young as the wind

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Jiang Luo went up with the soy sauce, the atmosphere in the living room was not right, he looked at Mother Jiang.

Mother Jiang took the soy sauce and gave him a look, "Why did you buy it for so long?"

Jiang Luo bent over to change his shoes, "The convenience store below is not open, so I ran a little farther away."

When he straightened up, he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance on his body.

It was stained when holding Yehe.

After a pause, he suddenly understood. He wanted to laugh a little, and even quietly asked him to get the same type of laundry detergent.

But in fact, Blue Moon was bought by Jiang's mother. He didn't like it very much, because he had used it for too many years.

It was Ye He's body today, he thought it smelled good.

Father Jiang: "I think you're in a good mood? You're going to go home and take care of the kids right away! Are you still acting like a fool, laughing?"

Grandma patted his hand, her voice was weak, "Don't say that, the child is wonderful, and he didn't do anything wrong, it's just that my body is really bad, and now I hold the child hard..."

"I don't dare to have an accident with you, do you know?" Grandma said and started to cry again, "If it fails with you, your two elder brothers will have trouble and beat you."

Mother Jiang said with a cold face: "Don't talk about it when it's Chinese New Year, it's unlucky."

Grandma sniffed and cried, "Is this auspicious or not? My body is just like this. I took off my shoes and went to bed today. I don't know if I can get up tomorrow."

"Your dad and I are half buried in the ground. How old are we this year, 83! How long can 83 live?"

"Jiang Luo." Grandma shouted: "Come sit here with grandma, grandma told you, I will support you now, because if I don't bring it, you will have to drop out of school and take care of your children when you go back to your hometown..."

Hearing these words, Jiang Luo felt down because of Ye He's uplift just now downstairs, and he didn't know what to say.

Grandma: "But I really don't know how long I can last."

Father Jiang pulled his face, "Okay, Mom, stop talking."

Grandma stood up with her waist supported, "I'm going to sleep, I don't have any strength at all."

Father Jiang: "Take the medicine."

Grandma: "Your dad will bring it in for me later, you can eat."

Mother Jiang gave the bowl to Jiang Luo, "Go to the kitchen to scoop up, there are still a lot."

There was a slight noise in the room, Jiang's mother hurried over, hugged Xiao Hai and continued to coax her.

She hasn't eaten either.

Jiang Luo scooped up a dozen and ate them in the kitchen, they were not as delicious as Ye He's.

There are no Lucky Wheat Dumplings either.

The living room was quiet, and Jiang's father turned off the TV.

The atmosphere was extremely depressing.

Jiang Luo was a little angry for no reason, lost control of her emotions, really annoying, annoying!

The child was born by themselves, why is it so easy to tell him to drop out of school and come back to take care of the child?

Isn't he "dedicated" enough?

In the third year of high school, so tired and so busy, he came back to cook for them. Since Xiaohai was born, he has given Jiang’s mother [-] yuan intermittently. Since the holidays, he has hugged Xiaohai every day, because he is a boy with great strength. It would be exhausting, let him hug for four or five hours, and wash the dishes after hugging... Jiang Luo could hardly suppress the resentment, leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

Now you want to cut off his future and pull him back to take care of the child?

Why.

Why?

He studied hard, wanted a better life, and became a better person. They gave birth to a child, and he was responsible for it!Irresponsibility is a beast, unfilial, and unworthy of being a human being.

Jiang Luo took a deep breath, and kept saying in his brain: "Don't think about it, don't think about it, don't think about it..."

After 1 minute, he calmed down. He sat on the small stool and ate the dumplings in silence.

He couldn't bear it anymore, maybe he was about to leave here, or maybe he had accumulated too much and couldn't bear it anymore.

He was indifferent when he heard these words before, but now he can't control his anger.

Thaks believed what grandma said, and he also believed what Jiang's father said, and they would let him drop out of school.

Not the first time either.

Jiang Luo slept in the living room at night, his emotions were affected, he couldn't concentrate on reading, so he took out his phone to reply to the message.

Many classmates sent him New Year's greetings, and Jiang Luo replied all of them. He didn't know the girl with a cat face, and he didn't remember when he added it, and he didn't write a note.

-Happy New Year.

Just about to quit, the girl replied to him in seconds:

-Do you know who I am?

-have no idea.

- Then take a guess.

Jiang Luo returned his expression and withdrew.

There were a lot of messages from the boss on WeChat, and there were a few voice messages: "Jiang Luo, I have something to do in the third grade of junior high school, and I'm not in the store. If you want to play, go."

"There are a few bottles of wine in the cabinet, you can drink too."

Jiang Luo asked him where he was going.

The boss seemed to be drunk, and his speech was very vague: "I'm not going anywhere, my boyfriend's house, hiccup."

"Oh, it's not a boyfriend, I haven't agreed with him yet, wolf cub, don't fish him, he's too excited, what should I do if he fucks me."

Jiang Luo: "..."

It must be drunk.

- No, it's too far away, we can just find a restaurant to eat.

Boss: "Whatever you want, I won't tell you anymore, I'm dizzy."

-Happy New Year, boss.

The boss sent him a red envelope.

- take it.

Jiang Luo received it, ten cents, happy.

-Thank you boss, Gong Xi Fa Cai.

He said in the multi-person chat that the boss was not there in the third grade of junior high school, so he would not go to the store and find a hot pot restaurant to eat.

Zhou Xiangyang:

- All right, let's go to my uncle's shop, my uncle owns a hotpot restaurant.

-it is good.

Early in the morning of the third day of junior high school, Jiang Luo told Mother Jiang to go out to play with friends. After mopping the floor, he made rice. When it was almost eleven o'clock, he got dressed and was ready to go out.

Father Jiang came out of the house, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Luo: "Go out and play."

Father Jiang: "If you don't go, stay at home."

Jiang Luo began to faintly feel irritable again, frowning, "I have an appointment with a friend."

Father Jiang: "I won't go if I have an appointment. What's the point? I'm at home today. I dare to go out and beat you to death."

Jiang Luo put on his shoes on his own, not answering him.

Father Jiang: "You didn't hear me, did you? It's Chinese New Year, there are bad people outside, be careful when you go out and get stabbed to death."

Mother Jiang came out of the toilet and scolded: "You were stabbed to death! Is it like what my father said?!"

Jiang Luo looked at Jiang's father with cold eyes, "I'm an adult, I can come and go freely."

Jiang's father stared, "It's bullshit to be an adult! If I say I can't go out, I can't go out!"

Jiang Luo: "I went out to work before I was an adult, and I didn't get off work until twelve o'clock in the evening. Why didn't you tell me?"

He is a little irritable, and now the contours of his face have grown out, whether he feels it or not, it has indeed grown wildly, and when he is agitated, his eyes are full of hostility.

Father Jiang rushed to the balcony to get a clothes hanger, "Look at your dead face, why do you still want to beat Dad?! I raised you for nothing, right? I shouldn't have given birth to a dead child like you! "

Jiang Luo opened the door and went out. Jiang's mother was afraid of causing trouble, so she tugged him, "Forget about going out, there's nothing fun outside, and I need your help at home."

Jiang's father jumped up and threw the hanger into Jiang's mother and Jiang Luo's hands.

Jiang Luo broke away from Mother Jiang's hand and went downstairs.

Jiang's father was embarrassed and didn't chase him out.

After closing the door, he scolded Mother Jiang, "Look at the dead child you gave birth to! Damn it!"

Jiang's mother's hands were swollen, she covered her hands, and scolded Jiang's father with red eyes, "Look at how dead you are, hurry up, go to the toilet, look in the mirror, and see what you look like."

"Timid and afraid of getting into trouble, he's a coward! Phoenix man!" She didn't mention Ma Baonan.

"You will lose your temper all day long, do nothing and find trouble everywhere, you think you are a master!"

……

Jiang Luo quickened his pace and walked out of the residential building. The wrist bone in his pocket was very painful, probably swollen.

He didn't look at it.

It took a while, Ye He and the others might have been waiting.

The appointment was at the intersection of traffic lights, the wind was strong, and Jiang Luo saw the three of them embracing in a ball, red, yellow and blue, the corners of their lips were raised unconsciously, laughing, as soon as he passed by, they were red, yellow, blue and black .

The yellow one is Ye He, who is the shortest. Zhou Xiangyang and Xu Qingfeng held his head and almost couldn't breathe. He saw Jiang Luo through the cracks and pulled himself out with difficulty, breathing unsteadily, "Jiang Luo, you Here we come."

Jiang Luo smiled and rubbed his hair, "Let's go."

Ye He anxiously told him something funny, grabbed his wrist, and said as he walked, "Hey, look at the two of them, what do they look like?"

Jiang Luo was in pain, and pulled Ye He's hand down to hold it, "What does it look like?"

Ye He blushed, "Only their clothes, since ancient times, red and blue have produced CP."

Jiang Luo understood, and laughed, "It's true."

Zhou Xiangyang leaned on Xu Qingfeng, pointing at the orchid, "What do you know? This is a mutual understanding, and we didn't even discuss what to wear."

Xu Qingfeng was so disgusted that he groaned, "Isn't gay enough for you to develop? You still want to be a bitch."

Zhou Xiangyang: "Fuck you."

Ye He couldn't stop laughing, "Hahahaha, it's not a sissy, it's a eunuch."

Jiang Luo listened to them talking and laughing all the way, belatedly feeling the New Year's atmosphere.

also laughed.

The author has something to say:

Thanks for the sparse words of the landmine duck, lol.

My flag is about to fall, I feel that there is still a lot to write!cry

Try it~

Thanks for reading, bows, love everyone.