Strong alliance

Xiao Xi didn't know where the home An Yu was talking about was, anyway, he was speeding all the way in this small broken land, going deeper and deeper, and finally there were no suffocating street lights at all. Only the light of the motorcycle could barely see the road, and the concrete The road has long since degenerated into a dirt road...

He used to think that the school's back street had a sense of age, but now that he came to An Yu's hometown, he realized what it meant to be truly age-appropriate.

It can be automatically brought into the primitive society!

After entering the land section, for the sake of safety, An Yu's speed obviously slowed down, but Xiao Xi did not relax his posture, but hugged him a little tighter.

After a while, he was greedy for a little while. "It's almost there." An Yu glanced at the hands on his waist and reminded him that he was actually telling himself that the intimacy he had found by taking the opportunity was coming to an end soon, and he didn't know when the next time would be.

Hearing the sound, Xiao Xi looked up, and there were dots of lights not far away. These lights were backed by a mountain, and there was a bright light on the top of the mountain. This place should be a small backward village.

In front of a courtyard, An Yu stopped the car and said, "Get out of the car."

"Here?" Xiao Xi looked at the dilapidated small one-story house in front of him, and the young master had an incredible feeling that there were still people living in this kind of brick house these days.

"Yeah." An Yu took off the helmet on his head, walked into the house, and shouted: "Grandma, I'm back."

grandmother?

Not long after, an old lady with gray hair and wrinkled face came out. Although her apricot eyes were old, she must have been beautiful when she was young.

Mrs. An's body looked healthy, she walked to An Yu and smiled, as if she was about to say something, but she saw Xiao Xi making a sign: "This child is..."

"I mentioned it to you last night." An Yu supported the old man and added: "He is very nice."

Mrs. An nodded again and again: "I remember, I remember, my name is Xiaoxi, right? The children in the new family are very enthusiastic."

"En." An Yu responded.

Xiao Xi touched his arm, and asked in a low voice: "Who is the tiger?"

"What do you say?"

"It's not me anyway."

"That's stupid."

"……roll!"

Granny An watched the two young men bickering without interrupting, and listened with relish. She looked at Xiao Xi curiously, but it was not offensive, her eyes were full of kindness.

After a while, she said: "Not bad, not bad, much more upright than Zhang Feiyang's little skinny monkey!"

That little skinny monkey Zhang Feiyang?

That body shape is almost called a pig... how thin is it!

"Grandma, let's go into the house." An Yu helped the old man to walk into the house, then motioned for Xiao Xi to follow, and explained casually: "Zhang Feiyang was very thin when he was young."

Xiao Xi tried to imagine, and made a comparison between the monkey and the pig in his mind, and trembled fiercely: "He is so fat now, he probably doesn't know how to take hormones."

"Who knows." An Yu helped the old man to sit on the sofa and asked, "Grandma, have you eaten yet?"

Mrs. An shook her head: "I want to wait for you to come back to eat with Xiaocheng, hey, by the way, where is your brother, why didn't he come back?"

"Going back to the city." An Yu said, "When we came out of the cemetery, my sister-in-law called him and said that the child was sick, so she rushed back."

"That's it." A trace of loneliness flashed across Old Madam An's eyes, but when she caught a glimpse of Xiao Xi who was a little cramped after entering the house, she became happy again: "But it doesn't matter, you brought another little boy here, which can be regarded as lively. "

"En." An Yu responded, knowing that the old man likes to be lively, he said along the way: "Then let this good-looking man accompany you, and I'll cook."

Xiao Xi chased him out, a little panicked, and lowered his voice: "I'll go to the kitchen with you, stay with grandma, I'm afraid that if I say the wrong thing, I will hurt the old man!"

The older generation on Xiaoxi's side went there early, and he hadn't seen him since he was a child, so he was not very good at getting along with the old people, and he was very afraid of encountering things they taboo.

An Yu: "Can you cook?"

"No." Xiao Xi had a bitter face, but he was a little bit unconvinced: "Then you will! Aren't you afraid that it will be a send-off?"

"Better than you." An Yu pushed people back, and what he said made people feel soft: "The old man is easy to get along with, don't let her be too lonely."

Xiao Xi had half of one foot in the living room, and he felt a little awkward getting along with strangers, he didn't know where to put his eyes.

Xiao Xi looked around in a panic. The display of this living room is very simple, wooden coffee table, gray old sofa, a 90s TV, and a pendulum clock standing in the corner, which always gives people a sense of time travel.

Finally, he fixed his eyes on the photo on the TV cabinet. It was a family portrait. There were six people, including Chen Fanglan.

Among them were two men Xiao Xi didn't know, presumably they were An Yu's father and grandfather...

And the little boy who was held in Chen Fanglan's arms kept his face hard, his arms tightly wrapped around the woman's neck, and he put on a posture of "I am the uncle, if you provoke me, I will beat you".

An Yu in the photo is about five or six years old, with a chubby face, but his appearance is already quite outstanding, especially those light brown eyes, which reveal a cold and indifferent look since he was a child.

Seeing that Xiao Xi was in a daze, Mrs. An stood up and picked up the photo, and rubbed the frame twice with her fingers: "This photo is quite old, Xiao Yu will be like a little adult, mature and sensible than other children , still bored."

"Ah!" Xiao Xi came back to his senses, feeling that it was impolite for him to look at other people's family portraits so directly, he smiled awkwardly: "It can be seen that when I was this old, my mother always It means that I will be silly."

"Your child's living environment is different from that of Xiao Yu's." Mrs. An commented: "The eyes are extremely clean, and the person must be extremely clean."

Xiao Xi has never understood the way old people look at people. He can tell what a person is like just by looking at his eyes. He stared at An Yu's eyes so many times, but he didn't see through the person.

Granny An put down the photos, as if she had found something to talk about, she bent over and took out a stack of photos from the TV cabinet. Xiao Xi also noticed that there was an old-fashioned film camera in the cabinet.

The old man sat on the sofa and waved to Xiao Xi: "Come and look at the photos with me. The days in the early years were boring, but the whole family is here, which makes people feel very satisfied."

Xiao Xi was not very good at rejecting the old man, so he whispered "Okay." Then he looked at the photos with her.

It seems that people have this habit when they get older. They like to look at photos to get nostalgic, even if these photos have faded and are a little wrinkled... I think the old people often look at photos.

The photos flashed by one by one, there were many faces Xiao Xi was not familiar with, but there were An Yu of all ages in them, Xiao Xi found that as the age grew, the expression on An Yu's face became more and more fixed.

With a slumped face, a smile seemed to kill him!

Every time she turned to An Yu's photo, the old lady An said a few words from time to time, telling Xiao Xi how old An Yu was when this photo was taken, and then rubbed it twice to turn to the next one.

It is not a good way to remember the age in photos, but when An Yu was 12 years old, the photos about him suddenly disappeared, and even Chen Fanglan's photos disappeared, and the protagonist became An Cheng.

After that, Ancheng's also disappeared, and the concept of portrait was gradually withdrawn from the photos, and the landscape became the main color. Turning to the last photo, the portrait finally appeared again.

Xiao Xi is very familiar with this photo, it is An Yu's WeChat profile picture - the background of the photo is a blue lake, the sunrise leaves a skylight on it, and the people are bathed in the sunshine together, looking very gentle.

Mrs. An gently stroked the photo with her rough fingers. The skin at the corners of her eyes was a little loose, showing her old appearance.

After looking at it for a while, she raised her hand and touched the corner of her eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "This photo was mailed to me by Zhang Feiyang, the little skinny monkey, who said that he took off Xiao Yu's WeChat profile picture. I don’t know what WeChat is, but I can recognize the person in the photo as Xiaoyu. He has grown a lot taller, and looks more like an adult.”

Xiao Xi was in a strange mood, he could hear the deep yearning from the old man's mouth... It seemed like he hadn't seen An Yu for a long time.

This is indeed the case. The old man put away the photos and flipped through them again: "Since Xiaoyu left here at the age of 12, I have never seen him again. I really didn't expect that I would have a chance to see him again at my age." Look at him, it's our An family who's sorry for his wife, he deserves it!"

Xiao Xi's heart skipped a beat, remembering what An Yu said when he was drunk that night, and asked, "Is he and his mother doing well?"

"How could it be good! I wish I could beat my son to death, he is not a thing like his father, how dare you!" Mrs. An poked at An Yu's father's photo vigorously and said, "My son, get out of here! , the first half of that girl Chen's life was ruined by him."

The old man's tone was very complicated, with a deep sense of guilt mixed with his hatred of iron and steel... yes, it was guilt.

Xiao Xi thought of An Cheng again... He and An Yu are half brothers, so what about his mother?

Xiao Xi turned his head and glanced at Old Madam An. The old man's eyes were covered with tears, and his vision was a little out of focus.

Mrs. An took out a piece of paper, wiped her face, and couldn't help but continued: "You know, we are a small place with no future for development. So, in the early years, young people here liked to go out to work. Leave your wife and children at home, and my son followed suit, leaving Xiaocheng and his mother at home as widows."

"As soon as this bastard left, he didn't come back for several years. After a long time, the relationship between him and Xiaocheng's mother faded. After divorce, Xiaocheng was sentenced to our family when he was six years old." Mrs. An said: "Later, Xiaocheng was ten years old. That year, this bastard came back with Xiao Chen and Xiao Yu, who was born a few months ago, and said that he had received the certificate for more than a year, and came back to hold a banquet."

"Xiao Chen's girl is a good daughter at first glance. She looks fresh and has no bad intentions. I remember it clearly. Xiao Chen was dumbfounded when she saw that child in Ancheng, and she didn't say a word for a long time."

"Tell me, what kind of crap is this? How can you deceive people?" Old lady An rubbed her face: "But Xiao Yu has it all, and she is still growing up day by day. When that girl Xiao Chen heard Xiao Yu Calling Dad tenderly, my heart softens, and I can only find a way to live a good life."

Old Madam An closed her eyes, sank into the sofa, and sniffed: "But this person likes to speculate and make wild guesses. The neighbors say that Xiao Chen destroys other people's feelings, poking her back and gossiping."

"At that time, Ancheng was only ten years old. He didn't have much judgment. He listened to other people's nonsense and made troubles for Xiao Chen. But he treated Xiao Yu fairly well."

"It may be related to Xiao Chen's work. She is very optimistic. In order to give Xiao Yu a complete family, she endured all kinds of troubles. She gets up early every day, runs between the hospital and home, and has to see Xiao Yu every day. It's reassuring."

"At that time, Xiao Chen always told me: life can be lived well, and rumors will be forgotten. But she didn't know that the people in this place were uneducated, and life was boring. I'm living with this bit of tongue."

Mrs. An sighed: "This shit has affected Xiaoyu to some extent. After sending him to the kindergarten, the children in it didn't play with him, and sometimes they took advantage of the teacher's inattention. Talk nonsense in front of you."

"Xiao Yu's character is boring. He never told his family about it. It's just that his temper is getting colder and tougher every day."

"Just like that, Xiao Yu retracted herself into her shell and started not kissing or getting close to anyone. She only smiled when she saw her mother."

The author has something to say:

It's not scheduled until 9 o'clock...

I am split!

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There is also Gong’s family setting, it was like this from the beginning: don’t hit me, put the lid on the pot and run away