Fujia Nanshi, brother and sister

Jiang Bai applied ice to his left eye, and his right eye instantly opened wide. "who?"

"No one, no one." Fu Cheng jumped out of bed and began to yell at people, "Brother Xiaodong, you go out, this is...privacy."

Liao Dong thought he was shy: "Hey, I grew up together, and I even helped you take a bath, and now I'm starting to feel shy? Eat less ice, the stomachache is still your own."

Jiang Bai snapped the ice pack.

"Don't worry about it, go out first, I have something to do." Fu Cheng finally drove him away, "Brother? Brother, are you still there?"

Jiang Bai sat stiffly. "I am here."

"Scared me, you didn't move, I thought the internet was down." Fucheng climbed back to the mosquito net, "Brother, are you free on Sunday? I want to ask you out."

"Is he your elder brother?" Jiang Bai raised his face and asked.

"Who?" Fucheng was stunned again, and he had a few seconds to react, "No, that was my uncle's son just now, how old is I. Brother Xiaodong just came back from a business trip today."

"It's not your senior brother, you have already bathed for you?" Jiang Bai put down the ice pack, the left side of his face was dripping wet.

Fucheng swallowed half of the popsicle. In the past, senior brother didn't like Brother Xiaodong, and he especially cared about him helping him to take a bath. "I haven't washed it a few times. My dad and my uncle have a good relationship. Brother Xiaodong is 5 years older than me, and he took me with me before I was 4 years old."

Jiang Bai began to raise his eyebrows. "What are you doing with me?"

"Nothing." Fu Cheng shook his head, "When Dad and Uncle Shi practiced kung fu, they handed me over to Brother Xiao Dong."

"What about after 4 years old?" Jiang Bai frowned slightly.

Fucheng smiled, and the small dimple was embedded 1 cm below the left corner of his mouth. "After the age of 4, my brother will take care of me."

"Your senior brother also bathes you?" Jiang Bai got up and closed the window, and the rain came in again.

"Wash, we brothers and sisters wash together." Fu Cheng finished eating the popsicles, "Brother takes care of everything. I was rebellious when I was 14 years old, and wanted to bury the collarbone nail after getting the earrings done, but my dad wouldn't let me say anything. I had no choice but to go to Senior Brother and ask him to take me to bury the nails."

"Stupid." Jiang Bai lay back on the bed again, "Then he took you there?"

The abdominal muscles were unobstructed, Fucheng was hungry, and started sucking popsicle sticks. "Well, senior brother said that I was disobedient and couldn't control or stop me. Why don't he take me there, find a hospital and doctor he can trust, and make troubles under his nose."

Jiang Bai looked at the screen again, the two flashing spots under the collarbone were a bit of an eyesore. "Burying this thing, does it hurt?"

Fucheng quickly shook his head: "It doesn't hurt, I've been given anesthesia, and it will be over in a few seconds."

After finishing speaking, the popsicle stick was bitten off by him, and there was a moment of silence from both sides.

"Brother." In the end, Fucheng spoke first, "I want to watch cat movies, and I want to see the king."

Jiang Bai looked elsewhere, and there were cat shadows lingering left and right in the gap at the bottom of the door. "It went to the pet store to take a bath, you can't see it. Cat movies are not good."

"Nice, I like cats." Fucheng lay down, just in front of the camera with his chest open, "I'm going to the lion dance on weekends, can I ask you out?"

Jiang Bai moved his shoulders: "See if I'm free, I'm...very busy." After finishing speaking, the people on the screen were sluggish to the extent visible to the naked eye, and the earrings on both sides of the plane's ears were asymmetrical, flashing like Jiang Bai. Bai was upset.

"You dance the lion, why isn't your senior brother accompanying you?" Jiang Bai asked.The round inch has also grown, and it seems that it can be shaved.

"Sometimes accompany, sometimes not." Fucheng lied, "Brother may come on weekends, he said, he will take care of me at any time." At this time the door rang again, and it was Liao Chengming: "Fucheng, outside It's thundering, if you're afraid of going to the big house to sleep at night, Master Uncle has come in..."

Oops.A carp in Fucheng stood up and ended the video call. When the uncle entered the room, he was lying on the mat.

"Come on, Uncle Master has a brief chat with you." Liao Chengming chose a place beside the bed.

Fucheng just listened, and he could guess what he wanted to talk about.Sure enough, the master uncle was helping him find Shiwei in Zhang Luo. There were several peer groups with good relationships in the Fu family class before, and it was not that there were no peers.

"It's time for Fu's class to wake up. Even lions can wake up. You can stand up." Liao Chengming had a few candidates in hand, "Uncle Shi will find you a good one, plus Qiu Li and Qing Rang, even if only you are left A pair of lions would be fine."

Fucheng has mixed flavors, changing the lion's tail is equivalent to re-adjusting, and this change is equivalent to completely cutting off thoughts, no longer looking forward to finding the senior brother.I have not found a regular partner in the past few years, and I am still unwilling and reluctant.

"You can figure it out, I can do it." In the end, he could only agree.

"After the [-]th long holiday, my uncle will introduce you for you, and follow the rules of the Lion Walk." Liao Chengming felt relieved and went to the living room to make a phone call.Fucheng lay back full of thoughts, clutching his phone in silence.

A few minutes later, the phone vibrated, and it was the photo of Dawang.

[Jiang Bai: It doesn't look good]

"It's beautiful, senior brother, you took really good pictures. The king looks fierce, but I think it should be quite obedient." Fucheng said quickly.

Forget it, it's a blessing to be able to find my senior brother, it doesn't matter if I can dance the lion with myself again, as long as my senior brother lives well, I will be happy in this life without regrets.

A few minutes later, the phone vibrated again.

[What about mine? ]

What?What about me?Fucheng blinked.The phone continued to vibrate, as if he was sure he didn't understand.

[photo]

Oh, this one.Fucheng found a place with sufficient light and took a selfie with a smile.Senior Brother wants to take a picture of himself, so go ahead and take a picture of a small walnut.

On the next Saturday, Fucheng had dinner as usual before leaving. Before going home, he deliberately went to take a photo of his ID card, planning to reapply for his student ID card next week.

Finally, there were not so many cardboard boxes piled up at the door, this time there were only two.Fucheng opened it to take a look, one belonged to his younger brother, a small box full of dried yogurt, with a small card attached, saying that he wanted to give himself a surprise.

surprise?Fucheng didn't want surprises, but only hoped that the brothers and sisters were safe.He hasn't contacted Qiu Liqing since he transferred to another school. He was afraid that they would ask about his elder brother's condition... We must have a good get-together during the [-]th National Day holiday.

The other box was very small, and Fucheng opened the carton with his bare hands, and a dozen dull and colorless photos fell out.what?Fucheng picked it up, it was still dark, and then took pictures of the floor numbers, 1, 2, 3... all the way to 6.

6?What's the meaning?Fucheng turned back, it was the anti-theft door.There is a house number on the anti-theft door, 601.

This door looks familiar.Fucheng opened the door of his own house, and then compared the photos, damn it, isn't this his own house?

There was silence outside the door. He stepped out of the anti-theft door to look at the corridor. There was a red number 6 on the wall.

Who's okay to knock on the door of their own house?Fucheng took the two empty cardboard boxes outside the door and piled them up.Suddenly a sound behind him startled him.

Two tall boys came out from 603 opposite, and they were also taken aback by Fucheng.

"Brother, are you going out?" Fucheng knew them and moved here for more than half a year, they were like brothers.They look like five-pointers, and their heights are about the same, all taller than themselves.One is very talkative and the other hardly speaks. The talkative one is called Chen Shuang, and the silent one... I don’t know each other.

The cooking at his house is very delicious, and Fucheng often wants to knock on the door to grab a meal.During the summer vacation, people knocked on the door every day, and they were all men.

"Well, take my brother out for dinner, have you eaten? If you haven't eaten, I'll bring it back for you." The talkative one asked.Behind the quiet brother who hides, the two are dressed exactly the same.

"No, I ate." Fucheng smiled, and suddenly saw Chen Shuangyou's temple was bruised.

Chen Shuang also smiled at him, and personally pulled his younger brother down the stairs.The relationship between the two brothers is really good, but Fucheng is not envious, he also has a senior brother and a younger brother.

After locking the door, Fucheng pressed his legs against the wall and stretched his hips.I was born with tight hip bones, and my hips were not opened, like a small clam shell, and they shrank back after a few days of not practicing.

At the same moment, Jiang Bai pressed his fingertips with alcohol cotton, and the snow-white cotton ball was soon half dyed red.

"Why do you have to hold it, the king is sleeping soundly." Jiang Wenhui felt sorry for his son, and was not willing to scold the cat.

Xiao Yongmu came over with a freshly cut honeydew melon. "Your Majesty doesn't like others to hold it. Your father and I will hold it according to its mood. Come on, son, try whether it's sweet or not."

Jiang Bai gave up the idea of ​​hugging him to take pictures, and casually took a half-length photo of the king, and sent it successfully.The honeydew melon was very sweet, but he stopped after two bites, because there was something wrong with the taste.

"Last weekend you ran away as soon as you said, it was too rude, it made me and your mother unable to come to the stage, fortunately, Fu Yu's parents are easy to talk to." Jiang Wenhui also grabbed a piece of honeydew melon, "Take time to apologize to Fu Yu's parents. Also, you are not allowed to make trouble at school in the future, it will not be good for your recovery."

"Yeah." Jiang Bai ate half a mouthful. Half a minute later, a new message came. The round-inch boy was pressing his legs by the wall, and his psoas muscles were as flawless as his shoulders and neck.

Red bottoms, dirty socks.Jiang Bai rubbed his nose and kept the cat slices.

"The school contacted us. This time you are making a big fuss. How can you still hurt people with a stick?" Xiao Yongmu was half distressed and half complaining, "You didn't fight before, so you can't do this again."

"Yeah." Jiang Bai quit the cat movie, imagining what he was like in the past.

Even Fu Yu said that he was different from before, but no one said what he was like before.The brain is damaged, but the eyes are not sick. When they mentioned their past, their expressions were full of tenderness, which was nostalgic.

The current self is not as good as the 15-year-old Jiang Bai. What they miss is another one, not the self who can't remember anything.

Jiang Bai casually clicked into Baidu to search for salty water popsicles.Sure enough, it was cheap, and it looked very ordinary, translucent and full of ice.

Swallow the popsicle whole into your mouth and then pull it out whole.Jiang Bai lowered his head and grabbed a piece of honeydew melon.

"I heard from Fu Yu that you really picked up a kitten at school?" Jiang Wenhui asked again, "Show daddy what kind of kitten. Is it good? If it is good, I will take it home and raise it. The king also needs a companion." .”

Before the honeydew melon was finished, Jiang Bai received another photo, which was a backside.

The deep concave in the back is arc-shaped, the scapula covers small muscle groups, and the two lumbar fossa are symmetrical on the gluteal muscle.

[My cat: Senior Brother, look, I have a waist!Awesome! ]

Jiang Bai replied that he was not awesome, and then enlarged the original photo, saved it, and put it in the cat picture.

"Ah?" He just remembered that he didn't answer the question just now, and said to Jiang Wenhui, "It's not good, others can't catch it, so I can't show it to you. But...it's very beautiful, causing trouble everywhere."

Woke up again in the early morning of Sunday, before dawn, Fucheng got up in the dark to catch up with work, and had breakfast on the minibus to catch up on sleep.

Last week it was a high pile breathing fire, last week it was a diving pile, and it only earned 100 yuan.This week, Fucheng got off the bus and was dumbfounded. It was a high-end shopping mall, but the professional lion dance team was already in place.

"Brother, they are all in place, what are we doing?" Fu Cheng asked the boss.

"The major shareholders of the shopping mall are particular about our scattered lion team, saying that we are patching together." The boss pointed to the drum on the opposite side, "Just let us help out for a while, and you are not needed for the lion dance."

If it is not needed, Fucheng is most afraid that he will not be able to use these three words, so he is depressed.There are fewer and fewer jobs, and I don't have a team. If this continues, the Fujiaban is completely hopeless.

The lion team on the opposite side looked professional, and their clothes were much better than their own.Fucheng took a drumstick at random, and he really knew how to play drums. People who learn lions recognize drums, and they can be regarded as growing up with drums.

But there is also a lion drum team on the opposite side, Zamabu swings a big mallet, the drums are sonorous and powerful, sometimes slow and fast, very traditional elevated drums.

Fucheng took a photo and posted it on Moments, knocking casually, imagining that the person standing on the high pile was himself.

Hangerlang knocked on the ground for two hours, and finally got around until noon.Fucheng would rather be tired than relaxed, tired and earn money, today means no lions, 250 yuan is useless.

"We didn't have a lion today." Sure enough, the boss said, "The money is not settled, but the hotel shareholders are generous and give a small red envelope. Now go to the car and get a box lunch. After eating, we will go back."

Fucheng was the first to stand up, stretch his waist, and take a deep breath. A martial arts practitioner has a clear mind, and no matter how depressed he is, he cannot lose his energy.After taking the lunch box, he found a quiet place to sit, picked and picked out the diced meat, and ate rice and vegetarian dishes.

The lion team on the opposite side has just finished work, and the lion heads are one after another.

It's okay, I will have a lion's tail soon, and it's time to revive Fujiaban.Fucheng cheered himself up, watching so engrossedly that no one sitting next to him noticed.

When he realized that the lunch box in his hand was gone.

"Didn't your elder brother care about everything?" Jiang Bai held a simple lunch box and lightly held a cigarette between his fingers, "What about others? Call him out, and I'll kill him."

Fucheng dropped a mouthful of rice.

There are pairs of southern lions tens of meters away, and Shige is next to him, wearing a white baseball cap on his head, and the white T-shirt is as clean as before.But the look in his eyes was different, there was no heat, and he was smoking a cigarette. If he didn't know that this was Senior Brother, he might have taken it as someone else.

But he is not a stranger living in the shell of his senior brother, this is his senior brother.Fucheng laughed all of a sudden, and his eyes were shining brightly, like sweat.

"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Bai asked.The happiness overflowing from the small pear dimple was all for herself without hesitation.

"I thought you weren't free." Fu Cheng couldn't stop laughing.

"Come here along the way." Jiang Bai wanted to cover the lower half of his face, afraid that what belonged to him would be seen by others, so he endured it again and again, "Did you sleep by yourself on Friday night?"

Fucheng finished chewing the rice. "yes."

"Your little Dong brother didn't give you a bath?"

"Ah?" Fucheng shook his head, "I'm already this old, of course I wash it myself."

"Wearing his panties?"

"No, I slept naked." Fu Cheng laughed so hard that his knees touched each other.

"En." Jiang Bai nodded, repeatedly choosing between the two options of lifting him up and throwing the lunch box, and finally bounced the rice grains stuck to Fucheng's mouth first.

Tell my cat to start work early in the morning, and don't give the cat food.Jiang Bai took a puff of cigarette and got up to find the owner of the lion team.