Brother Christine

Visiting relatives during the Spring Festival, Jiang Xiao's family has no relatives to leave.

There are seven aunts, eight aunts, two uncles, three or four uncles in another family, but his family does not.

Originally there was a couple of elderly people who supported Jiang Jifeng. He died of illness a few years after getting married. At that time, the original spouse thought that their family was not particularly rich. If the conditions are met, they should be well-supported and lightly buried, and everything should be kept simple after death.

Jiang Jifeng wanted to make the funeral of the old man more beautiful. The old man had raised him for most of his life, and the wedding house had cleared his savings and paid a lot of money. He knew that he would not be able to get ahead in this life, and he didn't want to let the old man As soon as he was gone, he was going to be gossiped again, so he paid a lot of money to hire a group of people who beat gongs and drums to carry the coffin. Including handing out cigarettes, lighting cannons, entertaining guests, setting up banquets and singing operas, more than half a year's salary was paid for.

His family is not poor, nor is it not rich, but the women in the family are never satisfied.

At that time, the original partner was still pregnant and had a very angry temper. During the whole funeral, she quarreled with Jiang Jifeng with her pregnant belly from beginning to end.

At that time, Jiang Jifeng could be regarded as an outstanding junior in the family. He was handsome, highly educated, and had a stable job. He married a classmate's wife who was also a high school belle. The pungent daughter-in-law pointed her nose and scolded her as worthless in public, and didn't dare to refute a word, which can be described as humiliating.

Jiang Jifeng was afraid that his ex-wife would get pregnant, but others only thought he was weak and useless. He was afraid of his wife. He was a big man, but he was pinned to death by a woman. Afterwards, no one talked about the old man. All the relatives thought that the old man was so The son failed so badly that sooner or later the wife would run away with someone else.

Sure enough, it turned out that Jiang Jifeng of their family did not have the life to enjoy good fortune. His beautiful daughter-in-law divorced him, and in the end, she couldn't support her own children for two years, so she had to find an obedient man from a run-down village. The docile middle-aged mistress even picked up a silly-looking oil bottle to raise a son for the dead in vain.

Unlucky, unlucky.

In the first few years, Jiang Jifeng would give New Year greetings to the few elders who were close to him. The elders were in charge, and the juniors below would not be able to make a fuss. Everyone became a family, and the funerals of the old people were all said to be similar, and none of them asked Jiang Jifeng to go, so Jiang Jifeng gradually severed ties with those relatives.

People's words are terrible, and people's words are detestable.

With one paper agreement, from then on, people from all walks of life in the world, when they broke up, each smiled freely and openly, who knows how much resentment and unwillingness to reconcile secretly surged in their hearts?

Jiang Jifeng harbored hatred for his original partner, and Jiang Xiao knew it all along.

He can tell his father that he is a tutor, or he can be a waiter. He can use his brain to make money, or he can serve people dishes and send orders to do labor, but he can't rely on his face to make a living.

His temperament and appearance have completely inherited everything from his mother. Whether he is a model or a host, as long as he uses this face that is almost exactly the same as his mother, it will immediately arouse his father's disgust and anger.

Shen Qing can't do it either, his father has always had an admiration for Shen Jing, even if he possesses him now, he still cherishes and loves him, and he will definitely not allow Shen Qing to consume his face at will.

For this family that is still under his control, his father's right to speak can basically be respected ideally.

But having no relatives doesn’t mean having no friends. His father has a few good old classmates in Linshi who have a good relationship with them every year. The boss at work also visits him. I still understand the rules of presenting gifts and flattering people. In the past, Jiang Xiao was busy with his studies, and it was inconvenient to participate in the dinner and wine affairs. This year, his father will take him with him when he goes out, saying that he will take him to see the world.

Although I have treated more guests to dinner in the past two years than his father has in the past 40 years, Jiang Xiao is still very cooperative and sat behind him in the co-pilot, pretending to be ignorant, asking a bunch of questions about wine Curious nonsense on the table, and then listened to his father next to him, using a slightly complacent preaching tone of someone who had come here, and carefully stroked the relationship between their family.

90.00% of the restoration of most relationships in this world depends on revealing the true feelings, followed by a deliberate rainbow fart.

Shen Qing doesn't know how to say rainbow farts, and Shen Jing doesn't let him go out.The stepson is easy to be gossiped by others when taken out, and it will add trouble to his own family. He should stay at home and hide his temper that thousands of people hate. It is not necessary to make everyone unhappy when he is under the fence. Duty and being content with the present is what their mother and son need to do.

In the first few days of the new year, except for the morning, Jiang Jifeng and Jiang Xiao ate out, while Shen Jing and Shen Qing cleaned up the table left over from New Year's Eve every day at home.

Soup and vegetable meat powder, steamed and steamed again, the chicken bones and fish bones are almost soft to the point of melting in the mouth, and there are basically leftovers at noon on the third day of junior high school.

Shen Jing asked Shen Qing to cook some more porridge at night, mix the leftovers together and fry them again, Shen Qing nodded in response, when washing the dishes at noon, while his mother was doing homework in the bedroom, soak the oil in the The leftovers, which were full of water vapor and whose shape and taste could not be distinguished at all, were thrown away.

Boring in the afternoon, Shen Qing went for a stroll on the streets that opened for business one after another, and brought back a few hairtails.

His brother was not at home last year. His mother had a dish of fried octopus, which was cut into long strips and wrapped in egg powder. The seasoning also included chili powder, five-spice powder and finely chopped green onions. The outer shell is golden and crisp, and the crumbs fall off after one bite. The fish-flavored meat is tender and melts in the mouth, and it is even more delicious than the ones sold in restaurants. He has never forgotten it.

There were only two people in the family, and when it was time for dinner at night, Shen Qing was still in his brother's room, wrapped in the man's quilt, rolling around and inhaling the aroma, Shen Jing called him to cook in the bedroom, Shen Qing dawdled for a while before getting up.

I ordered takeaway, millet porridge, small steamed stuffed buns, Yangzhou egg dumplings and tomato eggs.

To nourish the stomach, his mother insisted on eating leftovers during the Chinese New Year, and it hurt. He left the bedroom yesterday and heard her throwing up in the bathroom.

Today is a special day, and he doesn't want to smell like oily smoke like he did a few days ago.It was uncomfortable for his brother to hold him at night.

As soon as Shen Jing came out, she smelled the strong fishy smell from the kitchen, as well as the aroma of vegetables wafting from the living room table. When she turned her head and saw Shen Qing sitting in front of the coffee table with a spoon to dry the rice, she immediately frowned.

"Where are the dishes at noon?" Shen Jing walked over quickly, looking down at him displeased: "Who asked you to order takeaway? If you have money, you can't keep it?"

"Dishwashing liquid was spilled on the dish," Shen Qing looked up at her, "I can't eat it, pour it over."

"How did the dish soap get so thick?" Shen Jing glared at him: "Did you spill all four dishes? Or did you spill all of them?!"

"That's not called food." Shen Qing said.

"What can be eaten is called food!" Shen Jing scolded, "Who made you waste it!"

"You vomited." Shen Qing looked at her.

"I didn't ask you this!" Shen Jing raised her arm and pointed to the kitchen, "Where did that fishy smell come from?! What kind of monster are you trying to be!"

"On the day my brother leaves," Shen Qing rubbed his ears, sitting a little far away from his mother: "You fried hairtail for him once."

"Does he want to eat or you want to eat?!"

"You cook delicious."

"Shen Qing, you are 19 years old, can you stop being so childish?"

Shen Qing looked up at her without speaking.

Shen Jing glared at him, then irritably leaned his forehead and turned his head.

As soon as she saw Shen Qing's face, she got angry.

In terms of stubbornness, no one can be more stubborn than Shen Qing, no matter who gets angry with him, the one who compromises first must be the one who gets angry with him.

Shen Qing kept staring at his mother, and his mother was also speechless, the two of them just stayed like this for a while, and then——

Shen Jing resignedly pulled the small stool and sat on the side of the tea table, facing Shen Qing diagonally to eat with her head bowed.

Shen Qing pushed the steamed stuffed bun to his mother's side, fennel eggs, his mother's favorite.

"On your ears." Shen Jing took a sip of vegetables, then raised her head and glanced at him: "Why are you making so many holes?"

"It looks good." Shen lightly drank the porridge.

"Just do it, I think you're going to stumble over this sooner or later," Shen Jing said, "You'd better find something to cover it up before your dad notices, he doesn't like it."

"I won't let him pay attention." Shen lightly picked up the chopsticks and mixed the egg dumplings in the bowl, reached out and touched behind the sofa pillow behind him, took out a small red matte paper box, pushed it over the table and handed it to his mother .

"What?" Shen Jing glanced at him, then took it and opened it.

"New Year's gift." Shen Qing said.

I went out for a stroll in the afternoon, a new shop opened in the town, and it was engaged in wedding photography.

He stood in front of the window of the bridal dress shop for more than two hours, and finally bought it at the high-end store next to the bridal dress shop.

The packaged red box is very beautiful, with a decorative button in the middle. After opening, there are several layers of duck down underneath, and a double-sided printed silk scarf lying in the middle.

Neutral brown color, complex patterns and intellectual beauty, soft and silky to the touch, like flowing water.

"How much?" Shen Jing stared at Shen Qing, and opened her mouth to ask.

"20 yuan." Shen Qing opened his mouth and came.

"Lie!" Shen Jing glared at him: "Just by looking at this box..."

"I bought this box for ten yuan separately." Shen Qing raised her head and glanced at her: "Can't you pretend that they are together?"

Shen Jing: "..."

Shen Qing stared at her with a cold gaze, passing over the dry and whitish silver strands on the woman's head, seeing her deeply sunken eye sockets, seeing the exhaustion and vicissitudes hidden in her fine lines and folds, his gaze on her, The strength became more severe.

Afraid of being suspected of returning second-hand goods, afraid to expect a wedding when married, afraid of disappointing the job that a man found through a relationship, afraid of taking even one day off work when sick, afraid of being treated as a woman who spends money and is not satisfied with her original partner , holds the financial power but is reluctant to buy a new dress for himself, saves money and is obedient, and only waits for the man to say anything.

When his brother came home, she took the initiative to avoid suspicion, and shut herself in the house all day long as an empty person. A jade statue pendant can completely make her lose her memory of her years of hard work, and she is so moved that she is at a loss. , can make her so preoccupied that she wants to turn against him.

This is his mother, Shen Jing, who is full of gratitude and repays her kindness, trying to lower her posture even lower, so low that she is like a servant who is kneeling on the ground and serving the master wholeheartedly.

His father probably likes such a woman, who is obedient, sensible, and obedient to her husband.

But he hates her like this.

Shen Jing's back was chilled by his cold stare, she glanced at him, her tone was stiff and unnatural, "What's wrong with you?"

Shen Qing and her looked at each other, regained their senses, then lowered their eyes, lowered their heads, took a sip of the cold rice porridge, and said, "It's okay."

"Forget it, I won't scold you for the Chinese New Year today." Shen Jing put away the box and put a bun for him, and said, "Don't waste money indiscriminately in the future, and the pocket money your father gave you also needs money." Use it on the right way, I am not a wealthy lady, and you are not a rich young master, remember your identity, your brother knows that he saves money to pay for tuition to buy a computer, so don't spend all your time thinking about these gimmicky and useless things, If you have that thought, just work harder and study hard, and get a scholarship every year like your brother, this is the most worry-free thing for me."

Shen Qing lowered his head and chewed the bun, and said "um".

"Your father said that you work part-time in the library. I think it's good. It's good to read more books," Shen Jing reminded: "But being a model is a youthful meal. Don't keep thinking about making money just by this. It will delay you. If you don’t want to study, just save enough tuition fees, and don’t even think about going to your dad to show off.”

"Ah."

I saw the little video his mother sent to his brother, and he also secretly took pictures of the studio where he worked for her. At that time, he held his mobile phone and walked around the room several times. The lighting, background board, blower, clothes and props were all placed there. , didn't speak, didn't know what to say, and sent two words to his mother at the bottom of the video: part-time job.

I rarely take the initiative to send messages to his mother, and his mother replied with "oh".

His mother rarely praises him.

"When it comes to money, you don't have to fight with your brother. Who is he? Who are you?" Shen Jing took a sip of porridge and explained: "Your brother is extravagant because he has the ability, and he is a tutor. It's for bonuses. If you want to give your dad a gift, you can give it secretly, and don't make fun of it with your brother. Take out two or 300 yuan with your brother's thousands of gold and jade. Dad is unavoidably unbalanced."

"Ah."

"Also, your brother is already an adult," Shen Jing wiped his mouth with paper when he was full, "Adults need privacy, don't just run around behind his butt like you did when you were a child, whether it's your brother or you, in the future If you want to talk about friends, let other girls see that you are so clingy to another man like a big man, and they will laugh at you."

Shen Qing didn't speak.

"And you like to pretend to be deaf and dumb at every turn, and it's best to correct it for me." Shen Jing got up angrily and packed a pile of takeaway boxes on the table, then turned to the kitchen with the bag, "You fish, Do it in a few days when your brother leaves, since you have nothing to do, clean the house, boil a pot of hot water and pour it in the teapot to dry, your father and the others will be back soon."

"Okay." Shen gently wiped the coffee table with a piece of paper, then turned around and went to the TV to get a broom and started sweeping the floor.

Glancing at the kitchen from the corner of his eye, he saw that his mother soaked up the frozen fish he soaked in warm water with paper, put it back in the refrigerator, sprayed it with freshener, deodorized it, washed his hands, and went back to his room.

The door of the master bedroom was closed with a click, and the quiet figure disappeared from sight. Shen Qing lowered his head and continued to clean.

His fucking voice is beautiful, clear and beautiful, with a soft tone, and a slightly calmer tone, and the whole person is extremely gentle.

But other than teaching him a lesson, his mother doesn't like to talk so much with him.In the past when there were only the two of them in the house, there was no need to be so cautious. When Shen Qing was bored when she was a child, she counted the words her mother told him in a week, at least ten sentences.

"Come up to stabilize", "Step down", "Go to open the door", "Go to get firewood for the fire", "Go to fill the meal", "Go to wash your feet", "Get out of the way", "Go to your father's house and sleep by yourself" , "Don't be lazy", "Bring me homework to check and check".

Most of what his mother gave were orders, and he just had to keep his head down and execute them, or run away, instead of expressing his thoughts to her.

At nine o'clock, Shen Qing finished cleaning the house, and Shen Jing came out, went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed into pajamas, and checked whether he had boiled hot water by the way.

Shen Qing brought her the brewed hot tea, and found that his mother was wearing a gold and jade Buddha statue pendant he bought for her around her neck.

Sensing his gaze, Shen Jing squinted at him, cleared his throat, and asked, "Does it look good?"

"Very beautiful." Shen nodded affirmatively.

The air was quiet, he lowered his head quietly, and stretched out his fingers to fiddle with the pendant.

She coughed lightly, trying to hide the slightly curved corners of her mouth.

Shen Qing secretly glanced at the smile between her eyebrows, turned her head away, scratched her red ears with some embarrassment, and smiled along with her.

Shen Jing didn't see him smiling, and looked up again with a stern and serious look. She sat on the sofa with a glass of water in her hand, and ordered behind her: "Go, call your brother and ask them why they haven't come home yet?" .”

Immersed in happiness and joy, the reflex arc seems to be stretched, Shen Qing is also slow, and it took half a minute to react.He stood behind the sofa, looked at his mother's thin back, and said "oh" blankly, then turned around, ready to go back to the back room to get his phone.

Before the door was opened, there was the sound of rough turning of keys at the living room door.

The two people sitting and standing in the room looked back at each other, and then looked at the door in unison.

Unlocking the lock in three seconds, Jiang Xiao's face was darkened, covered in piercing cold air and the smoky smell of alcohol, he walked briskly into the room, his hard boots slammed on the wooden floor, wishing that every foot You have to stomp through the floors.

Seeing the situation, Shen Qing moved forward and called him: "Brother?"

The fire was on fire, Jiang Xiao didn't look at him and didn't return, walked into the coffee table, put the two boxes of Moutai wine in his hand heavily on the table, and sat down on the sofa, with a cold face, without saying a word .

At the door, the man who parked the car and came a few steps at night stood there with the same ugly expression.

"Ji Feng," seeing that something was wrong, but not daring to offend the overlord's ancestor beside him, Shen Jing immediately got up to pick up Jiang Jifeng, and asked, "What's going on?"

"Ask him!" Jiang Jifeng was pulled into the door, and the gentle and sensible warm-hearted person was beside him. He was about to calm down after driving all the way, but when he heard this soft-spoken question, he was full of anger and ignited. Get up!

Jiang Jifeng poked his finger and nodded Jiang Xiao: "Ask him! What kind of attitude has he been treating his elders and uncles all day long!!"

"What's my attitude!?" Jiang Xiao held back his anger and looked at him: "Don't you ask yourself what's your attitude? Get me drunk and check my phone. Are you such a father!"

"What is getting drunk! If I want to know something, I need to get you drunk!?" Jiang Jifeng became furious, and scolded: "You are my son! I will answer the call for you! Why are you so excited! !"

"You flip through my phone! As I said, I won't allow it!"

"I said I was answering the phone for you!" Jiang Jifeng yelled: "Look what kind of friends you have made!! Open your mouth and shut it, it's not big or small! You don't look like a man or a woman! You speak in a weird way! I think you are close Mo Zhehei! I have been in society for a long time and forgot how much I am! Life is so smug!!"

"That's my friend!!" Jiang Xiao also got anxious, stood up and shouted back: "What is he not a man or a woman! He apologized to you! He deserves to be treated well in person! He started talking about him behind his back Gossip! Is this how you look like an elder!"

"I don't need you to teach me how to be an elder! I'm afraid you will go astray!"

"Stop arguing, stop arguing," Shen Jing stood between the father and son, busy comforting and persuading him: "Didn't you just answer the phone, what's the big deal, don't be angry, don't be angry, have something to say, New Year's Eve Yes, don't make a mistake and let others see the joke."

"Brother," Shen Qing intuitively felt that something was wrong, and went to his brother's side, held his shoulders to comfort his back, leaned his head together and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?"

Jiang Xiaochu gasped, staring at his father, "Ask him!"

Shen Qing looked at his father inquiringly.

"Ask me what's wrong, did I do something wrong!" Jiang Jifeng was also very angry, looked at Shen Qing, pointed at Jiang Xiao, as if he was being judged, "Take him to meet the senior! He is good! He refuses to serve him wine, refuses to add him on WeChat, treats him nicely, puts on a cold face and sneers at others, studies too much in college, and doesn’t know how to respect his elders. There is a set of fallacies! One meal offends everyone all over again! I think I have spoiled him! I am not educated! I will not go out and embarrass him in the future!"

"My brother has a bad stomach, so he can't drink all the time," Shen Qing raised her head to defend Jiang Xiao, then lowered her head to support Jiang Xiao, patted his back to calm him down, and asked him, "Brother, are they those old bastards?" Is it making you unhappy?"

Shen Jing immediately frowned.

How can there be any reason to criticize such unidentified favoritism?

As an old classmate of "those old bastards", Jiang Jifeng also choked on these lame words.

Shen Qing used to be very obedient in front of him.

Jiang Xiao lowered his head and remained silent, as if he was waiting for something, and did not answer the questions of the people around him until the air was completely silent, and he was satisfied enough, as if he was finally disappointed, he raised his head to look at the His father took a look.

Jiang Jifeng snorted coldly, don't turn his head and ignore him.

"Forget it," Jiang Xiao calmed down, looked away, raised his hand to wipe his face, exhaled a foul breath, stood up and looked at Shen Jing: "Go to sleep, we two go out for a walk."

Shen Jing glanced at him, nodded, and let go of the hands of the people around him.

Several inquiries did not get a response, Shen Qing also lowered her eyes, let go of his brother and stood aside.

"I'm not in the mood for a walk!" Jiang Jifeng didn't turn his head, his voice was angry.

"I didn't say we'd break up with you either!" Jiang Xiao shouted angrily, then suppressed his irritability, and turned his head to look at Shen Qing.

The four eyes met, and the eyes that had just dimmed instantly lit up again, and Shen Qing couldn't help smiling.

Jiang Xiao got up first, deliberately squeezed between the two of them, and when he left, he took off the black wool thick woolen coat that he had hung up this morning on the hanger at the door, put it on his arm, stood outside the door and looked inside The person stared intently, "Come here."

Under the helpless eyes of the two husband and wife, Shen Qing also followed his brother across the middle of them, stood at the door, and stood in front of his brother.

"Come here." Shen said lightly.

"Drink so much, where are you going to go at night!" Jiang Jifeng couldn't help but turned around and scolded.

"Dad," Jiang Xiao didn't look at him, put the coat on Shen Qing, bent down and lowered his head to help him fasten the buttons one by one, with a steady voice, "I want to curse now, you'd better not talk to me, otherwise I have never been disciplined by anyone, and I am going to be uneducated again."

"Jiang Xiao," Jiang Jifeng frowned, "I think you want to rebel, don't you?"

"Okay, okay, don't talk about it," Seeing that Jiang Xiao was not in a good mood, Shen Jing gently tugged Jiang Jifeng down beside him, and persuaded in a low voice, "They can go if they want to, maybe Xiao Xiao also sat in the car for a long time today If you feel bored in your heart, it's fine if Shen Qing is not drunk," she turned her head and instructed Shen Qing: "Look carefully at your brother, don't mess around—"

Before the head was turned and the voice had not yet fallen, the two of them had already run away together without a trace.

The author has something to say:

1. Bracelets and pendants are equivalent. As mentioned earlier, Jiang Jifeng and Shen Jing think that they just "feel".

(For example, stupid authors always mistake fish eyes for pearls, and pearls for fish eyes)

2. The word count seems a bit too much today, but I just don’t want the plot to end where it shouldn’t be. Please don’t get me wrong, I still have no drafts~

3. Thank you for your comments and support~ I love you all~