Xiangyu

After showing the kong, Xu Aojun put the four cards aside and asked enthusiastically, "Xiao Qiao, where do you go to school?"

"Yizhong." Song Yuqiao was playing mahjong for the first time. While thinking about how to play the cards, he had to ensure that the cards in front of him would not fall down.

"That's a prestigious school!" Aunt Zhong said loudly, winking at the other two poker players, "Really, isn't this kid too worry-free? This year is a third year of high school, so he has to go to college, right? Going to college at the age of 14, tsk tsk, that's a must How much tuition will be saved!"

Song Yuqiao really didn't expect her conclusion to be this, she was speechless in her heart, and she was also silent on the surface.

"Xiao Qiao, you can come to play often in the future. I will teach you brother Xiao Song how to study." Xu Aojun said with a smile.

Brother Xiao Song?who?Was that person just now?Song Yuqiao recalled the face of the man just now. He didn't look stupid, but also had a clear outline and delicate features. At first glance, he thought it was some kind of "tear man".

Someone belittled one's own child in front of other children's children. At this time, it was natural for someone to give the child a big hug, lest it really hit the ground.Aunt Ma is that person, she said: "Xiao Song's grades are not bad, right? At least, it's much better than my family's!"

"What!" Xu Aojun seemed to be bent on throwing his child on the ground, and no one could stop him, "If he can get into a better vocational college, I'll be thankful! He's so stupid, he still watches it all day long. Comics, reading novels, playing games!"

Auntie Zhong immediately held her child in the hands of a poker player, and said, "Oh, child, it's good if you don't learn bad things. Does the son of Mrs. Mi on the third street know? Hey, he learns from others and joins the underworld, taking other people's hands. Cut it off! After entering the juvenile prison, Mrs. Mi will visit the prison every now and then, and there are fewer customers in the sausage noodle shop."

"Oh, tsk tsk." Xu Aojun's concerned tone seemed to be that Song Yuqiao was his own child, "Xiao Qiao, you must not learn from those people."

Song Yuqiao didn't know how to respond, so he had to play cards.

"Pfft, see what you said!" Aunt Zhong giggled, "This one is in the cloud, and the other is in the mud. He just wants to learn, so he has to meet it!"

"Yes, yes." Xu Aojun chuckled, and then asked Song Yuqiao, "Xiaoqiao, your grades are so good, where did you attend the cram school?"

"Let's go." Song Yuqiao touched a piece of red and threw away a piece of Dongfeng.

"Departure?" Aunt Zhong hurriedly asked Xu Aojun, "Is Xiao Song also departing?"

Xu Aojun sneered, and said: "Those tutoring institutions are all profiteers! The better the grades, the better the teachers. Qiao Yusong's class is not good, but the tuition fees are the most expensive! There’s no other way, I still have to go, otherwise what if the parents don’t fulfill their responsibilities? The grades are already poor, if you don’t go, you won’t even be able to pass the vocational college!”

Qiao Yusong?Hearing this name, Song Yuqiao raised his head.How could there be such a name in the world?The pronunciation of his name is just opposite?

But it seems that Zhou Meiqi never told them his full name, or they forgot and didn't find out.

They were still discussing how the tutoring institutions that had sprung up in the past two years tried their best to collect the hard-earned money of the parents of the students. Even Song Yuqiao yelled "listen" in the middle, but they didn't arouse their vigilance.

After two rounds, Aunt Zhong threw out a piece of West Wind, turned her head and told others about the fact that the tutoring institution hired college students as teachers to make up the number.

Song Yuqiao touched a card of [-] yuan and opened his mouth. Seeing that Aunt Ma was about to throw the card out, he hurriedly said, "Auntie."

Hearing the sound, the other three looked at him in unison, with kind and gentle eyes.

"I draw." Song Yuqiao said, flattening the cards in front of him.It was his first time playing mahjong, and when he was winning, the pushing movement was not smooth, and the standing tiles were pushed several batches before they were all brought down.

The three aunts all stared round, and quickly moved closer to look at Song Yuqiao's cards.

"Ah! Big three yuan!" Xu Aojun probably felt that it was very strange to lose to a child, so he clapped his hands and applauded, "Hahaha! Give me money! Give me money!"

I don't know what happened upstairs, it was like a pot exploded, the women's laughter could blow up the ceiling.

Qiao Yusong added a few eggs to the noodles, thinking that now is the time when food is in short supply, so it is not bad to be able to make this for a lunch.The only half of Chinese cabbage was left over two days ago. Qiao Yusong only prayed that when the vegetable market started to have vegetables again, it would not be so expensive.

He washed and cut the half Chinese cabbage and put it in the noodles.

Thinking that there was another little customer upstairs, that milky baby face aroused Qiao Yusong's desire for protection and love. He took a ham sausage from the shelf of his canteen, peeled it, cut it into pieces, Into pieces, also put into the pot.

Qiao Yusong brought the whole pot of cooked noodles upstairs. He didn't take the bowls and chopsticks from home, they were all disposable, and they were thrown away after eating without washing.

Power out, and soon, water will be in short supply.The gas at home is in cans, and he has to save it until the snowstorm is over. He doesn't want to use ice water to wash the dishes.

"Oh, our little Qiao is so smart!" Xu Aojun pinched his face, as if teasing a schoolboy.

Qiao Yusong happened to see it before entering the house, and couldn't help being stunned.

Seeing that the boy named "Xiao Qiao" had no expression on his face, and his cheeks were slightly red, Qiao Yusong really doubted that he would burst into tears in the next second.

He didn't, though, and his face changed from an ice cream to a popsicle.

"Mom, auntie, it's time to eat." Qiao Yusong put the noodles on the table beside him. Seeing that they were indifferent, he had to help to fill out the noodles, bowl by bowl.

Although every time Qiao Yusong gave out a bowl, except for Xu Aojun, everyone who got the noodles would thank him.But their attention quickly returned to the game, and the "thank you" sounded like a cough without any real meaning.

Song Yuqiao was already hungry. He thought it was lunch time and the poker game could be suspended for half an hour. Unexpectedly, the aunties held the noodle bowls in one hand and touched the cards in the other. They were so surprised that they forgot to arrange the cards.

Qiao Yusong was no stranger to this for a long time. He found that the kid was obviously shocked, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey, give Xiao Qiao a bowl! I'm so ignorant, how can I do it like a brother?" Xu Aojun found Qiao Yusong standing aside, and scolded, "Do you have any more eggs? Add eggs to Xiao Qiao, the child will grow up , it is the time when nutrition is needed!"

Song Yuqiao was dumbfounded, thinking who is the child?Mingming and her son are both in the third year of high school.

Qiao Yusong curled his lips, turned around and filled a bowl full of noodles, added eggs and cabbage, and of course, ham sausage that was added to the noodles just for him.

Compared with the three aunts who were eating and playing cards, Qiao Yusong could clearly see that Song Yuqiao was "overwhelmed".Seeing him holding a noodle bowl in one hand and drawing cards in the other, Qiao Yusong said, "Otherwise, you eat first? I'll play for you. The winner is the one who wins." You, I'm the one who loses."

Hearing this, Song Yuqiao looked up in surprise.He thought about it, and felt that it was necessary, so that even if he lost money, Zhou Meiqi would be able to explain it when she came back.

Although there is a brazier in the room, the noodles will cool down quickly if you don't eat them quickly.Song Yuqiao was starving. Facing the sudden help, although he felt a little uncomfortable, he still got up and said, "Thank you."

"No thanks." Qiao Yusong thought he was being polite.

Just like that, Song Yuqiao walked to the small table with his face in his face and sat down.

Only then did he realize that there was a bowl of noodles on the table, as if this person had just served it.

Said to help him play cards, but he hasn't eaten yet?Song Yuqiao couldn't help being surprised.

That being the case, he had better finish eating quickly and replace this person.

Song Yuqiao ate the noodles with his head depressed, and put the eggs aside.He doesn't like to eat eggs, but the kindness is hard to refuse. It seems that besides noodles, he can only eat cabbage.

Unexpectedly, just as Song Yuqiao was thinking this way, he found ham sausage inside the noodles!He looked up in surprise and glanced at other people's bowls. Their noodles seemed to contain only eggs and cabbage.

Only this one?

Song Yuqiao was both surprised and puzzled.

What does it mean?He stared at Qiao Yusong's back inexplicably, and an idea came to his mind - he wanted to dig chopsticks into this person's noodles to see if there was any ham sausage.

Such kindness made Song Yuqiao very puzzled. He didn't communicate much just now, so why should he be courteous when he has nothing to do?

Song Yuqiao had never encountered such a thing, and couldn't help but look at Qiao Yusong repeatedly, from head to toe, as if he could find some clues by scanning it a few times.

He had to admit that this "brother Xiao Song" really looked like a "tear man" from head to toe, not to mention his facial features, and his back was exactly the same as in the girls' manga.A girl he met in Qixing read girl comics all day long, and was obsessed with the nine-headed male protagonist in it. Even if this "Xiao Song brother" didn't have nine heads, he should have eight heads in proportion.

I heard just now that he is also attending classes at Qixing?Song Yuqiao thought over and over again, and always felt that he had never seen him.

Is it because he went less often?In fact, with Song Yuqiao's grades, he didn't need to go to any cram school at all, and he himself felt that it was a waste of time there.

But there was no way, my parents quarreled at home every day, but they didn't get divorced anyway. Song Yuqiao was so quarreled at home that he couldn't help it, so he had to go to cram school.

Coincidentally, the manager of Qixing said that when he went to the Xueba public welfare class, not only would he not have to pay tuition fees, but he would also be given a "scholarship" every month.

Why doesn't Song Yuqiao go to something that can make money just by doing it?Therefore, Song Yuqiao started to go to Qixing to attend classes from the moment he skipped a grade and was promoted to the third year of senior high school.

He had never met Qiao Yusong, but after thinking about it, it was understandable.Just now Qiao Yusong's mother said that he was in the top-notch training class, which has nothing to do with Song Yuqiao. Song Yuqiao still doesn't know where the classrooms of those classes are.

I really don't know how long this game will last.

The snow outside the window was getting bigger and bigger. Although the glass inside the house was covered with white fog and could not be seen, Song Yuqiao could still hear the sound of snow flakes hitting the window.

Song Yuqiao regretted it. He knew that he would not have come to Zhou Meiqi for the little living expenses, but Zhou Meiqi didn't bring enough money and said she would go home to pick it up. She taught him how to count cards temporarily and asked him to stay and replace her.

He just played a few rounds inexplicably. It seemed that if Zhou Meiqi didn't come back, he wouldn't be able to leave.

However, Song Yuqiao had to admit that this bowl of noodles was delicious, especially after adding ham sausage.Song Yuqiao quickly cleaned up the noodles, even eating the eggs that he didn't usually like to eat.