【Tea cloth ABO】feeding bottle, report and rose

Perhaps it was the words of his mother whom he had not seen for a long time that played a role. After coming out of the cemetery, Bugarati did not drive the car on the road but drove into the village.

The declining fishing village in the past has now been redeveloped by the revitalization of the tourism industry. The main street is lined with various local restaurants and specialty souvenir shops for tourists.The fishing village is not big. Although the avenue houses have undergone several renovations, there are only a few main roads. Bugarati drove around for a while and came to a residential area near the sea.

Similar to the scenery seen by Apache on the mountain road, the houses in the residential area are painted colorfully, and tourists are taking pictures in the distance.

Bugarati parked the car in front of an inconspicuous small bungalow in the corner.The walls are mottled, the courtyard is in decline, and the slumped appearance contrasts strongly with the surrounding environment.

Apache turned his head and looked at the man in the driver's seat in front of him. He had already turned off the car, put his hands on the steering wheel and stared out the window in a daze.

"Since you're here, let's go back and have a look."

Bugarati turned his head when he heard the words, and Apache was looking at him.

"A building is alive, and it will be happy if the owner returns."

The furnishing inside the house looks more shabby, but it is very clean.The two children also seemed to be here for the first time. The boys showed great curiosity about the pizza oven made of bricks in the kitchen.

"It's the same as the ones in the restaurant!" Mista stretched out his hand to grab the charcoal inside, making his hands covered with dust, and it was pitch black.

"Stop playing, it's too gray." Apaki coughed and walked over to pull away the two boys who were choked to tears by the raised plant ash.He tried to turn on the kitchen water pipe, and after a period of brown rusty liquid flowed out of the dry pipe, he could no longer squeeze out anything.

"It's been a long time since I paid the water bill." Bugarati came over, and looked down at the two little cats who sneaked behind Apache. "There is a well in the backyard, and you can fetch water."

The world in the backyard is obviously more popular with children.Because there was no one to take care of it all year round, a lot of vegetation, vegetables and fruits in the yard died, but those that survived grew unscrupulously because they adapted to the new environment.The kids scurry under the zucchini that's crawling all over the yard in an almost vine-like state, surprisingly still fruiting after all these years.Naranja held the fruit she picked with Mista and showed it to Bugarati and Apagi who were drawing water from the well.Bugarati picked out a good-looking one and took a bite.

"It's okay." He looked at the green fruits and vegetables in his hands in surprise.

"Don't underestimate the vitality of plants." Apaki grabbed Naranja and squatted by the well to wash the boy's hands, then turned his head and shouted at Mista who was still exploring in the yard, "Mista! Come here and wash your hands! "

The boy hurried over with his heart in his hand and stretched out his hand to show the adults: "Apaki! Look, I caught a snail without a shell!"

"It's a slug." The silver-haired man let go of Naranja who had washed his hands, and the little boy ran to Bugarati for zucchini immediately.

"Throw it away and come wash your hands."

"But I want to keep it."

"You might as well raise a snail." Bugarati picked up Naranja and let the boy sit on his lap and gnawed on the zucchini. "This is a pest that only eats crops."

"I'll dig a pond for you and Naranja at the back of the yard, let alone slugs, you can raise frogs." Apaki pinched the slug in Mista's hand and threw it back to the ground.

"Really?" the boy asked excitedly. "Are you going to dig a pond in your yard? In our yard!"

"Of course, have I lied to you?" Apache said, grabbing the boy's hand and pressing it into the bucket.

"My God! Then I will definitely invite all my friends to come to our house to play! Our house is going to have a pond!"

"Will that attract mosquitoes?" Bugarati listened to him, and softly raised his concerns to Apache.

Alpha shook his head: "The ecological pond will have its own purification ability. If there are frogs, there will be no mosquitoes. My original idea was to divide the garden function into two, and the porch part belongs to you for leisure purposes. The green part For children, ponds and wooden rockeries can attract a large number of small insects and small animals, and they will spontaneously form a garden ecosystem, which will be a very good place for children to entertain and educate."

"Boob, I want a pond!" Naranja said with her cheeks full, raising her head.

"I want it too!" Mista also ran to Bugarati and hugged his arm.

Omega sighed helplessly: "I didn't say I wouldn't do it for you."

Back in the house, Bugarati entered the room and started cleaning, and Apache accompanied him.Because the sea is outside the house, the two boys couldn't stand it and kept arguing to go out to play. Omega found two small buckets and a small shovel from the corner of the kitchen and told them not to run too far.

The weather was fine today. Bugarati took out the bedding and blankets in the cabinet and picked them out. Throwing away the rotten ones, the good ones were taken to the backyard with Apache to clean them up.

Washing the blankets was a lot of work, even for the two of them big men.A hand-washed blanket that has soaked up water can weigh as much as a sack of potatoes.What's more, they still have to engage in primitive work of drawing water from wells.

The old wooden wheels turned and made a "squeaky" sound. These old-fashioned purely mechanical objects can surprisingly last for a long time.Bugarati suddenly realized that this was the first time he and Apache did simple housework together.

The young Alpha doesn't talk much, and even though it's late autumn, the Mediterranean sun is still scorching hot.Apache took off his baseball uniform, rolled up the sleeves of his sweater, and was standing by the well drawing water.His exposed skin was shockingly white, and the muscles in his forearms were tense as they strained.Bugarati looked down at his hands again, and couldn't help cursing why Apache was so much whiter than himself.

Apaki poured the water into the wooden basin, and turned around to find that Buccarati was staring at his hands in a daze. Alpha quickly squatted over and asked eagerly: "What's the matter? Is it the soapy water that stimulated the water left a few days ago?" Does your wound hurt?"

Bugarati came back to his senses and shook his head at Apache: "It's okay, that's already done."

The other party didn't seem to believe it, and stretched out his hand to see Bugarati's palm. When Bugarati saw it, he couldn't help laughing and said, "It's not that I was hacked, why did I lie to you?"

"Then don't wash it, go sit in the living room." Apaki couldn't grasp the hand hidden behind Bugarati's back, and spoke sullenly.

"Aren't you happy?" Seeing this, Bugarati asked next to Apache who was sitting on the side rubbing the blanket again, "Did I make you unhappy?"

The young man wiped the silver hair falling in front of his eyes with the back of his hand, and Apaki watched the transparent foam on the washboard become colorful and dazzling under the sunlight, and then burst and disappeared quickly.

"Don't wash it, it's my job."

This is obviously sulking.Bugarati looked at Alpha's drooping beautiful heterochromatic pupils, and suddenly stretched out a finger to wipe Apaki's forehead.

The people around were taken aback by his sudden action, like a frightened big lion.Bugarati couldn't help but feel even more ridiculous.

"Look," he stretched out his fingers to let the other party see the small rub of soap foam left on his fingertips, "it's as white as your eyebrows."

Apaki didn't know what to do, he looked down at the white soap bubbles and at Bugarati in front of him.

"You look like this, it's not scary to be angry at all." Bugarati tilted his head and said.

"I'm not angry." Apache turned around and continued rubbing the blanket.

"You are as white as a plaster statue, and you can bluff people at first, but now you see that even Gedo is not afraid of you."

"What about Mr. Bugarati? Will Mr. Bugarati be angry?"

"Me? I won't be angry."

Apaki couldn't help laughing and said: "But I think Mista seems to be quite afraid of you."

"That's because he is not good, and I scold him for being bad. I usually have a good temper."

"Then why would Mr. Bugarati be angry?"

They sat side by side washing blankets, the sound of water was endless, and the air was full of the fragrance of saponins.

"Your question is so strange, I need to think about it."

"Will you be angry if I kiss you?"

He stopped what he was doing, and his thoughts were distracted for a moment.The sound of washing in my ears also disappeared, and the quiet yard could hear water drops from fingertips falling to the ground.

"Is it... a face-to-face gift?" He didn't know how long it had passed, but Bugarati turned his head and looked at Apache with a smile, who was staring at him expressionlessly.

"Yes," so Apache also laughed, "it's a kiss."

The washed fabrics were hung up in the yard. Thanks to Apache's strength, Bugarati praised him as a dryer when twisting the blankets.They didn't mention a word of what they just talked about just as they had agreed, and it was as if nothing had happened.

Back in the house, Apache wanted to boil water for Bugarati to drink, but unfortunately the gas was gone. Omega found two bottles of mineral water from the trunk of the car and handed them over.

They sat on the sofa together, Bugarati knelt on the cushion and looked out the window, while Naranga and Mista were playing with sand on the beach not far away.Apaki saw that Mista seemed to be building a castle, but there was no prototype yet, and Naranja happily went to help his brother bail out seawater.

"Sometimes I think it's good to live in my hometown." Bugarati said, "The sea here and the sky here are invisible to other places."

"Then why didn't you come back, sir?" Apaki poured down the mineral water and looked at him on the back of the sofa.

"Because if you think about it, it still doesn't work." Bugarati smiled and turned to sit back. "The medical care and education here are not as good as those in Naples. Young people like to go out, and they don't want to go back after seeing the scenery of big cities. Home. What a great big city, the best companies, the best schools, the best hospitals, the best shopping malls... many of them are not available in small villages. But people, once they get these best In the future, I will start yearning for a natural life with nothing, and I will start to be stupid again, thinking that the life of slash-and-burn farming is only poetic and picturesque.”

While listening, Apaki stretched out his hand to untie the rubber band tied behind his head and scratched his loose long hair.

"So... what stage is Mr. Bucciarati at now?"

"Me? I should still be at the stage where I don't want to come back."

"But you're back now." Apache said, looking at the empty house, "You also cleaned the room, and we washed the blankets together."

"This is short-lived!" Bugarati unscrewed the bottle cap vigorously and drank most of the bottle of water in one breath, "I still want to go back."

"A brief escape?"

Omega turned his head, Alpha was looking at him: "Are you happy now?"

They stared at each other, and Apache's eyes were so beautiful, especially when he was looking at someone seriously.Bugarati felt his heart was beating fast, something was wrong.So he took the lead in turning his gaze to the clock on the wall, and the pointer was pointing even more wrongly. Only then did he realize that the clock should have been out of power long ago.

"A person's life is not defined by happiness or unhappiness." Bugarati took out his mobile phone from his pocket to check the time, but unfortunately saw three unread work text messages.

Bastard Diablo, I won't let Halloween go.

He scolded the boss fiercely in his heart, and instead of clicking on the message, he turned off the screen again and put the phone back in his pocket.

"I left my hometown for Naples when I was a teenager. Although everyone is more inclined to flee to the north or go directly abroad, I had no money at that time. Naples is the closest big city to us." Bugara Ti recalled, "When I first entered the society, I was much younger than you. It was miserable. I couldn't find a job, and no one wanted me. Finally, I found a restaurant to help as an illegal worker in the back kitchen. Every time the police came to investigate I'm still going to sneak out the back door until I'm 16."

Bugarati said, turning his head and smiling at Apache: "So you always say that my cooking is delicious, but I have practiced it!" After speaking, Omega lowered his head again and held the mineral water bottle in his hand He continued softly, "I haven't read much, and I don't understand a lot of things. Most of the people in the kitchen are Alphas who bully me when I'm young and Omega. They always target me, and even once... Anyway, I got angry later , beat up all those people who bullied me. Anyway, because of this incident, I couldn’t stay in that restaurant any longer.”

"What are you doing in that kind of place!" Apache was very angry when he heard that, and couldn't help but growl.There are still people in this world who would bully Mr. Bucciarati? !Such a gentle and nice Mr. Bucciarati...it is too late for him to love.

"It's okay, it's okay." Omega smiled quickly and reached out to pat Alpha's shoulder to try to calm him down. "They didn't treat me like this. Although I haven't read much, I'm not stupid."

"The main reason is that I was too young at that time. I had a bad temper when I was young, and I... didn't have parents to teach me well, so I also bumped into walls in society a few times."

Apache thought of Mr. Bugarati's mother whom he met in the cemetery in the morning. The sense of distance between mother and son was really surprising.Although Apache was born in a dual-career family, he is also lonely on weekdays.But after get off work, his parents will still give him infinite love to make up for the loss during the day, so he also thinks from the bottom of his heart that he has a relatively perfect family.

But today he saw the year of death engraved on Mr. Bugarati's father's tombstone. Besides, Mr. Bugarati went out to make a living when he was less than 16 years old, so his father would have died earlier.Apaki doesn't know what kind of past Mr. Bugarati has experienced, but he can only hope for the future. At least he is confident that Mr. Bugarati will not experience these pains again.

Alpha stretched out his hand, this time he didn't hesitate any longer but directly clenched his Mr. Bugarati.

Bugarati was obviously a little shocked by Apache's move. Omega froze, but he instinctively didn't show any rejection.Apache's palm is very warm, even a little hot and sweaty. This young college student must be very nervous, right?Thinking of this, Bugarati couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"But I am living a good life now. After all, it is impossible for a person to be unlucky all his life. Extreme bad luck and extreme good luck are equally rare. After that, I met my current boss, although Diablo is also a Big bastard, but he is a good paid big bastard anyway. Because I was the first batch of employees he hired, so I am still the elder of our company."

"I don't seem to have heard much about my work from my husband." Apaki held Bugarati's hand, his heart beating a little too fast, "I always think that Mr. Bugarati is very busy, and I have seen him several times. You are still working at home after work and at night."

"So Diablo is a big bastard." Scolding the boss can always make employees excited, Bugarati immediately began to complain, "The later this bastard is, the more he refuses to come to work, but there are a lot of bad things. Another bunch! When I think about it, I’m going to have a meeting! My own people don’t come, and I have to hold a video conference. A lot of people sit in the meeting room and watch him on the small screen. I really want to give him a bouquet of chrysanthemums.”

"Has Mr. Bugarati thought about resigning?"

Omega sighed, and his shoulders slumped: "It's true that I can't help myself, especially when I was... and Gedo."

Apache was shocked: Here we come!Mr. Bucciarati is about to talk!

"You don't know, I was still living in the company's dormitory at that time, and my roommate in the same dormitory was Proxiet. Do you remember him? I should have mentioned him to you. In the beginning, the two of us raised Gedo together, Although he complained every day that I was out of my mind and brought such a brat back, but... But Gedo was only so young at that time, how could I ignore him?" Bugarati gestured while talking, as if Mista is still in his arms, "But it did cause trouble for other people, so I moved out later. With children and paying rent, I was completely eaten by Diablo Dead. This bastard even said something like 'everyone can give me a resignation letter, but it's impossible for Bugarati'! But the funny thing is, since Proxiet and I have been raising together for half a year Gedo, even though he married Risut later, he became a complete dinkist hahaha..."

Buccarati laughed while talking, but Apache couldn't laugh, and Alpha continued to ask worriedly: "What about after moving out? Aren't you working harder!"

"Well... I struggled with it for a week, but finally couldn't hold it anymore. The main reason is that I can't keep a small one like Gedo at home, but it's too troublesome to take it with me to work. So I called my mother later. Telephone."

"Mr. Bugarati's mother...seems to be a very gentle person." Apaki said tentatively.

"Yes, she is a very gentle and beautiful person." Bugarati replied softly, "My parents... divorced very early, I did not choose to go to the big city with her, but in my memory she has always been A very good mother."

Aware of the sadness in Buccarati's heart, Apaki couldn't help tightening his grip on the opponent's palm.

"Mr. Bucciarati is also a very good father!"

Bugarati raised his head and looked into Apache's eyes. The young college student was excitedly explaining the hidden words in his heart: "Perhaps your parents have not been with you for a long time, but your mother's tenderness You are kind and considerate, your father's fortitude and tenacity have deeply affected you, and you can find countless bright spots in you! Mr. Bugarati, you may feel that you have many shortcomings, but As you said, there is no true happiness or unhappiness in the world, and no one is truly perfect or imperfect. In my heart, I hope that I can be a person who can accommodate all your strengths and weaknesses..."

"Boob!"

The two of them withdrew their clasped hands like an electric shock, Bugara stood up and walked quickly to the door as usual: "What's the matter? Naranga."

"Bruno, go and see! There are many hills and hills in the sea outside, and there are many people here!" Mista also rushed into the house.

Bugarati glanced out a few times: "Ah, it's low tide. Those people should all go to catch sea oysters."

"Wow! Catch the sea!" Nalanja shouted excitedly, "I want to go to the sea too!"

"Little guy, do you know what chasing the sea is?"

Apaki walked over with a smile, and Bugarati felt the body temperature from the man behind him, and his cheeks began to burn red inexplicably.

"I don't know, but I want to go!" Nalanja grabbed Apache's big hand.

"I want to go too!" Mista said, "I also want to go oyster hunting! Bruno, shall we have oysters at night?"

"Okay." Bugarati replied with a smile, "but we have to wear gloves. Fishing oysters is boring and easy to get injured."

Most of the people who came to catch the sea were nearby villagers. Many of them had met when they were in the cemetery, and a few of them had probably been mentioned by people who came back.But when they really saw Apache following Bucgarati, everyone couldn't help but secretly looked at this young Alpha in private.

Bugarati greeted the people on the road one by one, but kept leading the children behind him.Even though he has not returned here for a long time, he is still very familiar with the terrain in this area.He took Apache to a reef beach away from the crowd. The reef eroded by seawater all year round was covered with oysters and barnacles, and the sharp shell fragments could cut people if they were not careful. Omega carefully pulled the children up, and Mista reached out to snap the shells around him that were attached to the stones, but couldn't snap them off.

"Gedo, be careful of scratching your hands." Bugarati handed the children a small bucket, "you need to use a tool to pry it up."

As expected of a professional, Bugarati inserted the dagger into the tightly closed sea oyster shell and swiped left and right twice, seemingly taking out the sea oyster meat very easily.

"You can eat it straight or squeeze a lemon. But we don't have any lemons right now."

Mista's eyes lit up, looking forward to trying the taste of fresh sea oysters, but Bugarati threw the small piece of soft meat into his mouth with his fingertips.

"Apaki!" The boy pointed at his father who was laughing and crying, turned his head and complained loudly to the other person.

Alpha sighed, and he nimbly crossed the pool from the reef on the other side to the boy: "Mr. Bugarati..." The helpless tone seemed to be that he was the oldest person here.

The named instigator swiftly pried open several sea oysters, and he raised the sea oyster meat with shells on it and handed it to the standing college students.

Apaki took the oyster and pinched it with his fingertips, and Bugarati stood up expectantly and urged: "Eat it directly, eat it directly."

The soft invertebrate tastes great, but the bitter sea water mixed with fine sand also adds a unique flavor.Apache looked at the black-haired man in front of him like a seagull nurturing a baby bird, and put the sea oyster meat he picked one by one into the mouths of two little boys who opened their mouths and waited for food.At the same time, flocks of seagulls flew over the sea level in the distance, screaming and piercing the sky.

"What are you looking at?"

Omega suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the boys started to pry oysters by themselves.Apache felt that his face was hot, so he quickly squatted down to hide and lowered his head to deal with the oyster field under his feet.

"Nothing, I'm watching seagulls."

"Huh?" Bugarati looked in the direction of his line of sight, and the setting sun in the distance had already begun to set, dyeing the blue sea with crimson golden light from far to near.

"That's not a seagull, it's a black-tailed gull." Bugarati said, "The black-tailed gull calls 'nyanya'."

Hearing this, Apache raised his head and looked at the person in front of him, Omega turned around and looked back at him.The seabirds in the distance are still singing tirelessly, the afterglow of the setting sun is watering the whole beach, the sea breeze is blowing on the body, it is a bit cold, it is the breath of the salty and wet sea, and the wind is mixed with the planting on the hillside not far away The fragrance of the lemon tree.Apaki suddenly remembered that day, the private property he had inadvertently trespassed, the sea salt lemonade he smelled at that moment.

It turned out that it was the smell of Mr. Bucciarati, and it was also a memory he cherished deep in his heart.

Omega laughed suddenly, he still held a piece of sea oyster meat between his fingertips, just like he teased the two boys just now, he dangled this small piece of mollusk in front of Alpha's eyes.

"Want to eat?"

-TBC-