For the favor of Mr. Shen

"It won't be cold if you sleep with it in your arms."

Zhang Liang found two smaller sweet-scented osmanthus trees, threw his schoolbag on the ground, and shook the trees violently, causing the rain of sweet-scented osmanthus to fall instantly.

"Wow!!"

Shi Yiqing covered his mouth in excitement.

Zhang Liang shook it a few more times, and the golden osmanthus spread all over the ground.

"Take it back."

Shi Yiqing: "Pick it up?"

Zhang Liang: "Of course, otherwise do you still want to break it off?"

Shi Yiqing thought to himself, can't it be folded a bit?But he didn't dare to talk back to Zhang Liang, so he squatted obediently on the ground and gathered the sweet-scented osmanthus into small piles.

But there was nothing to pack, at this time Zhang Liang tore up a page of the notebook, folded it into a cardboard box and handed it to Shi Yiqing.

"Thank you, Captain."

Shi Yiqing looked up at Zhang Liang, the setting sun was behind him, lighting him up softly.

He found that the squad leader is actually a very gentle person.

Walking all the way to the factory, Zhang Liang walked directly to the compound of Wanzheng Automobile Factory, and his house was on the first floor.

Zhang Liang asked him, "Where is your Uncle Shen?"

Shi Yiqing replied: "In the final assembly plant."

Zhang Liang: "Then you wait for me here, I put my schoolbag and take you there."

After speaking, Zhang Liang ran to the door of his house and came out 2 minutes later. Behind him was a woman, probably his mother, who had a big belly and was pregnant.

She supported her belly and said from behind, "I'll come back when it's delivered, do you understand?"

Zhang Liang didn't speak, and ran towards Shi Yiqing directly, telling him to go.

"Is this your mother?"

"Ah."

"You have younger brothers and sisters!"

Zhang Liang glanced at him: "So what."

He didn't look very happy, so Shi Yiqing didn't ask any more questions, but he still couldn't help talking on the way.

After he found out that Zhang Liang was a good person, he became talkative. The sensitive Shi Yiqing only dared to reveal his true nature in front of people he thought he could.

"Squad leader, which factory do your parents work in?"

"Is this the cafeteria?"

"What kind of tree is this?"

While Zhang Liang was impatient, he still had to answer his boring questions, walking slowly, as if deliberately delaying time.

When he was about to walk to the assembly plant, someone suddenly ran over. An aunt with short hair stared at Shi Yiqing for a while, and then looked at Zhang Liang: "Who is this?"

Zhang Liang: "My classmate."

"Is he... a child of Xiao Shen's family?"

Shi Yiqing smiled: "Is it Uncle Shen?"

Auntie with short hair: "Shen Mu, are you Ah Qing?"

"Yeah!" Shi Yiqing nodded sharply.

"Ouch! This child!!" The short-haired aunt slapped her thigh: "Where did you go, this child! Xiao Shen was so anxious that he couldn't wait for you. He went to school and couldn't find him. He almost called the police."

Shi Yiqing showed panic, he didn't expect things to turn out like this, he was too anxious to speak.

The short-haired aunt looked around, and when she saw an acquaintance, she yelled at him: "Ask someone to find Xiao Shen! Don't look for his child when he comes back!"

After Shi Yiqing was taken away by the short-haired aunt, Zhang Liang went home by himself.

He and his short-haired aunt sat next to the small newsstand at the entrance of the assembly plant and waited. In the news stop, a grandfather was listening to the radio, singing Yue opera babbling on the radio.

Shi Yiqing looked like a statue, motionless looking in the direction of the gate of the automobile factory.

After waiting for a long time, finally saw two bicycles riding towards this side, Shi Yiqing recognized that the one in front was Shen Mu, got up and ran forward.

"Uncle Shen!"

The panic and depression in Shen Mu's heart disappeared when he saw Shi Yiqing, he got off the bike and leaned his bike against a tree: "Ah Qing!"

Shi Yiqing threw herself into Shen Mu's arms.

Feeling the heat from Shen Mu's body and the different strength of the hug from the usual rush, he whispered, "I'm sorry, Uncle Shen."

Although he didn't seem to have done anything wrong, he worried Uncle Shen.

Shen Mu slowly let go of Shi Yiqing, put his hands on his shoulders and looked at him, then smiled: "It's fine, it's fine."

He sighed a long time, smiled again, blinked quickly to ease his emotions, and pinched Shi Yiqing's white and tender face.

After the uncle in the factory told him, he was very worried. He waited at the gate of the automobile factory when it was time to leave school. Be back soon.

But after waiting and waiting, there was still no one coming, and it was not clear which classmate he was coming back with on the phone. Shen Mu was worried and looked for it along the way, and he was in a hurry when he arrived at the school.

I rushed back and told my colleagues in the same workshop, asking them to help see if there were any children coming, and then ran out to look for them.

Although there was no such thing in the end, Shen Mu was still a little flustered, children really can't be sloppy at all.

I can't wait... I can't wait to tie him on the belt of my trousers and not leave my sight.

Shi Yiqing didn't think too much about it, even after finding out that Shen Mu was not angry, he proudly said that he could come to find Shen Mu after school.

Shen Mu hugged Shi Yiqing stickily to the dormitory to get a lunch box and rushed to the cafeteria to have dinner.

The dormitory is for four people. There are two bunk beds on both sides of the wall. The area is small. There is a window and a desk next to the window.

There are few people living in this kind of single dormitory, Shen Mu wants to live there temporarily, and the director arranged for him this unoccupied room.

When the time came, he would just pack up and leave without disturbing anyone, so he lived here alone, empty and without any furniture.

Knowing that Shi Yiqing was coming at noon in the evening, he went to the shop in the factory to buy a new small lunch box and an insulated box that could hold soup.

Shi Yiqing was coming, so he couldn't make do with it.

It was the first time for Shi Yiqing to eat in this kind of lunch box, a cuboid aluminum box, and Shen Mu made him fried bean sprouts, braised pork, and pork rib soup.

Because they came late, there were no people in the cafeteria, and the aunts who were cooking were also generous, seeing that Shen Mu was bringing a child with him, they would give him a little more.

People's rib soup is full of soup, but the rib soup for Shi Yiqing is full of ribs.

"Are you Ah Qing?" asked the mother-in-law who was making soup.

Shi Yiqing's small face was tender, and he smiled slightly and said with crooked eyes, "Yes."

The child is beautiful, and the mother-in-law praised her several times, but when she praised, she always looked at Shen Mu intentionally or unintentionally, with unclear eyes.

Shi Yiqing couldn't understand, but Shen Mu knew something.

After entering the factory, Shen Mu was immediately followed by mothers-in-law. Anyone with a single married girl in the family knew Shen Mu.

He is good at everything, just taking care of this child, but many people have never seen it. They only know that Shen Mu raised a seven or eight-year-old boy.

Which young girl in the Mood for Love is willing to marry and raise such a big child.

They were all discouraged, and at the same time, they were all curious about who this Ah Qing was?What does it look like?

There were people staring at them along the way, Shen Mu carried food and drink in a cloth bag with one hand, and held Shi Yiqing with the other.

"Uncle Shen," Shi Yiqing looked up at him, "Why are so many people looking at us?"

Shen Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and squeezed his little hand: "Maybe it's because we think our little Ah Qing is good-looking."

After Shi Yiqing came to the factory, Shen Mu felt more at ease. Although the dormitory is small and old, the factory is safe, there are people living next to him, and there are security guards downstairs, so he can go back to the dormitory to see him in 5 minutes.

He is also good, not noisy, and he brought the crayons and drawing books that Mr. Xiang gave him before, and he did his homework and drew after eating.

There was no clock in the dormitory, so Shi Yiqing was tired from playing and didn't know what time it was, so he simply lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Usually when Shen Mu worked overtime, he often couldn't sleep when he was at home. He always thought that Uncle Shen was still working overtime, in the factory, so far away from him, and was afraid.

Now in this small dormitory, the conditions are not good, the bed boards are very hard and the windows leak air, but Shi Yiqing sleeps soundly.

In his sleep, Shi Yiqing felt someone pulling him, feeling someone calling his face, struggling to wake up, opened his eyes and found that it was Uncle Shen wiping his face.

"Uncle Shen..."

"It's okay, go to sleep, uncle will wipe it for you."

Shen Mu's voice was tired, but he still spoke softly, the lights were dim, and his eyes were like a silent starry sky, deep and tolerant.

After Shen Mu wiped his face, he changed into a wet handkerchief and wiped his feet, then took off his sweater.It was the one that Shen Mu knitted for him. It was cold, and now he needed a cotton sweater inside, a sweater, and a jacket outside to keep him warm.

The sweater was not so delicately knitted, after all, it was Shen Mu's first time handling it.

But Shi Yiqing likes it very much, the wool is well chosen, it is warm and does not tie up, it is very practical.

After taking off Shi Yiqing's sweater, he consciously wrapped himself in the quilt and moved in, huddled against the wall: "Uncle Shen, what time is it? Going to bed soon."

Shen Mu smiled: "It's past two o'clock at night, go to sleep."

Shen Mu tidied up Shi Yiqing's clothes and put his homework into his schoolbag so he could go to school tomorrow. When he was packing the books, he found a crumpled cardboard box in the schoolbag.Savory.

You don't need to open it to know that there is sweet-scented osmanthus inside.

Shen Mu asked Shi Yiqing: "Did you pick the sweet-scented osmanthus?"

Shi Yiqing huddled under the blanket and nodded: "Well, I want to make the house smell good."

After thinking about it, I added: "I wanted to fold two, but the squad leader said no, so I didn't fold."

Shen Mu: "It's okay, the petals can also be fragrant, and they can last for a long time."

"Ok?"

Shen Mu smiled, and blinked at Shi Yiqing: "I'll tell you in a few days, go to sleep."

Shi Yiqing agreed, but he still waited for Shen Mu with his eyes open. Shen Mu worked overtime at two o'clock, and went to bed to rest after a brief tidying up.

Two people were squeezed into the small single bed, and Shen Mu and Shi Yiqing, who didn't often sleep in their arms, now had to sleep in their arms.

"Is it cold?" Shen Mu asked him.

Shi Yiqing said in a muffled voice, "It won't be cold if you hug her to sleep."

Shen Mu put his arms around Shi Yiqing, he rested his head on Shen Mu's shoulder, felt the familiar breathing rate, and soon fell asleep.

Because it was an unfamiliar environment, Shi Yiqing would occasionally wake up in the middle of the night. In his dreams, he always had the feeling of stepping on the ground while walking, which made him clenched his fist unconsciously in fright.

The moment he wakes up, he will realize that it was just a dream, and remember that he is not at home, but in the dormitory of Uncle Shen's factory, and he will mutter and call Uncle Shen.

Shen Mu was too tired from work and couldn't wake up.

Shi Yiqing moved his head and pushed it into Shen Mu's arms. At this time, Shen Mu's hands would move, hug him tighter, and subconsciously feel whether Shi Yiqing had covered himself with the quilt.

On the cool autumn night, the crowded cot and the sweet scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, sleeping on Uncle Shen's voluptuous arm, the dream is sweet.

The author says:

There are Q bombs on the arms, the air is fragrant, the dream is sweet, Uncle Shen’s arms are wet (referring to the saliva