grey alley

Pei Jiajun quarreled with Pei Sanliang again, and stayed silent in the room with a stinky face.

The collision of adolescence and menopause often only leads to greater conflicts, and the father and son have been at loggerheads for a long time.

It was approaching lunch time, Lin Chunli was killing fish in the yard, Pei Sanliang had just returned from the farm, and there was sweat on his forehead, after Pei Xiqing left, it was somewhat difficult for him to work on the farm by himself, and Pei Jiajun was huddled on the sofa in the living room, playing games , Sitting or not, I was angry for a while.

"You came back from vacation and asked us to serve you? What does it look like sitting or not? Don't you know that you have eyes to help you with your work?"

Pei Jiajun pouted and sat up.

"Still playing! Don't you understand what I mean? Help your mother kill the fish!"

"I don't want it." Pei Jiajun disliked the smell of fish and was unwilling to do it.

"Then go to the yard to choose vegetables, don't hold a mobile phone all day long!"

It took a while for Pei Jiajun to put down his phone, and went to the yard to choose vegetables with irritated brows.He did it reluctantly, and he had never cooked much, so the dishes were chosen in a mess. "

Pei Sanliang went to change a piece of clothes, and when he came back and saw that the good food was ruined by him, he became even more angry for a while, "If you don't want to cook, you don't want to cook. It's nothing if you make a mess! If you don't want to eat lunch If you don’t, then don’t eat it, it will cause chaos at home once you come back from vacation!”

After being scolded again and again, Pei Jiajun also became stubborn, got up and went back to the room with a bad face, slammed the door, and there was no movement for a long time.

Pei Sanliang was still cursing on the spot, and Lin Chunli was not happy after hearing too much.

"What happened to our son when he came back? He studies so hard in school every day, and after finally taking a vacation to rest at home, you will be told that his ears are not clean. Who will feel happy?"

Pei Sanliang didn't want to back down when he heard this, "He works so hard at school, and he doesn't make money, so why not just sit in the classroom every day? He knows how to play on his mobile phone as soon as he comes back, saying that he is not happy, and he didn't watch it." Why is he showing that stinky face to his old man?"

Lin Chunli had already had enough of his arrogant temper, and she put her hips on her hips and quarreled with him.

Pei Jiajun in the room felt even more annoyed when he heard the yelling outside.

After jumping around for a while, Pei Sanliang poked his neck and yelled at Lin Chunli, who kept defending Pei Jiajun: "You just get used to him, your precious son is for you, look at his current appearance, except for him now When it comes to studying, how can he compare to Pei Xiqing, let him go east and go west, every day he sings the opposite of me, I would rather give him a piece of barbecued pork!"

Lin Chunli's sharp voice pierced the sky, "Why don't you like your nephew so much that you don't let him be your son? Your own son has been demoted to the mud by you. What is Pei Xiqing? He came to our house five It’s been a year, and he eats ours, lives in ours and uses ours, you can see that he thinks that anywhere is good, the old man is so satisfied with him, why don’t you let him take care of you and die?!”

Pei Sanliang was humiliated by her: "So what if I let him die in retirement? It's just a matter of what I tell him. He will do whatever I ask him to do. Just continue to spoil your precious son, you Let's see if he will be promising in the future!"

"Brother, although he lives in our house, you have no right to order him like this." Pei Jiajun suddenly opened the window and leaned out half of his body, staring at Pei Sanliang, and said to him that "he will do whatever I tell him to do" The words are very dissatisfied, even very angry.

Lin Chunli let out an annoyed "Hey", trotted over and pinched Pei Jiajun's shoulder resentfully, "What are you doing to an outsider like your father!"

Pei Sanliang may not be facing Pei Xiqing, and he said these words just to overwhelm Lin Chunli in the quarrel, but Pei Jiajun could hear the real satisfaction in his tone, he felt very depressed, as if something was pressed in his heart, heavy.

He said to Lin Chunli: "Mom! Have you forgotten how I came back from the time I almost got lost in the mountains a few years ago?"

Lin Chunli paused when she heard the words, thought for a while, and finally shrank like a discouraged puffer fish, but she couldn't hold back her face, and said stiffly: "Anyway, I don't know what you guys think, he will always be here with me. They are all outsiders!"

After she finished speaking bitterly, she went back to the house and sulked. Pei Jiajun also slammed the window, leaving Pei Sanliang alone in the yard with his stomach growling.

Seeing that everyone left all of a sudden, and no one was cooking, he cursed and went to kill fish and choose vegetables, and cook for himself.

Pei Jiajun finished cleaning up the new news in the chat frame in the room, and almost entered Pei Xiqing's dialog box by a ghost. The last record was three days ago.He moved his fingers slightly, knowing that the other party might be annoyed by his endless questioning, but he still couldn't help wanting to send a message. After struggling for a long time, he finally sent a message: "Brother, I had a fight with my dad, can you send me a message?" Shall I send a red envelope? I want to go out and buy something to eat.

The next moment, the other party quickly transferred an account.

Pei Jiajun was taken aback, the upper limit of a single red envelope was two hundred, and Pei Xiqing directly transferred five hundred to him.There is a feeling that I will send you more and you don't want to bother me anymore.

Pei Jiajun knew that Pei Xiqing didn't mean that, but every time he chatted with the other party, the other party seldom replied, and when he asked for money, he responded quickly. The other party obviously received his message, but he was reluctant to talk to him. Knowing how much made him a little uncomfortable.

Pei Jiajun typed slowly: brother, when will you come back from vacation——

Before he finished typing a line, he thought that Pei Xiqing might not be willing to come back. After all, he would only be ordered around by Pei Sanliang and Lin Chunli when he came back, so he wanted to delete the line silently, but with a movement of his finger, he accidentally dropped the line. The message went out.

The other party is typing...

Pei Jiajun suddenly held his breath, with anticipation that he didn't realize.

. :【It seems to be your birthday in a few months. 】

. :【Should go back before your birthday. 】

A few months, too long, Pei Jiajun frowned, but he thought that Pei Xiqing was going out for a long-term job, and it was impossible to come back as often as before, so he could only suppress his disappointment, and replied: [I know]

. :【When do you go to school? 】

Pei Jiajun replied: [After half a month]

. :【Study hard, don't make Uncle Er angry, he has a bad heart. 】

Pei Jiajun pouted, but rarely answered.Pei Xiqing's persuasion made him a little angry, and the feeling of something stuck in his chest returned.

If possible, he really wanted to question Pei Xiqing face to face, they have treated you like this, why do you still have to bear the burden of hard work, they did not bring you back to give you asylum at all, why did you still stay willingly.

In fact, this "they" should also include himself, because he used to be the same as Pei Sanliang and Lin Chunli, thinking that everything Pei Xiqing did was justified.As a matter of course, he should do housework for them, cook for them, help Pei Sanliang run the farm, and handle all the tedious chores that they don't want to do at home.

He lived in their house, and his food and clothing belonged to their house, so what if he did something in return?

However, after he entered the senior year, he gradually figured out from the thoughts instilled by Pei Sanliang. This is not the so-called repayment, but the squeeze in different ways. This approach is wrong.

But Pei Xiqing never refused.

In fact, Pei Jiajun really hoped that he could learn to refuse, but he didn't take the side of Pei Xiqing, because the ignorant self in the past treated Pei Xiqing even more than Pei Sanliang.

It's useless to talk too much, and it's nerve-wracking to think too much. Pei Jiajun buried his head in the quilt and didn't want to move.

The housekeeper had something to do at home, so he took two days off to go back. Pei Xiqing came out of the room at night, turned on the light in the hall, and went to the kitchen to find something to eat.

His wrist recovered well, but he hadn't fully recovered and couldn't do too complicated exercises. He avoided using force as much as possible, so he could only cook for himself with one hand.

There are people in the villa who bring fresh ingredients every day. There are quite a lot of things in the refrigerator, but his left hand is not strong enough to handle other ingredients. It seems that he decided to simply cook a bowl of noodles.

Halfway through the cooking, Lu Mingzhou came back and was walking upstairs when he suddenly caught a glimpse of him in the kitchen, so he walked over to have a look: "What are you doing?"

Pei Xiqing used chopsticks to stir up the noodles in the pot, "Cooking the noodles, the housekeeper has gone back."

Lu Mingzhou slapped his head, "I forgot about it." He smelled the aroma in the air, and said, "You know how to cook?"

"Yes, I cook most of the time at home."

Lu Mingzhou loosened his neckline and untied his watch: "Cook more, count me in."

"it is good."

Pei Xiqing washed some green vegetables, fried two eggs, and the noodles were alkaline water noodles. He found a bottle of meat sauce from the refrigerator, added some seasonings and fried it well, took it out and mixed it with the meat sauce Alright, put in the blanched vegetables and fried eggs, fried minced garlic, raw chopped green onion, and made an ordinary noodle mix.

After taking a shower, Lu Mingzhou went downstairs with a body full of heat.The aroma of the kitchen spread out, arousing his appetite a little.

He drank some wine at night and didn't plan to eat at first, but when he came back and saw Pei Xiqing busy in the kitchen, he suddenly changed his mind. He didn't notice what the other party had made until the other party put the bowls and chopsticks in front of him. Although it is very simple, the taste is very appetizing after you taste it.

The Chinese food made by the butler is also good, but it is too bland. It’s okay to eat it a few times occasionally. If you eat too much, you always want to eat something heavy, so he usually eats dinner outside, and he can touch it when he comes back. After I went to the housekeeper to finish the soup, I just drank it to relieve my tiredness.

Lu Mingzhou quickly finished talking, and praised reservedly: "Your craftsmanship is quite good."

Pei Xiqing: "Thank you."

The two books in front of the sofa looked quite new, with notes on them, not Lu Mingzhou's, and the cover didn't look like a book that the housekeeper would read, so Lu Mingzhou said, "Is this your book?"

"Yes."

Lu Mingzhou picked it up and turned it over, raised his eyebrows: "What exam are you preparing for?"

"Self-examination." Pei Xiqing took all the dishes on the table to the kitchen to wash: "I didn't finish my freshman year of high school. I chose the path myself. No matter what, I might just want to make up for the little regret in my heart."

"Self-examination?" Lu Mingzhou closed the book, Shi Shiran followed him to the kitchen, "You have many channels to choose from," he moved closer to Pei Xiqing, "Why don't you ask me?"

The water in the vegetable sink was rushing, Pei Xiqing lost his mind for a moment, and said: "I want...to rely on myself." No matter what the result is, once this obsession with not finishing the book is over, he should have no Other luxury.

This is probably a sense of ritual for the incomplete student days. After all, there are too many things that have been lost, and there is nothing to make up for the shortcomings.

He refused again and again, and Lu Mingzhou would not rush to beg him. Since Pei Xiqing had his own decision, then he would not ask too much, and stretched out his hand to pinch Pei Xiqing's left wrist, " Are your hands ready? Don’t wash them, save them until the housekeeper comes back. There’s a dishwasher over there.”

Pei Xiqing looked along the place he pointed, walked over to study for a while, "Okay."

Lu Mingzhou leaned against the door and looked at him: "Why did you drop out of school back then and didn't continue to study?"

Pei Xiqing paused obviously, then straightened up as if nothing had happened, "It's nothing, it's all helpless."

"Tsk," Lu Mingzhou walked over, wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, and blew into his ears, "Don't keep everything in your heart."

The waist is very thin, the lower abdomen is very strong, the frame is not too big when measured, and the figure is a little thinner, but there is still flesh where there should be flesh. Lu Mingzhou lowered his head slightly, breathing behind the opponent's ear, seeing that A layer of fine pimples appeared on the surrounding skin visible to the naked eye, with a slight sense of sweat.

He smiled deeply: "You can talk to uncle about the unhappy things."

Pei Xiqing's body was stiff, and it took a long time before he grabbed Lu Mingzhou's wrist and turned around, raised the corners of his lips and called him jokingly: "Uncle." Go, "I'm not doing the next one."

The author has something to say: It is impossible for Pei Xiqing to go back to high school.

His school status has not been retained and he has dropped out of school for five years since the first year of high school. He is too different from ordinary high school students in all aspects including age. It is unrealistic to say that he will go back to school.

Reading is very, very important. It is really a very sad thing to abandon yourself and squander your youth at will, and miss the best time in those few years in a daze.

If you are in this golden age with diverse choices, you must cherish the moment.