When I woke up, my son was older than me

"If you find trouble with someone, you can leave without apologizing?"

Not to mention that Xiao Yue didn't agree with his uncle's way of handling it at the moment, even Xiao Sifan didn't agree with Xiao Song's handling result.How can a person who provokes others for no reason be favored so easily because his uncle is the principal.

"Then what do you want!" Xiao Yue said before Xiao Song.

"Apologize."

The Xiao family never shelters every child who makes mistakes.I remember that in Xiao Sifan's sophomore year of high school, because he broke the school's public utensils, he had to do odd jobs for a whole month to get together the money for the heavy purchase.Later, because the equipment was updated, the new equipment was only used for three days, and it was sealed in the equipment room of the school's logistics department.

"Impossible, you want me to bow to you, dreaming!"

"You can't leave without apologizing."

Xiao Yue laughed, walked up to Xiao Sifan's side with his chin raised high, and poked the other side's shoulder with his hand.He seemed to bow his head in an apology gesture, but he said extremely mean words, "You kid wants to wait for me to apologize, maybe hundreds of years later."

The outstretched fingers pressed against the opponent's shoulder, Xiao Yue could feel the dissatisfaction conveyed from the opponent without even thinking about it.He was suddenly embarrassed, so what if he was good at skills, he wanted to pretend to be a grandson in front of him.Not to mention that this guy is a slashing man with a knife, he bites back and pretends to be something.

"You really don't want to apologize?" Xiao Sifan seemed to have lost his patience.

The scorching sun scorched the earth, and at the same time scorched the people standing on the earth.The heat from the soles of the canvas shoes scratched the soles of the feet, making it a little unsteady.The person in front of him stretched out his hand and poked hard on his shoulder, as if trying to push him into the flames over and over again.

He has always disliked the scorching heat. If it weren't for the cold wind blowing from the upstairs, he probably wouldn't have wanted to stay here from the very beginning.

"I won't apologize." Xiao Yue felt more and more cowardly, "What can you do?"

The embarrassing expression only stayed on his face for three seconds, and was wiped off completely in the next second.The two fingers poked on the shoulder socket were pulled into the hands of the other party at some point, and it only needed such a slight twist to break the connection between the bones.

Xiao Yue shouted: "You crazy!"

Xiao Sifan had already lost his patience, he stepped on the opponent's heel, and the white canvas toe flattened the plastic black body.Even the black socks wrapped around the opponent's feet slipped to the soles of his feet.The word embarrassment is most appropriate now.

"Si Fan!" Xiao Song became impatient, "He is you..."

"I know." Xiao Sifan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said bluntly: "A son is not filial to his father, and a man can't be successful if he doesn't fight. It's not too late to make up for the lack of fighting for 18 years."

"You're not my father, why beat me!"

"My surname is Xiao."

"So what about the surname Xiao..." Xiao Yue just wanted to follow Xiao Sifan's words, when Xiao Song followed his words and added a sentence, which immediately made Xiao Yue unconvinced The child is frozen there.

Xiao Song said: "Not only is his surname Xiao, but he is also your elder in terms of seniority. Don't be too big or small, apologize quickly!"

"Elder?" Xiao Yue stared wide-eyed.

Suspicious in his heart, he doesn't remember when an elder of his age came out of their Xiao family. Could it be that his uncle deliberately lied to scare him into apologizing.Besides, even if it is an elder, why should the other party ask him to apologize when he made a mistake? He doesn't want to apologize. Even if he is charged with one or more crimes today, he shouldn't apologize.

Xiao Song was annoyed when he saw it, and waved Xiao Yue to go to the principal's office and wait for him to register for Xiao Sifan before coming to have a good talk with this guy.

In the principal's office, the old fan was swinging its blades slowly.The dust-covered fan blades wobbled to prop up their bodies to curry favor with those under them.The person sitting on the sofa chair under him is blowing the cool breeze and drinking ice water, which is in stark contrast to the poor guy standing against the wall in the corner.

Another glass of ice water bottomed out.

Xiao Sifan, who was sunburned and lost his usual state in the hot weather, finally felt a little compassion, and moved his eyes to the guy standing against the wall.That guy still had a stinky face, his body limply pressed against the base of the wall, blood was still coming out of his torn knee, he looked extremely destitute.

"Come here." Xiao Sifan withdrew his gaze and leaned towards the other side.

Xiao Yue grimaced for a second, then reluctantly moved slowly towards Xiao Sifan's seat.He didn't want to say a word to this guy, but this person's seniority in the Xiao family was equal to his uncle's. No matter where he started from, he was considered the other party's junior.

Standing in the corner just now, he figured it out. A guy who just came back to school doesn't look like someone who can cut him off.In addition, it was too dark last night, and the three of them could only see the silhouette of the little boy's back. If it really looked like this guy was taller than that guy, he shouldn't be this guy anyway.

Thinking about this point clearly, Xiao Yue still didn't give the other party a good face and asked: "Why?"

Although it wasn't the guy in front of him who cut him off, the way this guy beat him just now was deeply rooted in his heart.

"Raise your leg." Xiao Sifan didn't care about his tone of voice at all, but just kept his eyes on the other's holed knee, where the flesh was shattered and bleeding had already started.

The scorched red skin was mixed with minced meat, thanks to this guy's ability to bear it, he didn't utter a word of pain for a long time.Xiao Sifan took out a medicine box from under the coffee table with familiarity, and found iodine, gauze and cotton swabs from inside.He unscrewed the iodine cap, poked it with a cotton swab, pulled it out, and stuck it directly on Xiao Yue's knee.

"Hiss—" Xiao Yue realized the burning pain later, and it was only at this time that Xiao Yue felt the pain and numbness of the broken skin.

Xiao Sifan applied medicine to the opponent neatly, and wrapped a large circle of gauze around the entire knee.The bandaging technique is not very pretty, but the bandaging is extremely perfect.After packing, throw the medicine box into the coffee table, the action is crisp and neat, as if it has been staged thousands of times.

Xiao Yue asked curiously: "How do you know there is a medicine box here?"

"I used to often..." Often, Xiao Sifan didn't plan to continue talking.He stood up and walked around the small principal's office.I didn't have time to take a closer look just now, but now I feel that my cousin is nostalgic. 18 years have passed, and the furnishings of the room are still exactly the same as before.

Even the old fan was still whistling.

Since he was in school, his cousin was also the director of the Academic Affairs Office.Unexpectedly, 18 years later, the room is the same room, but the sign outside the room has been changed from the Academic Affairs Office to the Principal's Office.

"Have you been here before?" Xiao Yue became interested, "Returning to school, I studied in Huagao No. [-] Middle School for three years, why haven't I met you? And you said your surname is Xiao, why am I not here... ...Hey, you can't move!"

Seeing Xiao Sifan's hand reaching into the glass cabinet where the files were stored, Xiao Yue stopped it in time.That place was a restricted area. He used to look for things and was curious to see the treasure inside, but as soon as he stretched out his hand halfway, he was dragged out by his uncle.

I don't know what's hidden there, it's so rare.

Xiao Sifan was stunned, and repeated: "Can't move?"

Xiao Yue nodded, "Of course, don't blame me for not reminding you, it's my uncle's treasure inside. If you touch it, there will definitely be no good fruit. For the sake of bandaging my wound just now, what happened before I won't argue with you. But... you really can't touch this thing, even if your surname is Xiao."

Xiao Song's taboo sounds strange and makes people feel a little curious.

It is said that the more you stop, the greater people's curiosity will be. Xiao Sifan, who passed through 18 years ago, still inevitably develops the curiosity of a teenager.Under Xiao Yue's strong restraint, he pushed open the door of the glass cabinet and took out a photo from inside.

The material of the photo is retro, and the color on the back is even more retro.

Burnt yellow textures covered the entire back of the photo, and there was a date written in an oilpoint pen in the lower right corner. Because of the long time, it was blurry and hard to see clearly.But if you look closely, you can still see the outline, which seems to be September 2002, 9.

this day...

Xiao Sifan's expression became a little blurred, he still remembered that this was the day he was pushed into the delivery room 18 years ago.Calculated according to the current day, 2002 years have passed since September 9, 8, but for him, it seems to be the closest.

He had just given birth that day, and the Xiao family had a custom of taking pictures of the newborn child and the adult to bless them both.The uncle must be the one who took the photo. When the child turns eight years old in the future, the photo is handed over to the child, and the ceremony of blessing is truly completed.I just don't know why this photo is here.

"What is it, let me see." Xiao Yue was surprised by Xiao Sifan's boldness, but even more curious about what Xiao Sifan took out from the glass cabinet.

"It's nothing." Xiao Sifan quickly hid the photo in his cuff, and closed the door of the glass cabinet.

Xiao Yue said stingyly, then stretched out his hands and lay down on the sofa chair.For a school bully like him who doesn't like to study, lying on the dilapidated sofa chair in the principal's office blowing dust from a broken electric fan is more comfortable than sitting in a clean and tidy air-conditioned classroom.

After waiting for a while, the door opened.

Xiao Song came in from the door, took a stack of papers in his hand, handed the top few sheets to Xiao Sifan, and told the other party not to reveal his real identity casually, only then did he notice that he was lying on the sofa. The guy in the old man's paralyzed pose on the chair.

He was speechless for a while, secretly thinking that the father and son were indeed in the same line.

"Xiao Yue." He pushed the drowsy Xiao Yue, pulled him up and said, "Si Fan will be in your class from now on, please take care of me. He...had a little illness before, and he was absent from school for a long time Yes, I don't understand a lot of things, as a... junior, remember to take care of him, do you hear me?"

"...I heard..." Xiao Yue was sleeping comfortably, he was pulled up in a daze, and he agreed to it one by one regardless of what the other party said.

When he regained his senses and became clear-headed, he was immediately unhappy, "Why should I take care of him? The Xiao family's ancestral motto is to be independent. Isn't his surname Xiao, then he must abide by the rules of our Xiao family."

Xiao Song was a little puzzled, "When did the Xiao family come up with an ancestral precept?"

Xiao Yue said solemnly: "Just now, the ancestor of the Xiao family entrusted it to me in a dream."

The class that Xiao Yue stayed in was the most complicated class in the whole grade. There were people in the class whose grades were so good that they won the first place in the whole grade time and time again, and there were also guys like him who returned to the exclusive crane tail.Because modern education does not allow small classes, the complexity of this class has lasted for nearly three years.

"Extraordinary, Xiao Yue is leading a new guy to our class right now!"

"A new member of Voldemort's trio?"

"What Voldemort, it is obvious that the Journey to the West group of four lacks a Tang monk who can chant sutras."

The class was noisy, and everyone was discussing new gossip topics.Although they were extremely curious about the identity of this newcomer, who would be able to let the well-known school bully of Huagao No. [-] Middle School lead the way for him, but curiosity was nothing more than curiosity, and no one dared to ask in front of the school bully.

At most, post privately and discuss anonymously for a while.

Xiao Sifan hadn't seen such a lively scene on campus for a long time, and he still remembered that the last time he saw it was when the school held a New Year's Eve party.He glanced at Xiao Yue, and felt that the people in front of him were much more popular in school than he was before.

"They pay attention to you." Xiao Sifan said.

"That's right, I don't brag about anything else, I just talk about my popularity. There is no one in Huagao No. [-] Middle School who is more popular than me. When someone sees me, Xiao Yue will come to me eagerly. There are piles of love letters... ..."

"That's what you said?"

Xiao Sifan pointed to the pink envelope not far away, and then focused his gaze on the protagonist on the opposite side of the envelope.The man was taller, about half a head taller than Xiao Yue, and he looked handsome, but his appearance was a bit sinister, the corners of his mouth curled up a little, and he didn't look very good at talking.

Seeing Xiao Yue, the man pushed away the love letter handed to him and walked over.

He stopped in front of Xiao Yue, and said, "Journey to the West, the group of four is ready?" Then he glanced at Xiao Sifan, and continued, "This time the choice is good, at least it's not crooked. That's right, Bajie and Sha It's normal for a monk to be ugly, but for Tang monks, he should naturally have thinner skin and tender flesh."

The author has something to say: Blessings are made up, don’t study them carefully~