Hanyu

Today is Saturday, the new high school makes up half a day of classes, and some students leave the campus one after another after school.

Ming Yusheng stood alone at the corner of the school gate, looking down the route with his mobile phone.

Last night, Fang Yi called to drag him to Qingjiang Road today, saying that someone had a birthday and wanted to choose a gift for him.

Qingjiang Road in the east of the city gathers several art academies and music academies, which naturally has an agglomeration effect, making Qingjiang Road an art street.Some literary youths, foreign tourists and so on, like to go there to hang out and get a taste of art.

But for Ming Yusheng, who was studying in the seventh high school in the west of the city, and Qingjiang Road were located one on the east and one on the west, and were separated by hundreds of thousands of miles, it was very inconvenient to go there by car.

However, he didn't want to disappoint Fang Yi, so there was a scene where Teacher Dai saw the child frowning and looking at the phone.

"Ming Yusheng!"

When Ming Yusheng heard someone calling him, he looked up and looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a person smiling and waving at him in a car slowly driving out of the school gate—it was his history teacher and homeroom teacher in his current class, and Teacher Dai was also.

Ming Yu always liked this knowledgeable and gentle teacher, so he walked over in a few steps.

"Teacher Dai."

Teacher Dai saw that the child was so well-behaved and polite even though his face was expressionless, and when he remembered that he had endured a lot of cold faces and bad tempers during the time when he was really acquainted with someone, he immediately felt that the child in front of him was even cuter.

I couldn't help but smiled and said with concern: "Why are you alone at the door? Waiting for someone? Now it's time to go home for dinner at noon, so go home quickly. You are still young, so you must remember to eat on time so as not to starve your stomach."

"Thank you teacher." Ming Yusheng nodded, "But I'm going to Qingjiang Road now, someone is waiting for me there."

Teacher Dai said "Oh~" softly, and smiled meaningfully with an expression of "I understand, I understand": "That's it! Well, yes, it's weekends, you are all in school now, and you have a lot of homework. Sometimes there is extra-curricular tutoring, so I have time to meet up on Saturdays. Hmm, it’s nice to be young!"

"..."

Ming Yusheng looked confused.

Teacher Dai suddenly became serious again, and said to him: "In this case, you can get in the car. It happens that I live on the gallery street at the back of Qingjiang Road, so I can take you there along the way."

In the car, Ming Yusheng didn't talk much, but Teacher Dai was a wonderful person. He could tell that Ming Yusheng was not usually interested in history, and he could always raise a few topics at the right time.The two chatted slowly, and arrived at Qingjiang Road in a blink of an eye.

Because Qingjiang Road is a literary street, it is relatively narrow, only the width of two or three cars running side by side.Teacher Dai slowed down the speed of the car, and scanned the crowds of people in pairs or small groups outside the car.

"How is it, Ming Yusheng, have you seen your friend?"

Ming Yusheng took a quick glance and found the small figure standing beside a turquoise brick wall. "Well, I found it."

After Ming Yusheng pushed the door and got off the car, he still remembered turning around and saying, "Thank you, Teacher Dai."

Teacher Dai smiled and waved, and drove away.

When Ming Yusheng and Fang Yi finally bought a gift she was satisfied with, the moon had already revealed a blurred face in the sky.

At the gate of the community, the driver of Fang Yi's family sat in the car and waited quietly.

Under one side of the street lamp, Fang Yi hugged Ming Yu with both arms, wishing she could hang herself on top of him.

"Ming Yusheng, Ming Yusheng, take me back to your house, okay, okay, okay!"

Ming Yusheng shook his head without thinking.

Fang Yi pouted unconvinced. "Why?"

Ming Yusheng patted her head. "My brother and I are the only two people in the house. It's not good for you to live with us."

Fang Yi hooked Hanyu's neck with both hands, and rubbed her face against his chest. "What's wrong, what's wrong...I live in the same room with you, and your brother lives in the same room, it doesn't matter, what's wrong!"

Ming Yusheng thought for a while and said, "Fang Yi, I know you don't want to live in your house alone, but if you don't stay at home, you won't be able to see your mother and father."

Fang Yi suddenly lost the interest in being coquettish, put down his hands, and muttered. "Who wants to see them. Are they my parents? I'm not at home for a few days a year, I'm not as good as an orphan!"

Before the words fell to the ground, Fang Yi raised his head in panic when thinking of Ming Yusheng. "Ming, Ming Yusheng, what I said just now is nonsense! Don't pay attention to me! I, I can't speak my heart... And, moreover, even if your parents are gone, you are not an orphan! You have Uncle Wu Love you, didn't you say that he is also your father! Also, there is your brother, um... Although I don't like him, but he is also very good to you, right? The worst, the worst is me! I also put You are my best friend, the kind who is closer than relatives! I swear!"

Fang Yi grabbed Ming Yusheng's clothes with both hands, looked nervously at his slightly disappointed expression, felt like crying. "Ming Yusheng, don't be sad, don't be sad, I'll be with you... You, you see, I'm worse than you! I'm not the same as you! But, I also live happily every day. You see, I... I'm not sad at all..."

Ming Yusheng watched the girl talking, then let go of one hand and began to rub his eyes constantly. The mixed feelings that had just evoked in his heart disappeared immediately, and he quickly took out a tissue to help Fang Yi wipe away tears.

"Fang Yi, don't cry." Ming Yusheng didn't know how to comfort others, so he could only speak the truth he understood, "I didn't understand many things my mother did before, but I think she also has her own. troubles..."

But before he could say a few words, he was abruptly interrupted by a voice that came in suddenly.

"Yo, are you doing a TV show tonight?"

Ming Yusheng turned around when he heard the voice. "Brother, you're back."

Wu Tao walked forward with a smile.If I don't go back, I will be pried into the corner of the wall.

Although he guessed a little bit before, and recently found out the real relationship between Ming Yusheng and Fang Yi, but seeing the two of them so close in front of his eyes, the narrow-minded Mr. Wu always feels uncomfortable.

"Shengsheng, let Fang Yi go back early. It's late now, girls will grow old quickly if they don't go to bed on time." Mr. Wu said sourly thinking of his age.

Knowing that staying overnight was hopeless, Fang Yi obediently left in the end, and Ming Yusheng returned home with the two of them.

Push the door and enter the house.

Ming Yusheng didn't put away his schoolbag, and first put a stick of incense on the altar table in the corner of the living room near the door.

Wu Tao then lit three sticks of incense, bowed, put the incense into the stove, and then began to take off his coat neatly, rolled up his sleeves, and walked towards the kitchen, saying: "Shengsheng, today is fried rice with eggs! This day The company is busy with work, I don’t have time to watch the video of the braised pork. Tomorrow, when brother learns that, we’ll eat meat again!”

"Oh, good." Ming Yusheng nodded indifferently, and then went into the room to hurry up and do his homework.

Busy days always go by quickly.

When Ming Yusheng finally crawled out of the pit of the final exam, he suddenly realized a problem.

"Brother." Ming Yusheng called out, staring at the calendar hanging on the outside wall of the kitchen, gnawing on an apple in his mouth.

"what's up?"

In the kitchen, Wu Tao was putting the chopped corn into the earthen pot on the stove.He has always been clumsy when handling ingredients, with a pair of glasses on his nose, he was still cautious just now, for fear of cutting a dish and crippling himself.Now that things were finally in the pot, he let out a long breath.

Ming Yusheng looked at the sporadic two or three red circles on the pages of the calendar from November to January of the new year. "Brother, Uncle Wu hasn't come back for a month."

Wu Tao took off his glasses, just after wiping the sweat off his forehead, he was wiping the fog from his glasses with the sleeve of his silk shirt, when he heard this, he paused slightly.

"Isn't it just at the end of the year? He is very busy. He often goes to the province for meetings, so he has no time to come back every day. Besides, you go to school every day. Even if he comes back during the day, how can you meet his people!"

After he finished speaking as if nothing had happened, he put on his cleaned glasses again, picked up a spoon set aside and stirred the soup in the crock pot, trying to mix the corn and ribs evenly.

Ming Yusheng thought about it, and thought it made sense. At the end of last time, Wu Yuanzong was busy for more than half a month and no one was seen. Moreover, he usually left for school early in the morning and came back at night wearing stars and moonlight. It was indeed rare to meet Wu Yuanzong's people.

Thinking of this, the strange feeling that had just risen in Ming Yusheng's heart disappeared again.

But he didn't know: Wu Tao in the kitchen, behind the foggy lenses again, was staring at the steaming and bubbling corn rib soup on the stove, full of chill...

The author has something to say: 0.0 is very curious, how come there is a cover, did JJ send it? ? ? ?