Fujia Nanshi, brother and sister

"Jiang Bai?" Yan Shou really thought he saw a ghost.Everyone knows that the big apprentice of the Fu family class has an accident, and it seems that he is gone, and he will never come back.Now is this resurrection with a dead body or running back from the underworld?

White wax eyebrow-level stick, 180 cm long and 3.5 cm thick, Jiang Bai felt the old marks of long-term use.I must have used this stick before, otherwise it would not have been erected in Fujiaban's yard.Fucheng practiced the sword, Qiu Li used the nine-section whip, and Qing Rang practiced competitive Tai Chi, which was his own.

Finally no longer carrying other people's luggage, Jiang Bai found it back, and wanted to find all the things marked with his name.

He held the stick in his right hand to the bottom, leaving an elbow distance from the bottom of the stick.No wonder, Jiang Bai held the stick lightly, his tiger's mouth and the palm of his hand were severely worn, because he practiced the stick himself.

As soon as his right hand exerted strength, the stick completely bounced the door panel open.

Yan Shou took a few steps back, not only Jiang Bai came, but also Qiu Li and Qing Rang standing behind him.In the past, Fucheng was the only one who liked to make troubles, and came here to ask for flags from time to time, but now that Jiang Bai came back, his two juniors also came.

There are only four left in the Fujia class, and now they are coming together.

"What are you doing!" Yan Shou shouted.As soon as the people from Nanfengtang entered the room, they were all called out by him.

"What are we doing?" Jiang Bai stepped in first, and at this moment Xiao Yu turned into Zhong Yu and threw people's faces, "Did you hit my junior brother?"

"Why are you back?" Yan Shou wiped the rainwater, "Didn't you die deep..."

The tip of the stick was covered with rainwater and slid right above the door of Yan Shou's head in an instant. Jiang Bai held the stick with both hands facing each other.

Ka, stopped at the position between his eyebrows, with a good stick technique, he hit wherever he pointed, and stopped as soon as he said.

"What are you doing! What are you doing!" People from Nanfengtang gathered around, and there were a few newcomers who didn't know Fujiaban's big lion tail, "Get the fuck out, this is not a place for you to run wild!"

But there were a few experienced people who recognized them.The rain was getting heavier, and the one at the front who was drenched in the water looked familiar.

Isn't this... They looked carefully and finally called out. "Jiang Bai!"

Fu Hong's great apprentice, Fu Cheng's senior brother.Naturally, the new kid doesn't know him, he has no eyes.

Jiang Bai switched the white wax stick to his left hand, took out the metal nunchaku in Fucheng's schoolbag with his right hand, held the left end, stretched out his middle finger and index finger and wrapped the steel chain twice clockwise.

"Who hit my junior brother?" Jiang Bai led his juniors forward in the rain, put out two fingers on his right hand, and turned the back of his hand immediately.

The young ones were going to go up and bombard people.

The right stick of the nunchaku was turned to the back of Jiang Bai's hand, and the left stick was hidden in the palm of his hand. He hooked the chain with his little finger, turned the back of his hand in the direction they came, and exerted force downward.In an instant, all the fingers were released, and the double sticks returned to their positions in a flat and circular motion trajectory, and the raindrops fluttered, like a bird fluttering its wings, and the sound of the chain movement was terrifying.

For a moment, the younger boy who was about to pounce on him didn't dare to go up. Martial arts sticks are not necessarily threatening, but metal sticks are different. This guy can kill people.

"I'm coming! My senior brother is here to beat you!" Fu Cheng kicked over the high stool in the Nanfeng hall, and then kicked over the high shelf used for picking green plants. Who can stop him when the senior brother comes back?Can't stop.Rainwater flowed down his circumference, wet his neck, he kicked like crazy, kicked everything he could kick, and everything he could sweep flew away.

"Your uncle!" Yan Shou rushed over to grab the drumstick.The rain curtain in front of him was suddenly lifted, and a stick rushed towards his face.

Jiang Baihu swung his stick fiercely in a circle, and the stick slid to his neck, but he turned his head to avoid it, and threw out a cloud stick.The force was all on the tip of the stick, hitting people in the face, all on the highest part of Yan Shou's nose.

"Damn it..." Yan Shou squatted down covering his nose, sucking his gums sorely.Putting his hands down, his entire face was red, from the bridge of his nose to his temples.

Wipe your hands again, and your nosebleeds will flow.

Seeing Yan Shou being beaten, the brothers of Nanfengtang rushed towards Jiang Bai one by one.Jiang Bai doesn't talk too much nonsense, those who can be dealt with can be dealt with with sticks, and those who can't be dealt with by Qing Rang.The sticks hit her in the face, all of which hurt her face.

He squatted on the ground, either covering his mouth or nose.

Yan Shou hadn't stood up yet, he was almost in a daze just now.Fucheng, however, walked and tore open, walked all the way to tear down all the things in the courtyard that hadn't had time to collect them.

Only don't touch the lion.This is the biggest rule of Fujiaban.He was so happy that he didn't care if the mud splashed on his body or face, and he didn't even have to look behind him.Originally planned to have a dignified lion dance competition to win back the flag of Fujiaban.But since Yan Shou said that he could get your senior brother to get the flag and return it with both hands, Fucheng didn't waste that effort to learn from each other.

He dismantled it as soon as he could, he was like a little lunatic who smashed it, and he was apologizing for the uncle's leg injury.

The last stick Jiang Bai swung at the main entrance of Nanfeng Hall, and the white wax stick that had not been moved for a long time was broken in half.Fucheng took Qiu Li to rummage through boxes and cabinets in the house to find the flag. Qing Rang grabbed Yan Shou's portrait and asked him to kowtow to admit his mistake.

Where is the flag?Where... If it wasn't that he wasn't tall enough, Fucheng really wanted to smash through the top window of Nanfeng Hall.Now that he has come back to life, he has grown seventeen or eighteen gallbladders with the portrait of his senior brother, and he is not afraid of anyone or afraid of anyone.Stop if you have the ability, I will ask my senior brother to beat you.

"Where's my family's flag!" There was nothing in the cabinet, and Qiu Li couldn't find anything. Fucheng was a little panicked, and searched and searched in the training ground, and the floor was covered with wet shoe prints.He turned around and then turned around again, stopped, stunned, and ran towards the pile of debris in the corner.

They are all cushions and leftovers from making lion heads, and at the bottom is a big flag with a purple background and a gold border.There were too many things piled up, Fucheng couldn't push it alone, and Qiu Li couldn't push it when he came over. Qingrang came again and pulled the flag out reluctantly, and several big holes had already been broken.

One person held a corner, the dusty banner trembled in the air, and saw the sun again.Double-sided tribute satin, two meters high, embroidered in Beijing Fujiaban.On the left, there is the one who overwhelms the river and overwhelms the sea to defeat the dragon, and on the right, there is the one who swallows mountains and rivers as fiercely as a tiger.

Got it back.Fucheng dusted off the lion dance flag, this was what Dad was thinking about before he left.He folded the flag respectfully, put it in his schoolbag, held the bag in his arms, and led Qiu Liqing to the courtyard.

Thunder rumbles, a heavy rain washes over the city of Beijing, grotesque neon LED screens grow on reinforced concrete, and buildings bow and retreat to make way for the bamboo-woven southern lion.People stood all over the courtyard, Jiang Bai guarded the door, no one dared to come in.

"You said this yourself, I didn't steal or snatch it!" Fucheng became stubborn, "You said that my senior brother would return the flag when he came back, who the hell let you use my family's flag as a mat! There is a lion dance competition if you have the ability If you lose, I will call you grandpa!"

Yan Shou just wanted to block their way, but he was afraid of Jiang Bai.

It was raining heavily and there was no umbrella.Jiang Bai took off his coat and put it on top of Fucheng's head, and led his juniors to rush outside, dripping wet.He shielded Fucheng from the rain, and Fucheng shielded the flag in his schoolbag from the rain.A thunder came, and he covered Fu Cheng's right ear.

After leaving Nanfengtang, the drenched people had nowhere to go, so they had to go to Fucheng's house first.A few soaked chickens lined up to take a hot shower, wearing Fucheng's old clothes.

Jiang Bai is the elder brother, the last one to take a shower.Standing in the bathroom of Fucheng's house, thinking about the next arrangement.

The family is not ready to go back, and I don't want to see my parents again.The memory fault was not only not repaired but also cheated, Jiang Bai could no longer trust them at all.He used to be able to tell from clues that his parents had lied to him and concealed something, but he never thought that such a big matter would be concealed.

Big enough to change the trajectory of his life.

But parents won't give up easily, they are willing to hurt themselves, maybe they will find other ways.Jiang Bai counted his age, and he needed a guardian for everything he did before he was an adult. If his parents moved his student status, there was nothing he could do.

Now he still can't believe that his close relatives have lied to him so much.

Premeditated for a long time, arranged properly.If it wasn't for Fucheng's rampage and transfer to find him, he might have been cheated in this life.When I think about it someday, it may have been decades.At that time...

Not to mention the age of 50, even if the memory recovers at the age of 30, and I find that I have recognized the wrong person and lived in a lie, the pain and suffering are unimaginable, and I am afraid that I will not be able to survive. When I was 15 years old, I lost my junior brother. When I was 30 years old, I went to find it myself. Where can I find it?Fucheng will become like this, how many people have been bullied by him, will he forgive himself?

Even if you find it, I'm afraid it's already a different thing.The Xiaoyuancun from back then can never be found again, and the two have long since become strangers.

Fortunately, I had time, I was not yet 18 years old, and I was cheated for more than two years, so I had time.

After taking a shower, Jiang Bai came out wiping his hair, and went to the balcony to check the seal first.Originally, the balcony was semi-open, and 602 climbed over from the balcony. Now it is fully enclosed, and the sundries on the balcony have been cleared out, making the place look much bigger.

The pots of hydrangeas are in full bloom, with different colors, and next to it is the pot of half-dead mint grass.

He went to the living room, Qiu Li and Qing Rang were wearing Fucheng's old clothes, and they were studying what to eat.Fucheng sewed the flag on the side, clumsily sticking needles upwards, the stitches were like centipedes.

"Brother!" Fu Cheng put down the needle, brought a pot of hot water from the kitchen, and poured a few tablespoons of white vinegar.

Jiang Bai watched him bring it over. "What are you doing?"

"Soak your hands!" Fucheng grabbed Jiang Bai's hands and put them into the basin. "My dad said that people who use sticks hurt their hands the most. When you get old and cloudy, your bones hurt. You need to take care of them. It’s Lao Tzu who fetches water for you to soak in.”

"Bubble? I don't need it." Jiang Bai pulled his hand out, after all, Qiu Li and Qing Rang were still there.

Qiu Li and Qing Rang were so hungry that they slumped on their chairs, and they had no free time to care about each other.

"Use, use." Fucheng grabbed him with a smile, put him into the water and rubbed him, "Soak it, rub it, twist it, lick it... Brother, do you feel comfortable doing this?"

Seeing him frantically rubbing his fingers, Jiang Bai nodded. "Um."

"It's comfortable." Fucheng smiled, and the wound on his face no longer hurts, "Brother, you are... You have made it clear to your family that you can't go back for a while, right?"

"My parents won't embarrass me." Jiang Bai is not worried that they will attack him, "Are they the ones who sent you to treatment?"

Fu Cheng lowered his head and continued to rub his hands, without giving an answer.

"When did my parents send you there? How did they send you there? Your uncle and your father..." Jiang Bai didn't think of them, and there were two blank and fuzzy faces in his memory, "Why did they agree?"

"Oh, it's all over, the hero doesn't mention his bravery." Fu Cheng rubbed his forearm and wiped his hands with his face towel.

"If you are uneducated and talk less, what kind of hero doesn't mention your bravery back then. How much did you score in the Chinese test?" Jiang Bai clutched his wrist, with his name tattooed on the scar.

"You..." Jiang Bai was speechless for two seconds, "Don't you know how to tattoo my Chinese name? I won't guess with Chinese tattoos."

"There are too many strokes in Chinese." Fu Cheng shrank his neck and ears, "I'm afraid of pain."

Jiang Bai was speechless for another two seconds. "If you're afraid of pain, don't get a tattoo, you get a JB tattoo, I..."

"JB is you, you are JB, what's wrong with talking about a few more? You can pee and compare the size, I just like a few and praise a few." Hi Fuchengkou, successfully fooled the topic just now, " Brother, what should I do with my peppermint, is it hopeless?"

"Rang Rang and I are so hungry, we have no human rights." Qiu Li said weakly, "We're going to starve to death, let's burp before the mint grass dies, Jiang Bai, don't you care?"

"Wait for me." Jiang Bai grabbed half a pack of cigarettes and went to the balcony.

Senior brother went to the balcony to make a phone call, Fucheng poked his head to peek, tsk tsk, senior brother is so handsome, beat Nanfengtang to pieces, this figure is really not for nothing.

But you have to watch it carefully, don't let the handsome senior brother run away, no one will lift you up if you run away.Fu Cheng squatted over to eavesdrop, with his ears pressed against the balcony door.

What are you talking about, who are you calling?Just as Fu Cheng was thinking, the door opened, his body tilted, and he fell on Jiang Bai's lap, face forward, and buried between the legs of his senior brother.

It's really fucking in a face-riding pose, and I got up, trying to get away, pretending that I didn't eavesdrop.

"Come back." Jiang Bai pursed his lips and hooked his fingers towards Fucheng.

"I didn't eavesdrop! Brother, you..." Fucheng put his chin in his hand and let him handle it, "Brother, will you live with me in the future? The class flag has been brought back, my father's burial It must be done. There is also a lion dance competition... Do you care about me?"

Jiang Bai blocked him with the tiger's mouth. "I'll take care of you if you behave. Now I'll take you to a place first."