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

When he opened his eyes in a daze in the middle of the night, Kou Qiu could still see the figure of the man.The light was very dim, and the room was still a little dark. The man stood on the ground on the other side, pursed his lips, and poured water on himself with a ladle.

Water droplets splashed everywhere, but the sound was very small.The man's back muscles are very strong. When the shoulders are moved, all the muscles are twisted and bumped together like plates, broad and thick.

He looked at it half-dreamed and half-awake for a long time, and still couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

"...Uncle Kan?"

With a vague cry, Kou Qiu's eyelids drooped again.Holding the cattail fan in his arms, he smacked his lips.

"Uncle Kan..."

The man looked at him with dark eyes.

If he is sober at this time, if Kou Qiu is really just a student, he will definitely be frightened by such gazes—there is no struggle in those gazes, and what is left now is an undisguised desire to hunt.The eyes are like two real hands, which have already pulled the person under him and touched it.

People in their 30s have suppressed these things for 30 years.

When it erupts, it only makes it hotter.

That temperature will not cool down.

Kan Jun touched his arm, and immediately poured another ladle of cold water on it.It seems that relying on this water, he can temporarily bury something deeper and more tightly.

At least not so quickly out of control.

The towel hanging on the hanger was full of the fragrance of soap, and Kan Jun pulled it over to wipe his body, frowning even more tightly.

When he woke up again, there was movement in front of the door.Kou Qiu opened his eyes, and heard the man talking to the person in front of the door, his voice was very cold, completely businesslike.

After a while, he pushed the door open again and came in.Kou Qiu sat up on the bed and asked while putting on socks, "Uncle Kan? Is anyone here?"

Kan Jun hummed, with a serious face, his face was not good-looking.

Someone from behind hastily followed in, and with a compensatory smile, said, "Ju Kan..."

It was a middle-aged man with a slightly raised stomach and a conspicuous bald spot in the middle of his head.When he saw Kou Qiu sitting on the bed, his expression changed, and he hesitated to persuade Kan Jun again.

"Kan Bureau, how many years have you all been fighting in this game, why do you have to do everything right?"

He hurriedly swallowed his saliva and said, "Look, our chief and you are old friends—"

"Don't talk about friendship," Kan Jun held a cigarette between his fingers, inhaled lightly, and lowered his eyes to look at him, "Just talk about the law."

The man's face stiffened.

"Kan Bureau!"

Kan Jun ignored him, nor did he look at the things he was carrying.He went straight to the bed, touched Kou Qiu's face, and asked, "Have you been bitten by a mosquito?"

Senior officer Kou sat cross-legged, shaking his head on the bed.

The man stared at him with dark eyes.

"Didn't you have a good rest last night?"

"No," Kou Qiu said, "Uncle Kan, did you get up to take a shower last night?"

The man's fingers holding the cigarette tightened suddenly, and then loosened again.

"Ah."

It was too hot, sweating was a common occurrence, and taking a bath was quite normal, Kou Qiu didn't think too much about it, and directly prepared to change clothes and get out of bed.As soon as he lifted the hem of his T-shirt, before he could reveal anything, Kan Jun stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, stomped on it, and said calmly, "What are you still doing here?"

Zha Yan's face was ugly, and he could understand the meaning of seeing off the guests here, so he turned his head angrily and went out.

"This man is a piece of wood!" After returning to the next door, Zha Yan still couldn't hide the anger in his tone, "I don't understand human feelings at all... He won't do anything if he is given money for nothing. In the end, where is there such a person in the world?"

He walked around twice in boredom, and suddenly had a guess, "The kid next door, he can't be his illegitimate son, right?"

Cha Gong poured him tea, and laughed when he heard this.

"Uncle, Fang Yang is seventeen this year."

No matter how dignified that Kan Bureau is, it looks like he is only in his early thirties.During the [-]th Five-Year Plan, it is a bit difficult to make people have big stomachs and have children.

"Otherwise, what's the matter?" Zha Yan stared, "He suddenly showed kindness and wanted to help the poor and orphans? I just watched it, and I just took a posture, wishing I could hold people in the palm of my hand, it hurts, it doesn't seem like there is no What a relationship!"

Cha Gong didn't believe it.

He and Fang Yang are neighbors, and he has never heard of Fang Yang having such a relative.We met by chance, how could someone love the other so much for no reason?

Zha Yan glanced out of the window, just in time to see Kou Qiu come out after changing clothes.

He pursed his lips, motioning people to look for themselves.

"Look, look at that dress!"

The clothes are very new, the most popular style at the moment, and the cut is quite suitable.Kou Qiu changed out of the gray old clothes, and now he is wearing brighter colors, his whole body seems to be illuminated, Bai Shengsheng's neck sticks out from the neckline, very eye-catching, like a swan .

Even the scent is refreshed.

Looking at the people passing by the window, Cha Gong couldn't tell what was going on in his heart for a moment—he opened his mouth, but still closed it, but on the other hand, Cha's mother came over with a rag, and wiped the window lattice viciously while still I was muttering, "I don't know what he relied on to be able to curry favor with that kind of person—"

Cha Gong suddenly felt nausea in his stomach.He drew the curtains down to hide passers-by, and turned around.

The provincial capital's work efficiency is very fast. This afternoon, the phone call for the handwriting identification was called to Cha's family.Mother Cha panicked, and hurriedly asked for Fang Yang's original homework book from the school teacher, and asked Cha Gong to practice with the handwriting on it, so that she could practice a little bit.

They don't know the way to do it, and they think they can pass by simply looking at the shape of the pen, so they have placed a lot of hope.Cha Gong locked the door, and studied how to write these words all night in the room, and didn't even sleep. When he woke up the next morning, his eyes were darkened.

Cha's mother couldn't care less, and hurriedly asked him, "How's it going?"

She forced her son to write two characters, then lifted them up by herself, and compared them bit by bit against the window, very similar, very similar.From the corners to the strokes, they are almost exactly the same.

The middle-aged woman felt relieved and patted her son on the shoulder.

"It's okay, your uncle is here. Even if your uncle isn't here, your handwriting is pretty good, so there must be no problem."

Cha Gong studied more than her, his brows did not loosen, and he was still full of worry.

Although he doesn't understand, if it is something that can be imitated by copying a few pictures, what kind of identification is needed?

Wouldn't it be possible for anyone to be fooled?

Mother Cha didn't think so much, and pushed him, "Relax your mind! You will be a college student who is going to college soon, so what can you do if you are scared by such a small battle?"

She muttered, bent down and found two newly bought clothes for her son, "Wear better, don't embarrass yourself in front of others later."

Father Zha borrowed a car from his business partner, and took the two of them to the provincial capital.Mother Cha herself also wore a floral skirt that she was reluctant to wear, flesh-colored socks underneath, and a pair of black sandals. She put her feet on the car and looked critically.

"What's the smell in here?"

Father Zha also sniffed.

"Air freshener," he said casually, "lemon scent."

"It smells bad," Mother Cha pinched her nose with a piece of cloth, imitating the young girls in the provincial capital, fanning her nose vigorously, looking around, "When we go back to buy a car, we must not have this smell. "

The other two people in the car more or less knew that she was fond of comparisons, and seeing that the poor Jingle family next door had relatives who drove cars, they naturally felt uncomfortable.

Her husband was used to it, so he just kept silent; only Cha Gong was agitated and couldn't help saying: "Mom, even if you can buy it, you can't afford that kind of one. Just don't compare."

"Why can't you afford it?" Mother Cha stared, "How much, tell me, I'll listen!"

Cha Gong simply punctured her dream, "At least [-]."

"..."

Ninety thousand.

Mother Cha suddenly seemed to have been poured cold water on her head, and she stopped talking immediately.It wasn't until the car went on for a long way that she muttered, "I don't know where that person got so much money..."

There is inevitably a bit of sour taste in the words.Thinking that so much money might be used by the little bastard next door, the sour smell became even stronger.If this smell can grow in your hands, you must reach out directly and dig out all their money.

The car arrived at the appointed time.When I came here, for easy management, basically all the cigarettes and alcohol in the Cha’s grocery store were taken over, and four bags were filled to the brim. The person in front of him gave way, "A little meaning is not a respect."

The people who came to entertain them didn't accept them, but instead widened their eyes.

"What are you doing?!"

"They're all worthless things," Father Zha laughed, "Look, if there's anything worth looking at, just take it—"

This trick has always been tried and tested, and has never failed.Even if you may not be able to get 100% of what you intend, but you can always avoid losses, use it well, and even rely on it to make your way to the top.

But the person in front of him didn't appreciate it at all, and immediately shouted: "Brother, Brother Du!"

"Doo!!"

After a while, the person in charge came over and emphasized several times, "We have discipline and cannot collect things."

Father Zha smiled, "Disciplines are set by people, you see, ours is not a valuable thing, it's just a little meaning—"

"It's not okay to be petty." The hearts of the people who came here were as hard as iron, and they put on a straight face, and stuffed things back into their hands, "Yes or yes, no or no, nothing you send can change the result."

Father Zha felt a chill in his heart, knowing that it was because Zha Yan's greeting didn't work.He put his things away awkwardly, and watched his son being taken away by them. After a long time, he was released again.

Father Cha swallowed.

"This, this will do?"

"Okay." Cha Gong's face was also gloomy, "They let me write."

But he didn't feel well.When he was writing, the gazes of those people fell on him like needles, very direct, and there was even a bit of stinging disdain in it.Cha Gong has a sensitive mind and knows his feelings clearly, but it's hard to say it in front of his parents, so he can only feel flustered secretly.

His panic became real the next day.

The handwriting identification results came out.The real owner of that paper is not Cha Gong, but Fang Yang.

The moment he heard the phone notification, Cha Gong almost collapsed to the ground.Mother Cha held up the microphone and yelled at the other side, "My god, you eight generations of ancestors! My son is going to go to college, and his grades are his grades. What's the difference? He's the same as the one on the paper." The words are exactly the same!!"

People in the village scolded and quarreled fiercely, and all kinds of relatives were greeted all over.The people over there were not angry, but just said calmly: "Hi, this candidate's parent, imitating other candidates' handwriting temporarily, it is impossible to pass the handwriting identification."

Mother Cha was stunned for a moment, and then scolded even harder.She was trembling all over with anger, and was about to drop the phone, but her hand was held down by another hand that was also trembling.

Looking up, it was his son's tired eyes.It was bloodshot inside.

Cha Gong already had a premonition.Such a result does not surprise him.

"Stop talking, Mom..." He trembled, almost begging, "Stop talking..."

Once you've fallen in the mud, stop trying to wash it off.This will only make people feel more cheap.

Mother Cha looked at her son who was half a head taller than herself, and suddenly wrinkled her face, threw the phone away, and cried.

"What's the matter," she cried, "what's the matter?"

This is not a general punishment, but the inability to take the test again.If she didn't take the test, her son's path would be cut off, what should he do next?Is it possible that after studying for so many years, you have to come back to farm again?

The mother and son hugged and cried a lot.Finally, Mother Cha wiped away her tears and straightened up again, "I still have to ask your uncle."

The corners of her mouth drooped, and she couldn't hide her anger, "I have to ask, what did he do with this matter! —— Such a chance to go to college has been ruined, he must find a way out for you!"

She called aggressively, waiting to vent the fire.

However, I was busy with the sound system for a long time, but it was not connected.

......

Mother Cha waited and waited, and called countless times, but Cha Yan on the other end never answered.The original anger in her heart has now turned into impatience, and she wished she could go directly to the provincial capital to ask what happened, so she sent father Zha out overnight.

That night, she also made up a set of excuses to the villagers, saying that because Cha Gong found a better job, she didn't plan to go to college at all, and started earning money to support her family.It's better to be able to bluff one or the other, than to know all about her family's scandals.

But even with this little calculation, he couldn't survive the night.

Notice was posted.

A huge piece of paper was pasted next to the high school's high school list, with black and white words, which were particularly eye-catching: "...After appraisal, the test paper submitted by the candidate Cha Gong did not match the actual score. It is suspected of cheating in the test room. The circumstances are serious. Special action This processing..."

The news came from a fellow villager passing by the gate of the high school.He rode his bicycle there to watch the excitement for a while, and when he figured it out, he immediately went back to the village and spread the news.In less than half a day, from the west end of the village to the east end of the village, basically everything is known.

"Really?"

"Then it's still possible to lie," the person who said it was beaming, "The paper is all posted - saying that the kid from the Cha family bribed the on-site examiner and changed Fang Yang's and his papers! Changed every scene, just for the sake of it." In the examination room, there is Fang Yang who is good at studying... Oh, poor Fang Yang, I almost didn't learn because of this..."

"I heard that because of the seriousness of the case, I can no longer take the college entrance examination for the rest of my life."

"Isn't that road blocked?"

"Who said it wasn't..."

"Tsk tsk."

"Tsk tsk..."

The college entrance examination is not unusual. Every household has a child who is about to take the college entrance examination or has already passed it.In this way, it is very easy to bring in. When I think that my own children may also suffer from this kind of grievance of being changed test papers, it immediately arouses a heart full of grievances.

What kind of immoral thing is to harm the future of other people's children for the sake of one's own children!

How wicked!

The Cha family is quite rich and runs the only canteen in the village.The villagers did not dare to offend him face to face, so they secretly poured dung on the door in the middle of the night.The original door of the Cha family was a big mahogany door, with two brass lions on the handle, even the manes were clearly carved, very majestic, it was the pride of the Cha family.It seems that walking out of the mahogany door, the waist is a little stiff.

But when I woke up in the morning and looked at it again, the annoyed Mother Cha cursed on the spot——the door was a dazzling golden color, and the lower half of the door couldn’t even see the red color. To smell.A bunch of flies surrounded it noisily, and they couldn't be chased away, and the things on it couldn't be washed off well, and they were placed there, like some unique medals.Fortunately, Kou Qiu followed the man to the provincial capital to do the proof of this matter the day before, so he was not harmed.

Mother Cha took the water hose and swore while rushing.

"I don't know which shameless bastard dirty your grandma's door! It's not a good thing to hide in a nest!"

If it weren't for Fang Yang's absence, this kid would be the first thing she suspected.But he was not at home. Mother Cha beat on the door for a long time but didn't see any movement inside. She knew in her heart that other people in the village did it, and she didn't work that day. Dao's surname, he just raised his voice and scolded those who deliberately destroyed her house.

Most of the people in the village watched the fun, and some even smiled and licked melon seeds while listening to her scolding, and no one went up to persuade them.In the end, an old man who usually does a lot of shopping couldn't stand it anymore and said, "You still have the face to scold others, why don't you think about what you did first? It's embarrassing to talk about Fang Yang's grades for others!"

Cha Mu is stalked.

She finally realized belatedly that she seemed to have offended the people in the village by changing her grades.But that doesn't matter to them, what's the point of eating carrots salty?

"Fang Yang didn't even say it himself," she sneered, "what are you all pretending here?"

The old man shook his head.

"Little Fang Yang, I don't care about you, but when other people see it, how can they not vent their anger on him?" He said, "This is so wicked, even if you go out, you will be stabbed in the back! ——Since Done, you don't want to stand upright and be a man!"

Although he is old, but his eyesight is not yet blurred, he saw a car coming from the road from a distance.The old man took a step back and punched Chamu Nunuzui.

"Don't you want Fang Yang?"

"No, here we come."

Mother Cha suddenly turned her head, and she saw the familiar off-road vehicle coming, and it was not too bumpy to walk on this kind of dirt road.Her forehead thumped and she stared at the car, watching the people in the car open the door.

Kan Jun came out first.

The man's face was still calm, his shiny black leather shoes were stepping on the yellow ground, and he was still holding a cigarette in his hand.Kou Qiu came out after him, seeing this posture, he was a little stunned, "What is this for, form a team to welcome you?"

He smiled and called people one by one, "Third Grandpa, Uncle Liu, Auntie."

Several people felt sorry for him and quickly agreed.

"Hey."

Only then did Kou Qiu turn his eyes to Cha's mother, still smiling, but the joke didn't look into his eyes at all, "Auntie is there too?"

Mother Cha looked at him, then at the silent man standing behind him smoking a cigarette, and gritted her teeth.

"Fang Yang," she said, "come here, I have something to tell you."

Kan Jun exhaled a thin smoke ring and did not speak.

Kou Qiu nodded at him and followed him.

"What do you have to say?"

Mother Cha stomped her feet fiercely, and she didn't want to talk to him about the nonsense anymore, "Just tell me, how much money can I do?"

Kou Qiu seemed to be listening to the Arabian Nights, "Huh?"

"I'll give you money," Mother Cha said in a cold voice, "If I give you tens of thousands, even if you go to college, you won't be able to earn that much money—think about it."

Kou Qiu smiled.

"Aunt," he said, "do you think I'm short of money?"

Mother Cha also sneered, "Fang Yang, don't forget, your grandfather is still sick! Which of his checkups doesn't cost money? You talk to you, a guest who doesn't know where you found it, and don't pursue it." Now that this matter is over, I can still give you some money. You won't throw your grandfather aside just to go to college for yourself, will you? "

Speaking of Grandpa Fang, Kou Qiu's original smile completely evaporated.He stared fixedly at the middle-aged woman in front of him who looked confident for a while, then suddenly turned around and called Kan Jun.

"Uncle Kan!"

The man put out the cigarette in his hand, and walked over with long legs, his eyes heavy.

"Ah."

Kou Qiu tugged at the corner of his clothes, and pointed at Mother Cha like an aggrieved child suing an adult, "Uncle Kan, Auntie said that as long as I don't pursue it, she can give me my grandfather's medical treatment money!"

Anyway, he was complaining to his old Gong, so there was nothing to be polite about.Kou Qiu raised his head eagerly, feeling very pitiful.

Kan Jun nodded.

He unhurriedly took out his wallet from the pocket of his suit. The wallet was well-made and looked like a valuable item. When he opened it, there were more than a dozen hundred-yuan bills and four or five bank cards in it.

At this time, bank cards were not fully popularized, and passbooks were still used in many places.Mother Cha knew those thin cards, and knew that the first one could save a lot of money, her eyes widened.

The man handed the wallet over as if it were an ordinary item.

"Take it." He could not refuse.

Kou Qiu held it and looked again.

"Forty thousand," Kan Jun said, lightly lit another cigarette, and exhaled a puff of smoke, "Pocket money."