Out of place

Xiang Xi didn't go back to Dawali, he and Mantou are living in Dajian's place for a while.

Chinese New Year is coming soon. Uncle Ping’s wife, wife and children will come back at this time of year. Uncle Ping’s son is studying in high school in the next city. Go back together and go back to Dawali.

At this time, people like Xiang Xi who exist as a sign that Uncle Ping is not a fun thing are inappropriate to stay there.

Dajian is Uncle Ping's diehard fan, and he belongs to the kind where he has to hold up flowers and cheer in front of Uncle Ping wherever he goes. Uncle Ping is very relieved to let Xiang Xi and Mantou stay with him.

In fact, Xiang Xi is not very willing to stay in Dawa during the Chinese New Year.

Although there is usually no normal living person in a mess, at least it is still popular. Once the tenants leave during the Chinese New Year, not to mention Dawali, even the Zhaojiayao area will suddenly become empty. dilapidated.

Be cautious.

"Who is that person who sent you here today?" Da Jian asked Xiang Xi while lying on the bed with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Alone." Xiang Xi sat on the sofa, no matter how he sat, he was uncomfortable. The springs under the broken sofa were high and low, and he still couldn't find a suitable depression to put his butt in. He was afraid that the springs would break out after twisting a few times , Finally he stood up, went to the wooden stool next to him and sat down.

"He still drives a pretty good car," Dajian looked at him, "When did you know such a person?"

Xiang Xi glanced at Dajian, but said nothing, what kind of car is it? In Dajian's eyes, as long as it is not a battery car, it is considered a good car.

"You..." Dajian wanted to say something more, but he didn't finish.

Xiang Xi got up and slammed the door and went out.

He lit a cigarette outside the door, and Mantou followed him out. He glanced at Mantou, and handed the cigarette to him.

"Why bother?" Mantou took the cigarette and put it on, "He lives here with Dajian, he asked a few questions, maybe it was Uncle Ping who asked him to pay attention?"

"Da Jian is a fart," Xiang Xi lit another cigarette and puffed out, "I don't have time to analyze what he wants to do. Uncle Ping wants to know that Uncle Ping will ask himself, and it's his turn to lick it." Butt?"

In this dark life, this is the only way for Xiang Xi to show his temper.

He was raised by Uncle Ping, he only gave Uncle Ping face, only bought Uncle Ping's account, except for Uncle Ping, whoever was in front of him was a quiet fart.

When he was in a bad mood, he could show Uncle Ping a long face.

It was his last struggle, his way of proving that he wasn't sucked dry by the darkness.

"I mean, no one in this group of people would dare to ask you such a question. Uncle Ping must have nodded if he did..." Mantou frowned.

"Uncle Ping doesn't like me for a day or two." Xiang Xi bit his cigarette and looked up at the sky. It was pitch black, with no stars and no moon, and it was about to snow again.

"Xiao Zhan, what's the matter with you recently?" Mantou sighed and squatted on the ground.

"I'm rebellious, illiterate." Xiang Xi replied.

"You're not illiterate, you don't know as many words as I do!" Mantou sighed again, "I just don't feel at ease, I always feel like something's going to happen, if Erpan dares to touch you, I don't think it's a good idea..."

"You're going to elope, so worry about yourself, don't worry about the little lame being unable to bear it." Xiang Xi lowered his head and blew a puff of cigarette on the top of Man's head.

"You brought this up yourself!" Mantou immediately pointed at him and shouted.

"I mentioned it, what's the matter," Xiang Xi smiled, turned around and walked into the house, and said in a low voice, "I'll see how you want to die."

After returning to the house, Dajian was already lying on the bed, holding a mobile phone and wondering which woman he was tired of.

Xiang Xi took a shower and went into another room. There was a bed in this room, and he was squeezed into the steamed bun. The bedding on the bed was quite complete, but the bed was hard. Xiang Xi couldn't sleep well for several nights.

When Mantou entered the room, he sat on the chair with his mobile phone in his arms, but his eyes did not fall on the mobile phone, and he stared at the floor in a daze.

Ever since I mentioned leaving once that day, Mantou has been in this state a lot, staring at one place in a daze.Xiang Xi didn't know what he was thinking, but seeing the momentum, he still didn't give up the idea of ​​leaving.

Xiang Xi looked at the ceiling with his arms under his pillow. Although he felt that Mantou was looking for death, he could still understand the expectation, looking forward to a different life and breaking away from the status quo.

However, for Xiang Xi, he has no comparison. Since he can remember, he has lived such a life, cheating, talking nonsense, stealing and fighting, the only life Uncle Ping gave him.

He didn't know what kind of another life he would have if one day he left this life.

For example... something like Cheng Boyan?

Xiang Xi smiled, he didn't know how he thought of Cheng Boyan, that person was completely different from him, even if he didn't live in the present life, he was at most a part-time job on the street, pushing a cart to sell breakfast.

"Hey..." Xiang Xi closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

"What's wrong?" Mantou asked.

"Sleepy." Xiang Xi said.

On New Year's Eve, Dajian bought a bunch of fireworks and came back with a woman, who was sloppy and sloppy. Xiang Xi didn't like it, but he didn't show it.

This woman is a waiter in a small restaurant, much better than them, at least she has a job that she can talk to people seriously.

People like them who go out and tell people what they are doing have to make up nonsense.

A few people stayed in the house all afternoon, making dumplings, and the woman also cooked a few dishes, with a decent skill, as if she had taken leftovers from a restaurant.

At night, when they were setting off firecrackers, Xiang Xi put on his coat and went out, wandering aimlessly in the street.

When the sound of firecrackers began to sound all around, he saw a dog curled up next to a trash can. It seemed that it was the first time he had experienced the New Year, and he was frightened by these noises.

Xiang Xi originally thought that his dog would be packed in a cardboard box and placed in the backyard during the Chinese New Year, but he had no chance.

He touched a piece of candy in his pocket, took two steps towards the trash can, and stopped again.

In the end, he squatted face to face with the dog, listened to the sound of firecrackers for a while, and then turned around and left. He was afraid that the dog would follow him again.

He couldn't protect anything now, not even a dog, it had been proven.

There are two tables in the living room of grandma's house, one table for adults and one small table for children. This year's Chinese New Year is very crowded. Their family, the second uncle and two aunts, are all together from old to young. .

Cheng Boyan was sitting next to his grandma, the room was filled with lively chatter and laughter and children's screams, the two aunts were chatting with his mother across the table, he had to put his ears close to hear his grandma talking to him clearly .

"Did your dad give you lucky money?" Grandma asked him.

Cheng Boyan smiled: "How old am I? I didn't give it back."

"I'll give him New Year's money until you are born!" Grandma turned to look at Dad sitting on the other side, "Why are you so picky?"

"Why did I pick it up?" Dad was stunned.

"Where's the New Year's money?" Grandma stretched out her hand.

"Your? Didn't I give it to you as soon as I walked in?" Dad said.

"Bo Yan's!" Grandma pushed him.

"Grandma," Cheng Boyan leaned on the back of the chair and smiled for a long time, "Don't torment my dad, he was on the operating table yesterday, and he hasn't recovered yet, you'll make him confused again."

"Really," grandma clicked tut a few times, "I'm so old, I'm not afraid that my body won't be able to bear it."

"I'm not too old," Dad smiled, and raised the hand holding the chopsticks to grandma's eyes, "It's still stable."

"I can't see, I'm old." Grandma patted his hand away.

"Let's have cataract surgery after the new year," my mother said aside, "Don't delay, minor surgery is fine."

"Don't do it, in case you don't come here soon," the grandma stood up as soon as she heard that, and went to sit at the child's table, "Grandma will chat with you for a while."

"On duty tomorrow?" Dad turned to look at Cheng Boyan.

"The second day of junior high school," Cheng Boyan said, "but I'm going to visit tomorrow too, I'm afraid I'll be too busy these days."

"These two days... your mother and I are going..." Dad said hesitantly, "Are you going this year?"

"I'm not going," Cheng Boyan didn't look at his father, he took a mouthful of food and put it in a bowl, "I'm not going."

"Leave him alone," Mom pushed Dad and handed her glass to Cheng Boyan, "Son, bring me some red wine."

"I'll have some too," Second Aunt also stretched out the glass, "Sister-in-law, the red wine you brought this time is really good!"

"If you like it, I'll bring you two more bottles," my mother said with a smile, "you can usually drink a little of this."

Cheng Boyan poured them good wine, and grandma shouted that there was still food in the kitchen, so he put down the bottle: "I'll get it."

Just when he was about to stand up, he felt his trouser waist being pulled, and reflexively felt that it was Cheng Xuanyu's annoying mound. He grabbed it back, but caught a limp little hand.

"Huh? Xiaoxi?" He turned around and found that his two-year-old niece was standing behind him at some point, pulling his belt, and he scratched her nose, "Uncle took you to the kitchen to steal something OK?"

Xiaoxi nodded, Cheng Boyan squatted down and grabbed her with his arms, and walked towards the kitchen.

"Oh my god," my cousin looked at him and yelled, "Bo Yan, your child-carrying skills have not improved for many years, can you still do it!"

"Your daughter is wild," Cheng Boyan said with a smile, lowering his head and asking Xiaoxi, "Is it fun?"

The little girl didn't speak, just shook her arms and giggled happily.

There were still two big bowls of steamed meat with preserved vegetables in the pot in the kitchen. Cheng Boyan wanted to laugh when he saw it. This is grandma's favorite. There were two big bowls of fried pork with taro on the table, and there were actually two bowls steaming here.

He cut a small piece of meat with a knife and let Xiaoxi eat it slowly, and took a plate to put the meat out.

"Brother," Xiaoxi tugged at his pants, "I want more."

"...Called uncle, why do you always call me brother?" Cheng Boyan cut another small piece of meat for her to hold, "Eat it, go out after eating, and let your mother see me later and say me."

Xiaoxi lowered his head and took a bite, then stretched out his hand to his mouth: "Brother, eat."

"Uncle." Cheng Boyan corrected her. The little girl called him brother for the first time since she learned to speak, and she couldn't change it back.

Every time he heard this soft voice, he would feel uncomfortable for a while.

"Uncle eat." So Xiaoxi said it again, and finally got it right.

Looking at the oil in her mouth and hands, Cheng Boyan really didn't have the appetite to eat the half piece of meat, but he still took it and shook it to his mouth, then turned his head and threw it away.

After wiping off the oil on Xiaoxi's hands and mouth, he returned to the living room with the braised meat in one hand and her in the other.

Everyone was having a good time. As soon as the dish was brought out, they were warmly welcomed. Anyway, as long as it was made by the old lady, everyone would warmly welcome and praise the dish.

"How about another bowl?" Grandma smiled proudly.

"I'll get it again." Cheng Boyan carried Xiaoxi to the kitchen again.

"This child will become a little crazy after seeing you!" Grandma pointed to Xiaoxi, "You let her down, she can't breathe from laughing!"

As soon as Cheng Boyan put down Xiaoxi and entered the kitchen, he heard someone running in after him.

"I'll get it!" Tudui'er shouted when he entered the kitchen.

Cheng Boyan glanced at him, but he opened his mouth to yell but didn't yell out the second time.

"Don't fall, hold on tight, don't run." Cheng Boyan saw that he was quite well behaved today, so he put the plate in his hand.

Tudui'er held the plate, glanced at him, turned around and ran, shouting as he ran, "Run, run, run!"

Cheng Boyan didn't speak, at least he didn't fall.

The kitchen was still filled with the smell of vegetables, he stood by the window, outside he could see the smoky lights of Wanjia, warm and lonely.

He was not at home in his thirties last year. He was on duty in the hospital and even sang two songs in the ward.

Originally, he only planned to sing one song, but an uncle who couldn't go home and no one came to the hospital to accompany him asked him to sing another one, and he sang it again.

Thinking of this uncle, he suddenly thought of Zhan Hongtu's father...

Xiang Xi and Mantou have been in the Internet cafe for two days. The new Internet cafe opened during the Chinese New Year, the Internet charge is [-] and get [-] free.

There are many more people in the Internet cafe than usual, and those delinquent teenagers who are educated will come to the Internet cafe to grab machines from these delinquent teenagers who are not in school.

"I'm hungry." Xiang Xi said with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Instant noodles?" Mantou glanced at him, he knew that Xiang Xi didn't like that stuff, so he added, "I can't buy anything else to eat now."

"There are beef balls in the supermarket," Xiang Xi threw the mouse and stood up, "Do you eat them?"

"Eat!" Mantou nodded quickly, thought about it and said, "It's a long way to go, let me drive there."

"No, your car can't jump as fast as you," Xiang Xi said, "I'll take a breath by the way."

Xiang Xi found out that it was snowing again when he got out of the gate of the Internet cafe. This year's Chinese New Year, it had snowed enough. He was wearing an old down jacket with a thin sweater inside, and he couldn't bear it.

He wanted to go back to the Internet cafe to take off a piece of Mantou's clothes, but he didn't want to go back upstairs again. In the end, he just pulled his collar and hopped to the street with his arms folded.

A man across the street was slowly walking towards the street, Xiang Xi glanced at it and turned his head away, thinking that he could still take such a calm step in such a cold day when he saw the warm gate of the Internet cafe in front of him It's amazing to walk over in a few steps. He would have rushed in if it had been changed.

Just after taking two steps towards the distant supermarket, Xiang Xi heard footsteps coming from behind him, and he ran quite fast.

The sound of footsteps was not normal. He turned his head and took a look. Out of the habit of protecting himself in a long-term melee, he arched his back when he turned his head, so as to ensure that he would not be directly hit on the back of the head and shoulder.

But this time it didn't help him.

Something hit him on the arm.

Xiang Xi didn't even look at the other person's face carefully, turned his head and ran away.

While running, I felt that it was a mistake to come here to surf the Internet today because of the discounted Internet fee. After thinking about it, I felt that this person was really amazing. It was not daytime, and the lights were not very bright. When he came out, he shrank like a thief. , I can still be chased by someone, I really can't figure it out.

In the end, he attributed all this to his own hairstyle. He just went to get it done today. He asked the hair stylist to push the long hair on both sides, and sprayed some hairspray on the middle to set it.

In the end, he was about to be beaten for being too handsome.

In Xiang Xi's long running and escape career, it is rare for someone like the one behind him to chase for 5 minutes without giving up and not falling behind.

Xiang Xi was already starting to feel tired after running so hungry, not to mention Dr. Cheng said that he couldn't keep running like this, and the plaster cast had just been removed from his leg for a few days...

He even wanted to turn around and ask him if you fell in love with me and chased after me endlessly!

The person with the donkey's face behind him, or the person who is eager to perform in front of the donkey's face to receive the reward, in short, is persistently swaying his legs and chasing after him.

Just when Xiang Xi really didn't want to run away and was about to turn around and fight this man and break his leg again, a black car parked in a temporary parking space on the side of the road jumped into his sight.

This car is familiar, the license plate... yes!

When he saw Cheng Boyan who opened the car door and was about to go up while talking on the phone, Xiang Xi felt that he was saved.

He rushed over and opened the passenger door, sat in the car almost at the same time as Cheng Boyan, and then closed the door with a bang.

Cheng Boyan was obviously taken aback, he was still holding the door of the driver's cab, staring at him and forgot to close the door.

"Close the door, close the door," Xiang Xi yelled in succession, looking back while yelling, "Drive, drive, drive!"

"Are you being chased by the creditor again?" Cheng Boyan closed the car door and locked it.

"What kind of creditor! I ran into it right after I went to an Internet cafe!" Xiang Xi urged him, "Hurry up and drive!"

"Didn't take care of your dad in the hospital?" Cheng Boyan also looked back.

"My dad! Where did I come from..." Xiang Xi stopped halfway through speaking, and turned to look at Cheng Boyan.

Cheng Boyan stared at him for a few seconds, tapped his fingers on the steering wheel: "Go down."