little stutter

Cao Ji went to dance class again in the afternoon, and finally gave Cheng Xin and Chen Xin peace.Although the two of them can't do anything when they are alone, Cheng Xin still likes this state. Without the presence of a third person, Chen Xin also seems more comfortable and talks more, such as talking about the military, sports, etc. that they both like. Topic, Cheng Xin took the opportunity to touch his head and pinch his neck, and he didn't worry about a third pair of eyes watching him.

The days passed like sand between fingers, and in the blink of an eye, Chen Xin came to Cheng Xin's house for half a month.This should be the most comfortable and comfortable life for Chen Xin in his life. He doesn't have to do any work, sleeps well and eats well every day, and eats almost all the good things. After such a long time, Chen Xin can't help but feel There was a sense of trance, as if such a day was like a dream, which faintly made him feel a little uneasy.

This day, Chen Xin said to Cheng Xin: "Can you lend me your mobile phone to call me?"

Cheng Xin said: "Why do you still ask me, just call me. You know the password."

Chen Xin took his mobile phone and dialed grandma's number. After a while, he hung up the phone: "Cheng Xin, I, I want to go back for two days."

Cheng Xin became nervous: "What's the matter?" Don't you feel at ease staying here?

"At home, I need to harvest rice. I, go back and help grandma." Chen Xin planted two acres of rice for one season at home, and now it's almost time to harvest.

Cheng Xin heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at him curiously: "How?"

"Use a harvesting and harvesting machine." Chen Xin's family is full of old, weak, sick and disabled. Even if he is at home, he can't harvest rice manually, because he can't move the rice thresher, so he can only hire a harvester to harvest. The harvester is finished. Rice had to be moved home by herself. Grandma was old and couldn't bear the heavy burden. Every time she moved rice, she was exhausted. If Chen Xin was at home, both grandparents and grandchildren could work together to carry it together, so Chen Xin had to go home now.

"Oh, I haven't seen rice harvesting yet, I'll go with you." Cheng Xin immediately asked to go.

"Don't, don't, I'll go back by myself." It's already August, and the house is too hot, he doesn't understand why Cheng Xin likes to run to his house so much, isn't it too hot?

Cheng Xin said: "Your teacher is gone, what can I do at home? I promised Xixi that I would pick him up to play in the city for a few days. Now that I said it, I can't break my promise."

Chen Xin quickly waved her hand, and said very firmly: "Don't, don't." After picking up Chen Xi, he was going to send him back, so don't worry about it.

Cheng Xin understood the reason for his refusal in no time: "It's okay, just ask Uncle Liu to see you off."

Chen Xin could only protest by being silent. He thought Cheng Xin was capricious, he just let his own temper go, and he was not afraid to trouble others.When eating in the evening, Cheng Yiyuan came back very rarely. Chen Xin stammered and told Cheng Yiyuan that he would go back for a few days. In fact, he was also Cheng Xin's tutor.

Cheng Yiyuan was very satisfied with Chen Xin's performance during this period. Since when has his wild horse been so obedient, he has been studying quietly at home for half a month. Now he heard that he is going home: "Oh, there is something at home. ? Does it matter?"

Chen Xin shook his head. Before he could speak, Cheng Xin rushed to answer for him: "He's going home to help grandma harvest rice. Dad, I'm going to the countryside for two days too."

Cheng Yiyuan looked at Chen Xin with some surprise. How old is this child? He is so thin, and he has to go home to help with farm work. He is so sensible: "Then Xiao Chen, go back and come back when you are done. Cheng Xin, don't go." , your mother will come back tomorrow."

Cheng Xin was a little surprised: "She's back?"

Cheng Yiyuan nodded: "Do you want to live with her for a few days?"

Cheng Xin lacked interest, poked the rice in the bowl with his chopsticks: "Let's talk."

Chen Xin has always been a little curious about Cheng Xin's mother. She has never seen her at home, nor heard Cheng Xin mention her. Now, listening to the conversation between father and son, it seems that his father and his mother have separated a long time ago. If they don't go home, Cheng Xin needs to stay with her for a few days.

Cheng Yiyuan nodded: "You decide for yourself."

In the evening, Cheng Xin's mood was not very high, because the thought of being separated from Chen Xin for a few days made him lose energy.Instead of practicing, he took out Chen Xin's family copybook to practice calligraphy. After two or three months of practice, his calligraphy finally improved a little, and it was no longer crooked and unstructured as before.

Chen Xin was watching "One Hundred Years of Solitude" on the sidelines. Cheng Xin's study was like a small library, filled with hardcover editions of world classics, and most of them were brand new, without even tearing off the wrapping film on the outside of the books.Cheng Xin finally admitted that he hadn't read most of these books, only a small part of the adventure stories, and Chen Xin felt that he was simply reckless.Facing so many books, Chen Xin felt as happy as Mickey Mouse falling into a rice vat.The study room is usually used by the two of them. Cheng Yiyuan seldom comes back to work, and sometimes it is too late to use the study room when he comes back. Chen Xin and the others have already retreated to their room.

Cheng Xin practiced two words and put down his pen: "I can't accompany you back tomorrow, let Uncle Liu take you back."

When Chen Xin heard this, she quickly put down the book and waved her hands: "Don't, don't, I'll take the car by myself." He didn't dare to make such a big show, and asked Driver Liu to take him back.

Cheng Xin knew that this was not realistic, so he didn't insist: "When you come back, bring Xixi along, I promised him, I can't break my promise."

Chen Xin didn't promise him, he always kept his promise, and he had to do what he promised: "No, it's inconvenient."

Cheng Xin looked at him, then nodded, and said, "Okay, I'll talk about it later." I'll pick him up when school starts soon, and Chen Xin will go back with him when he goes back.

There was a knock on the study door, and both of them turned their heads to look at the door. Cheng Yiyuan pushed the door open and came in. Cheng Xin stood up and said, "Do you want to use the study?" He was going to go out with Chen Xin.

"No. I'll just come over and take a look." Cheng Yiyuan walked to the desk, saw the worn-out copybook on the desk, couldn't help but flip through it, and there were still the words copied by Cheng Xin in it. He picked it up and looked at it. Looking at his son, "You wrote this?"

"Oh." Cheng Xin responded.

Cheng Yiyuan asked: "What about your writing recently, let me see if it has improved?"

Cheng Xin reluctantly pushed his exercise book over, because he was getting old, and his father had to check his homework.Cheng Yiyuan opened the notebook and took a look. Cheng Xin's handwriting was still not very good-looking, but it had made great progress compared to before. At least there was a structure. His attention was quickly attracted by another handwriting, which was proofreading homework. The content of the writing is bold and chic, with sophisticated brushstrokes: "Who wrote this word?" He guessed it, but he seemed a little unconvinced that such a weak child could write such strong words?

Chen Xin whispered, "Me."

Cheng Xin felt a sense of pride: "Chen Xin's handwriting is beautiful, isn't it?"

Cheng Yiyuan couldn't help looking at Chen Xin twice, and nodded: "Very good, I really can't tell. Can you write calligraphy besides hard-tipped calligraphy?" When he said this, his usually serious face showed a little gentleness for no reason. Come.

Chen Xin nodded: "A little bit. It's been a long time since I wrote."

"That's right, people with good handwriting are promising, Cheng Xin, learn from Chen Xin." When Cheng Yiyuan praised Chen Xin, he didn't forget to belittle his son. So similar, yet so different, it really makes him ashamed as a father.

Chen Xin was embarrassed by Cheng Yiyuan's words, and secretly glanced at Cheng Xin, for fear that he would get angry, but Cheng Xin was not annoyed at all, and still laughed: "I know, isn't this just learning?"

Cheng Yiyuan said: "It's good to know. Xiao Chen, write a few brush characters next time and show it to uncle."

Chen Xin nodded quickly: "Okay." He also practiced brush calligraphy since he was a child, but he hasn't written for a long time.

Cheng Yiyuan handed a kraft paper envelope to Chen Xin: "Xiao Chen has been at our house for half a month. You are going back tomorrow. Uncle will pay you the salary for this half month first."

When Chen Xin heard this, she quickly waved her hands: "No, no, no, uncle, I, I can't have it."

Cheng Yiyuan looked at him: "Why don't you? Although I'm not at home during this time, I know your hard work. Cheng Xin has indeed made a lot of progress." Leaving aside the grades, at least he is willing to work hard. , I can still bear my temper to do one thing, which shows that my son is mature and sensible.

Chen Xin lowered her head and said, "I, during this period of time, I also received, received help from Cheng Xin, and learned, learned a lot." Here, I eat delicious food and drink spicy food every day, and I can also get in touch with so many new things. It is really beneficial to broaden my horizons every day.

Cheng Yiyuan laughed: "What do you learn? It's the added value you generate in the process of work. It's like I invite an employee to work. He has learned a lot at work, but I can't just stop paying him. Right? Uncle is a businessman, and the most important thing in business is to keep your word Child. Take it now."

Chen Xin has never been in contact with the world of adults, especially when dealing with successful people like Cheng Yiyuan, and was taken aback by his words.Cheng Xin took it for him from the side and stuffed it into his hand: "Take it, this is what we agreed before, and you must be honest."

Chen Xin had no choice but to hold the envelope passively. In front of Cheng Xin and his son, he was embarrassed to open the envelope.But when he opened it, he regretted it. The thick stack of brand new hundred-yuan bills inside made him feel hot. There were as much as 5000 yuan. I don't know how Cheng Xin's father calculated it.

He hurried to the next door and knocked on Cheng Xin's door. Cheng Xin was about to take a shower. His shirt had been taken off, revealing his firm and well-proportioned pectoral muscles and shallow abdominal muscles. A bit of black pubic hair was exposed.Chen Xin took a look, then quickly raised his eyes to meet Cheng Xin's, and found that Cheng Xin's smile was a bit narrow, Chen Xin blushed inexplicably, mainly because of the money, of course, he grabbed Cheng Xin's hand and put the envelope in the In his hand: "This, this is for you. I don't want it."

Cheng Xin looked at the envelope: "What are you doing for me?"

Chen Xin seemed to be frightened: "Too, too much."

Cheng Xin pinched the envelope in his hand, and he probably knew it: "How much? 5000?"

Chen Xin lowered her thick eyelids and nodded.Cheng Xin laughed, grabbed Chen Xin's hand, dragged him into his room, and sat on his bed.Chen Xin looked at him puzzled and uneasily. Cheng Xin didn't wear any clothes, and didn't unzip his pants. He took the phone and sat down on the floor in front of Chen Xin. Then he turned on the phone, found the calculator, and started counting numbers. : "Let's do the math. You work at least 7 hours a day, and you work for 15 days. The total is 5000 yuan, which is about 47.6 yuan per hour. And you must know that I am looking for a teacher at school to make up for me. It costs 150 yuan per hour. Even if I invite college students to teach, it will cost at least 80 yuan per hour. Tell me, is your salary high? Just don’t blame my dad for paying less.”

Chen Xin has never made up lessons before, doesn't know what the market is, and feels that he is not worth so much money at all. He just argues: "Hugh, I took a break for two days. I will eat and live at your house."

Cheng Xin smiled, raised his arm and flicked affectionately on Chen Xin's forehead: "You are quite fussy. Are you so active in contributing to mankind?"

Chen Xin frowned: "But, but we are friends, we should, should help you." Cheng Xin has helped him so much, and if he does a little favor himself and still charges money, his conscience will be condemned.

Cheng Xin smiled: "Yes, because you are a friend, you will come to my house to give me tutoring regardless of your vacation, and accompany me from morning to night. Go and ask where there is such a good tutor. We The money I gave you is not a high price, it is a friendship price you gave me. Well, don’t think too much about it, you keep the money, if you feel sorry, then you can come back from home early.” After finishing speaking, he lay on his back He got down, with a smile on his lips, and squinted at Chen Xin from bottom to top. His limbs were spread wide, his upper limbs stretched upwards, and more pubic hair under his underwear was exposed.

Chen Xin was condescending, and saw all his movements in his eyes. His eyes swept over his abdomen, feeling a little ashamed for no reason, so he quickly turned his eyes away.

After stretching, Cheng Xin sat up from the ground, and stuffed the envelope into Chen Xin's hand: "Okay, go back to the room quickly, I'm going to take a shower." He didn't send Chen Xin back, and went straight to the bathroom.

When he came out of the shower, he found the envelope lying quietly on his bed. He shook his head, what a stubborn little thing.Cheng Xin called Fang Jun with his mobile phone, explained the reason, and then took the envelope and went to the next door. Chen Xin had already taken a shower and was about to do laundry.

Cheng Xin said: "Pick up the phone, brother Jun will have a few words with you."

Chen Xin took it with some confusion: "Fang, teacher?"

Fang Juan's voice sounded from the other end: "Chen Xin, I heard that you don't want Cheng Xin's tuition fee, right? If you give it to you, take it. You deserve it. I was the one who recommended you to my uncle. The teacher believes in your ability, and your uncle also recognizes your ability."

Chen Xin was still a little uneasy: "I, I can't. Cheng Xin is right, I'm fine, and I should help him."

Fang Juan tried a few more words of persuasion, but Chen Xin was still hesitant.

"Chen Xin, I'm Teacher Zhou." The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly changed, and before Chen Xin could reply, Zhou Song said, "I'll tell you, I'll take it for you, this is your labor income , not stealing or grabbing, being able to earn this money proves that you are capable, and others can't earn it if they want to earn it."

"Teacher Zhou." Chen Xin called out, he was very surprised, why is Teacher Zhou and Teacher Fang together?

When Cheng Xin heard this, he pricked up his ears. Why was it replaced by Zhou Song again? He glanced at the wall clock on the wall, it was [-]:[-], what are the two of them doing together so late.

Zhou Song continued: "Don't just call me, do you understand what I said? If I give it to you, I will keep it, and it will be like robbing the rich and helping the poor."

Chen Xin couldn't help laughing when she heard the words "robbing the rich and helping the poor", and even said "oh".

Zhou Song said: "That means agreeing, right? Don't think too much about it. You have a good relationship with Cheng Xin. That's your relationship with him. Just give them all. The money is what his parents should give, and it's you." Earn it cleanly, exchange labor and time, and hold it with peace of mind.”

Chen Xin finally made a decision: "Okay. Thank you, teacher!"