The ruffian is hard to guard

There was a gust of wind, and it was suspected that a jade man was coming.

The door of the supermarket was pushed open, and the evening clouds poured in.A person walked in with the rays of the sun, with gorgeous gold trim all over his body, dazzled Fei Fan's eyes.

The door was closed, blocking the rays of the sun, the man's eyebrows and eyes were finally clear, a pair of cold eyes, but they were very beautiful, they could be called sword eyebrows and star eyes.The visitor was very young, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a childish face, tall and strong, with vigorous muscles wrapped under a cheap T-shirt, Fei Fan's heart trembled when he saw it.

He looks better than Old Dog Zhan, he judged in his heart.

"You...what are you buying?" Fei Fan felt that he was possessed by Wang Meili, and he twisted his body and squeezed his throat to speak.

"Brother!" Before the man could answer, Cheng Jiadong plunged into his arms, and the little black paws hugged the man's neck tightly, shouting happily, "Brother, are you back from school?"

A smile finally appeared in the man's eyes, and he gave a low "hmm": "I have to go to evening self-study later, and now I will send you home."

Fei Fan was anxious when he couldn't get in the conversation: "Cheng Jiadong, is this your brother?"

"Yes!" Cheng Jiadong puffed up his chest like a proud little beast, "My brother's grades are good, he will definitely be admitted to university this year, and I have to study hard, and I will be a college student like my brother in the future."

"Be humble." The man smiled and knocked on the head of Little Black Claw.

"Hello," Fei Fan hurriedly answered, "I am a kindergarten teacher in Chengjiadong. My surname is Fei and my name is Fei Fan."

The man was stunned for a moment, because the person speaking in front of him looked very young, he seemed to be a few years younger than himself, his face was white and his lips were red, his glazed eyes were covered by long eyelashes, and he flickered like a well-behaved cat .

He put down Cheng Jiadong, straightened his body and showed a little respect: "Hello, you are Teacher Fei? I am Xiaodong's brother Cheng Jialiang. Xiaodong often mentions you to me, thank you for taking care of him."

"You're welcome, as a teacher, you should." Fei Fan appeared gentle and gentle, but there were already many "ah~ah~ah~" in his heart. The tall, handsome, polite and diligent little brother was simply his destiny.

He wiped his saliva, and asked politely: "Is this your first time to pick up Cheng Jiadong, so it was an aunt who picked him up."

"That's my neighbor. I didn't have time to pick up Xiaodong from class. She passed by here every day to pick up my younger brother. However, she has been sick for a few days and asked her son to take him back to the village to recuperate."

"That's it," Fei Fan was thinking a lot, and suddenly thought of it, he rolled his eyes and sent a sincere smile, "Since you don't have time to pick him up, why don't you ask Cheng Jiadong to follow me after school every day, and I will be there after work. This supermarket...works part-time, so I can take care of him for you, and pick him up after you finish your study at night."

Cheng Jialiang was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this young teacher who looked white and tender to be so enthusiastic, but he never liked to cause trouble for others, so he refused without thinking: "It's better not to bother Teacher Fei, I will Take Xiaodong to take the bus once, and let him go home by himself tomorrow." He bent down while talking, and stroked Xiao Heizhao's hair, "Is Xiaodong okay? Are you afraid of going home by yourself?"

"Don't be afraid!" Zhizi ruthlessly stabbed Teacher Fei three times in the heart.

Just when Fei Fan was lamenting that he and his lover had no destiny, another little black paw tugged at the corner of Cheng Jiadong's clothes, feeling wronged. Wang Kui wrinkled his face into a bun: "You won't teach Cheng Jiadong after school tomorrow. I have learnt?"

Xiao Jiadong looked at Wang Kui, then at his brother, and said with a troubled face: "I want to teach you too, but...I have to go home after school, otherwise my brother will be worried."

Wang Kui lowered his head, picked the rice on his clothes, and muttered softly: "My name is so difficult to write, I think it will take me three days to learn it."

Fei Fan's eyes rolled around, and he attacked again with a ruthless heart. He looked at the two reluctant little ones pretending to be spoiled, and said to Cheng Jialiang: "Let Cheng Jiadong follow me after school, the children are too young It’s not safe to go home by yourself. Didn’t a child get hit by a bus a few days ago? Brother Jiadong, don’t worry, these two kids don’t make trouble together, and they can talk to me to pass the time , you can just come and pick him up after the evening self-study."

Cheng Jialiang still hesitated, but looking at the two children who looked forward to it, he finally agreed to Fei Fan's proposal: "Then trouble Teacher Fei, I only have one self-study class at night, and I will come pick him up at 07:30 .”

Being able to meet my little brother every day, Fei Fan couldn't hold back his smile: "Okay, then it's settled."

Will it be love?Fei Fan stared at the backs of the two brothers, wanted to laugh, but his nose was sore.

Because of his sexual orientation, he has never been in love since he was a child. At first he felt disgusted, but later he was afraid that others would think he was disgusted. He accepted his orientation when he was 17 years old. He wanted to have a vigorous love, but he couldn’t find it. to the object.He sees that everyone is a straight man, and thinks that everyone regards him as a brother. He has been searching for it but has been unsuccessful. It was not until he went to university that he found out that there is a dating platform for finding companions.

He resolutely registered an account, and found a few friends who looked pleasing to the eye and added friends. He was eager to try and gear up. He used the skills he used to chat on QQ, talking about ideals and life, tasting poems and making love, just when he felt good about himself. However, several friends changed their faces one after another.

One directly blocked him, the other said that the two of them had different personalities, and the last one bluntly said: "Stop talking nonsense, do you want a date?"

"Appointment? Meet?"

"About p."

"Huh? It's too... soon."

pull black.

Since then, Fei Fan's love life has been bumpy. Cowardly and reckless, he only dared to wander around the platform, talking loudly, but ran away after chatting, never showing his face.

But, when you are young and young, who doesn't think about spring?Fei Fan wanted to meet love, and the two of them walked around the big tree in circles, his eyes were staring, his mouth was foaming, and he complained and sighed three times a day.

Now, meeting Cheng Jialiang who is so eye-catching, even though he looks as straight as a pine tree, Fei Fan wants to give it a try. After all, there is a wise saying from ancient times: everything depends on man's effort, and heaven rewards hard work. A dog who doesn't work hard won't get hot cakes.

On the second day, Fei Fan walked into the supermarket with the two puppies refreshed.

Zhan Changsong scanned the person from top to bottom, then took out a cigarette and bit it in his mouth: "Why are you so happy, don't you think I'm enslaving you?"

Fei Fan sat down on a chair and put his bag on the cash register: "I read a sentence today and it makes sense."

Zhan Changsong lit a cigarette and raised his chin to Fei Fan: "Let's listen."

"It is inevitable for people to associate with stupidity, but it would be even more stupid to fight head-on with stupidity, and sometimes you have to learn to bow your head like stupidity."

"Fuck," the man swears, "I'm a fucking stupid person, are you bearing the burden of humiliation?"

"That's right." Fei Fan waved his hand like a fly, "Aren't you going to the president's class? Why don't you leave?"

"Class is off today, didn't you see it's going to rain?"

Fei Fan stretched his neck to look at the sky. It was indeed dark clouds, and it seemed that it was going to rain.He gave a low "tsk", feeling extremely unwilling to get along with Old Dog Zhan.He planned to make an excuse to go home, but couldn't beat the eagerness to see little brother Tiancai, so he could only minimize his sense of existence and swiped his phone with his earphones plugged in.

The old dog Zhan didn't grumble today, and cut two pieces of the roast sausage that had been around for several days and gave it to the two children.Fei Fan thought that something abnormal must be caused by a demon, and sure enough, Zhan Changsong, who was holding a roast sausage, smiled like a big bad wolf wagging its tail.

"Boys, do you want to eat roast sausage? If you want to eat, help uncle distribute these leaflets outside."

"Flyers?" Fei Fan pulled off the earphones, "Zhan Changsong, what are you doing?"

Zhan Changsong quickly put away Grandma Wolf's smiling face, and retorted displeasedly with drooping eyelids: "What kind of moth, propaganda methods, methods, I learned in the president's class."

Speaking of which, he took out a stack of pink leaflets from a handbag that had a strong sense of the times and was damaged and peeled off, and raised his eyebrows triumphantly: "Look, how is it?"

The pink leaflet is not much stronger than toilet paper, and the dross is thrown off with a shake, and the big characters printed on it are not very clear, but the words "Longfa Supermarket Offers Big Deals" can be read.

But there was a photo printed next to it, with a black frame on the foundation, blurred eyebrows and eyes, and the whole face was blurred together.

"Who is this?" Fei Fan asked.

"Me." Zhan Changsong turned his face forward, "Isn't it?"

Fei Fan glanced at that face in disgust: "Why did you print the posthumous photo?"

"Fart!" Zhan Changsong pulled back the flyer, "As a teacher, you spit out ivory from your dog's mouth, and you don't reflect on yourself."

"Go, take the two brats to distribute flyers, and tell them, I'm a big deal for the weekend, and everything is on sale!"

Fei Fan glanced at the flyer again: "Why don't you print these words on the flyer? It's more intuitive to see with your eyes, and it can also deepen your memory."

Zhan Changsong suppressed the corners of his mouth: "I don't know this yet? We've covered it in class. It's just that the photocopying agency in the market is so dark that it only prints these words on two barrels of milk, not even a word more."

"Then you still print photos?"

"Is the logo good? Look at Laoganma, and KFC. They all use the boss as an endorsement. Besides, I finally made an advertisement, so I have to show my face."

Fei Fan looked at the black thing on the leaflet and curled his lips, suddenly felt that something was wrong, turned his head and asked, "Where can there be bottled milk in the supermarket?"

These days he was forced to help Zhan Changsong take inventory, so he knew everything in the supermarket.

"Could it be the bags of milk that were soaked in the rain in the supermarket last time?"

"Didn't it just soak in the rain? It wasn't broken. I cut open the bag and found two milk buckets and put them in. The daughter-in-law in the photocopying agency drank it very well, and she said it was delicious."

"Zhan Changsong, you are a mercenary villain, you can do any immoral thing."

Fei Fan was so angry that his hair stood on end, but was kicked out of the supermarket by Zhan Changsong: "I was so happy when I scolded me, I have the strength to distribute the leaflets."