I make your medicine

"Ding." The elevator's floor prompt sounded crisply to bring back the minds of the two dazed people.

Tang Ren was so nervous that his facial features became stiff, Li Ze frowned, his face full of resistance.

Li Che walked out of the elevator door helplessly, and was about to lift the sliding cover of the combination lock when Li Ze suddenly held him down.

Tang Ren and Li Che looked at him together, Li Ze pursed his lips and struggled for a long time, then let go of his brother's hand and took a step back silently.

The password button sounded "crack", and the door lock opened. Chen Sumei, who was about to come over to open the door when she heard the sound, stared blankly at the three tall people outside the door, and smiled brightly on her haggard face just a second ago. meaning.

"Come back, come in."

She enthusiastically bent down and took out the slippers from the shoe cabinet and arranged them. Just as she was about to take what was in Lize's hand, she was dodged with a light hand.

"Shen, let me do it." Li Ze didn't look at her, lowered his head and changed his slippers neatly, turned around halfway and reached out to Tang Ren who was also carrying a bunch of things, "Give it to me, I'll take it to the kitchen. "

Tang Ren's mind is not so good right now, so he gave the things to Li Ze without much thought, and then greeted Chen Sumei: "Hello, Auntie." After speaking, it didn't feel right, and added: "Happy Chinese New Year."

Li Che smiled silently, and put his palms on his waist to comfort him a few times.

Chen Sumei smiled kindly: "Happy Chinese New Year, come in quickly, it's so cold outside."

The two entered the room, Li Ze walked out of the kitchen, Chen Sumei looked at him cautiously, "It seems to be much stronger."

"Yeah." Li Ze touched the back of his head, not knowing what to say, looking at the partition glass next to him, he said, "I brought some food from abroad and put it in the kitchen, this, a gift."

He bought a lot of souvenirs during his study tour. Even Tang Ren received a coat of the same style and different color as Li Che, and Chen Sumei was given a valuable scarf. The three items almost cost Li Ze All the pocket money was spent, which is very generous.

Chen Sumei took it over in surprise, and said with a smile, "It looks good, how about the study tour? Did you have fun?"

Lize nodded and replied dryly, "It's pretty good."

Seeing that he didn't want to talk more, Chen Sumei's smile froze for a moment, and then she called Tang Ren who was standing behind: "Sit down, give me your coat."

Tang Ren hugged the clothes, Li Che pulled them out, "I'll put them away."

Although the number of times he came to this house was seldom, he generally understood his mother's habit of hanging the heavy clothes of the three of them to the old place.

Today is New Year's Eve, it's already dark outside, and the Spring Festival Gala on TV is celebrating the festive season. Chen Sumei brings the fruit plate that has been prepared from the kitchen and puts it on the coffee table, "Come on, kid, eat some fruit."

Tang Ren stood up as steadily as possible, "Thank you, Auntie."

"You're welcome." Chen Sumei looked up at the boy who was a bit more generous than her two sons, and couldn't help but ask, "It's really tall, isn't it 1.8 meters five?"

Tang Ren answered honestly: "1.8 meters seven."

Chen Sumei smiled and nodded, "You're so tall, what do you like to eat? Auntie will make it for you."

"I'm not picky, it's fine." In his frivolous 19 years of life, he has never had any experience meeting elders. Apart from trying his best to be well-behaved, Tang Ren's thinking is almost completely blank.

Seeing Chen Sumei's apron, the surviving neurons in his brain were still retransmitting signals, and he said, "Let me help you."

"Hey, no, let's play together. Auntie cooks fast, but I slowed down when others helped me." Chen Sumei waved her hand, looked at the silent Li Ze, suppressed the slight sadness in her eyes, and said with a smile: "You play, you can eat in a while."

Li Che hung up his clothes and returned to the living room, "Mom, I'll help you."

He rolled up his sleeves and was about to follow into the kitchen, but was blocked by Chen Sumei, "Why do you help, go, stay with him, I think the child is very nervous."

Li Che turned his head and saw his little sugar man sitting upright on the sofa, in stark contrast to the sluggish Li Ze beside him, he chuckled lightly: "Well, call me if you need anything."

"Okay, let's go play." She waved her hand and closed the kitchen door.

Cut off from the noise of the TV programs outside, the sound of the range hood in the kitchen was humming, Chen Sumei leaned against the door panel to take a breath, raised her head to endure the sourness in her mouth, smiled again, and started preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Sitting next to Tang Ren, Li Che hugged his shoulder and squeezed, "Nervous?"

Tang Ren nodded honestly: "Yes."

"It's okay, just relax." He followed the child's tense muscles up and down, and looked helplessly at his younger brother who was paralyzed to the side.

It's really not easy to coax one to be mourned and the other to be stiff.

Li Ze leaned on the single sofa, staring at the TV intently, but didn't even listen to a word.

"Let's play something." He said abruptly, nodded with the fingers clasped in front of him, and glanced at his bedroom.

When Chen Sumei cooked a large table of dishes and was about to get some seasonings from the storage room for the final finishing touch, the originally dull atmosphere in the living room had already eased.

She stood by the door of the storage room in a daze, looking at the three big boys playing checkers in front of the coffee table, her heart was bitter and warm.

"Why do you two work together to bully children?!" Surrounded by the other two colors of chess pieces on the field, Li Ze struggled to move forward, accusing them of their crimes dissatisfied.

Tang Ren glanced at his 1.8-meter skeleton, not embarrassed to poke his spine.

Li Che was not polite to him at all: "He is only nineteen."

"Then why are you still bullying people at such an age?" Li Ze watched Li Che block his only movable penis, and pursed his mouth.

Li Che sneered, and took it for granted, "Your brother is just for bullying."

Tang couldn't help but smiled, Li Ze saw it, and began to sow discord: "Don't laugh, you are also a younger brother according to your age, be careful that he will bully you in the future."

"He won't." Tang Ren resolutely vetoed, and his decisive attitude made Li Ze suspect for a moment that he had been stuffed with invisible dog food.

Li Che raised his eyes to look at Tang Ren, the corner of his mouth was slightly curved, the child saw it, and quickly avoided his gaze, and smiled with the same subtlety.

"Tsk." Li Ze studied the chess game with a dull head, and muttered and condemned: "It's so tightly blocked, okay, don't worry about it, hum!"

Chen Sumei was holding the seasoning bottle in her hand, looking at this scene she hadn't seen for many years, her eyes were slightly stained red, and she returned to the kitchen with a smile on her face.

"Let's eat." She wiped her hands and shouted outside, "Let's eat in the living room, where you can watch the TV."

Li Ze scratched his head and put away the chessboard, dragged out the folding dining table from the storage room and put it in front of the TV with familiarity, and saw Chen Sumei took the thick ceramic bowl full of soup, "Let me do it."

Chen Sumei let go, seeing Li Ze deliberately avoiding him, couldn't help feeling sour in her heart, while Li Che and Tang Ren were serving other dishes in the kitchen, she grabbed his hand and yelled hoarsely: "Son. "

Rize paused, still tilting his head, "Yes."

"Mom can't help it." Her voice was trembling, and she had raised her head all her life and refused to admit defeat. Her sharp voice became gentle and low, with unspeakable begging and helplessness. She couldn't ask her son to forgive her, because even when she arrived At this moment, she didn't feel that her choice about Li Mingchen's cancer was wrong.

As for Li Che, her mind was in such a state of confusion that she couldn't even tell what she was feeling.

Li Ze's eyes swelled red quickly, and he looked down at the delicious soup in his hand, which was his favorite soup since he was a child.

"Well, I know." The big boy's voice was harsh, and he looked very dull despite the bitterness. He glanced at the two people who came out of the kitchen from the corner of his eye, said "Let's eat first." and walked to the dining table .

Chen Sumei cooked a large table of dishes, and there was almost no room for four people to sit on the small folding table. She picked up the chopsticks and looked at the three people who were silent, "Let's eat."

Li Ze was not too polite, he picked up his rice bowl and started to eat. The table was full, most of which were his favorite dishes. He picked up the fried pork with cumin and stood there for a moment, secretly looking at his brother.

He never seemed to know what Li Che liked to eat.

Tang Ren had a plate of fish-flavored shredded pork in front of him, and he picked up a chopstick for Li Che, and picked up some potato chips for him from a place not far away that was inconvenient to reach out.

Li Ze curled his lips at his brother's smiling expression, turned his gaze away and ate meat.

The atmosphere at the table was weird, few people communicated with each other, and only occasionally passed a drink napkin modestly, making it seem that the screams of the children next door were especially harsh.

"Are you staying at your brother's house this holiday?" Chen Sumei tentatively asked her son who had never looked at her the whole time, clenched her left hand and rubbed it awkwardly a few times.

"Well, it's close to my classmate's house."

Li Ze swallowed his food and answered as naturally as possible.

"Won't that bother them? It's so compact for the three of us to live there." Chen Sumei smiled and took a sip of orange juice.

Li Ze took a quick look at his mother's expression, feeling a little uncomfortable, and suddenly felt that the food in his mouth was not very tasty.

He hesitated to put down his chopsticks, poured Coke and said, "Move next week."

Chen Sumei was startled, and looked at Li Che, "Are you going to move to Ningchuan?"

That extravagant community is called Ningchuan International, which is a well-known high-end residential brand in the real estate industry.

Li Che: "Well, things are almost ready, and the old house is going to be put up for sale."

Chen Sumei slumped her shoulders and forced a smile: "It's good, it's good to sell." She took another sip of her drink, and said in a low voice as if she was talking to herself: "Ningchuan's house is big enough to live in."

Tang Ren looked at the mental state of the mother and child in the three worlds. He ate a meal very cautiously, and even reduced his appetite by at least [-]%.

After the meal, even the sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding in the room disappeared, and the Spring Festival Gala program played not very hilarious sketches, and fell into a strange stagnation after cleaning up the leftovers.

Li Ze couldn't sit still because of the embarrassing atmosphere, so he stood there and asked, "Are you still going to set off firecrackers this year?"

In the past, every year, their family would go downstairs to set off a few firecrackers, which is to follow the tradition to dispel the unhappiness and unsatisfactoryness of the year, and to ask for a good omen.

"Ah, let it go. I bought some. Do you want to put it away now?" Chen Sumei walked towards the storage room, and Li Ze followed behind. She didn't let her do it, and picked up a big bag by herself.

"Well, let it go now."

"Then let's go together." Chen Sumei smiled and looked up at him. Li Ze lowered his head, met his mother's red eyes, felt a sore chest, gritted his trembling teeth and nodded, "Okay."

The four of them went downstairs together, and came to the area designated for setting off fireworks. Now it was time for reunion dinner, and there were almost no people below.

Li Ze sullenly took out a pair of short firecrackers, rummaged in the pocket for a long time, and said "tsk", "There is no fire."

"Oh, I forgot to buy a lighter." Chen Sumei patted her thigh, "I'll go to the convenience store to buy one."

Li Che stopped her, "I have it, use mine." He handed the lighter he carried with him to Li Ze, and took Tang Ren and Chen Sumei to sit on a bench in the distance.

Tang Ren saw the metal shell and looked sideways at his boyfriend. Li Che looked back at him as if feeling something, and smiled silently.

"Are you still smoking now? Smoking less, it's not good for your health." Chen Sumei was sitting next to her, Li Che shifted her gaze and said, "No smoking, quit."

She was in a daze for a moment, then murmured: "It's good to quit."

Li Ze put the cannon in the right position, and the lighter swayed on the fuse for a long time without igniting. It finally ignited and there was no movement, "Is it damp?" He squatted back again, and at this moment, the first cannon Xiang rushed towards him with the residue, so frightened that he raised his hand to block the spot and jumped out for a long distance, and ran back rubbing his hands regardless of the "crackling" firecrackers behind him.

"What's wrong? It's broken?"

Chen Sumei leaned up slightly nervously, and was about to look at his hands when she saw Li Ze running up to Li Che with long legs, "Damn it, you scared me to death." She then gave her hand to Li Che in front of you.

Li Che looked at the skin on his hands in the dark night, Tang Ren took out his phone and turned on the flashlight. Under the light, there were only calluses left by playing the piano on Li Ze's big hands.

"It's nothing." Li Che dropped his paw.

Li Ze leaned closer to Tang Ren's phone to look at it in disbelief, "Then why does it hurt a little?"

"It's collapsed a little bit." Tang Ren tapped a slightly red spot on the back of his hand, and he couldn't notice it unless he looked carefully.

Li Che taunted ruthlessly: "It's a surprise."

"Cut." Li Ze stood up, took out the remaining one and continued looking for a place to light it.

Chen Sumei watched the three of them interact casually and naturally, relaxed her tense body, lowered her back, and smiled silently.

Li Ze was like this when he was young. He fought with his classmates, fell down while walking, burned his tongue when he drank water, and no matter what happened, his first reaction was to look for his brother. Later, Li Che ran away from home, and the little Li Ze cried and had a high fever39 Unable to retreat, he sat on the bed in the middle of the night, weeping in a daze and clamoring weakly, "Look for my brother".

Until Li Mingchen passed away, Li Ze didn't think about that brother any more, and even began to swear by gnashing his teeth. Those things from his childhood disappeared like a cloud of smoke.

Now he knows everything, and his brother has been found, and he has become the little sticky cake of the brother who opens his mouth about big and small things and keeps his mouth shut.

Chen Sumei looked at the two brothers with tears in her eyes, she suddenly asked the eldest son next to her: "Li Che, is it your mother's fault?"

Li Che was startled, didn't look over, still stared at Li Ze's jumping figure and the fire in his hand, and didn't answer for a long time, until Chen Sumei couldn't hold back anymore, he said: "Don't think about it."

Chen Sumei gave a bleak laugh and nodded. She wiped away her tears with her gloves, her nose was flushed, and said softly, "You and Xiao Tang have a good time, and be safe."

Tang Ren turned his head in surprise, and saw Chen Sumei's eyelashes blinking up and down in the night light.

"Xiao Tang doesn't seem to be very old. If you treat people better, it won't be easy for you. If you think it's suitable, live your life well."

Li Che looked down at the much older mother beside him, stretched out his hand to caress her back, and said softly, "Okay."