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Chapter 15 Chapter 15
Peng Xingwang didn't notice that his brother was gone, nor did he notice the faint smell of disinfectant on his body when he came home.
He is currently suffering from ongoing heartbreak.
The main reason for the heartbreak is that one day he went to Yang Kai's house to play video games together, and a group of people were playing mahjong at his good friend's house.
Three aunts and six grandmothers have always been broken-mouthed, and when they see more children, they will ask who this is from.
As soon as heard that it was Boss Jiang who recognized his younger brother, he immediately talked about everything.
On the surface, the little boy was attentively hitting the snowman brothers with Faxiao, and he never took his eyes off the TV. In fact, his ears were pricked up all the time.
Father and mother sighed all the way from Boss Jiang's young Youwei, and finally turned the topic back to Peng Xingwang.
"Xingwang, hey, Xingwang!" An aunt was playing mahjong and called him with a smile: "Have you ever thought that your brother will not want you after he gets married."
Peng Xing sighed, indicating that he heard it, and continued to play the game with his back stiffened, pretending that he didn't care at all.
Yang Kai was a little angry, and he didn't care that his little white bear was eaten by a monster and had to refute it: "That's his family's business, and why don't you want him when you get married!"
"Of course," the neighbor next to him continued, "Yaoji. Let me tell you, your brother is handsome and rich. There must be many women who want to have children with him."
"When you get married and have another child, how can your brother control you, that's what it is."
Peng Xingwang had never faced such malice disguised as caring, so he held back for a while and said, "No!"
"My brother doesn't have a girlfriend yet!" His voice became much louder: "And my brother has always been very good to me!"
"It's not as good as my own," the mahjong-playing aunt laughed, enjoying the process of torturing the child: "Liu Bing, oops! Your brother will definitely get married, maybe we're already talking about it now, but it's just Secretly tucked away without telling you!"
"It's okay to have multiple sisters-in-law," someone echoed beside him: "It hurts to have multiple people, doesn't it?"
"Huh!"
The neatly arranged mahjong was tossed down with a bang, and it was washed and stirred up like broken pieces of porcelain.
Peng Xingwang didn't take it to heart when he was at Yang Kai's house. After returning home, he inexplicably began to think about what those uncles and aunts said, and gradually began to break his heart.
Then became heartbroken when saw everything, and heartbroken when ate.
Jiang Wang was not at home, so he cooked his favorite pickled cabbage and beef noodles as usual.
The fork scooped up a big mouthful, and the heart broke two or three petals.
If you really have a sister-in-law, you will not be able to make instant noodles at home in the future.
The summer vacation has just begun, and the children's channel cartoons are being broadcast in turn. Peng Xing's eyes are red when he sees the legend of Nezha, and his heart is shattered to the ground.
Nezha was so powerful that he was kicked out of the house. When it's over, I don't know anything. I can only pick up garbage.
It just so happened that in the past few days, Jiang Wang Hospital's book factory was so busy that he vomited blood, and he went back to sleep when he got home.
The child quietly looked at his expression while preparing for the final exam, worried that he would be abandoned.
Just finished the test and even got good grades on the loan, so he deliberately went around to the man and said that he had been betting on the question, and that he could do all the questions.
Jiang Wang hummed with dark circles under his eyes, turned over with sore limbs and continued to faint.
It's over, can't make big brother happy if pass the exam.
The child went back to the room to read a book aggrievedly, treating every day he stayed here as his last day.
Jiang Wang stared at the printing factory for three days in a row, so busy that he didn't even have time to think about his biological mother. On the fourth day, all the books left the factory ahead of schedule to be bundled and loaded, and the sinking stone in his heart finally slowly put down.
He was worried about the children, and felt a little embarrassed when he thought that he was not there on the day of the children's final exam.
So during work breaks, he deliberately drove Peng Xingwang out to eat pizza.
Small cities don't even have Pizza Hut these days, only miscellaneous-brand pizza shops sell fast food like chicken wings and egg tarts.
It was the first time the child ate pizza, and he was not as happy as Jiang Wang expected. He ate it piece by piece with his eyes down like homework, and even ate all the corn kernels that fell on the plate.
Jiang Wang vaguely felt that something was wrong.
"What's the matter, are you unhappy because of something?"
Peng Xingwang shook his head.
"Are you not used to eating it?" Jiang Wang thought wrong, he knew his own taste best, and when ordering pizza, he even specifically told the waiter not to put green pepper rings: "Would you like to order a few more?"
Peng Xingwang shook his head again, and said in a rare tame tone, "It's delicious, thank you brother."
No, something definitely happened.
Jiang Wang could feel that he couldn't ask anything, so he called Ji Linqiu after sending the child home.
"Brother Jiang," the other party was drowsy, and the ending sounded a little laziness: "What's the matter?"
Jiang Wang realized that he had disturbed others' rest, and quickly said sorry twice, and then explained the ins and outs.
"I think he should be fine after a few days, but he still doesn't feel right. No one will bully him." Jiang Wang didn't want to appear neurotic in front of Teacher Ji, but he would rather act cautiously: "It's convenient for you to help me. Will you try it out?"
"Brother Jiang came back and gave me a ride on the weekend. It's too late for me to thank you." Ji Linqiu laughed: "Don't worry, I'll take him to the playground in the afternoon, you're busy."
So the gentle and considerate Teacher Ji took the child to the park playground in the afternoon, took the ten-dollar small plane twice, the merry-go-round three times, and then took the Ferris wheel to eat ice cream together.
Peng Xingwang knew that it was the elder brother who asked Teacher Ji to take care of him and tried to be happier, but his smile was a little reluctant.
When the Ferris wheel slowly rose, the child sat in a chair in a daze, letting the ice cream melt and drip onto his fingers.
Ji Linqiu took him into his arms and put his arms around Peng Xingwang and looked out the window together.
"Scared."
Peng Xingwang was stunned for a moment, then nodded lightly.
Ji Linqiu didn't ask any more, and took out a tissue to wipe his fingers.
The man moved very slowly, and wiped the fingertips one by one patiently and gently, as if he wanted to give him the warmth of his palm through a tissue.
Peng Xingwang suddenly wanted to cry, but he held back and did not lose face in front of Teacher Ji.
Then he lowered his head and said all the words he heard.
Ji Linqiu hugged him and continued to ride the second lap of the Ferris wheel, as if the two of them could briefly escape from this noisy and tiresome world.
"So that's how it is." Ji Linqiu said softly.
"Teacher, don't tell your brother about this, okay?" Peng Xingwang was very worried that he would hinder his brother's happy life, and tried his best to beg him: "If there really is a sister-in-law, I will definitely run away early, so that it will not affect their lives. At that time, my brother probably thought that I was lost, and I couldn't find it for a few days."
"Mr. Ji, I really believe in you, don't tell him."
Ji Linqiu accompanied Peng Xingwang until the child fell asleep after taking a bath at night, and Jiang Wang happened to go upstairs when he was about to leave.
The man had just sent the courier vehicle away, and his stubble had grown long, so he didn't even bother to shave.
He made eye contact with him, and inexplicably wanted to get close and hug.
probably because
For the heart also lives a child who loves teachers.
"I've asked everything clearly." Ji Linqiu stood with him by the terrace of Tongzilou for a long time: "I still need you to deal with it. I'm not good at participating in this matter."
Jiang Wang originally relied on cigarettes to hang his spirits for a day. He felt nauseated when he smelled the smoke, and after hearing what Ji Linqiu said, he took a cigarette in silence.
From the time the flames ignited until the ashes fell, there was no sound.
"Why do people always want to hurt my children." The man murmured, "If you didn't pay attention, you didn't protect it, blame me."
Ji Linqiu laughed a little to himself.
"If you are a teacher," he said flatly, "you have to be nervous all the time."
"You have to worry about poking him with the tip of the pen, tripping over the stairs and hurting him. Even if you answer the question wrong in class and criticize a little bit, it may make this child never want to take this class again."
"What does a child know? But his parents will beat him, the car will accidentally hit him, and even eat two more apples and cry in pain in the middle of the night. It seems that the whole world is chaotic and dangerous all the time."
"That's how raising kids is."
Jiang Wang was stunned, put out the cigarette and looked at Ji Linqiu.
"Then why do you want to be a teacher?"
Ji Linqiu was also stunned, thinking for a while before answering.
"Probably compensation."
"I'm nice to other kids, just like I'm nice to myself when I was a kid."
"I protect other children, just like I was protecting myself when I was a child." He propped his chin and let the summer wind blow the corner of his white shirt: "If I could go back to the past and take care of me when I was seven or eight years old, maybe I would have been there forever. It doesn't matter if you spoil yourself all the time, or spoil yourself as a bad child."
Jiang Wang wanted to say, you had a bad time when you were young.
But he knew that this would cause the other party to think of more sad things, so he just nodded and didn't respond any more.
Since this day, Boss Jiang has a habit of playing mahjong.
Boss Jiang is very cold, even young and beautiful girls don't dare to stick to it easily, and retired uncles and aunts don't dare to provoke them easily.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Wang suddenly changed his temper. In the past, people were too lazy to go to the teahouse to show their face. Now he would play cards and chat with friends in the city every day. continued to soar.
He was jet-lagged and sometimes confused, allowing his opponents to win big bucks.
It seems that he has found out something, and he will fight against a few people to win.
The father and mother who played poker with him also wanted to make a fortune, and they almost exported it when they thought that they would be targeted at the panties.
But playing mahjong has always been more and more advanced. If you lose three in a row and four in a row, you will be laughed at by the neighbors. The old face doesn't know where to put it.
Seven, eight hundred, two or three thousand dollars. For Boss Jiang, it is just a touch of water. For the old man and the old lady, it means that the pension for the whole month is soaked in water.
——How many kilograms of pork, crab, stick noodles and porridge can buy!
After a few more visits, the family couldn't stand it any longer, and all in all, it turned out to be offending people.
The targeted families vented privately, and it was difficult to pretend to be stupid.
Boss Jiang is so fucking protective.
Isn't it just a few words casually, as for doing it to death?
On the surface, the hospitality must be maintained, and the neighbors can't talk about this kind of loss. It's too damn shameful to talk about it.
After all, several families gritted their teeth and bought some fruit snacks to visit the children.
Peng Xingwang was doing his summer homework in his study, and when he heard a knock on the door, he specifically asked who Jiang Wang was.
The man was paralyzed on the living room bench watching "Han Zhu Gege", and waved his hand to let him open the door: "I'm looking for you."
As soon as the door was opened, it was the faces of the old aunts and uncles, and Peng Xing Wang Mao almost stood up.
Neighbors rushed into the door to apologize, stuffed fruits and shrimp chips, and said good things.
They didn't dare to get angry when they saw that Jiang Wangtou didn't look back, so they asked Peng Xingwang how much homework during the summer vacation and if he wanted to go out to play.
After waiting for a long time to go around the circle, carefully mentioned the previous things.
Peng Xingwang finally came to his senses and listened strangely to their explanation and apology.
"...That's why," the leading old man wanted to touch his shoulder, but he just smirked when he was dodged: "We didn't mean that, no matter whether your eldest brother gets married or not, he will definitely be responsible for you, those Don't think about the mess, ha."
"It's our group of people who don't have a door, talk nonsense, don't have common knowledge with us," the aunt next to him slapped herself, in fact, there was no sound: "Xingxing, you study hard, when you grow up, repay big brother, be obedient. ."
Peng Xingwang asked without blinking.
"So you're saying these things just to irritate me, don't you?"
"Uh... how could it be." Several adults looked at each other: "It doesn't mean that."
"Then what you said is true?"
"Not really not true!!"
"Then what's going on?" The child looked at them: "Auntie, Grandpa... Did you mean to see me sad when you said those words on purpose?"
Just now, he was still thinking about coping with the people who had fooled this into the past and quieted down, as if he finally realized what he had done.
Then, with an ugly face, he finally lowered his posture and admitted his mistake, and left in a hurry.
After the door was closed, Peng Xing looked at Jiang Wang who was still watching "Han Zhu Gege".
"I hate them." The child became annoyed: "Don't play mahjong with them anymore."
"No," the man didn't look back, "they don't have the face to open the door and let me in."
Five thousand books actually arrived in other provinces half a day early.
The teacher over there did not expect this to be achievable, and even once suspected that the online store would swallow the deposit and quickly pretend to be dead. When the truck arrived at the school gate, the balance was hurriedly settled, and the uncle called the doorman to come and help with the points. .
One is not bad and the other is not bad, and even dozens of sample books are included as a gift.
So much so that the teacher in charge of purchasing was a little excited and called over to thank him.
"Hello, hello, I really didn't expect it to be sold in a hurry, hard work!!"
"Originally, I told other bookstores about this two months in advance, but they temporarily changed their minds and sold the goods at high prices. Our group of students didn't have to write some summer homework! You say it's annoying. Angry!!"
Jiang Wang thought to himself that the child was longing for two more days of rest, but on the surface he agreed amiably: "Then, of course, our motto is 'one homework can't be missing'."
"Every child has the right homework to write, and there are as many as they need to make good use of the summer vacation, right."
The teacher responded repeatedly, so grateful that her speech was a bit incoherent, and expressed her hope for long-term cooperation, and in the future, only their family's tutorial book will be ordered.
"Then, of course, I will give the most, and we must help find a way."
"Fine, good! Definitely!"
As soon as the phone hung up, the man breathed a sigh of relief,
Looking back at the child cleaning the bedroom.
He hasn't figured out what to do yet.
If Du Wenjuan really comes back to see the child this month, his identity will inevitably be exposed, or he will be sent to the police station by a phone call.
Jiang Wang cared more about Peng Xingwang's fate than eating in prison.
The birth mother is the one who can't let go of the child the most.
My father may be eager to get rid of this trouble temporarily and start a new life.
But the mother is also pregnant in October, and it is very likely that she will take the child away and take her to another province to live a new life.
... They've been married for over a year, so think they've settled down.
Jiang Wang felt the same entanglement in his heart as the previous child.
He never thought in his life that he would adopt himself one day, let alone spend these days warmly and happily in this way.
So much so that the instinctive reaction is to not want to let people go.
Even if it is too late to fly away with the child now, and the money is enough, the car and the car are all good.
But anyway, Xingwang and Jiang Wang are still two people.
They have the same genetics, the same bone outline, and completely different memories and lives.
A child should be with his mother, he can't make his own decisions and make choices for the stars.
Jiang Wang felt tormented at the thought of parting, and he was used to being an iron-blooded man who didn't express his feelings easily, so he could only twist and feel uncomfortable.
Peng Xingwang was just relieved from the fear of being abandoned at any time. He was very motivated when cleaning up the quilts and sheets, and even wiped all the desk lamps with a small rag.
After finishing things, he ran to Jiang Wang with a rag, and when he saw that he seemed to be in a good mood, he waved his hand and said, "Well, the final exam results are down."
"I am ninety-five in Chinese, ninety-eight in math, and ninety in English. I'm the second in the class."
The child was very honest. After speaking, he was afraid that Jiang Wang would praise him: "But there are three second in the class, and the total score is the same."
Jiang Wang responded, and after a while, he pulled himself out of his thoughts and said earnestly, "It's worthy of praise."
"Let's go celebrate," he stood up and looked around. "How to celebrate... What do you want to eat? Or buy a new toy?"
Peng Xingwang's scalp tightened: "I just dropped it yesterday! No need really!"
"And I didn't take the first place in the exam!! There's no need to celebrate!!"
"Of course." Jiang Wang went out with the key. Seeing the child's nervous expression, he knew that he didn't like spending too much money on toys.
"Or," the man thought thoughtfully, "let's go buy vegetables and make dumplings."
"The time is just right. It's three o'clock now. After buying it, it's half past three, and you can eat it after six o'clock."
The child was stunned for a moment, and his smile brightened again.
"Great!!"
The kitchen of the rental house was actually kept clean, but Jiang Wang never opened the fire.
- Not really, not at all.
So much so that have to buy a steamer and pots and pans when go out today.
He has been here for more than a month since he came over 20 years ago, and he went out to eat at the restaurant.
At the same time, Peng Xingwang has no experience of cooking with his family at all.
So much so that the classmates in the class complained that the family let him eat dinner and wash the dishes, which was a sweet show off to his ears.
The child floats up as he walks.
I can do the dishes at home too!
I can also make dumplings with my brother! I'm going to show off when school starts! !
Jiang Wang was careful not to fly out like a balloon, while trying to find some reference in his blank brain.
What do you want for dumplings?
noodle? Meat? vegetable? Yeast, yes, but also to buy yeast...how to use yeast?
No matter, buy these first, and then use the newly bought computer to check how to do it when you get home.
He didn't show any timidity on the surface at all, and even brazenly put on the tone of cooking for many years.
"What kind of stuffing do you like? Anything."
I even assembled mortars in the barracks, so I still can't make dumplings.
The child was embarrassed to order too complicated stuffing, and only said that he wanted to eat cabbage and pork stuffing.
When Jiang Wang was buying meat, he dispatched the child to buy candied haws, and turned to ask the aunt who cut the meat quietly.
"Auntie, what do you want to buy for making dumplings?"
Auntie was very enthusiastic, and she talked a lot, and she continued to repeat it when Peng Xingwang came back with two candied haws.
"Okay, okay, I remember it," the eldest brother quickly stopped talking for fear of being discovered by the child: "Thank you, I will often come to buy meat in the future."
"okay!"
Peng Xingwang was very happy when he encountered such a simple family activity. He deliberately tiptoed to feed his brother to eat candied haws.
Jiang Wang's cramming was not successful on the spot, and he forgot when he walked to the grocery store.
Did you just say high-gluten or low-gluten flour? What is the middle muscle for?
By the time bought the whole set, it was almost four o'clock when got home.
Jiang Wang taught the child how to type on the keyboard and search for questions on Baidu, and went through the kneading process with him.
"Ah," Peng Xingwang responded, "We didn't buy cabbage!"
"I'll go buy it! Brother, just make the noodles!"
The noodles were pretty successful, and the stuffing was chopped up nicely.
Around the coffee table, one big and one small cut the dough and roll out the dough with a serious look, confirming each step three times before starting.
Then the first drawer is all oddly shaped.
Peng Xingwang wanted to ask his brother if you had never made dumplings before, but he swallowed the words for fear that he would cut his head off.
Jiang Wang frowned and didn't say a word. He was already thinking that this cage was not good enough to go out to eat, so he got up and interrupted the progress of making dumplings.
"Boil a pot first and see."
... It's really impossible to give most of the remaining pot of noodles and stuffing to the neighbors, don't waste things.
The two of them were really not strong enough, so that before the dumplings were boiled, they dipped their hands in flour and took turns to tighten the mouth, and then put them in and stirred.
After the dumplings surfaced, ordered water three or four times to make sure they were cooked through.
Then a brand new pot of meatballs, minced meat and cabbage soup debuted.
"That's all." The man conceded defeat neatly: "I can't win this kind of thing, go out to eat, eat a big portion."
Peng Xingwang looked at him sadly, watching the dumpling skins and meatballs float up and down in the pot, and the whole pot of soup had everything like vomit.
"No, this is our first time making dumplings together." The child suddenly said, "Let's ask Mr. Ji to save the scene, Mr. Ji will definitely!"
Jiang Wang said with a stern face: "Does your brother want to lose face?"
The child looked at him reverently: "Go, go."
Five minutes later, one big and one small knocked on the door holding the stuffing and noodles.
"Teacher Ji
, can you make dumplings? " w ,please keep in mind:,,,