young as the wind

Lin Zheng was startled when he opened the door and saw Jiang Luo, "Why are you here?"

With a Band-Aid on his forehead, Jiang Luo smiled, "Happy New Year, uncle, happy new year, and a red envelope."

Lin Zheng laughed, "It's prepared for you, come in."

"What happened to the head injury?"

"Accidentally got it."

Lin Zheng scolded bullshit bluntly, "Your dad still beats you during Chinese New Year? What's wrong?"

"There was a dispute, it's okay." Jiang Luo put the bag on the ground, and greeted the aunt who came out of the kitchen, "Happy New Year, aunt."

My aunt looked at Jiang Luo's injury, smiled, and frowned again, "Happy Chinese New Year, do you have any other injuries? Sit down quickly, I'm washing fruit."

Jiang Luo: "It's gone."

My aunt poured a glass of water for Jiang Luo, "Just stay here for now, it's fine if your parents come, let your uncle tell you."

Jiang Luo: "No, just stay for a few days, and school will start soon."

Lin Zheng brought the medicine kit, "Come here, I'll sterilize you again, what are you using?"

Jiang Luo tore off the band-aid and sat on the sofa. He knew that Lin Zheng just wanted to see if the wound was deep.

"Where are the stars?"

"Going out wild." Seeing the wound, Lin Zheng cursed, "I'll have a fight with your dad sooner or later, crazy."

My aunt slapped Lin Zheng on the back, "Don't swear."

"Can this be called swearing? That's what I called swearing before I didn't become good."

Aunt: "You're still very proud, aren't you?" She bent down to help Jiang Luo undress, "I'll wear clothes with stars in a while, and I'll wash them for you."

Jiang Luo: "I'll do it."

Lin Zheng: "It's all off."

Jiang Luo laughed, "No injuries."

After Lin Zheng wiped the wound on his forehead, he found a band-aid and put it on, "Bruises are also considered, they have to be pushed away with medicated oil."

Jiang Luo didn't take off the clothes inside, but only took off the two coats, and put them in the washing machine by himself, his aunt sighed, "I'll do it, you don't have to be so sensible."

Lin Zheng was sitting on the sofa eating oranges, "Jiang Luo is different from Youxing, so leave him alone."

He patted the seat next to him, "Come and sit."

Jiang Luo sat down and peeled an orange to eat. No one spoke for a while. Lin Zheng knew that Jiang Luo was careful and serious, so he didn't like to talk. He didn't reply when he asked him what to get, so he sighed.

"Your mother..."

Jiang Luo: "Very good."

Lin Zheng turned on the TV, and the voice rang in the living room. He adjusted his sitting posture, "I'm not talking about that, I don't care if she's okay or not, it's hopeless."

"The most I can do is to lend her money and go to the hospital when she is born. That is her life. If I can't get involved, I can't help her."

"As for your father, I really don't like him, what kind of rubbish, but your mother married him, I have a little responsibility, if I didn't go to prison at that time, even if I gave her a broken leg, I wouldn't Let her marry him."

Lin Zheng paused for a moment, then laughed, "It's not like getting married, it's like posting upside down, no wedding and no wedding dress, it's over."

"You must have thought about it a lot, wondering why your father is so frustrated, and your mother is still devoted to him, and now she is pregnant with another child, right?"

"Your mother has been like this since she was a child. She is as stubborn as a cow. She believes in one thing and will do it. Even if she makes a mistake, she will not admit it. She will not admit it. She thinks that her choice is right. She can't listen to it." Others said that they knew this earlier, and why did they go there, and." Lin Zheng said, and couldn't help sighing, "She can't leave your father, I feel lung pain, and I can't figure out what's going on with her , Seeing that your father treats her badly, is lazy, and has mental problems, she also loves, likes, and can't do without..."

"I'm her own brother, and I can't help calling her cheap."

"How can someone be so stubborn?"

"So I said she was hopeless, and I didn't want to worry about it at all. Just thinking about her gave me a headache." Lin Zheng turned his head to look at Jiang Luo, "But you are different, you can't be like them, you have to go out."

"There is still one and a half years of the college entrance examination. I can't stand them before, so come to me. I'm your uncle, and I'll help you."

Jiang Luo stuffed the remaining two pieces of orange into his mouth together, it was a little sour, and he clapped his hands after swallowing it, "Why did you go to jail then?"

Lin Zheng laughed and pressed Jiang Luo's shoulder, "So I say you are different from Youxing, you are already an adult."

He took out a box of fudge from under the coffee table and put it on Jiang Luo's lap, "Eat, didn't your mother tell you?"

Jiang Luo picked up a milk-flavored one, "He stole a motorcycle to get in."

Lin Zheng heaved a sigh, "It's embarrassing to tell the younger generation this. I was young and an idiot back then."

"Have you ever seen people play motorcycles, just on the roof, ride a motorcycle, fly to another roof, and we will play that."

Jiang Luo raised his eyebrows with great interest, "Uncle, you are very young and frivolous."

Lin Zheng: "It's Secondary School."

"and after?"

"Then it fell down. I was fine. The motorcycle broke down. Your grandparents didn't give me the money to buy it again. My hands were itchy, so I accidentally embarked on a criminal path."

Jiang Luo laughed, "Steal