spoiling addiction

On New Year’s Eve, Xu Rui’s phone number almost became a hotline. The New Year’s greeting calls came one after another. One side just hung up and the other side rang again. Liang Xiao sat at the table and helped the Xu family make dumplings. Seeing this, he laughed, "I know when It's a teacher's achievement."

There are all teachers here, and Xu Rui has the lowest qualifications. He stuck out his tongue when he heard this, sat down at the table, took the dumpling wrapper from Liang Xiao's hand and started to work, "Why doesn't your phone ring?"

Mother Xu said, "Your dad and I have made an appointment with the students not to disturb us on New Year's Eve."

Liang Xiao took out the phone slowly, Xu Rui looked at it and turned it off.

He slapped his forehead angrily, "No wonder I always turn off my phone when I call you every year. I thought my phone was blown up by everyone, so you did it on purpose!"

Liang Xiao chuckled, and didn't dare to say anything nonsense in front of the elders of the Xu family. He tore a small ball from the big dough and played with it casually.

Three people started to make the dumplings quickly, and after a while, a small square was neatly arranged on the chopping board. Xu's father's dumplings were pinched on the edges and were of medium size, Xu's mother's dumplings had big belly and thin skin, and Xu Rui's dumplings were quite satisfactory. No creativity.

Liang Xiao looked at the dumplings, then turned to look at Xu Rui, his contempt was obvious, Xu Rui had no choice but to point at his father's work, "I'm going to eat it anyway, why do you pinch so many lace?" Pointing to his mother's work, "These little things look cute, but they will be all broken after a while, believe it or not?"

Xu's mother helped her daughter-in-law despise her son, "Stop making sophistry, you're just as talented as you are."

Xu Rui pointed at Liang Xiao, "Don't talk about me first, what are you holding in your hand?"

Liang Xiao let go of his hand, and an impressionist pig's head appeared in his palm, making Xu Rui dizzy.

After making the dumplings, the New Year's Eve dinner was served on the table. Two bottles of home-brewed wine and a few home-cooked dishes prepared by Xu's father made Liang Xiao suddenly feel at home.

Xu's mother raised her glass and said, "This is the first New Year for Xiao and us as a family. Mom and Dad are very happy. The son has grown up and learned to love others. We don't care if he is a boy or a girl. Let's have a good time with our son." Live your life and come back to see our old couple when you have time, come, cheers for the future of the children."

The wine entered his throat, and his nose suddenly became sore. Liang Xiao hurriedly turned his face to the side, desperately widening his eyes to let the tears dry.

He has been away from home for six years, and he has eaten six New Year's Eve dinners alone. In his impression, New Year's Eve has long been simplified to a TV, two bottles of beer, half a pack of cigarettes, full of food and drink, lying on the floor drunk Going to bed, listening to the crackling firecrackers, watching the fireworks blooming in the sky outside the window, those are other people's New Year's, not his.

Seeing his appearance, Xu Rui was moved. He patted his thigh with his left hand under the table and sent him a gentle smile.

Liang Xiao's eyes turned red.

Before you knew it, it was midnight. The host on TV started counting down. Mother Xu was very excited and counted the seconds loudly with the audience. When she shouted out at the last second, deafening firecrackers sounded outside the window, and Xu Rui opened a bucket of fireworks , The finely broken colored paper was sprayed out, and the living room was suddenly colorful.

Xiao Sa ran out of the storage room with fireworks in his mouth, followed by Father Xu who was holding a large bouquet of fireworks, opened the door and laughed loudly, "Sons, go down and set off firecrackers!"

Xu Rui took Liang Xiao's hand, grabbed their coats, and happily ran downstairs with his father.

Just as he was enjoying himself, Xu Rui's cell phone rang again. Holding the firework sticks in both hands, he turned sideways and asked Liang Xiao to take out his cell phone.

"Oh, it's Xiaolong," Liang Xiao answered the phone, turned on the external expansion, and said loudly, "Happy New Year, Student Ge."

Ge Xiaolong laughed loudly, "Teacher Liang, Happy New Year, send my New Year greetings to Brother Rui."

"okay, I get it."

"That..." Ge Xiaolong's voice was a little softer, "Mr. Liang, can you tell me Teacher Pei Pei's mobile phone number? I want to wish him a new year..."

Liang Xiao's expression became a little more serious, and he walked quickly to the stairwell where the noise was slightly quieter, "What kind of feelings do you have for him...?"

Ge Xiaolong paused for a while, and said seriously, "Maybe you won't believe me when I say it, but in my life, I must rely on him."

"Okay," Liang Xiao smiled, "Xiaolong, you are already an adult, I believe in you," as he spoke, he found Pei Fengtong's mobile phone number in the new place from the address book, and sent it to - Ge Xiaolong.

Hanging up the phone and walking back, Xu Rui had already finished setting off the fireworks in his hand. Seeing him coming, he opened his arms far away. Liang Xiao walked over, leaned into his arms, hugged his waist with both hands, looked up and smiled, "Xiaolong is very happy!" Ai Fengtong."

"I love you too."

In a mountain village thousands of miles away, the dilapidated school looked particularly quiet amidst the sound of New Year's firecrackers. In a clean courtyard in the corner, a young, thin man was squatting on the ground with a child, playing with a few thin small firework sticks.

There was a sudden sound of music in the pocket, and when I took it out, I found that it was an unfamiliar foreign number. I was puzzled and picked it up carefully, "Hello?"

There was no speech on the other side, only the sound of crackling firecrackers and heavy breathing in the distance.

The man was a little apprehensive, swallowed his saliva, and asked tentatively, "Who are you?"

After a while, a slightly hoarse young voice rang out from the phone, "...Mr. Pei Pei, Happy New Year..."

Pei Fengtong breathed a sigh of relief, "It turned out to be Xiaolong, thank you, and happy new year."

Ge Xiaolong was lying on the roof of Ge's hometown, with two empty beer cans beside him. The courtyard downstairs was crowded with children of his family, and large-scale salutes were fired from time to time.

Grabbing the phone, he said in a harsh voice, "Teacher Pei Pei, I got 108 in math in the final exam, and the average score for leaving school is only ten points away."

Pei Fengtong smiled easily, "Xiaolong is really good, come on!"

Ge Xiaolong continued, "I plan to retake the small college entrance examination next semester."

When mentioning the small college entrance examination, Pei Fengtong couldn't help laughing, Ge Xiaolong is a well-known [-]D prince in the school, all four elective courses are popular, and the one on the report card is called blood dripping.

"Anyway, you are an art student, and you don't have any requirements for elective courses. Why don't you spend your time on compulsory courses? With your art test scores, you can go to the Academy of Fine Arts without any problem."

"No, Teacher Pei Pei," Ge Xiaolong said calmly, looking at the sky reddened by the lights, "I don't plan to continue studying art."

Pei Fengtong was startled, "Why?" That kid was the most energetic kid in the school, and his performance in the art test drove the others two blocks away. Why did he suddenly stop studying now?

Before Ge Xiaolong could answer, a child below shouted, "Brother Xiaolong, grandma told you to come down and set off the fireworks!"

Covering the microphone and probing, he yelled downstairs, "Play it first!"

Turning back to the phone, she smiled freely, "Because there are more things I want to learn."

Hearing such a mischievous voice, the child with thick eyebrows and smiling eyes seemed to appear in front of his eyes, Pei Fengtong laughed, "You..."

Ge Xiaolong suddenly asked, "Who is by your side now?"

Pei Fengtong glanced at his son who was playing with a few small firework sticks not far away, "It's Su Su."

Ge Xiaolong smiled softly, "Teacher Pei Pei, wait for me to grow up, okay?"

Unexpectedly, he would bring up this topic again, Pei Fengtong said in a shy voice, "Xiaolong, I don't think about these things now."

"Don't be nervous," Ge Xiaolong said softly, "Take good care of yourself. When I grow up, I will take care of you. Teacher Pei Pei, as long as you let me take care of you, even if you don't like me in your life, I will... ...and I'm happy with it."

Looking up at the occasional fireworks in the distant village, Pei Fengtong sighed, "This is so unfair to you."

"I am willing!"

"Ugh……"

"Don't sigh for those who celebrate the new year," Ge Xiaolong forced a smile, "Mr. Pei Pei, promise me that when I grow up, okay?"

When he left far away, Pei Fengtong thought his heart was already dead. He brought his child to this mountain village alone. He thought that the only meaning of life was to raise Su Su into an adult. Unexpectedly, a phone call from Ge Xiaolong made him There was a glimmer of hope again, maybe, he could really try to look forward to the feeling of being loved by someone in the palm of his hand.

Ge Xiaolong mourned, "Wait until I grow up, okay?"

Pei Fengtong smiled, "Okay."

There was a bang downstairs, a huge fireball jumped into the sky, and then exploded, the children's screams of joy resounded in the yard, Ge Xiaolong looked up at the magnificent sky, and smiled foolishly, but tears fell down his cheeks.

After hanging up the phone, the lonely and quiet campus returned to me. The bustle over the phone just now was like a dream. Pei Fengtong stared blankly at the dark house in front of her, feeling a little unbelievable for a moment.

Pei Su couldn't wait any longer, grabbed the small firework stick, ran over, hugged his father's thigh, and shouted, "Let it go... let it go..."

Pei Fengtong suddenly came back to his senses, squatted on the ground with his son, found the lighter, lit the front end, small sparks crackled and exploded, Su Su jumped in surprise, and called out childishly, "Dad, so beautiful... Dad... so amazing..."

Looking at his chubby son, Pei Fengtong always felt that his miserable heart was getting a little sweeter. Now he has a job, a son, and a little dragon. What is he not satisfied with?