Dead after eight years [rebirth]

Cheng Nan was still changing his teeth, and sometimes his words leaked out, so Cheng Wenqiu naturally refused to let him eat too much sweet at once.

But there is no refrigerator at home, and it is afraid that it will be damaged if it is left overnight, so the four of them can only gather together to help the children destroy the cake.

Cheng Nan finished his portion in two or three bites, and pitifully squatted beside him, biting his spoon and watching.

The two brothers are exactly the same, Cheng Shuibei usually likes to eat sweets, he has patronized almost all the big and small dessert shops in Yunan, but it is a pity that the skill of making cakes in this small place in Jiangshuo is still a bit poor, Cheng Shuibei will just eat it It was not quite to his taste.

Zhang Cian also stopped together.

Cheng Shuibei knows that he doesn't like sweet food, Zhang Ci'an has always been bland, and he has no interest in anything that is too sweet or too spicy. In his previous life, he knew how to prepare breakfast, lunch, and work meals for Professor Zhang in different ways every day. He worked hard for eight years , I'm almost ready to be a chef.

"Why don't you eat it? It's... what a waste, Xiaobei and Xiaoci, eat more!" Cheng Wenqiu warmly greeted the two of them to continue. Zhang Ci'an came more often, and he no longer restrained himself from calling people. "Teacher Zhang", one mouthful of "Xiaoci", not to mention how kind it is.

Cheng Shuibei didn't have any appetite and hurriedly avoided: "If you don't eat it, don't eat it, you too, Uncle Cheng, if you can't eat it, just put it aside, if you can't, I'll put it in the freezer of the newsstand later."

Cheng Wenqiu backed down a few times, seeing that the two of them were really not interested, then he stopped, afraid that Cheng Nan would miss it, so he put away all the cakes.

"Eat, eat!"

Cheng Wenqiu yelled with a plate, and the dinner in the small courtyard started bustlingly.

After the meal, the child was kept in the room to do his homework, and Cheng Shuibei fell on Cheng Shuibei to give it away.

On a lonely autumn night, the bleak phoenix tree shines on the lonely moon, and I walk on a country road with my "ex-husband", I feel awkward no matter what I think.

Cheng Shuibei sometimes looks at the sky, sometimes the ground, sometimes at the branches of trees, sometimes at the crows, but he does not look at Zhang Cian.

It was Zhang Ci'an who broke the embarrassment.

He said: "Zhou Xingzhan's father and my father are friends, I only found out yesterday that the magazine was run by him, and I didn't intend to hide it from you."

Cheng Shuibei himself had forgotten what he had just said, but it was hard for him to remember.

In the past, he would definitely have made a fuss, wrapping himself around Professor Zhang and saying, "I knew I was in my brother's heart!"

But it's a pity that Zhang Ci'an is just a little kid in Cheng Shuibei's eyes, and he just wishes he could get rid of him sooner.

Get rid of... In his previous life, what bothered Zhang Ci'an the most was talking too much.

Cheng Shuibei gave a dry cough, and started to use his babbling method, hoping to annoy Zhang Ci'an no longer: "What a big deal. Well, you should learn a little from Zhou Xingzan's flower rooster, don't be black every day. It's just gray, except for the shirt or the shirt, it's lifeless, he's a nice guy, I don't know, I thought you were over 30..."

He chattered all the way, Zhang Ci'an remained silent, probably because he was really annoyed by him and didn't want to say more.

Xiao Cheng was delighted, and was about to go back after sending him to Uncle En's car, when he heard the man behind him who had been silent for a long time say "I've written down everything you said".

I wrote down what, I really want to learn Zhou Xingzhan's Shaobao style, right?

commit a sin.

Cheng Shuibei faced the headlights of the cars going away, and "Kangdang" punched himself on the temple.

……

Cheng Shuibei sees Zhang Cian again, this person seems really different from before, Mr. Zhang changed his usual dignified and dull black, white, and gray, except for school uniform and shirt, he even changed his clothes.

The hem of the blue long sweater covered the loose trousers, Zhang Ci'an really looked like a young, beautiful and handsome guy after changing clothes like this.

Cheng Shuibei was almost dumbfounded.

In the past ten years, he has gotten used to Zhang Cian's unruffled, dignified and upright attitude, and his restraint and calmness.

Such Zhang Ci'an was a surprise and a pleasant surprise to him.

He even had a little regret that he didn't see Zhang Ci'an dressed as a flower rooster like Zhou Xingzhan.

Cheng Shuibei secretly thanked fate, which gave him the opportunity to take another look at this talented boy who had carved a track in his heart.

"Very good, I will dress like this from now on, as I should do when I am young."

Cheng Shuibei laughed happily and gave Zhang Ci'an a thumbs up, so ashamed that he bowed his head for a long time and dared not speak.

Obviously it is, Zhang Ci'an is finally sunny and energetic now, but Cheng Shuibei, who wears promotional T-shirts issued by this newspaper or that publishing house every day, and the high-end hand-made gray trousers are washed white and dusty. So simple and so simple.

Cheng Wenqiu looked at the two people standing side by side, they were obviously the same age, but they were very different, and couldn't stop criticizing Cheng Shuibei: "Xiaobei, you should take care of yourself too, eighteen or nineteen You should start a family at the age of [-] in the countryside. If your family is not around, Uncle Cheng has to take this responsibility to urge you. Stop busying yourself when the goods are finished. Go shopping with Xiaoci and see what your age is. For the clothes you should wear, let’s buy two sets of clothes for Cheng Nan. It’s cold, so you can’t wear short sleeves all the time.”

It's almost October, and the cold wind is getting more and more threatening day by day, Cheng Nan is getting more and more eager to grab the quilt, Cheng Shuibei sometimes gets goose bumps all over his body from the cold when he wakes up early.

Cheng Wenqiu's order Cheng Shuibei would not refute, and he really needed to buy clothes to keep out the cold. The newsstand business has improved recently, and life is a little bit spare money. Cheng Shuibei nodded and complied.

After Cheng Nan finished his homework, he took one in each hand, and the three of them wandered into clothing stores of all sizes in the trade city.

This is the west of the city, there are no high-end brand stores and high-end shops, some are just simple stalls spliced ​​together with three or two poles, and there are foreign trade shops with "nine wolves" and "five-leaf clover" hanging on the wall.

Cheng Shuibei himself was not in a hurry to choose, so he went to a few children's clothing stores first.

The little boy grew up late, coupled with malnutrition, Cheng Nan's stature has never been very conspicuous among his peers, Cheng Shuibei has taken a fancy to several outfits, and his brother's clothes are a bit baggy and can't hold him up, and the more he looks, the more he loses his energy.

"Let me do it."

Zhang Cian, who was silent for a long time, made a move, looked around and asked the clerk to bring some clothes.Cheng Shuibei took a closer look, and it was exactly his childhood style.

It's about the similar age, let Zhang Ci'an associate Cheng Nan with the little devil next door, Cheng Bei, Cheng Shuibei thinks so.

Zhang Ci'an took two sweaters and gestured to Cheng Nan in front of the mirror, and asked the child's opinion while gesturing: "Which one do you like?"

One is a clear blue and the other is a warm orange.

Cheng Nan tilted his head and thought for a while: "This one with letters!"

He was referring to the blue one, with the word "brave" printed on the chest.

Cheng Nan's English scores have always been poor, and his spoken English is even worse. Seeing this, Cheng Shuibei suddenly thought of making things difficult for him.Pointing to his clothes, he asked his brother, "How do you pronounce this word?"

"Bu...bu...Brivu!" Cheng Nan spelled lamely, although it was not standard, he started to read.

"That's right, it's great," Cheng Shuibei looked at his brother encouragingly, "Then what does brave mean?"

This made it difficult for Cheng Nan, and the pronunciation could be confused by spelling, so he really didn't know what it meant.

Cheng Nan chose to ask Zhang Ci'an for help, hooked his little hand, and tugged at the corner of his brother's clothes.

Zhang Ci'an understood, and returned the other dress to the clerk, and put Cheng Nan on the sweater he liked.Probably because of the style, this loose sweater on Cheng Nan's body actually showed some childish nature.

After changing clothes, Zhang Ci'an pointed to the English on the child's chest and taught him to read: "brave, brave."

"Brave, brave!" Cheng Nan followed up seriously.

"Awesome!" Zhang Ci'an praised Cheng Nan, rubbing Cheng Nan's little head.

His eyes slanted towards Cheng Shuibei who was standing aside, and after Cheng Nan memorized the meaning and pronunciation of the word, he asked, "What do you think is bravery?"

Cheng Nan thought for a moment and replied: "Brave means not being afraid of pain, um...you can protect many people!"

Zhang Ci'an pinched his nose, paused for a while and added: "Every day when you sleep, you have the courage to wake up the next day. This is also bravery."

"Sleep, wake up... Isn't this the same as being alive?" Cheng Nan tugged at his sweater, not understanding what this had to do with "bravery".

Standing in front of the mirror, Cheng Shuibei muttered to himself as he looked at his unrefined figure after the wind and rain.

"To live is to be brave."

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