Do not provoke

The two of them were silent, and they walked outside after smoking two cigarettes.

Second Aunt's house is not far away, only ten minutes away.

Fang Lin drove his motorcycle to the gate of the yard without arrogance. He just parked the car on the side of the road, and the two of them got out of the car and walked over.

It was late, and there were already a lot of people who came to express their condolences, and they crowded the whole courtyard with noisiness. The children were shouting and snatching the white flowers that fell on the ground, and they were reprimanded by the adults before screaming and running away.

The second uncle had already been escorted back by Liang Zhen and the others, and Liu Chuan was watching him closely. He was impatiently talking to a fat, slightly mean woman, and started shouting loudly while talking.

At the funeral, the two of them got into such a heated fight that they almost fought directly, while a group of people were watching.

Tang Xingbei frowned and looked away, glanced at the dilapidated small courtyard, then at the exquisitely arranged offerings and tables, and sighed.

He originally thought that Fang Lin would come closer to take a look at his grandfather's urn and the clothes he often wore to be buried with him during his lifetime, but he only saw him standing silently beside him outside the crowd, motionless.

Tang Xingbei couldn't hold back, and asked hesitantly, "Why don't you take a look?"

"There's nothing to see." Fang Lin said in a low voice, "People are gone, and these behind-the-scenes things are just for others to pretend."

Tang Xingbei didn't make another sound, and stood outside with him for a while.

After a long time, after several poker friends of grandfather's lifetime gave their condolence speeches, crossed the brazier, and put their clothes and ashes into the coffin, and all the procedures were settled, Fang Lin sighed lightly: "Let's go."

"……Um."

The two of them did not attract attention when they came, and they were silent when they left.

Except for Liu Chuan who was staring at the second uncle in front of the hall, no one noticed that the two of them had ever been here.

"Going home?" Tang Xingbei asked.

"I won't return." Fang Lin whispered, "...to take you somewhere."

Before walking out of the alley, Fang Lin took one last look in, then turned and left without hesitation.

The motorcycle whizzed by at high speed on the main road, and the arrogant and reckless wind made people feel a little depressed, and slowly picked up a little bit.

Fang Lin took him to a cemetery outside the suburbs.

When entering the door, Tang Xingbei hesitated for a long time in silence, finally gritted his teeth and followed.

Fortunately, they did not come to Chen Yun's cemetery, Tang Xingbei heaved a sigh of relief.

Chen Yun was a detour that he might never be able to avoid in his life, and Fang Lin probably knew it in his heart, and he was always avoiding this point.

Fang Jianguo.

Tang Xingbei stared at the face of the man on the tombstone who was similar to Fang Lin, and was stunned for a while.

He lowered his head, and there was a bouquet of flowers in front of the stele, which had withered, and it had only been there for about a month according to the packaging.

A newspaper was pressed under the flowers, and a corner was exposed. It was still very new, but judging from the color and paper quality, it should be a photocopy.

Tang Xingbei was a little puzzled for a moment.

Fang Lin stood beside him, staring at the newspaper expressionlessly: "Do you remember that time when you rescued me in the alley?"

Only then did Tang Xingbei remember, ah: "You said that that day is your father's death day."

After a while, Fang Lin hummed, squatted down on one knee, fiddled with the withered flowers, and then reached out to pull out the newspaper.

The paper, which had been soaked in several rains and dried in the sun, was already a little wrinkled, and there were still some dust and mud on it.

Tang Xingbei frowned and asked, "Why did you let this go?"

Fang Lin didn't make a sound, opened the newspaper, folded it twice, pointed to a place, and handed it to him.

Tang Xingbei took it hesitantly, glanced at him, lowered his head, and carefully looked at the place he pointed.

This is a local miscellaneous tabloid, the date is already four years ago, and the large sections are full of market news about children who stole family money, were beaten and ran away.

The place that Fang Lin pointed out to him was a small corner, which only occupied a small space no bigger than a palm. The title was "The Homeless Man Suffocated to Death with Hangover Vomit on the Street".

Tang Xingbei quickly realized what was going on, and turned his head to stare at him in shock.

Fang Lin didn't respond. He stretched out his hand to tidy up the dead flowers in front of the stele, straightened it up, and patted his hands lightly, but still didn't look up.

Tang Xingbei didn't speak, but frowned and looked at the newspaper again.

The person who appeared in the movie was indeed "Fang Mou".

He slowed down his heartbeat, read the content carefully, paused after a while, folded the newspaper, and put it under the bouquet again.

"Do you...will put a copy every year?" Tang Xingbei asked hesitantly.

Fang Lin hummed, and squinted his eyes: "He died so uselessly, we can't let him forget."

Tang Xingbei paused slightly and glanced at him.

Fang Lin didn't seem to notice his gaze. After a long silence, he stood up and said, "He's the same as... my second uncle. I gave him a lot of family property, so he lost it all, and owed a lot of money, and even stole all the money my mother worked so hard to save and lost it... So, knowing that he died At the time, I was actually quite happy.”

As he said this, he paused, and looked at Tang Xingbei indifferently, with no expression on his face, as if he was waiting for his reaction.

Tang Xingbei only frowned and looked at him blankly, without making a sound.

The cemetery is adjacent to the road, and the surrounding area is a bit barren, the sun is hot and the wind is gentle.

Fang Lin looked away.

He was about to say something to change the subject, but suddenly he heard Tang Xingbei hesitantly say: "...It's understandable."

"Just looking at someone like your second uncle, I want to beat him up..." Tang Xingbei comforted him a little unskillfully, "In short, it's not your fault, so what if they are related by blood, this kind of thing is not good People who play it will hate it."

Fang Lin didn't make a sound, turned his head and stared at him for a while, after a while, curled the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand to rub his head, and turned around: "Let's go, go back and pack your things."

He turned too fast, Tang Xingbei was still thinking about comforting words, he was a little dazed when he heard the words?With a sound.

"Go home." Fang Lin smiled.

Tang Xingbei reacted blankly for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up.

The two of them didn't even wait for lunch, they went back and simply packed their clothes, put on their bags, greeted Liang Zhen and the others, and got on the bus to the bus terminal.

It was as hot as a steamer at noon, and no one was willing to go shopping at this time. There were not many people on the bus, and the air conditioner was blowing, making it very cool.

The two sat side by side on the front seat with their bags on their backs, looking sideways at the surrounding trees receding inch by inch.

Tang Xingbei was very happy that the car was shaking, so he squinted his eyes and laughed.

Fang Lin noticed, and asked in a low voice, "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing." Tang Xingbei shook his head, sighed after a while, "The weather is really nice."

Fang Lin curled his lips and looked out the car window together with him.

Really good.

I went to the bus station to buy a ticket, and waited to drive until I arrived at the station in City A. It was already around three o'clock in the afternoon.

Tang Xingbei was almost hungry when he got off the bus, and he didn't care about motion sickness, so he dragged him to the McDonald's outside the station: "Let's eat!"

"Wait." Fang Lin turned sideways, took out a candy from his backpack, and stuffed it to him, "Take it easy."

Another mint.

When he was uncomfortable in the car just now, he also gave himself a piece.

This is already the third piece, Tang Xingbei pinched it, stunned for a moment, raised his head and asked hesitantly, "Why do you have so many mints?"

"You don't like to eat." Fang Lin didn't look back or look at him, and waited for a traffic light, "Let's go."

Tang Xingbei unwrapped the candy and put it in his mouth, biting on it, and glanced at him.

After eating, they didn't delay much and went home directly.

The sun was shining all the way, and the two of them were sweating when they got home, so they went to take a shower without saying anything.

Tang Xingbei didn't bother to dry his hair, so he lay on the bed half wet and played with his mobile phone.

He Miao is a chatterbox and sends a few messages every day when he has nothing to do, like keeping a diary:

--Brother Bei!Today I made an appointment with Zhou Nuan to go skating hahahaha

--Fuck, Zhou Nuan's brother is here too...TT

--Hahahahahahaha Xiaoyan asked his brother away!Good assist, woo woo, I will treat my younger brother kindly in the future!

--Zhou Nuan promised me to go to the Internet celebrity milk tea shop to check in next week!

……

Tang Xingbei casually flipped through a few pages, and replied indifferently:

--Is the note you gave me a diary?

Within a few seconds, He Miao came back with a message:

--...

--_(:з」∠)_

Tang Xingbei didn't bother to talk to him anymore. Just as he was about to log out of WeChat and go get a glass of water, a new message suddenly popped up on the screen:

[Yu Zhao]: Brother Bei!

[Yu Zhao]: Fang Lin agreed to go climbing!

[Yu Zhao]: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha together!

Tang Xingbei: "???"

He stared at the phone and hesitated for a long time, then found Fang Lin's dialogue box, struggled for a while, and typed:

[No salt]:?

It took a few seconds to return:

【.】:?

[No salt]: Mountain climbing?

【.】: Well, I suddenly wanted to go

[No salt]: ...

[No salt]: oh

【.】: Yu Zhao said that we will go to the market to buy barbecue ingredients on the weekend the day after tomorrow. Are you going?

[No Salt]: ...Before, He Miao asked me if I went home for dinner on Sunday

There was no sound from the other side, and after two or three minutes, Fang Lin simply replied with a [hmm].

Tang Xingbei quickly sat up, gritted his teeth, as if he was afraid of going back on his word, and typed quickly:

[No Salt]: I told him to go again next week

【.】:good

Tang Xingbei breathed a sigh of relief, and found He Miao's chat box:

[No Salt]: Let you go, tell Auntie, I have an appointment this weekend, and I will go to your house next week

[He Miao]:? ? ?Which dog hooked up with my brother Bei! TAT

Tang Xingbei hesitated for a moment, then typed: Brother Lin

After a while:

[He Miao]: Hahahahaha, it's booming, and I don't understand it! ! ! !

[He Miao]: The first date went well!

Tang Xingbei was taken aback for a moment, then he frowned and replied: Crazy.

Then he didn't care about He Miao's reply, and directly quit WeChat, put away the phone, turned over and lay back on the bed, squinting at the ceiling.

Dating?

Grocery date?

This is too stupid.

He clicked his tongue.

It happened to be cloudy this weekend. Although the weather was still hot, it was cooler without direct sunlight.

There are a lot of people in the class who are going to climb the mountain, about [-] of them. What Yu Zhao means is to hire a tour guide to charter a car to the scenic spot next door. The barbecue equipment and so on will be transported up by the car, and everyone will climb the mountain by themselves.

He asked in the general group, and everyone expressed their support, and ordered a lot of barbecue ingredients with great interest.

There are too many things to prepare, the girls will buy seasonings and necessary supplies, and the boys will find a few people to buy ingredients.

Yu Zhao made an appointment to gather at the gate of the market at eight o'clock sharp. When Fang Lin and Tang Xingbei arrived, there were already three or four people waiting at the gate.

It happened to be Hong Yang and the others who had played games before... and Liu Zhijin.

Seeing two people approaching side by side, Liu Zhijin seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then pursed his lips and lowered his head.

Fang Lin glanced at him.

Yu Zhao took the lead in greeting the two of them warmly, and then waved to the three behind him: "Everyone is here, let's go!"

In the early morning market, there was a lot of people, most of them were aunts who came to buy vegetables with baskets, making a lot of noise.

In order to improve efficiency, Yu Zhao assigned tasks in advance. Tang Xing Beilin and Liu Zhijin went to buy aquatic products and vegetables, while Yu Zhao, Hong Yang and Li Yong went to buy beef and mutton.

The two teams separated at the intersection of meat products and made an appointment to meet here at ten o'clock sharp.

Fang Lin glanced at the time, at [-]:[-], he raised his head: "Let's go."

Tang Xingbei hummed and followed behind him: "What aquatic products are you going to buy?"

Just as Fang Lin was about to explain, he heard Liu Zhijin next to him suddenly say, "Fish, shrimp and squid can be used for barbecue."

Tang Xingbei paused, glanced at him, and said oh.

Fang Lin narrowed his eyes and did not speak.

They walked through a somewhat dirty alley, bypassing the aunt who was haggling with the merchants, and walked to the ice tray selling shrimp.

This was the first time Tang Xingbei went out to visit the vegetable market in a serious manner. It was very fresh, and he couldn't help but look down at the ice tray for a while.

Fang Lin seemed to laugh, and when he turned his gaze back, he happened to notice Liu Zhijin's gaze that he didn't have time to look back.

The two looked at each other, and Fang Lin moved away indifferently.

"Do you want to buy shrimp, young man!" An aunt came over, cheerfully, "It's fresh! The goods just arrived in the morning! Someone just came and bought a big bag!"

Tang Xingbei didn't know how to communicate, so he looked at Fang Lin.

Fang Lin is obviously not very experienced. Just as he was about to try to ask a question, he heard Liu Zhijin next to him say neatly: "Hi Auntie, we would like to ask how much is this shrimp? Is it a river shrimp? If you buy more Can it be cheaper?"

"It's river prawns! It's 25 yuan a catty and can be braised, boiled, or fried! The more you buy, the more discounts you get!"

Fang Lin paused, then looked back at Tang Xingbei: "How many people did Yu Zhao say he was going to?"

"Like ten." Tang Xingbei thought for a while and said.

Fang Lin did the math for a moment: "Then fifteen catties, and barbecue meat, too much to finish."

Liu Zhijin nodded, and continued to bargain with the proprietress.

The two watched silently.

In the end, they bought it at a discounted price of 20 yuan, and also included a small bag of clams.

After buying the shrimp, the three of them went to buy some squid, oysters and grilled fish.

Tang Xingbei's limited life skills only exist in taking good things in the supermarket, going to the counter to pay and transfer money, and he is not good at these high-end bargaining and asking prices.

Depending on the situation, Fang Lin is about the same.

So they followed behind Liu Zhijin, and carried them after he asked the price and bought it.

After shopping for more than an hour, I bought almost everything.

Liu Zhijin took a look at the ingredients he had bought. There were quite a lot of them. He hesitated for a moment, then looked at Tang Xingbei again: "...do you want to eat anything else?"

Tang Xingbei was stunned for a moment, and frowned: "Huh?"

Fang Lin stood by, expressionless.

Liu Zhijin pushed his glasses in a somewhat concealed manner, and said in a low voice, "If you want to eat, you can buy more..."

"No need." Tang Xingbei was unaware of his hospitality, and quickly refused with a frown.

He's full of thoughts that I'm fucking carrying so many things that I'm almost sinking to death, and I'm buying a fart, are you trying to exhaust me to death on purpose?

Liu Zhijin quickly retracted his gaze: "...OK."

He glanced at Tang Xingbei's fingers that were a little white from being strangled by the bag, and hurried up to pick it up: "Let me get it."

He suddenly approached, Tang Xingbei dodged back very uncomfortably, frowned, and motioned to Fang Lin: "Help him carry, he carries more."

Liu Zhijin was stunned for a moment, then raised his head to look at Fang Lin, and met his almost freezing gaze.

Fang Lin looked at him coldly, and his tone became even colder: "No need."

Liu Zhijin paused, hummed like a mosquito, carried a small bag of oysters and a bag of vegetables, turned around and walked behind the two of them.

The five or six fish in his right hand were still not completely dead, and they would flop twice from time to time. Tang Xingbei was already very tired, but he felt that his arms were going to be tired after thumping, so he gritted his teeth and cursed.

Fang Lin noticed, frowned, and brought the bag of fish in his hand involuntarily: "Let go."

Seeing it was him, Tang Xingbei breathed a sigh of relief, handed him the fish obediently and carefully, took a bag of squid from his hand, and said in a low voice, "I'll change it later."

Fang Lin hummed.

Liu Zhijin followed behind, seeing this scene clearly, he was in a daze for a while.

He bit his lip, and as soon as he raised his head, he suddenly met Shang Lin's gaze who was half a step behind and looked back.

His eyes were squinted, expressionless, with obvious warning and abundant possessive declaration.

Liu Zhijin suddenly lowered his head in embarrassment, and tightly clenched the bag in his hand.

When the three of them arrived at the meeting point, Yu Zhao and the others had just arrived, and each of them was carrying two big bags of things in their hands. They were probably quite tired, and they didn't even have the energy to raise their hands to say hello.

Seeing Liu Zhijin whose hands were almost empty, Hong Yang hurriedly said: "Come here, Xueba! Help me carry a bag! I'm so tired!"

Liu Zhijin hurriedly stepped forward to take it.

Yu Zhao barely wiped off his sweat, and turned to look at them: "My cousin's car is parked outside, put the things in directly, store in the freezer first, and when we gather the day after tomorrow, we will directly pull them over with the barbecue grill and pot. Just do it."

"Yes!" Li Yong panted, "Hurry up and get out, it's too hot inside!"

They bought so much meat and vegetables that they almost filled the trunk.

Cousin Yu Zhao laughed at the side: "It's true that the half-grown man eats the poor. If you don't know, you may think that your restaurant will buy."

Yu Zhao scratched his head and said, "There are too many people."

After putting away the things, their task for today was over, they said their goodbyes and ran back home.

Before leaving, Liu Zhijin suddenly called Tang Xingbei to stop, and under his frowning and dazed gaze, he took out a box, handed it over, and bit his lips: "This is...the thing I said I wanted to give you earlier. .”

For some reason, Tang Xingbei felt a headache when he saw him, and frowned, huh?With a loud voice: "When?"

Liu Zhijin was stunned, slowly pulled the corners of his mouth, and smiled wryly: "It's okay if you don't remember, can you... accept it?"

Tang Xingbei hesitated, turned his face and glanced at Fang Lin, but saw that he was staring at him, seemingly without emotion.

He suddenly felt a little guilty, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

Obviously it was the one who delivered the things, but Liu Zhijin seemed very worried about being rejected by him, with his face upturned, his eyes full of hope.

Tang Xingbei knew that he probably wanted to repay what he had done for him before, but he still hated getting involved with other people's inexplicable relationship.

After hesitating for a moment, he still refused indifferently: "I don't like to accept other people's things."

Liu Zhijin was stunned, lowered his eyes, clutched the box, and finally hummed after a while: "...Okay."

"If there's nothing else, we'll go first."

Tang Xingbei took out his mobile phone to check the time, it was already 10:30, he was a little impatient.

Liu Zhijin pursed his lips, glanced at Fang Lin behind him, summoned up his courage, and suddenly asked, "What's the relationship between you two?"

Tang Xingbei raised his head, frowned as if he didn't understand, and was about to speak when Fang Lin coldly interrupted: "Cohabitation relationship."

Liu Zhijin glanced at Tang Xingbei in shock, seeing that he had no dissatisfaction or reaction to explain, his face slowly turned pale.

He bowed his head and hummed, hurriedly said goodbye, turned around and left in embarrassment.

He walked in such a hurry that Tang Xingbei didn't even have time to remind you that you were going in the opposite direction, and he had already turned the corner at the bus stop.

He frowned inexplicably: "...this person is a bit strange."

Fang Lin narrowed his eyes, didn't make any comments, and asked in a low voice, "Let's go buy a tent."

"...a tent?" Tang Xingbei's attention was quickly diverted, his eyes lit up, "Fuck! I forgot to live in a tent when climbing a mountain!"

Fang Lin laughed, and suddenly said, "I'll buy one for you."

Tang Xingbei was walking beside him, he was taken aback when he heard this: "Why?"

"No reason, just give it away if you want." Fang Lin turned his face to look at him, "Would you like it?"

Tang Xingbei cleared his throat: "...Yes."

The author has something to say: Fang Lin is really a scheming brother~ I have to secretly prove that I am not "others" hhhhhh

Thank you for the combination of shades and hues, the inevitable landmines ~ thank you Cheng Yuzhong. , Xixi, Mr. Gu's Mr. Jiang, Miao Xiaoyuer, Qingtang Zhier, Ahuang, Yanyou, Pippi's stroller warning, Qinzhi's nutrient solution~ refills