pretend to be poor

Stepping into the gate of the courtyard, one can see a lush, blue color flowing slowly, and radish clusters around the wall, dotted with red flowers.

From the outside, you can't tell how big the courtyard is. The courtyard surrounded by two flower walls is full of flowers and plants, and the rich fragrance of gardenias blows in.

The scene was different from what he had imagined, and Tong Huai froze for a moment.

There was a big umbrella outside the boundary of the flowers and plants, and Xue Jingyang was sitting under the shade, with tools in his hand, doing carpentry.

Hearing the sound, the old man raised his head, saw the two teenagers by the door, and immediately smiled.

Xue Ting parked the bicycle aside, lowered his head and picked up the things hanging on the side: "Grandpa, I've brought you the curly hair again."

Tong Huai couldn't get angry in front of Mr. Xue, and suffered a lot.

He planned to ignore Xue Ting's sneer, jumped over in two or three steps, squatted in front of Mr. Xue, curious: "Grandpa, what are you doing?"

"Recently, my legs and feet are inconvenient. Tingting doesn't allow me to go out. I'm bored and make a stool." Old Master Xue laughed, seeing Tong Huai's upturned little face and anxious expression, his heart was so soft that he was so rare, "Morning Let Tingting bring you here, it's a pity that you finished your self-study too late."

Xue Ting came over, half-bent down, and pointed at Tong Huai's head: "If you say that again, I'll throw him out first."

The boss of Mr. Xue was not happy: "What's wrong with calling you by your nickname? You were so good and sweet when you were a child. It's all your fault for your parents who gave you such a naughty personality."

"What was Xue Ting like when he was a child?" Tong Huai patted his hand away, becoming interested.

Speaking of this, Mr. Xue also became interested, and made a gesture of the same height as Tong Huai's squatting: "When you are this tall, when you see me, you will rush over with your short legs, and call grandpa in a milky voice. You still have to hold me high, ouch, my heart."

Xue Ting was lukewarm: "You should stop thinking about the past, your memory is messed up."

Tong Huai imagined that scene for a while, and when he saw his paralyzed face, he wanted to laugh, and tried to hold back: "That's quite cute."

These two like to entertain people when they get together, Xue Ting has nothing to do with them, he checks the time, it is almost eleven o'clock, he decisively sneaks into the house, out of sight.

Tong Huai brought the fruit he bought on the road, walked along a small stool, and sat with Mr. Xue, watching him do carpentry, and chatting with him.

"Grandpa, eat fruit." Tong Huai peeled a lychee and fed it to Mr. Xue, "I haven't thanked you for asking Xue Ting to take me home."

Ouch, little padded jacket, it's just different from the refrigerator at home.

Old man Xue was very relieved, eating lychees, and hearing Tong Huai's words, he kept muttering in his heart.

He asked Xue Ting to take Tong Huai home?

No ah.

But before school started, Xue Ting casually told him about Tong Huai being robbed by a gangster. He asked him what he would do to Tong Huai after he came out. How dangerous it is to be alone.

Xue Ting frowned at that time, then calmly said: "I will solve it."

Xue Jingyang understood his grandson's temper, and he was more reliable than himself when he was serious, so he didn't pay any more attention.

... Feelings are that you can't hide your face when you do good deeds, and you can use his name.

Mr. Xue thought about it, fearing that Xue Ting would give him a cold face for three days if the stage was torn down, so he nodded with a smile: "Isn't it worrying, you two are on the way, it's good to have someone as a companion."

The two chatted for a while, and Tong Huai smelled a strong and enticing aroma of food.

It was time for lunch at this point. He didn't eat breakfast, and his stomach twitched immediately, and his hunger became obvious.

Where does the rice smell come from?

It seems that only Mr. Xue lives here.

Tong Huai followed the direction of the fragrance, looked at the two-story building behind him, and had a horrifying thought: "Grandpa, Xue Ting... cook in there?"

Mr. Xue squinted his eyes and looked at the time: "It's time for dinner."

Tong Huai: "It smells good?"

"Ting Ting is very good at cooking, eat more today." The old man pinched his face, "He's so skinny, he doesn't even have much meat."

Tong Huai's face was pinched obediently, and his heart was shocked.

He always thought it was because Xue Ting's cooking skills were too difficult to explain in words, so he went to Uncle Chai's restaurant every day, rain or shine.

Why is reality different from what he thought?

Mr. Xue saw his doubts and said with a smile: "Xiao Chai's food tastes very similar to my wife's. I always miss it. I told Ting Ting once, and he went to buy it for me every day."

Tong Huai suddenly realized.

He has also experienced Xue Ting's practical thoughtfulness.

After a while, Xue Ting also finished it.

Eat inside, enter the house, it is not as shabby as Tong Huai thought, the house is quite spacious, the windows are bright and clean, everything is complete, and there is air-conditioning.

Xue Ting set out the bowls and chopsticks. On the table were ordinary home-cooked dishes, rich in color and fragrant.

Mr. Xue invited him vigorously during the meal: "Xiaotong, I heard from Xiaoting that you live alone? Come here if you have nothing to do. Your peers talk a lot."

Xue Ting dismantled the stage flatly: "It's you and him who talk a lot."

Mr. Xue gouged out his eyes in displeasure.

Tong Huai hadn't sat at the same table for a meal with anyone for a long time. He happily watched the grandparents and grandson quarreling, and he joined the melee from time to time, hitting here and there, successfully disturbing the muddy water.

Probably due to the good atmosphere and hungry stomach, he actually thought this meal was the best he had eaten recently.

The old man was getting old and had a small appetite, so he couldn't eat much, and most of the leftover food fell into Tong Huai's stomach.

Tong's family, Aunt Chen and others usually have a headache how to make him eat more, racking their brains to make him have no leftovers, but there is no need to coax him today.

In the eyes of Xue Ting and Mr. Xue, Tong Huai's appetite has changed.

...Is this kid usually not able to eat anything good?

Alas, his father is really nothing.

Tong Huai didn't know that his father was stigmatized because of him, so he was a little full after eating, so he followed Mr. Xue for a walk in the yard to digest his food.

After strolling for a while, the old man was tired and went back to the house to take a nap.

Xue Ting took the watering can and watered the flowers and plants in the yard. Seeing Tong Huai turn his gaze, he stopped: "What's the matter?"

Tong Huai's cell phone rang suddenly, and the caller was "Chicken Brother".

"Chicken Brother" is named Sun Ji, and he got this nickname because he worships Pheasant Brother.As soon as the phone was connected, a loud voice came from over there: "Brother Tong, don't forget the wild smoke bar at five o'clock!"

The voice on the other end of the phone was noisy, and the rock music was almost chasing and blasting into the cochlea. Tong Huai didn't expect it to be so loud, so he was startled, and secretly glanced at Xue Ting.

The latter's face was as usual, and he couldn't see any expression. He didn't know if he heard it.

"It's nothing," Tong Huai swallowed, hung up the phone, hesitated for a long time, and then said, "You go to the exam on Monday, right? No. [-] middle school is not good at science, and Lao Lu and the others put all their hopes on you. Don't be stressed. It doesn't matter if you fail the exam, but I feel that you will definitely win the prize."

Xue Ting stood under the thick shade, staring at him with dark eyes without blinking: "Yes."

Tong Huai dawdled again: "I'll go first, and you can tell Grandpa when he wakes up."

Xue Ting said "hmm" again.

Tong Huai breathed a sigh of relief, and waved his hand: "No need to send it away, I just know the way."

Xue Ting didn't intend to send it off either, so he turned his head away and continued watering the flowers.

After leaving Xue Ting's house, Tong Huai's tense spirit completely relaxed. He found the nearest bus stop, covered his head when he got home, took a nap, woke up dazedly, and it was almost time.

It only takes about ten minutes to take a taxi to the bar. Tong Huai and Yu Wen have been to the bar before, and they feel familiar with each other.

Sun Jiliu squatted at the door of the bar smoking a cigarette, squatting at the people coming and going, waiting impatiently, seeing Tong Huai finally came, overjoyed, jumped up and wanted to hug his shoulders: "Brother Tong! I thought you wouldn't come gone."

When he rushed over, there was a choking smell of smoke, Tong Huai took two steps back calmly, avoiding his hand, raised his hand and palmed him: "How can it be."

Sun Ji didn't reach his shoulders, his hands stiffened slightly, then he put them down nonchalantly, and led the way: "Isn't your birthday coming soon, I'll bring you something new."

Before it was dark, the bar was already full of noise, demons dancing, screaming, laughing, shouting and exploding music mingled together, and the smell of alcohol and smoke wafted around, which really explained what is meant by "smoke and miasma".

No matter how lively Tong Huai likes to be, his brain hurts from the noise.

It was completely different from the bar that Yu Wen took him to.

Sun Ji led Tong Huai to a sofa booth in a familiar way.There were already several people sitting inside, some with unfamiliar faces and some with familiar faces.

Except for "Confused Boy" and "Xia Mi Mi", the other Tong Huai didn't know anyone.

Tong Huai was dressed in a T-shirt and trousers. He looked handsome and well-behaved, like a precious little prince, and he didn't fit in with the atmosphere here.

One of them looked at him with a sharp mouth, and laughed: "This is your 'Brother Tong'? So tender?"

Sun Ji also laughed, which made Tong Huai uncomfortable: "You don't understand, our brother Tong is rich and powerful, and he is more heroic than anyone else."

Tong Huai stood where he was, frowned, and wanted to turn around and leave.

Sun Ji quickly pushed him to sit down: "Brother Tong, don't mind, he doesn't speak well."

"What about what you're talking about?" Tong Huai felt sleepy, and planned to leave after reading it.

Sun Ji and the sharp-nosed monkey looked at each other: "No hurry."

He poured Tong Huai a glass of wine: "Come on, let's have some wine first, to help the fun."

Tong Jingyuan had warned countless times not to drink what others poured outside.

Usually Tong Huai was not so vigilant, but at this moment he suddenly felt a little strange, leaning on the back of the sofa, he said calmly, "I'm underage."

other people:"……"

Sun Ji was speechless: "Do you still care about becoming an adult? No, come to the bar and drink juice?"

"I'm happy," Tong Huai waved to the waiter and bought a glass of orange juice, "What's the matter, don't tell me I'm leaving."

Several other people happily changed the topic, chatting all over the place.

Tong Huai used to like listening to these people bragging and pretending, and found it interesting, but now he can't arouse his interest, he just thinks that their bragging is too fake.

If you really want to be so awesome, why is it not like Xue Ting, who casually got the first place in the exam, and even left No.2 by a large margin.

He twirled the cup boredly, listening lazily to their chatter.

After taking a sip for a while, I felt like going to the bathroom.

Tong Huai decided to come back to say hello and leave. He went to the bathroom and came back. Sun Ji and the others blew a few more bottles.

Hearing that Tong Huai said he was going to leave, Sun Ji raised his glass first: "Hey Brother Tong, I'm sorry, but the things didn't arrive, so I let you down. Let's just have a drink and let it go."

Tong Huai was eager to leave early, picked up the cup, and was about to drink it when his wrist was suddenly grasped tightly by a cold and strong hand.

Someone stood behind him with a cold voice: "Don't drink."

Surrounded by ghosts roaring and screaming, his voice is not high, but it is very penetrating, as if it is close to the ear.

Tong Huai was startled, then turned his head, Xue Ting was standing behind him, holding his wrist firmly, staring straight at Sun Ji, with a cold expression on his face.

"Xue Ting?"

Xue Ting glanced at him indifferently, without explaining, took a step forward, and shielded him behind him vaguely.

The light in the bar was colorful, it should be gorgeous and noisy, but it was reflected in the boy's eyes, but it showed the thin ice in those dark eyes, the indifferent gaze seemed to be real, and the body was covered with an aggressive aura that did not belong to this age.

Even the warm air seemed to be a little colder.

Sun Ji shuddered for no reason, felt a little bit of fear, and felt that it was too embarrassing to be like this to the last kid, so he yelled: "Who are you? What are you dancing for?"

Xue Ting suddenly smiled, the smile was not gentle, it was even more creepy: "I don't dance, how about you drink this glass of juice?"

Sun Ji's expression froze slightly, and he shouted again: "Why do you think you are the king of heaven?"

Tong Huai was not stupid, his mind immediately turned around.

Sun-ji drops something in his juice when he goes to the bathroom.

For a moment he was stunned.

Seeing that Tong Huai understood, Xue Ting smiled lightly, and patted Tong Huai on the shoulder: "Let's go."

Without saying a word, Tong Huai took out his mobile phone, blocked and disbanded a dragon, and then picked up a beer bottle from the table.

Before the people around him could react, he smashed a wine bottle on Sun Ji's head, his actions were decisive and sharp, and he was caught off guard.

There was a bang, debris and blood splashed, and Sun Ji covered his head with a bloody head, howling.

Including Xue Ting, everyone was stunned.

No one expected that Tong Huai, who looked like an obedient child, would do it as soon as he said he would do it, without any ambiguity.

Surprised and angry, the whole audience jumped up, rolled up their sleeves, carried wine bottles and lifted chairs.

Xue Ting stood behind Tong Huai, shook the phone, and the call record stopped at 110: "The police will be there in 2 minutes."

No one in the group was innocent, their faces changed suddenly when they heard the sound, and then they looked at Xue Ting's calm and composed look, weighed it up, took the loss, and dragged Sun Ji to run away.

Tong Huai let out a bad breath, and pointed his middle finger: "I'll go to your uncle."

"Leave him alone."

Xue Ting picked up the troublemakers who were hitting people with wine bottles, and walked quickly to the back door, "Run."