flying dog

Sun Wenqu's lectures to Fang Chi were still the same as usual. He spoke very seriously and clearly. Fang Chi listened very carefully. He didn't want to be laughed at by Sun Wenqu if he couldn't do it for a while.

After speaking, Sun Wenqu patiently watched him finish the following questions, and continued to talk when he encountered problems.

To be honest, Fang Chi looked at Sun Wenqu who was giving him a lecture with his head tilted. If the teacher taught the class like this, he probably wouldn't fall asleep...

After tossing a paper, Fang Chi felt refreshed.

"Okay, you can play something else for a while," Sun Wenqu stood up and stretched, "My waist is sore, I have to lie down for a while."

"Thank you." Fang Chi said.

"You're welcome." Sun Wenqu looked at him.

Fang Chi didn't speak, but looked at him, and after a few seconds, he had fun with Sun Wenqu. Although he couldn't explain what happened, he felt that it was fun to say thank you to Sun Wenqu. .

Sun Wenqu went back to the house, and when the door was closed, he didn't know whether to sleep or continue drawing.

When Fang Chi passed by his door, he suppressed the idea of ​​squatting at the door and taking a peek, and ran downstairs quickly.

My parents, grandparents, and grandparents are busy in the kitchen and yard. In fact, some dishes have been prepared a few days earlier, but this is the case during the Chinese New Year. It seems that I have been cooking forever, and I am busy in the kitchen from dawn to dusk. .

The boy is the happiest at this time, squatting outside the kitchen, waiting to eat leftovers from cooking.

"Go for a walk." Fang Chi went over and kicked its ass.

The kid got up and followed him out of the yard.

After leaving the yard and walking a few steps towards the entrance of the village, Fang Chi stopped again, and retreated to the door to look at the couplets on both sides.

In spring, flowers are like brocades in front of the hall, and in the sun, people are like dragons in the court.

At first glance, it was written by Sun Wenqu, with a powerful atmosphere, but if I didn't understand the content, I guess I could guess that picking these two sentences should be Sun Wenqu's style.

"How is it?" Grandma held a chicken in her hand, and looked at it with him while pulling the broken hairs, "I didn't plan to write this, but the water channel said it would be more poetic. I will think about it with your grandfather. It's been a year, let's be poetic for a while."

"So what did you want to write?" Fang Chi smiled.

"Your grandpa thought of being rich, wealthy, and lucky, but I can't think of it later," grandma laughed.

Fang Chi was stunned for a moment, and somehow mentioned it in his heart.

"Later he said it was not good, but the poetic flavor was good, so it was poetic." Grandma said again.

"Oh..." Fang Chi rubbed his nose, "It's poetic."

Grandma went back to work in the kitchen, Fang Chi looked up at the upstairs window, and walked out slowly along the road with the boy.

When walking towards the entrance of the village, I passed by several neighbors' houses, and I saw Spring Festival couplets written by Sun Wenqu, all of which are common auspicious words.

Fang Chi wanted to laugh again. I don’t know if Sun Wenqu didn’t allow people to read these things when he wrote them. He just felt that Sun Wenqu is such a talented person, and his writing is so amazing. appeared on the wall outside the courtyard door in the country...

It's quite interesting, probably only happens to Sun Wenqu who insists on not taking medicine.

Sun Wenqu was leaning back in the chair, with his legs resting on the edge of the bed, and on his lap were Mr. Huang, a notebook and a sketchbook.

The phone was ringing beside him, and he insisted on finishing the last few strokes before he reached for the phone and answered the call: "Liangzi."

"Why, how is it?" Ma Liang asked on the phone.

"What about it?" Sun asked Qu looking at a pot drawn on the paper.

"All." Ma Liang said.

"It's all good," Sun Wenqu smiled, "Are you going to go home with your wife?"

"Well, come on, I'll go to you, your place in two days," Ma Liang said, "Let's go to the third, third, or fourth day of junior high school."

"Why?" Sun Wenqu was stunned, "There's still soil, so don't send it away."

"Who, who sent the soil, ah," Ma Liang clicked his tongue, "go to breathe the fresh air, air, and bring you some New Year's goods by the way, thank you, thank you for taking it, and keeping you."

"I'm renting a house, okay? It's not free to eat and live." Sun Wenqu turned his pen around, "It's okay to come, but it's interesting to buy something for the New Year. Don't take the ordinary ones. I don't think there are any shortages in people's homes." , Pile up a whole room, and if you take too much, there will be no place to put it.”

"Why don't I go and get some, and I can go away with some," Ma Liang said with a smile, then paused and said, "Then what, I can call for you. Listen, your eldest brother-in-law is gone, it's all right."

"It's okay at first, but it's okay, he's really a delicate little pink flower," Sun Wenqu frowned, and he was in a bad mood when he mentioned this matter, "I pushed him four times, There are only two of these four strokes that haven’t been pushed.”

"Yes, just one stroke is enough, that's enough, just push the flower pot and put it on," Ma Liang sighed, "The one with the knocked face, you can see it, it's just a beating."

"If he doesn't come to provoke me, I can't think of someone like him at all." Sun Wenqu frowned, "My father forced me, and Sun Yao saw Tian'er scolding me, I can bear it, just say a few words I won’t think too much about it, after all, it’s my dad and my sister, what the hell is he doing bukkake with the orgasm, shit.”

"Rough, vulgar," Ma Liang said, "Wait for me to find my ear plugs."

"What are you talking about and get out if you don't go home and admit your mistakes?" Sun Wenqu quickly drew a small figure who was slapped in the corner of the paper, "Who is he!"

"Your eldest brother-in-law." Ma Liang replied.

"Fuck off." Sun Wenqu said disdainfully. He hadn't really thought about whether Sun Yao and her husband were in love, but they were father's right-hand men, and they were surprisingly consistent in maintaining father's authority. Good match.

"Also, and," Ma Liang thought for a while, then said, "Sun Jiayue is looking for, I want you to call."

"Have you given it?" Sun asked Qu.

"No, they scolded me for five or five minutes." Ma Liang said.

Sun Wenqu was overjoyed: "I'll call her."

After chatting with Ma Liang for a few more words, Sun Wenqu hung up the phone. After thinking about it, Sun Wenqu called Sun Jiayue.

"You're looking for smoke!" Sun Jiayue yelled as soon as she heard his voice, "Do you think your skin is itchy?"

"Didn't I call you?" Sun Wenqu said with a smile.

"Where have you been hiding! Why did you call Liu Ting?" Sun Jiayue kept saying, "I couldn't get through to you and went to your place to find you, but the house was sold..."

"Well, I moved." Sun Wenqu said.

Sun Jiayue paused for a moment and suddenly laughed, and asked happily, "Hey, did you beat Liu Ting and get kicked out?"

"Basically, I could have waited another month." Sun Wenqu followed suit with a smile.

"You've got some strength," Sun Jiayue couldn't help laughing, "Hey, did you play well?"

"Why don't you try it sometime." Sun Wenqu tilted his head back.

"Come on, I'm too lazy to take care of these messy things at home," Sun Jiayue stopped laughing and sighed, "Aren't you going home tomorrow?"

"Well, are you coming back?" Sun Wenqu asked.

"If you don't come back, I'll go back. I went to my mother-in-law's place last year, and I planned to go home this year." Sun Jiayue thought for a while, "Where are you?"

"In the mountains." Sun Wenqu replied.

"Come on, ghosts will believe that he was finally escaped from the mountains and went to the mountains again?" Sun Jiayue said.

"It's different from a digging site here." Sun Wenqu looked out of the window, and there was smoke floating in the peaceful scenery from someone who just finished setting off firecrackers.

"Don't talk, don't talk, do you have any money?" Sun Jiayue said, "If it's not enough, I'll ask your second brother-in-law to transfer some to you."

"Yes, a lot." Sun Wenqu said.

Sun Jiayue was probably warned by her father not to give him money, or else she wouldn't have told her second brother-in-law to transfer money to him.

He still has money on hand, even if he loses it, he will not involve Sun Jiayue and his wife in this mess. Sun Jiayue has never liked to ask about family affairs. Her husband has opened a big decoration company, and they have no children. The pressure is also low, and the life is quite comfortable. Sun Wenqu doesn't want to ruin her life as a wife who doesn't care about other things and only spends money every day.

"Don't hold on... Forget it, this is nonsense, if you didn't hold on to it, you wouldn't be where you are today," Sun Jiayue sighed forcefully, "Anyway, if you can't do it, just talk, and the second sister will take care of you."

"You can't do it anymore, will you be able to talk after the Chinese New Year?" Sun Wenqu laughed.

"I haven't been able to talk all this time," Sun Jiayue smiled, "Okay, I've made an appointment with Xiaoji to be my boss, so I won't tell you."

"Don't let him dye your hair." Sun Wenqu said.

"Got it!" Sun Jiayue laughed and hung up the phone.

Sun Wenqu put his phone aside and looked at Mr. Huang who was still lying on his lap.

Mr. Huang kept turning his ears to listen to him, and now he stared eye to eye with him.

After looking at each other for a while, Mr. Huang meowed, lay down with his face against his legs, and raised his paws to cover his face.

Sun Wenqu gently touched its paw with his fingers, and sighed softly.

There was a burst of firecrackers outside the window, and the sound should be the neighbor next door, probably about to prepare for dinner.

The sound of firecrackers can be heard from Monday to lunch and dinner this week, and the closer it is to Thirty, the denser the sound of firecrackers.

It was a little frightening to hear.

But sometimes feel at ease.

Fang Chi's family didn't start setting off the whip early. Grandpa and grandma probably didn't have the energy to play with it when they were at home, but it seems that they are going to set off today.

When Sun Wenqu was taking a pen and trying to think about his thoughts for today, there was a burst of lively voices and laughter in the yard, some calling parents, some calling grandpa and grandma.

He raised his eyebrows, put the things on his legs aside, picked up Mr. Huang, stood by the window, and looked down.

There were a lot of people in the yard. It seemed that Fang Chi's uncle or uncle's family were talking around his grandparents.

In addition to the older couple, there is also a young couple and a boy wearing glasses who looks about the same age as Fang Chi.

These are relatives who are rushing back for the New Year. Tomorrow is thirty, and it is estimated that someone will come back.

Sun Wenqu suddenly felt a little indescribable, he didn't know whether it was panic or envy.

He hesitated for a moment, went out to Fang Chi's room next door to check, but there was no one, so he took his mobile phone and dialed Fang Chi's number.

"Who?" Fang Chi answered the phone.

"Your father," Sun asked him, "where have you been?"

"Taking the kid for a walk, I just turned from the entrance of the village to the river," Fang Chi said, "Is this your current number?"

"Well, come back quickly and save your life. Relatives are coming to your house. There are five people in one yard." Sun Wenqu said.

"Five people can squeeze into a yard, you are too exaggerated," Fang Chi said, "My second uncle, it's so early, I thought it would be tomorrow morning."

"That includes your parents, your mother, your grandparents." Sun Wenqu frowned, "No, if you don't come back, take me for a walk."

"Then you come out, I'll go back later," Fang Chi said, "I don't get along with Fang Hui, I want to beat him up as soon as we meet, I'll come back later."

"What should I do when I go out to meet people? I'm in a bad mood and don't want to say hello to people," Sun Wenqu said a little irritably, "The broken fence gate in your backyard is still locked, so you can't get out."

"...you go to my room and wait for me." Fang Chi said.

Sun Wenqu went to Fang Chi's room with the cat in his arms. After staying for 2 minutes, he heard the door of the backyard rang. He went to the window and saw Fang Chi running in. The kid was squatting outside the door of the backyard.

He opened the door and went to the rooftop. Fang Chi ran up, waved when he saw him, and lowered his voice: "Hurry up, the kid can't help but scream."

Sun Wenqu trotted out of the backyard after him.

"Shut up, kid, don't bark." Fang Chi closed the backyard door, and pointed at the kid again.

The boy wagged his tail.

Fang Chi took him for a walk along the river to the entrance of the village. There was no one there at the moment, and the two went into a nearby pavilion and sat down.

This pavilion is actually a station with a windshield wall, but after it was repaired, the shuttle bus that was originally planned to pass by here has never been opened, so it has become a holy place for chatting among the villagers.

"Actually, no one will come in and look for you when you stay in your room," Fang Chi said, "Do you feel noisy?"

"No," Sun Wenqu put his arms on the back of the chair, poked his forehead with his fingers, and patted Mr. Huang with the other hand in his coat, "I just feel that it's too lively, so I feel very lonely."

"You're so easy to be lonely," Fang Chi smiled, "You're lonely when there's no one around, and you're still lonely when there's someone around."

"You don't understand that. It's loneliness that has to do with people," Sun Wenqu looked at him. "Loneliness and loneliness are different. Loneliness belongs to the state of mind."

"It's quite advanced, but I don't understand it." Fang Chi nodded.

Sun Wenqu looked at him and laughed, and after a while he said, "I won't feel lonely when I chat with you."

Fang Chi glanced at him, then lowered his head and grabbed the boy's ears: "Oh."

"By the way, you rock climbers are good at tying knots, aren't you?" Sun Wenqu reached into his pocket.

"Whose robbery?" Fang Chi was stunned.

"Oh, your awareness is so high," Sun Wenqu clicked his tongue, "Tie a knot, a knot."

"...Oh," Fang Chi smiled, "Yes, I can play with one hand."

"That's great." Sun Wenqu said.

"What are you doing?" Fang Chi asked.

"Tie two knots for me," Sun Wenqu took out the small bone and a piece of black leather cord he gave from his pocket, "I'll hang it around my neck."

Fang Chi took the bone and looked at it, then looked up at Sun Wenqu: "You really hang around your neck."

"Hang on," Sun Wenqu narrowed his eyes and glanced at his neck, "Aren't you all hung up?"

"I..." Fang Chi touched the four-leaf clover on his chest, "Isn't this Lingling Lingling? Maybe I can get all the questions right when I hang it up."

"My neck is cold, so I need to hang something." Sun Wenqu said solemnly.

Fang Chi sighed, holding a small bone to study: "You just drill two eyes..."

"I don't want to break it. It's a bit old. What if it breaks when you drill the hole?" Sun Wenqu said.

"...Okay, let me see how to do it." Fang Chi lowered his head and pondered for a while, took the leather rope to compare the length, wrapped it around the side of the small bone, and began to tie the knot slowly.

He can tie a lot of knots, besides those needed for rock climbing, he can also tie many other knots, which were all taught by his grandfather.

"It's long, can it be shorter?" Sun Wenqu said.

"Short, how do you get it in? You don't know that your head is thicker than your neck..." Fang Chi said.

"Then break the rope and add a stretchable knot," Sun Wenqu said, feeling in his pocket, "I have scissors..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Chi casually put the leather rope in his mouth and bit it off with his teeth.

"Hey, this tooth." Sun Wenqu laughed.

Fang Chi tied a moving knot again, pulled it a few times and handed it to Sun Wenqu.

"Very good," Sun Wenqu hung it up, shortened the rope, and the small bone just stayed just below the collarbone, "How about it, cool."

"Well," Fang Chi nodded, and patted the kid on the head, "Go eat the bones, kid!"

The kid sitting next to his lap jumped up, put his front paws on Sun Wenqu's lap, and stretched out his head to say something to him.

"Hey hey!" Sun Wenqu was startled, and quickly hid back, "You want to bite me!"

"How is it possible?" Fang Chi smiled happily, "I thought you weren't afraid of dogs anymore."

"If it doesn't touch me, I won't be afraid of it." Sun Wenqu said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Huang suddenly poked half of his body out of his coat, slapped the kid on the nose several times, and then quickly retracted into his clothes.

This set of chain palms made both of them stunned at the same time.

The boy was so frightened that his ears were clipped to the back of his head.

It took a while for Fang Chi and Sun Wenqu to burst into wild laughter at the same time, and the boy came back to his senses, turned around and ran out of the pavilion, whimpering.

"Let's go back, grandma will be urging me soon," Fang Chi stood up, still laughing, "Come back, kid! What are you running for!"

The kid turned his head and glanced at him, but he didn't come over and didn't go any further.

Just keep walking ahead.

When he was almost home, Sun Wenqu stopped at the corner of the backyard: "I'll go up from the backyard."

"It's okay," Fang Chi said, "I..."

"A tenant, it doesn't take so much effort," Sun Wenqu patted him on the shoulder, "I really don't want to deal with people these days."

"Okay," Fang Chi nodded, and gave him the key to the backyard, "I'll get it for you for dinner tonight?"

"Well," Sun Wenqu took two steps and then stopped, "Give me another meal."

"Chocolate?" Fang Chi smiled, "You have to eat up all the little I brought."

"Let's talk after we finish eating." Sun Wenqu hugged Mr. Huang and left.

Fang Chi entered the door from the front yard, and as soon as he entered, he heard the boy squeak, ran out from the living room, and then heard Fang Hui's voice: "Why do you always let this dog in the house!"

"Oh, kick it again!" Grandma said a little unhappy.

"Your grandpa has let him into the house since the day he raised him, and you don't feel tired even if you kick him this time," my mother walked out of the living room as she spoke. When she saw Fang Chi, she immediately pointed to him and lowered her The voice said, "You are well, don't quarrel with him again."

"Come here, boy." Fang Chi squatted down, and the boy ran to him. He rubbed the boy's head, "Go to the kitchen to find grandpa."

The boy turned and ran into the kitchen.

Fang Chi entered the living room. His second uncle and aunt, his cousin Fang Yun, his wife Fang Hui, and his father and grandmother were all there, and the sofa and chairs were all full.

"Happy New Year, Uncle and Aunt," Fang Chi greeted, "Sister, Happy New Year, brother-in-law."

"Hey, okay," the second uncle smiled and stood up, walked in front of him and patted his arm, "This kid seems to have grown taller again, really strong!"

"You have well-developed limbs," Fang Hui said while lying half-ly on the sofa, playing with his mobile phone, "Isn't that what they do in sports, you big fool."

Fang Chi glanced at him without making a sound.

"It's fine if you're like a bean sprout," grandma said on the sidelines. "You're so fussy anyway, you just lie there and play with your phone all day long."

"I have brains!" Fang Hui said annoyedly as he pushed his glasses.

"I see." Fang Chi didn't want to stay in the living room anymore, turned around and walked upstairs, "I've worked hard for more than ten years, so I must have eight dollars."

"You..." Fang Hui threw the phone and stood up.

"That's enough!" Second Aunt clapped her hands, "Shut up both of you, brothers and sisters are arguing, are you annoying?"

Fang Chi didn't speak any more, and stepped up the stairs in a few steps.

"What an annoyance!" Fang Hui sat back on the sofa, "Why don't you be annoyed! If it weren't for seeing grandparents, who would want to come here!"

Fang Chi had almost reached the top of the stairs, but he stopped after hearing this.

Originally, he was in a good mood these past few days, but now Fang Hui made him very irritable with a few words.

"Then look at grandpa and grandma, why are you staring at Fang Chi?" Fang Yun said aside, "It's been so many years, it depends on you two tossing around here."

"Stop talking nonsense, it's your turn to talk about me!" Fang Hui roared.

Fang Chi was stunned. Usually Fang Hui was really annoying, but he hadn't talked to his sister like this before. Fang Chi felt that he had taken some rat poison by mistake, so he turned his head and walked downstairs.

He needs to beat this idiot.

Before he finished going down the stairs, the second uncle had already kicked Fang Hui's ass: "You're not done yet, are you? What a waste of fun! Apologize to your sister!"

"I don't!" Fang Hui continued to shout with his neck stuck.

"Oh, you go to the yard and shout," Grandma waved her hand aside, "There is a stick in the yard, so it's easy to fight!"

Fang Hui was pushed and shoved out of the living room by his father. In their house, there is usually no one to stop children from being beaten. They should be scolded and beaten. When Fang Chi was young, his grandpa beat him on the firewood pile, and his grandma was also there. Applause.

Fang Chi planned to go to the yard to watch the fun.

"Hey," Sun Wenqu's voice came from behind, "Why are you going?"

Fang Chi turned his head and saw Sun Wenqu standing at the corner of the stairs, he lowered his voice: "Look at my second uncle beating someone."

"I want to watch it too, come up and watch it with me," Sun Wenqu said with a smile, "By the way, explain it to me."

"I... okay," Fang Chi smiled, and ran up the stairs, "You still like to join in the fun, aren't you so lonely?"

"It's mainly because I haven't seen it before. My house is not like this." Sun Wenqu entered the house and stood by the window. "It's quite interesting."

"Your father never hit you?" Fang Chi was surprised.

"Never hit me." The smile on Sun Wenqu's face suddenly disappeared, "Never hit me."

Sun Wenqu's expression changed too obviously, and he didn't seem to intend to hide it. Fang Chi could clearly feel his unhappiness.

"...Oh." Fang Chi responded, and couldn't help but raised his hand to gently pinch his shoulder.