Sour brine and soft tofu

Ji Bowang was extremely incompetent when he was the full-time driver for his old mother. He frequently lost his mind while driving, and turned a deaf ear to his old mother's words. He put one hand on the steering wheel and tapped his fingertips briskly from time to time.

His old lady was talking and couldn't get a response, so she said displeasedly: "Hey, hey, I'm talking to you."

Ji Bowang nodded: "Say what you say."

"Just let me say it together, those words don't even bother my ears." After his wife complained, she gently persuaded him softly: "Bowang, I know you don't want to get married early now. Someone at home is in charge, so it’s not convenient for you to come out to play. Didn’t Mom force you to go on a blind date? She just asked you to see Mom. That aunt is Mom’s high school classmate. She went abroad with her husband, but her husband died, and she just came back a few days ago. She said she didn’t want to do anything else, so she wanted to go to the theater again. Her daughter is also back, and she plans to open a law firm here. Beautiful and capable. When the time comes, you come in with me. If you think you like her little girl, you can have a good chat with her; In three or four years, I went home for several days and didn't have a meal with me, is it plausible to spread the word?"

Hearing what Ji Bowang said to his old mother, he understood it with emotion and moved it with reason. He made full use of the way of empathy and used retreat as an advance, forcing Ji Bowang to nod repeatedly, stepping on the gas pedal and heading straight for the theater.Her father used to be engaged in diplomacy. Although his daughter did not follow the old path like him, standing in front of the world stage and continuing to shine for the country in diplomacy, this mantle has not been lost, and it has been successfully used by the father and grandson decades later. body, the effect is perfect.

With her son's promise, Mrs. Ji leaned on it with satisfaction.It was already afternoon at this time, the sun was slanting to the west, and it happened to shine in obliquely from the car window.Fortunately, it was mid-October at this time, the sun's rays were no longer scorching, and the car stopped under a red light again. Madam Ji looked around and noticed that her son was tapping on the steering wheel with his fingers.She looked up and said, "Hey, it's this watch again. I saw you wearing it before. When did you buy this watch?"

Ji Bowang: "Six years ago."

"Where did you buy it?"

Ji Bowang said bluntly, "I don't know."

"..." Mrs. Ji asked again, "How much?"

Ji Bowang still said, "I don't know."

"Oh..." Mrs. Ji replied, she was confused by these two answers that seemed to be very coping, but she was not annoyed, she took advantage of the light to look at her son.With one hand on the steering wheel, he tapped out a melody that was incomplete but cheerful, and the dial on his wrist reflected the sunlight, piercing his eyes.Mrs. Ji thought to herself, I don't know where I bought this watch, nor how much it cost, so isn't it just a gift?Who will his son keep a watch for six years?

She insinuated: "It's been six years. I don't see any signs of wear on your watch strap. You have changed it."

Ji Bowang said: "I haven't changed it once. I'm afraid it will break, so I wipe it every day. This watch is not a particularly good thing. It broke several times on the way, but it has been repaired. I can buy another watch for the money I spent. .”

Mrs. Ji watched her son say these words with a sullen face, and was fed by the sudden dog food. She held her heart and said, "Tell mom, are you dating someone?"

Ji Bowang's tone was steady, his words were reserved, and his expression was very sweet: "Yes, we have been talking for more than three years."

Mrs. Ji said in surprise, "Then why don't I know anything about it?"

Ji Bowang turned the steering wheel calmly: "I want to tell you when it's settled."

Mrs. Ji: "It's been more than three years and it hasn't been settled? If I didn't find out today, are you still not going to tell me?" Ji Bowang explained: "He is young, can't settle down, and loves to play." Mrs. Ji expressed her understanding: "I know, when you feel that it's almost done, bring him back to show mom. You've been like this all your life. I haven't seen a little girl from your cousin's family called Liu Yixiu two days ago. Did someone get pregnant? This young man is too nonsense."

Ji Bowang: "..."

Mrs. Ji didn't want to gossip behind people's backs, so she turned the question to her son's partner and said, "Is that girl a local? Hey, have I met her before?"

Ji Bowang lost his mood when he thought of the pregnant Liu Yixiu. He hated Xu Ziti in his heart for being promiscuous outside. He wanted to catch him and beat him up. He didn't dare to think about it anymore, fearing that he couldn't help rushing back to torment him, so he casually said: " You'll know when the time comes."

Mrs. Ji was very dissatisfied with this answer, and wanted to say something. Thinking back from noon to now, she hadn’t received a single text message or phone call from her son. She guessed it might be because of a quarrel. Looking at him from the side, Mrs. Ji closed his eyes. Mouth, no more questions.

Ji Bowang turned around and slowly drove the car into the entrance of the underground parking lot.

Here Xu Ziti finally returned home.This is his own house. Back then when Mrs. Xu was weak and quiet, his father set up the house in the suburbs. It was really the kind of big villa where you couldn't see your neighbors even if you walked five kilometers.Later, when Xu Ziti went to college, he was unwilling to live in a dormitory, and his home was too far away, so his brother settled this property for him.

The room was clean and tidy, and only the part-time workers could barely maintain the dignity of a hardcover room produced by an interior decoration designer hired by a lot of money.Xu Ziti's lower body was in pain, and he didn't want to move more. Sitting there, he thought his butt hurt, so he struggled to turn himself over, and was killed on his side.The doors and windows are closed, the balcony is connected to the living room, succulents and green radishes are flourishing in the sun, there is a book on the crystal coffee table, but it is not right, and there is a bookmark inside. I flipped it upside down on the swing chair beside me. The bookmark may have been left by the part-time worker, or taken from his study.In fact, he doesn't like reading very much. He knows that Ji Bowang likes to read, and he arranges the amount of reading for himself on a regular basis.

Later, Brother Xu moved his younger brother. He was very surprised to see the box of books. He even checked it out. There were more or less traces of reading on it, and some even made comments. Although there were only a few strokes, Brother Xu was very satisfied. , always running over to check his younger brother's bookcase, he set the door code himself, and sometimes even made a surprise check at night to see if his younger brother was at home, which annoyed Xu Ziti so much that it didn't stop until later.

Once again, I have to mention the decoration of this house.Brother Xu attaches great importance to the living environment of his younger brother in the future, and he does everything by himself—here refers to the fact that Brother Xu takes the time to look at the design drawings, and then chooses one that suits his eyes.In the design style, in order to cater to the preferences of boys who live alone, many details are designed more coldly.Mrs. Xu came to inspect the circle on purpose, and she was very dissatisfied. After she left, she left behind a bunch of things such as plush toys and sissy moon light bulbs, among which was a long wool blanket that was so colorful that it was frantic. Xu Ziti placed it in the center of the living room in a precious and important way.After Mr. Xu arrived, he felt that it was too horrible to see the extremely hot eyes. After repeated dissuasion, it was counterproductive. Xu Ziti put a layer of small floral knitted cushions with red bottom on the minimalist white sofa arranged in an L shape in the living room. Mr. Xu couldn't bear to look at it Since then, he rarely set foot here again. Xu Ziti was grateful in his heart, and respectfully sent the rug to take a bath, and received it in the storage cabinet.

Xu Ziti got up, put the rug and sofa cushion back in their place, and ran to pick up some snacks. The TV turned on and switched channels aimlessly, until the sun was setting and there was still light in the sky. There was nothing to look at, he slumped down on the rug, and admitted softly in his heart that he wanted to see Ji Bo.

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When Xu Ziti was in high school, he also thought about it every day.Since Ji Bowang sent foreign aid for the first time, he repeated it again and again. As time went on, under Ji Bowang's deliberate guidance, the friendship between the two began to exceed the boundaries of friends, and they embarked on a direction with no end and no return. The subsequent emotional entanglements laid a solid foundation, and Xu Ziti at that time was still happy to hear about it.

Ji Bowang is two grades higher than Xu Ziti. His school is different from Xu Ziti's school. Most students can decide their future direction in the second and third year of high school. For many people, the college entrance examination is not a must. , so there is no martial law in the third year of high school, and the end of evening self-study is much earlier than other schools.Ji Bowang didn’t live on campus, so after evening self-study, he slowly wandered to a side gate of Xu Ziti’s school. After waiting for less than half an hour through the iron fence, he could hear a group of students walking back to the dormitory with slanderous words and cursing. Ji Bowang was in a good mood. Immediately, he jumped for joy, and when he looked up, he saw Xu Ziti rushing over.

This side door is really a side door, close to the school cafeteria, it is the only way for students to go back to the dormitory from the teaching building.When the school was built back then, in order to make it easier for trucks to come and go, so as not to bump into the students who would be dazed and going to sleep after class, a small iron gate was specially built here, and a huge brass lock was hung all year round. In the cafeteria, it is only opened when there are trucks coming in and out.The railing on the iron gate is close to a palm's distance, and people cannot get through, but if two people inside and outside chat face to face across it, it will not affect anything.

Xu Ziti had a schoolbag hanging on his arm, the zipper hadn’t been zipped properly, and the books inside were messed up by him. The test papers and homework books were in disarray. Ji Bowang couldn’t see it. He wanted to open the lumped test papers, but Xu Ziti snatched them into his pocket and said, "I can't read them. It's a state secret. If you read it, you will be beheaded."

Ji Bowang said, "Mathematics again?"

Xu Ziti had a mournful face, mixed with grief and indignation: "No brother, I just came up in mathematics, but I went down in chemistry. How is your chemistry? Can you make up for me this week?"

Ji Bowang nodded and said yes, and then asked, "You're going to be a sophomore in high school soon, have you decided to pay your bills?"

"Wenba, I'm really not good at mathematics, physics and chemistry. I can't even use formulas after memorizing them. This school is good in science, and there are fast classes in liberal arts, but it's a little bit worse." Xu Ziti looked sad, "You have 20 days left for the college entrance examination. How are you getting ready?"

Ji Bowang: "It's almost there..." He lowered his head and opened his schoolbag, smelling a faint scent of perfume, "What is this?"

There was no light at the side door, only a glimmer of moonlight. Xu Ziti took a closer look. It was a gadget tied with a pink ribbon. The original packaging should be very exquisite. I don’t know who stuffed it into his schoolbag. Pay attention, when Ji Bowang took it out, the small box was almost shrunk into pieces of paper.

Seeing him, Uncle Ji was also surprised, he didn't seem to be faking it, and asked while tearing it apart: "Who gave it to you?"

Xu Ziti didn't know the situation: "I don't know who stuffed it in my schoolbag. If I knew someone gave me something, I must have taken it apart a long time ago. Can I keep it until now?"

The small thing in the box was not heavy, it was a lighter with a metal casing that was cold to the touch and uneven to the touch. Ji Bowang took a look under the moonlight and saw two hearts, one big and one small, and Xu Ziti's name engraved on the casing.Ji Bowang rubbed his fingertips on the fire wheel: "I didn't know you still smoke."

Xu Ziti shook his head: "I don't smoke."

The campus at night is silently divided into two areas, one is a brightly lit dormitory building, and the other is an empty teaching building with no one but moonlight. Ji Bowang and Xu Ziti are caught in the middle, separated by an iron fence , a little flame in the palm of his hand swayed in the wind, and the shimmering light shivered, making Xu Ziti's face white as jade, and his eyebrows as if drawn with fine brushwork, bright and picturesque.

Ji Bo looked at it for a while, and there were two spots of light in his dark eyes. Looking carefully, he found that it was the little Xu Ziti.He snapped off the lighter and handed it to him: "If you don't smoke, give it back to the little girl." When he said this, his voice was slightly lowered, and he spread his palms, and inside lay this small octagonal round cuboid with a silver shell Under the moonlight, a kind of icy light is refracted.

Xu Ziti smiled: "Why are you so clueless about this?" He taught based on the short-lived rotten peach blossoms he developed in the years of elementary school and junior high school, "It's okay to return things as they are given by girls. You should return a new one." He reached for the lighter, but Ji Bowang suddenly grabbed his hand and held it tightly in his palm.Xu Ziti raised his head in a panic, the moon was dark and the wind was high, Ji Bo looked at those deep and quiet eyes, his heart was jumping with fear, his first reaction was to pull his hands back quickly.

Ji Bowang refused to let him take it back: "Where do you think I am not enlightened?"

Xu Ziti: "..."

Ji Bowang began to analyze it for him, logically and rationally, and started with the material: "Look, we have known each other for a year, how have I treated you during this year? Let's be more vulgar, let's start with the material. , I have never broken any of your birthday and holiday gifts. I will give you a congratulatory gift if you pass the exam, and I will give it to you if you fail the exam. Don't you think it's strange? Which friend do you know for a month, three months, and a hundred days and will give you a gift? Okay, then it's like I have money to burn, and I want to spend it on you because I see you are so pleasing to the eye. "

Xu Ziti was speechless: "..."

He changed his angle and began to sublimate spiritually: "Then let's not mention those vulgar things, let's talk about other things. You see, since we met, I have been waiting for you here every night after the end of self-study, and the waiting time is half an hour. , just to say a few words to you, what ordinary friend do you think can do this? Your brother wanted to send you to a cram school during the winter vacation, but you detoured to the mall on the way, and lost all your money in half a day, yes Didn't I give you voluntary labor for a winter vacation? Oh, forget it, in fact, I am very happy to see you running to me every day..."

Xu Ziti interrupted him breathlessly: "I bought you a watch with that money..."

Uncle Ji gave the prodigal child a hard look: "Next time, don't say goodbye. I don't even want to wear your watch and it started ticking seconds just a few days after it arrived in my hands."

Xu Ziti glanced at his wrist, and the dial was secretly brushing his presence: "..."

Ji Bowang said seriously: "Don't mislead the topic, let's continue talking about my dedication to you spiritually..."

Xu Ziti was going crazy: "That's enough brother, we are enough, what do you want to say after the college entrance examination, I will return this lighter tomorrow, and I don't know who gave it to me, so I will throw it in the trash, can you stop it?" Does this mentally pollute me?"

Ji Bo looked dissatisfied and said, "How can this be spiritual pollution? Xu Ziti, how dare you say that you haven't noticed anything wrong in this year? You really don't know what I mean to you? Then you haven't seen me recently. What does it mean when I get close to you and turn red when I touch you? Don't think I can't see it when it's dark, look, look, your ears are still red now."

Xu Ziti stumbled, overwhelmed by fright and forgot his mother tongue: "I, I, I..."

Ji Bo saw the various expressions on the child's face, changing again and again, as if he was about to jump in the next second, and he said in his heart that he should not be forced too much, so he let go of his hand, and said pitifully, "Go back and think about it yourself. Xu Ziti, who doesn't know much about this."

Xu Ziti shivered in the cool midnight breeze, dragged his weak steps, and moved back step by step.Behind him, classmate Ji Bowang, who performed exceptionally well, quietly wiped off his cold sweat in the cool breeze in the middle of the night, and thankfully said, "...Fortunately, he was beaten first."

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