Talking tablemates chase after me

The space in Ming Xi's house is not too spacious, the living room is surrounded by piles of sundries, and there is a foldable square table in the middle, on which there are already several home-cooked side dishes.

Ming Xi went to help in the kitchen, Ming Mei was already sitting on grandma's lap, the old man was teasing the child in his arms, Ming Mei let out a few "giggle" laughter from time to time, it sounded very happy.

Ding Jinyu sat on the side a little awkwardly, tugging at the neckline slightly, feeling a little hot.

The last time the family sat together for dinner was when he was six years old. At that time, his grandparents were not in good health, but in order to celebrate his birthday and he would be able to go to elementary school soon, the old man still insisted on making him a The table is delicious.

Ding Yinan was completely different from a gentle brother like Ming Xi, she brought over a very small birthday cake, and the two of them fought over the dinner table; the grandparents smiled and served them food.

At that time, the whole old house was filled with cheerful voices and vivid fireworks, which was completely different from what it is now.

"I can eat it when my dad fills out the fish soup—"

Ding Jinyu raised her head when she heard the voice, and saw Mingxi coming out of the kitchen carrying two dishes, and after putting them on the table, her hands were so hot that she quickly squeezed her earlobes.

"Are you hungry?" Ming Xi raised her hand to hook Gou Mingmei's chin again.

Ming Mei sat in her grandma's arms and kept nodding.

"Open your mouth—" Ming Xi picked up a piece of chicken on the plate with his fingers and sent it to Ming Mei's mouth.

The grandma at the side picked up the chopsticks as if to tap Ming Xi's hand, and said with a smile, "Wash your hands!"

The chopsticks were raised high, then lowered lightly, Ming Xi withdrew her hand and rubbed the place hit by the chopsticks, laughing foolishly.

Sneaking before the dishes are served is almost a compulsory course for every child.

Ding Jinyu remembered that in the past, his grandparents always had a pair of chopsticks that were raised high and then dropped gently, hitting the back of his or Ding Yinan's hands that were stealing food.

Zeng Jin thought he would never see such a scene again.

Ming Xi's house is not very big, and a folded small square table was opened, and it was just right for a family of four to sit on each side, but now with the addition of Ding Jinyu, who is tall and leggy, it is inevitable to be cramped for a while.

Ding Jinyu's long legs couldn't be tucked under the table, and he curled up awkwardly to one side. He saw Mingxi secretly looking at him, and tilted his head to smirk.

He originally thought that this meal would be as embarrassing as his pair of long legs that had nowhere to rest, and he didn't want to enjoy everything during the meal.

Ming's father and grandma were busy adding vegetables to the children's bowls. Ming Mei, such a coquettish little girl, listened to the piano in Ding Jinyu's room every weekend and was cute and quiet. Now she really looks like Ming Xi when she eats. The leather child mentioned earlier, gobbled up the rice, and the rice grains fell from the side of the bowl.

Ming Xi teased her by poking Ming Mei's small face, saying that her chin was leaky, so she bared her teeth and wanted to bite Ming Xi's finger.

Ding Jinyu watched the siblings fight and fight, very much like him and Ding Yinan back then.

At that time, his grandparents would be like Father Ming and Grandma Ming now, pretending to raise their chopsticks to stop the child when he made a fuss, but most of the time they just watched from the sidelines, the wrinkles in the corners of their eyes were full of favors. drown.

It's been ten years since his grandparents left. This isn't the only time he ate around the table with his family in the past ten years, but it was the first time he really felt at home.

Teacher Song told Ming Xi that Ding Jinyu came back from abroad, but this was not entirely true.

When his grandparents died, he was seven years old. He was picked up by Ding Yinan and lived with his aunt Ding Yan. The fiery personality that is not afraid of the ground is somewhat related to this.

But Ding Yan is not a very qualified mother. She is not at home most of the time, and the two children are full and hungry.

At that time, Ding Jinyu was just in the first grade of elementary school, and was often ridiculed as a wild child without parents. Although Ding Yinan couldn't concoct a table of hot dishes and meals, he could always rush out with a baseball bat at this time, making people laugh. The person who bullied his younger brother cried and said he would never dare again.

But Ding Yan remarried two years later, and Ding Yinan was already a drag, and it was impossible to take Ding Jinyu with her.

Since then, he was sent back to the hometown of his grandparents, and was tossed around in the homes of so-called relatives who he could not remember how many people he had never met.

It was only then that he gradually realized that he also had a father. His father was called Ding Cheng, and he was rich abroad. Those relatives who hadn’t been in contact with him for 800 years were almost willing to accept him because of Ding Cheng’s expensive living expenses. , so he would kick him to the next relative's house when it was inconvenient.

This situation continued until the age of 16, when he entered high school, Ding Cheng also became an American citizen, and finally went through the formalities to take him abroad.

In addition to the father who has never met, he also has a white American stepmother and a half-sister; they are a family in the true sense, but Ding Jinyu never feels that she is home for a second up.

The family of three there spoke fluent and idiomatic English, and Ding Jinyu's English was not bad either. He could basically understand them, but he couldn't intervene at all.

It can be seen that Ding Cheng has a successful career. His family lives in a large American-style villa. The living room is so spacious and bright when eating, and the dining table is so big.

But the sound of knives and forks hitting dishes is enough to kill all the warmth during the dinner.

During a family camping on a weekend, Ding Jinyu watched as Ding Cheng hugged his half-race sister and rode on his shoulders, while his stepmother nervously protected her.

When he was a child, he had seen this scene countless times on the street, and he was so envious that his face was almost changed beyond recognition, but his grandparents were old, and it was already very difficult to hold him; the little child didn't even dare to shed tears at that time, just Can occasionally cry with Ding Yinan.

Now looking at the picture that he dreamed of most in his childhood, he was extremely relieved.

He calmly looked at the family of three in front of him, and finally understood that it wasn't that this family was not like home, but that the one in front of them was a family of three, and Ding Jinyu had never had a place in this family.

Ding Cheng and him may be connected by blood, but in the end blood is not thicker than water, or 16 years of absence is enough to dilute everything——

Some things, missed is missed, and no amount of money can make up for lost time.

After that, under Ding Jinyu's repeated insistence, Ding Cheng agreed to send him back to the country; perhaps he finally understood that there was nothing between himself and Ding Jinyu's son except blood.

Ding Jinyu is 17 years old and no longer needs anyone to take care of him. He chose to return to Panyang City, the only eighteenth-tier town that gave him a stable life in his childhood.

Perhaps in order to make up for a little guilt in his heart, Ding Cheng carefully arranged for him a third middle school that was closer to his old house; because Ding Jinyu knew early on that he would come back, and he did not miss his studies during the half-year abroad, and completed it smoothly. Passed the transfer assessment exam.

Once, because of his sexuality, he knew that he would not marry a wife and have children, so at that time he thought that he would never eat with a group of people around the table, and never know what home was like——

Because no matter how close he is, he will always be an outsider, just like in the Dingcheng family in the United States.

But it happened to be tonight, in this crowded and even cramped house, not only did he see the most vivid fireworks in his childhood, he was even melted into it and surrounded tightly.

Both Ming Xi and the family around him have given him a kind of proper courtesy, but not at all unceremonious alienation, everything here is so comfortable that one even wants to lean down and take a nap.

This is a relaxed and wonderful feeling, not deliberately, it just quietly surrounds you inadvertently, making people feel inexplicably warm——

Just like Ming Xi's approach, calm and natural.

According to the rules after the meal, Ding Jinyu had to help clean up, but it was Ming's father who couldn't help washing the dishes in the kitchen, and he was quickly invited out politely.

When she came out, Grandma Ming had already entered the room to rest, Ming Xi was tidying up the dining table and the living room, Ming Mei was hugging her brother's thigh, mumbling something with her small mouth.

This home is obviously simple and cramped, and even looks a bit poor, but for some reason, every frame of the picture is so harmonious.

Ding Jinyu sighed, ready to take over the work in Mingxi's hands; Mingxi couldn't twist him, just handed over the broom in his hand, bowed his head and said something to Mingmei, the little girl on the back immediately turned around Ding Jinyu.

If you can be polite and polite to Ming's father, and you can just turn your head away to Mingxi, then Ding Jinyu really has nothing to do with his coquettish younger sister.

He could only return the broom to Mingxi, hugged Mingmei, and took her into Mingxi's room to find the music box she was thinking of.

Mingxi's room was small, with a single bed, a simple wardrobe and a desk, almost packed to the brim, but tidy up fairly well.

Ding Jinyu glanced around and saw that the music box was on Mingxi's desk; he put the little girl on the bed, picked up the music box and handed it over, accidentally taking away an exercise book on the desk.

The liberal arts in No. [-] Middle School are not outstanding. Even in Panyang, as a small [-]th-tier city, the teaching level is not high; In the battle of candidates from all over the country, it is not just the hundreds of classmates around him who are competing with him.

For this reason, he deliberately contacted the teachers in the previous school, and under his guidance, he bought a lot of difficult teaching materials, including the one that fell on the floor now, which was almost as difficult as the Olympiad.

He was a little curious, Ming Xi struggled to complete homework like this, why there was this on the table.

Ming Mei, who was behind her, opened the music box. It was the theme song of "Frozen", which was very popular among children before; They all wrote the answers.

He even wondered if he was wrong.

Mingxi's grades were not good, but her handwriting was pretty good. Ding Jinyu recognized the handwriting at a glance, and it was obviously his deskmate.

"Ding Jinyu—"

Mingxi's voice, with his characteristic heartless smile, passed through the song "Letitgo", which was popular in the streets and alleys, and Ding Jinyu was shocked.

The author has something to say:

Gong is a natural curve, and you will immediately see the Gong curve~

I am... still thick and long today?