Fujia Nanshi, brother and sister

Fucheng was completely surprised, opened his mouth, and repeated unconsciously: "Help us...make a lion head? Help us?"

This tone didn't look like him at all, he didn't show his teeth and claws, but he looked like a child, a little timid, and couldn't believe the good things in front of him.In an instant, Jiang Bai was shattered by memories, and the boy in front of him retreated back to a child, standing timidly in his own home with the small round inch that he had just shaved off.

That home, not the current home, is decorated in a mediocre way.

"Xiaobai, did you bring your good friend here again?" The adults around asked him, all smiling.

The boy was very scared and dared not go forward, everything around him felt strange.He was very small, and his palms were also small, with bandages on him. He was held in Jiang Bai's hands, and he was wet with sweat.I took him to find a seat by myself, and there was a specially decorated seat with a golden double-layered balloon tied to it.

There are letters spelled out by balloons on the wall, and there is a 3-layer cake on the table.The table is full of presents.

But what I want most, I haven't seen it yet.When Jiang Bai saw that he let the boy take the lead, the boy didn't dare, he couldn't even smile.So I squeezed a chair with him, and the two sat at the main seat together.The adults let them cut the cake, handed the cake knife to the boy, held his little hand tightly, and taught him to cut the most perfect and stable triangle in the world.

"Brother Si, I'm so hungry." He turned around, and it was Fucheng when he was a child.

Without saying a word, I hugged him up, and simply let him sit on one of my legs, which was sore and numb, and pretended to be able to bear it.They are about the same age, but he is half a head taller than his junior.The younger brother used a small fork to poke the fruit in the cake, and dared not eat the biggest piece, only dared to lick the cream.

The heart is uncomfortable, sour, swollen, and painful, Jiang Bai felt it.I am only 3 days older than Fucheng, but I have everything.If he has nothing, then give him everything.

"You eat." Jiang Bai heard himself say, while hugging his younger brother, while giving him the biggest piece, "If you are hungry, tell your senior brother, or I... don't care about you. It's my birthday, and I'm older than you today 1 year old."

"Brother Si, don't worry about me." The boy's voice was very soft, he only made eye contact with himself, obviously afraid of those adults he didn't know.He smiled to himself, the little dimple was brighter than any balloon.Jiang Bai also wanted to cut a cake for him, feed him mouthfuls, watch him eat delicious food, and touch his round belly that was fed by him.

That little dimple is a birthday present.

Now, Jiang Bai came back to his senses, and the grown-up junior showed that kind of timidity again.It turns out that Fucheng is not as arrogant as he looks, he is afraid of this world.

"Really...you really help us?" Fucheng asked again.

"It's not for help, this is what your father owes me!" Zhang Yiliu grabbed the soft ruler and threw it away, holding the decimal Tang ruler he had used for decades in his hand, "Using a soft ruler to measure a lion's head? Shame! The debt is repaid, Fu Hong looked down on me back then, and now his son is going to be my helper! Let me tell you, the Fujiaban is no longer available, and you better send your cobbled together things to Foshan. If I don’t go to Foshan, I’ll laugh my ass off!”

After finishing speaking, he pulled across Fucheng and staggered.

Jiang Bai pulled it back again. "Be gentle, he is my junior brother."

"I'll measure his height, are you blind?" Zhang Yiliu wanted to scold everyone, the boys in Fu's class were not good guys, "Return your junior brother? How many lion dancers have you seen so tall? Come on." I'll crush you to death!"

"Whether to crush me or not, I have the final say." Jiang Bai refused to let go, "Don't scare him."

Fucheng blinked, Zhang Yiliu can still scare himself?

Qiu Li and Qing Rang didn't want to say anything, just look, look, Jiang Bai started serving water again.The whole world can frighten Fucheng, and Fucheng is the weakest in the world.

Liao Chengming really didn't expect that Zhang Yiliu would do it himself. "Lion Zhang, let me tell you first, Boy Fu is big, so don't make it in normal size."

"I know, if you're a layman, just shut up." Zhang Yiliu picked up the Tang ruler again, his eyes glowed. This love has persisted for many years, and it was enough to burn his life out. "This shoulder is straight, and it is safe to carry a lion's head... ...bigger than normal size and heavier... how many do you want?"

Fu Cheng, Qiu Li, and Qing Rang all dared not make decisions, and watched Jiang Bai together.

"Two red ends and two yellow ends, and one black end." Jiang Bai held his breath.

"Hey!" Zhang Yiliu's eyebrows tightened, "You're still young, so you dare to speak up. Do you want a black lion? Are you worthy of a black lion? Can you dance?"

"Whether you can dance or not, we have the final say." Jiang Bai paused for a few seconds, "Whether you can do it or not, you have the final say."

Maybe it's the boy's neither humble nor overbearing, maybe it's the contemptuous and drawn-out tone of this sentence, Zhang Yiliu didn't curse, but smiled instead.Even Liao Chengming laughed, Xiaobai looked exactly like that person.

Whether you can dance or not, we have the final say.Liao Chengming pinched the corner of his eyes, Fu Hong, look, your apprentice has lost his memory and still hasn't forgotten your words.

Gao Ang and a group of high school students had never seen a master who made a lion with his own hands. They all surrounded and watched. Zhang Yiliu scolded Fucheng while measuring his body: "You little bastard, who made you grow up so big? Did your father not?" Let you eat at your leisure, with your height, you still want to be a lion's head?"

Fucheng was not happy anymore. "Can you stop scolding my dad all the time, I'm in a hurry, I'll beat you in a hurry."

"You hit me?" Zhang Yiliu measured his shoulders and then his arms, "Then I'll be a lion, and I'll just wait until the day of your competition, when the lion's head spreads out, and you Fujiaban will be humiliated to death! With my kung fu, the lion's head If it goes bad for 5 days, it will never last until the 6th day.”

"Master Zhang, drink tea." Jiang Bai took out a teacup from the room.Fucheng couldn't see it, he could feel that the light in Zhang Yiliu's eyes was full of heat, and it was full of fire to go back to old business.All these years, this person has not let go of the southern lion, otherwise he would not have kept so many pink bamboos in the yard and cut them into strips one by one.

He said he would not do it, but he kept all the leftovers.It's also fortunate that Zhang Yiliu has stock, otherwise, where can I find such a good pink bamboo in this season?Can't find it.

"If you dare to make my lion head loose, I'll let my senior brother beat you." Fucheng and Zhang Yiliu competed, "So what if I grow taller? My senior brother said that I am light, and he has not grown up since he was a child." Let me be hungry, saying that it’s not good to be hungry, my dad took me to finish the meal, and he gave me extra meals. What’s wrong with me growing taller... I didn’t eat your rice... eat my senior brother’s..."

"Gun Gun Gun, three words are not far from your senior brother, if you ask me, your senior brother is not a good joke!" Zhang Yiliu finished measuring Fucheng, and shouted with his hips on his hips, "Which little bastard is going to be a lion? Fujiaban is just a lion, aren't you ashamed to go out?"

Qiu Li came over, eating a frozen pear. "My little bastard."

"Hey, your height... is not bad, much better than that little bald guy." Zhang Yiliu squatted down and measured from his heels, "It's a bit taller, and a lion head of 1 meters is the most suitable. It's too short to dance. , The lion is always overwhelmed by others, if it is too tall, it will be the same as the little bald man over there, which is not good-looking."

"I'm not bald." Fucheng was furious, "I'm a high-end round inch shaved by my senior brother!"

Li Cong looked at their busy work, and sneered: "It's still an advanced round inch, I think it's a basic round inch?"

"Girl? What is gag?" Zhang Yiliu took out a single lens and stuck it on his right eye.

"You still don't understand." Fucheng raised his eyebrows, he is the only one in the world who can have sex with his brother, "Anyway, it's my brother who feeds me so tall, no one else cares about it."

Zhang Yiliu sneered. "With no good intentions, he raised you up, who can lift you up? Didn't you fall into his hands?"

Fucheng was taken aback for a moment, damn it, I didn't think of it before.Turning his head to look at his senior brother, Jiang Bai was making tea with a look of indifference that had nothing to do with him.

"Look at what I'm doing?" Jiang Bai was very upright, "I don't remember, I can't remember. Even if he didn't have good intentions, it was Jiang Bai who did it before, and it has nothing to do with me. Master Zhang, you should seriously measure my juniors and ask for Foshan lions."

Xu Jun was dumbfounded listening to him, he was so indifferent and heartless, a scumbag.He poked Fu Yu again. "Do you want milk tea? Shall I order you takeaway?"

Fu Yu was looking at something fresh, and said casually. "Drink, drink, I don't want it hot."

"OK." Xu Jun took out his mobile phone, "It's three points sweet, I know."

After measuring the size, Zhang Yiliu didn't stay much, and walked away.Liao Chengming didn't keep him either. Lion Zhang has a big temper. As a lion, he doesn't discuss with others at all.As long as you tell him what color you want, he can definitely make the best one.

It's just that Shi Shizhang's words are indeed correct. Boy Fu is too unlike a lion's head, and it's too difficult to lift him up.Alas, Liao Chengming is so worried about this messy little team.

After the lunch break, Jiang Bai began to practice pile-up.The preliminaries will not be too difficult, and the Lions teams will not be so stupid as to show their housekeeping skills, so they must strive for victory.Fucheng is afraid of heights, so he almost doesn't look at his feet when he gets on the high piles.After several leaps and bounds, Jiang Bai could feel Fucheng's great trust, like a roaring sea wave, smashing towards him firmly.

Liao Chengming was hesitant to speak several times, but Fu boy was too aggressive and too precarious, and his wealth and life were all given to his senior brother.But it was useless, he couldn't change it, so he had to emphasize safety every sentence.

After hours of practice, Jiang Bai couldn't remember anything when he returned to school, and he was trembling when he picked up a pen to write.Time is tight and tasks are heavy. In addition to the lion dance competition, he also has tasks for high school students.

In mid-January, there will be exam mocks and final exams. The winter vacation is on January 1th, and New Year's Eve is on the 1rd.Back in the dormitory, Jiang Bai reclined on the lower bunk after taking a shower, desperately reciting English.

Fucheng also finished washing, sucking yogurt and dangling beside him, a JB was shining on his wrist, and wearing small earrings, he was so beautiful that he was a little embarrassed.

"I still eat it!" Xu Jun imitated Liao Chengming's tone, "I still eat it if it looks like a tree trunk!"

"The yogurt my senior brother bought for me, don't you want to eat it for you?" Fucheng was still rubbing his stomach. The martial arts school students are too active. After dinner, it seems like they haven't eaten. They always want to find something to cushion before going to bed, " Brother, what are you looking at? I'm watching too."

"English words." Jiang Bai made room for him, patted the side, "Come here, and accompany my brother to endorse."

Fucheng nestled obediently beside him, and watched English together. "You...can memorize all these? I can't speak English, but I have good grades in Chinese and geography."

"It's not difficult to memorize, you just don't care. Memorize it well, your score is higher than mine." Jiang Bai put his hands on the shoulders of his junior brother while scanning the words, rubbing the round inch, "It's long again, you can shave it off."

Fu Cheng shrank his legs. "Then shave it for me tomorrow...Senior brother, to be honest, don't you really think I'm heavy?"

Jiang Bai stopped his movements, and said deliberately: "I don't think so, I can hardly lift it up high."

"I..." Fucheng had nothing to say, turned over and sulked, his shoulder blades and cervical spine protruded vividly, "Senior brother, I'm going to Shizizhang's place to cut bamboo, will you accompany me?"

Jiang Bai focused on the words. "Come with me, I'm afraid you two will fight."

"Then it's my birthday, will you buy me a present?" Fu Cheng asked again.

"I..." Jiang Bai paused, suddenly his head was stabbed, and his temples were cold and aching.This feeling is very familiar, just like the last time when I wanted to remember something, there was a vague synaesthesia in my vision, which made me irritated.

"Brother?" Fucheng waited for his words, picked up Jiang Bai's T-shirt to wipe his sweat casually.

"Brother, do you think that lamp looks good? In the future, you will make money to buy it for me and hang it in the yard. It looks good."

What light?What lamp are you talking about?Jiang Bai was sweating unknowingly, and the people in sight ran forward staggeringly, along a street, and ran into a store.He raised his hand and rubbed his temple: "I haven't decided what to give yet, hurry up, recite the vocabulary with my brother." When he put down his hand, he knew that he might think of something again.

What is it, what do you want to buy...Jiang Bai became restless.