famine

Seeing two people on the opposite side who turned their heads back at the same time, Cheng Lang pressed the elevator for a moment, turned his head, and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

I really came to Shun's house.

The small one is leaning against Brother Ku, wrapped into a round rice dumpling. If you give it a light kick, you don’t need to take the elevator. It can automatically turn when you hit the wall along the stairs, and roll all the way to the door of the unit.

Brother Ku's short down jacket was stuffed into the paper bag in his hand, and he was wearing another down jacket of the same color, which was level with his knees. When he stood there, he was not short at first, and his figure was slender and tall. Feeling tall, even the impatient eyebrows are much more pleasing to the eye.

Cheng Lang glanced at Brother Ku, thinking about whether to say hello.

But Brother Ku glanced at him and then looked away, his lips stretched into a line, his eyes were inexplicable, he didn't know what he was thinking, but he obviously felt that he didn't seem to be greeting him.

forget about it.

"Brother!" Little Mantou's eyes lit up when he saw Cheng Hong, and he suddenly called out to Cheng Hong.

"Ok?"

Cheng Lang opened his mouth and was about to respond when Jiang Xuan, who was next to Xiao Mantou, made a nasal sound.

Cheng Lang shut his mouth.

I thought I was calling him.

"I didn't call you," Little Mantou raised his head to look at Jiang Xuan, his face was very red, "I'm calling Brother Cheng."

Cheng Lang opened his mouth again.

But this time I couldn't make a sound again. The little man suddenly remembered something and raised his voice: "Oh, I forgot, good morning... Brother Cheng, good morning, are you going to the interest class today?"

Cheng Lang: "What..."

After he realized it, he was amused. Regardless of Brother Ku, who was still watching from the sidelines, he leaned forward and touched Xiao Mantou's head, bent down and looked at him at the same level, "I'm over age, I can't go to interest classes. Do you want to take an interest class?"

Jiang Xuan glanced at him in surprise.

Even though Xiao Mantou looks very friendly and attractive, only those who are close to him know that this child is very picky, and he will act like a spoiled temper in front of the person he likes, but he will not give face if he is replaced by a kindergarten teacher.

Sit there, no matter how you show your favor, you just hold your head in silence, and just don't talk to you.

The arrogant little Mantou is willing to be touched, which can only show that this ride driver named Cheng Da is very familiar with Xiaomantou.

"That's right," the expression on the face of Rouzongzi Xiaomantou suddenly became very embarrassed, and he tilted his head to look at Cheng Hong for a while before continuing, "I don't want to go to the interest class, it's too far away, the teacher is not good-looking, the class is beautiful My little sister doesn't throw the handkerchief with me."

Cheng Lang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and snorted at the little curly hair on his head, messed up the hair that his aunt had combed so well before going out, and said casually: "Then you can throw the handkerchief with the pretty little brother. "

Little Mantou wept bitterly: "They don't throw away their handkerchiefs, they are very rude, they only like to wrestle their arms, but they can't beat me, so they don't want to play with me."

There are many types of houses in Lanqiao. The one Cheng Lang lives in is a large flat with one floor and two households. The shared area is so large that he can’t use it even if he lives alone, so he has always given it to the one with a lot of things because he has a child at home. The neighbor’s home is also a very good person. Cheng Lang goes to work during the day, and sometimes the property’s publicity post or door-to-door notification of water and power outages can’t be known in time, thanks to the neighbor who always wants to remind him.Knowing that he lived alone, the hostess of the neighbor's house would bring him some food made by herself during the holidays. Cheng Lang was very grateful for this, and always called her Sister Conch in private.

At that time, Cheng Lang had just moved here from another place. On the day of the move, Sister Conch heard the movement and brought the little steamed buns that had turned into balls over to visit the house, and helped them move some things together. very good.Perhaps living alone is too boring, Cheng Lang likes small steamed buns, and sometimes brings some toys for the children when he is on a business trip.

At this time, the child's pitiful and resentful tone seemed to have been wronged a lot. Cheng Hong wanted to laugh and felt a little distressed at the same time. He bent his mouth and scratched the tip of Xiao Mantou's nose, and asked, "" Where do you take the interest class? I'll see you off, so you only have to worry about how you can throw the handkerchief with your pretty little sister."

Jiang Xuan, who was standing idly by the side, suddenly heard that Cheng Hong was going to see them off, he was taken aback for a moment, and immediately refused: "No..."

"Okay!" Xiao Mantou's voice covered his voice, and he jumped on the spot, looking very excited, "Is it in a luxury car! Is it! It's the mackerel tutoring institution on the road of Fuzhong. Learn taekwondo there!"

"Yo," Cheng Hong was a little surprised, looked up at Jiang Xuan who was about to speak, and joked with Xiao Mantou, "You know Taekwondo?"

Xiao Mantou took it for granted, "Of course, otherwise how can I protect my pretty sister."

Cheng Lang: "...Okay, I am young and ambitious, and I don't know who I learned from..."

He stood up and looked at Jiang Xuan, and finally had a chance to speak: "Do you still remember me, the driver before, what a coincidence, I didn't expect that Xiao Mantou turned out to be your brother, you sent him to the interest class? Let's go together."

Jiang Xuan looked at him expressionlessly, feeling very speechless in his heart.

It's just that Xiao Mantou had already hopped and followed Cheng Hong into the elevator, obviously impatient to wait, seeing him still in a daze at the door, he called him, and then he slowly followed in.

It's still the Cayenne with the tail number B3.

In terms of location, there is an exit in the underground garage opposite No. 12th floor. Cheng Lang asked the two of them to wait at the door of the unit, and went directly to the underground to drive up. Putting his hands in the pockets of the warm down jacket, he saw a light suddenly shining on the wall of the garage exit, and for some reason, he felt that Cheng Hong had come.

The day before yesterday, he was still standing in this position, and Master Cheng was startled by a "bang".

Unexpectedly, not long after, he met Master Cheng again.

How should I put it, it was a little dark that night, and I couldn't see very clearly. Now it's bright outside, and he didn't recognize Master Cheng when he first saw him at the door of his aunt's house.

This person looks quite young, and with the artistic little braid on the back of his head, it is believed that he is in his early twenties.

But the second Jiang Xuan saw him, he felt that this person must be 25 six.

Because the temperament is different.

An ordinary person in his 20s, Jiang Xuan is seventeen years old, three years later, not to mention himself, even Wang Peng is not half of what the person in front of him feels like.

You can tell from the look in his eyes that this person has a lot of ideas.

In addition to the calm appearance of the appearance, there are also sophisticated, sleek, wise, and Jiang Xuan himself can't tell the truth... cleanliness.

lazy, leisurely.

--be free.

When Jiang Xuan saw him, he felt that he could see through him, and he also had an inexplicable sense of anxiety.But I don't know why he didn't look like a frightened bird, and cast a cold eye at the people who were prying into his thoughts as before. Facing this Master Cheng, he neither hated nor wanted to deliberately alienate him.

Inexplicably, there is a feeling of breaking a jar.

You can see it, if you look at it head-on and back-to-back, look at it backwards and forwards, and watch it in circles, you can see that I am the loser.

Cheng Lang didn't know about it.

He drove the car steadily, because there was still a small steamed bun, Jiang Xuan also sat in the back seat, the down jacket on his body seemed a bit cumbersome at this time, he was tall and long-legged, nestled in the back seat, and the down jacket was piled up in his stomach The piece at the neckline completely covered his nose, and half of his face was invisible.

Not to mention Xiao Mantou, because he is too familiar with Big Brother Cheng, he has long stopped treating himself as an outsider. At this time, he took off his shoes and sat on the back seat, took out the toy car in his schoolbag and started flying, entertaining himself I had a great time playing myself.

Cheng Lang was paying attention to the situation in the back seat while driving, and he didn't listen to the two brothers talking for a long time, feeling strange in his heart.

He had never asked Sister Conch how many children she had, so he always thought that there was only a little mantou in their family. He didn't know that there was a big mantou in their family until he heard the little mantou call him brother.

Not to mention that she looks a bit like Sister Conch.

Just as Cheng Lang wanted to take another look, his eyes moved to the rearview mirror, but he was caught off guard by a cold gaze.

Big Mantou didn't know when he opened his eyes, and was secretly looking at him from the rearview mirror.

Being caught by the other side, the two sides stared at each other blankly for a while, forgetting to look away for a moment.

After the green light turned on, the cars waiting in line behind honked their horns a few times, and Cheng Lang came back to his senses as if he had been electrocuted.

Hastily shifted his gaze, and felt an inexplicable chill on the back of his neck. He coughed lightly, tightened his hands on the steering wheel, and continued to drive the car seriously.

But I don’t know if it’s an illusion, he always felt that cold gaze was still sweeping over from time to time, and while driving, he was distracted thinking why the personality of Big Mantou was not at all like that of Little Mantou, and he even began to question whether Sister Conch’s family could really raise her Having such an eccentric son like an ice sculpture, he just thought about it all the way and forgot to stop halfway.

It was Xiaomantou who lay on the driver's seat and called him twice, Cheng Yan realized that he was distracted, stepped on the brakes against the side of the road, put in reverse gear and backed up five or six meters before accurately stopping at the mackerel the door.

Xiao Mantou had already packed her schoolbag, groaned and climbed out of the car, turned her head and waved to Cheng Yan, "Goodbye, Brother Cheng! I'm going to a hobby class!"

Cheng Lang opened the car window to bid him farewell, and watched Xiao Mantou run towards the school gate on his short legs, running crookedly like a clumsy penguin, and a soft smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

It wasn't until the small door turned into the building that he slowly looked away.

Suddenly remembering that there was someone else, Cheng Hong held the steering wheel and turned around: "You..."

The back seat was empty.

There was a tap on the glass of the cockpit.

Da Mantou had already gotten out of the car without anyone noticing, and had already taken out the luggage in the trunk. At this time, he was standing outside Cheng Hong's window, leaning on the window frame with one hand and bending down slightly. His eyes were unclear, and he saw With surprised eyes, Cheng Lang said in a tone of indifference: "Thank you for sending us here, I'll go first."

Turning to leave.

"Hey," Cheng Yan stretched out his head and called out to him, he didn't have the nerve to call Big Mantou, after all, Brother Ku, "Where are you going? I see you have quite a lot of stuff, I'll give it to you, it's not too late anyway .”

At Jiang Xuan's feet were the fruits his aunt packed for him and the clothes he had sorted out. Together, there were exactly three large plastic bags, and there was another paper bag in which his down jacket and school uniform were placed. A bunch of things were placed at his feet. , as long as there are a few more patches on his clothes, he must have come to flee famine.

After hesitating for two seconds, Jiang Xuan opened the door of the back seat of the Cayenne again, put several large bags in one by one, then closed the door softly compared to that day, walked around and sat in the co-pilot.

"Fuzhong, thank you." Jiang Xuan said softly.

Cheng Lang: "..."

The No. [-] Middle School Affiliated to Eucalyptus University, referred to as the Affiliated Middle School, is the high school with the highest enrollment rate, the largest number of teachers, and the richest educational experience among all the high schools in the city.

In other words, as long as you go to the attached middle school, you have already stepped into the university gate.

As long as there are no accidents, the college entrance examination is the worst.

But if you want to get into the attached high school, there are only two ways.

One is to be admitted, and the other is to be "invited" by the school as a sports specialty student who has won enough awards.

The former has nothing to say, just a good brain is enough.

Are you poor?It's okay, you just have to come.

The latter is easier to understand. Nowadays, the country attaches great importance to the health of primary and middle school students, and all schools are deeply implementing the regulation of maintaining the physical fitness of students. The addition of physical examinations is very strict every year, but this is not enough. In addition, one needs to have an advantageous body to widen the gap between schools and earn the title of "excellent education" or privately "the most powerful high school".

So when Jiang Xuan opened his mouth, Cheng Lang thought he was an individual without even half a second of hesitation.

After all, it looks so hard to mess with.

But out of personal privacy, he didn't get to the bottom of it and asked him what sports he studied, and he wasn't interested in it.

He stopped the car at the entrance of the attached high school, and got out of the car consciously to help Jiang Xuan carry the luggage to the school gate. There were not many students returning to school on Sunday morning, so the main entrance of the attached high school was not opened, and only a small door was opened on the side. A head stuck out of the sentry box was watching the whereabouts of the two of them the whole time, and he was ready to perform his duties by looking at the posture. Whenever these two people in civilian clothes stepped into the school gate, he would sternly throw them out.

But his hopes were dashed.

Jiang Xuan glanced at the luggage at his feet, made sure that nothing had been left behind, raised his head and thanked Cheng Hong politely.

Cheng Lang smiled and waved at him: "Okay, you go, I'm going too."

Then I suddenly wanted to play tricks, or simply wanted to tease him, and added meaningfully: "Study hard."

"..."

Jiang Xuan was taken aback, and looked at him inexplicably, but in the end he said nothing. He bent down and took out a blue, blue and white school uniform jacket from under the paper bag, and put it on in front of the security guards, without even looking at half of it. The security guard with a pursed mouth and a dazed face glanced at him, and walked into the school gate swaggeringly with his luggage.

The security guard finally seized the opportunity and persistently shouted at his back: "Student! Which class are you in! Pants! Pants!"

Cheng Lang just slapped his head, remembering that he forgot to ask what the name of the big steamed bun was just now.