Fujia Nanshi, brother and sister

There was a muffled sound, the phone hit the wall, and the king pricked up his ears.Cats are keen by nature, their ears are set back for less than half a second, and the vertical lines in the middle of their foreheads seem to frown because of alertness.The pupils are widened and the eyes are piercing.

Airplane ears.The furry head looks rounder, Jiang Bai looks familiar.Someone knocked on the door, and Jiang Bai yelled that the door was unlocked.Parents respect their privacy very much and never open the door at will.

The door was pushed open by Xiao Yongmu: "What sound? Mom heard something smashed just now?"

Jiang Bai thought for a while, and pointed to the familiar airplane ears on the bed. "It did it."

"What..." Only the desk lamp was turned on in the room, Xiao Yongmu narrowed his eyes and stepped forward, "My lord? No wonder I didn't find you when I opened the can, and came to sleep with your brother?"

The cat has been raised at home for many years, whether Jiang Bai likes it or not, his parents regard the king as their youngest son, equal to themselves.They love the cat very much. Canned food, toys, and nutritional products are stuffed in the house, and there are warm beds in winter and ice beds in summer.But the king is irritable and accepts his life. He is in a good mood to let his parents hug him, but in a bad mood, he hides and can't find him for a day.

Anyone dares to scratch, crazy and stubborn, if you want to go downstairs to beat the dog, you can scratch the cat leash and wait for humans to put it on.But why did you come to sleep on your own bed today?Jiang Bai did not accept its false retention.

"Mom, take the dirty clothes and wash them. If you are hungry, go out and have a bite. If you are not hungry, go to sleep. Doctor Wang said that more rest is good." Xiao Yongmu bent down to take the school uniform, "Chat with Xiaoyu on weekends, you two grow up together Great, we can talk together."

The mobile phone was vibrating on the ground, Jiang Bai squeezed out a smile that was not a smile. "Well, thank you Mom."

The wound on the tiger's mouth was still there, the king was yawning, and Jiang Bai stretched out his hand to flick its ears.It didn't catch, the cat screamed, jumped out of the bed, and ran out after Xiao Yongmu.

Thin, pointy ears, untouched.Jiang Bai got out of bed to pick up his mobile phone, the application for adding JB's lover was still there, the head teacher and Xu Jun persisted in climbing for Lao Tzu, and also received a new WeChat.

[F: What are you doing?Have you had dinner? ]

pay rain.Jiang Bai stretched his brows, let go of his tense body, and called the phone.The other side was quickly connected. He arched his back against the wall, his latissimus dorsi protected his cervical spine, and opened his mouth hoarsely: "Don't eat too many popsicles."

It took a long time to speak over there: "Got it."

"Yeah." Jiang Bai pressed his forehead against the wall, "You have a bad stomach."

"I know." There was a laugh over there.But Jiang Bai vaguely felt that the smile was very sad.

As soon as he hung up the phone, his mother walked past the door holding her fingers, Jiang Bai went out to check, and sure enough, he was arrested by the king again.

The catch was not shallow, Jiang Bai brought over iodine, and said casually: "If you don't raise it well, it's useless to hurt it."

"Keep your voice down, the king is smart, he understands even bad things about him." Xiao Yongmu didn't blame the cat, "I don't know what happened to it today, but it didn't let me wash my clothes, so I had to throw it into the washing machine, it jumped up and became anxious .”

washing machine?Jiang Bai went to the laundry room. It was still there. He squatted in front of the front-loading washing machine, watching the school uniforms rolling through the glass door.

Seeing someone coming, the king stood up and scratched the round glass door frantically, as if trying to fish out the clothes inside.

Are you in love again?Jiang Bai went back to the room, probably because his parents didn't want him to suffer from surgery, and he never had birth control.

I don't know if other cats are in heat...Jiang Bai randomly picked up a photo frame. In the photo, the boy is 14 years old, his bangs are shorter than now, and he is holding the certificate of the fourth stage of martial arts in both hands, smiling like the sun.

Don't know, not familiar with.Jiang Bai picked up the pen and wrote two words next to the 14-year-old Jiang Bai, idiot.

Are you so happy after passing the four-stage certificate?What is there to make you laugh like this?do you have a cat

Lying back on the big bed, Jiang Bai reopened WeChat, with the avatar of the King when he was sleeping.He was sure he didn't like cats at all, but he took this picture anyway.

His head hurt again, so Jiang Bai simply shut down the phone.

With a thud, the eggplant was put into the pot.Fucheng picked up the iron spoon and flipped it casually a few times, covered it, and waited for the fried eggplant to become cooked by itself.There were more than 20 courier boxes piled up in the living room, 4 of them were sent by Qiu Li and Qing Rang, 1 was from the uncle of the teacher, and the rest were unfamiliar and too lazy to open.

The room is very simple, the furniture is all wooden, and the most conspicuous dining table was made by grandpa himself.The kitchen light was dim, and he turned on the lamp of the range hood. Behind the faucet was a piece of wall that was half peeled off.

The gray and white walls are turned upside down, and there are some mildew spots hidden inside.

Time to paint the walls again.Fucheng skillfully turned the frying pan, and after a while, he returned to the living room with a large plate of fried eggplant.Suddenly remembered something, covered the dishes with a rice cover made of bamboo slices, and took the phone back from the kitchen.

With an electric fan blowing beside him, Fucheng scooped up rice and ate eggplants, and didn't talk in the group, and didn't change the notes.

I'm so mad at you.Fucheng continued to wait for his friend to pass, and ate the fried eggplant he made crudely.Dad took himself a vegetarian. Among vegetables, eggplant and potatoes are his favorite, because they taste more like meat.

But when the eggplants were finished, there was still no response to the friend request.Is the phone broken?Fucheng patted the screen, but no matter how he patted, the friend application was not captured.

Maybe the phone is broken.Last time, Qiu Li showed himself a lot of movie websites, saying that he found them for him with great difficulty. The two of them had a good time watching them, but their phones got stuck more and more.Damn it, it must be on purpose, Qiu Li knew there was a virus so he didn't need to watch it on his phone.

In the past, my mobile phone was so fast, I could watch movies easily, and I could show off when I was getting an IV drip, and I would brag about my acquaintance with the IV drip, saying that I had kissed my senior brother.But a little bit of acquaintance said that he had slept alone.

I can't admit defeat in this kind of thing. I contributed dozens of treasured short videos, and expressed my enthusiasm to him, not only saying that I have slept with my senior brother, but also recommending positions, which are refreshing and labor-saving.

It's so awesome, it seems that I have really experienced it myself, and I had a good time with my senior brother.

In the end, I went to get an IV drip again, and the doctor gave me a private room, probably because I monitored that I was showing my IV drip friend a film.But the single room was too quiet, Fucheng wanted to find that brother to continue blowing, while holding the drip bottle, he knocked on the door one by one in the corridor to find someone.

Now my phone is poisoned, I can't watch any movies.Fucheng covered the leftover rice with new news, he clicked on it, it was another Lions team.

[Leave at 5:[-] a.m. the day after tomorrow, pile up and breathe fire]

Not through application.Fucheng replied lonely. [300 no bargaining]

[250 takes you one]

[Row]

Fu Cheng rubbed his stomach, cursed the Three Character Classic, and tapped the Pinyin keyboard with One Finger Zen.

The friend did not respond for a long time, Fucheng waited until he went to bed, and he still failed to pass after taking a shower, so he had to climb into bed in frustration.The bed was also made by grandpa himself, and it squeaked when I lay on it.On the wall is Fujiaban, from black and white photos to color digital photos, the number of people is getting smaller and smaller.

Grandpa, grandpa, dad, there are many lions walking in the team... In the last picture, only dad and himself.

Can I add WeChat tomorrow?You can also add WeChat to a mobile phone that is poisoned after watching a movie, right?Fucheng closed his eyes.

The old-fashioned building has its own ultra-small balcony. There are more than a dozen pots of hydrangea next to each other, and each ball is surrounded by a ball like a dozen little lion heads.Blue, green, pale pink, and a few pots of fresh blood, as red as generations of people in the Fujiaban have cultivated it with care.

After waking up, it was Saturday, Fu Cheng took the phone and sat up excitedly.passed.

Pass time is 3am on Saturday.

Now we can chat with the senior brother, right?Fucheng was happy all day long, so he opened WeChat and looked at the senior brother's profile picture when he had nothing to do.The head portrait is that of a king, and the vertical stripes on his forehead are particularly fierce, like frowning.

It's so big.Fucheng saved the avatar and touched it.When I was young, I had little pocket money, so I saved it up to buy the cheapest dried fish, and it was hard to save my life.

But why didn't senior brother chat with himself?Could it be that the mobile phone has a virus to watch movies?

On Sunday, I woke up at 4:8 in the morning in Fucheng, rinsed my mouth and washed my face, stretched my shoulders and lowered my waist. There was no subway when I went out, and I ran for half an hour to reach my destination, just in time.I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, but I am not afraid of running. The [-] kilometers every day is as easy as breathing, but it is as uncomfortable as changing the school uniform to wear the name of another lion club.

Obviously I have a team, but I am still the leader of the team, so I can't support it.

"Get in the car." The boss, who often spends money to buy him a lion, urged him, and stuffed him with a bag of things, "Dinner, I will call you when it's time."

"Thank you brother." Fu Cheng climbed into the minibus, the car was filled with unfamiliar faces, and the colleagues who were out with the lion last month have already withdrawn.The north is no better than the south. They don't pay much attention to lion dance. If they can't survive in this industry, they have to change careers if they have no money to make.

It was still early, Fucheng opened the bag, it was early, the boss knew he was a vegetarian, so he specially bought a few more vegetarian buns.He ate up the vegetarian stuffing and soy milk, and the meatloaf didn't move. He put on the hat of Chongde's school uniform and started to catch up on sleep.

The car didn't know where it was going, and he didn't wake up.

He didn't open his eyes until the boss started calling people to Fucheng one by one.When I got off the car, I found that I was in the suburbs. It was not like celebrating the ribbon-cutting of the shopping mall, but it seemed like there were sports activities in the grand square.Fucheng is a little confused, is this a welcome or an opening, a housewarming or a birthday celebration?

Traditional lion walks have fixed rules, routines, drums, and dance methods, but now the old rules can't be applied at all.

It was only after 8 o'clock, Fucheng took a photo and sent it to Moments, marking the location as a work record.He especially doesn't like to post on Moments, and his uncle forced himself, saying that whether it is good to lead the lion team in the future, or to set up a family class, this is all proven by experience.

Even if it's just a job, the person looking for you to be a lion depends on what activities you have taken on before.The more experience you have, the higher the price.

That's right, Fucheng now knows that his uncle has good intentions.It is because I have a lot of experience, willingness to work hard, and can do lion dance and acrobatics that I can earn 250 yuan, which is cheaper than others.

I woke up early to catch the evening market, and didn't start work until almost noon.Fucheng was not surprised, waiting for half a day was not too much.

"Change your clothes in bright colors." The boss began to explain, "This square has just been built, and a color run is held every Sunday. Do you know what a color run is? Anyway, there is a lively lion dance before the run, so You free me up on Sundays."

Fucheng picks and chooses among a pile of Southern Lion costumes.

"Xiaocheng, don't pick, hurry up!" The boss was a little anxious, "Whatever, lions don't pay much attention now."

Fucheng glanced at the lion's head on the back of the car. It was red and yellow, and the pants should also be yellow.Nanshi trousers are exquisite, with elastic waistbands, 4 or 5 layers of pure wool mustache, and trousers are tight and not sloppy.The waist should be firmly tied up with a belt and tied thinner.

After finally picking out one, more than half of the sequins that should have been sewn densely fell off, and the wool was not good.He tried it on, but it was too loose at the waist, barely wrapping around his hip bones.

The Zhengshan school trousers are long, but these trousers are short, and the tendons of the ankles are not covered at all.Then I went to look for Nanshi shoes. The fur ball on the toe of the shoe was not big enough for my fist, and it was crooked.

That's it? That's it?

Fucheng put on his shoes, with the laces wrapped around his ankles three times.Fujiaban's clothes are several times better than this in terms of material alone, and a fine comb can straighten the whiskers from head to toe.The fur balls on the tip of the shoe are as big as a small watermelon, and each ball is beaten against the fur so that it becomes fluffy and fluffy.

The clothes in front of me still smell bad, and I don't know if they have been washed.Forget it, Fucheng put on his pants and shoes, but couldn't find the black belt to tie his waist, so he really didn't want to touch his shirt, so he jumped out of the car shirtless.Earn 250 yuan a week, and the meal expenses will come out now.

"Brother, how do you dance now?" He had to ask, "Is it Caiqing or..."

"You don't need to be so professional." The boss shook his head, "Get on the stake, jump a few casually, spit fire, and it's over. After your big picking routine, it's gone in half an hour. Can people still run?"

Fu Cheng didn't say anything, he put a bandage on his right wrist, and went to pick up the lion's head.

The lion head is not good looking either.He disliked it and didn't even want to touch it.A strong man came over next to him, his muscles looked like those of a weightlifter.

"No wonder, the boss asked me to be a lion with you." The fierce man said, "You are too fucking tall, aren't you?"

"If you can lift it, lift it, if you can't lift it, get out." Fucheng was in a bad mood, "Just put it on the stake and lift it. I won't wrap around the stake. If you can't lift it, I'm afraid you'll throw me."

The rest of the people were all wearing tops, but Fucheng was naked, which was much taller than the lion's head next to it.He is 1 meters tall, he looks like the sky.The boss asked them to go to the lion batch, and gave Fucheng another bottle.Fucheng unscrewed the bottle and took a mouthful, it was kerosene.

As soon as the lion drum team rang, he put the lion head on his head, the lion head of benevolence, loyalty, bravery, and martial arts.

Several southern lions gathered in the square, some were jumping and jubilant, and some were walking unicorn steps.Fucheng's body doesn't follow his brain, and he wants to find the drumbeat when he hears the drumbeat.

But this drumbeat...is it messed up?He stared straight ahead, his legs stood naturally, and his shoulders were straight to lift the underframe of the lion's head. Two pieces of skin had been worn and pressed for many years, and the first layer was polished, which was just right for two clavicle nails.Hold the left crossbar with your left hand, palm facing inward.The right hand controls the right crossbar, with the palm facing down.

Move the right finger up and down, the lion's mouth opens and closes, swallowing thousands of miles.When leaping forward, release the right crossbar, and pull the trigger in the lion's head skillfully, the lion's eyes are agile, and the lion's ears are alert.

"Stop dancing, get on the fucking pile soon." The fierce man pinched his waist and said.

If it wasn't for the kerosene in his mouth, Fucheng would have scolded your whole family eight hundred times.Do you have such a lion's tail?Arched back and raised head, the most taboo of lion tail is humped back, if you don't have good waist skills, don't take this job.

The drum beats were beating in a chaotic manner. The layman watched the excitement, but it made Fucheng want to throw a lion's head at the lion drum team.Slowly getting to the bottom of the pile, the lion's tail didn't even step on it, and he lifted him so suddenly that his pants were almost pulled off.

Fucheng wanted to spit kerosene in his face.That's it?In the past, the elder brother lifted himself up, jumped on the spot from the 1-meter pile, stepped on the four piles with four claws at the moment of putting on the pile, and supported the two behind him with his waist.

While others were dancing on the piles, Fucheng tried his best to dance the lion head sonorously, with pauses and delays, but he didn't dare to use too much force, for fear that the cheap lion head would fall apart in his hands.Waiting for the boss to wave his hand at the bottom, he jumped to the front of the fuse, mastered the strength and direction of the fire, and sprayed out a mouthful of kerosene.

The lion spit fireballs, and there was loud applause.

Fucheng tried his best to spit out the kerosene, so as not to cause the fire column to flow back and be sucked into his lungs by himself.

The fireball got bigger and the applause was louder.

The tail did not have a tacit understanding, Fucheng did not dare to jump, and honestly stepped on the 5-meter-high pile.The strong man behind him might be afraid of heights, so he grabbed his waist tightly, and when he turned over and danced out of the square, Fucheng took off the lion's head, and there were two big red handprints on the side waist, ten fingers clearly.

I really don't know what to scold.Fucheng was covered in sweat, so he found a piece of green belt, and used the watering pipe to spray water to wash away the smell of kerosene in his mouth.

Music sounded in the center of the square, colorful colored powder was thrown at the crowd, and clouds of colored smoke rose.The host announced the start of the color run with an upbeat tone, and Fu Cheng sat on the grass with a grunt in his stomach.When I was young, my senior brother said, as long as you take the stake, I will definitely watch you.How many people do you have, where are you?

No matter how disgusted he was, Fu Cheng still touched the cheap lion head mirror on his forehead, the pearl was covered in dust.

In September, it was still half light at 9 o'clock in the evening.Fu Yu was sitting in the school bus reading manga, and when she arrived at Jiang Bai's stop, she collected the manga.

The car door opened, and Jiang Bai sat beside him.

"Here, the peaches my mother bought were airlifted." Fu Yu took the peaches from her bag, "My mother specially asked me to bring them for you. She said they were very sweet, so she didn't want me to eat more."

Jiang Bai took it. "Thank you, Auntie, for me. Have you eaten yet?"

"I ate, I'll give it to you." Fu Yu said, "What did you do today? My aunt called me in the morning and said that you disappeared again for no reason. She was so scared that she almost cried."

Jiang Bai thought for half a minute. "I picked up a cat, so don't worry. What do you and my mother say?"

"Of course I'm helping you, saying that you're on your way to my house. Don't go missing again. The last time you disappeared without a word for several days, your uncles and aunts were going to call the police. When you came back, you looked bad and worried for a few times. God." Fu Yu suddenly saw Jiang Bai's hand, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Bai put all the peaches in his schoolbag, and there was not a single one left. He wiped the colorful powder on the edge of his nails vigorously, but did not wipe it off. "It's nothing, I accidentally rubbed it."