A Lucky Coin

"What did you say?" Chu Yi held the phone and felt that his voice was a little far away.

"Your father was arrested by the Public Security Bureau!" Grandma was so patient and repeated again, "The detention notice has been sent!"

"Notice?" Chuyi said softly.

As he grew up, he had only received one notification letter, which was the admission letter sent by his school. It was the first time he knew that there were other types of notification letters.

Detention notice?

"Okay, your mother doesn't care about him anymore, so don't worry about it," said grandma, "It's better that your father didn't kill someone. If he did, I'll see how you will behave in your life..."

On the first day of the first day of junior high school, I hung up the phone.

"Do you want to tie it together?" the cashier asked next to him.

"Yeah." The first day of the junior high school recovered, turned to look at the things on the table, and nodded.

"I'll add another bottle of hot sauce!" Hu Biao held a bottle of hot sauce.

"Show some face," Zhou Chunyang said, "you can add this bottle of hot sauce later if you can eat it."

"It's okay." Chuyi said.

"I'll do this by myself," Hu Biao pointed at the first day of junior high school, "Brother Gou really saves face."

The first day smiled.

Back in the dormitory, everyone sat around the table and chatted while eating.First, we discussed how to get there at night, whether to take a taxi or a bus, to control the time, not to eat too much, to eat while karaoke, and to go for a late-night snack after the karaoke, and argued for a long time where to go for a late-night snack , what to eat...

In the first day of junior high school, I sat at the table and listened to them, basically without opening my mouth.

He repeatedly recalled his grandmother's words in his mind, and wanted to get more information, but his grandmother had already made it very clear, and it was impossible for him to find other information.

There is no need to ask grandma again, if there is anything else, she has already said it just now.

On the first day of the lunar new year, he raised his neck.

Detention Notice.

Dad was finally caught and taken into custody.

I don't know why, after I finally realized this fact, I felt relaxed in the first second of the first day of junior high school.

With a sigh of relief.

I was finally caught, and I finally didn't have to worry about my father's life or death, whether he was doing well, or blame him for not taking responsibility.

Maybe it's because I haven't really come back to my senses now, I feel that I haven't even thought about what kind of role my father played, and how much he was involved in it.

It's useless to think about it, the man has been caught, and the police will soon figure out what happened.

After chatting, a group of people in the dormitory took out their mobile phones and started playing games together.

"Are you playing on the first day of junior high school?" Zhou Chunyang asked, "Didn't you say you were playing last time? Let me take you."

"...No," Chu Yi tugged at the corner of his mouth, "I see, you guys can play."

"Come and see me," Hu Biao said, "I'm very awesome."

"It's most appropriate for you to change your name to Braggy Boy." Li Ziqiang said.

"It's not bragging!" Hu Biao was not convinced.

"Hurry up!" Zhou Chunyang patted the table.

Several people started the game while shouting.

Chuyi tilted his head and looked at Hu Biao's cell phone. After looking at it for a long time, he didn't understand it, and he didn't even hear what they were shouting.

Slowly at this point, he realized that his so-called relaxation was actually just a false appearance.

He was not relaxed, those things that he thought were useless to think about, kept turning in his mind.

Stretching, pretending to breathe, he took his mobile phone and walked out of the dormitory.

There were several people in the corridor, talking against the railing.

On the first day of the lunar new year, he walked over, stood on the far side of the railing, and silently observed the people around him, making sure that no one noticed him, and no one took his phone to his eyes when he was heard talking.

He named Yan Hang's name.

How long?

How many changes did this incident bring to his and Yan Hang's lives?

No matter how happy he is, his heart sinks when he thinks about it.

Yan Hang can't tell it on the surface, but when he caught the cripple last time, Yan Hang's loss of control can explain everything.

There has been some progress now, no matter whether the father's arrest is good or bad, it is progress.

He didn't want Dad to be in any real trouble, but he was also afraid that it would just hang over his head.

The phone rang.

It was a message from Yan Hang.

-I applied to the back kitchen, and I will cook a special dish for you in a while.

The first day smiled.

- do you have noodlesGrandma let me eat noodles.

- No problem, look at me, it's the first time I organize a birthday for someone, and I don't know how to eat noodles?

-Actually, it’s okay if you don’t eat it, I don’t know

-Grandma said to eat and eat, no trouble, you wait for me to make you a bowl of noodles full of stars

Looking at Yan Hang's reply on the first day of junior high school, Yan Hang sent a message with almost no expression on it, but this one has a very cute smiley face on it.

It could be seen that Yan Hang was in a good mood.

Seeing this little expression, Chuyi suddenly hesitated.

Dad now only has the news of "being arrested", and Yan Hang is happily preparing for his birthday, and even happily put on a cute expression, if he tells Yan Hang about this now...

Yan Hang will not show any emotions that he can see easily, and Yan Hang will hide everything in his heart.

When he thought that Yan Hang was thinking about this matter while preparing for his birthday to make him happy, he immediately felt distressed.

There must be something to talk about, but this time is really inappropriate.

It is difficult for him to recover from his desire to have a good birthday, and he doesn't want Yan Hang to be affected.

At least finish this birthday, it's an important birthday for both him and Yan Hang.

"Brother Hang, what time did your brothers come here?" Zhang Chen came over and asked.

"It's five o'clock," Yan Hang looked at the time, "It's almost there."

"Then I'll tell the kitchen according to the time," Zhang Chen nodded, "You don't have to worry about these things, you can cook in a while."

"Yeah." Yan Hang smiled.

"Do you think it's quite enjoyable?" Zhang Chen looked at him with a smile, "I wanted to go to the back kitchen all day long, and today I got my wish."

"It's like a fart," Yan Hang said, "Just cooking a dish and a bowl of noodles is not enough for me."

"That's right, I want to go to the back kitchen to cook something, see if they let me go." Zhang Chen said.

"Fried eggs?" Yan Hang smiled.

"Look down on me, at least it must be an egg pancake." Zhang Chen said.

Yan Hang's cell phone rang in his pocket, he took it out and saw it was Cui Yi's number: "I'll answer the call."

"En." Zhang Chen responded.

Yan Hang walked to the corridor and answered the phone.

Cui Yi always had a serious business to call. Anyway, he didn’t call for the birthday of the first year of junior high school. After telling the police that he might have seen his father in the first day of junior high school, Yan Hang felt a little uneasy all the time. Can't tell what it feels like.

"How is it? Still at work?" Cui Yi asked.

"Otherwise, can I still be absent from work?" Yan Hang smiled, "What's wrong?"

"Did you go with his classmates on the first day of junior high school?" Cui Yi asked again.

"It will take a while, the appointment is five o'clock," Yan Hang said, "I will go to the back kitchen to make a dish later."

"You really don't want to let the back cook go." Cui Yi smiled, "All right, bring me some supper back tonight."

"Well, what do you want to eat?" Yan Hang asked.

"Just bring me whatever you eat, as long as I have something to eat." Cui Yi said.

"Okay." Yan Hang waited for Cui Yi to get down to business.

But Cui Yi over there said: "Then I'll hang up."

"Old Cui," Yan Hang said, "Aren't you? This is too out of your style."

"That's right," Cui Yi sighed, "It's my style to just hang up."

"Is there any news?" Yan Hang asked.

"I wanted to say it directly, I feel that you are in a good mood..." Cui Yi said, "Forget it."

"It's impossible for me to be in the same mood when you're like this," Yan Hang sighed, "It's nothing, it's been so long, I'm used to it, let's talk."

"Chu Jianxin was arrested and brought to justice," Cui Yi said.

"Chu Jianxin?" Yan Hang was stunned for at least two seconds before realizing that this was his father on the first day of junior high school, "When did it happen?"

"Yesterday," Cui Yi said, "the family should have been notified, didn't the first day of junior high school tell you?"

"No." Yan Hang said.

"However, I don't know the details of the situation now. I only know that he has been arrested, and his family probably didn't tell him," Cui Yi said, "You..."

"I can't tell him either," Yan Hang said, "It's his birthday today."

"Then find a suitable time." Cui Yi said.

"Yes." Yan Hang hung up the phone, took a cigarette and went downstairs.

If the trash cans outside the employee passage could talk, Yan Hang would probably be old friends with them.

I come to report every day, and the frequency can catch up with the cleaning lady.

Yan Hang lit a cigarette and took several puffs before recovering.

Chu XX, no, Chu XX was arrested and brought to justice.

The first day of junior high school's father is called Chu Jianxin.

Yan Hang realized that he didn't know until now, and he never thought about asking, or he didn't ask on purpose.

Knowing some details is useless, but it will make you sink deeper into something.

For example, once he found out that his father's name was Chu Jianxin in the first day of junior high school, the relationship between this person and this matter immediately became closer because of the appearance of his name.

Yan Hang didn't like this feeling very much.

He looked at the smoke in front of him. When there was no wind, the smoke could freeze in the air for a long time, and it took a breath to disperse.

The day of arrest was really well chosen.

Even if you tell the first day of junior high school tomorrow, it may not be very appropriate. It will be much better sooner or later.

Maybe the time I told the police was wrong.

Yan Hang frowned.

- we'll be there soon!

Yan Hang sent a message on the first day of the new year when the back kitchen was just getting ready to bake the buns.

He smiled, looking at the exclamation point, he could imagine the expression on the first day of the junior high school. After putting the bread in the oven, he walked aside to reply to the first day of the junior high school.

- good birthday

When Yan Hang returned to the dining room, he saw that Zhang Chen had brought the first day of junior high school and a few people from their dormitory to the reserved table. A ball of chocolate was placed in front of everyone, with a birthday sticker with a puppy pattern printed on it. .

This is actually made by the restaurant according to the zodiac signs. Yan Hang picked a puppy with standing ears that best matches the image of the first year of junior high school.

"Happy birthday." Yan Hang walked to the table and said with a smile.

"Happy." Chu Yi looked at him with a smile.

"Now I'll serve you appetizers first." Yan Hang put his hand on the shoulder of Junior One and squeezed it lightly.

"Listen to Brother Hang's arrangement," Hu Biao rubbed his hands, "I've been hungry since noon."

Yan Hang smiled, and when he turned to walk away, he flicked Chuyi on the head again.

Chuyi smiled and touched his head.

"I'll ice the birthday cake they brought first," Zhang Chen said, "I'll push it over later."

"Are you singing the birthday song?" Yan Hang asked.

"As for other people, I'll definitely pass by with the music on. Where's your friend, Brother Hang?" Zhang Chen waved his hand, "I can pass by dancing."

Yan Hang smiled: "Thank you."

After notifying the appetizers, Yan Hang went to the back kitchen again and looked at the earth bucket bread. It was the first time he made this bread today. He didn't count the time for baking it in sections, so he had to keep an eye on it.

Seeing the dog-colored bread in the oven, he felt pretty good, and the bread smiled like a first-year junior high school student.

But it's not like today's first day of junior high school.

Today's first day of junior high school is not as good-looking as bread.

He took the bread out, added milk to the blossoms on his back, put it back in the oven, and went back into the dining room.

The back kitchen is very busy at the moment, and he basically gives up his seat if he can't.

And he wants to see the first day of junior high school.

On the first day of junior high school, my smile was different from usual, a little far-fetched, with the corners of my mouth pulled.

On the first day of junior high school, he didn't tell him about his father's arrest, but Yan Hang felt that he didn't know.

When Yan Hang was not present, the first-year junior high school students in the dormitory didn't even have a forced smile, and looked absent-minded.

Yan Hang sighed lightly.

The first family of Chu should have told him about this. The mother of the first day of junior high school "run away from home" couldn't be contacted, so it must be grandma.

Yan Hang frowned, that person who doesn't consider anyone's feelings at all, even his own grandson, probably doesn't remember that today is the first birthday of junior high school, maybe it doesn't matter if he remembers, as long as it makes the people around him uncomfortable, she will be comfortable up.

The Tudou bread was baked, and Yan Hang smelled it, and it was very fragrant. According to his rich experience, this bread is delicious and looks very good.

When he walked up to Chuyi with the bread, Chuyi's eyes widened suddenly, and the smile on his face was no longer as reluctant as before, and he smiled happily.

"Is this me?" Chu Yi asked.

"Well," Yan Hang put the bread on the table, "This bread is called a soil bucket."

"Potatoes?" Hu Biao was taken aback for a moment, "It's so delicious, I'm sure."

"It's baked mashed potatoes with cream cheese," Yan Hang said, "Try it."

"Did you do it?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"Yeah." Yan Hang smiled.

"This kind of heart." Zhou Chunyang sighed.

"Are you together?" Chu asked in a low voice.

"I'm at work," Yan Hang bent down and whispered in his ear, "After you finish eating and get off work, go sing."

"Well," looked back on the first day of the junior high school, "then you secretly eat a small piece of dog bread, will you be discovered?"

"Probably not," Yan Hang said in a low voice, "give me a bite."

"Okay." Chu nodded.

He stretched out his hand and broke off a small piece of stuffed bread from the blossom on the back of the bread. Several people at the table were waiting for him to do it first. Once he broke it off, everyone started to do it immediately.

Chuyi smiled and handed the bread to Yan Hang's mouth.

When Yan Hang opened his mouth and was about to bite, a waiter called out from behind: "Brother Hang, there are customers over there who want to sign."

On the first day of the new year, he was taken aback. The bread in his hand had already been brought to Yan Hang's mouth, and he didn't know whether to continue or take it back.

"Okay." Yan Hang responded and quickly came over.

On the first day of the lunar new year, he quickly stuffed the bread in his mouth into his mouth, and pushed it in with his fingers.

"You..." Yan Hang bit the bread, "Why didn't you just put it in my stomach."

"Short hands, a little bit." The first day of junior high school was a little embarrassed.

"I'll cook noodles for you." Yan Hang swallowed the bread, turned and walked away.

Several people on the table didn't notice this action of feeding bread, and even if they did, these boys who only had girls in their minds wouldn't have any thoughts.

Only Zhou Chunyang...he took a look, and sure enough, Zhou Chunyang was making fun of him while eating.

He smiled, and quickly stuffed a mouthful of bread into his mouth.

delicious.

Unlike the small bread made by Yan Hang at home, this large bread has a sweet aroma of caramel.

When I saw this bread, I felt that my mood had improved a little this afternoon on the first day of junior high school.

Then came the steak and soup. The few people ate very happily. If it weren't for the consideration that this is a high-end western restaurant and there are foreigners around, it feels like they can shout when they chat.

After a while, Yan Hang brought over a small bowl of beef noodles.

It is very small, and I can finish it in about two bites on the first day of junior high school.

"If you do too much, I'm afraid you won't have the stomach to eat the cake." Yan Hang said.

"Yeah." Chu Yi lowered his head and picked a piece of noodles into his mouth.

"Happy birthday, puppy," Yan Hang said in a low voice, "I'm one year older, I want to be happy every day."

"Yeah." Chu Yi took a sip of soup.

"No matter what happens," Yan Hang said, "it's me."

Chu turned his face to look at him, then turned his head and ate up the noodles in the bowl, and then ate up the soup.

The birthday dinner that Yan Hang prepared for him was very rich, and it looked carefully designed. Except for the chocolate with puppy stickers at the beginning, when the salad was served, there were a few white chocolate puppy heads on it.

The waiter said that it was carved by Hang Ge.

Compared to knowing that Brother Hang still has such carving skills, the first day of junior high school was surprised that Brother Hang could think of such details.

When the birthday cake was pushed over by Ms. Zhang Chen singing the birthday song, on the first day of junior high school, I heard the happy birthday sung softly by several people in the dormitory, and the happy birthday came from an unknown table next to me. I suddenly felt hot in my eyes. I closed my eyes and made a wish on the candle.

I don't know what kind of wish to make, Yan Hang's face is always in my mind.

Then I wish him and Yan Hang all the best in the future, and everything will pass safely.

Also... I hope everyone is healthy and safe.

Ok.

The wishes of the earth dog are very spiritual and will come true.

The cake was not finished, Zhou Chunyang said that he would buy a big cake, and he really bought a huge two-layer cake, one person ate a piece and there was more than half left.

"Eat it while singing," Zhang Qiang said, "Singing is quite exhausting, and you will get hungry while singing."

"Are you still worried that you won't be able to finish eating?" Gao Xiaoyang said, "I can eat another two yuan without singing for half an hour at most."

"To be honest, I was just thinking, you haven't eaten less every day," Hu Biao looked at him, "Where did the meat go?"

"On you." Chu Yi said.

Several people were happy, and Hu Biao sighed: "It feels like all the meat we eat in our dormitory grows on me."

After the cake was repacked and tied, Yan Hang walked over and gave Zhou Chunyang a business card: "I still have 10 minutes, you guys take a taxi and go there first, if you can't sit down, wait for me."

"Are you driving, are you in the car?" Chu Yi asked.

"Drove Lao Cui's car." Yan Hang nodded.

Zhou Chunyang took Hu Biao and the others over first, and Xiaoqiang stayed behind in Yan Hang's car.

Followed to the bar on the first day of junior high school, and asked Yan Hang in a low voice: "Why not, don't let me take the name, and take a picture."

"Huh?" Yan Hang stared at him in a daze.

"If you want to let spring, Zhou Chunyang will take it." Chuyi said.

After looking at him for two seconds, Yan Hang laughed: "You're not called Chunyang anymore?"

"Ask you." Chu Yi said.

"Aren't you willing to ride in the same car with me?" Yan Hang said.

"Ah," Chu Yi paused, "I didn't expect this, this."

"Then what did you think of?" Yan Hang asked with a smile.

"For foreign-style things, let the foreign-minded people do it," Chuyi said, "If I go, I don't know how to say it."

"Think so far." Yan Hang looked at him happily.

"I'm also quite Western-style," Chu Yi clicked his tongue, "I know how to fly, so I'll take it."

"That's right, it's getting more and more foreign." Yan Hang nodded.

"Let's go upstairs and wait for you downstairs," Chu Yi said, "Parking lot?"

"Well," Yan Hang gave him the car keys, "Get in the car and stay there first."

Xiaoqiang probably didn't have enough fun during the Chinese New Year, and he was a little excited about going to sing now, and the two of them had already sang in advance excitedly in the back seat of the car.

Sitting in the co-pilot on the first day of junior high school, staring at the street lights outside the car window in a trance.

It was okay when I was talking to Yan Hang, but now I was alone, and I started thinking about my father again if I didn't pay attention.

Is Dad in the detention center now?

have you eaten?

Did the police start questioning him?

Grandparents don't know yet, how can I tell them?

When can family members visit?

If you can visit, will mom go?

When I saw my father, what would I say...

Yan Hang opened the car door and sat in the driver's cab. Only on the first day of the junior high school did he turn his head in shock: "You're here."

"Well," Yan Hang glanced at him, "Let's go now."

The KTV that Yan Hang booked was as high-end as their restaurant.

The young lady who led them to the box was tall and beautiful, and Xiaoqiang followed her closely, asking questions without words.

In the first day of junior high school, his eyes kept looking at the ground, and the marble floor was so shiny that he always felt that he would step on the ground.

When he was about to walk to the box, the mobile phone of the first day of junior high school rang.

Yan Hang turned his head and asked, "Who is it?"

On the first day of the junior high school, he took out his mobile phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. He frowned and answered the phone: "Hello?"

My mother was very familiar with it, but a strange voice came out: "Your father was arrested, do you know?"

Chu Yi stopped abruptly.

"You guys go over and sing first, just order what you want and don't worry about anything else," Yan Hang said, "I'll be there with the first day of the junior high school."

"Okay," Li Ziqiang nodded, "Hurry up, I'm waiting to hear the birthday star sing."

"Yeah." Yan Hang smiled.

"I know." Chu looked around and saw the doors of the box next to him. From time to time, he could hear the singing inside, and occasionally someone passed by, which made him a little nervous.

Yan Hang pulled him aside, put his arm around his shoulders, and he walked back for a while and entered the bathroom.

The ear suddenly became quiet.

"You can talk about it with your grandpa, I don't want to talk about it." Mom said.

"Hmm." The first day of the junior high school answered.

"Can I find out what's going on with him?" Mom asked.

"Why, how can I find out." Chuyi sighed and walked to the window, he didn't want Yan Hang to hear what he and his mother were talking about.

"What use are you for?" Mom said.

"You are useless, what's the use," Chu Yi frowned, "How useful can I be?"

"Okay!" Mom raised her voice, "I just want to say that I don't care about this matter, whoever wants to care about it!"

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Chu Yi sighed, put the phone back in his pocket, turned around and looked at Yan Hang.

He tried his best to make himself look okay, but he couldn't do it, he couldn't even say "go sing" with a smile.

Yan Hang didn't speak, but just opened his arms.

On the first day of the junior high school, he paused and hugged him forcefully.

"It's okay." Yan Hang hugged him and said softly.

"You do, don't you know?" Chu rested his chin on his shoulder.

"I didn't know, but I guessed it," Yan Hang said, "Just you, I can feel the vibration every time you fart ten miles away."

"Then my fart, my ass must be an active volcano." Chu Yi said.

"Ah." Yan Hang smiled.

The first day of the junior high school also laughed.

After laughing for a while, he turned his head and looked at Yan Hang: "Why not, don't you say it?"

"The most important thing is that our local dogs have a happy birthday." Yan Hang said.

On the first day of the junior high school, he didn't speak. After staring at Yan Hang for a while, he suddenly hooked Yan Hang's neck and kissed Yan Hang's lips hard.

It seems to be grinding your teeth again.

But the two of them didn't seem to care too much. After a pause, Yan Hang quickly greeted him, with the tip of his tongue slipping between his lips.

In the excitement of the first day of junior high school, I remembered the slap before in time.

He opened his mouth.

The moment Yan Hang's tongue poked in, it seemed as if a fire had been set in his lower abdomen.