Chapter 18: Start reading

For two days, Wei Zhiyuan resolutely did not say a word to the enemy Song Xiaobao. As long as Wei Qian was at home, the boy would go out and follow him every day.
Every time Wei Qian turned around, he stumbled behind him. Wei Qian was really annoyed by him, but he also knew why Wei Zhiyuan was so awkward, so he didn't want to get angry with him.
As a result, Wei Qian rarely and lightly played with the mud: "Have fun together, don't fight."
圣 This time, the imperial decree came down, and Wei Zhiyuan had no choice but to thank the Lord Long En, and resentfully established diplomatic relations with Song Xiaobao.
Xi Weizhiyuan contended for favor, Song Xiaobao really couldn't keep up with the horse-no way, she was born with a lack of muscles in this regard.
For example, as soon as Wei Qian pushes the door in, he can see that the little boy sweeps his head and wipes the table alone, Xiaobao's eyes grow on his face like puffs, and he sits on the sofa watching TV ignorantly. When she just returned, Wei Qian didn't want to be awkward with her sister, but just said something indifferently to her, but in contrast, he rewarded Wei Zhiyuan with an extra ten yuan for pocket money.
The next day, the jealous Song Xiaobao got up and cleaned at home as soon as he got up. It was done neatly before noon. Wei Zhiyuan watched coldly, almost wanting to sneer. Sure enough-Wei Qian returned at night, and did not even notice that the room was clean.
Another example is that Wei Qian washed away at night, and looked for the dirty socks that he had taken off. He planned to wash them by hand, but found that Wei Zhiyuan was hanging the washed socks on the clothesline. On the same day, Wei Zhiyuan shook his head and enjoyed his brother's somewhat embarrassing touch and praise.
Song Xiaobao was envious of jealousy and hate, so she tried to follow suit. The next day, she stretched her paw toward the big brother's and was snatched by Wei Qian's face with red ears. And ... she got the big brother's tail. Roar: "What are you moving blindly?"
I can see how unfair human beings are-Wei Zhiyuan and Song Xiaobao really belong to the same species!
As soon as Miss Song discovered that Xiaobao was gone, she knew that she had gone back to the "little gangster".
Not far from the shantytown where they lived, there was a privately run collective dormitory, divided between men and women, dedicated to the migrant workers, one dollar a day—if Xiaobao and grandma sleep together, they They also only pay for one person's money.
The old lady of Song Song originally planned to save a little money and took Xiaobao to find a small flat to rent a room. It was really impossible, so she took Xiaobao back to her hometown.
I did not expect that as soon as the concept of "back to home" was thrown out, Xiaobao ran away. She was reluctant to live with her for nearly ten years.
她 Since she went home, the old lady has been sneaking around to Wei Qian's house every day, so as to take a peek at Xiaobao while Wei Qian is out.
The year is approaching, Tong Dong advocates madness, and a young girl in the female worker's bedroom is unfortunately infected with infectious tuberculosis. Everyone has to move together in a cowardly manner while wondering whether they have symptoms of cough and low fever .
Old Song Song also carried her luggage and moved out.
She walked in this overly troubled city and saw a tramp who was going to freeze to death under a bridge hole. She stopped for a while and found that the person had been ignored for a long time, and they were almost frozen. Until the afternoon, the pair was just right After passing the middle-aged couple stopped to check, and then called the police.
The police car drove quickly and pulled the person away. Old Lady Song listened to passers-by and knew that if the person survived, he might be sent to a homeless shelter, or he might be sent back to his place of origin.
Origin ...
The old lady Song Song looked up at the vast and gloomy sky in this northern city, and thought to her: New Year is coming, why do n’t I go back to my hometown?
But a lonely wife celebrates the New Year alone, is it still New Year?
Granny Wu Song lowered her head, wiped a frozen nose, and made up her mind to stop this old face.
Suddenly, Song Xiaobao finally turned his back on his elbows again and again.
On the 23rd day of the second lunar month, when Xiao Qian returned home with the meat of the cantaloupe and dumplings he had just bought, he saw the doorstep of the house messed up, and a silent war was going on inside.
Song Xiaobao was greedy and couldn't let go of the big brother who brought her up from a young age, or her grandma with a bloodline, so when grandma wiped her tears and came to the door, she still put in her ... Everything that happened before was enough Let her understand that there was a tension between grandma and elder brother.
Brother Wu Zhi hadn't returned yet, and Wei Zhiyuan, who had been transparent as a man, quit first.
Since Xiaobao recognized this second brother and stopped provocative, Wei Zhiyuan has been good to her, almost never turned her face, it seems that a title can make children understand how to give and take care of-the Cold War of the previous two days is not considered, Song Xiaobao Self-confessed.
So Xiaobao didn't expect Wei Zhiyuan's response would be so big. He was like a vicious dog that had been invaded the territory, staring aggressively at the door of Song Granny and Xiaobao.
Whenever they had a reaction to intending to cross the border, he was ready to make a decisive battle.
The old Mrs. Wu Song has never been used to Wei Qian, but has no opinion about Wei Zhiyuan-Wei Zhiyuan is just a child, she is beautiful, and her personality is not annoying.
The old Mrs. Wu Song first stood at the door trying to explain to him, but unfortunately Wei Zhiyuan didn't listen to a single word. The fierce and even vicious eyes shot from such a small boy, which looked particularly sultry.
Old Song Song gave up to solve the problem with him peacefully, took a step into the door, and put his luggage in.
Wei Zhiyuan grabbed the old lady's baggage and threw it out mercilessly. He didn't feel enough, turned around and began to throw Song Xiaobao's schoolbag, Song Xiaobao's things on the table, scattered these heavenly girls out, he turned and ran to the bedroom, throwing out the pillow quilt on Xiaobao's bed.
I wish Song Xiaobao didn't exist. It would be great if neither of them existed. Wei Zhiyuan was stunned by anger, and only one sentence remained in his heart.
Tong Song Xiaobao was going to push him and was pushed back by Wei Zhiyuan to squat.
"Traitor!" He pointed at Song Xiaobao's nose, falsely not expressing his claims, first convicted her of a grandiose accusation, and instinctively covered his heart, "You are a great traitor!"
Qi Song Xiaobao initially tried to argue, "I am not a traitor, that is my grandma."
Wei Weiyuan: "Well! She's a shameless old witch!"
As soon as Song Xiaobao heard this, he didn't do it anymore, and he jumped and said, "You scold my grandma! What qualifications do you have for Wang Xiaoba to scold my grandma? This is my family! My brother! My grandma! You are not my family! You go ! "
Wei Zhiyuan stunned for two seconds, and then nothing happened.
He cooled down from the fierce anger, realizing that what Song Xiaobao said had no problem at all.
Wei Zhiyuan has almost forgotten that this is really not his home, Wei Qian is indeed not his brother, and he really does not have the qualification to decide who is allowed to enter and who is not allowed to enter.
The boy's momentum disappeared suddenly and suddenly, and his face was red when he "brushed". He could not tell whether it was angry or shame.
In the blink of an eye, his young self-esteem was crushed to pieces.
Bian Song Xiaobao blurted out a word and immediately regretted it, but her clumsy nature in terms of human circumstances prevailed again. Even if she regretted it, she didn't know what to do.
The two children were silent for a minute at the same time, and then Wei Zhiyuan passed her without a word and turned and walked out.
Tong Song Xiaobao finally felt wrong, and whispered to him, "Second Brother."
Wei Weiyuan didn't stop walking.
He walked empty-handed, walking with a sullen head, with a desolate determination that was almost broken.
Wei Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and thought: There is nothing to go. At most, he goes to the trash and grabs food with wild dogs. In any case, it is definitely stronger than before. He is three years old and he is a man, let alone. Wild dog, even the bad-adults he encountered that day, he can be defeated with a steel pipe ...
Then he bumped into a man's arms with a sullen wind and a cold head.
The man grasped his back, and the smell of familiar, inferior smoke came, which made Wei Zhiyuan's mood change that he couldn't understand for an instant—the effort of blinking his eyes changed from a brave man to a full man Aggrieved little boy.
Wei Zhiyuan buried his face in Wei Qian's arms, holding him dead, standing still, not letting his brother walk in, and not willing to look up. He desperately couldn't bear crying, and pulled out Qian Wei's coat with both hands. Layers of folds.
As soon as Wei Qian looked up, he saw the messy luggage and bedding in the corridor, the old Song who turned from awkward to defensive ... and Xiaobao who looked at him timidly.
谦 Wei Qian took a deep breath, and wanted to slap this old thing to death, but Xiaobao ... his baby girl finally came back.
He casts a mouse jerk.
Wei Qian understands that if he wants to stay Xiaobao, he must have to give way to this stinky old lady who is dry and thin and has no long body ... even if the puppet in his heart is as big as a fist, he ca n’t wait to break through his chest.
He has never bowed his head even if he is as cheap as mud in his life ... until his sister's tearful eyes forced him to compromise for the first time in his life.
Wu Qian froze for a while, Wei Qian finally reached out and gently pushed Wei Zhiyuan's shoulder, and the child was not willing to move. Wei Qian then exerted a little strength, holding his chin, and raised Wei Zhiyuan's head.
The young boy sighed, picked out one of the largest cantaloupe from the paper bag, and stuffed it into Wei Zhiyuan's mouth.
Wei Zhiyuan licked it a bit, and found it was sweet. He loved sweet, but he didn't like the sweet method of sugar melon, so he pushed it aside with his tongue, a piece of cheeks was raised on his cheek, he used his teeth to sugar The melon is separated from the tongue, waiting for it to melt slowly.
Soon after, Wei Qian shoved the plastic bag and paper bag in his arms, and then stretched his hands to his armpits, holding him up like a kitten and hugging him into the room.
"Help me wash the vegetables, let's eat dumplings at night." Wei Qian said, deliberately ignoring the fact that there were two other people in the room. He asked Wei Zhiyuan softly, "Is the sweet melon delicious?"
Wei Weiyuan hesitated, nodded his head, and after a while, the little boy secretly regained the cantaloupe isolated from the teeth and regained his mouth, licked it, and it was okay, not so bad.
Wei Qian did not pay attention to Mrs. Song, did not prevent Xiaobao from putting her in, and did not help Xiaobao pick up things.
Alas ... But the old lady Song Ai Ai went into the kitchen and observed his reaction for a moment. When he tried to chop the stuffing and roll the dough, he also said nothing.
Wei Zhiyuan's heart was difficult, Song Xiaobao was heartbroken, and the remaining adult and a teenager who could almost become an adult reached a strange tacit agreement-the two of them kept the appearance of peace, no one lost, no one Did not win.
Wu Song's grandmother finally failed to her baby granddaughter from the stinky hooligan, and Wei Qian had to hold his nose to tolerate such an uncomfortable old immortal.
尽管 Even though they didn't see their heads and their heads, they both regarded each other perfectly as the air, and they ignored anyone.
That night, Song Xiaobao made an apology with Wei Zhiyuan neatly, Wei Zhiyuan glanced at Wei Qian's expression and reluctantly expressed that he did not care about her.
This matter is over, Xiaobao is still a younger sister, Xiaoyuan is still the second brother, and in the days that followed, they will occasionally come together to answer the winter vacation homework.
They used to do their homework together in Song Xiaobao's hut, where there were desks and simple little bookshelves, but since that day, Wei Zhiyuan has never entered the hut.
He carried out his own textbooks and exercise books, and used two pieces of cardboard to pad a small table in the living room, which is not usually used for legs and feet, and settled there.
谦 Wei Qian knew what he was thinking and went with him.
Later, Xiaobao was a little older, no longer so heartless and heartless. When there were some small calculations, he used various names several times to try to get Xiaoyuan in. Unfortunately, Wei Zhiyuan did not eat her set until they moved. Leaving this historic shantytown, Wei Zhiyuan did not set foot in the hut anymore.