Jiaojiu Nuanyang

When Chen Jingdong stepped into the house, the wall clock on the living room wall had just rang six times.

There is a strong aroma of braised pork in the room. If you smell it carefully, there is also the unique fragrance of hairy crabs.

The outside of the window has been stained gray with mist, and the sky will never be black.It is the golden autumn season, no better than this time in summer, the sky is still bright at six o'clock.

"Dongzi is back?" Chen's mother called out from the kitchen: "We are ready to serve dinner."

"Uncle!" The little boy's voice sounded like fried beans.

"Where's your father in the moon?" Chen Jingdong was bending over to change his shoes, and the moment he raised his eyes, Tao Boy stopped the time and clicked the plastic toy gun in his hand, the red light flashed, and the realistic sound effect hit his face.

Almost as a subconscious reaction, Chen Jingdong moved aside, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead instantly.

Chen Qiyue laughed loudly, and turned her head to wink at the grandma who came out with the dishes: "Uncle was beaten to death by me."

"Don't mess around." Chen Jingxi came out of the study, put the mobile phone in his trouser pocket, and slapped his son: "Go ask your mother to come out for dinner."

After a few seconds, Chen Jingdong smiled dumbly and shook his head: "This kid."

Five people gathered around a table, and the child Yue Yue had a sweet mouth, holding a cup of coconut milk to respect Chen's mother: "Happy birthday to grandma, longevity is better than Nanshan!"

"Okay, my eldest grandson is the best at talking." Mother Chen smiled from ear to ear, and took a sip of red wine.

Chen Jingxi and his wife held up the cups together, and congratulated their mother on her birthday.

When it was Chen Jingdong's turn, as expected, he nagged about marriage for the [-]th time.

Chen Jingdong's sister-in-law, Lin Qian, works in human resources for a Fortune [-] company, and she followed suit with a smile: "If Jingdong is willing to find this condition, our family's threshold will be broken."

Chen Jingdong was bored, and he was not good at dealing with women, so he could only smile perfunctorily, took a sip of white wine from his glass, and had nothing to say: "Mom, I saw a half-grown boy in the courtyard of the community just now. He's short-sleeved, and he doesn't go home either. Looking at his face, who's child is it?"

Chen's mother is comparable to the community director in the community, and there is no one she doesn't know: "Which child? How old is it?"

Chen Jingdong thought for a while: "Look at the age of twelve or thirteen. He is not tall and thin, and looks smart. He is wearing a blue short-sleeved T-shirt and gray sweatpants."

Mother Chen thought about it, sighed and shook her head: "Xiaokun, the grandson of the old Fang's family."

"Fang's family?" Chen Jingdong put down his chopsticks, took a hairy crab and opened it, talking slowly while eating: "Didn't Fang Wei step in and settle down in City R a few years ago? Are you back?"

"Fang Wei didn't come back." Mother Chen was so loving that she couldn't close the chatterbox once she opened it: "But he sent his son back. You said that the old couple of Fang's family were sent to a nursing home by Fang Li last year, who cares about him?" Such a half-grown child? Fang Li’s own daughter is too busy, and this nephew is like a free-range one. He thinks of grabbing rice to feed him, but he is hungry when he doesn’t. It’s cold and he doesn’t remember to buy seasonal ones. Clothes, oh, what a crime."

Alarm bells rang in Chen Jingdong's heart.Sure enough, his mother quickly brought the topic to him: "I remember you chased after Fang Li back then, right? Fang Li's daughter is almost one year old, so why don't you find me a partner first?"

"That's when Chen Zhima rotten millet." Chen Jingxi pushed the gold-rimmed glasses and smiled gloatingly: "Who hasn't done something stupid and ignorant? Let me tell you, it's fortunate that Jingdong didn't tell Fang Li good."

After dinner, the two brothers stood on the balcony and smoked with the window open.

Chen Jingxi works in a bank. The past few years have been smooth, and he has already taken the position of vice president of the branch. It is said that he will be transferred to the head office after the Chinese New Year.

"Can't you take some time to visit Dad?" Chen Jingdong smoked differently from his brother, he pinched his thumb and index finger, smoked in one gulp, and half of it was gone.

"What are you looking at him for?" Chen Jingxi sneered, holding a cigarette between his index finger and middle finger, calmly: "He has a good life, and I don't ask him to be promoted."

Seeing the embarrassment on his negligent younger brother's face, Chen Jingxi patted him on the shoulder: "I didn't mention you, do you deserve this expression?"

"His health has not been as good as before in the past two years." Jingdong turned around to look for an ashtray, but he couldn't find it, so he simply squeezed it out with his calloused fingers and threw it into the trash can.

"It's rare to come back, let's talk about something happy." Jingxi looked back, and put his hand on his younger brother who was taller than himself: "You tell me the truth, it's been almost a year since you came back, and you haven't touched him." Someone you can see?"

"Brother, I really don't have one." Chen Jingdong almost wanted to take his heart out: "There are a lot of things going to and from get off work every day. Besides, I'm only 26. Isn't everyone marrying early and having children like you?"

"You boy!" Chen Jingxi made a gesture to cut him, and put his arms around his shoulders affectionately: "Your brother, I am 30 years old this year, and my son is five years old. How can I get married early and have children early? I am normal, you are not normal, understand?" Paused The man added another sentence: "Your sister-in-law wanted to introduce you, but she was afraid that you would be embarrassed. What do you think, Jingdong?"

"Brother, thank my sister-in-law for me. I don't have the heart to think about it now. In a few years." Chen Jingdong rubbed his brows: "With you and the moon here, I feel much less pressure."

It was almost nine o'clock when Chen Jingdong left.

The online car-hailing car had already arrived at the gate of the community, Chen Jingdong hung up the phone and quickened his pace.

When passing by the fitness equipment in the community square, Chen Jingdong looked at a child sitting alone on the parallel bars.Slightly stooped, with one foot on the bar and the other hanging casually.

The night is too dark, and there are no street lights there, only the bright display screen of the express cabinet, which outlines the thin figure of the child from a certain distance.

It's the child from the Fang family that Chen's mother said.

Chen Jingdong took another look, exhaled silently, and walked towards the gate of the community without stopping.

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"Jingdong," Chu Rong took a few steps to catch up, and walked side by side to the cafeteria: "Why don't you go to get off work at night?"

"It's nothing." Chen Jingdong replied, "Go home."

"Don't tell me," Chu Rong said with an exaggerated expression: "You are a good single young man, how can you go home after work like those depressed old men? Come on, my buddy will take you to eat delicious food. North of the city There is a fish and frog pot over there, and the cobblestones under it are very tender. Oh, hey, my saliva is about to come down."

Chen Jingdong made him laugh, and nodded: "Okay."

"Hey," Chu Rong bumped him with an elbow: "This time, your natal army has won the first place in this joint combat exercise."

"Really?" Chen Jingdong smiled, not very enthusiastically: "I didn't pay attention."

"I said brother," Chu Rong said in amazement, "Isn't it? After all, you are also from Feiying..."

"Not anymore." Chen Jingdong interrupted him, a little reckless but undoubted: "Now I am a small assistant in our logistics department, not to mention the past."

"Okay." Chu Rong has been an agency soldier since he joined the army. He didn't quite understand the mentality of Chen Jingdong, a field soldier who turned into a special soldier and then returned to an agency soldier. He stretched out his hand and pushed open the glass door of the cafeteria: "I smell fried hairtail It smells."

Chen Jingdong took a step back, and bent his fingers hanging by his side.The autumn wind blew, bringing a burst of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance, and lifted the corner of his green military uniform.

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The car drove halfway, and it was not surprising that it was blocked.

"Fuck," Chu Rong knocked on the steering wheel irritably: "As soon as the paralysis reaches this point, it will be blocked, and there is no place in the north and south of the city to relax."

Sitting in the co-pilot was another comrade-in-arms Wang Yue: "Chu Shuaishuai, the road you chose is notoriously difficult to walk in City A. Here, there is an elementary school over there, and behind the elementary school is the government kindergarten, diagonally opposite Jiao is Eighteenth Middle School. Huh? Someone is fighting? Dongzi, can you take a look?"

Sitting in the back row, Chen Jingdong leaned forward, squinting his eyes and looking out through the front door.

It's not far away, tens of meters, but it's so densely packed with cars, pedestrians, battery cars, and bicycles that it's hard to see clearly.

"Eighteen High School is trash." Chu Rong spoke bluntly: "Except for the primary school for migrant workers' children, who else can it compare to? I heard that there is chaos in it, junior high school students have abortions, gang fights to death, what? There are moths."

"Hey, fuck!" Wang Yue straightened his back: "Three strikes one, do you want to have a bad face! Now this kid."

At the place of the fight, a corner of the iron barrel that was originally surrounded by water was broken, and a thin figure was pushed out, fell to the ground and crawled several times without getting up.

Wang Yue is the best person to be nosy, he stretched out his hand to pull the car door angrily, rolled up his arms and sleeves: "Today, I will educate their parents, how can you be a good person!"

Chu Rong missed it, tilted his head and told Chen Jingdong: "Dongzi follow and watch, don't let Wang Yue hit other people's children without being serious or serious. Now the paparazzi of the whole people will expose it on the Internet later. Human flesh or something, even if you don’t eat mutton, you’re making a fuss.”

When Chen Jingdong rushed over, Wang Yue had already stood directly opposite the three young men who refused to let go.

With just a glance, Chen Jingdong bent down and reached out to the child on the ground: "Can you stand up?"

As soon as the child looked up, both of them were stunned.

Chen Jingdong was in a daze for a few seconds, and his heartbeat lost balance.

The face in front of him was unknown, but there was a mole slightly to the right between his eyebrows.so similar!

The boy grabbed his hand, gritted his teeth and stood up, wondering if it hurt, his little face was flushed.

"It's all right, get out, let me see you don't learn to fight well, I'll call 110 and send you all to the police station." Wang Yue threatened them.

"The police can't arrest people casually," one of the teenagers whose eyes were beaten blue retorted unconvinced: "Besides, this kid was the first to do it. If you want to arrest him, arrest him!"

"Yes, we are in self-defense." The other two echoed in unison.

"It's not right to bully the small with the big, and it's wrong to fight three times against one." Wang Yue looked around, and there were more and more people, frowning and waving his hands: "Hurry up and go home, if the traffic is blocked, I can always clean you up, right?"

Wu Yanqing pointed viciously at the little man on the opposite side: "Fang, you wait for me!"

The child spat blood on the ground contemptuously, provocatively: "Next time we meet again, your eye will be blacked out, and you will have a panda eye."

The crowd dispersed quickly, and the blocked cars showed signs of moving.

"What's wrong with Dongzi?" Chu Rong asked Wang Yue: "Did you lose your mind? Is there a beautiful girl watching the fun?"

"Nope," Wang Yue reached out to unscrew the stereo, and lowered his head to select a song: "Dongzi helped the beaten kid up. Listen to this."

The familiar prelude sounded in the carriage, it was Beyond's "Glory Days".

Chen Jingdong leaned back on the chair, turned his head and looked out the window.

The sycamore trees on the side of the road began to shed their leaves, carrying a chilling bleakness.

Brother Dong, look at you, you are stupid, you can sew the buttons crookedly.I think you are the stupid lady of the landlord’s house mentioned in the story, who sewed herself into the quilt, hahaha...

Chen Jingdong blinked.How can there be a young man with a dimple on his right face when he smiles?Gao You died and never came back.

The pain in his heart was severe, Chen Jingdong clenched his fists tightly, trying to suppress the tumbling emotions.

Wang Yue crossed his legs and hummed: "Today there is only a remnant body, facing the glorious years, holding on to freedom in the wind and rain..."

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