love like wind

Xu Li took a deep breath and looked towards the kitchen. Uncle Yang hadn't come out yet, so he asked, "Then why didn't you tell your mother just now?"

"It's useless," Yang Jiayu closed his eyes, tears streaming down quietly, "Mom won't care about this."

After hearing this, Xu Li felt very sad, and after thinking about it, he said, "Then give me all the green beans from now on, I love them."

Yang Jiayu wiped her tears with the back of her hand, and felt better. She sat upright, tilted her head and asked, "Who are you? Why haven't I seen you?" Her nose was red, her eyes were moist, and her face was full of curiosity. .

Xu Li tried his best to smile, "Something happened at my house, it should disturb you for a few days."

Yang Jiayu lay on the table, as if thinking about other things, "How old are you?"

"13 is old."

Yang Jiayu said angrily, "Same as my brother."

From this point of view, the relationship between her and Yang Jiayou is not harmonious, Xu Li then asked: "What about you?"

Yang Jiayu changed his tone, his voice was very soft: "11 years old."

Xu Li nodded, seeing Yang Jiayu rolled his eyes upstairs, and said in a low voice, "Don't mess with my mother, she is very fierce." She looked at Xu Li solemnly, paused and said, "There is My brother."

Xu Li couldn't help but wanted to laugh, but tears welled up uncontrollably. He didn't even have such growing pains anymore, his eyes were moist and reddish, "They are all your family, really, don't think so much about them. bad."

Yang Jiayu sniffed, nodded in a muffled voice, took out a tissue from the table, and handed it to Xu Li: "Then don't cry."

"Thank you." Xu Li took the tissue, his eyes gleaming with gratitude. He originally thought that Yang Jiayu would dodge such a gaze, but she did not dodge, her face was stained with tears, like a lotus after the rain, clean and beautiful, without the slightest trace. No mean smiles.

Xu Li remembered the smile when they first met for many years, so many things happened later, and he couldn't blame Yang Jiayu.

Not long after, Yang Zhenhua cleaned up the kitchen, wiped his hands with a paper towel, and said to his daughter, "Jiayu, you go upstairs first and wash yourself."

Yang Jiayu nodded, stood up, and the emotions on his face dissipated.

Yang Zhenhua was a little worried: "Do you want my mother to help?"

Yang Jiayu turned her head, frowned and said, "No need!" After finishing speaking, she happily went to her room.

Yang Zhenhua looked around, raised his eyebrows towards Xu Li, his eyebrows relaxed a little: "Now you are left, uncle will take you up to rest." Originally he planned to let Xu Li live with his son, after all, they are both boys and they are about the same age.But today there was a quarrel at home, and children are always prone to anger. Yang Zhenhua cleaned up the guest room, changed into new quilt covers and sheets, and brought Xu Li's schoolbag over. "Sleep here for now, the bathroom is on the other side." He pointed to the room at the end of the corridor, "It's next to Kayu's room."

Xu Li nodded. Although the guest room is small in size, it is very clean and quiet.

"I'm going to help you find a set of pajamas. You may need to use Jiayou's for a while."

Xu Li remembered Yang Jiayou's stubborn face at the dining table just now, and quickly said: "No, the weather is not cold, so there is no need to change into pajamas."

Standing in front of Xu Li, Yang Zhenhua bent slightly, "Although Jiayou is stubborn, he is a very enthusiastic kid. Don't worry, uncle will go to his work, so you can stay here with peace of mind."

Xu Li felt very guilty, feeling as if he had taken over something.

"You can take a rest here first, or do your homework. Uncle will come back later." Before leaving, Yang Zhenhua closed the door.Xu Li finally felt a little safer.

Because Yang Jiayou locked the door, Yang Zhenhua knocked on the door for a long time before Yang Jiayou opened the door.

Seeing that his son's eyes were swollen, and he was holding a big shark pillow in his arms, as if he was opening his sharp mouth for Yang Jiayou to show his dissatisfaction, Yang Zhenhua couldn't help laughing, "Why, dad is also your class enemy?"

Just as Yang Jiayou was about to say something, Yang Zhenhua made a 'shh' gesture, "You can't say bad things about mom loudly, you have to say it quietly."

The father and son looked at each other and smiled.

After closing the door, Yang Zhenhua sat next to his son and just asked, "Are you full?"

Yang Jiayou frowned, and said aggrievedly: "I'm not full, I'm a little hungry after playing football today."

Yang Zhenhua said: "Mom is in a bad mood today, she is getting angry."

Yang Jiayou said angrily: "She is always like this, she gets angry every now and then, no matter what happens, it's always my fault."

Yang Zhenhua breathed heavily, "Jiayou, it is indeed your fault today, and you know the situation at home, how could you say that about Jiayu in front of your mother? How sad is your mother?"

"I just want to have a good meal, they have been arguing there all the time," Yang Jiayou blamed himself, hugging the pillow, lying on the bed, "I just told the truth, and I didn't do anything wrong. Jiayu was originally..." He said , he closed his eyes sadly, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes, and he couldn't say a word.

Yang Zhenhua patted his son's head, "Jiayou, in order to take care of you and Jiayu, my mother quit her job. And because the aunt I hired before didn't take good care of you, she does everything by herself now, so it's inevitable that her mood will fluctuate. You You have to understand mom too."

"Just because I'm an older brother, do I have to yield to my younger sister in everything? I'm two years older than her. If I can change, I don't want to be an older brother. I'd rather be a younger brother." Yang Jiayou buried his face in the pillow, although he didn't cry Shout out, but the spine trembles.

Yang Zhenhua patted his son on the back and said earnestly, "Jiayou, Dad knows that you have been wronged." He paused, "Did you see Xu Li who came today? Uncle Xu passed away less than two years ago. He and his grandma depended on each other for life. The old man had Alzheimer's disease. He died of gas poisoning today. There was a fire at home, and the neighbors were also injured. Jiayou, Dad knows that, you will definitely argue, but Xu Li is the same as you You are big, but you have suffered so much for no reason, let’s not talk about the mother and sister, shouldn’t you be more polite to the little guest? He didn’t do anything wrong, right?”

Yang Jiayou turned over, lay on his back, stared at his father, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Really?" As he spoke, he pursed his mouth and said, "You didn't tell me earlier, when I came back, I saw him staying at my father's door." Room, I hate other people touching my things the most."

Yang Zhenhua said: "The incident happened suddenly today, and my mother didn't know that Xu Li was coming. I had to do my mother's ideological work first, so I let him stay in your room temporarily. Jiayou, Dad has to say something fair. Xu Li didn't Touching anything with you, he didn’t even wear your slippers before entering the door. When he got to your room, he put his schoolbag on the carpet.” Having said this, he rubbed the corners of his eyes and said earnestly: “We should be more lenient ,What do you think?"

Yang Jiayou felt wronged to the extreme, and tears welled up in his eyes, "But those disasters have nothing to do with me, and I didn't make them happen."

Yang Zhenhua said earnestly: "When my father was in the army, he received a lot of care from Uncle Xu. Before Grandma Xu got sick, she was a capable person. She cooked meals in different ways. Every time Uncle Xu came back from visiting relatives, he would bring me a lot of food. Later, my father went to start a business. At that time, I didn’t know your mother. My career was hindered, and I borrowed a lot of loans. Give me some money. You see, Dad didn’t do anything, didn’t Uncle Xu treat me very well? If it weren’t for Uncle Xu’s help back then, maybe there would be no Dad today, and there would be no you.”

Yang Jiayou listened quietly, feeling that what his father said made sense, he didn't know what to say.

Seeing his son calm down, Yang Zhenhua breathed a sigh of relief, "It was wrong for my mother to throw chopsticks at you today, and my father apologized to you on her behalf, but you can't say such things again, okay?"

Yang Jiayou leaned on his father's shoulder and let out a muffled 'hmm'.

"As for the matter of 'brother and younger brother', I don't think it can be forced," Yang Zhenhua patted the back of his son's hand, with a gentle smile on his face, "Since God chose you to be the elder brother, it must be because of your strong, Tolerant, friendly qualities."

Yang Jiayou pouted, not wanting to speak, thinking why he had to be strong, he didn't want to be strong at all.

Yang Zhenhua smiled, and continued: "Because I haven't contacted Xu Li's other relatives for the time being, Dad wants to help deal with Xu Li's family affairs. He will stay at home for a while." He turned his face to look at his son, with eyes full of Encouragement: "Can you show a manly attitude and get along well with this little guest?"

Yang Jiayou nodded and asked again, "How long will he stay?"

Yang Zhenhua said: "I don't know yet. Uncle Xu has no contact with his sister. It is said that he married far away. Xu Li's mother's relatives and friends have not been contacted yet."

"Where's his mother?" Yang Jiayou asked quietly.

"What do you, a kid, ask so many questions?"

Yang Jiayou cut, "I'm not a kid, didn't you tell me just now that you want me to be a good brother, but now you don't allow me to ask?"

Yang Zhenhua said in a heavy tone, "His mother gave birth to his younger sister with difficulty and passed away."

Yang Jiayou hugged his father's neck tightly, "This is really a sad thing, so pitiful."

"Jiayou," Yang Zhenhua called him, and said sincerely, "Don't reveal your sympathy to others easily at any time, even if you have it, keep it in your heart."

"Why?" Yang Jiayou asked puzzled.

Yang Zhenhua thought for a while, and tried to speak in words that his son could understand, "Because our sympathy may hurt others. Compared with sympathy, dignity is more precious. This is the spiritual pillar of a person. Disasters deprived people of material things, But it shouldn't be taken away from the spiritual as well, it's cruel, isn't it?"

Yang Jiayou nodded, and said seriously: "I see."

Yang Zhenhua rubbed his son's hair, "Xu Li passed school directly today, and brought nothing but school supplies. It's so late now, it's not convenient to go out to buy daily necessities, and I need your help."

Yang Jiayou let go, sat next to his father, raised his head and asked, "What do you need?" He looked around, "Anyway, I have a lot of things, just remember to return them to the original place."

Yang Zhenhua patted his son on the shoulder and said sincerely, "Thank you."

Yang Jiayou was a little embarrassed, "It's no big deal."

"Then check to see if there are any extra pajamas. Let Xu Li wear them for now. Dad will help him buy other supplies tomorrow."

Yang Jiayou got out of bed, rummaged through the closet neatly, found several sets of pajamas and came out, "Choose one." Then asked: "Do you need anything else?"

"One set is enough, and there are spare toothbrushes and towels at home."

Before leaving, Yang Zhenhua said: "There are butter biscuits in the drawer of the coffee table. If you are hungry, you can eat a few, but remember—"

Yang Jiayou raised his face and smiled, rushing to say, "Brush your teeth!"

Yang Zhenhua showed a gratified smile and gave a thumbs up, "Yes."

After comforting his son, Yang Zhenhua finally breathed a sigh of relief. He took his pajamas and explained some precautions to Xu Li, emphasizing again and again: "Uncle will send you to school tomorrow morning, sleep peacefully first, don't think too much."

Xu Li nodded. At this time, his homework was almost finished.