Ji Linqiu opened the door, and his eyes fell on the stainless steel basin held by the two of them.

"If I say no, are you planning to go back with this big pot of stuffing?"

Jiang Wang didn't change his face: "No, I'll take it and send it to Aunt Wang downstairs."

"Capacity." Ji Linqiu laughed and scolded, stepping on flip-flops and turning around: "You go downstairs first, I'll change clothes over here."

"Do you still need to change clothes?" Jiang Wang said casually, "How long have you known each other? Come on."

After the summer vacation, Ji Linqiu didn't have to wear a gentle teacher at all times. At home, he wore a loose pure white T-shirt, fluffy hair and bare feet, and a glass of cola with ice cubes in his hand.

It is estimated that some people believe that he has just graduated from college, and his body is full of greenness.

Ji Linqiu raised his eyebrows, taking Jiang Wang's words as a compliment, and went back to the house and turned off the radio to accompany them to make dumplings.

The child was very curious when he was holding a large pot of cabbage and minced meat.

"Don't Teacher Ji usually watch TV?"

"Don't look," Ji Linqiu walked forward with his pocket in his pocket: "boring."

Peng Xingwang had never seen the teacher's style before, and was a bit at a loss.

On the contrary, Jiang Wang was much more relaxed, and he felt more comfortable than usual when he met him at school.

"Don't watch a movie or something?"

"Occasionally watch the office for a while after working overtime, and I just want to sleep when I get home." Ji Linqiu yawned: "In two days, I will have to train teachers for another half a month, so I can't sleep."

The child was almost a year old when he first saw Teacher Ji yawning and his eyes were round for a long time.

The three of them washed their hands and sat down again. The two of them sat on the sidelines and waited to join hands. Ji Linqiu held his head and looked at the dough.

"How to pack?"

Jiang Wang's expression froze: "You don't either?"

"This is not to join in the fun," Ji Linqiu saw that his computer was on, got up and watched the video: "Oh, probably."

When came back, casually twisted a piece of skin, tried to knead the stuffing into the innermost part, and pinched eight pleats in a decent manner.

Although it is not as good-looking as the fried dumplings sold on the street, it is much more decent than the previous one.

As soon as Ji Linqiu studied, he became serious, and he didn't talk to each other, but concentrated on exploring skills while wrapping up.

There is a lot of convenience when going down the half-drawer, and the pack becomes more brisk as you go back, and the twelve pleats are neat and beautiful.

Jiang Wang was really being compared, he sat next to him and watched for a while, and snorted, "Is that what I do?"

Ji Linqiu glanced at Peng Xingwang who was playing with the dough and pinching dinosaurs, and said with a half-smile, "I'll take a look when you pack one."

Jiang Wang rolled the dough in front of him and kneaded the stuffing, and half of the stuffing popped out before the pleats were finished.

"The grip is wrong," Ji Linqiu pouted his mouth with floured fingertips: "It's important here, and it's loose next to it."

Then, just like the subject, predicate and object of the six tenses, he clearly explained the essentials before and after.

The two of them gradually became familiar with each other. There was "Approaching Science" in the room, and there was also a long row of velociraptor Tyrannosaurus rex kneaded with dough on the coffee table.

Jiang Wang did not expect that the two men could make dumplings so well, and they were busy and had time to watch Ji Linqiu.

I couldn't help but compliment me on how beautiful it was.

Men are naturally overly narcissistic creatures. When comparing themselves with Wu Yanzu Jincheng Wu, it is difficult to admit that others are more handsome than themselves.

Ji Linqiu's eye tail lines stretch, and there is a sense of charm with a light blink.

The brow bone is just right, thin lips, pale skin and jade white,

With a little packaging, it is more than enough to debut as a star.

Four drawers of newly wrapped dumplings are boiled in one cage and fried in one cage, and the remaining one person and one drawer are brought back to the refrigerator for freezing, which can last two or three days.

The child was also waiting to be hungry, and the vinegar didn't care about Zhan and buried his head to eat, Jiang Wang watched it for a long time, still reluctant to give up.

Ji Linqiu saw something, and tentatively asked when parting: "Why does Brother Jiang seem to be in a bad mood?"

Jiang Wang smiled: "The child's mother is coming back, maybe I plan to pick him up."

"Not necessarily." Ji Linqiu said calmly, "Children will choose the life they like more."

"What's wrong with going with my mother?" Jiang Wang didn't think much about it: "I've been married for more than a year, and I think it's safe to think about it."

Ji Linqiu has been teaching for nearly seven years and has witnessed too many things. At this moment, he only slowly shook his head and waved goodbye.

After Jiang Wang closed the door, he looked at Peng Xingwang who was focusing on watching TV, and walked into the balcony after a while to close the door.

Then called Du Wenjuan's phone.

He has listened to a lot of news playing cards with people these days, and it took a little effort to get the new mobile phone number of the child's mother.

Du Wenjuan married a man who worked in a public institution. It took him four hours to take the green train from other provinces. He also heard some stories about Jiang Wang from relatives and friends here in City A.

Jiang Wang had almost no contact with this woman when he became an adult.

The woman called him several times when she got old, probably as if she wanted to find a retirement home, but Jiang Wang responded indifferently and simply, and had no intention of getting closer.

He was absent when he was a child, and there is no need to appear again in twenty years.

His breathing gradually slowed to a minimum as he waited for the call to be answered.

My heart beat a little, and felt uneasy for a long time.

This was probably the first time in his own life that he took the initiative to contact his biological mother.

"Hello? Hello?" A young female voice came from the opposite side, listening to her just turning 30: "Is it a typo?"

"No," Jiang Wang said calmly, "I'm Jiang Wang, and I'm taking care of Peng Xingwang."

The woman responded in surprise, with a flustered tone: "Hello, hello, I heard about you from a friend, and I just planned to come back in the next few days."

"They said you were a relative from the Du family," she said hurriedly, and she didn't know how to express it: "It may also be that there are too many relatives on my parents' side, sorry...I don't remember very well."

"You have a cousin, and the family is doing business in Hong Kong, which is kind to me." Jiang Wang said calmly: "They originally asked me to come and see the children when they were on a business trip."

"But what I saw...it's not very good. So they left me to develop business in City A and take care of the children."

The woman nodded in a panic and said apologetically, "My mother has four or five brothers, and I can't tell who is who, but they have always been very kind to me."

"Please be sure to express my gratitude for me, and my lover and I will also thank you in person when we come here." She hesitated for a few seconds, as if she felt that she was not worthy to ask such a question: "Xingwang now... Is it better?"

Jiang Wang thought for a moment that she was asking about her current situation.

The man came back to his senses, and was silent for a few seconds before answering: "The second in the class in the final exam, I have gained a lot of weight, and I am very healthy and cheerful."

Is a very good child.

When Du Wenjuan received the call, all the dereliction of duty as a mother resurfaced.

She felt embarrassed and embarrassed to talk to this stranger across from her, but she had to ask him to take care of the child for a few more days.

"My wife and I bought tickets for July 20th. We'll come over after work on Friday. We'll contact you when we arrive."

Jiang Wang responded briefly, and didn't ask until the phone hung up.

How are you going to explain to Xingwang?

In fact, the child has always missed you. If we meet, please hug him more.

The woman's mind is all on the child, and she has not explored his identity in more detail.

The night wind blew people's nerves like they were immersed in ice cubes, and their thoughts were dragged down, as if they were going to melt with the restlessness of the summer night.

Jiang Wang squatted down like a child, hugging his knees and looking into the dark distance.

He used to be like a person roaming in the sea of ​​​​stars, and suddenly there was a small satellite scurrying around, and the two of them sat together on the Milky Way to watch the sun.

Now, the small satellite can finally return to the real harbor.

Peng Xingwang saw in the living room that both episodes were over, and he didn't wait for Jiang Wang to come back and eat oranges with him.

The child slipped off the rocking chair and ran to the balcony to find him, only to see the falling shadow of the man tucked knees outside the glass partition.

The moon is high, the sky is dark, and the world is quiet.

Peng Xingwang couldn't imagine why a person as omnipotent as his brother would be so sad.

He mustered up his courage and stepped forward, knocked on the door, and walked towards him with a big smile.

"Brother, there are mosquitoes outside!"

Jiang Wang's feet were a little numb when he squatted, and he reached out and touched the child's head.

"Brother wants to tell you something."

"Ang?" Peng Xingwang tilted his head: "Do you have a girlfriend?"

"……no."

"Your business is losing money, we have to pick up the trash?"

"……impossible."

"What's wrong with that," the child squeezed his face: "Smile."

Jiang Wang laughed and slowly reached out to hug him.

"Tell you good news."

"Your mother is coming back to see you this Friday."

Peng Xingwang was stunned for a moment, then jumped up quickly.

"Really!!"

"Is it really mom!!!"

What a little heartless brat, forget it.

Jiang Wang led him back, his ears were almost deaf.

"Is my mother coming back from Hong Kong to see me? She won't suddenly stop on the balcony of our house on the plane!"

"Does she miss me!! I haven't seen it for several years, will she confuse me with other children?"

"Ah, brother, I'm so happy that I can't sleep tonight. My face is burning and you can touch it."

"You touch it!!!"

The elder brother tried his best to control the child.

"I'll take you to buy new clothes tomorrow and get a decent haircut."

"Stop jumping, and then jumping downstairs, Aunt Wang sweeps the broom upstairs and beats you up."

...Do you want to tell him about Du Wenjuan's remarriage?

Or should I hide it first and wait until my mother arrives to tell me?

Jiang Wang scolded a dirty word in his heart while bathing the child whose neck was covered in flour like a mud monkey.

Grass, one or two of you, it's cool to fall in love and start a family by yourself, can you think about children.

I have to help wipe my ass, why?

It arrived on Friday in a flash. The train said it would arrive at 9:30 pm and it might be late. Jiang Wang woke up at 5 am.

After waking up, couldn't sleep no matter how pancakes were made. First, carefully cleaned the house and changed all the sheets and duvets. even took the children to wash a fragrant one from beginning to end. was not allowed to roll on the grass with classmates.

Then go to work and feel restless.

Men are always good at making excuses, putting on the face of a conscientious parent, and sending messages to Ji Linqiu who is still in a coma.

[In the past two days, Xingwang's mother came over. Is it convenient for Teacher Ji to accompany him to chat about the child's situation? ]

The gentle teacher Ji didn't wake up until 12:30, and it was very late to reply to the news.

[Come on. ]

[Find me for help next time, don't pretend, they're all big-tailed wolves. ]

The ginger big tail wolf was very happy to recognize it.

[Yes, I'm really a little cowardly, you accompany me to see them these two days, buddy will invite you to drink. ]

[If you don't drink alcohol, you can help me write eight thousand words of teacher's experience, hand in the word document, and send you a text message in the format. ]

[……OK. ]

At nine o'clock in the evening, two big and one small, dressed like dogs, took their seats at the station.

Peng Xingwang also learned from the TV set, and drew a little rainbow card with the words "Welcome Mommy Home" on it.

Jiang Wang was really embarrassed when he saw the license plate, but he couldn't dissuade him from posting the stars and moon all afternoon.

It was late, and the old train station smelled of dust.

There are already homeless people dragging cardboard woven bags to find a corner nearby, and there are old people playing spinning tops in a small square nearby, making people upset.

Jiang Wang was accustomed to the high-speed rail station and the airport, and it was hard not to dislike it when he returned to such a place. He started to fight mosquitoes within ten minutes of welcoming guests.

Teacher Ji changed back to the school style again, standing next to the child and chatting with him patiently.

It wasn't until 9:40 that the middle-aged men and women with suitcases came out in a hurry.

The woman looked at just thirty-one, and the man was estimated to be close to forty, and she was quite dressed, at least much more decent than Peng Jiahui.

Jiang Wang had never met Du Wenjuan.

The mother in his memory was a gentle and vague shadow, and even her face was not clear enough.

Twenty-seven years is enough for a person to forget a lot of things.

But when the woman walked towards them, a cold desire for intravenous injection suddenly surged in his heart, as if the dusty bloodline resonated, urging him to go over to meet her.

At this moment, they are all just strangers.

"Star!"

"Mother!!"

The child jumped over with a cheer, and was hugged by the woman and rubbed his head.

"You've grown so tall, you're a little adult!"

Jiang Wang was silent and took a step back.

Ji Linqiu did not pass, giving mother and son sufficient time for intimacy.

He clasped his hands together, again the docile look of an English teacher.

"Sick of home? Go back and have a look when you have time."

"I can't go back." The man smiled lightly: "It's a pity."

Ji Linqiu's eyes changed slightly, and he lightly patted his shoulder.

People on both sides deliberately saved dinner to this point, and only a little bit on the way.

Ji Linqiu ordered the restaurant in advance, and ordered a light and nourishing casserole porridge after ordering.

The man next to Du Wenjuan, surnamed Chang, works at the health bureau in the city.

"Drink some wine?" He said diligently: "Both of you have worked hard, thank you for coming to pick us up."

Jiang Wang looked at the yogurt in Du Wenjuan's cup and motioned the waiter to open two more boxes: "It's too late, let's drink something simple, it's alright."

Mr. Chang laughed stiffly, sat back and said, "Wenjuan and I are here this time.

, is also thinking of looking at the stars. "

The child raised his head, as if he understood what was coming, and concentrated on eating without asking much.

Ji Linqiu got up and toasted them all, and the husband and wife returned to each other in a hurry, and then began to talk about primary school education in the two cities.

"Yes, we are also focusing on English over there. Hey, remedial classes are valuable now."

"Thank you Teacher Ji for caring so much about our Xingwang-"

Jiang Wang was heartbroken when he heard this.

What is our home, can you come today?

The woman is also self-aware that she is wrong, and she kept serving the children at the banquet, and settled the bill while she was going to the bathroom.

Jiang Wang didn't stop him, he just quietly watched a few of them interact.

"I've been playing with Xingwang for the past few days," Du Wenjuan got up and filled them with yogurt again, smiling apologetically: "I didn't spend time with my child before, but tomorrow I'll take him to the playground and zoo, which just happens to be summer vacation."

The child suddenly remembered something.

"Can I sleep with mom tonight?"

"sure."

"no."

Jiang Wang didn't even think about it and said yes, and raised his head when he heard the objection.

"The child is already nine years old," Mr. Chang smiled: "Xingxing, you are old enough to learn to sleep by yourself, you know."

Peng Xingwang seemed to have been stabbed, pursed his lips and said, "I just turned eight years old, and I usually sleep by myself."

Du Wenjuan looked at Mr. Chang with disapproval, who frowned and shook his head: "You have to be careful, what if you press the child?"

"Xingxing," the woman bit her lip, "it just happened to be late, and I didn't bring the towel and toothbrush. Mom will pick you up tomorrow morning, okay?"

Peng Xingwang nodded and continued to eat the last dessert.

The children were eating slowly, and Teacher Ji was still drinking porridge. Mr. Chang got up and went out to smoke, leaving a few of them to chat in the room.

Jiang Wang pretended to go to the bathroom, and went out to smoke after a while.

"Hello, it's hard work," Chang Hua shook hands with him, "I heard Wenjuan say you're her cousin?"

"I can't talk about it," Jiang Wang said casually: "After several blood ties, there is a relationship."

"Isn't it very familiar?" Chang Hua breathed a sigh of relief and took a deep breath of the flue: "I made you laugh just now, sorry."

"But we're all men, you understand," he said in a subtle voice, "how can this child be her ex-husband's son, too close... Silly."

Jiang Wang smiled: "I understand."

It's very frustrating.

"Wenjuan is good everywhere, but she's just confused. She told me that she has a son outside a month before her wedding." Chang Hua turned his back on Jiang Wang, rolled his eyes, and pressed the cigarette out on the railing: "The child's father is also No matter what, let her worry about it every day."

"But you don't have to worry, when this child takes us there, I'll definitely treat it as a real son," the middle-aged man said sharply again: "I'll arrange a key primary school for him, and it will definitely be as good as this."

Jiang Wangxu hummed and threw the cigarette he just lit into the water basin.

It was eleven o'clock when the two groups parted, and the mother and child were reluctant to part.

"See you tomorrow," Chang Hua said with a full smile: "Sleep well, Xingxing."

Jiang Wang pulled the corner of his mouth and carried the child back to the car.

Ji Linqiu sat in the co-pilot and waited for the car to go far before relaxing.

He had been quietly adjusting the atmosphere, and now he was too tired to speak.

Peng Xingwang stared at the car window to see his mother's figure in the distance, and whispered, "Mum looks good."

"She worked hard in the past, but now she finally has a chance to see you," Jiang Wang turned back the steering wheel, speaking very formulaic: "I have to get up early tomorrow, go home and take a shower and sleep."

The child kept looking outside, and suddenly said, "Brother, you are an adult now, do you still miss your mother?"

Jiang Wang looked at the vehicle passing by like a meteor in the distance, his voice was very soft: "Yes."

"Maybe think about it often."

Ji Linqiu laughed, and his voice was drowsy: "There is nothing but thinking and not wanting."

Hearing their conversation, Peng Xingwang felt that he might not be so ashamed, and it wasn't a shame to think about his mother.

"When I hugged my mother just now, it was like in heaven," he whispered. "She has such nice hair, and she keeps kissing me."

The car drove all the way from the restaurant next to the station to the house. The two men led the child upstairs. The corridor was still pitch-black, and only a faint red light could be seen from the coal stove at the door of the old woman next door.

When it was time to part, Peng Xingwang asked again.

"In the future, do I want to call Uncle Chang Dad?"

"Won't."

"meeting."

Jiang Wang looked up at Ji Linqiu, surprised by his truth.

"There's no need to coax him at this time," Ji Linqiu looked at Jiang Wang: "He knows exactly what happened."

Peng Xing thought about it for a while, and showed greatness.

"It's okay, I'm a good talker," he waved: "Thank you, Teacher Ji, good night!"

Jiang Wang fell back on the bed after taking a shower, feeling squeamish for a while.

Certainly can't do that.

He has such a violent temper and is very good at dealing with social gangsters and troublesome business, but when he encounters this kind of twisted family relationship, he can't help it.

So much so that La Jilinqiu had to come to help on the spot, otherwise he might have left in a black face halfway.

It may also be that the three people making dumplings and watching TV together were too warm.

The warmth of that scene made him have an illusion, as if he could raise his young self alone to grow up, regardless of any lingering blood ties.

Jiang Wang turned over and suddenly wanted to grab the sheep beside Peng Xingwang's bed and sleep in his arms.

The door was suddenly knocked twice.

"Brother, are you asleep?"

"No."

"May I come inside?"

"Ok."

The child groped around with the sheep in his arms and stood by his bed and looked at him.

Jiang Wang twitched his eyebrows, feeling irritable and not polite when he said, "Don't be afraid to oversleep tomorrow."

Peng Xingwang blinked.

"Brother, can I sleep with you?"

Jiang Wang thought to himself that I was very strange when I adopted him as a child.

It would be fucking Stephen King if he slept with himself in his arms at night.

"...Come up."

"Kick you down if you move around."

The child snorted and slept next to him with the sheep in his arms, obediently not moving, and lying upright.

Jiang Wang closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

After sleeping for a while, he put the child in his arms expressionlessly and stretched out his arms tightly.

"No snoring."

Peng Xingwang was like a cat in his chest, his hairy head was pressed against his chin, and he responded excitedly.

a sound.

Then he fell asleep very well and didn't snort all night.w ,please keep in mind:,,,