Master is not to be provoked

Ke Muai was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the fight with Ke Lingxiao that day: "Do you remember that? Don't worry, my dad is a stinky shit among those relatives, no one cares about him, and he is a bastard Don't hesitate to file a complaint, it will have counterproductive effects, and besides, on a day like tomorrow, my grandfather and uncle will not take the initiative to bring up such things."

Jing Yunsong is still a little worried. He knows that he is an outsider. Although Ke Muai has been defending him, after all, they belong to the old Ke's family. After closing the door, they belong to his own family. He married four families with his mother, and he has always had a family. It's a feeling of being dependent on others, the only goal is to study hard, to be able to stand on one's own feet in the future, and escape from this repeated fate, but Ke Yongli doesn't let him go to school. Although it's only for one day, it also makes him feel that his future is cut off. I'm so helpless, that's why I'm so sad that I want to cry, and now I'm worried about tomorrow, so even if I eat delicious egg pancakes, I'm still depressed.

In the evening, Jing Yunsong sat on a small bench and did his homework on the edge of the Kang, while Ke Muai mended the cloth bag for mushrooms.

He seemed to be very happy, humming a song while threading needles: "How many past events have I had, as if it was just yesterday. How many friends have I had, as if they are still by my side..." It is the opening song of longing, and a good person will live a safe life.

Jing Yunsong looked up at him several times: "Why are you so happy that you even sang."

"I used to have a deep heart, meeting is bitter or sweet, yes..." Ke Muai replied, and continued to sing, "Now I raise my glass to wish good people a safe life. This song is good, hehe." He tied the thread. He bit it off, then ran over and touched Jing Yunsong's face, "You said that when we meet again, is it bitter or sweet? Sigh, after all, we want good people to have a safe life."

Jing Yunsong raised his head to look at him, he couldn't hear the meaning of Ke Muai's words, he just felt that Ke Muai's eyes were big and bright, with thick and long eye hair, and the cool little hand touching his cheek was very pleasant. People are intoxicated.

Waking up in the morning, Ke Muai reheated the leftover omelette from last night in a pan, and boiled two more salted eggs. The chewy and sweet omelet was paired with oily salted eggs. He ate until he was full, and then he and Jing Yunsong Let's go to Ke's old home together.

It was nearly ten o'clock when they arrived, and the three aunts' homes had already arrived.

Several children were playing glass balls in the yard. Seeing him coming, Guo Zhendong shouted happily: "Mumu! Why are you here? I'm going to find you." After speaking, he looked at Jing Yunsong again, "who is he?"

"He's the little tail." Ke Lingxiao pinched the glass ball behind and said lazily, "Didn't I tell you? My second uncle married the new second aunt, and he is the little tail brought by the new second aunt After speaking, he made faces at Ke Muai and Jing Yunsong, "You two are both little tails, the second aunt is a broken shoe, you are the tail of a broken shoe, and the new second aunt is a vixen, you are the tail of a fox!"

"Who are you scolding!" Jing Yunsong blushed with anger, and was about to rush over to beat someone up.

Ke Muai grabbed him and said, "Let me introduce you, this is the cousin of my second aunt's family. His name is Guo Zhendong. You can call him Brother Dong, or you can just call him Dongdong. This is a little girl brought by my stepmother." Brother, his name is Jing Yunsong, you can call him Songsong."

Guo Zhendong stretched out his hand, Jing Yunsong hesitated a little, but reached out to shake it with him.

Ke Mugai introduced Jing Yunsong to Zhao Muguo and Wang Senlin again, and Zhao Muguo dragged Ke Mugai into the house: "Mumu, I brought you something!" He took out a box of watercolor pens from the cabinet in the back room, and handed them to Wang Senlin with both hands. Ke Muai, "For you."

At that time, when rural children went to school and took art classes, they all used crayons. When coloring, they rubbed the wax oil on the paper, resulting in uneven coloring, blurred picture quality, and ugly. The colored potion is evenly colored, and the painting looks very delicate, but a box of ordinary watercolor pens can buy more than a dozen boxes of crayons, and only rich people can afford it.

Ke Muai took out two watercolor pens and drew them on the box a few times. The water came out smoothly, and the potion in the refill at the back was also full of potion, so it was sure to be new. Then she received Zhao Muguo's kindness in her heart and started to paint again. Pretending: "Since it was given to me by Guoguo, I will accept it, thank you."

Seeing him accepting the gift, Zhao Muguo was very happy: "I should thank you. If it wasn't for you last time, I would have died in the mountains. Not only did you have it, but I also gave Linlin a diary and gave it to Dongdong. I gave you a pen."

"Mumu, I also have a gift for you." Guo Zhendong also found a small red leather book from the cabinet, "Stamp album, there is a set of residential stamps I collected."

Ke Muai did not expect to accept gifts from the two of them. After he opened the stamp album, there were indeed a lot of stamps in it. He counted them, and there were 21 stamps in total. After a casual glance, there were residential houses in Inner Mongolia, Beijing, and Yunnan. , He has never collected stamps, and he has not done much research on this. The paintings of those houses are ugly, like abstract paintings, but the face value of 21 pieces adds up to a lot of money, and it can be seen that Guo Zhendong is really hardworking up.

"I also have a gift for Mu Mu!" Wang Senlin came in from the outhouse with a small bowl of freshly fried mutton balls, "Taste it quickly, the freshly baked meatballs are delicious, let Mu Mu get them first .”

Ke Muai took one first, and everyone else stretched out their hands, but Jing Yunsong didn't move, and Ke Muai took one for him.

While eating, the car whistle sounded outside, and Ke Yongsheng's Santana could be seen through the window slowly entering the courtyard.

Ke Guoguang opened the door and trotted out to greet him: "My eldest grandson is here!" The others waited, except Ke Yonglan's family, all came out to the gate to greet him.

Ke Yongsheng was still dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with gold-rimmed glasses and a briefcase under his arm. He met the big guys first and asked, "Is the second brother-in-law here?"

Zhang Huiyan and Ke Xunting got out of the car on the other side, opened the trunk to get things, a box of Laolongkou Baijiu, a box of Snow Beer, two pots of soybean oil, a large bag of pork, a large bag of fruit, and several other boxes that I couldn’t see for a while. What is it?

Ke Xunting is 15 years old this year. He is tall and slender, with a stern expression. He is wearing a very fashionable woolen coat. When he got out of the car, Ke Guoguang grabbed him and greeted him. elder brother.

Everyone came over to help carry things, and then surrounded the family of three and walked into the yard.

Feeling embarrassed, Jing Yunsong shook Ke Muai's hand: "Xiao Ai?"

Ke Muai looked at him and said, "It's nothing, we're here today for a special occasion, we'll eat when we're at the table, and we'll leave after eating."