Two pots of water

Tan Zui moved his hand, and Jiang Chu saw the name clearly, Liang Xiaojia.

It's like a girl's name.

"Girlfriend?" He asked a little teasingly.

Tan Zui was throwing his schoolbag to the back row, he paused before answering: "No."

Jiang Chu smiled and said nothing.

"Male." Tan most seemed to be still immersed in the irritability of just hanging up the phone, and added in a somewhat forceful tone.

Jiang Chu glanced at him a little unexpectedly.

The unexpected point has nothing to do with being a man or a woman, but that Qin Zui took the initiative to explain more about such a boring question.

It's not like his style anymore.

"How do you feel, today." Jiang Chu changed the subject, "The cafeteria for lunch?"

Tan Zui looked out the window and said "hmm".

When Jiang Chu heard the familiar Qin Zui's answer, he answered in his heart that it was right.

"Are you hungry?" He looked at the various shops on the side of the road and asked, "Would you like something to eat by the way?"

"You haven't eaten yet?" Qin Zui's phone vibrated twice again, and Liang Xiaojia sent a long text message, he just glanced at it and put it in his pocket, "Buy it and eat it, there's a lot of homework."

Jiang Chu didn't know why, but when Tan Zui heard the word "homework", he wanted to laugh.

"Qin Zui" and "Job" are completely like species in two worlds.

"There is homework on the first day of school." He sighed casually.

Qin most did not answer.

Although he usually doesn't speak, but now Jiang Chu can feel that this kid is not in a good mood right now.

The problem should be that Liang Xiaojia, probably the one who called Tan Zui yesterday and called him "Brother Xiao Zui".

The two should have known each other quite well in Qin Zui's hometown, and it's normal for the younger brothers to quarrel.

When the back molars had to file their tongues, he and Daben had fought with Daben since junior high school and now, and they still wanted to beat each other to death.

Just compared to their time at that time, the quarrel between brother Xiao Zui and Liang Xiaojia was quite sticky.

One phone call a day, so in total, the phone call that made him hang up hungry for a long time last evening should be Liang Xiaojia.

Qin Zui just told him that it was meaningless to say something, and another wechat message came over there.

Make it like a young couple.

And this "little couple"-like state has been maintained for a long time.

I don't know if Liang Xiaojia's calls are really getting more frequent every day, or if Jiang Chu didn't pay attention before, anyway, since the day he found out that there was such a person, the number of times he can only see and hear has not missed a single day.

If he didn't understand that Tan Shuman didn't care about this son at all, every time he saw Tan Zui answering the phone three times calmly and twice upset, he would have thought that Tan Zui was answering his fucking phone.

However, Tan Shuman also made a phone call. When September was almost halfway through, the call was not from Tan Zui, but from Jiang Chu.

That day was Saturday, Jiang Chu could have gone home early, and Da Ben and Da Ben packed up and went out, but Da Ben suddenly "fucked" and took out his phone to click.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Chu was taken aback by him.

"My daughter-in-law's birthday." Da Ben flipped out the calendar and checked the date, "Fuck, I almost forgot."

"Today?" Jiang Chu laughed, "Baoli didn't kill you."

"I said she's been testing me for the past two days." Da Ben scratched his face and let out a nervous sigh of relief, "I really forgot, damn it, I almost died at midnight tonight."

Jiang Chu smiled.

Daben looked like a rough, fat and big hooligan, and he really had nothing to say to Baoli.

The main thing is that Baoli's second-handed temper exploded and there was nothing to say.

Jiang Chu still remembers their senior year when they were busy finishing the project, and they forgot about the Double Seventh Festival. It took three days before they ran to coax their daughter-in-law, and when they came back the next day, they had a red circle With handprints back, Baoli grabbed her fat body like a big belt for an opera.

"Okay, don't go home." Da Ben calculated the balance left after his monthly salary was handed in, sighed and put his hand on Jiang Chu's shoulder, "accompany me to buy her a gift, and have a drink together in the evening , and Fang Zi and the others haven’t gotten together for a while.”

"Can it work?" Jiang Chu was a little helpless, "I have helped you choose since college."

"Damn, don't you have a good eye? She has been carrying that bag since last time." Da Ben was also quite depressed, "I bought her a suit of clothes two months ago, and her mother was wearing it when she came to deliver the braised pork that day."

As he spoke, he called Baoli, and circled one by one in the small groups of his brothers. In the evening, his daughter-in-law celebrated her birthday and got together together, and those who didn't come gave out red envelopes.

All the grandchildren "come and come" very enthusiastically.

Jiang Chu also sent Tan Zui a message, not sure what time to return at night, so there is no need to leave a light for him.

In fact, it doesn't matter if you post it or not, this kid is used to it.

Sure enough, after two hours, Qin Zui replied "Yes".

It was 08:30 in the evening when Qin Shuman called, and they had just transferred from the hotel to the ktv.

Jiang Chu didn't answer the first call, so he went to the bathroom. He was drunk a lot after dinner, and Da Ben sang a love song to Baoli so hard that he couldn't sit still.

Back in the private room, Fang Zi handed over Jiang Chu's mobile phone in a room where ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, and yelled at him: "Call!"

"My brother." Jiang Chu threw himself into the sofa, put his legs on the coffee table, and said a little dizzily.

"What kind of brother are you? Why did you hire horses when you started a company?" Fang Zi scooped up two bottles of dark beer and gritted his teeth, stuffed one bottle into Jiang Chu's phone and clinked glasses with him, "Drink!"

"Drink your uncle, each wine basket." Jiang Chu put the bottle on the table, swiped twice before swiping open the phone.

It happened that Tan Shuman's second call came in.

Jiang Chu was stunned, his first reaction was that something happened to Tan Zui, he gestured to Fang Zi, and went out to answer the phone.

"Xiao Chu," Tan Shuman's voice was as polite and gentle as ever, and he hesitated listening to Jiang Chu's faint background music, "Did I bother you?"

"No, the phone wasn't there just now." Jiang Chu bit a cigarette, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing. How is Tan Zui with you? Don't bother you?" Tan Shuman asked softly.

Jiang Chu felt that this mother was really interesting, and it had been a month since everyone had thrown her here, so she only pretended to ask this question now.

"No trouble, he's fine." He replied lightly.

"That's good. It's like this. It's Tan's birthday in two days. Your father wants to celebrate him with the whole family. You are very busy on weekdays, and he has to go to school, or you can hurry up early instead of late. Tomorrow is the weekend. Do you have time at noon?" Tan Shuman said.

When Jiang Chu heard the words "Qin Zui's birthday", he suddenly felt the mood of rushing in the afternoon.

At the same time, he quickly remembered that he saw Qin Zui's ID card in the hospital that day, it seemed to be September [-]th or [-]th.

"Ah, okay." He squinted his eyes and let out smoke, "Did you tell him?"

Tan Shuman paused for a while, then smiled and said, "He didn't answer my call."

"He's in class today." Jiang Chu and Tan Shuman didn't have much to say, "You can just send him a text message, and I'll ask him when I go back tonight. Contact me tomorrow."

"Okay, okay," Tan Shuman said two good times in succession, "Then let's see you tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Chu leaned outside the door and finished smoking a cigarette before going in.

In the afternoon, he helped Daben choose a dress for Baoli, and he took a bottle of similar perfume and paid for it, and asked Daben to give Baoli all together.

Buying a gift for a girl is actually the least troublesome thing. Now that he thinks about Tan Zui's birthday, he really can't think of a clue for a while.

Until 01:30 in the night, Fang Zi asked a car to take him home, Jiang Chu still held his head and asked him: "Fang Er, a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, what should I get?"

Fangzi and Daben Jiangchu are buddies since they went to school to play, and they have no control at all. They just open their mouths and say, "Inflatable or non-inflatable."

Jiang Chu smiled and said "Fuck", both of them thought of the airplane cup that Da Ben gave him, and chatted about the past, laughing so hard that Jiang Chu fainted little Jinxing.

"I can't laugh anymore, I'm going to throw up." Fang Zi lowered the car window and let out a breath, then hit Jiang Chu again, "You still haven't found one, your father is already remarried, and my son talks about it, don't rush you?"

"The company has just been set up, and I'm still supporting the baby walker. I'm looking for a fart." Jiang Chu closed his eyes and leaned on the seat. The smell of the aromatherapy in the car and the air conditioner made him feel nauseous, so he closed the window Hair blowing, "They're all as leisurely as you, with an iron rice bowl, and love and play all day long."

I got in the car at 01:30, and when he got home, he changed his shoes in the dark, and it was almost two o'clock.

Originally, he wanted to vomit and go straight to sleep, but seeing that there was still light under the door of Qin Zui's room, he went over and knocked on the door.

Hearing the rattling inside, he pushed the door directly without waiting for Tan Zui to respond.

Tan Zui was half leaning against the head of the bed, pulling a small blanket over his waist with a dark face, bending one leg to cover the arc.

"Get out!" He said fiercely to Jiang Chu.

"Hey!" Jiang Chu took a step back and closed the door for him with a smile, "I'm sorry, you continue."

After walking two steps towards the bathroom, he turned back and said to the crack of the door: "Your mother will celebrate your birthday at noon tomorrow, don't look too late."

Qin Zui continued to fuck.

He closed his eyes angrily, got out of bed and tugged at the waist of his trousers, opened the door and strode out.

Jiang Chu was leaning against the wall in front of the toilet to hold back his laughter, trying to vomit by the way.

Hearing Tan Zui's thunder and lightning, he came out as if he was about to beat someone up. He put his other hand on the waistband of his trousers, trying to turn his head and say don't call me, if you drink too much, you might pee all over your body.

As a result, Jiang Chu didn't estimate the angle of turning around, and the bathroom in the living room didn't turn on the light. When Qin Zui walked to the door of the bathroom, Zhou Teng suddenly ran from his feet and ran over.

He stumbled on the sole of his foot, took two steps forward, and slipped directly behind Jiang Chu, raising his hand to support himself against the wall.

Just as Jiang Chu turned his face away, the corners of their mouths collided.

Tan Zui froze, staring at Jiang Chu who was right in front of him in the pitch black.

Jiang Chu also stared at him.

The breath of malt alcohol instantly became more than 2 times more vivid in this embarrassing stiffness.

They stared at each other in a daze for a while, before Tan Zui could react, the corner of Jiang Chu's mouth twitched, and he turned his head and vomited silently into the toilet.