Sao Nian, draw your knife!

"Crying? I'll go find you now and send me the address of my uncle's house."

Seeing Mr. Zhang carrying his clothes and leaving, and the little assistant turning into a puffer fish, as expected, absenteeism has become normal since the little goblin came into the house and entered the house.The little assistant scratched his head and began to grind the knife in one hand and the whetstone in the other.

On the way to learn scriptures, killing demons and eliminating demons is the way.

Zhou Dang leaned comfortably on the bench, sucking in the snot that was almost uncontrollable in the cold wind, "Why are you crying, I'm freezing."

After having dinner with his grandfather, he went out of the house and went to the mobile phone store. He turned a deaf ear and stubbornly bought a domestic mobile phone next week after being recommended by the shop assistant. .Since the card is in city c and can only be reissued in city c, Zhou Dang simply changed the number and used it first, and sent the number to a few people he knew well, and took a box of milk as a gift to the small park for a stroll , maybe it’s almost Chinese New Year and there really aren’t many people here.

"Is it all right?"

"Yes, I didn't tell you that my mobile phone was stolen."

"...It's not a big deal. If there is something else, I'll go there now. Are you okay?"

"Oh Mr. Huozhang, you don't understand the sufferings of the people. Losing your mobile phone means that there is another social scum who is happy to go home. With the blessings of the masses, the hard-working and conscientious citizens And to contribute to the man I love the most in this life, it’s not a big deal.”

"..." If you can say so, why not become a broadcasting host, what kind of play, what kind of play!Don't you know what skills are worth what pits?Zhang Ming sighed and sat back in the chair. The little assistant pursed his lips. Could it be that the little goblin is no longer a demon?

It took a while for Zhang Ming to ask in dissatisfaction: "Who did you just say you love the most in this life?"

"Oh, you can only come second anyway."

"The third is uncle?"

"No, no, my cheap dad who only provides sperm, he can't be ranked in the top ten." Zhou Dang can only let himself go in front of his boyfriend. Apart from him, he has to play the role of a sensible junior, gentle and big My elder brother's humble and shy junior, God knows he just wants to hold a cup of wolfberry water and lean on Zhang Ming to spend the rest of his life, close himself and see no outsiders.

"I can't say no to you every time. I almost scared you to death. I didn't see you cry before, I thought..."

"What do you think?" Zhou Dang laughed foolishly, "You haven't had a holiday yet? Are you not afraid of employee uprising?"

"Tomorrow, most people will be released. Besides, the contribution is directly proportional to the income, so why the uprising."

"..." You are the boss and you are the biggest.

"I always feel like you're hiding something from me."

This intuition, are you Conan himself or Sherlock Holmes reincarnated?

"No, I just come to my uncle's house once a year. It's annoying that the family members are nagging and urging the marriage, so I went out for a stroll. I really didn't cry."

"A marriage reminder? Do you want to take me home?"

Zhou Dang slapped his thigh with a distorted smile, so why did he bring this up, "I'll take you home after I finish solving the family affairs. No, let's get the certificate secretly before going home. If I Grandpa and my uncle object, remember to help me block it."

"Okay." Zhang Ming's ears were flushed and his smile was as warm as spring. If Zhou Dang dared not to keep his promise, he would hang him up and give him a beating. Then he dragged him onto the plane to get his certificate.

Zhou Dang ran home trembling. Grandpa and uncle sat on the sofa and faced each other silently. The living room was filled with the pungent smell of smoke.

"Uncle, where's Aunt?"

Zhou Fengmin motioned to the room.

"Dad, what do you want to eat tonight, the three of us have a good drink."

"Whatever, I can live a few more years if I take care of your eccentric wife."

Zhou Fengmin sneered, then turned around and asked Zhou Dang, "What would Xiaodang want to eat tonight?"

"It's fine, I don't choose."

"If you're sleepy, go back to your room and sleep for a while. Can you sleep in your brother's room at night? If you're scared, you can sleep in my room. I'll go with your aunt to sleep there."

"No, no, I'll go back to my room and sleep."

After Zhou Dang closed the door, Zhou Fengmin reiterated his attitude to his father, "Dad, I disagree with what you said."

The old man took a puff of his cigarette and stuck out the ashes, but he didn't say a word. What's there to say, the son can't control the sky, the earth, let alone his father.

Zhou Qing's room was packed with criminal investigation books. He randomly picked out one and opened it. The blank space was filled with experience with a black carbon pen. It can be seen that the owner of the book is very passionate about his major.

The tabletop was tidied up, and the quilts were neatly folded, as if the owner had just traveled far away, and before leaving, he ordered them to perform their duties and wait for him to come back.

Zhou Dang took out a black leather book from the second shelf of the bookcase, and stroked the frosted cover with his fingers. He couldn't imagine how lonely a person would be to write all the things he likes and dislikes into a diary, like a diary There is a living person opposite, forced to understand him, forced to listen to his inner voice, unfortunately, this person has no power to comfort him.

"Brother, I don't know how to adjust the hot water..." At that time, the two brothers lived under the same roof. Zhou Dang was very shy and didn't dare to talk to his brother. Come out for help.

Zhou Qing put down the book in his hand and turned it upside down on the table, went into the bathroom to adjust the water, and turned to see his younger brother, who had just reached his chin, shivering at the base of the wall.

"Okay, let's go wash it."

"Thank you brother." Next door Liu Er has a younger brother who is so heavenly, and he has a very gentle elder brother. Zhou Dang feels that he is much happier than Liu Er.

"Brother, what are you reading?" Zhou Dang wiped his head and wondered what was so special about the book that made his brother forget to eat and sleep all day.

Zhou Qing picked up the book and showed him the cover, "No. 11 fingers."

"Does it look good?" Every time his brother reads a book with a dark cover, "No. 11 Fingers", "Ten Deadly Sins"... If the whole family knew that Zhou Qing wanted to be a criminal policeman, Zhou Dang might think that One day his brother accidentally committed a crime and was honored.

Zhou Qing closed the book and handed it to him, "For you, you can read it if you are bored."

"Thank you."

Zhou Qing has countless copies of this kind of book. Since junior high school, his pocket money has been used to buy such novels every week. His dream of becoming a criminal policeman is his original intention.

But for Zhou Dang, it was the first book given away, not just this book.

Later Zhou Qing asked him what he wanted to do in the future, and Zhou Dang was stunned for a long time. When Zhou Qing asked suspiciously that he had no dreams, he made nonsense that he wanted to be a history teacher. He really had no dreams. Not bad, if that counts as a dream.

Zhou Dang was extremely grateful that Zhou Qing was admitted to the Chinese and English school in C City, that his family rented this small house so that the two could go to school, and that he was seriously thinking about his dream in the 17th year of his life.

Zhou Dang put the diary on his chest and leaned against the quilt in a daze, his fingers kept touching the book, assuming that the owner of the diary was still there.

"Brother, tell me a question."

"Well, you go and clean the bowl first."

Zhou Dangpidianpidian ran to do the dishes.

"Brother, I bought roasted sweet potatoes."

"Brother, I got No.10 this time, do you think mom will praise me?"

"meeting."

"But you are number one again, so Mom should say 'don't be proud, learn from your brother'."

"Brother, you have many friends."

"Which university do you want to go to?"

"Brother, help me with tutoring, I want to go to the same school as you."

"elder brother……"

"Brother..."

Zhou Dang was sweating profusely and fell into the nightmare of the past, the broken and incomplete corpse, the crazy roaring in the crowd, the shadows in uniforms coming and going, the dazzling lights, and the star-browed sword-eyed man with a mean face man.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Brother Qing..."

"Why! Why didn't you die!"

"Ahem..." Zhou Dang woke up from his dream convulsively, panting heavily while clenching the quilt with his hands, his notebook fell from his chest and a group photo appeared, which showed two young men in their prime in uniform .

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