You are the uncle!

In the afternoon when I came home from school, I ran into Zhang Siyong's grandmother Liu Guilan when I reached the entrance of the alley.

Jiang Xiqiao shouted from a long distance: "Hey, Grandma Liu!"

Liu Guilan turned around and saw Jiang Xiqiao standing on the back seat of the bicycle, she was worried: "Hey, kid, it's so dangerous to stand on the bicycle! This alley is not smooth, be careful if you fall again, get off quickly!"

Jiang Xiqiao, who had been scolded for a while, was not angry, and smiled and asked Yin Tingwan to stop the car, jumped out of the back seat, and went to Liu Guilan's side: "Grandma Liu!"

Liu Guilan looked at him with a smile: "Okay, hey, how is your grandma?"

"It's good! There is someone in the nursing home who is accompanying her to knock her teeth, and she doesn't want me to visit her anymore, saying that I have delayed her chatting with people." Jiang Xiqiao said half-truthfully and half-fakely.

But Liu Guilan took it seriously, and explained for Grandma Jiang: "You can't think like this, your grandma! It's because I'm afraid it will delay your homework!"

"I know, don't worry!" Jiang Xiqiao patted her hand and said with relief, then looked curiously at the bag in her hand: "What did you buy?"

"Hey, isn't it time for the flu season? I went to the pharmacy and bought some Radix Banlangen for prevention. Would you like to take some back to drink?"

Liu Guilan said that she was about to open the bag to get the medicine, but was stopped by Jiang Xiqiao in a hurry: "No, no, grandma Liu, I suddenly remembered that there are still some things to do at home, so I'm leaving first!"

After saying hello, Yin Ting, who was still in a daze on the spot, ran away, while Liu Guilan stood still holding a long bag of banlangen and said cursingly, "This kid is really quick-tempered!"

After dinner at night, with nothing to do, the two of them took a walk along the wall of the alley to refresh themselves. When they came back, they walked to the place that Jiang Xiqiao had promised them, and Yin Tingwan couldn't move anymore.

When he found that the person was lost, he came back and Jiang Xiqiao patted him on the head and asked, "What are you doing?"

"No, I'm reminiscing about the past." Yin Tingwan said mysteriously.

Why doesn't Jiang Xiqiao understand him?Every time this person showed this expression, something bad must happen, he turned around and was about to leave, but was dragged back by Yin Tingwan.

"What? Hurry up and let me go!"

Seeing that Yin Tingwan was about to reach out to hug someone again, Jiang Xiqiao was in a hurry. The people who came and went were all old neighbors.

One grabbed the other hard and struggled hard, and after a while, the two of them got involved, and they were making a fuss!A beam of flashlight came over: "Who is it?"

Jiang Xiqiao looked up, then felt relieved: "Uncle Zhou?"

"It's Jiang boy?" The visitor also turned off the flashlight, and walked over: "If you don't go home in the middle of the night, what's the fuss in the alley?"

As he said that, he looked at Yin Tingwan and criticized with a righteous face: "It's not a good influence to stand in the street and talk about it on the street!"

Yin Tingwan poked his neck and replied in disbelief: "That one man and one woman can be said to have a bad influence! What's wrong with the fight between the buddies?"

Uncle Zhou, who was bullied, was so angry that his beard almost stood up: "It's just two men, the influence is not good!"

Seeing that there was going to be another quarrel, Jiang Xiqiao hurriedly teased Yin Tingwan, telling him to stop talking, and then smoothed things over: "Mr. Zhou, if you don't go home to sleep this big night, you're going to sleep in the night." What are you doing strolling in the alley?"

Uncle Zhou glared at Yin Tingwan indignantly, then changed his smiling expression and looked at Jiang Xiqiao and replied: "Hey, these two days! Isn't that monkey always hitting the light bulb in the lampshade with a slingshot?" What? I've been holding back here for days, and I must catch him today!"

Jiang Xiqiao patted his forehead, and suddenly realized: "Hey, look, if you don't say this, I will almost forget that you are the director of the street!"

Uncle Zhou waved his hand openly: "Is a street director worth talking about?"

Yin Tingwan looked at his old god's presence, and the bad water in his heart came out, and he deliberately pretended to be concerned and said: "Then you must remember to put a plastic bucket on your head!"

"What's the matter?" Uncle Zhou looked at him in a daze, not understanding the relationship between the person who caught the light bulb and the plastic bucket he put on.

"What if he resisted and opened your head?"

"Hey, you kid, you still dare to bury me, believe it or not, I'll beat you!"

When Yin Tingwan got home and waited for the ointment to be applied to him, Jiang Xiqiao refused to do so. There is nothing wrong with people, so I have to give up.

"Hey, let's clear out the vegetable garden this weekend?" After turning off the lights, Jiang Xiqiao bumped into Yin Tingwan suddenly and said, "It will be May in a week, and it will be too late if we don't grow this vegetable." !"

"Sure, but neither of us knows how to farm, why don't we ask Shang Jinghua to help?" Yin Tingwan stretched out his hand to wrap her in his arms, and quietly enjoyed the benefits.

"Alright, then I'll tell Jinghua tomorrow. Hey, where are you touching your hands?" Jiang Xiqiao knocked off the messy hands on the hem of his trousers, and kicked him aside: "sleep!"

Yin Tingwan, who had no benefits, smacked the smooth and tender texture alone, and leaned against it with glowing eyes, and came down several times, Jiang Xiqiao didn't bother to care about him anymore, and found a comfortable place in this man's arms , nestled in and fell asleep.

In a farmyard in Dazhuang Village, Jiang Tieshu was taking out the unburned firewood from the stove with tongs and putting it in the stove ashes to extinguish it, leaving the red charcoal fire to continue to warm the pig's feet in the pot to stew soybeans.

There was a sudden knock on the door, Jiang Tieshu stuffed the last piece of firewood into the bottom of the stove, and hurriedly got up to answer the door.

"Here we come!" Stepping on the hasty knock on the door, the old man opened the door with a squeak, and the four young men standing outside greeted everyone in unison, "Hello, Second Master!"

"Hey, good!" Jiang Tieshu narrowed his eyes with a smile, stretched out his hand to take the wine and meat in Jiang Xiqiao's hand, and hurriedly greeted him: "Don't just stand outside, the sun is hot now, come in quickly!"

After Jiang Xiqiao entered the door, the remaining three children also entered the courtyard one by one, but when the second uncle saw Zhang Siyong, the smile on his face faded a lot: "Hehe, this is not Young Master Zhang, what's the matter? Don't you dislike my old man's shiny head, dare to step towards my house?"

Zhang Siyong originally wanted to push back, but he remembered the shameful story of being kicked out of the house by the old man with a stick the last time he just finished talking back, so he had to hold back the anger in his chest.

Jiang Tieshu saw that he didn't say a word, and the unpredictability on his face was reduced by two points. He snorted coldly, turned around and pulled Jiang Xiqiao into the house.

A large pot of steaming pig's knuckle stewed soybeans was put on the table, and the four young men stretched out their chopsticks like a hungry tiger. Put the hoof in his bowl, and cheerfully persuaded: "Eat slowly, there is still in the pot!"

He himself picked up a chopstick of pork head meat and drank Fenjiu. He turned his head and accidentally saw the bones piled up like a hill in front of Zhang Siyong, snorted arrogantly, and said sourly: "Okay, eat it Let's go! If you can't finish eating left and right, you have to feed Xiao Hei from the next door, it's cheap for you!"

The little black in Jiang Tieshu's mouth is a bitch in Bin Wazi's house. She just got pregnant with a cub some time ago, and the second uncle is very rare. She often sends leftover soup to his house on weekdays, so what are you waiting for? When Tian Xiaohei was born, he went to hold one and brought it back to raise.

Zhang Siyong, who was good at gnawing pig's trotters silently, slapped the table to turn against the old man, and weighed it up with the old man after eating the pig's trotters first, and finally chose the latter.

The remaining two were afraid of being swept away by the tail of the typhoon from the second uncle, so they all quietly gnawed on their pig's trotters, and neither of them would speak, for fear that if one accidentally said the wrong thing, they would be assigned to the second uncle's mouth and robbed by Xiao Hei. One category of eating went.

After eating and clearing the table, the four big and small guys lay down on the cool bed in the yard basking in the sun, and there were four people lying on the cool bed less than two meters away. The guy was shocked.

The second uncle went to the warehouse with the key, took out a small basket from the warehouse, and handed it to Jiang Xiqiao's arms.

Jiang Xiqiao saw the things in the basket, and immediately narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Thank you, Second Uncle!"

"Hey, kid, why are you being polite to me? If you don't have enough to eat, just squeak, the second uncle has a lot more!"

"Hey!"

Jiang Xiqiao hugged the basket happily and peeled the peanuts. Yin Tingwan, who was lying next to him, saw how hard he was peeling, so he raised himself up and discussed with others, "Shall I peel it for you?"

Jiang Xiqiao, who was holding the basket, took a look at him, making sure that this man would not steal it, so he reached out and grabbed a handful from the basket and stuffed it for him.

Yin Ting Wan even peeled three grains of rice that were all wilted, and he felt uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to ask Jiang Xiqiao, so he bumped into Zhang Siyong beside him, and asked softly: " Hey, what do you mean by this uncle? You only pick the shriveled peanuts for the basket."

Hearing this, Zhang Siyong squinted at him, and then glanced at Jiang Xiqiao, who was really concentrating on peeling peanuts, to make sure that he hadn't paid attention to this side, so he whispered in Yin Tingwan's ear, "What do you know? Xiaohe He likes to eat the half-empty ones, but he doesn't like the full ones!"

They call half-empty peanuts here, and this kind of peanuts are usually not sold, so they can only be used as snacks for the children at home.

As Zhang Siyong said, he glanced at the second uncle who was busy in front of the pigsty, and called Qu Qu: "Don't underestimate the half-empty basket, it was picked out one by one by the second uncle from a pile of peanuts. If you don't believe me, take a closer look and see if there is a bad and half peanut in the basket?

Yin Tingwan took a look and found that it was exactly what Zhang Siyong said, and immediately knew that he had wrongly blamed the second uncle.

Zhang Siyong was still nagging: "Hey, let me tell you, keep your voice down, don't let the second uncle hear you, that old man, you are so mean!"

Yin Ting knew about Zhang Siyong being kicked out by the second uncle. Hearing what he said now, he deliberately made fun of him and said: "I know, if I make him angry, I have to tell you." It looks like someone kicked him out with a stick, right?"

"Fuck your uncle!"