not bad. My plane after the next year will be back on the 17th."

Lu Ming said "Oh" and continued to write with a pen in his hand. Han Qiaoyu waited for a while and asked him again: "Do you miss me?"

Lu Ming smiled and said, "I don't think I can go back on the second day of the new year. I have to stay at home with my parents. You should also go back and spend more time with your uncles and aunts. We will have a long time in the future..."

Mr. Lu passed by him, knocked on the table rudely, and stared at him.

Lu Ming felt a little guilty, and said to the other side: "I have something to do at home, I hang up first, and I will call you later."

Mr. Lu stood there without moving, looked at him and then lowered his head to look at the Spring Festival couplets written, and said, "If you are writing with two minds, you can't be serious! How can you write with one hand!"

Unconvinced, Lu Ming replied, "I've never seen two hands writing with a pen at the same time."

Mr. Lu didn't listen, and continued to reprimand him: "How did I teach you when you were young, there is a priority in everything, and you have to calm down when you write. Look at the person you are talking about now..."

After Lu Ming finished writing the last stroke, he replied in a neutral tone: "When you were chasing my mother back then, you wrote a letter every day, and it was written 'Dear Di, a day is like three autumns'." ! "

Mr. Lu blushed for a rare moment, but immediately threatened his son with a walking stick, swayed twice and said, "Am I the same as you? In those days... I didn't write letters and there was no other way of contacting me, and I only contacted him once a day." Letter, how many calls have you made this morning? Tell me yourself, how many calls have you made this morning!"

Lu Ming said: "That's not my fault, it's not me who called him, he insisted on looking for me, what can I do!"

Old Lu: "Don't be ashamed!"

Lu Ming: "It's him who is not ashamed, not me. You can tell him, not me."

Mr. Lu: "...don't try to trick me into meeting him, it's too early to enter our house!" The old man walked two steps on a stick, then turned back and continued to stare at Lu Ming to write a couplet, and asked him, "Which surname is that?" Han's kid, what do you do?"

Lu Ming suppressed a smile, and said, "He is a small business owner, following his father to do business."

Mr. Lu probably couldn't get over his face, so he didn't want to ask more questions. After chatting for a while, he asked Lu Ming, "Why do you write so many Spring Festival couplets? I don't need so many at home."

Lu Ming dried the ink, and said, "It's for my elder sister's house. Jing Yao came to see me yesterday, so I just wanted to write a few more pictures and send them to them by the way."

When Mrs. Lu heard that her little grandson was happy again, she personally wrote three pieces of "Fu" and asked Lu Ming to take them with her. Before going out, Mrs. Lu even brought a big bag of Fang Jingyao's favorite snacks, so that they He must take it.

Lu Ming drove the Polo car at home and bumped all the way, but when he arrived, he found that Fang Jingyao looked a little lighter and his face was not very good-looking, so he took him in without energy.

Lu Ming was a little strange, he took the things in his hand to his eldest sister, and then found an excuse to send the eldest sister to the kitchen, then dragged Fang Jingyao to the bedroom, and asked him in a low voice: "What's the matter, what happened? "

Fang Jingyao wanted to force a smile, but Lu Ming kicked him twice, then grinned and said with a mournful face, "Uncle, I seem to be broken in love."

Lu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and laughed and cursed: "I still think something happened to your house, what is this, wait, my uncle will take you out to relax at night, don't stay at home all the time."

Fang Jingyao was still not in the mood, but after seeing Lu Ming, he obviously relaxed a bit and ate too much.

Lu Ming saw him in a trance, talking in a daze, and felt anxious and distressed. After dinner, he said to his elder sister: "Sister, I have a little work these two days, and I am too busy. I have to adjust the paint. Let Can Jing Yao go over and help me?"

Fang's mother also saw her son's state in her eyes, and she didn't say anything when she heard it, she nodded and said: "Okay, let's go. Jingyao can stay for a few more days after Jing Yao goes, and it's okay to spend the New Year at grandpa's house. I will be with him on the second day of junior high school. Dad will pick him up."

Lu Ming laughed and said, "That's good, my dad will be happy if he finds out, so let's decide." He touched Fang Jingyao's leg under the dining table, and Fang Jingyao came to his senses and hurriedly agreed.

Lu Ming sent New Year's goods, and when he came, he brought back a big living person.

Walking halfway, Lu Ming couldn't bear to see his useless look, especially the half-length and not short hair, so he took him to a barbershop first, and asked someone to clean it up for him. one time.

There are many people getting haircuts in the twelfth lunar month, especially there are many aunties waiting in line to perm their hair. Fang Jingyao waited there for a while, then glanced at Lu Ming who was flipping through magazines next to him, feeling a little embarrassed to waste his time, and whispered: "Uncle, if you don't forget it, there are so many people in the past year, I can wait until the New Year is over before getting a haircut..."

Lu Ming kicked him unceremoniously, and said, "Tell me again."

Before Fang Jingyao could react, he blinked his eyes and suddenly understood, blushing and stammering: "No, that's not what I meant. I didn't think about getting a haircut in the first month. Uncle, I didn't do it on purpose. I really forgot..." Lu Ming didn't bother to pay attention to him, Fang Jingyao just sat there and waited silently, this time he really didn't dare to resist.

After getting his hair cut, he somewhat regained his energy and looked at him as a refreshing and handsome boy, so Lu Ming was more satisfied.

He didn't take Fang Jingyao home immediately, he drove to find a quiet small bar, and the two sat and chatted for a while.

Lu Ming had a slight cold and drove again, so he only drank a glass of soda and ordered a drink for Fang Jingyao.

After Fang Jingyao drank a glass of wine, he lay down on the small table and cried, quite sad.

"Cry ass, your old Fang's family is full of crying bags." Lu Ming rubbed the center of his brows. He was a little bit cold after sitting outside the door for four hours that day. They all wrinkled up, "Get up, make it clear before you cry."

Fang Jingyao felt extremely uncomfortable, and said, "Uncle, I'm broken in love."

Lu Ming said: "I can see it."

Fang Jingyao said sadly again: "I thought he was going to come to my house to play, and I invited him to be a guest. I also wanted to introduce my parents to him in advance. I even bought him a gift, but I couldn't send it out. He told me today...he found a girlfriend."

"What's the big deal, you find one too." After Lu Ming finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong, looked up at Fang Jingyao, and said vigilantly, "What do you mean finding a girlfriend...Jingyao, the person you are talking about is a man or a woman. of?"

Fang Jingyao said desolately, "A man."

Lu Ming pinched his eyebrows, closed his eyes, and felt his head hurt even more.

Fang Jingyao couldn't hide the matter, and he got close to Lu Ming again, and told them all without asking a few words.

He had a classmate with a good relationship before, and the other party sent things and wrote letters. Fang Jingyao thought that that person liked him, and he didn't mean to fall in love at first. Say you don't come, it's not me, and you can't always help me.

With just such a sentence, Fang Jingyao wanted to go wrong.

He thought that he was asking for his status, and after much deliberation, this silly boy invited him to his home, and planned to happily prepare for his parents in advance.When Fang Jingyao was going to pick up someone at the station a few days ago, the other party told Fang Jingyao that he couldn't come because he wanted to stay with his girlfriend.

Lu Ming was confused and asked him: "What do you mean he wants to accompany his girlfriend? Then what happened to you before?"

Fang Jingyao remained silent.

Lu Ming was so pissed off by this cowardice, he said: "What about the temper of being a bully at home? Huh? He will be aggressive."

"I might have misunderstood what he told me, which is different from what I thought." Fang Jingyao said sadly, "Uncle, I really feel very uncomfortable. He promised me so much, and originally said he would come to my house to play." Son, why didn't you come?"

Seeing him crying pitifully, Lu Ming softened his heart and coaxed him, "There's nothing to cry about. Tell me, why do you suddenly like men? You used to receive love letters from girls, right? indivual……"

Fang Jingyao said: "I wasn't sure before, but when I met my classmate, I felt very happy to be with him. We played games together every day. When he came to see me, he would play ball and eat in the cafeteria with me..."

Lu Ming laughed, this is simply a child's play.

Fang Jingyao was so wronged there, his eyes became straight after drinking, and he said everything: "Last time, he said he couldn't hold on, and wanted me to hug him."

Lu Ming looked up at him: "Huh?"

Fang Jingyao said: "I just gave him a very strong hug. Really, I even patted his shoulder to tell him come on!"

Lu Ming suppressed his laughter and continued to listen to him, he was no longer worried.

Fang Jingyao sniffed, and said with red eyes: "We agreed to participate in the competition together. I don't know if we can still be together in the youth competition after the next year. My painting is still with him. I originally said that I would wait for him to finish it during the winter vacation. Send me home, I..."

Lu Ming couldn't help scolding him when he heard this sentence: "I'm sick, everyone is recruiting at home! I asked you where you took the painting a while ago, and gave it to this person?!"

Fang Jingyao flinched, and said, "He just took a look."

Lu Ming sneered: "Look, have you returned it to you? You can give it to you whatever I asked you to take for the competition. You have today, you should!"

Fang Jingyao said: "But he didn't take it to the competition. He has his own skills, but he just can't find the direction. We agreed to participate in the competition together and win prizes together..."

Lu Ming knocked on his nephew's head, Fang Jingyao was slightly drunk, and looked at him dumbfounded: "What's wrong?"

Lu Ming said: "I'll hear if there is any echo, I'm afraid it's filled with water."

Fang Jingyao sat close, hugged Lu Ming's arm and rubbed his head, feeling wronged there: "Uncle, are you saying I'm stupid?"

After two glasses of wine, Fang Jingyao began to whimper endlessly, and Lu Ming endured it silently.

Fang Jingyao was quiet for a while, then suddenly started crying again: "You still talk about me, brother-in-law, where is your partner? I didn't dare to ask you, is the one we talked about last time reconciled, or did you find him again after breaking up?"

Lu Ming said, "That's the one."

Fang Jingyao was so moved that he cried and said, "That's great, brother-in-law, you said I don't want to wait for my classmate anymore. I think maybe if I persist a little longer, we can be together?"

Lu Ming irritatedly said: "You got it, you got hit on the left cheek, so you have to go to the right cheek, don't you? That classmate of yours doesn't look good, you two are not suitable, stop as soon as possible, don't be with him, Did you hear that?"

Fang Jingyao drank too much, and lay on Lu Ming's arm, talking in a daze. Lu Ming listened for a while, and managed to make out a few words. He said, "You guys are fine, don't quarrel... Breaking up is too painful. ..."

Lu Ming propped his forehead with his hands, his eyes were a little confused, and after a while he smiled and shook his head: "Where is the share?"

After the little nephew calmed down and stopped making trouble, Lu Ming took him into the car and went home.

After returning home, Fang Jingyao, a little alcoholic, settled down first, and went to find the medicine cabinet by himself. There was no cold medicine at home, and Lu Ming didn't bother to go out to buy it in the middle of the night, so he just drank a cup of hot water and fell asleep.

The next day, he was woken up by a phone call, and when he picked it up, his throat was so hoarse that he could hardly make a sound. Han Qiaoyu over there immediately recognized it, and asked him, "Have a cold? Is it serious? Have you taken any medicine?"

Lu Ming said hoarsely: "It's okay, I caught a cold two days ago, just take a rest."

Han Qiaoyu reminded him a few things to pay attention to, and worried about his voice, so he hung up without saying anything.

After Lu Ming got up, he felt a little better after having breakfast. He was young and didn't take this little cold seriously. He put on his down jacket and went outside to the yard to continue pruning the half-cleared sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

This sweet-scented osmanthus tree was specially found by Mr. Lu from the south for his wife. The weather in the north is cold and it is not easy to grow it. Even in the leeward place, it is freezing enough.Lu Ming found some straw ropes to bind the tree trunks, and other thermal materials to wrap the tree crowns. He was busy when he saw Fang Jingyao coming out.

Fang Jingyao came over to help, took some small scissors and pierced a few ventilation holes in the crown of the tree, and worked without saying a word.

Lu Ming glanced at him and said, "How did you sleep?"

Fang Jingyao said: "It's okay, just a little headache, uncle, don't drink alcohol in the future, it's really uncomfortable."

Lu Ming laughed and said, "I'll make you a hangover soup later."

Fang Jingyao was surprised: "Uncle, you can even do this?"

Lu Ming said: "If you watch too much in the kitchen, you will know it. Isn't it just an appetizer soup?"

Fang Jingyao enviously said: "Your partner is very good at cooking, brother-in-law you said last time that you invited me to eat sweet and sour fish..."

"That's because you wanted to eat sweet and sour fish." Lu Ming corrected him while covering the canopy. "Next time when you have a chance, you come to eat at home. He is a good cook and will make delicious food for you."

Fang Jingyao said: "Okay, then I will try to bring..."

Lu Ming looked up at him, Fang Jingyao thought for a while, but he didn't dare to say "take my classmate there".

Lu Ming said: "Eat a pit and gain a wisdom, how did you become a healed scar and forget the pain?"

Fang Jingyao said: "Aren't you the same, you have quarreled several times, and you are still with him."

Lu Ming said: "Can adults do the same thing as you!"

"What's the difference if they're all in love..." Fang Jingyao was not convinced, and muttered, "I like you no less than you."

Lu Ming made gestures and sneered, "Only you, an encouraging hug? You're just a kid playing house. Let's talk about it later when we meet someone we really like."

Fang Jingyao was at a loss, and Lu Ming didn't bother to explain to him. He gave him all the tools and said, "As I did just now, wrap the entire canopy of the tree. Go! Do more work to improve your intelligence."

The little nephew came, and there was a lot of work. Lu Ming sat on the sidelines and supervised the work. Before Mr. Lu and the others came out, he cleaned up the little nephew from time to time.

After a while, the outside door rang a few times, and Lu Ming got up to take a look.

There was a black car parked at the door, and two people were moving things down from the car one after another, and the person standing there knocking on the door was Han Qiaoyu's assistant, seeing Lu Ming, he smiled and said, "Professor Lu, Happy Chinese New Year. Happy New Year!"

Lu Ming said, "Happy Chinese New Year too, why are you here?"

The assistant smiled and said, "Mr. Han has prepared some New Year's goods in advance, and other teachers of the Academy of Fine Arts have also sent them. This is specially prepared by Mr. Han for you. I will deliver it in time." He held a small The bag was also handed to Lu Ming, and said, "Here are some commonly used cold medicines, and I bought them according to the list sent by Mr. Han."

Lu Ming accepted the medicine, but the amount of New Year's goods he sent was a bit exaggerated. He picked up a few and kept them, and wanted his assistant to take away or share the rest. How dare the assistant get in the car and run as soon as the things were delivered. up.

Lu Ming stood at the door, surrounded by more than a dozen boxes of New Year's goods, so he could only call Fang Jingyao to come over and help move them in.

After working for a while, the movement was a bit loud, and the old lady Lu also came out to take a look, and said in surprise: "Why are there so many? What are these? Which of you two is buying things from the Internet again?"

Fang Jingyao said: "Grandma, it has nothing to do with me, I am innocent."

Lu Ming unpacked a box of dried squid, took a pack and opened Fang Jingyao's mouth, saying: "Eat more, talk less." He turned to the old lady and said: "The benefits are given by friends, you Take it."

The old lady looked at it, and found that they were all fresh food that couldn't be kept. She kept a copy at home, and spent a long time sharing the rest with Fang Jingyao, planning to share some with relatives around to try.

I don't know if it's because of the cold medicine Han Qiaoyu sent, or because of the sweat on his body. Lu Ming's cold is indeed better, and he doesn't feel too uncomfortable.

Han Qiaoyu was a little busy there, and didn't have time to call in the afternoon to ask: "Have you received everything?"

Lu Ming was lying on the bed reading a book, turning the pages and saying, "I have received everything, but you have sent too much, I can't eat it at all."

Han Qiaoyu smiled and said: "Didn't you say that you have many relatives? As a little uncle, you can give those younger generations some more."

Lu Ming smiled and said, "Smart enough, what's your idea?"

Han Qiaoyu said: "Yes, I want to make a good impression in advance, after all, I am an elder."

Lu Ming laughed and said, "You performed so well, do you want me to hug you and encourage you?"

Han Qiaoyu laughed softly: "Yes, but we've been separated for too long this time, and I might hold you until you cry." He paused for a moment, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Even if Even if you cry and beg me, you won't let you go."

The author has something to say: explain about the barber shop, there is a saying in the north that uncle cuts his head and dies in the first month →_→