Little Wolf Cub of the Ginger Demon King

Taking advantage of the college entrance examination days without going to school, Jiang Lai sorted out all the drawing books.

Except for the three books full of teenagers, he plans to keep them, and he plans to throw away the others.

Before going to bed, Chi Xiaohong went to throw out the garbage, and Jiang Lai was busy helping the grandmother adjust the height of the wheelchair, and asked Chi Xiaohong to help herself throw all the trash that could be thrown into the trash can at the entrance of the alley.

As a result, Chi Xiaohong didn't pay attention to Jiang Lai's classification, and lost the three picture books together.

By the time Jiang Lai realized it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and it was only half an hour before the garbage truck came to collect the garbage.

Jiang Lai took off his shoes and ran towards the entrance of the alley. Fortunately, the old neighbors have been actively participating in garbage sorting recently. The trash can that Chi Xiaohong threw away was full of recyclable things, and there was nothing soupy.

With a flashlight in his mouth, Jiang Lai opened the trash can and began to rummage through it. Whose rags, plush toys, and tennis rackets were all found, but he didn't have his three notebooks.

Jiang Lai was so anxious that he was sweating all over. It wasn't that he didn't care about those few paintings. He had always drawn one after another since he was a child.There is a sketch that was made up by the brain based on the memory of the bath together. If someone sees it... it's not good.

Bei Xiaowu came out of the self-study room and spent a while alone in the small square. He calculated the savings in his hand and planned the cost of going to the auto repair school. As he was walking back, he saw a person wearing shorts and a white T-shirt. Her legs are long and slender like a big girl, she doesn't look like a scavenger but half of her body is in the trash can, a little curious.

He walked towards that person step by step, and felt a familiar breath when he got close to him.

"Jiang Lai...brother?" Bei Xiaowu asked tentatively.

"Ah?" Jiang Lai let go of the trash can, and with a clang, the flashlight fell into the bucket, and he stood up nervously.

The two stood facing each other, speechless for a while.

After a while, Bei Xiaowu suddenly burst out laughing. He stepped forward and raised his hand to remove a light-colored wool from the top of Jiang Lai's hair, "Why are you here?"

"Oh," Jiang Lai scratched his hair in embarrassment, thinking how to drive people home first, "You go back first, I'll find something."

"What?" Bei Xiaowu asked.

Jiang Lai smiled embarrassingly: "Well...that's...well, that painting is lost. I'll look for it. It's nothing to do with you. You can go back first."

Bei Xiaowu lifted his schoolbag up, squeezed his smile, and nodded, "That's fine, you continue."

With his hands behind his back, Jiang Lai held a Pikachu with a broken tail in his hand, watching Bei Xiaowu disappear into the depths of the alley.

"It's over!" Jiang Lai was a little angry, angry that he was lazy and didn't throw things himself, and also angry that he met Bei Xiaowu in such a mess.

Bei Xiaowu kept smiling, stepped into the house, and washed his hands in the yard.Seeing that the light in Jiang Lai's room was still on, he approached unconsciously step by step.

He unzipped his schoolbag and took out something from it. His expression was a bit indescribable. After putting it down, he quickly turned and returned to his room.

Jiang Lai stood in front of the last kitchen waste bin, and was making up his mind whether to look through it or not.

After a few rounds, he thought, if it was unfortunate that Xiaohong threw the picture book into this bucket, it would have been stained with red soup and rotten vegetables, and it probably didn't matter if he couldn't find it.

"Alas!" Jiang Lai was dejected, and quickly evacuated home empty-handed before the garbage truck arrived.

The light in Bei Xiaowu's room was very dim, probably because he was about to go to sleep and only turned on the one beside the bed.

Jiang Lai quickly went to the bathroom to take a shower, then went back to the room with a dazed expression and closed the door.

He turned on the desk lamp, his mind was clear anyway, and he wanted to take advantage of this freshness to do something, but when he lowered his head, he saw two drawing books neatly placed on the table.

Could it be that Chi Xiaohong didn't lose it, or did she misread it?

Jiang Lai couldn't believe it. When he opened it, he found that one was drawn earlier, and the whole book showed the young boy sleeping on the table.The other one was drawn recently, with all kinds of teenagers, in all poses and expressions.

Jiang Lai was a little relieved and hurriedly stuffed the two lost and recovered books into the drawer, and looked around for the third book.In fact, the third book is the key, all of them are bathroom-grade, misty and half-covered.

Jiang Lai came to his senses, bent over and searched under the table and the wire bed for a while, but found nothing in the end.

Could it be that Xiaohong only lost that one, but not the other two?

Jiang Lai felt uneasy, lay down on the bed sleepily, covered his head with a towel.

On the other hand, the bedside lamp dimmed a little more.Bei Xiaowu sat cross-legged on the bed, holding Jiang Lai's missing third picture book in his arms.

He was just curious, but he didn't expect to pick this up.

About an hour ago, when he came back from the study room, he saw Chi Xiaohong throwing trash from a distance.Looking at the large volumes and large volumes, it can be seen that Jiang Lai is regularly arranging the drawings.

Bei Xiaowu didn't pay much attention at first, and was about to turn to the small square, but heard three very crisp "dong dong dong" sounds from the trash can.When Bei Xiaowu turned his head, Chi Xiaohong had already clapped his hands and turned back to the alley.

Bei Xiaowu came to be curious, Jiang Lai has always treasured his picture books the most, and he would not even show them to him, let alone throw them away casually.He quickly turned back, opened the trash can and saw that there were three sketchbooks with exactly the same cover.

Bei Xiaowu bent down to pick it up, took it to the small square, and looked through it under the dim light.

Before, he thought that Jiang Lai's painting was Sun Jing sleeping on his stomach, but he didn't realize that Jiang Lai had been painting himself until after reading the next two books.

Especially the third book, he, a person who has never studied art and doesn't know how to appreciate it, praised it repeatedly. He observed it too carefully, and he didn't even miss that kind of place.

Bei Xiaowu turned another page, blushing inexplicably.

In one side of the pool, the boy's eyes reflected the shadow of the opposite person, the dark eyes were empty and firm, it was a very indescribable feeling.But Jiang Lai grasped it very well, and drew out all his thoughts at that time.

Looking at myself in the eyes of others, reviewing the scene and thoughts at that time, on the one hand, I am amazed at Jiang Lai's performance ability, on the other hand, I am amazed that all his thoughts can't escape Jiang Lai's eyes.

Bei Xiaowu swallowed dryly, just being so naked|naked|naked in the notebook, although he didn't feel offended, he had the illusion of dedicating himself to art, but there were some indescribable feelings , probably... shy?

Bei Xiaowu closed the drawing book and stuffed it under the pillow, narrowed his eyes, and subconsciously curled up the corners of his mouth.

After the college entrance examination, Jiang Lai immediately called Wang Yue.

Hearing that Wang Yue did well in the exam, Jiang Lai hurriedly congratulated him, and asked about the things he explained last time.In fact, he has always regretted disturbing Wang Yue with such things at the last time of his preparation for the exam.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yue didn't care, and replied with a smile: "I asked, my cousin said to look it up for me later."

It seemed that Wang Yue was really satisfied with his performance in the college entrance examination, and directly discussed about going to play during the summer vacation.

"When are you on holiday, I'll book the air tickets first." Wang Yue said.

Jiang Lai hadn't discussed it with Bei Xiaowu yet, so he didn't dare to make the decision, "Just wait a few more days."

Half a month later, the high school entrance examination was over, and Jiang Lai finally told Bei Xiaowu that he wanted to take him out to play.

Unexpectedly, Bei Xiaowu rebuffed straight away: "The auto repair school is very expensive, and the deposit is only so small, so I have to save money. I have already found a part-time job during the summer vacation."

"What?" Jiang Lai couldn't believe it, he thought that Bei Xiaowu would discuss everything with him.

"Brother Huang Mao introduced me to the job, doing odd jobs in a 4S shop."

After graduating, Huang Mao was hired by a 4S store as a salesperson. It is said that he got a commission of more than 1 yuan in the first month because of his eloquence.Now I don't envy and envy Toad anymore, but Toad envies him a little bit.

"I've already prepared the money for your schooling." On the surface, Jiang Lai didn't want the child to work hard, but actually he was a little jealous that he grew up beyond his expectations.

"That's your money." Bei Xiaowu smiled. He was no longer the kid who stuffed woven bags into Jianglai's motorcycle for a year, but a big boy over 180 tall with broad shoulders and a restrained smile.

"My money is your money." It was probably because Bei Xiaowu said that going to work a little stimulated Jiang Lai, and he actually noticed Bei Xiaowu's oppressive aura for the first time.

"Thank you!" Bei Xiaowu smiled, the little tiger's teeth were bright and white, which made Jiang Lai dazzle a little.

Bei Xiaowu went to Mrs. You's room. The first thing he did after the high school entrance examination was to tell his grandma that he had already signed up for a vocational school, and he would be able to work after two years of study, and he would not be able to go to his father's factory by then. inside.

But before he could open his mouth, he felt the gloomy atmosphere in the room.

Holding the phone in her hand, Chi Xiaohong no longer cried like before, but looked out the window with mottled tree shadows in her dull eyes.

Grandma You folded her hands on her chest, and when she saw Bei Xiaowu, she tried her best to raise her hand and nodded at Bei Xiaowu, and said vaguely: "Big... big deal... you, you marry Xiao Wu... that's it."

"Ah?" Bei Xiaowu was taken aback, glanced at Xiaohong, not knowing what grandma meant, and turned around quickly.

Coincidentally, when Jiang Lai entered the door, the two bumped into each other face to face.

"Ah!" Jiang Lai yelled, the bridge of his nose bumped against Bei Xiaowu's jaw, sore and painful tears were about to flow down.

"Or...or marry...Xiao...Xiao Lai!" Grandma You said angrily, "Where are... the two boys in our family, what are you afraid of?"

Chi Xiaohong, who had been dull all this time, blushed up to her ears when she heard Grandma You's words, and got up quickly, "Grandma, what are you talking about!"

"Yes, grandma, what did you say?" Jiang Lai smiled, rubbing his sore nose and sitting where Chi Xiaohong had just sat.

Mrs. You narrowed her eyes slightly, her chest swelled, and she sighed again and again: "I didn't... I didn't talk nonsense, Grandpa Xiaobei and I... were married at the age of 17..."

The room was suddenly silent, Jiang Lai looked at Bei Xiaowu and then at Chi Xiaohong, trying to hold back a laugh.

However, Bei Xiaowu realized that something was wrong, and gave Chi Xiaohong a wink to tell someone to come out.