Dead after eight years [rebirth]

Cheng Shuibei slept late and woke up early, and woke up just after dawn.The child felt too much, Cheng Shuibei returned to the room to wipe his face after washing, Cheng Nan just turned over when he heard the sound of the door curtain being lifted.

Wiping his face carelessly with a faded towel, Cheng Shuibei looked back and saw his brother's belly exposed outside the blanket, and carefully covered him with a smile.

"Sleep, bro, I'm going out first!"

Only in a dream, in a deserted place, when Cheng Nan was asleep, did Cheng Shuibei dare to call "Brother" so presumptuously.

Even if there is no answer, it is already a great happiness for Cheng Shuibei.

Cheng Shuibei closed the door carefully, and when he was about to go to the newsstand, Cheng Wenqiu just walked to the porch.

Holding a plastic insulation box in his arms and a plastic bag in one hand, he saw Cheng Shuibei and immediately stopped him: "Xiaobei, wait a while before leaving."

Cheng Shuibei didn't understand, but stayed obediently.

The aluminum pot "hululu" on the briquette stove was steaming. Cheng Shuibei tore off the rags hanging on the wall and lifted the lid. Steaming steamed buns and buns were placed on the grate.

Cheng Wenqiu picked up a big white steamed bun and a steamed bun with a pair of slender bamboo chopsticks and put them in a plastic bag.

Cheng Nan stared at it and was stunned.

Since returning home, he hasn't eaten a meal made by his father himself. He always eats instant noodles, tea and eggs at the stall, and often eats whatever is left in the lunch box at noon.

After Cheng Wenqiu finished packing, he beckoned Cheng Shuibei over: "Xiaobei, why are you standing there, come here and continue!"

The heat preservation box was still warm, Cheng Shuibei didn't pay attention when he took it, and almost lost his hand.

Cheng Wenqiu pointed to the buns and steamed buns and said: "Yesterday, Xiao Nan and I made some buns and steamed buns. You didn't eat them when you came back late. I wanted to get up early and warm up two for you—oh, by the way, there are dumplings in the lunch box, keep them I’ll give you something to eat when you’re hungry in the middle of the day, and you’ll heat it up on the stove when you go somewhere. It’s inconvenient to take porridge with you, so uncle didn’t prepare it for you..."

Although he was only in his thirties, Cheng Wenqiu's face was haggard like autumn, his forehead was covered with sweat from busy work, and there was a slight smile in the corner of his eyes.

This honest man got up early in the morning and worked for a long time, just to prepare some food for the young man who was borrowing from his home.

Cheng Shuibei felt sore, but he couldn't say much, he could only thank him dryly: "Thank you, Uncle Cheng, I will come back early today if I have nothing to do, and I won't keep you waiting for so long."

Cheng Wenqiu replied: "Uncle didn't blame you, it's okay, let's go, remember to eat the buns on the way, and when Xiao Nan wakes up, I will ask him to find you!"

"Well, Uncle Cheng, let's go!"

Cheng Shuibei strode forward, and only quietly glanced back when he was almost out of the alley.

Cheng Wenqiu was still standing at the door, saw him turn around and waved.

Cheng Shuibei hurriedly stuffed the steamed stuffed bun into his mouth: "It's delicious! Uncle Cheng, go back soon!"

When his father entered the house, Cheng Shuibei reluctantly moved on.

The bite was too hasty just now, now Cheng Shuibei smacked carefully to taste the tricks in the bun.

This steamed stuffed bun is filled with pumpkin vermicelli. In his memory, his mother likes to eat pumpkin, pumpkin noodles, and pumpkin buns. Dad always buys a lot of pumpkin in the hallway. They have endless pumpkin all year round.

Cheng Wenqiu must have been stuffed with pumpkin stuffing. He thought of He Mingsui who had left, so he must have been preoccupied last night.

Why miss her, she took your youngest son and ran away with others, she has no time to miss you!

Cheng Shuibei hated that iron could not be made into steel, but he could only hold the pumpkin buns firmly in his palm.

Cheng Shuibei doesn't like He Mingsui, and even hates pumpkins. He hasn't eaten a bite of pumpkins for more than ten years since he left home.But this old pumpkin's buns were made by his father and brother himself, even if he didn't like them, he still ate them clean.

When he arrived at the place, Cheng Shuibei had just finished taking care of the big steamed buns, and he was choked up in his throat, and he drank two large bowls of cold water to relieve it.

He took out the lunch box given by Cheng Wenqiu from his pocket and put it away, took off his early cold coat, and prepared to start work.

Change briquettes, catch water, cook tea eggs, stack newspapers, and place magazines.

Cheng Shuibei worked hard for more than half an hour before old man Zhang hurried over with small steps.

The way the two of them get along these days is not like a boss's subordinates, but more like a partner. Old man Zhang is easy to talk to. He often responds to Cheng Shuibei's new suggestions immediately. He also takes care of him in life and gets along with his grandfather. Both are the same.

Cheng Shuibei was busy, and old man Zhang looked left and right and began to direct: "Xiaobei, where did you put those little books that my grandson brought back yesterday? Put them in an obvious place."

The grandson in the old man Zhang's words naturally refers to Cheng Nan. Cheng Shuibei originally stuffed the comic books into the bottom of the shelf. Pick it up, and stack them on the counter one by one.

"Okay, that's obvious enough."

Cheng Shuibei didn't like reading comic books, so he did things with a stern face. Old man Zhang smiled and punched him on the arm: "It's alright, alright, what's your temper with books!"

Cheng Shuibei was not angry with the book, but with his brother who scored 20 points in the math test. He couldn't understand how Cheng Nan became what he is now, but when he saw the old man guarding the calf, he swallowed the rambling words again. down.

I don't know if it's because Cheng Nan has a good eye, or if children understand children's preferences better. Taking advantage of the weekend, the box of comic books that Cheng Nan brought back sold out within two days. Old man Zhang was so happy that he hugged Cheng Nan The dirty little face was kissed and kissed.

The days slipped through old man Zhang's fingers counting money.

Old man Zhang became strange one afternoon.

It was hot at that time, Cheng Nan was holding a dime ice water to compete with his "Happy Summer Vacation", old man Zhang was leaning on his recliner, pinching his fingers for nothing.

"Good grandson, tell grandpa, what date is it today?"

Cheng Nan turned to the front of the summer homework to see the date that Cheng Shuibei had written for him, and answered old man Zhang loudly: "Grandpa, today is August 8th, Sunday!"

On August [-]th, he had been here for a month, and it was half a month before Cheng Nan started school, and Cheng Shuibei also began to silently count his savings.

I'm afraid it's not enough, so if it doesn't work, discuss with Uncle Zhang to pay back the medical expenses owed to him later, and pay Cheng Nan's tuition first.Cheng Shuibei made up his mind.

"Got it," old man Zhang sat up and continued to snap his fingers, "the fifth day, the sixth day... ah, today is the tenth day!"

After finishing speaking, old man Zhang hurriedly got up as if remembering something urgent, and walked eastward with his pocket bag in his arms, forgetting even the military water bottle that never left him.

Cheng Shuibei had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what it was, so he had to wake up Cheng Nan who was writing in his diary, "Today is sunny and beautiful with birds singing and flowers fragrant".

"Cheng Nan, I'll let you take half a day off, don't write, just follow up with grandpa and keep an eye on him!"

Cheng Nan jumped up like a little monkey, and rushed out in two or three steps.

An old man and a young man supported and walked eastward, apparently waiting for a bus.

Cheng Shuibei didn't know what old man Zhang was going to do, so Cheng Nan could always take care of him if he asked Cheng Nan to follow.

He was faintly flustered, but he couldn't tell what he was feeling, and he couldn't calm down after being busy all afternoon.

Cheng Shuibei didn't wait for Cheng Nan who came back until it was completely dark, after eight o'clock.

Only Cheng Nan came back.

"Where's Grandpa Zhang?" Cheng Shuibei asked, grabbing Cheng Nan's arm, afraid that he might miss his work because of his fun.

Cheng Nan held the cold water bottle and drank for a while, then recovered his breath: "Grandpa Zhang is going home first, my dad said that I will go back with you today, and I will come to pick you up."

It's fine.

Cheng Shuibei heaved a sigh of relief.

Now that Cheng Wenqiu had promised to go back early this morning, Cheng Shuibei couldn't care less about the few scattered customers. After cleaning up the stall, he chained the big parasols that couldn't fit in outside the rolling shutter door of the newsstand, and went back together with Cheng Nan. go home.

On the way home, there was a small field path. Cheng Shuibei smelled the fragrance of the soil and thought of asking Cheng Nan about his business.

"You went out with Grandpa Zhang today, what did you meet, and what did he do?"

Cheng Nan kicked away the pebbles on the side of the road, and replied honestly: "We went to the east by car, and there are many beautiful big houses in the east."

The east of the city and the west of the city have always had two appearances.

"Why is Grandpa Zhang going to the east of the city?" Cheng Shuibei continued to ask.

Cheng Nan tilted his head and thought back: "Actually, Grandpa Zhang didn't let me follow after he got off the bus. He went to the bank to withdraw the money first, and then gave me one yuan to buy food, and asked me to wait for him at the bus stop."

Old man Zhang deliberately dismissed Cheng Nan, what was he trying to do?

Without waiting for Cheng Shuibei to ask, Cheng Nan raised his head and continued to say, "But I thought of what you said, so I followed you secretly instead of buying food."

Cheng Nan said that he followed old man Zhang into a place with many beautiful big houses, where the flowers bloomed well and there was a fountain.

Linjiang Garden.

"Grandpa Zhang walked to the door of a yellow house and saw a man in a black suit."

"I saw that Grandpa Zhang gave him all the money in his pocket."

The author has something to say:

Newsstand trio, the mid laner [Broken Mouth Xiaobei] stays in the west of the city, and the support [Naughty Xiaonan] follows the jungler [soft-hearted old Zhangtou] to the enemy's wild area in the east of the city to develop!