Two pots of water

This year's Cicada is a bit too capable.

Jiang Chu put his legs on the table, covered his face with a magazine, and squinted in the chair with his arms folded.

This is his regular rest mode at noon every day. Usually, he can sleep for half an hour with his legs stretched. Today is not going well.

I can't tell whether I fell asleep or not, and the cicadas in my ears have never been discharged.

And there is a trend of getting louder and louder, like a tractor with a broken sound, the sound is rushing from "Zhiga-zhizhi-" to "Chu'er-Chu'er-", buzzing.

"...Chu'er, fuck, Jiang Chu?" Da Ben called him a few times from the side, and couldn't take it any longer. He kicked his legs and slid the swivel chair over, and threw the thermos cup he just picked up on the table with all his might, "You Did he fall asleep or something?"

Jiang Chu's consciousness was still up and down, and he almost didn't come up because of his sudden sound.

After opening his eyes for two seconds, he raised his hand to wipe off the magazine on his face, frowning and frowning on Da Ben's fat face for a long time: "What's wrong?"

"The phone has been vibrating for a long time, can't you hear it?" Da Ben rubbed two fingers in his face again, "Are you still in a daze? You're back to your senses, buddy! Why did you go last night? It's like this."

"Get out." Jiang Chu clutched the back of his neck and sat up, feeling a little cramped.

He copied the mobile phone that had already vibrated to the side of the table, Jiang Liantian's call, and the three missed calls in front of him were all from him.

Just about to click to answer, this one also hung up.

Jiang Chu didn't care, pushed the phone back on the table, took Da Ben's thermos and unscrewed it and blew on it: "Soak lemon in hot water? Do you need to be careful?"

"There are still two jujubes at the bottom. Who is so obsessed with the phone?" Da Ben kicked on the swivel chair and slid to the shelf on the book wall, "Hey, where did you put the book with color spectrum last time? What's for lunch?"

"It's all there, turn it over by yourself." Jiang Chu screwed the lid on for him, grabbed his own cup and got up to go out, "Just return the takeaway from yesterday, my dad's."

The conversation between him and Da Ben is always in this style, one question followed by another answer, the conversation is like playing checkers, sometimes Da Ben's girlfriend can't understand it when he is beside him.

"Why did your father call you? Is it still fish-flavored pork?" Da Ben was still shouting.

"Whatever." Jiang Chu said.

Regarding Jiang Liantian's need to contact him, Jiang Chu didn't think about it and didn't bother to guess. He was not interested in it from the bottom of his heart. Anyway, the relationship between their father and son was basically nothing good if they were enthusiastic.

The last time Jiang Liantian kept calling him, he still asked him to help organize his and Tan Manshu's wedding.

Jiang Chu was amused at the time, saying that my mother was still there.

Jiang Liantian immediately said, aren't your father and I still alive?I didn't stop you from organizing your mother's wedding. Why do you, a son, treat your mother and mother differently?

The last time I contacted him was to ask him to make a logo for Tan Manshu's salon, and he also emphasized, "Original other designs were decided by you, Aunt Tan, who specifically told Xiaochu. It is better to make money for others than for your own people. You made it look like Kind of like it."

Jiang Chu listened to these words with one ear and one ear, but he never had trouble with money. After receiving the design sheet, he passed it on to the intern Tang Cai for the little girl to practice.

Standing next to the drinking fountain and filling a glass of water, Jiang Chu touched his pocket, planning to go to the yard to smoke a cigarette to refresh himself.

Tang Cai was in a daze in front of the work station, and when she saw him passing by, she called out "Brother Chu" in a tearful voice.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Chu stopped and glanced at her computer.

"I can't serve this tea caddy anymore. I've changed the twelve editions back and forth. I'm going to go crazy if I need to change it just now." Tang Cai said and shed two strings of tears. He raised his arm and wiped his face vigorously, "You can deduct the money from me, I won't do it."

"What am I supposed to do? I'm as bold as Sister Jiang." Jiang Chu smiled, "Okay, I got it. Da Ben is making an order. Go ask him to order you a cup of milk tea."

"Thank you, Brother Chu!" Tang Cai immediately burst into a smile, and a snot bubble appeared from her mouth.

When Jiang Chu returned to the house, Da Ben directly threw his phone over: "Call again."

It was still Jiang Liantian's call.

Just as Jiang Chu stepped in with one leg, he caught the phone and turned around and walked out, asking on the phone, "What's the matter?"

"Your father called you, must there be something wrong?" Jiang Liantian laughed.

"Hang up if you have nothing to do, I'm busy." Jiang Chu took another bite of his cigarette.

"Wait a minute," Jiang Liantian muttered something to someone, and then said to Jiang Chu: "A small broken design company is as busy as the real one, and it's not the money your father gave you. Made it."

"Is there something wrong?" Jiang Chu was a little annoyed by Cicada's call.

"Ah, that's it." Jiang Liantian finally made enough preparations, "Wait a minute...about half an hour, go to the train station to help Dad pick someone up."

"Who is it?" Jiang Chu glanced at the time in the room.

"Your Aunt Tan's son," Jiang Liantian paused, "with her ex-husband."

Sometimes Jiang Chu couldn't figure out why, in his father's eyes, it was really possible to achieve "we are a family when we get married".

"She and her ex-husband's son," Jiang Chu repeated, "I won't say what has anything to do with you, can I get along with me?"

There was a sound of walking from Jiang Liantian's side, probably avoiding Tan Shuman, and speaking more casually.

"I know it has nothing to do with you. If I can walk away, will I call you?" Jiang Liantian quickly reported the name of the place, "Your Auntie Tan and I will go back now, and it will take an hour at the earliest. It’s been two months, you pick him up first, you can’t pick him up when someone else comes.”

Gone?

Jiang Chu kicked away a small stone under his feet, and had no choice but to ask: "Then take it and send it to your house directly?"

"So, your Aunt Tan isn't ready," Jiang Liantian didn't answer directly, and said after a moment of silence, "I'll book a restaurant, we'll go directly from here, you can take him there and wait."

"Does my mother need to prepare for seeing her son?" Da Ben waited for Jiang Chu to come in and asked after him, listening with emotion, "It's been two months since my ex-husband... this ex-son is a bit unpopular, isn't he? "

"I don't know." Jiang Chu didn't ask Jiang Liantian much, and he didn't bother to know.

He took the time to sort out the work at hand, and let Da Ben figure out what he could handle, and he would deal with it today.

"The meal is here, why don't you leave without taking a bite?" Da Ben shouted from behind his buttocks.

eat a fart.

"Eat it all." Jiang Chu felt half of his face melted by the heat wave as soon as he stepped out, and waved his hands without looking back.

From Xiaopo Design Company in Jiangchu to the train station, it takes 10 minutes.

without traffic jams.

Jiang Chu also specifically confirmed with Jiang Liantian whether it was a train station or a train station.

He probably remembered the small county where Tan Shuman's hometown was. It took five hours to get here by train, and the train at least doubled.

Jiang Liantian sent him a series of train numbers, Jiang Chu checked, it was indeed a train, and it was the one that left at eleven o'clock the night before.

"Send me his cell phone number." Jiang Chu replied a voice message to Jiang Liantian.

It is estimated that the son did not tell his mother in advance when he came, otherwise he would not be able to let the train come over overnight.

He was almost there when Jiang Liantian came back with a message.

It's not a phone number, it's a photo.

Jiang Chu clicked on the photo and felt that he had nothing to say - this child is at most eight years old, and it is impossible for him to be any older.

Thin, with two black eyeballs staring straight at the camera, probably not very happy to take pictures, with the corners of his mouth pursed and his eyes full of twists, like a wild child.

In this way, when you grow up, you will either be a nerd or a prick.

Jiang Chu was thinking that at this age, he could get on the train alone?Jiang Liantian followed up with another voice message: "He contacted you yesterday, Aunt Qin, he called from a landline, and I really don't have a mobile phone number. I can find this photo of my childhood just now, so you can look at it. He is now How old...ah, almost seventeen."

Jiang Chu almost wanted to laugh.

He threw the phone into the car bucket, and the next voice message from Jiang Liantian was automatically played on WeChat: "His name is Tan Zui, two words, your Aunt Tan's Tan, the best best."

When Jiang Chu parked his car and went to wait in front of the exit, the train that Tan was sitting on in the radio just happened to enter the station.

He had done a good job at first, so he just stared at the boy who was alone on the [-]th and [-]th, the one who was dragging the suitcase in his hand, the kind who had to look around for someone in a daze when he came out, most likely it was that Tan Zui.

As a result, the first group of people poured out from the exit, and Jiang Chu immediately realized that his thinking was too simple.

There are just too many fucking people.

There are quite a few boys aged sixteen or seventeen, but they are all in a hurry.

Finally, one of them caught his eye, and before Jiang Chu could speak, that person waved his hands impatiently, saying, "I didn't stay in the store and called a taxi", and slipped out against the wall, dragging a box as if hiding something.

After waiting so foolishly for 10 minutes, Jiang Chu became a little angry.

Jiang Liantian was really a genius. He didn't have a mobile phone and he hadn't met in person, so he was summoned to pick him up at the train station based on a crappy photo of an eight-year-old and a crappy name.

What's even more annoying is that he actually came.

That Tan Zui didn't necessarily know that someone was coming to pick him up.

The hot sun at noon in August made people dizzy. Jiang Chu leaned on the railing of the exit and turned his phone impatiently, deciding to wait for the last 5 minutes.

It's best if you can wait, if you can't wait, you will fall down and stop serving.

After 5 minutes, he turned around, and a pair of feet covered with floating dust stopped in front of him.

Looking up along the two pinches, there are red sweatpants with two white stripes on both sides, a fake T-shirt printed with Adidas as Ada, a migrant worker's bag tied into a rope on the shoulders, and a pair of indifferent and sharp black eyes. There is half a grass wrapped in the hair.

This person probably thought he was being stared at because he was in the way, and he looked at Jiang Chu for a while, then he tugged at the bag strap on his shoulder, his eyelids drooping and he was about to go around to the side.

"Tan Zui?" Jiang Chufu felt a sudden intuition in his heart that the person he was going to pick up had come.

The boy did not slip away from him like the one just now, and turned his head in response.

Did not run away.

Jiang Chu heaved a sigh of relief, and his age was basically the same.

Then he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, thinking how the hell he looked like a stray dog.

The wild dog Qin Zui twitched the corner of his mouth vigilantly, stared at Jiang Chu, and said "Mmm" without hesitation.

"I'm you...brother." Jiang Chu looked at him for a moment, then nodded without saying anything, "Let's go first, my father and your mother are waiting for you at the hotel."

He had gone two meters away, and when he turned back, Renqin didn't keep up with him at all, and was still standing there, frowning slightly and looking at him, with an expression that he might pull out his phone to call the police in the next second.

Jiang Chu cursed in his heart, what the fuck.

"The awareness of preventing abduction is quite strong." He was really tired from the sun, so he smiled annoyedly, and stood in front of Qin again, "Your mother's name is Tan Shuman, and my father's name is Jiang Liantian. Married twice, your biological father passed away two months ago, you just called your mother yesterday before you got into the car, my father just called me an hour ago and asked me to pick you up, this is a photo of you when you were young. "

He said "slapped", and finally held up the mobile phone and punched Tan Zui in the face.

"Can you come with me?" Jiang Chu stared at Tan Zui and asked.

Tan Zui looked at the photo on his phone, his black eyes narrowed, and he took another look at Jiang Chu, still looking like a wild dog, but he didn't ask any other questions, and followed him by tugging on the strap of his backpack.

Jiang Chu turned his face away, and saw that there was still a circle of profuse sweat on the back of Tan's black T-shirt.