Those years of falling in love with Mosaic [Quick Transmigration]

Kan Jun's breathing was heavy, and it came out along the microphone one after another, as if he could slap him on the face through this door.

"That's all."

He repeated it again, beyond doubt.

Kou Qiu didn't know what he was suffering from, so he had no choice but to sit down on the chair and slowly narrated what he had seen and heard a few days ago.The man was silent for a while, "This is very dangerous."

"Yes," Kou Qiu said, "but when Uncle Kan appears...there will be no danger."

There was an undisguised dependence in his voice, which made Kan Jun's breathing suddenly suffocate again.

He began to rejoice that he had just driven away the boy.

Otherwise, at this moment, what is pressing on the young man's face should be something else.

Restless like a kid, Kan Jun never thought he would have such an experience.He laughed in a low voice, not knowing what kind of thoughts he had, and said slowly: "Want to borrow Uncle's name?"

Kou Qiu said, "Yes."

He didn't intend to be polite to his lover for several lifetimes, "Could it be that Uncle Kan won't borrow it?"

Kan Jun let out a puff of smoke.

"—Ken."

His eyes looked forward through the smoke, and the blood in his heart was like boiling magma, gurgling non-stop.

"But you have to know that if you borrow something, you must pay it back."

When he said this, he also seemed to have made up his mind, and choked out the cigarette with his fingers.The man's Adam's apple moved slightly, his brows were furrowed even tighter, "Remember."

In the afternoon handwriting identification, Kan Jun took Kou Qiu to do it.

Kou Qiu dug out the test fragments from the memory of the original owner, and rewrote the Chinese composition over and over in one breath, basically word for word - this body also left the original owner's instincts, and there was no difference in the handwriting.Several leaders came over to watch for Kan Jun's face, and when they saw Kou Qiu's handwriting, they felt more or less confident.

Before that, they had already read the test paper.It is difficult to change a person's writing habits and the order of strokes, not to mention that the child can write the original text almost exactly.The seal of the test paper was opened just before I came here. If it wasn't written by myself, how could I memorize the whole article?

"The matter is pretty sure," the director who was acquainted with Kan Jun said to him, a little cautious, "This is also because we are not good at doing things, and this kind of cheating happened this year..."

Kan Jun frowned tightly and ignored his words.

The director said again: "Looking at the situation of this student, we still need to discuss with our superiors, and we will call student Cha Gong over for an appraisal."

Hearing the word Cha Gong, the man's eyes finally moved.

"Ah."

"This matter......"

"You can't just go there," the man said, his voice trembled in his cold voice, "What should be arrested, what should be rectified, I want to see the final result."

The Director's heart sank suddenly, knowing that this matter must not be easily resolved.

If it doesn't work out, the whole department will have to follow suit.

He didn't dare to fight anymore, so he stood aside, he couldn't help but hate Cha Gong and the few people involved so much that he gritted his teeth with hatred.

After the arrival of the handwriting identification experts, it will take several days to make the final test results.Kou Qiu followed the man out, and got into the car to go home first.

It was the driver who took him back, but Kan Jun got into the car unexpectedly.

Kou Qiu was taken aback, "Uncle Kan?"

The man straightened his cuffs and glanced at him.

"Are you going too?"

"Ah."

Kou Qiu was surprised: "Isn't there a meeting this afternoon?"

He heard the man call.

"Yeah," Kan Jun said calmly after sitting for eight nights, "Cancelled."

Kou Qiu turned his head around again, feeling a little happy.

The car walked halfway, and when it reached an intersection, it was completely blocked by a crowd of people who somehow gathered in front of it.The sound of hawking, shouting, and bargaining...the messy tricycles and big bicycles are parked everywhere.

Kan Jun had never seen such a battle, but the driver grew up in the village, so he knew it at a glance, "This is a fair."

Large-scale gatherings held once every two weeks are often the busiest time for villagers.People from several villages rushed over to buy and sell, most of which were small wholesale items, which were very cheap.This kind of gathering is not only common, but also more during the New Year's Eve, basically once every two days, for the purpose of buying new year's goods.

Kou Qiu hasn't seen it with his own eyes yet, so he leans on the window and looks at it.The driver honked and honked, but for a long time he couldn't move the car, so he had to turn his head around.

"Kan Ju, look..."

Kan Jun glanced at the boy who was pressing his face against the window, then turned back again.

"get off."

The off-road vehicle detoured to the intersection ahead and waited, and Kan Jun took Kou Qiu out of the car.He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with a serious expression, and he was not in the same world as those men who ate watermelon with their stomachs open in the evening, and he was a bit out of place.

It was quite hot, the smell in the crowd was very foul, and small black flying insects were scurrying around in the air, looking for the air to drill.There are brooms and dustpans for sale on both sides. When Kou Qiu saw it, he remembered that the one at home was broken, and immediately stopped walking.

"how much is it?"

At this time, money is still valuable, and this kind of small broom made by yourself is only one or two yuan.Kou Qiu squatted on the ground, sized him up, then turned to look at the man.

"Uncle Kan?"

Kan Jun didn't speak, and took out his wallet from his pocket.

Kou Qiu picked the one with the neatest branches and held it in his hand, feeling a little prickly and not too smooth.He rubbed it twice, and Kan Jun took it from his hand.

"Ok?"

"Look," the man said, calmly holding the dirt broom in his hand, "I'm holding it."

The style of painting is actually quite contrary, but he couldn't bear his momentum, and no matter how many people turned their heads to look at him in surprise, he just took it and walked all the way.

After a while, he bought another popsicle for Kou Qiu, salt water.

Kou Qiu held it and sucked it for a long time, and when he saw that water started to flow down from the melted popsicle, he quickly hooked it with the tip of his tongue.

Kan Jun watched him intently for a long time, until he finished eating, and immediately bought him a bunch of bright red candied haws, which he could not refuse, "I have it."

Kou Qiu stuffed a whole hawthorn into his mouth, his cheeks bulging like a squirrel.

He ate all the way, and Kan Jun watched all the way.

When he got into the car at the intersection, the driver was taken aback by his boss' appearance at this time, and his voice changed, "Kan Ju—"

What is this scenario?

He really couldn't imagine the scene of the always serious and self-sufficient Kan Ju walking down the street with a broken broom. He felt absurd and shocked at the same time, so he couldn't help turning his eyes to the people next to him.

"I bought it," Kou Qiu explained, "The quality seems to be pretty good."

The man hummed.

The driver panicked even more, thinking that this is not the right thing to do!This is really a bit far from the leader's usual appearance!

He had a new understanding of how favored this kid Fang Yang was, "Little brother, I've never seen Kan Ju treat a person like this, and I've been with him for more than ten years."

You are the first in the world.

The corners of Kou Qiu's mouth curled up, and he smiled very sweetly.

The system brat clicked his tongue several times, [Is my heart about to blossom? 】

Kou Qiu said: [Yes. 】

The system was speechless, and after a while he said: [Abba, you were not so thick-skinned before...]

[How is this considered thick? 】Kou Qiu seriously refuted him, 【He loves me, I love him, this is mutual.This is an objective fact that needs to be recognized clearly. 】

The system is silent.

When we reached the village, the setting sun was hanging over the roofs.A round of orange-red and orange-red sun seems to be able to pierce the skin with a little pick with chopsticks, and the full egg yolk will flow out.

Mother Cha went to find Li Daxian early that day, which made her even more flustered.Li Daxian took her into the inner room, took a look at her, and immediately turned pale with shock.

"problem occurs!"

Chamu's education level is not high, and she usually has a lot of experience with these feng shui gods and ghosts. When she heard it, she panicked, "What happened?"

"The thread is broken." Li Daxian showed an ugly face, and showed her the red thread that had been broken in two, "It seems that a mouse bit it off, what should I do?"

She was at a loss, and Cha's mother followed Liushenwuzhu.

"What about this? What is the effect?"

"Influenced." Li Daxian put out both lights with a sullen face, "In this way, your karma will not be reversed."

Mother Cha didn't react at first, but when she understood the meaning of the words, her voice immediately became sharp.

"How does this work?"

She stomped her feet in a panic, "This, how can this work! Daxian, you have to find a way for me no matter what—"

As the saying goes, people are doing what the sky is watching, and Mother Cha knows what she has done.It is already immoral to change her grades, not to mention that she transferred the evil result to her sister, and after that, she pushed someone——

Cha Mu's complexion was distorted, and her heart was terrified.

"Why is this happening!"

"I still want to ask you," Li Daxian said, "what did you do to make God refuse to allow you to transfer the cause and effect? ​​You think about it carefully, this is not a joke!"

Mother Cha couldn't even say a word.After a long while, he seemed to have regained some strength, and murmured: "Is there no other way?"

Li Daxian said: "There are indeed."

Mother Cha immediately lifted her spirits.She is a middle-aged person, with many worries and narrow-mindedness these years, the wrinkles around her eyes are getting deeper and deeper, and the nasolabial folds are also deep, so she looks mean.

Li Daxian lowered his voice.

"Take this, and do the law for three consecutive days... Write down your crime statement, burn it on the grave of that person's ancestor, and pour three glasses of wine..."

Mother Cha nodded and wrote down all these.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt right.It is said that the red thread was broken just yesterday, and as soon as it was broken, the kid next door with no mother suddenly appeared as a distinguished guest.Maybe in the future, he could really point at this distinguished guest and mess up his original plan.

It must be suppressed.

I heard that the man's surname was Kan, and Mother Cha also asked her relatives.Unexpectedly, when the relative on the other end heard it, the voice changed instantly, "surnamed Kan? Which Kan?"

Mother Cha had no education, so she guessed, "Chop with a machete?"

Sounds like a gangster.

"What machete!" The relative wanted to jump, "It's the Kan family! You can't offend their family, whoever you bring out is your ancestor—you didn't offend them, did you?"

"..." Mother Cha twitched the corners of her mouth, and she was a little startled, "It's still about the grades, that kid Fang Yang, shouldn't he be able to let this surnamed Kan stand out for him?"

The eyes of the relatives suddenly went dark.

"Forget it," he said, "you saw him?"

Mother Cha responded.

"If you want to see him again, just call me," said the relative, "I'll go and tell him, don't make trouble."

After Cha's mother agreed, she moved a bench and sat under a tree at the head of the village peeling beans.While stripping, she also felt that she was supercilious, Fang Yang, it would be nice to let the other party come here for a while, and she is not a good wife, so can she still come every day?

But after a while, a car drove up from a distance.

Very familiar.

off-road.

......

The beans in Chamu's hand fell into the basket.

This is really coming every day!

The man at the other end had already got out of the car, looked at the boy, and whispered something.When Mother Cha saw him walking side by side with Fang Yang with a broom in his hand, she felt as if a live rabbit had been stuffed into her heart, thumping non-stop.

She hurriedly picked up the basket and ran back to call her relatives—what a disaster, something is going to happen!

Why did the red line break off!

What about retribution?

While washing the clothes, Cha's mother kept thinking about it.

What she deserves.

Will he be ready to return to her at some point?

She shivered suddenly, and heard the sound of the TV in the room getting louder.The broadcast is still about Huanzhu Gege, Little Yanzi’s fake Gege’s identity has been dismantled, and if she fails, she will be dragged over and beheaded for the crime of deceiving the emperor; the real Gege has nothing to do with it, and even after that, You can still marry a good man properly.

The more Mother Cha listened, the more she felt uncomfortable, so she suddenly raised her voice, "Change the channel!"

Cha Gong, who was watching TV, paused for a moment, thinking that she was in a bad mood again, so she had no choice but to tune this station over.

It was already night when Zha Yan, who was the backer of the Zha family, rushed over from the county in a hurry.The light next door was off, apparently resting, he couldn't bother to disturb him anymore, so he sat in Cha's house with a sullen face, and Cha Gong poured him tea, "Uncle."

Zha Yan hummed, and was not in the mood for tea.He sat on the chair, hesitated for a while, and stood up.

"I'll go make a call."

Cha Gong watched him pass by, and suddenly heard a scream, and looked at Cha's mother again.

"mom?"

He said, "Mom, what's wrong with you today?"

Mother Cha still opened her mouth, staring blankly.Confused, Cha Gong simply walked to the window and looked in the direction of her gaze - two clothes seemed to be blown by the wind and hung by the window of their house.The fabric is very old, and the style is also old. It was worn by Fang Yang's grandfather next door.

Cha Gong didn't take it seriously, and was about to go out, "I'll take the clothes back and send them to them tomorrow."

"Don't take it!" Mother Cha's voice suddenly became shrill, and when Cha Gong got closer, she realized that her arms were trembling, "Don't take it..."

Her eyes widened, staring intently.

She knew the suit.

When I met the old man in the morning, I didn't actually have any malicious intentions.She pointed at the spittoon, couldn't help showing off her son, and said a few more good words; but that old bastard listened for a long time, and finally said, "Ghost knows how your son got his grades!"

Although Cha's mother has no culture, she is not stupid.With just this sentence, she immediately sensed that something was wrong.

When asked again, the old man also seemed to realize that he had slipped his mouth, and refused to say anything more.It wasn't until she forced her into a hurry that she said stiffly: "I think you must have tampered with it and changed my grandson's share with your good son!"

This time it completely messed up.

Now that the relationship was established, Mother Cha made up her mind that she must send Cha Gong to the provincial university—her son's fate cannot just be buried in this old man with one foot in the coffin.So she looked for the gap and poured a bucket of water on the ground. When Grandpa Fang was stumbling, she spotted the stone next to her and pushed it away.

There is no one around, since they don't know, it's best to die.

After he's dead, that kid Fang Yang doesn't have the heart to think about anything.

But who knew, old man Fang was fatally ill, he didn't die, he was just frightened and had a stroke.Since she couldn't recognize people or speak clearly, in Mother Cha's mind, she was no different from going crazy, and she didn't want to do anything else.

Just let him be quiet and bring this matter to the end.

......

Can these two clothes.

Shouldn't these two clothes have been scratched when they fell?

How could she still appear in front of her window intact?

Her heart was pounding with fear, and she hastily locked the window firmly.Looking at her reaction, Cha Gong felt more and more strange, "Mom?"

Mother Cha didn't speak.Her teeth were chattering, she got into the room and never came out again.

Kan Jun stayed and did not leave that day.

He knew in his heart that with his own identity suppressed here, the family dared not do anything to Fang Yang.

But even if it is clear, it is still not at ease.

I don't have the guts to take that risk.

Kou Qiu is used to taking a bath before going to bed, especially now that it is summer, and Fang's house has no air conditioner, if he doesn't wash, his whole body will feel sticky and greasy, and he can't sleep well.It's just that there is no bathroom in the house, and only the grandparent and grandson live there. There is not even a curtain between the land used for bathing and other places.

Kou Qiu hugged the change of clothes, thought for a while, and then called a man.

"Uncle Kan?"

Kan Jun hummed without looking at him, "You wash."

The water boiled.

The water in the basin was adjusted to a suitable temperature. The boy bent over and tested the water temperature with his fingertips.There is a hazy layer of water vapor in front of my eyes, and the scent of soap spreads.

Tiny bubbles were flying and burst with a snap on Kan Jun's eyelashes.

The light is very dim, as long as you glance over from the corner of your eye, you can see a piece of white flowers.

Kan Jun didn't look at it.

He was playing with a steel lighter in his hand, the flame of the lighter burst out, and he pressed it back.He pressed the switch repeatedly, with a calm expression, only his fingers were trembling imperceptibly.

Snapped.

Snapped.

Snapped.

The flames jumped out again and again between his fingers, a bright orange-red color, jumping.

"...Uncle Kan."

In the silence, the boy suddenly opened his mouth.

Kan Jun said, "Huh?"

"My eyes are fascinated by the soapy water," Kou Qiu bent over, unable to open his eyes, and could only use one hand to grope on the stool, "Uncle Kan, can you pass me the towel?"

With his eyes closed, his hearing became clearer.The man seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then there was the sound of the bench being pulled away, and the sound of footsteps approaching.The lid of the kettle was opened, and there was a chirping sound, all of which were amplified.

Someone fiddled with the water, and then slowly poured it down from the top of his head.

"Rush first."

Kan Jun's voice was as serious and flat as ever.

The warm water flowed down the face, Kou Qiu wiped his face, it was wet.His eyes were sore from the soapy water, and he didn't need to look to know that they were red. He was about to rub the back of his hand, but someone grabbed his hand suddenly.

Something clamped his jaw, making him look up irresistibly.

"It's all red."

The man's brows were tightly frowned, and he took a clean cloth to wipe it off bit by bit.Kou Qiu raised his head, "Okay?"

Kan Jun slowly withdrew his hand.

There was still a faint smell of soap on his hands, which caused the man's nerves to jump suddenly, and he turned around and left.He slightly clenched the hand that pinched the boy's chin just now, crossed his legs, and stretched his back straight.

"Don't Uncle Kan wash?"

Kou Qiu changed his clothes, piled the dirty clothes into the basin, and asked.

Kan Jun said, "No."

"Then go to sleep." Kou Qiu wore shorts to make the bed, he put on a new sheet, bent over and tucked the edge of the sheet hard, took off his shoes first, and got inside.

The man was lying on the outside, even when he was asleep, his posture was upright.

Kou Qiu turned over and studied his hands curiously, "Uncle Kan, your little finger is much longer than mine. The ring finger is also longer."

He didn't mean to say this, but the system kept giggling when he heard it, like a hen preparing to place an order.

Senior officer Kou thought he was crazy.What's so funny about long fingers?

Kan Jun didn't make a sound, lowered his eyes, and let the young man grab his hand to look at it, and then compared it with his own.He moved his throat and said, "Uncle is older, 16 years older than you."

After all, this matter made him uncomfortable, and when he said it, his heart shrank suddenly.

Kou Qiu's eyes were bright, and he said, "I don't understand, is 16 a lot? Uncle Kan is still young."

"a lot of."

Kan Jun wanted to smoke again, and laughed softly, "You were only a few years old when Uncle started working."

Kou Qiu shook his head.

"How can we look at the past?" He said, "For a newborn child, there is a big difference between one month and two months. But the later you pass, the less important it is at this age."

He was very serious, lying beside Kan Jun, and snapped his fingers, "When I am 70 years old, you are 86 years old. What difference will there be? At that time, everyone will only be called an old man."

There was a slight smile on the corner of Kan Jun's lips.

Until the boy next to him fell asleep, he still savored these words.Very naive and naive, it seems that 16 years of life can be crossed with one kick.

But Kan Jun can't be as calm as listening to a child.

The weather is still hot, and there are many mosquitoes in the one-story house. The mosquito net at home is broken in several places, and it is useless to stick it with transparent glue. I don't know from which corner these mosquitoes came in.Kou Qiu was lying on the bed, half awake in the middle of the night, tossing and turning because of the sweltering heat and the sound of mosquitoes.

"Um......"

He frowned and stretched out his hand to scratch his face, but suddenly a wind came.Blow after blow of cool wind.The man took the cattail fan and fanned it for him, with a concentrated expression.

After a while, Kan Jun stretched out his hand and helped the boy remove a bit of hair sticking to his cheek.

He couldn't sleep that night.