The invulnerability of fast wear

Yin Song has always been a very careful person, and he prepared the souvenirs very solidly.

For the first time to see so many people outside the Yin family, he seemed very happy, but he still reservedly followed behind the doctor, politely playing the role of a junior.

There are few new faces in the countryside, and the new pair of uncles and nephews who moved here this time don't look ordinary either. They should be people's vigilant identities. Fortunately, Wu Xie has been practicing for many years, and he can strike up conversations with all kinds of people naturally and proficiently. Get to know your neighbors quickly.

It was the slack season, and he was left to drink two cups of barley tea while sitting at a neighbor's house. After asking about the way of You's family, he followed his advice.

The village road was densely covered with weeds. The man was wearing loose straight-leg trousers and walking in front with a letter. The half-grown boy held down the straw hat with a wide brim on his head—this was a gift he got from the previous family, for fear of being blown by the wind accidentally. Walk.

Seeing that the man was standing in the scorching sun, with a faint flash of light on his forehead, he quickly followed a few steps and called him to a halt.

"teacher."

"Ok?"

When Wu Xie turned his head, he saw the young man making a gesture asking him to bow his head. He was very surprised and obediently bent over. A shadow was suddenly cast on the top of his head, and the brim of the woven straw hat just blocked the young man's reserved expression.

"The sun is too poisonous, you should wear it." Wu Xie said softly without moving, "It's white and tender, don't get sunburned."

"No... I, I'm very hot wearing it, please wear it, teacher."

The boy spoke nonsense seriously, and walked a few steps to the front. The man immediately chased after him, touched the boy's shoulder with his elbow, and said helplessly:

"Go behind, into my shadow."

The young man moved back in small steps, with an unconscious smile on his lips, step by step into the other person's slanting shadow, in the humid summer wind in the mountains, savoring the joy that only he knew.

But, actually.

The one who walked ahead.

Maybe also have the same feeling.

……

Youjia can be regarded as one of the closest residences to them, but because they visited in different directions, they came back from the village at noon. This is the time Wu Xie deliberately calculated. He won't go home honestly until dinner time. If he wants to get close to You Wei, he must at least know what the child likes, so he has to meet him in person.

Before entering Youjia's house, the two could smell the aroma of food.

After opening the door for a visit, the enthusiastic You family received the letter and began to leave a meal, especially You Mu, who liked the delicate-looking Yin Song very much, so she stuffed a handful of candy when entering the room. Thank you shyly, this kind of politeness which is different from other brats in the village pleases You Mu even more, the kindness is hard to turn down at the moment, the man thinks for a moment, and decides to accept the meal first.

The back room is not bright enough, a few men worked together to move the table into the courtyard, Youjia’s courtyard is covered with grape trellises, it’s very cool when the wind blows over, you can see the clusters of grapes that have formed among the green leaves, but it’s still pale Green, not ripe yet.

Wu Xie took off the straw hat and hung it on the back of the chair, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Father You. Seeing that he accepted it with a smile, he began to chat with him about the nearby market and local folk customs, mainly asking about the places fun.

Father You is a local, and when he mentioned these familiar areas, he began to point out the country. The man memorized them one by one in his heart, and then asked for the detailed route. When he happened to hear interesting places, he turned his head to look at the silent boy.

"How is this place, want to play?"

The boy looked at each other with round amber eyes, then at Youfu who was smiling and lighting up his cigarette, and replied softly:

"It should be good if I go sketching with my old...uncle."

Father You asked:

"What is sketching?"

Wu Xie smiled and said:

"It's just painting. He likes to paint flowers and plants when he's free. Ah Song?"

A sudden wind gushed in from the gap of the pergola, and the straw hat on the back of the chair rolled and was blown out. Noticing this, Yin Song immediately jumped off the chair and chased after it. Finally, the straw hat was blown out of the house. Caught it in front of the door.

When he looked up, he saw a pair of white and thin legs.

Looking up, it was a little girl in pink boxers, her hair was braided in the back, and one side was draped over her shoulders. At this moment, she was staring at him with astonishment.

Yin Song stood up abruptly, looked away at first, but quickly turned his gaze back, and looked at the other party curiously.

Logically speaking, he should also be at the age of junior high school. Although he didn't have a good life in the past few years, after being picked up, he was as tall as a bamboo shoot, and now he can look down at others as a matter of course. This kind of thing makes him feel very fresh - the men of the Yin family are not short, even the thinnest Yin Zao, now he can only look up to him, let alone those bodyguards who are all over 1.8 meters, even the teacher... ...can only look up.

Holding the straw hat in her arms, the girl was blushed by the curious eyes of the other party, and she didn't know whether she was drying herself or she was shy. Her thoughts were in disarray.

"Weiwei, there are guests at home, come and help!"

"Hey."

The girl responded, glanced at the delicate-looking young man in a panic, pursed her lips, lowered her head and trotted into the kitchen from the side, not noticing that there was still a person chatting with her father in the yard, almost in a hurry Knock over the pots placed under the eaves.

Father You laughed heartily, took out the lighter and lit the cigarette in Wu Xie's hand:

"This girl must be shy after seeing your Ah Song."

Wu Xie smiled without saying a word, bit the sponge mouth and took a deep breath, walked under the grape arbor, pretending to look at the grapes and away from the dining table, Youfu only thought he was a city dweller who was curious about how plants grow, and walked away from the table. I got a seat and stood below to chat with him.

The boy who put the straw hat gently on the back of the chair stared at the cigarette lit between the man's fingers, and then glanced at the ordinary lighter in Father You's hand. He lowered his eyes and stood by the dining table. No one knew what he was thinking.

So when You Wei came out with the dishes, she saw the three old men who had seats but did not sit, and they were all standing. Among them, the youngest one was the strangest, leaning on the back of the chair to listen to the two chatting, but did not sit down.

You Wei put the dishes away and reminded in a low voice:

"Well...you'll have to sit down first, it's almost time to eat..."

"Thank you." The boy sharply straightened his body and nodded to her, with a hoarse voice unique to this age, "I'm waiting for my uncle to come over, do you need help?"

You Wei clenched her palms tightly, turned her head and ran away in panic.

Yin Song was puzzled to see her back disappearing around the corner, and didn't understand what he said wrong.

All these pictures fell into the eyes of the man, and the smoke was inhaled into the lungs, and then slowly exhaled, disappearing into the green of the grape trellis.

……

This lunch was very peaceful. You Wei swayed her legs while eating for an "unknown" reason and did not speak. You's father and mother could clearly see her attitude, and several jokes failed to get the little girl to finish saying a word. Come.

On the surface, Yin Song was the same as usual, serving each other dishes carefully with his "uncle", but Wu Xie, who knew his emotional changes almost like the palm of his hand, keenly felt the boy's abnormality, and saw that the other party didn't even move a few chopsticks for his favorite dessert dish , he calmly removed the wine that Youfu poured for the boy, and moved the teacup that he hadn't touched.

But the boy avoided his hand and drank the liquor in one gulp.

Father You was very happy, and even praised Yin for his good drinking capacity. Wu Xie was full of doubts, not knowing where he had offended him.

"We just came from the street, and we didn't see any place to cut hair." The man temporarily put aside the other party's inexplicable awkwardness, and asked what he was most concerned about at the moment, "Ah, his hair has grown a lot, and I want to trim it for him. "

"Yes, let Weiwei take you there later." Father You smiled and glanced at his daughter, "She knows best."

You Wei's face flushed red, she muttered a few words in a low voice, and quietly glanced at Yin Song who was eating quietly, but she didn't say anything to refuse in the end.

……

When we came back, it was almost dusk.

Without the cover of high-rise buildings, the large paddy fields are wrapped in the mountains by the overly warm afterglow, giving off a golden light, and the dogs of several families are barking in the distance, with unhurried echoes, swaying nostalgia And the laid back vibe.

Out of a gentleman's consideration, the man asked the boy to open the door first, and he took a few steps to see off the girl who came back late. After sending him to the door, he naturally proposed the invitation "Come to my house next time", and the girl was caught by the setting sun. Ying Ying's face was blushing, You's parents also enthusiastically agreed, the goal was achieved, and the man left politely.

But after actually entering the door, he realized that the family battlefield that had been neglected before had finally kicked off.

Yin Song sat on the sofa calmly.

Although the appearance of the western-style building is beautiful, the furniture and so on still maintain the petty bourgeoisie style of more than ten years ago, with an indescribable movie-like texture, and once the boy changes from loose clothes, puts on a suit and gloves again, it is just so Looking at it, it feels like an adult.

"teacher."

In the small living room, the light overflowing from the shutters illuminated the amber pupils of the young man one by one, his soft lips were slightly drawn, his neck was raised at a somewhat haughty angle, and the silver brooch on his chest gleamed.

Normal people would probably pay more attention to the youth's beautiful facial features, but for Wu Xie, this is a distinct temptation that is different from the previous worlds—it makes people want to commit crimes.

So he was silent in the hallway for a long time before he answered briefly:

"I went to cook."

"stop."

The young man seemed to be holding something in his hand. At this moment, he was staring intently at the person in front of him, showing a different paranoid personality than before.

"Teacher," he asked, "Want to smoke?"

"..."

I didn't understand why the other party would ask such a question, but Wu Xie still took off his shoes, walked over barefoot, and faced the boy face to face:

"I don't want to."

Yin Song pursed his lips unwillingly. He sat on the sofa for a while, as if he wanted to continue to say something, but in the end he just clasped his hands between his knees and didn't make any more sound.

The man suppressed the smile in his heart, walked around the coffee table, put one hand on the back of the boy's back, and half encircled him.

The sudden approach seemed to make the young man a little uneasy. The man's free hand passed over the man's body, gently wrapped the back of the man's tightly clenched hands, and blew into the thin and white ear tips:

"what is this?"

Yin Song was shocked by this tone, he was silent for a while, and finally spread his palms, turning his head away rather resignedly.

Lying on white glove.

It is a lighter with a special shape.