muddy boy

Chen Linhu was hit hard enough by Zhang Xun's bouncing head, and the person who hit him was even worse, lying on the sofa, his eyes were dazzled and he said, "Ah? Why does my head hurt so much? Did I sleepwalk and hit the wall?"

"Hit me," Chen Linhu squatted beside the sofa, covering his head, clenched his other hand into a fist and let go, "If you push harder, we will definitely have a concussion today."

Zhang Xunguang's bizarre dream was shattered after the head hammer, and he didn't even have time to think about it. He held his head in pain and said, "Impossible. I'm going to hit an iron wall. The last time I drank a lot and hit an electric pole, it didn't hurt this much!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Linhu realized that Chen Linhu's voice was very close. He opened his eyes and looked intently. The young landlord was squatting beside him with his head covered.

"I really hit you, let me see," Zhang Xun saw that the other victim's expression management was ruined by himself, and quickly stretched out his hand to push Chen Linhu's bangs away, "You are really tough, you didn't Don’t stuff it into the iron sand palm training pot?”

Chen Linhu frowned angrily: "Well, if I bump into a utility pole, the utility pole can be breached, do you believe it?"

"I've experienced it myself. I'll believe you when you say that you deformed the earth's plates." Zhang Xun looked at Chen Linhu's forehead. The man was white, and the red mark was obvious after the collision. Zhang Xun rubbed his forehead with a guilty conscience. I rubbed it, but turned a red mark into a red mark instead, "It's okay, your head is fine, you have all the scars on your eyebrows and eyes."

These are all internal injuries, it's strange to see them from the outside!Chen Linhu was caught off guard by Zhang Xun who rubbed his forehead, determined to recognize the beginning, and prevented him from touching the scar at the end of his brow.

Zhang Xun's hand brushed the tip of his nose, and the smell of tobacco came back last night when he was sleepy. Chen Linhu remembered the fact that the owner of the house was squeezed on the sofa by himself, and the emotion he had just raised eased again, and he said: "Why are you sleeping here?"

"I can't sleep when there are people around me," Zhang Xun sensed the resistance in Chen Linhu's movements, and didn't say much. He withdrew his hand and brushed away his own bangs, and took a picture with his mobile phone as a mirror, and said casually, "Think about it, how much is there on a person's body?" Bacteria, you take a breath and I inhale it, and I spit it out and you swallow it again, it’s not very good.”

"No," Chen Linhu recalled the problem, "Didn't you say the cat vomited on the sofa?"

Zhang Xun coughed, covered his head and stood up: "Hey, there is a noise in my head, my brain may be blown to pieces..."

Chen Linhu saw that he didn't answer his words at all, and thought deeply: "Is your cleanliness only aimed at people?" It was a bit of speciesism.

Zhang Xun choked, and looked back at Chen Linhu after a few seconds, wondering: "Did you secretly add some BUFF in your dream, as if your mouth caught up with the gun, open your mouth or shoot? Small bullets kill people, talk Don't expose people's shortcomings, right?"

Chen Linhu didn't understand what he meant, but found that after a night of living under the fence, he seriously violated the principles of life.

But facing the nonsense Zhang Xun, Chen Linhu didn't even feel the embarrassment of being late. He shook his head and stood up. After looking straight up, he saw a red patch on Zhang Xun's forehead. A laugh that achieved staged victory.

"I found out that you are really bad, you are just gloating here, right?" Zhang Xun saw Chen Linhu's canine teeth, and automatically ignored his arrogant eyebrows, "Let me tell you, I'm real. Something went wrong, and I heard the BGM."

Before Chen Linhu could speak, he also heard the sound of music, and was slightly puzzled: "You shared the soundtrack in your head?"

The two realized that the sound was not knocked out, and followed the sound to open the balcony door.

The sky was bright outside the window, and the branches of the pomegranate tree planted in the small courtyard of the East House of Unit [-], which was separated from the small courtyard of Chen Linhu's house downstairs by a wall, climbed over the wall, and the hanging small pomegranates were illuminated by the sun like small lanterns.

Under the shade of the tree, a huge marinated egg is brighter than the little lanterns, and it is swaying left and right to the music point of "Hey Hey Hey San Beidou".

"Good guy," Zhang Xun stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, "This angle is really dazzling."

Chen Linhu ignored him, and shouted loudly at the braised egg who was doing morning exercises: "Master, Lord! Chen Mingli!"

There was no response to the first two calls, until the name sounded, and then he raised his head suddenly as if being picked up from the pot, revealing the chubby face of old Chen Tou.

"Why did you run upstairs?" Old Chen was taken aback when he saw Chen Linhu, and then he scolded, "Can you call me grandson?!"

Zhang Xun said firmly to Chen Linhu: "He must have scolded you this time."

"Stop talking." Chen Linhu advised him, "Concussion is not suitable for talking too much, lest brains spray out along the mouth."

The two of them were lying on the railing of the balcony on the second floor, a little lazy from the sun, their raised bangs hadn't been put down yet, and each of them wentssiping with their foreheads still aching.

Old Chen looked up from the bottom, his old house was gray and white, and there were two more young men who were bright orange by the sun, just like two red soldering irons thrown into the pool, "Zi La" and it started boiling.

"Don't talk about it, you two stand together," Old Chen felt a lot, trying to sum up, "It's like two brothers, two grandchildren."

The new grandson Zhang Xun couldn't laugh anymore.

Chen Linhu raised his eyebrows at Zhang Xun, God is good at reincarnation, and his grandson will be together.

After the song "Song of Heroes" was played, Chen Linhu didn't explain to the hard-of-hearing old head Chen why he spent the night on the second floor, but the chicken raised in the unit started to crow because the two of them were talking too loudly.

The two talked about each other, Zhang Xun was so happy to watch, even the fat cat looked at the balcony through the screen door.

The knock on the door added fuel to the flames, and they smashed the anti-theft door of Zhang Xun's house as if they were just in time to join in the fun.

Chen Linhu looked back, Zhang Xun had already walked back to the room and opened the door.

After a while, he came back again, followed by Duan Qiao, who was sweating profusely, with two pieces of air-dried bacon in his hands. As soon as he entered the door, he yelled: "Take the bus to catch up with a group of old men and old ladies who came to the Cultural Palace to dance, and accompanied by the Family members, the carriages are full, if it wasn’t for coming to condolences to you, I wouldn’t go out at all, it would be nice to stay at home and watch a dog blood drama with my partner.”

Zhang Xun took out two pieces of paper to wipe his sweat: "I didn't tell you to come."

"Is it okay if I don't come, I'm afraid no one will know about your sudden death," Duan Qiao said bitterly, "A good people's teacher quit, resigned and went to this small place, working during the day and writing at night, and couldn't sleep for a few hours a day. You look like you just crawled out of a coffin, you know that you don't have enough sleep, those who don't know think you have kidney deficiency..."

Zhang Xun bent down to dig the cat food for a while, Duan Qiao's mouth couldn't stop like a flood, Chen Linhu came back from the balcony and listened to it.

"Shut up," Zhang Xun pulled a piece of paper to cover Duan Qiao's mouth, "You know, it's easy for your brains to flow out of your mouth if you talk too much."

Chen Linhu heard that he was learning and selling, and the movement of closing the screen door was much louder.

When Duan Qiao saw Chen Linhu, his small eyes lit up, and he tore off the paper that Zhang Xun had pasted on his mouth: "Oh, little benefactor! Why did you put it here?"

Chen Linhu felt dizzy when he saw Duan Qiao's passionate eyes, and said vaguely, "I stayed here for a while yesterday, and I'm leaving now."

"Old Zhang said you live downstairs, I still don't believe it." Duan Qiao bounced his fat body on the ground, changed the hand to carry the bacon, and insisted on shaking hands with Chen Linhu, "Don't talk about staying temporarily, you can live permanently. No problem! - You didn't sleep well last night, so your complexion is barely better than Lao Zhang's!"

Chen Linhu really didn't get enough sleep, but fortunately he was young, he slept well for a few hours in the morning, and he was in good spirits at the moment, but his face was still a little dazed.

"Did you guys fight late at night?" Duan Qiao looked at Chen Linhu and then at Zhang Xun, "Why is it that your forehead is hitting a wall, and Yintang is red, how about artificial coloring?"

"It's a fight, but it's definitely not what you think," Zhang Xun added water to the cat's water basin, and said slowly, "Can you stop talking so much, we will listen to you now Speech is accentuated."

"It's been a while since we've known each other and we've started fighting together." Duan Qiao gave Zhang Xun a displeased look, then looked at Chen Linhu, "Yo, I didn't notice that last time, you still have scars on your eyebrows, and you're pretty handsome. How did you do it?"

Chen Linhu was not good at dealing with Duan Qiao's familiarity. When he heard him mention his scar, he immediately pushed down his raised bangs, and said calmly, "Forgot."

Zhang Xun glanced at him.

"I'm leaving." Chen Linhu nodded and walked towards the door without giving Duan Qiao a chance to continue speaking.

"Wait a minute, wait a moment," Duan Qiao chased to the door, and handed two pieces of bacon to Chen Linhu, "Here, just right, you can take it to Uncle Chen. I knocked on the door for a long time and no one opened it. I thought I wasn't home."

Chen Linhu was at a loss while holding the bacon: "Huh?"

"When I came last time, he said he wanted to eat the smoked bacon from the old market." Duan Qiao picked up the fat cat that followed him to the door, and stroked it several times unceremoniously. Come here, if you eat delicious food, tell Lao Zhang and let him tell me, I will bring it back next time."

The two pieces of smoked bacon were not light, fat and thin, and they were the kind of food that Chen Xingye liked the most and Chen Xingye hated the most.

Chen Linhu didn't expect that old Chen's network had already reached the point of including the friends of his own tenants, and there were no people in the Chen family who had such social skills.

Just when he was about to thank him, he saw the fat cat twisting and turning in Duan Qiao's arms. It was probably due to Duan Qiao's overheating and made him feel uncomfortable. His bully face made him even more impatient. With an unbearable roar of humiliation, he kicked away Qiao, ran directly to the refrigerator next to Chen Linhu.

"You have to hug it," Zhang Xun walked over with a cigarette in his mouth. "If you don't invite it, it might still like you a little bit. You see, it would rather be next to Chen Linhu than you."

After a night of getting along, Sha Mao has accepted that there is an extra character like Chen Linhu in the family, but he still doesn't take him seriously, lying on the top of the refrigerator and licking the fur that was messed up by Duan Qiao.

This hairy steel egg is round and smooth, but its movements are very flexible. It can not only lick its paws, but also turn its belly out and lick it with its hind legs.

Chen Linhu seldom had the opportunity to watch cats taking a bath at close range, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances. His eyes swept across, but he didn't miss the fat cat's pair of "cat bells".

In the blink of an eye, Chen Linhu remembered Zhang Xun's WIFI password.

"Damn." He cursed in a low voice, his eyes piercing Zhang Xun's head like a knife, "Your password..."

Zhang Xun was stunned for a moment, then his face froze.

"What password?" Duan Qiao looked at Chen Linhu, then at the licking fat cat, and laughed, "You don't mean Lao Zhang's WIFI password, do you? Oh, you just know, let me tell you he can't Rogue!"

Zhang Xun almost jumped up, trying to cover Duan Qiao's mouth.

"But you sure don't know, the worst thing about this old rascal is to use his cat's forever lost things as a password, it's so miserable, where does his cat still have a complete bell," Duan Qiao laughed out of breath , while pushing Zhang Xun's hand away, he continued, "Brother Hu is a father-in-law!"

The words were resounding, and there was silence all around.

Chen Linhu said "hmm" expressionlessly: "Let's go."

"I'll see you off," Zhang Xun walked over and opened the door calmly, "I'll see you off."

When Chen Linhu stepped out the door, he was pushed by Zhang Xun. Hearing a "goodbye", the anti-theft door closed behind him like a dog chasing him.

Chen Linhu, who was sent out, couldn't recover for a while. When he thought of Zhang Xun's WIFI password, the veins on his forehead twitched.

Through the security door, Chen Linhu heard Zhang Xun's voice coming from the room.

"Are you stupid?!" Zhang Xun's voice showed that the owner wanted to jump off the building, "Go, go and buy me the nearest train ticket. I can't stay in this place anymore. I can't wait to leave the earth."

Duan Qiao's answer was unclear, and Chen Linhu went downstairs with two pieces of smoked bacon.

After standing at the door of his own house and knocking on the door a few times, Chen Linhu finally couldn't hold back his laughter.

Fortunately, Zhang Xun's cat can't read, otherwise Zhang Xun would have jumped off the building with the cat in his arms.

The two pieces of smoked bacon made Old Chen grin from ear to ear. Today's aunt who cooks won't come, so Old Chen is gearing up to cook some good dishes.

After Chen Linhu explained to him why he slept in Zhang Xun's house all night, he mentioned a few words about the late-night farce last night.Old Chen didn't care too much, he waved his hand and said, "It's not been a day or two since Lao Ding's family messed up, and you beat him up too, don't think about it so much, go to sleep."

Changing from Zhang Xun's air-conditioned room to his own bedroom, Chen Linhu couldn't fall asleep for a while. He took out his mobile phone and read the updated manga for a while to get sleepy, but failed. He accidentally opened the webpage and searched for the university he wanted to attend.

As Zhang Xun said, the old campus of Baoxiang Teachers College still retains the buildings of the last century, with dense trees and students passing by with books.

Chen Linhu searched through the photos for a while, and finally found the artificial lake in the old campus.There is also a small pavilion in the middle of the lake, which looks like a holy place for dating.

But Chen Linhu didn't care about the scenic spots that he was likely to pass by in his four years of college, but he focused on staring at the grass around the lake, looking for moths.

Lai □□ could not be found, but old Chen made a sound first.

"Get a few dishes of fried bacon at noon, and then make some soup," Old Chen Tou saw that Chen Linhu was still up, and stretched his head in and ordered, "Tell Little Fat Brother and Teacher Zhang, if they are still in the yard at noon Just come here to eat, I haven’t given him the bacon money yet.”

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Chen Linhu's answer, he retracted his head and went out with a small horse and a thermos to play checkers with Lao Liao.

Chen Linhu lay on the bed without any sleepiness. He clicked on Zhang Xun's WeChat avatar, and when he remembered the WIFI password, he quit again.

This kind of embarrassment is like two students who have a big fight. After being caught by the teacher, they are asked to hold hands and sit on a chair for 10 minutes.

Chen Linhu resigned himself to opening Zhang Xun's profile picture and sent a message.

[Da Chong: My grandfather called you and your friends to come to my house for dinner, are you coming? ]

Zhang Xun didn't reply.

After Chen Linhu fell asleep and old Chen returned home after playing chess, Zhang Xun and Duan Qiao knocked on the door of his house with two bags of vegetables.

It was Chen Linhu who opened the door, and the three of them were a little embarrassed when they met.

"Garlic seedlings," Zhang Xun handed over a bag of vegetables in his hand, without looking at Chen Linhu, and said vaguely with a cigarette in his mouth, "Xiao Pang is very familiar with Uncle Chen, and Uncle Chen mentioned to make smoked bacon and stir-fried garlic sprouts before."

Chen Linhu took a large bag of garlic seedlings numbly, thinking that he and his father didn't know that he and his master would eat these four bags of vegetables until the Year of the Monkey, but looking at Zhang Xun's downcast eyes, his eyelashes trembled with guilt and embarrassment, which weakened his usual calmness. Chen Linhu didn't say anything else, just said "Oh": "Go into the room."

The two found a tacit understanding in this brief conversation, and each decided in their hearts that they would never mention such stupid things that they wished to find a crack in the ground for the rest of their lives.

But none of their brainwaves was transmitted to Duan Qiao.

"It's all right, little benefactor," Duan Qiao held back for a long time, but he finally caught up with the conversation, "Old Zhang changed the password as soon as you left! No one knows about this except the three of us!"

Chen Linhu and Zhang Xun couldn't bear it anymore: "Stop talking."

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