Ten years in love with GL

Ten years in love with GL

Author: Zhu Beiyuan

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This is a "grow up with you" story

In an accident, Dongqing met the young Jiang Yanling in the hospital

Meeting once, will continue to write love for the two people in the future.

Dong Qing always said, Lingling, you are still too young to understand what love is.

But... I can wait for you to grow up.

This is a series of "Clean and Shallow", the background story happened before Jiang Yanling entered the workplace

There is little overlap between the two texts.

There are few dialects.

Content tags: flower season, rainy season, special liking

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Chapter 1

Not all children in this world are happy.

She understood this truth when she was very young. When she and her grandmother lived in Hong Kong, they lived in a crowded public housing. The [-]-square-meter room included the living room, bathroom and kitchen. It was difficult for two people to turn over in it. On the upper bunk, when you close your eyes, you can hear the dripping sound of the faucet pouring into the basin below.

There is a magnet attached to the electricity meter and water meter for many years, and every household has it. In order to avoid utility bills, as soon as the person who checks the utility meter comes, it will be removed immediately, and it will be sucked back when the person leaves.Every time I heard the uncle and grandma next door say "someone is here, here is someone", there was a panic in the corridor. At that time, there were four or five people in every household. For the convenience of movement, everyone gathered in the corridor to make way for the people in the room. .

Jiang Yanling would ask grandma, what are those uncles and aunts doing?

Grandma didn't answer, but instead asked her to put another egg in your noodles, okay?

She nodded and looked at the chaotic world outside the door.

Later, I heard that water and electricity management was standardized, and the water meters in one building were moved to the water meter room on the ground.

Her name is difficult to pronounce in Cantonese, and the neighbors in the neighborhood call her Lingling for convenience. In addition, she has been cute since she was a child, and she is known as a beautiful child in public housing.Hong Kong has a lot of green space and a lot of parks, but that's not where they can enjoy it.In her childhood, she could only listen to her grandmother bargaining with the vegetable vendors in the vegetable market. The grandmother carried the big basket, and she carried the small basket. The old and the young avoided the muddy puddles on the ground and went home. In order to maintain balance and not fall, she hung the basket. on the neck.

There are poultry and white rabbits sold in the meat market, and many stalls also have game, such as Guoshanfeng (a kind of snake), grass snake and civet. Every time she passes the snake stall, she is very curious, squats down and The hissing poisonous snake made eye contact for more than ten minutes, completely forgetting that the strap around her neck was filled with fruits and vegetables, and the juice wetted her little flower skirt.

The stall owner said: "Little boy, you are not afraid of snakes (fear of snakes)? You know (it will) bite people."

Jiang Yanling couldn't understand and could only smile.

The boss told the guy: "This girl is very bold, she is stronger than my Ah Hui."

The guys laughed and said, "She's not afraid because she's in the cage."

There was a grandma next to her who wanted to make snake soup, so she picked out a one-meter-long meat snake. The waiter took out the snake's head with iron clips. Like.

Everyone was startled and shouted "Yin Gong"!

Jiang Yanling squatted there motionless, not knowing whether he was frightened or not scared at all.

The guy who caught the snake went back to the back room to clean it up. The owner of the snake stall was startled and said, "Are you okay, your daddy and mommy? Tell them to pick you up and go back. Don't watch snakes here anymore, it's very dangerous!"

Jiang Yanling glanced at him indifferently and said, "Goodbye, uncle."

When I ran away, the back strap around my neck was bumped up and down, and it was not easy to climb up to the eighth floor.

So every time I get home, my face is red.

At that time, she didn't know what happiness was and what was misfortune.She thinks it is unfortunate that the snake is eaten, but she is happy not to worry about being eaten.

Neighbors praised her for being cute and well-behaved. Grandma's old wrinkled face would squeeze out a smile, and the grooves were deep, but she felt that grandma must have looked good when she was young. The space is bent.

She asked grandma why your back is always straight?She thinks girls straighten their backs because of their beautiful breasts, but grandma's breasts are already deflated, won't it hurt to stand like this?

Grandma said that she has been in pain all her life for the sake of beauty, and she only realized when she was old that it seemed to be useless except for pain.

Jiang Yanling didn't understand, so he obediently helped grandma make vegetables.

She thinks that grandma is different from other old people. Grandma has tattoos on her neck, which are blurred by skin shrinkage.

Unlike other children, she never asked where her parents were and why she and her grandmother moved to Hong Kong in the end.There is a language barrier and the space is small. Even if you look up on the street, you can only see the blue sky in the cracks.It doesn't have the grandeur and prosperity of Shanghai at all, and there is a danger of being injured by high-altitude parabolic objects all day long.

Forked wires, red letters on a yellow background, and billboards with perennial power outages constituted her vague childhood. It was not until she entered the first grade of elementary school that she and her grandmother moved out of that dilapidated hut. When they left, only the next door was always bullying. Her boy stuffed her with a piece of candy, but the candy had already melted and touched her hands, and she threw the candy away before leaving the building.

That was her last memory of public housing.

Chapter 2

Jiang Yanling began to study in a Chinese primary school, Shanxin private school, which was donated by a rich man from mainland China named Chen Shanxin.There is a sculpture of old man Chen Shanxin at the school gate. He is wearing a Chinese tunic suit and walking on crutches, just like the old-school scholars I saw in Shanghai.

She doesn't speak Cantonese, but the school mainly teaches Mandarin, so there are not many barriers to communication between teachers and students.Jiang Yanling did not go to kindergarten, and was assigned to a class that was not very good in the first grade. The teacher said in broken Mandarin, "Everyone has finally entered elementary school. You must have the self-consciousness of being a primary school student, do you understand?"

Jiang Yanling didn't know what self-consciousness was for a primary school student, so she just sat obediently in her seat all morning, and she was praised by the teacher.

Before class in the afternoon, she was invited to the stage by the teacher.

The teacher said: "This is Jiang, a student from the mainland. Everyone should play together, and boys should not bully girls. Do you understand?"

The audience shouted: "Understood!"

In fact, everyone does not understand the difference between the Mainland and other places, and the difference between Hong Kong Island and the New Territories.Boys love to bully beautiful girls, powerful girls like to beat naughty boys, children's nature is predestined, and it has nothing to do with the region.

After talking, the teacher began to distribute school uniforms and books. The school uniforms of Shanxin are imitated from the girls' attire in the Republic of China, which is no different from the school uniforms of girls' schools in Hong Kong now. What's more troublesome is that they have to wear stockings and black leather shoes every day. Jiang Yanling doesn't like it Wearing leather shoes, she felt that the black ones were not good-looking, not as good-looking as the sandals her grandmother bought for her.

The schoolbag is also gelatinous, exuding a smell of glue. A rich family secretly made an identical schoolbag out of cowhide for their children. Jiang Yanling put the schoolbag on the balcony for a day and a night, and the smell finally dissipated a lot.

Rules are rules. Although I don’t like it, Jiang Yanling wears leather shoes that I don’t like and carries a schoolbag that I don’t like to go to school every day out of “primary school students’ self-consciousness”. I have the helplessness and struggle of a child in my heart.

Her deskmate is Huang Jiayi, who wears two braids just like her.Every morning, Jiang Yanling and her neighbor Peng Zhenxin walked to school together, and Huang Jiayi would pass them by in a black car and invite them to go to school together.For the first time, the two were a little nervous, but after many times, Jiayi didn't need to say hello, as long as they stopped, the two trotted into the car, and then chatted and laughed about some girls' topics.

Jiayi took out a small iron gift box, opened it, and inside were chocolate candies of various colors.

Jiayi said: "My father brought this back from England, do you want to try it?"

The two hesitated for a moment and stretched out their small hands.Jiayi gave one to each other, Jiang Yanling got the green one, and the one in Zhenzhen's hand was red, but Jiang Yanling wanted the pink one inside, so he hesitated and clenched his fists.

"Thank you," she said.

Jiayi put away the tin box. Although she often received various gifts, after all, it was brought to her by her father himself, and each one was precious.If the three of them hadn't had a good relationship, she wouldn't have brought it to school.

Jiang Yanling turned his head and glanced at the iron box. There was a relief of a soldier with a tall hat on it. The hat was painted in the color of the Mi Ziqi, and there was a string of English underneath.

She didn't understand what it meant, so she read the English letters in a low voice. Jiayi caught her gaze and pushed the box back into her schoolbag.Jiang Yanling couldn't see, so he had to look out of the window.

After the first Mandarin class, all elementary school students have to change into sportswear and do exercises. The first grade locker room is next to the classroom. They have to put their leather shoes and stockings in their lockers and put on sneakers .Most people's shoes have Velcro, but Peng Jiayi's shoes have to be tied with shoelaces. All the children don't know how to tie the two ropes. There is no one to help, and the teacher is not around.

Jiang Yanling took a look and said, "I'll help you."

She squatted in front of Peng Jiayi and clumsily tied a knot. Other students ran to the playground one after another. She still didn't know how to deal with the two too long ropes.Huang Jiayi said: "Put it directly into the shoe, hurry up, it's too late."

Jiang Yanling stuffed it casually, feeling that it was about the same, and the three of them went to the playground.

Fuck last night, the boys like to play football with their friends, and the girls are quieter, hiding under the trees to enjoy the shade.

"Lingling, your hair is beautifully braided, how did you braid it?" Huang Jiayi asked her.

"My grandmother made it up for me."

"Can you teach me how to weave it? Sally only knows how to tie a ponytail, and she does it every time.