A Lucky Coin

Yan Hang is really a person who seldom cries. Compared with his nose that is sore when he is fine, he always felt that Yan Hang was really strong in the first day of junior high school. Uncle Yan is a calm old fox, and Yan Hang is a very strong little fox.

Only when he couldn't control his emotions and cried on the rare occasions did he feel that Yan Hang was not as strong as he showed in the first day of junior high school.

He's just really good at hiding and disguising.

Squatting in front of the tombstone on the first day of junior high school, the surrounding area was very quiet, with occasional birds chirping and a few unknown insects chirping.

Apart from these, there is no sound, not even Yan Hang's crying.

But he could feel the hand on Yan Hang's back, and Yan Hang was indeed crying.

There was no sound at all.

He just sat on the ground hugging his knees, his face buried in his arms.

Chuyi couldn't comprehend Yan Hang's current mood, so he could only guess.

After all, he didn't have such a deep relationship with his father. When he knew that his father had been arrested, he also felt a little sore, but he wanted to know why.

Yan Hang is different. Yan Hang and Uncle Yan have always been together. Although they live in no fixed place and do not have a home in the traditional sense, as Yan Hang said, home is not just a name, but people and feelings. Being with Uncle Yan is home.

After Uncle Yan's disappearance, Yan Hang also seems to be doing well, except that he suffers from insomnia as before, and there are no other negative manifestations.

But until now, after seeing these traces of Uncle Yan.

That lost feeling suddenly exploded again.

Uncle Yan hadn't heard from him for so long, but he suddenly discovered that he had a recent photo of Yan Hang in his hand.

He didn't know whether Yan Hang felt wronged, relieved, angry, or missed.

On the first day of the junior high school, he didn't make a sound to comfort him, but just put his hands on Yan Hang's back.

He couldn't find anything to comfort him, and he didn't feel that Yan Hang needed comfort now.

It's good to cry, and you have to cry when you want to cry, why should you persuade him not to cry.

Chu hid all the small objects he found from Mili back in Mili. Before, he just thought that Uncle Yan was a very interesting person, but now seeing these, he felt that Uncle Yan was still a very gentle person.

Chu Jianxin was arrested and released, he should have known about it, and he should also know that the police had already known what happened at that time, so why didn't he show up.

Chuyi sighed softly.

Yan Hang cried for a short time, at least much shorter than him.

But Yan Hang kept buried in his arms and didn't raise his head. On the first day of junior high school, he knew why, Yan Hang was so particular about him, and he was so good at hiding himself, of course he wouldn't raise his head when his eyes were still red.

When the shadow of the pine and cypress next to him moved from Yan Hang's body to Chuyi's arm, Yan Hang sighed softly, raised his head, and glanced at him.

Sure enough, his eyes were no longer red, and the tip of his nose was no longer red. Except for a little mark on his forehead that was pressed by his clothes, Yan Hang couldn't even tell that he had cried just now in his eyes.

"Let's go," he stood up slowly, put his hands on his knees, paused for a while, straightened up and stretched, "we're going to have dinner when we drive back."

"Yeah," Chu nodded, "If you want to keep it, why don't you let Uncle Yan know..."

"No need," Yan Hang glanced at the censer, "When he reached out and touched it, he knew that someone had moved it, and when the thing was put back, it would not return to its original state."

"He can still remember, remember this?" The first day of junior high school was a little surprised.

"Not sure," Yan Hang smiled, "But he often surprises me."

After leaving the cemetery, looking at the slowly bustling scene on the road, Yan Hang felt that he was also distracted by the ever-changing street scene, and his mood gradually eased a lot.

Cui Yi probably didn't know that dad had his photo, otherwise Cui Yi wouldn't let him come over, and with his dad's character, he decided to hide, so he wouldn't let anyone know easily.

"What to eat?" Chuyi asked next to him.

"What restaurant did Lao Cui recommend, and I picked the closest one," Yan Hang said, "I couldn't find the name of the restaurant on the navigation, so I had to go and have a look by the road name. He hasn't been back for many years, and said They might all be dismantled."

"You are pregnant for him, nostalgic." Chu Yi smiled.

"Well," Yan Hang pointed the direction, and drove the car onto a small road according to the navigation prompts, "After more than ten years, you can go home and feel nostalgic, the supermarket, the vegetable market, ten yuan Three pairs of underwear..."

"Ten yuan and five are all there," said Chu Yi, "I've worn them."

"I didn't dye your penis red." Yan Hang clicked his tongue.

"It's okay," the first day of the junior high school laughed, "I wore one, and the color kept fading, and the hole was washed out, and it fell off. I thought it was, isn't it just dyed, dyed, yes, there is no cloth. "

Yan Hang smiled for a long time: "Hey, I grew up in a big city anyway, and the quality of life is not as good as that of children in the mountains."

"It's all right now," said Chuyi, "the underwear is all striped and patterned."

"That's mine." Yan Hang said, "Have you bought it yourself? You're a stingy one."

"If you don't accept it, you can wear me, mine," Chu Yi said, "Ten yuan and three, it won't fade."

"Get out." Yan Hang looked out the window, "Look at the sign on the roadside, that restaurant is called Brothers."

"Hmm." Chu Yi opened the car window and looked out.

I passed by a street, but I didn't see a restaurant called "Brothers Good", but there was a grocery store called "Brothers Good", which was quite big, with all kinds of children's swimsuits and swimming rings hanging on the door, and There are slippers and sandals, which block all the signboards by the door. On the first day of the junior high school, I saw a good word.

"Go and ask." Yan Hang parked the car on the side of the road.

The two got out of the car and walked to the door of the grocery store. The lights inside were not turned on, and the light was quite dim, so it was hard to see if anyone was there.

"Ah!" Chuyi shouted inside.

Yan Hang looked at him inexplicably: "Do you think there is a voice-activated light here?"

"What do you want to buy?" An old man came out from inside.

"Someone." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang expressed his admiration for his way of greeting.

"Hi, sir," Yan Hang greeted the uncle, "I want to inquire..."

The uncle stared at him all the time, which made him a little embarrassed, and he was almost speechless: "Has your shop always been here?"

"That's right," the uncle still looked at him, "It's been decades."

"Then do you know that there used to be a restaurant here called Brothers?" Yan Hang asked.

"It's here." The uncle pointed to his feet, "My brother and I are good restaurants. When we get older and can't stand the tiredness, we won't open it."

"Oh," Yan Hang was stunned, "You also opened the restaurant? Now it's changed to a store?"

"Yes," the uncle looked at him and asked hesitantly, "Is your surname Yan?"

On the first day of the junior high school, he turned his head and glanced at Yan Hang, who was also stunned: "Yes."

"It really looks like your father, I recognized it right away," said the uncle, "exactly the same."

"My dad used to come here to eat, right?" Yan Hang asked immediately.

"I have to come back every few days." The uncle raised his head proudly. "My pork ribs and sauced duck here will definitely be eaten once and never forgotten."

"Is he coming with his friends or... with my mother?" Yan Hang asked with some difficulty, the word "my mother" was really unfamiliar to him.

"Your mother probably came here once or twice," the uncle thought for a while, "I haven't come here since then, your father always comes here with friends, Xiao Cui, I remember."

"He is Lao Cui now," Yan Hang said, "He gave me your address here."

"It's a pity that I'm late," the uncle smiled, "I can't eat now."

"Yes." Yan Hang sighed, a little disappointed.

"Your parents and Xiao Cui, are you okay? It's been more than ten years, and I still see other old diners often, but they have never been seen again." The uncle said.

"It's all good," Yan Hang said, "It's not easy to come back even if you're far away."

"That's right," the uncle nodded, "After more than ten years, the sons of young people are all young."

Before leaving here, Yan Hang took a photo of the uncle, including him and the good store of the two brothers behind him.

After returning to the car, he sent the photo to Cui Yi.

- Uncle still remembers Xiao Cui and Xiao Yan

Middle-aged people like Cui Yi usually don't know how to type and reply, so they directly reply by voice.

"Fuck me," he said.

Yan Hang started the car, drove the car out of this road, and wandered back and forth on the street, waiting for the first day of the junior high school to find a nearby delicious restaurant on his mobile phone.

"This one," Chu Yi pointed to the phone, "The restaurant is applauded, it's delicious."

Yan Hang smiled: "Okay."

"I'll buy a coupon for You," Chu Yi said.

"...I'm treating you." Yan Hang sighed.

"You can give, give me cash," Chu Yi said, "the original price."

"Get lost," Yan Hang clicked his tongue, "Navigate there."

This restaurant is called delicious, and the decoration is quite good. The waiters are also smiling hard. The Three Cup Chicken is very good.

It's just that the portion is small. After eating a plate of three-cup chicken on the first day of the new year, I sighed: "I said it was very, very cheap, so it's so small."

"Normal people have enough to eat," Yan Hang said, "It was designed for normal people."

"Our dog," said Chuyi, "is not enough, apply again, and ask for another plate."

"Do you want anything else?" Yan Hang asked.

"What is that, what?" Chu looked at the table next to him, and asked in a low voice, "Heap, the piled up one."

"Toast," Yan Hang glanced, "It should be covered with ice cream."

"I want to eat." Chuyi said.

"Okay," Yan Hang called the waiter and ordered these two things for him, "Try it later, I'm not sure about the three cups of chicken, if you like toast, I can make it for you when I get back."

"Yeah." Chu Yi smiled and nodded.

The first order was a blueberry toast, which was delicious, and he ate two-thirds of it by himself.

"It's so edible in summer." Yan Hang sighed.

"It's long." Chu Yi said.

"Grow it quickly, let me see if it grows two meters." Yan Hang said.

"It's only 1.9 meters, and I can look down and look at you." Chu Yi patted his stomach contentedly, "Now stand up, and I can look down and look at you."

"Can you be a little stuttering," Yan Hang said, "Who stutters as much as you do?"

"I'm the one who stutters the most," said Chuyi, "among the people who talk a lot, I'm the one who stutters the most."

"Check out." Yan Hang stood up.

On the first day of junior high school, he went to the bar with his mobile phone. He probably never had the opportunity to use his mobile phone to pay the bill. He stared at his mobile phone seriously the whole time.

"The discount is more than three, more than 30," said the first day of the junior high school, "that's great."

Yan Hang smiled and said nothing.

"I don't need the money, use it, give it to me," Chuyi sighed, "Sister Bai's agent, the agency fee is paid back, and you haven't paid it back yet."

"Yes," Yan Hang snapped his fingers, "I almost forgot."

I glanced at him for the first time.

"I will never forget others," Yan Hang put his arms around his shoulders, "I don't remember much about yours."

When I came out of the restaurant, it wasn't completely dark outside, but all the lights on the street were already lit up.

This kind of bustling feeling is actually not special, whether it is at home or the place where I go to school, such night scenes are very common.

But for the first grade of junior high school, it is indeed different.

This is a completely strange city, the destination of his travels.

When I ran all the way to find Yan Hang before, what I saw was also a strange city. In addition to anticipation and hope, I was more nervous and confused.

It's different now, now because Yan Hang is by his side, because this is the experience he and Yan Hang shared, all the strangeness has become novelty and beauty.

This is not a particularly professional tourist destination, but compared to seeing all kinds of tourists, the feeling of walking slowly among the local crowd is also amazing.

"Thirsty?" Yan Hang asked, "There is an ice cream shop in front."

"No ice cream, quench your thirst." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang clicked his tongue twice: "Want to eat ice cream?"

"Think." Chu nodded.

"Go eat, let's go," Yan Hang patted him on the back, "I find you really annoying sometimes."

"I only posted it now, and I found out that it's a bit late, too late." The first day of the junior high school said with a smile.

"I admit it." Yan Hang said.

Strolling in the street, eating ice cream, wandering around the video game city, these are the daily life of those ordinary students who envied but did not dare to envy before the first day of junior high school.

After going to school, he has already lived such a daily life, but now it is all different because "this is part of the trip".

He and Yan Hang even went to a midnight movie after shopping for a few hours.

Although it is a rare movie in which several people leave the scene in the middle and he doesn't even remember what he said.

The evening passed with gusto.

It was only when I got back to the hotel that I felt very tired. It was Yan Hang who slapped his legs a few times to take a shower before he got up and went into the bathroom.

"Traveling is so tiring." After taking a shower, he lay on the bed with his arms and legs spread out, and sighed with his eyes closed.

"You are too easy to pass," Yan Hang said, "Whoever travels goes to another city to go shopping, play video games and watch movies."

"We two," Chuyi smiled comfortably, "I think this is just traveling, and you don't have to be like other people."

"Brother Dog is well said." Yan Hang applauded him, pushed him aside, and lay down on the bed.

"Are you tired?" Chu Yi asked.

"Tired," Yan Hang said, "I'm tired wholeheartedly."

"You are also tall, please be happy," Chu Yi turned his head, "After all, I know, I know Uncle Yan..."

"Unhappy," Yan Hang gritted his teeth, "I'm so mad."

The first day smiled.

"I don't know where the old fox is hiding to take pictures of me," Yan Hang sighed. "I can feel that someone out of a hundred people is staring at me, but I didn't notice him taking pictures secretly."

"He taught you all these things," Chuyi said, "it must be better than you, maybe you still keep, did you keep the secret recipe, and passed it on to you."

"Sure." Yan Hang nodded.

"I'll see you later, face to face," Chu Yi said, "Tie him up and force him to make a confession."

"Okay." Yan Hang laughed, choked and coughed twice, "How about you come to extract a confession."

"No, no problem." Chuyi clenched his fist.

The trip to the cemetery has been completed, and the harvest has exceeded Yan Hang's expectations. The next few days can be a real trip.

But that night he still didn't fall asleep.

The first day of junior high next to him slept like a pig. The bed was small, and it kept pushing towards him. In the end, he simply sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.

Even so, he didn't dodge, Chuyi continued to squeeze over and hugged his leg.

"Why are you so annoying." Yan Hang slapped him on the back.

On the first day of the junior high school, I didn't even hum, and there was no movement at all.

"Can't wake up?" Yan Hang patted him again.

On the first day of junior high school, I still fell asleep as if I had taken too many sleeping pills.

"Dog!" Yan Hang continued to pat him.

On the first day of junior high school, I pouted.

"Wag the tail!" Yan Hang bounced him on the face twice.

On the first day of the junior high school, I scratched my face.

"Sleep God, you," Yan Hang sighed, rubbing his face, "It's good to have nothing on your mind."

Yan Hang is very envious of the first year of junior high school. He lives very simple and thinks about things, but he doesn't think too much, and his emotions don't fluctuate particularly seriously. After all, he grew up in such a family and has not been destroyed. A child has a stronger mental capacity than a person like him who has always been pampered by his father no matter what.

"Dog," Yan Hang pinched the first strands of hair, "Dog, dog, GOGOGO! Alealeale..."

On the first day of junior high school, he was really at ease. Chu Jianxin was arrested and released without charge. Uncle Yan, who he was most worried about, was still in hiding, but he was already sure that he was safe.

For the first day of junior high school, I feel relieved.

Yan Hang yawned, what about him?

In fact, it can be said that he is relieved. Even if the photo was taken secretly when he first became the foreman, it has not been long since now. Besides, the photo is old and the edges are a little fuzzy. It can be seen that he also put it in the photo pendant Not a short time.

Gee.

Dad actually still has this kind of girlish thoughts, he misses Dad so much, he never thought of hiding the photo in the pendant and just looking at it when he has nothing to do... At most, he just turned on the phone and glanced at it.

Yan Hang didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up, he was already lying down, but he was hugged tightly by Chuyi.

"Damn it, I've never seen a dog like you before." Yan Hang was speechless, grabbed the arm of the first day of junior high school and pushed him aside, "Get lost! No more dog food today!"

After being thrown by him on the first day of the junior high school, he turned over and disappeared from the bed with a bang.

Yan Hang froze for a moment, then quickly sat up.

The reaction in the first day of junior high school was faster than that of a dog. At the same time as the tom, he jumped up from the ground like a spring, and stood beside the bed.

"Brother is good at kung fu." Yan Hang looked up at him.

On the first day of junior high school, he didn't speak, and he was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, stared at the bed, looked at him again, gritted his teeth and said: "You evil, bully!"

"You fucking..." Yan Hang was very shocked, but still looked down at the bed, only then realized that he had already slept on the side of the bed, according to the posture just now, if he hadn't hugged him on the first day of the junior high school, he would probably have fallen off Bed, he raised his head again, looked at Chu and nodded, "Yes, I am a bully."

"One, one night," the first day of junior high school took the clothes, sighed while putting them on, "I dreamed of hugging a rock on the edge of a cliff, not daring to let go, let go..."

"Get out," Yan Hang laughed, lying on the bed and looking at him, "You kept squeezing me last night, and I haven't settled the score with you yet."

"Revenge is too strong." Chu threw his clothes on the bed, turned around and went into the bathroom to wash.

Yan Hang laughed for a while on the bed before slowly getting out of bed, went to the window and opened the curtains, then stretched a lot.

The sun is good today. Although you must be sweating when you go out, if you go to the scenic spots, it is more comfortable to have sunshine.

"Wash quickly! Brush your face! Teeth!" Chu Yi poked his head out of the bathroom and shouted.

"Fuck," Yan Hang was startled, and turned around, "I was scared to death."

"So no, don't be scared, how can I do it, I'm a wanderer," Chu Yi said, "Breakfast coupon eight, 08:30 will be over!"

"Fart," Yan Hang said, "09:30, maybe ten o'clock."

"Let me see," came out on the first day of junior high school, took his coat, and took a look at the breakfast coupon in his pocket, "09:30, how do you know, you know? Oh, you are at the hotel. .”

"You still keep the two early tickets in your pocket?" Yan Hang was so happy that he didn't know what to say.

"Where's the buffet?" Chu Yi said.

"Silly dog," Yan Hang went over to hug him, and rubbed his head and back vigorously, "Do you think the buffet breakfast is the same as what we ate at the revolving restaurant?"

"At least not, no limit." The first day of the junior high school said firmly.

"Okay, hurry up!" Yan Hang let go of him and rushed into the bathroom, and quickly began to wash up, "Sooner or later, I will make you a stingy man."

"20, the car." Chu Yi said.

"Okay." Yan Hang almost choked on toothpaste foam.

The hotel's buffet breakfast is okay. There are porridge, noodles, soy milk, and various buns, dumplings, and snacks. In fact, I didn't eat much on the first day of junior high school.

"I thought you were going to eat everything on that table," Yan Hang walked into the elevator, "You are very ambitious."

"Leave some for others, others." Chu Yi said.

A little girl in waitress uniform walked in behind them. After entering, she first asked, "Which floor do you two go to?"

"First floor." Yan Hang said.

The little girl pressed the button on the first floor for them, and Yan Hang smiled: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." The little girl stepped aside and glanced at their faces from time to time.

When they got out of the elevator on the first floor, the little girl followed behind them and whispered, "Is it Xing Tian?"

Yan Hang paused, then turned around.

"My God," the little girl covered her mouth and yelled in a low voice, "Isn't it? Brother Xiaotian and the puppy!"

"...Take it out and silence it." Yan Hang said.

"Don't, don't, don't shut up," the little girl quickly waved her hand, "I won't take pictures and I won't talk about it, I just want to get excited, I really like you two, I think you two are very handsome, the puppy is so cute It's..."

Before Yan Hang could speak, the little girl had already turned around and ran away down the corridor, whispering "Handsome, cute and cute" all the way.

"You are completely violent and exposed." Chu Yi said.

"Yeah." Yan Hang smiled, turned and walked towards the hotel entrance.

"Keep it not, you can't be mysterious, it's secret." Chu Yi said.

"I won't keep it." Yan Hang moved his arm.

"Why, what?" said the first day of the junior high school, "In the future, you will rely on your appearance, right?"

"I really want to slap you," Yan Hang sighed, putting his arms around his shoulders, "It will be different from before."