godfather

On New Year's Eve, Grandma Meng called Shaotang to come home to have dinner and spend the New Year with the old couple.

Shaotang said a few words politely, "I always eat at your house, is it appropriate?"

Shaotang had something to say, and Grandma Meng was also a cheerful person, saying: "Come here, don't be awkward with me. My fourth daughter is not at home today, and she will not come back after going on a business trip!"

As soon as Shaotang heard this, he arrived at a fast speed.

He hasn't spent the New Year with his own father in these years, but spends time with the old couple of the Meng family every year, and the relationship is so close.Grandma Meng made dumplings and asked, "The spoon is hot, what kind of stuffing do you like, leek or celery, or fennel and zucchini? I'll make a pot for you and cook for you alone."

When Shaotang smiled, the mole on the corner of his mouth flickered, which was very attractive: "Ask your grandson what kind of stuffing he likes, you make it for him, and I will eat it with him."

Grandma Meng said: "Oh! Every time I make him a pot of leeks, eggs and clams! He likes to eat that! Do you want leftovers?"

Shaotang said, "I'll eat leeks with him!"

Grandma Meng rolled the skin deftly. She was skilled at rolling the skin and swayed back and forth, muttering: "It's good to eat leeks, leeks are the most aphrodisiac."

Meng Xiaobei heard it at the door, and coughed exaggeratedly, wanting to tell his grandma that Shaotang's yang energy is already "strong" enough that an active volcano will erupt at any time.

Shaotang rubbed his nose, turned his face sullenly, and walked away silently with his arms around Xiaobei's collar. There was a rustling in the corridor...

Shaotang played chess with the old man of the Meng family, and if he couldn't hold on to each game for 8 minutes, he would definitely be checkmate to death by the old man.Meng Xiaobei laughed at Shaotang loudly.

Grandpa Xiao Bei sighed, "Shao Tang, you are no weaker than Meng Jianmin in any way, but you are not as good as him in chess."

Shaotang rubbed his face and said with a helpless smile, "I don't have such an easy brain as Meng Jianmin, so I'm not a person who studies this!"

The New Year's Eve dinner included stewed fish and braised elbows. Meng Xiaobei ate thirty large dumplings stuffed with leeks and clams. Shaotang accompanied the old man to drink Taishan special tune brought over by relatives from his hometown in Laizhou.

Shaotang also drank a little too much, his face was flushed, and his eyes were watery.

Meng Xiaobei is now more mature and stable than before, instead he deliberately doesn't sit next to his little dad, but sits across from him, drinking beer, staring at people coolly with his jet-black eyes.Shaotang couldn't help it, got up and walked into the corridor, hooking Meng Xiaobei.Meng Xiaobei immediately followed.

Shaotang carried a bottle of beer, took two empty glasses, filled them up, and then cracked a raw egg into each of the two glasses of wine!

Meng Xiaobei put his arms around his daddy's waist and muttered in the kitchen, "How do you eat raw eggs?"

Shaotang said: "Just eat it like this, it's delicious!"

Meng Xiaobei: "Beer with raw egg yolk?"

Shaotang's eyes were flushed with alcohol, and he whispered in his ear: "Soldiers in our army drink like this."

"This is more aphrodisiac than leeks."

"@#%&￥!"

The two leaned together to squeeze each other, but they didn't dare to laugh too lewdly and loudly.After drinking two glasses of beer with raw eggs, there was not a drop left, and my heart was on fire, and the fire was almost like a prairie fire...

On New Year's Eve, there are songs and dances on TV, and there is only one TV in the house, and several people compete for channels.

Xiaobei's grandparents watch the CCTV Spring Festival Gala every year, and Meng Xiaobei has to watch "A Dream of Red Mansions" broadcast by CCTV [-], and they keep casting glances at Shaotang.

Later, it was agreed that everyone would watch for 10 minutes. As long as there were comic sketches and opera programs that grandparents liked, they would switch to the Spring Festival Gala.Black and white 14-inch TV, without a remote control, the channel is still the kind of knob-style tuning switch.Grandma Meng patted her thigh and bared at her grandson, "You little bastard, you broke that button for me!!"

Halfway through, Meng Xiaobei really pulled the knob off, "Ah—" and pulled out a plastic button in his hand!

The family was dumbfounded, and then they slapped their legs and laughed wildly together, pointing at the eldest grandson and cursing.

Shaotang made an emergency move, pouted in front of the TV to fix the button, but he couldn't put it back in for a while, and there was only a sticky stick inside the tuner switch...

Meng Xiaobei's natural interest has strong artistic roots, and he also highly respects this kind of ancient costume classics in his heart. The drama "Dream of Red Mansions" came out, and he deliberately went to many bookstores to buy the costume style album published by the CCTV crew, as well as the architectural atlas of the Grand View Garden.

Meng Xiaobei sat on the edge of the bed, only one foot away from the screen, emotional and focused.After watching an episode of a TV series, he casually sketched the costumes and headgear of the characters in the play, added branches and leaves, designed a few sets of luxurious New Year's winter clothes for Brother Bao's sister Lin, and drew Sister Feng as a cartoon with coquettish eyes. version, inspiration travels with the nib of the pen.

Shaotang sat behind him, put one hand on Meng Xiaobei's shoulder, pinched the neck of his neck, and watched quietly.

Perhaps it was also from that year that Shaotang gradually became active.I have been in the army all year round, and even though I have been in Beijing for many years, my contact circle is still too narrow, and I don't have enough connections in society to help his son much, and he can't even compare to an individual businessman like Qi Liang's father.Reminiscent of the emotional future with Meng Xiaobei, the superior status may even become an obstacle, which is the fuse that leads to troubles at any time.The pure and passionate ideals compete with the realistic future, which makes him ponder for many days, and it is difficult to make a decision.

……

There is a large red brick building in the dormitory area of ​​the second factory, and the windows of every house are painted with a white mist, reflecting a hazy warm yellow light, and the sound of fighting wine is heard from the windows.

On the side of the street near Chaoyang Park, red lanterns are hung on the branches of dry trees beside the road, and a string of sparse colored lights are lit. The game hall is brightly lit.

Qi Liang bought four boxes of peach juice at the counter, a piece of Yili vitamin bread, and exchanged a pocket of coins.He is going to fight all night in the game hall, and this is his "New Year's Eve dinner".Sitting in the soft chair, with his head tilted back, he skillfully pulled the operating lever, pressed the fire button, and muttered, beep, beep, beep, beep! ... all destroyed.

Suddenly a warm hand patted his shoulder behind him, he turned his head suddenly, slightly surprised: "... Teacher Xiao?"

Teacher Xiao also looked very surprised: "Student Qi Liang, why are you here?"

Qi Liang raised his eyebrows slightly, and hummed lightly, "Why can't I be here."

Xiao Yi said: "Today is the night of New Year's Eve, why didn't you go home?"

Qi Liang turned his head back, stared at the screen, kept the joystick in his hand, and asked directly in the tone of the other party: "Mr. Xiao, why didn't you go home?"

Xiao Yi: "..."

Xiao Yi was wearing a long gray wool coat, black-rimmed glasses, and a woolen scarf, and because the indoor heating was too hot, the lenses were immediately stained with breath, so he was forced to take off the glasses, squinted his eyes, and wiped the scarf indiscriminately. net.Qi Liang was so happy to see this man, the standard "May [-]th" youth dress in TV dramas, a delicate and sticky man, but unfortunately he is too old!

Both of them have families and don't want to return home, and they are both afraid of being alone in an empty house, and the fireworks in the sky will fade away with loneliness.

Teacher Xiao didn't say a word, just sat silently in the empty seat next to Qi Liang, staring blankly.Qi Liang glanced sideways at this person, pouted and muttered, and tossed two coins: "Put it in the coin slot of your machine, Teacher Xiao, I will teach you how to fight Street Fighter!"

Street Fighter, a popular game in Beijing that has been handed down from Japan, is most attractive to teenage boys.Qi Liang skillfully pulled the lever, commanding Xiao Yi to press the fire button: "Press it, you should press it!... Hit it!!!"

Xiao Yi has never played this before, his hands and feet are in a hurry, his fingers are fidgeting, his fingers are always half a beat slower than his companions, and he is so soft-hearted when playing games that he can't bear to destroy the enemy in front of him!Qi Liang's ten fingers are slender, and his fingers are taking care of all sides on the control panel, "Xiao Xiao Xiao Xiao Yi, don't get in my way, Xiao Xiao Xiao Xiao get out of the way, get out of the way quickly! I'm under you, you put me under me, fuck me!" Help, ah, fire, fire, fire!!!..."

Teacher Xiao was fainted by the command, and was beaten by the enemy on the screen, and laughed off the screen, laughing and chattering so hard that he was out of breath, and was rarely happy.

Qi Liang roared in grief and indignation: "I'm relying on you so slow!! My blood has been wiped out, Mr. Xiao and we both died together!!!"

Many people in the game hall smoked, Xiao Yi probably couldn't stand the pungent smell, so he frowned, his eyes were reddened by the smell of fireworks.

The two played in the game hall until late at night. It was almost twelve o'clock, and the clock was about to strike zero outside.

Both of them seemed to try their best to avoid looking at the wall clock on the wall, the hands beating the beginning of the new year inch by inch.

Qi Liang lowered his eyes and said to himself: "Mr. Xiao, tell me, you lived alone in the old year, will you still be lonely in the next year?"

Xiao Yi stood up and nodded to Qi Liangliang: "Student Qi Liang, I'm going home now, you and I can sit at home together, okay?"

Qi Liang froze, staring at Teacher Xiao.

Xiao Yi said: "I don't mean to be embarrassed, please don't get me wrong. I also live alone, and I celebrate the New Year alone."

Qi Liang looked away and didn't speak.

In the past, when someone surnamed Xiao asked him to "talk" to the office, he firmly despised him!

Xiao Yi helped him clean up the mess left by the drink box and bread paper on the table: "It's cold, eating these is not good for your appetite, I'll cook a pot of noodles when I go home, do you want to eat?"

Qi Liang bit his lip, stood up without saying a word for a long while, and picked up the cotton coat.

It was cold, and he really wanted to eat a pot of hot noodle soup.

Before he could leave the gate of the game hall, he stopped abruptly.

Xiao Yi's eyes suddenly lost, he stood there in a daze, and said embarrassingly: "It's really nothing, if you feel bad, then..."

Qi Liang frowned, with pain on his face: "Wait, I, I, I need to go to the bathroom first! I haven't been to the bathroom for three hours, and it hurts to pee!"

Xiao Yi: "...Ah? Hurry up, don't hold back!"

Qi Liang hurried to the bathroom, turned his head and shouted: "Wait for me! Don't leave yet!"

……

The two walked out of the game hall to take the bus. It was windy at night, Qi Liang shrank his head into the cotton monkey hat, the curtain of his hair was blown up by the wind, and his eyes were squinted from the cold.

Xiao Yi took off the scarf and wrapped Qi Liang's head and neck tightly, and turned up the collar of his coat to keep out the wind and cold.The two walked two feet apart, but because of the cold and windy winter night, it was so cold that they lost their aloofness and restraint. As they walked, they gradually moved closer subconsciously, walking arm to arm, borrowing each other's warmth to keep out the cold.

Ten miles away, at Meng's house, the Spring Festival Gala is gradually reaching its climax.This year's CCTV Spring Festival Gala invited celebrities from Hong Kong and Taiwan to help out. Once it was broadcast, thousands of households caused commotion in front of their TVs.Fei Xiang, who has exquisite short curly hair and handsome clothes, speaks Mandarin with a mixed-race accent, steps coquettishly on stage, and twists his hips wildly!

Several cameras from different camera positions were dizzy by Fei Xiang's buttocks, the cameraman must have shaken his hands!The director hurriedly switched behind, and the director whispered instructions in the headset, "Show his big head, you can't shoot his lower body twist!..."

Fei Xiang cast water-blue winking eyes at the audience, with a watery face, a handsome face, and two attractive long legs, and sang "You are a fire in that winter—"

Meng Xiaobei half opened his mouth, staring blankly.His godfather pinched him below: "You look stupid?!"

Grandma Meng frowned and didn't like it: "This is so twisted, this young man is not 'serious' at all! I would rather go back and listen to the Huangmei Opera, a Yueju opera just now."

Meng Xiaobei said in a low voice: "This butt...is twisted...too, sloppy..."

Later I heard that Fei Xiang sang a song in the Spring Festival Gala and then sang a tragic fire in Daxing'an Mountains. This is a later story.However, at that time, Fei Xiang really sang both Xiaobei and Shaotang so that his whole body was smoldering from every pore and bone seam!

The backs of their hands touched each other, and their fingernails touched lightly, causing static electricity and sparks to be fired.

After listening to the song, Shaotang excused himself to go to the bathroom, and Meng Xiaobei went in after him.Shaotang turned around, hugged Xiao Bei tightly, and put his toes against the door.

Shaotang squeezed the soft flesh of Xiaobei's vitals, and teased in a low voice: "Wait one, and show me you too..."

Meng Xiaobei leaped onto the opponent and asked Shaotang to hug him, arching his crotch and using that place to arch Shaotang's lower abdomen: "I'll show you the waves!..."

A mighty group of people poured into the screen and the camera began to sing folk songs. Fireworks burst out of the window, and the "Sky Monkey" cast a colorful light and shadow on the small window of the toilet... Shaotang and Xiaobei hugged each other without making a sound, Hands reached into each other's sweaters and stroked vigorously, head to head, and said "Happy New Year, big baby" to each other.

……

Qi Liang followed Mr. Xiao to this man's house.The two of them watched the neighbor's children put flowers downstairs for a while.Qi Liang locked his neck, took a bouquet of diamond monkeys and sprayed them into the sky, gorgeous fireworks fell from the eyes of the two of them like raindrops.

Teacher Xiao is young and unmarried, but with enough academic titles and qualifications, the school allocated a one-bedroom, one-living room house, and the conditions are quite good.Qi Liang entered the room and looked at Xiao Yi's house.It is an ordinary red brick residential building, but the kitchen windows are bright and clean, there is no smell of oily smoke from the stove, the dining table in the living room is clean, and the tea set is exquisite.There are a few plain-colored ink paintings of flowers and birds hanging on the wall, which seem to be painted by Mr. Xiao himself and carefully framed.

Just as Qi Liang was about to take a step, Xiao Yi coughed before his feet touched the ground: "Please change your slippers."

Qi Liang looked down and muttered, "...I never change my shoes at home."

Xiao Yi took a pair of clean velvet slippers from the shoe rack, squatted down, and handed the shoes to Qi Liang. "Okay..." Qi Liang couldn't resist the other party, so he had to change, "Don't think my socks are smelly."

Xiao Yi squatted beside him and wrinkled his nose: "I haven't washed my socks for two days."

Qi Liang: "I..."

That night Xiao Yi cooked a stomach-warming supper, a pot of hot noodle soup.

The two ate noodles at the table, Xiao Yi said: "Our Hangzhou specialty snack, this one is called Pianerchuan, it contains pickled vegetables and winter bamboo shoots, and lean pork shreds, I'm afraid you don't eat fatty meat, I don't use fat."

"Pianerchuan? It's delicious!" Qi Liang's stomach was cold, and he suddenly swallowed a bowl of hot noodle soup, his skin was itchy from the inside out, and the heat slowly flowed to his fingertips.He ate the second bowl and licked the bottom of the bowl clean: "Hey...who are you, aren't you from the north?"

Xiao Yi explained: "My parents' hometown is in Hangzhou, and I studied in Beijing."

Qi Liang chewed the noodles and glanced at the other party: "Oh, don't you go back to your hometown during the Chinese New Year holiday?"

Xiao Yi was silent for a moment: "What about you?... You still have grandparents and grandparents in Beijing, right? Why don't you live with them?"

Qi Liang shrugged and said with a blank expression: "My grandma is long gone. I have never seen her. My grandpa has always lived in the suburbs. My grandma often asks me to go to her place, but I don't want to go."

Xiao Yi: "Why?"

Qi Liang frowned, and said disgustedly: "My grandma lives in a run-down one-story house in a small alley in Jiaodaokou. There is no toilet in the one-story house. In the cold weather, I have to go to the public toilet on the street outside! Can you imagine how stinky the public toilet in our old Beijing Hutong is?" Well, you must have never been there before, it’s simply unbearable if you can smoke me and fall into the pit!"

Xiao Yi wrinkled his nose and suppressed a smile: "I understand... hurry up and eat noodles!"

Qi Liang frowned again after eating, clutching his belly.

Xiao Yi hurriedly asked: "What's the matter with you, you haven't eaten badly, have you?"

Qi Liang pursed his mouth and waved his hands: "No, no, I still can't urinate, my bladder is going to explode!"

Xiao Yi: "...Huh?"

"Then, would you like me to accompany you to the hospital?"

Qi Liang stood by the toilet for a while, then pulled down the toilet seat, took off his pants and sat down, took a breath, and said, "Standing is so tiring, I'd better sit!"

Xiao Yi kept pawing at the crack of the door nervously and asked: "Have you solved it yet?...Can you do this?"

Qi Liang came out after squatting for 10 minutes, and pulled up his pants. There was no serious problem, but his living habits were bad. He played games and held back his urine for a long time, and men were prone to frequent urination and painful urination.

Teacher Xiao went in again to tidy up, wiped it clean, and pressed the flush switch.

Qi Liang rubbed his belly in the living room, snorted twice, then stretched his neck and silently glanced at Xiao Yi's back...