A Certain Someone

Except for being a little confused occasionally and having a stooped back, the old man is good in everything.The voice is still loud, the face is still fierce, and the biggest hobby is still watching TV. The channels are always going back and forth between military, news, and agriculture.If another bear like Gao Tianyang came to climb the roof, he would definitely be able to pick up a broom and beat him down.

Originally, Shengwang and Jiang Tian had a discussion to cook, but the old man chased him out of the kitchen as soon as he washed his hands.He said with a tiger face: "What's the matter with you two, just stay."

"I'm actually okay." Sheng Wang struggled a bit, "If you don't believe me, let me try."

"Go!" The old man was not polite at all, "Who will eat a pot of broken belly dumplings later?"

"Don't worry, self-produced and sold, I'll eat." After finishing speaking, Sheng Wang stretched out a finger and poked his brother.

Jiang Tian: "...and me."

The old man rolled his eyes: "No one cares about you except Xiao Tian."

Sheng Wang hooked Jiang Tian's shoulder, leaned against the kitchen door and smiled.The old man gestured towards them with a kitchen knife, and then called out the mute who had just entered with a loud voice.

In fact, every time Shengwang went back to his hometown in the past few years, he would pass by Wutong. The old man was not there, and Boss Xile Zhao was not there. He was afraid that his life as a mute would become boring and difficult.It just so happened that every time he came, the door of this small courtyard was locked, and the mute never knew where he was busy, picking up waste, or tending his small vegetable field.

It was only later that Sheng Wang heard from Zhao Xi that his parents couldn’t stay in Beijing at all. When they got better, they went to Jiangsu. They stayed in their hometown for several months every year, half because they couldn’t let go of joy, and half because of this loneliness. dumb friend.

When Sheng Wang heard those words, he felt that the bond of friendship between people is often deeper and longer than it seems.

The mute is very happy these few days. From his perspective, all the neighbors and friends he is familiar with have gone home, batch after batch, and it is very lively, which is what it should be like during the Chinese New Year.

He has been nesting in joy lately.Boss Zhao has brought a large batch of high-quality longan and candied dates, and he is helping to pack and seal them.On New Year's Eve, I brought two big bags back, one for the old man and one for the two younger ones.

Sheng Wang and Jiang Tian actually don't like to eat too sweet food, but they are very happy with it.Because they know that for people of dumb's age, the best New Year's blessing is that every day in the future will be sweet.

The two are not good at preparing New Year's gifts for their elders. They bought supplements in a proper manner. After all, what they hope most is for the old people to live a long life.But while waiting for dinner, he changed his mind, sneaked to the nearest mall, and bought two smart phones suitable for the elderly.

Needless to say, old man Ding has been using it all the time, just give him an update.As for the dumb...

They just couldn't see his lonely appearance, especially when the bustle was over, he stood there babbling and gesticulating and waving his hands, making it hard for anyone to leave.Although he can't make calls with his mobile phone, he can write and write anyway.

Sheng Wang adjusted the input method for him, and taught him how to use it step by step: "You can chat about whatever you want, you can send it to Boss Zhao, old hair, me or Jiang Tian."

The mute and the old man were so excited to get the new gadget, they sat in the small rattan chair and sent messages face to face all afternoon, which was more efficient than the self-created sign language.

Jiang Tian pointed to the old man's back and said, "Does this look familiar?"

Sheng Wang raised a question mark on his forehead: "No, what's wrong?"

Jiang Tian: "I look familiar."

"Why?" The young master asked seriously.

As a result, Dr. Jiang said flatly: "You used to be in this posture when you were bored in class and your hair was boring on WeChat."

Sheng Wang: "..."

He was silent for two seconds, took the freshly peeled orange in his mouth, and beat his brother out with the orange peel.

This day's dinner was ordered at a private kitchen restaurant, the owner is an old Beijinger, Sheng Wang especially liked his family's fried red fruit, boiled shrimp balls and pea yellow when he was a child, and ordered to eat it every three days.Except that Sheng Mingyang didn't have time to accompany him, he could satisfy all requirements, and he became friendly with the boss every time he came and went.

In fact, Shengwang’s tastes changed when he got older, but the update of old comrades’ information is like changing mobile phones, always a few steps behind young people, still stuck in many years ago, stubbornly remembering those three dishes.

This should be the most crowded New Year's Eve dinner in the past few years. Sheng Wang brought the old man and the dumb, but it was not lively. After all, Comrade Sheng Mingyang still had a bit of anxieties in his heart, and the chat was all supported by emotional intelligence. Recall the content It sounds dull, not pleasant, not dull, mostly innocuous stuff.

The old comrades have done a lot of socializing and have a bit of an "occupational disease".So at the end, he didn't hold back, and tried to push——

He shook the last bit of wine in the glass, seemingly unintentionally asked: "Has Xiaotian not graduated yet?"

Jiang Tian nodded and said, "There are still two years."

"Then you have to leave after finishing the project?"

"Correct."

The old comrade said "oh", took a sip of his wine, and gave his son a meaningful look, but his son suddenly said, "Since we're talking, let me tell you first."

Sheng Mingyang's intuition was not good, he paused the finger holding the cup, and asked, "What did you say?"

Sheng Wang said, "I might go out at that time."

Sheng Mingyang was full of lawsuits: "What do you mean, go out too? What are you going out for?"

"The company has expatriates." Sheng Wang said, "I chatted with them a while ago..."

Sheng Mingyang vomited a mouthful of blood in his heart, and silently put down the cup.The old comrade didn't want to hear what nonsense he was talking about, he only knew that he regretted it for a moment.

He seemed to be playing a game of fancy billiards. He hit a black one with one pole, twisted and turned for a long time on the edge of the table, and then hit a white one with a bang, and then both of them went into the pockets.When Jiang Tian was sent out, who would have thought that there would be such a devious follow-up. After more than six years, Sheng Wang was finally sent out.

But he couldn't say anything to refute, after all, he played the first shot himself.

The owner of the restaurant kindly gave them a whole meal of sheep scorpions, and the old comrades ate a little while chatting, and after eating, they got angry and had a sore mouth.Especially when he went home and saw the two little ones entered the same room, he felt even more pain.

In comparison, Sheng Wang was in a pretty good mood.

Although the atmosphere of the New Year's Eve dinner is far from "happy and harmonious", this is all expected.The fact that they were able to sit at the same table and eat a full meal in itself meant the beginning of the melting of the iceberg.

In addition, at exactly 12 o'clock on New Year's Eve, Jiang Tian received Jiang Ou's WeChat. The content was actually very simple. It was nothing more than wishing his son a happy new year and telling him to rest.Just added an extra sentence at the end of the blessing.

She said: I drank all the bars, remember to soak some honey water, so as not to have a headache tomorrow.

Although it was only sent to one person, it was clearly not addressed to one person.Maybe it's just a simple exhortation, nothing else.But when Sheng Wang saw this sentence, he felt inexplicably that in another year or two, maybe they could really sit together and have a good meal of dumplings like that night outside Wutong many years ago.

On the morning of the second day of the new year, Sheng Wang set an alarm clock, but he accidentally got up a little late.

It was past 8 o'clock when he opened his eyes, the door of the downstairs bedroom was open, the bedding was neatly spread, Sheng Mingyang had already set off to catch an early flight, and he didn't have time to have breakfast with his son before leaving.

Of course, it may be that he didn't want to eat it on purpose, after all, the old comrade was still getting angry, and his mouth had a big burn.

Not long after the air conditioner was turned off, Shengwang turned it on one by one, looking for food downstairs in sweater and trousers.He grabbed his hair and flipped the pot in the kitchen, then turned to the refrigerator, and saw the note pressed on it.

Sheng Mingyang wrote a good handwriting that Sheng Wang didn't inherit. Compared with Jiang Tian's, he is thicker and more rounded, and he looks like a businessman:

"Catch the flight, and the return date is uncertain. If you don't arrive home on the seventh day of the lunar new year, you and Xiaotian will go to Beijing by yourself. ——Dad"

When Sheng Wang was pinching the note, Jiang Tian came over with the smell of mint after washing.A certain young master likes to turn on the air conditioner all night. When he wakes up in the morning, his throat is dry and hot. Turning on the humidifier is useless.

Jiang Tian took a bottle of water from the refrigerator and unscrewed it, took two sips to moisten his throat, and then asked, "Your father kept it?"

"Yeah." Sheng Wang's voice was still hoarse, "You haven't read his note before, have you? Let me translate it for you, which means I'm leaving, you two can take care of yourself, get out as soon as the vacation is over. .”

Jiang Tian responded briefly and vaguely, then touched someone's lower lip with the mouth of the bottle and asked, "Did you not drink any water?"

"Oh, I forgot." Sheng Wang took a few sips from his hand, "I said why I have such a hoarse voice, and I thought you did something secretly while I was asleep."

After he finished speaking, he still wanted to drink, but Jiang Tian had already withdrawn the bottle and turned away.

The eldest young master finished his drink, and followed with a smile: "Don't run away, Dr. Jiang, why are you so involuntary?"

Jiang Tian turned on the TV, sat down on the sofa with a half bottle of water, and picked up the app with the remote control: "I have the ability to tease you in front of your father."

"That won't work, middle-aged and elderly people have poor heart conditions, so don't get angry about blood clots." Sheng Wang took the water bottle from his hand and said, "Besides, in the eyes of Comrade Sheng Mingyang, his son is gentle and polite, and he doesn't know how to play hooligans. If there is something, it must be someone else's problem."

After he finished speaking, he pondered for a while, and said to Jiang Tian: "I can almost imagine the image of you in my dad's mind."

Jiang Tian: "..."

The young master thought for a while with the mouth of the bottle in his mouth and said, "You have been wronged. In order to make up for it, I decided to make you breakfast myself. Are you happy?"

Dr. Jiang was not happy. He glanced at someone, took out his phone and started looking for takeaways.Sheng Wang put the water bottle aside, put one knee on the sofa and went to hug his neck: "What do you mean by ordering takeout?"

Jiang Tian was held between his elbows, his Adam's apple twitched slightly and he laughed lowly.

Although Jiang Tian didn't have any hope for someone's cooking skills, he reluctantly agreed to be a guinea pig. Anyway, someone and old man Ding teamed up to feed him all kinds of weird things back then, and this time is not bad.

After all, he was the boyfriend he chose, so what else could he do.

Jiang Tian wanted to use "help" as an excuse to go to the kitchen to watch, but someone directly locked the sliding door and gestured to him "please" through the glass, signaling him to stay away and not to interfere, so he had no choice but to give up.

In fact, there was a reason for Sheng Wang to do this. As soon as Jiang Tian left, he took out his mobile phone from his trousers pocket, opened WeChat to chat with Gao Tianyang and the others.

The large group in Class A of the attached high school danced happily these few days, for no other reason, but the date of returning to school was uncertain.Most of the people in the class are free from the third to fifth day of junior high school. The more choices there are, the harder it is to settle down.

Out of selfishness, Sheng Wang wanted Gao Tianyang and Song Sirui to guide them calmly in the group. It would be best to set the reunion tomorrow, because tomorrow is Jiang Tian's birthday.

Simple and unpretentious Gao Tianyang: That's easy to handle!Wouldn't it be enough to say Brother Tim's birthday in the group?

I don't want this hand: don't, it's too high-profile.I'm afraid he won't go if he knows.

Da Song: Why?Isn't it a joy to celebrate your birthday?

Sheng Wang hung his thumb on the keyboard, remembering what he heard before returning to Jiangsu——

They only came back for a week, and the cat's son would easily get sick if he changed the environment in a hurry, so before leaving, he entrusted the Menka to Chen Chen, Jiang Tian's doctoral brother.Chen Chen would send a short video to the two of them every day when he fed the cat, so he and Sheng Wang got acquainted and chatted occasionally.That day's conversation just happened to come up, and Chen Chen said something that made Sheng Wang feel sad for a long time quietly.

He said: Jiang Tian never celebrates his birthday. The more he prepares, the more he hides. He often disappears a few days in advance. I don’t know why he is so repulsive.

Sheng Wang stood with downcast eyes for a while, pinched his joints and typed: Anyway, don't mention it

Fortunately, Gao Tianyang and Song Sirui knew them well, and they could guess some things without telling them.The two didn't ask any more questions, nor kept a high profile.Chong Shengwang made an "OK" expression, then went back to the class group, and after a few words got mixed up, the back-to-school day was set.