Chapter 36: Start reading

Old city, what a good place, although a bunch of crooked small alleys, but going out is the city center, it is convenient to go anywhere.
Therefore, there are many people, and the nail households are lined up with the word "person" and the word "one", so that the demolition manager can roll out the nail bed and almost peel off a layer of skin. Already.
Old neighborhoods can get a lot of compensation.
The three fat family and Wei Qian have discussed it. Under the old bear's clan, they fancy the three suites in a good location, which is exactly one ladder and three households-the rest of them are going to be left to Mazi Mom. She is a disabled person, and it's not easy to do anything, so someone needs to take care of it nearby.
The new house was taken over by the old bear's wife, and the parents of San Fat would often pass by. San Fat and Wei Qian became the shopkeepers and never looked at them.
Lao Xiong's wife is a very puzzling person. Her character is like a second kick that is ready to go to the moon at any time. It is very hot, especially with old bears. She scratches her ears and twists her domestic violence ... Of course. , Lao Xiong's ears are also willing to be beaten one by one-she is like the Wang Xifeng in "A Dream of Red Mansions". Whenever she encounters a thing that can show her ability, she rushes forward, focusing on her kindness. Take responsibility.
She is as clean and thorough as her people.
Wei Qian was on the way one day, glanced in the past, and was taken aback by the semi-finished product. People like him who lived in five-star hotels and pighouses also had to admit that Xiong's taste was up to standard.
All kinds of signs show that Xiong Xiuzi is probably a well-educated person, and such a woman whose personality and ability are uneasy at home, does not know how, and has strangely become a full-time housewife of the old bear-seriously The old bear family really has nothing to do full-time. The old people on both sides do not need to worry about them, and the housework is asked to do. The two married couples have no children for ten years. Mrs. Bear does n’t know what to do at home all day. It hurts.
Yun Sanfei had wondered why she didn't work and didn't have children. Wei Qian was sullen by him. Wei Qian was impatient to inquire about other people's problems.
Xiong Xiongzi progressed smoothly, but Wei Qian did not go well.
三 Three fats ran to Wei Qian's house that day, and Wei Qian also rarely went home early and didn't go anywhere. The two were mainly for the purpose of summing up what Mazi mother did.
这 The two of them, after a hard time, followed the old bear, and they really ran to the west with little savings, but from beginning to end, they fulfilled their promise to the dead.
Auntie Ma Zi hasn't had a bite to eat and dress, and someone always takes care of it. During the New Year, it must be San Fat and Wei Qian who took her to his house in turn.
Bian Kegan's son is no longer a son.
Twenty-seven years have passed, and her ugly son, Mazi, hasn't seen her at home. Apart from sending money home, she only occasionally sends a few letters. The handwriting is ridiculous, crooked, and the words are only words. Every time Wei Qian reads to her, she feels that it is too late to hear the taste, and it is gone.
However, the method of counterfeiting letters has become increasingly difficult to use. In recent years, with the popularity of mobile phones and the convenience of communication, Mazi has always been confused. Her son went out to run business and gave her so much money each time. Why don't you install a phone yourself?
Every time she and Wei Qian talked about it, they could make the two boys sweat coldly.
Fortunately, she has not mentioned it recently.
Now that the old house is about to be demolished, Ma Zima is unwilling to leave unexpectedly. Even though the two have turned the new home into a mess, she is still reluctant-Ma Zima said that she is afraid that her son will not be able to find the house after moving out.
When Wei Zhiyuan pushed the door in, he found that San Fat and Wei Qian stood by the window, one with a cigarette in his hand, and one leaning on the side of the window, looking at the direction of the big locust tree together, compared with Sai's silence.
Wei Zhiyuan suddenly saw Wei Qian and hesitated at the door: "Brother ... Brother, why are you back?"
He broke his silence with a throat, and then the three fats moved. They looked back at the big guy and said in pain, "Qianer, what did my brother let you feed? How did it grow into a big beam?"
谦 Wei Qian was annoyed, and stubbed cigarettes on the window sill: "The beams of the house are stronger than you, too-you ... oh, forget it, I'll talk to her again."
Having said that, he quickly walked downstairs. Ma Zima was sitting under the big locust tree to cool down. Her face was still bumpy, but she was only middle-aged, her eyes were already cloudy, and the heavy old-fashioned air of the old man appeared Come.
Seeing him coming, Asako looked up and smiled at him: "Qianer."
"Aunt." Wei Qian walked over, squatted beside her with his pants up, and at the same time pondered the wording. He was really speechless, but when he could think of it, he would talk about it.
谦 Wei Qian is really a little broken. He is so busy every day that he can only take a quick look at his new home and can no longer spare time. He has to fight against the spirit all day long and come back and talk with Ma Zima.
If someone else jumped anxiously early, Ma Zima ... Wei Qian squatted on the ground with a grievance, smiled bitterly, and had to pinch his nose to endure.
He said to Mazi a little dejected, "I don't understand. We have a good place to live in this ghost place. Isn't the new house better than this?"
Aunt Mazi slowly lowered her eyes and looked at him tenderly.
Wei Qian continued, "I think you think too much, Mazi is so grown up, not a three or five-year-old cub, even if he ca n’t find a home, can he not inquire about him? I ... ... "
Aunt Asako suddenly asked, "Are you bothering you and Saner?"
It's more than trouble, it's terribly troublesome! Wei Qian complained that he had hurried back for this purpose. He had to pack himself out of a personal model before dinner, followed the old bear as a follower, and rushed to the train to see a field project overnight.
谦 Wei Qian was blocked in her throat, and the bitter bile was almost turned up from her stomach. In the end, she smiled stiffly: "No ... why not?"
Asako looked at him for a while, and suddenly he was slackened unexpectedly. She said, "Then ... then, let's forget it. The aunt really didn't bother you intentionally. I'm old and lived here. For most of my life, I was suddenly moved, and my reaction was a little bit awkward.
Hearing the meaning of her loose tone, Wei Qian was overjoyed. She didn't expect that she could really move the world several times, letting the old stubborn stubborn stubborn, busy asking hotly, "Aunt, are you willing? Move? "
Aunt Mazi avoided his gaze and lowered her head. After a while, she nodded slightly: "Then move."
For a moment, Wei Qian was relieved and stood up from the ground: "Okay! That's no problem, Minger told my third brother to take you to sign a contract to receive compensation, okay? Oh my dear, you may be nodding, otherwise I really want to kneel down for you. "
Aunt Asako said, "I'll leave in the future. I want to see the old neighborhood again. Can you push me around?"
She only has one arm to make herself strong, and pushing herself out of the yard in a wheelchair is barely okay, but it wo n’t work long.
Wei Qian knelt down on one knee without saying a word: "Push something, I'm carrying you!"
He slowly walked through every dirty and small alley carrying his mother-in-law, still bustling, and still running all over the ground, but the cubs of the previous generation had grown up and had run downstairs. Changed a batch; it is still a random parked bicycle, illegal pergola everywhere, and the residents' canteen changed with its own balcony; it is still the old locust tree that hangs green in endlessly in the summer.
Wei Qian walked and talked to make Mazi mother happy. For example, at the intersection where he and Mazi worked together to clean up the three fats, how did the three meet each other with a smile and envy, such as where the old churros stand in their house was originally ... Suddenly, a drop of cold liquid fell on Wei Qian's neck, making him suddenly shut his mouth.
After that, one after another tears fell on Wei Qian's neck and face, and there was a depressing hoarse whine behind him.
谦 Wei Qian stepped back, at that moment, he just wanted to give himself a big mouth.
的 The vulnerabilities and lie that the two of them have spent six or seven years compiling are finally broken after countless dangers.
The first time he heard Ma Zima say that, he should be aware.
How can a living person find no home?
Wei Weiyuan has been watching by the window.
When he saw Mazi's scar-covered face, when he cried, the scar became so red that it became more scary. When the elder brother was not at home, Wei Zhiyuan delivered her meals. Every time she passed, she diligently grabbed a handful of sugar or snacks in his pocket-even if he was no longer young.
Xi Wei Zhiyuan always felt a kind of fate from her, and almost flattered him, as if he stayed for five minutes and said a few more words.
Her loneliness and tolerance, Wei Zhiyuan has never seen Mazi mother crying so much.
Suddenly, her tears fell on Wei Qian's face, as if he was crying.
Wei Keyuan knew that his elder brother would not cry. From the clenched teeth and deep eyes of his elder brother, he saw some kind of restraint like a knife.
Xi Weizhiyuan didn't know why. Seeing that side face, the blood in his heart seemed to flow back suddenly, and it ran warmly over his entire chest, soaking his heart almost soft.
For nearly three years, Wei Zhiyuan often feels that the sticky feeling that makes him disgusting and agitated is lingering in his elder brother. In this moment, the sticky feeling disappears miraculously. He kept staring at Wei Qian to put the weeping Mazi mother back on the wheelchair and pushed into the small courtyard of Mazi's house until she couldn't see it.
Wei Zhiyuan was lost for a moment—he has been trying to imitate and surpass his elder brother, in order to reduce his tension about approaching the elder brother, and he has not always expected the elder brother to go home, because the person always dangles in front of his eyes, which will disturb him. Calmness-At this time, Wei Zhiyuan suddenly had some kind of "missing" emotion in his heart. Even though Wei Qian was still under his eyes, he eagerly wanted to say a few words calmly with his big brother, and wanted to let himself be close to the big brother. Listen to what he thinks.
The burning hunting fire in his chest seemed to suddenly peel off the arrogance and arrogance, gradually weakened, and became a warm flame, spreading some kind of dark and gentle feelings.
Wei Qian returned soon, and threw himself on the bed, sighing heavily.
After a while, Wei Zhiyuan sat down beside him.
Wei Zhiyuan took the knife and apple on the table, and carefully peeled the apple peel and handed it to Wei Qian: "Brother, why are you so good to Aunt You You, she is not your mother."
Wei Qian took it, and the corner of his mouth touched: "Why so many why, not why."
Wei Zhiyuan: "Why not why?"
Wei Qian paused: "Your brother-in-law ... Do you remember your brother?"
Wei Weiyuan nodded.
The apple was not big, Wei Qian took a bite off the small one, and the cheeks bulged a big piece, but it was growing wisdom teeth, and it was awkward to chew things. Then he swallowed, and then said to Wei Zhiyuan: Me, your brother Mazi will bring you and Xiaobao even if you smash the pot to sell iron. "
Wei Zhiyuan bent a long leg up and lay on the bedside, quietly looked down at Wei Qian's eyebrows quietly, and felt an unusual sense of it, he almost wanted to reach out and touch it.
The boy thought to himself, why is it so good to me? I'm not your brother.
He didn't ask this sentence, he made a circle in his heart, and finally dissipated in the limbs and bones.
But Wei Qian suddenly thought of something like that. He rolled over and sat up from the bed, grabbed the apple to make a hand, carried a bag, and beckoned to Wei Zhiyuan: "Come."
After saying that, he glanced again at the hut: "Aren't Xiaobao home?"
Wei Zhiyuan: "Their school dance team is gone."
"What the dance team is ... she can't use her thoughts in the right place." Wei Qian frowned, apparently hearing the organization, very dissatisfied, but quickly set aside and handed the bag to Wei Zhiyuan. "open to take a look."
It was a computer bag. Wei Zhiyuan had already seen it. He hesitantly looked at Wei Qian and opened it carefully, only to see that it was a brand new laptop computer.
Wei Qian sat on a chair with Erlang's legs crossed and said, "Aren't you going to take part in that computer competition? Your teacher called me yesterday and said that it's especially inconvenient for you to run to the school computer room all the time-why don't you Let me say something? Just tell me what you are missing in the future. What do I make money for? "
Wei Weiyuan smiled. He bowed his head a little embarrassedly like a real child, rubbing the bright cover of the computer with his fingertips.
Wei Qian lowered his head and looked at his watch: "Oh no, I have to go. Do n’t play with Xiaobao, it is better not to let her see. She has enough fun to lose things. Did you hear it?"
Wei Zhiyuan: "Thank you."
On that day, Wei Zhiyuan watched Wei Qian take his luggage with him, and he did not forget to carry a book, strode to the intersection and called a taxi away.
The young boy stood there, reminiscing about his feelings just now, and seemed to want to come up with something, understand it well, but soon gave up.
If it wasn't for some reason, how could it be regarded as a temptation?
By the end of the solar calendar, when Wei Qian was being tortured with an open report and an outstanding project from Lao Xiong, they moved into a new home together, and Wei Zhiyuan finally had his own room.
When the old lady Song Song pushed in the door for the first time, she was like Liu Ye who entered the Grand View Garden. She had never lived in such a beautiful home in her entire life, and she was so restrained that she didn't know where to put it.
The whole old lady Wu Song seemed to be divided, and she was like sleepwalking for a while and asked, "Is this our house? Will we live here in the future?"
After a while, he scowled Wei Qian: "I see that the cub is purely a bit of money to burn! Only a few days after eating enough, the tail has gone up to the sky! How much does this cost? Why didn't he just buy a king's palace to live in? He just made money from the guagualiang jujube, and alas, Yang Shisan can't tolerate him! "
仨 Brother tacitly ignored her cheerful curses this time.
On the one hand, I celebrated the joy of moving, and on the other hand I thanked Xiong Xunzi for their efforts. The three fat and Wei Qian together invited the old bear for a meal, only to know that it was Xiong Xunzi's birthday.
In the evening, San Fei and Wei Qian accompanied Xiong Xunzi on their birthday. Xiong Xunzi called a group of young people on a phone call. A group of people packed a box in a nearby club.
Most of the people called by Xiong Xiongzi are young girls. Not only ordinary young girls, these girls are different from others in spirit and spirit, whether they are amazing in facial features or are more ordinary people, with some kind of body on them. The indescribable artistic temperament is particularly pleasing to the eye, and the fat that is so dazzling is fat and the eyes are straight.
The old wife's wife was very strict. A group of beauties were in front of him, and he did not even dare to lift his head.
Sansan Fat: "Guy, how do you know so many beautiful women?"
Lao Xiong whispered to them and told them, "Your sister-in-law used to be a troupe. These are the little girls she took."
"Before"? The old bear didn't say why it wasn't the case now, and Wei Qian didn't inquire, his gaze couldn't help falling on one of the girls.
Poke her ... That girl is beautiful and radiant, and that beauty is not girl-like cuteness, nor is she a schoolgirl-like intellectual and pure, but a pure, unimpured female beauty.
Some girls are reminiscent of the sister next door, some girls are reminiscent of a small animal, and some girls are reminiscent of a certain style of painting, but this girl is not reminiscent of anything, she stood At that time, it would only make people truly feel that this is a woman.
Xiong Xiongzi's eyes were like a torch, and she found it at a glance. She secretly raised the old bear with her elbow: "Hey, look."
Lao Xiong thought the test of the organization had come, and quickly and honestly stated his position: "I don't see it."
Xiong Xunzi gave him a fist: "I let you see Xiaowei, and you found that no. Since Tingting came in, Xiaowei's eyes have not even looked at others-hey, I ask you, he's no object Right? "
He sorrowed the old bear and sighed to his wife with a long sigh, "Why are you hooked on saying that the media has been stretched? My aunt?"
"Jide, do you understand Jide?" Xiong Xizi finished, greeted the girl with a loud voice, "Tingting, come here, sister introduce you to someone!"
Wu Tingting responded and stood up from the girl's pile.
Twenty-three fat then returned from the dazzling beauty. At first sight of Tingting, he narrowed his eyes first, then opened his eyes, and immediately uttered to stop: "Sister, don't ..."
But Xiong Xunzi has hurriedly passed Wei Qian: "This is Xunzi's previous work together, called Tingting, this is Xiao Wei, Wei Qian, brought by your brother-in-law, sister Tingting told you that this guy is awesome, Young talents are still from prestigious universities and look handsome, right? You young people know more ... "
Wei Qian shrank his hand suddenly, Xiong Xunzi raised his head for an unknown reason, but found that his face was all white.
Wu Tingting greeted him kindly, "Hello."
Wei Qian's expression was like seeing a ghost. He calmed down, barely maintained his demeanor, squeezed out a smile to Tingting, and quickly apologized, "Xunzi, I drink a lot today. It was so comfortable that I had to sober up. "
After I said, he fled and ran away.
He Sanfa said "Ouch" and chased out immediately.
Wei Qian rushed to the toilet all the way, locked the door of the compartment with his backhand, choked the toilet and spit out.
Susan Fat was busy knocking on the door outside: "Qian Er? Qianer is all right?"
Wei Qian didn't answer, he vomited all he could vomit, and was almost exhausted in the end, so he sat slowly down the wall along the ground.
He Sanfa heard his voice come out low and faintly: "It's okay, third brother, let me take a break myself."
Yun Sanfei retracted his hand, dare not squeak, and waited quietly outside the compartment.
谦 Wei Qian rested his elbows on his knees, raised his head, and blinked at the dazzling white lights on the roof without blinking, feeling empty and sad.
He doesn't know Tingting, and has never seen the girl anywhere, and the moment she walked in, Wei Qian had a feeling of being hit.
He didn't have time to reflect on where her seeming acquaintance came from, but he was instinctively attracted to him--While Wei Qian had been living, from physical to psychological, he had never been so interested in a opposite sex.
At that moment, Wei Qian suddenly found out that he would only be attracted to one type of girl, and before he wanted to understand what kind of girl she was, Xiong Xunzi called her in front of her.
Suddenly, when she walked in, a faint scent of flowers rushed towards him in secret, and pursed her lips with a smile, Wei Qian could hardly describe her feelings.
He knew face to face where her deja vu came from.
Her femininity, pure and unaffected by any behavior or even the appearance of beauty, looks like his mother who died ten years ago.
The surging hormones in his young body had not had time to cool down. Wei Qian's heart had been dragged into a cold abyss. He didn't want to remember how he had dealt with it imperfectly all the way, and how he had to endure the toilet all the way to spit it out.
He touched his lingering floating nightmare, and did not know how to face it anyway.
Wei Qian didn't remember how he returned home that day. He wasn't drunk, but tired, so tired that he opened the door to the house, before he could go back to the house, he was paralyzed on the sofa.
A moment later, the bedroom door behind him creaked open, and Wei Zhiyuan came out.
"Brother?" He knelt on the sofa and gently pushed Wei Qian.