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Zhang Jin didn't fall asleep all night because of this "Brother Pao".Early the next morning, he drove the miscellaneous hair out for a walk in high spirits, frightened Mrs. Wang who came back from shopping for vegetables, and cursed: "You rascal!"

Meeting this unlucky old woman early in the morning on New Year's Eve, there must be nothing good.Zhang Jin whistled at Miscellaneous Maoer, and said, "Xiaotiangou, send the plague god away."

Miscellaneous Maoer bared his teeth and let out a howl, gesturing to pounce on him. Mrs. Wang was terrified, and hid upstairs with a vegetable basket, cursing as she ran.

"An uneducated wild boy... a dead dog! Sooner or later he will stew dog meat."

Zhang Jin was in a good mood, and rewarded Za Maoer with a duck wing root. Za Maoer held it in his mouth and chewed out a bunch of halazi.When it raised its head, its owner had already stepped on the motorcycle and disappeared in a hurry. Miscellaneous Maoer howled eagerly against the northwest wind.

Cheng Kuang picked up Zhang Jin at the entrance of the big store as scheduled. When he arrived, Zhang Jin had already been waiting for a while.He stared at Cheng Kuang for a while without saying a word. Cheng Kuang was wearing a down jacket with a scarf around his neck. The edges and corners of the lower half of his face were covered, making him look a little soft. .

The wind made Zhang Jin shiver, and a thought suddenly hooked on the tip of his heart -- he silently recalled the short and restrained hug last time at the street corner, and suddenly wanted to do it again.

The person he was thinking of didn't know anything about it, not only did not understand the style, but also looked at him with some puzzlement: "Why are you standing there?"

"..." Zhang Jin silently suppressed the surging emotions in his chest, raised his eyebrows, and asked reservedly: "Xueba, am I handsome?"

Cheng Kuang looked away indifferently, and said, "I advise you to be sober and stop pretending."

Zhang Jin said "tsk" twice, walked up to Cheng Kuang in two steps in three steps, put his hand on his shoulder, and said as he walked, "Little handsome guy, you have such beautiful eyes, why are you so ignorant?"

The ignorant Xueba ignored him, and let Zhang Jin talk about a stand-up comic, and then threw a roasted sweet potato to the famous talker Paoer during the intermission, and his ears finally became quiet.

Xueba was cold, but the roasted sweet potato was warm. Zhang Jin held the sweet potato, glanced at Cheng Kuang, and thought to himself: I will warm him up sooner or later.

"Shall we go to your house now?" Zhang Jin asked.

"I spent New Year's Eve at my grandma's house, and I told her that you should come with me," Cheng Kuang said.

Grandma Cheng’s house is not far from the big store. When they arrived, Grandma Cheng was in the kitchen, and Cheng Yi was squatting under the grapefruit tree washing vegetables. Finally, he shouted to the back room: "Grandma, Kuang Kuang is back."

Grandma Cheng's voice soon followed the footsteps. Zhang Jin saw a gray-haired old lady running out of the house, wiped her wet hands on her clothes, and then put Cheng Kuang's hands into her palms. In Mandarin mixed with dialect: "Lengwei? Ouch, your hands are cold, why don't you wear gloves?"

"It's not cold," Cheng Kuang said as he glanced at Zhang Jin, "This is my classmate."

"Hello, Grandma." Zhang Jin greeted Grandma Cheng.

"Yo, this young man is that... ouch, what's his name?" Grandma Cheng looked at Zhang Jin for a while, Cheng Yi kindly reminded her, and the old lady suddenly remembered, "Oh, handsome! The young man's name You got it well, you look good, and you look really energetic! Hurry up, it’s cold outside, you two don’t stick around, talk in the room if you have something to say, it’s warm.”

As Grandma Cheng said, she pulled one of them into the house with each hand.

When Grandma Cheng went out and there was no one else in the room, Zhang Jin smiled and said to Cheng Kuang, "Xueba, your grandma praised me."

A few pieces of bark were smoking in the charcoal brazier. Cheng Kuang picked up the tongs on the ground and pulled out the bark. Then he pointed to the TV screen and said, "My grandma also said that man is very energetic."

Zhang Jin glanced at it, and there was a cross talk show on TV. The naive fat man on the screen smiled so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes, and the slightly thinner man next to him pointed at him and said, "Is there anyone like you?"

Zhang Jin stared at him, and repeated imitatively, "Cheng, is there anyone you like?"

Cheng Kuang raised his eyes to look at him, thought for a while and said, "How about I praise you to the sky, Zhang Junjun?"

"... Fuck." Zhang Jin couldn't help laughing, the person he liked was so cute that he couldn't help but twitch.

Sha Pao'er's eyes are like two crescent moons when he smiles, but he really has a "Zhang Junjun" temperament.Cheng Kuang grabbed a handful of candy from the candy box on the table, put it on the small table in front of Zhang Jin, and said, "Eat the candy, Junjun."

Zhang Jin: "Call me to do it again."

Yesterday, I also shot my brother.Zhang Jin peeled off a toffee, and couldn't help but think: You little bastard...just because I like you.

The little bastard Cheng Kuang glanced at him unmoved, and after a while he took out a knife from the cabinet. Since his position was against the light, only the back of the knife was dazzled by the sky.The toffee in Zhang Jin's mouth was sticking to his teeth, and he was almost speechless: "...What are you doing? Kill people to silence you?"

"Shut up, slag," Cheng Kuang said with a smile as he stepped over the charcoal brazier, "I'll kill the chicken."

"Hey, it's quite capable, and can kill chickens?" Zhang Jin stood up and asked, "Can I watch?"

"You can do whatever you want," Cheng Kuang said.

Under the grapefruit tree, Zhang Jin saw a chicken with a red string tied to its foot. The chicken waiting to be slaughtered was walking back and forth with its neck stretched out in a high-spirited manner.After a while, it saw the shining knife and widened its mung bean eyes, as if it had re-acquainted with the world. It had nothing to miss about the pyrotechnic world where the weak and the strong could eat it. It flapped its wings and wanted to escape, but Cheng Kuang carried the rope Pulled back.

The little bastard surnamed Cheng was cruel and merciless, and wiped his neck.

hiss.Zhang Jin suddenly felt a chill on his neck, rubbed his hands together, and stuck them to his neck.Cheng Kuang looked at him distractedly and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhang Jin: "..." I was shocked.

He sighed almost inaudibly, and lied dryly: "It's a bit cold."

Grandma Cheng has been busy all morning, preparing for the New Year’s Eve dinner. Zhang Jin listened to the sound of stewed duck soup in the pressure cooker, and looked at the gradually bustling dining table, and suddenly realized—this meal is reunion dinner.

His family hadn't had a reunion dinner for a long time, and since Zhang Hao divorced Xiang Shulan, Xiang Shulan never went home during the holidays.She likes to be lively, but is afraid of being deserted, especially on the days when there are lights and festivities.Grandma Zhang Jin's house is very lively, even more lively than Grandma Cheng's house.

Grandma Cheng's three sons and daughter-in-law all came, including Cheng Youliang and his wife, the second eldest who work in other places all the year round.Although Cheng Youde had torn face with Grandma Cheng, and was terrified by Cheng Kuang's subordinates, he still came here with his viper wife and children with a shy face.The old bastard is used to hiding his knife in his smile, pretending to be an adult who doesn't remember the faults of villains, and greets Cheng Kuang kindly as soon as he enters the door: "Look who this is, a talented student from our old Cheng family."

Cheng Kuang's eyes turned cold, and he was about to poke at Cheng Youde, but when he turned his head, he saw Grandma Cheng shaking her head at him.He gritted his teeth, pursed his lips into a straight line, and finally swallowed his anger and disgust.

There are always traces of young people's joys, sorrows, sorrows, and joys. Although Cheng Kuang "kept his expressions", Zhang Jin can still tell that Cheng Kuang doesn't want to see his uncle—oh, not only his uncle, but also his uncle. Even his father, Cheng Kuang, didn't bother to take a second look.

According to Zhang Jin's observation, the hard-hearted Xueba is also a little more polite to his second uncle.

According to the usual practice, the elders and the younger generation eat at separate tables. Cheng Kuang is still underage, and he is at the same table with Cheng Youde's children, so he doesn't have to listen to the three brothers of Cheng's family.

Those children all ran into the house to watch TV with their bowls in their hands. Zhang Jin stared at Cheng Kuang for a while, a little frustrated, and said to himself: He has no name and no distinction, what year will I spend with him?At this time, someone suddenly took a piece of small yellow croaker and put it in his bowl. From the corner of his eye, he saw that there was also Cheng Kuang's bowl.

Zhang Jin raised his head, but saw Grandma Cheng put her index finger in front of her lips, and quietly "shh".

Grandma Cheng smiled with her eyes bent, her eyes were like the moon in the water, and there were circles of gentle water lines on her face. She said, "Is it delicious?"

Cheng Kuang was stunned for a moment, and she said again: "Eat it while it's hot, look at all these tigers and wolves, they should all be snatched up later."

Zhang Jin looked in Cheng Kuang's direction, only to see that he lowered his head, as if he was serious about grilling rice, but Zhang Jin had a feeling - he always felt that Cheng Kuang was absent-minded, as if he was hiding something hard to swallow.

He couldn't guess whether Cheng Kuang had something hard to swallow, but soon Zhang Jin encountered a bad thing that he couldn't swallow.

"The bear kids are really terrible now... I went to buy beer just now, and saw a motorcycle overturned in front of the big store, oops, I don't know who it is. A group of troublemakers were playing firecrackers next to it, and there was a bang, The tires all blew out, and I was taken aback," said Cheng's second daughter-in-law.

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Hey, Zhang Junjun is a duplicity coward.