The campus bears the burden

At a loss, Jin Ming took the big quilt and hugged him in his arms, looking at his grandfather and then at Ji Ye, he turned his head and asked Ji Ye, "Is that okay?"

The earnest tone and humble attitude are not something ordinary people can do.

Ji Ye twitched her eyebrows, and tightened her hands on the corners of her clothes, "Of course not..."

"Ask him what he's doing, go to bed quickly, I'll boil some hot water and get a thermos for you two to cover your feet." The old man knew that Ji Ye didn't have any good things to say. Jiang Jitong was this guy when he lived at home. It's also picking and picking. It's just finding fault.

The children lived at home if they wanted to, what did Guan Jiye say, find him a companion to play at home, maybe he would secretly laugh at night.

Hearing that he was going to use a thermos bottle to cover his feet at night, Ji Ye hesitated, "Grandpa, that thermos bottle... I accidentally hit one... Now there is only one left..."

Ji Ye originally had two thermos bottles, which were used to warm the quilt at night.

This thermos bottle is different from the ones used for drinking water. It is a large glass hanging bottle for infusion that his grandfather specially brought from a small sanitary shop in the town. It has a round transparent glass body and a rubber texture on the mouth. The stopper was blocked, and the bottle was hot in the hand after it was filled with hot water.

After the two thermos bottles were filled with hot water, they were placed under the quilt, one was hugged in the arms, and the other was pushed on the soles of the feet. The thermos bottles would be hot at first, so people dared not touch it, so people were warm throughout the night.

But the last time when Ji Ye came home from vacation, she didn't sleep well. In her sleep, she suddenly stretched her feet out of the bed, and by the way, kicked a thermos bottle next to her feet out of bed. With a "bang", the thermos bottle burst.

After getting up, Ji Ye was busy going out to play, but she was afraid that his grandfather would catch him and keep nagging him, so Ji Ye destroyed the broken thermos bottle and wiped out all traces.

Grandpa stared at him and asked him, hitting the back of his head with a cigarette stick, "Break it? When did it happen?"

Ji Ye shrank her neck and said tremblingly: "During the last holiday...it wasn't very cold...you insisted on getting me a thermos and kicked me out..."

"Okay, if you are young and angry, don't use it, Jin Ming'er uses it." Grandpa swept Ji Ye's body with critical eyes, and then went to boil water with a big cigarette stick in his mouth.

Jin Ming looked at the disheveled Ji Ye, and kindly said: "It's okay, you can use it, I'm not afraid of the cold."

Ji Ye turned her head and looked at Jin Ming with dissatisfaction, the corners of her mouth almost drooped, just now he was cowardly in front of his grandfather, Jin Ming saw all his mother.

This guy actually wants to come to the house to watch his jokes, right?

"It can be seen that you are not afraid of the cold." Ji Ye couldn't help but sneer at Jin Ming, anyway, everyone in the school knew that you were wearing thin clothes.

Jin Ming was not angry either, he hugged the quilt in his arms and moved a little closer to Ji Ye, "Where is your room...is it still in the original place?"

Jin Ming just entered the small courtyard and looked around. The general layout of the courtyard is the same as he remembered when he was a child, but some rooms have been renovated, and he is not sure if Ji Ye still lives in the room next to the toilet.

Ji Ye seemed to know what he was thinking, and led Jin Ming out of the main room with arrogance, and turned left directly into another room.

It seems that Ji Ye can't live in that house anymore...

Ji Ye pushed open the heavy wooden door, then opened a layer of cloth curtain inside and led Jin Ming in.

Jin Ming noticed that the floor of Jiye's house was different from other rooms.

The old man lives alone in the main room. The floor of that room is made of gray-blue and earth-red bricks, and some of the bricks are not properly jointed so that a toe-sized gap can be exposed, and small dead grass is exposed. .

But the floor of Ji Ye's house was hammered with lime, flat and smooth. A large Simmons bed was leaning against the wall. When you sat up on the bed, you could see the snow and ice outside the window. An old dark red large table against the bed.

This table looks like a lady's dressing table, the table is messy, there are socks that Ji Ye hasn't worn yet, small scissors, matches and other odds and ends gathered together.

Jin Ming thought of Ji Ye's mother, his sister-in-law who passed away nine years ago... this should be the table she used before.

On the contrary, Ji Ye's big bed looked relatively new.

Ji Ye noticed Jin Ming's gaze, and took the initiative to explain: "This bed was originally a big bed prepared by my grandfather for my uncle's new house. A while ago, the roof of his house leaked from the rain, and the frame of this bed was covered with rust."

Jin Ming thought it was a pity.

"My uncle said he was going to move to a new house when he came back. Don't waste this bed, just let me sleep on it." Ji Ye patted the big bed, it was very soft and elastic, but when he sat up on his buttocks, the big bed creaked The sound was very creepy, as if the grafting of the iron frame was loose.

Looks like it was really soaked.

"Well, is my uncle going to get married after returning to China?" Jin Ming asked nonchalantly as he gently put the quilt on Ji Ye's bed.

Ji Ye shook her head, "How is that possible? Grandpa is just impatient. I heard from my uncle that he has lived abroad for so many years and has never met a match. Grandpa doesn't like any foreign girls, so he has been single."

Jin Ming nodded thoughtfully.

The old man opened the door and came in, with a burst of cold air, he put the big thermos in his hand on the bed for the two of them, "Make the quilt well, Ji Ye, you should sleep more calmly at night."

Ji Ye frowned, "I know!"

It made Jin Ming look like his own grandson.

The old man added another piece of black briquettes to the stove, smoked the chimney up, and the sparks rolled and flew straight out, "Last time, Ji slept with that kid and Ji Ye, but Ji Ye I kicked people's noses and bruises and swollen faces all night, and it's annoying to sleep."

Jin Ming glanced at Ji Ye thoughtfully, and he didn't know what the old man said that made him unhappy, the expression of bitterness and hatred was really puzzling. "Grandpa, it's not that I'm dishonest, it's that Jiang Jitong was dishonest and I kicked him." Ji Ye was most annoyed at taking the blame for Jiang Jitong, an idiot, and he must explain this clearly.

Grandpa fixed the stove and walked out slowly. When he got to the door, he turned and looked at Ji Ye, "You have many reasons, call Jin Ming'er to have breakfast together tomorrow morning."

The old man went out, put the curtain back and closed the door for the two people.

The room was a bit empty, and it wasn't very warm at the moment, Ji Ye couldn't help shivering at the thought of the cold blanket.

That fiery thermos was lying on the bed alone, waiting for Ji Ye's fortune...

Ji Ye rolled her eyes and reached out to poke Jin Ming's back, "Hey, go to sleep in the room opposite. Jiang Jitong will be there in the middle of the night, and it will be warm when you sleep with him in your arms."

The corners of Jin Ming's eyes twitched, he didn't even look at him as he rolled out his quilt, "Isn't it warm to hug you?"