famine

Cayenne stopped at the gate of the attached high school at the right time. Jiang Xuan had just come out of the school, and he didn't even stand on the circle of square bricks beside the green belt. He turned around and walked directly towards the car.

After Cheng Yan parked the car, he opened the door and got out, thinking that Jiang Xuan would definitely have to bring a suitcase and a handbag, and he could help put them in the trunk.

But I just closed the car door and looked across the car, only to see Jiang Xuan walking over alone, the clothes are still black, the waist-length down jacket, the head is exposed, the ears are a little red, the thickness of the jeans should be the same Did not wear long johns.

Jiang Xuan only carried a backpack, which was barely big enough to fit a laptop.

"You just bring these things?" Cheng Yan pointed at his bag in disbelief, and then said after a while: "You don't have a suitcase, or I'll get you one when I go home..."

"Need not."

Jiang Xuan replied lightly that it was not the first time he saw Cheng Lang wearing casual clothes, but every time he was shocked by his ability to match clothes.

He glanced at a lock of slightly curly hair falling from Cheng Hong's temples, then looked away, and stretched the loose schoolbag back, "Anyway, I won't be staying for a few days, so just take some with you."

"Although you won't be staying for a few days, you don't need to be so casual, right? Why don't you go back and get some clothes and coats, and I'll wait for you later, don't worry."

Jiang Xuan: "There are toiletries, a change of clothes and two underwear in the bag, that's enough."

Cheng Lang opened his mouth, gaffe for a moment, and finally smiled helplessly: "All right, you can wear mine then."

I've seen Cool Brother, and I've seen the trouble-free one, but I haven't seen the Cool Brother and the trouble-free one.

Fortunately, Jiang Xuan's face is still quite slapped, but if it is replaced by Daming Chen Hai and Xiao Gay, they will already be unkempt after working overtime, even Cheng Hong, who is always gentle, can hardly stand it.

Looking back at Jiang Xuan who was sitting in the co-pilot and looking at his mobile phone, the attached high school didn't have much requirements for the students' hairstyles, as long as they didn't make it as non-mainstream as DJing in the disco.But Jiang Xuan is a very easy-going person. His hair is cut very short, just a little longer than the board inch. His forehead is just the right width, clean and delicate.His skin is indeed very fair, not to mention dark circles, and he doesn't even have any pimples on his face. If it weren't for his always sullen face and the appearance of not getting close to strangers, the girls in the school probably wouldn't even have Jiang Xuan's exclusive support team. At least three have been built.

Cheng Lang curled his mouth, and had to admit that Jiang Xuan was really arrogant.

As a result, Jiang Xuan's voice suddenly sounded: "Egg Diary 8, do you have any?"

"Ok?"

Cheng Yan was stunned, stepping on the brakes, Jiang Xuan turned sideways and showed him the screen of the mobile phone, and he looked intently, it was the game interface of the animal restaurant.

It turned out that he was playing the animal restaurant just now.

"It seems there is," Cheng Lang recalled, "...Is it the postcard where a bunch of small animals eat dumplings around the table?"

"Yes," Jiang Xuan nodded, and put the phone back, "Brother Wei flew several times and didn't bring it back. It affects my performance too much. Do you know what flowers to put?"

"Pfft." If it wasn't for the driving, Cheng Lang would have covered his stomach with joy, but what Jiang Xuan said was too serious, and his shoulders kept shaking, "I don't remember... Is there a strategy for this? Why don't you ask the people in the group Enthusiastic netizens?"

The "Vigo" he was talking about was the white pigeon "Hedwig" who played like "Traveling Frog" in the game.

Ever since he knew that the other party was playing in the animal restaurant, Cheng Lang had never had the chance to chat with Jiang Xuan about it. I really don’t know what a coincidence it was to meet a netizen who often went to work in his shop in the real world. The key is whether this netizen or his face The cool brother Jiang Xuan who wrote "not to be messed with", and the little man's brother Da Mantou...

Jiang Xuan pursed his lips and looked at the phone for a while, then suddenly grasped the point of Cheng Lang's words, and asked, "You always put those three little grids around?"

Cheng Lang: "Yeah, for example, put three water bottles of different colors in the small grid or a full-level little daisy and sunflower."

Jiang Xuan turned to look at him, with a somewhat speechless expression.

So, players like me who go to the Internet to check the strategy before releasing Brother Wei every time are not as good as a person who randomly puts them around and gets more postcards?

"Then do you have the 'New Zealand Handbook Another Page'?" Jiang Xuan asked again after a moment of silence.

And Cheng Lang's answer this time is very firm: "No."

"..." quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

As Cheng Hong said at the beginning, the road from the urban area to the countryside is very long, and it takes more than two hours just to drive—this is when there is no traffic.Because there was a rush to return home a year ago, and this will be the morning again, there are quite a lot of cars on the road, and the traffic jams are not so unacceptable.

But if he really went on the road alone, it is estimated that when he reached his destination, everyone would turn blue with boredom.

Cheng Lang was worried that Jiang Xuan would feel uncomfortable on the road without breakfast, and would be prone to throw up if he stopped and stopped with the traffic, so he specially made three sandwiches to take with him before going out—for fear that Jiang Xuan would not have enough to eat.

In the end, Jiang Xuan had already eaten breakfast. Cheng Hong regretted that the food was wasted, but he twisted his body and took the lunch box on the back seat and put it on his lap, opened it in front of Cheng Hong, and took out a sandwich. Bite down more than half of it, and it is called a snack.

Cheng Lang expressed his amazement in comparison.

Jiang Xuan was not yet old enough to take the driver's license test, so he could only watch Cheng Hong drive the car alone. After eating the sandwich, the car was still driving on the highway, and the speed was much faster than in the urban area.Cheng Lang drove very steadily, now that there is less bumps, Jiang Xuan is full of wine and food, and even feels a little drowsy.

But when he saw Cheng Hong's focused expression, he felt embarrassed to go to sleep directly, fearing that the car would be too quiet and affect his driving.Fortunately, there were quite a few cars on the highway, so he sat up straight and rubbed his temples, looking for something to say, which was to make Cheng Lang pay more attention, and asked, "Is your house lively during the Chinese New Year?"

Halfway through the drive, the tall buildings on both sides of the road gradually disappeared, replaced by low houses and trees. Looking out from the car window, the field of vision was much wider.

Cheng Lang was indeed a little tired. At first he thought it was his auditory hallucinations, but after he noticed Jiang Xuan's gaze from the corner of his eye, he knew it was true.

Replied: "It's very lively. There are not as many rules in the countryside as in the urban area. Firecrackers and fireworks are kept one after another as if they don't need money. At [-], I basically don't sleep at night. Every time I go back to celebrate the New Year, I cry that night. I can't sleep because of the splashing."

Jiang Tong was amused, thinking of Cheng Hong sitting upright on the kang with blue eyes and green face, he couldn't stop laughing, clutching his sore stomach, and said after a long time: "Then the second... the first day of the New Year's Day Well, this time I can sleep for a day."

"How is it possible?" Cheng Yan looked back at him, thinking he was joking, the little lock of hair on the back of his head was sticking out, "Don't your family stop by on New Year's Day?"

Jiang Xuan was stunned, and then quickly realized: "No, Xiaomantou's family doesn't have any. The family stays together on the first day of the new year. Their family doesn't stay up late, and they make up for it after the Spring Festival Gala. They don't sleep until a few days later. Will leave relatives."

"That's it," Cheng Hong turned his head and concentrated on driving after finishing that sentence. He didn't notice the change in Jiang Xuan's expression, and he didn't feel any difference in what he said. "Maybe the customs in the urban area are different from those in the countryside? But when I was young I also live in the urban area, and I have to visit on the first day of the new year, first to visit my neighbors, to chat with my neighbors, and then to visit relatives.”

I see.Jiang Xuan suddenly realized that he had never seen the world and looked forward to the arrival of that day...

"How many relatives do you have in your family? I mean the kind of relatives who eat New Year's Eve dinner together on New Year's Eve."

Curiosity didn't last long before being suppressed, and Jiang Xuan couldn't help feeling a bit of resistance when he thought of the "relatives of Cheng Hong" he was about to meet.

Except for his mother, Jiang Jianguo and his wife, Jiang Yifei, and the class teacher, there are no adults he has dealt with.

And among the few people, none of them made him feel at ease and he could take it lightly.

Always awkward, contradictory, uncomfortable.

He worried that his appearance would embarrass "Cheng Hong's relatives", or "Cheng Hong's relatives" in another word.

Jiang Xuan has self-knowledge, knows how indifferent and out of gregarious he is.

Cheng Lang: "Not many, just the old man and the old lady, plus me and you."

"... "

Jiang Xuan was stunned for two seconds, then turned his head to look at his side face, lost his voice for a long time before asking in disbelief: "Just the four of us?"

"Well," Cheng Hong nodded, slowed down, turned the steering wheel to the right, and the Cayenne drove out at the high-speed exit, "It's just the four of us, don't be nervous."

Cheng Lang was originally careful. If he didn’t find anything in the previous question, he could feel Jiang Xuan’s uneasiness this time. Although he didn’t know the reason, he thought of the world-weary Jiang Xuan and his love for strangers that he inadvertently showed many times. Resisting, there is a faint guess in my heart.

This kind of speculation made him uncomfortable and unreliable.

In his eyes, no matter how much Jiang Xuan looked like an adult, he was still a child.

A child has to be free to do whatever he wants in the child's world, tease cats and dogs to annoy others, play truant from school, fight and eat too much, let him be happy.

"Then your grandpa, grandma, grandpa, grandma, etc..." At this moment Jiang Xuan said, the oriole was quite quiet along the way, staying in the cage covered with cloth on the back seat, only making a little rustle from time to time If Jiang Xuan hadn't lifted the cloth cover and looked at it for a long time, he would have thought it had died young, "The oriole you bought is for the old man... grandpa?"

At this moment, the Kung Fu Cayenne has already run for five or six kilometers with seven turns and eight turns. The road is no longer an asphalt road, but a dirt road full of potholes. No matter how good Cheng Lang's driving skills are, he cannot avoid all the pits one by one.

The two of them swayed along with the car, Jiang Xuan was fine, but Cheng Hong, the driver, was jolted into a bit of a headache.

While shaking, his tone was calm, and he said, "The old man is the grandpa, and the old lady is the grandma."

Jiang Xuan reacted for two seconds, and then blurted out: "Then your parents..."

He originally wanted to ask if he was working outside, but he didn't expect Cheng Lang to take the conversation directly, and said very simply: "Passed away."

"..."

After swallowing the second half of the sentence, Jiang Xuan's brain, which always thought highly of himself and was very smart, reacted for more than ten seconds.

where to?

Passed away?

What does it mean to die...

"sorry."

The signal was suddenly full, and Jiang Xuan's first reaction was these three words.

After saying it, he was stunned.

These three words are so strange...

When did I ever say I'm sorry?

Maybe not.

Until Cayenne bumped into the village and stopped in front of the yard of one of the houses, Jiang Xuan didn't recover from his daze.

The car window next to his ear was knocked, and he subconsciously turned his head to look, his pupils shrank randomly, and he retreated a lot, directly bumping into Cheng Hong who was turning back to undo his seat belt.

"Oh, unhappy? Why are you still bumping into people?"

Hearing Cheng Lang's relaxed and lazy tone, Jiang Xuan knew Cheng Lang's expression without turning around - he must be smiling.Looking out of the car window at the old man with wrinkled face, white hair and two thin and long scars on his forehead, his beating heart slowly calmed down.

Just as I was about to ask if you saw that old man smiling maliciously outside, Cheng Hong's voice sounded in my ear again.

The co-pilot's window was lowered, and he smiled and said to the person outside the door who was smiling very ferociously in Jiang Xuan's eyes: "What are you doing, you scared other children, and you will lose money soon!"

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