Ji Linqiu seemed to be smoked by the butter hot pot, Jiang Wangyi acted like a spoiled child, and he agreed by accident.

He had planned it a long time ago, and he has been avoiding there, so don't waste even a little bit of time.

Sometimes the past and the family are like a dark vortex, and if you get a little closer, even the light can be sucked away.

As long as people go back there, they become irritable, impatient, and difficult to communicate.

Then they merged into the same kind.

Jiang Wang has no interest in folk activities such as the Chinese New Year. He simply couldn't see other people tossing Ji Linqiu.

It doesn't count if you're okay with bullying yourself.

There are only two life philosophies of Jiang Wang, 'Don't be tangled when you encounter problems' and 'If you have problems, just do it'.

If you don't deal with the problem and do it until it explodes, no matter how far you avoid it in the future, the trouble will still linger, and it may suddenly appear one day to cloud people.

Ji Changxia hardly believed that this matter was solved so easily.

She lowered her head and ate a small bowl of fresh tripe that was so spicy that it turned black, and there was almost no sweat on her forehead.

Until the end of the meal, as if the reading article was finally loaded, he suddenly stood up and raised his glass.

"Brother Jiang, I'll give you a toast! Really, thank you very much!"

Jiang Wang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and put the mouth of the cup very low.

"During the Chinese New Year, I'm going to come over to disturb you. Thank you in advance."

Ji Changxia didn't stay in Hongcheng much, as if he was afraid of causing trouble for them.

Ji Linqiu originally planned to take her around the next day, go to Jiang Wang Bookstore for a cup of coffee and buy books. Unexpectedly, her sister had already hitchhiked back to the provincial capital in the morning, and specially sent a text message to ask him to eat on time and take care of him Own.

Ji Linqiu noticed that her sister was walking in a hurry, and her expression was not relieved.

He stood at the door of the empty guest room for a long time, as if he was trying to save something, but he missed it again.

Strangely, Jiang Wang also disappeared.

This weekend, it stands to reason that Jiang Wang will work and sleep until the sky is dark.

Ji Linqiu originally thought he was sending Ji Changxia off, but it was not until half past twelve that the man came back humming a little tune.

"I've eaten with Xingwang, and the kitchen still has soup for you."

Ji Linqiu didn't see what was wrong with him at first glance, but only then did he see the man's ears with a touch of golden light shining through his eyes.

"You... have your ears pierced?"

Jiang Wang walked towards him in a few steps, propped up his hands in a showy way, and Jun Lang's side face immediately drew closer.

"He's handsome."

He put a bone ring on the pinna of his left ear, and the pure gold ring went through the cartilage for half a circle, and it would shake slightly when he moved.

The man's skin is wheatish, and his temperament is like a wild horse.

If ordinary people wear pure gold jewelry, they will make their skin color black and yellow, as if they are always a bit vulgar.

But Jiang Wang's left ear was decorated with a gold ring, which made it even more noble.

Calmly, the light in his eyes is bright when he smiles.

Peng Xingwang was cleaning the cupboards in the kitchen, but he heard the sound and rushed out to take a look.

"Wow - brother, don't you feel pain!"

"It's easy to get infected when it's hot," Ji Linqiu confirmed whether he had bought the ointment: "Be careful of inflamed things."

"It was in a regular hospital...that's not the point." Jiang Wang didn't wait for him to praise himself, and then moved forward: "Praise me for being handsome, hurry up."

Only then did Ji Linqiu feel relieved, and laughed: "I didn't expect you to play so much in the early morning."

"It's really handsome." He felt that something in his heart was prying again, and he calmly suppressed the strange feeling when he spoke: "Gold matches you very well."

Peng Xingwang stood on tiptoe to look at it, but Jiang Wang bent down quite cooperatively.

"It's so beautiful," the child remembered something, and was a little sad: "But then you can't come and pick me up."

Jiang Wang didn't understand the logic of these two things.

"Mr. Xu is our head teacher. She hates adults wearing jewelry to get their ears pierced, especially for men." Peng Xingwang said sullenly, "If you wear this, she will call you a second-rate, a social bastard. , shemale gay."

Ji Linqiu stopped breathing for a while.

Before he could give any more reaction, Jiang Wang laughed again: "What Teacher Xu said must be right."

Peng Xingwang had never been asked such a question before, so he paused for a while and said, "But there was an old man in the city who liked to wear a tattered dress and a hairpin. Many poker fathers and mothers said that about him."

Jiang Wang squatted down to look at him and asked patiently, "When the old man is not wearing a skirt, will those who speak take special care of him?"

"Well, no, you're still very welcome."

"Then he wears a skirt, will he hurt other people and be locked up?"

"It doesn't seem to be."

"So, why can't he dress himself up a bit better?"

Jiang Wang touched his earbone ring in front of Peng Xingwang, his smile still bright.

"My brother is a very narcissistic person."

"My brother wants to go out every day shining brightly, everyone sees me and praises that President Jiang is so fucking handsome."

After saying that, he looked up at Ji Linqiu, who could only be pressed and repeated.

"...Mr. Jiang, you are so handsome."

"Look, Mr. Ji is convinced by my appearance." Jiang Wang was very satisfied with the praise, patted Peng Xingwang on the shoulder and said, "When you are an adult, you can pierce your ears as often as you like, it's okay. Dye your hair like an onion."

Peng Xingwang seemed to understand, and looked up at Teacher Ji again.

Then there was a little more longing in his eyes.

"If Teacher Ji wears earrings, it must look very good."

Afraid that Ji Linqiu would misunderstand him, he quickly added: "TV stars are like this! There will be a beautiful little gem in the earlobe!"

Ji Linqiu made this plan a long time ago, and laughed helplessly: "Male teachers are not allowed to wear ear studs. If I get my ears pierced now, I have to wear something to keep the piercing from healing, so it's unlikely."

"Then you can also wear ear clips." Jiang Wang didn't take it seriously: "Let's go, I'll accompany you to pick."

Peng Xingwang played in the living room for a while and then went upstairs to spread the quilt. The two adults acquiesced to his simple idea of ​​paying the rent by labor and stayed in the living room to take medicine.

The hospital gave the corresponding disinfectant spray and two tubes of ointment, which need to be applied three times a day.

Ji Linqiu had applied medicine to the students several times before, and Ben felt that this kind of trivial matter was just a handy help.

It was only when Jiang Wang took off the bone ring and sat in front of him that he realized that he couldn't do anything.

Jiang Wang is fragrant.

This fragrance doesn't come from laundry detergent, it doesn't come from body wash or shampoo.

It's the hormonal smell of a twenty-seven-year-old man.

Like the bright sunlight from summer to autumn, golden light sprinkled all over the ground, scalding the leaves of the grass and fields.

He could smell the light minty scent of his aftershave, smell the warmth on him as if it were embraced by the sun

Son.

Even after smoking yesterday, the slightly bitter taste on the collar side has not completely dissipated.

Every strand swayed like a swimming fish, making Ji Linqiu's breathing unnatural.

He shouldn't be so close to a man. He seems to be too sensitive to his hormones.

"Huh? Can't find a place?" Jiang Wang turned his back to Ji Linqiu and touched his ear with his fingertips: "Here."

Ji Linqiu lowered his head and took the cotton swab, regretting that he had moved here.

He should continue to live alone.

Spray it once, then apply it back and forth.

Ji Linqiu deliberately distanced herself and bent over to paint him, not wanting to have physical contact with Jiang Wang anymore.

"You can support my shoulders." Jiang Wang looked back and found that Ji Linqiu was hesitating, and then raised his bun face and dragged his voice: "Mr. Ji - you are so familiar with us that you still worry about this."

Every time he acts like a spoiled child, he is as childish as Peng Xingwang.

Ji Linqiu sighed in his heart, feeling a headache for the straight man's thick nerves.

"Don't move, be careful that my cotton swab pierces your ear."

Jiang Wang obediently remained motionless, playing with the golden bone ring with his fingertips, watching its luster sway to and fro.

"It took me more than an hour to pick this one." He whispered, "I'm afraid you'll laugh at me if it's too ugly."

"Why are you laughing at you?" Ji Linqiu turned his attention to the wound on his ear, and carefully wiped the red area with the edge of the cotton swab.

Jiang forgot to speak after a while, and his voice was a little green.

"Because... I have always envied you."

"Mr. Ji is very good-looking, can sing and play guitar, and speak English well."

"I've read a lot of books, and I understand everything."

"I've been thinking about it, I have to clean up myself a little bit, so I can add extra points."

When he said these thoughts, like a high school student, he carried some awe for Teacher Ji.

Also like an adult who wants to work hard to stand by Ji Linqiu's side, casual and serious.

Ji Linqiu put down the cotton swab and packed several medicines into the medicine box.

"You have good taste." He motioned for him to put the ring back on and look in the mirror again.

"I said before that there is a small mole on the side of your neck near the earlobe. If you don't look carefully, it's like it's deliberately dotted there."

"If you make a hole in the earlobe, it will look ugly. Now it's just right."

Jiang Wang blew his whistle and came back again.

"I'll take you to get one tomorrow."

"No, you have to wait until next summer vacation if you want to come."

Jiang Wang responded with a sound, reached out to touch his right ear, and swayed his palm with a thin cocoon from the wing of the ear.

"Your earlobes are round and fit."

Ji Linqiu's blood seemed to have been electrocuted in an instant, and he looked up at him as if he was pinned to the spot.

Men are still considering whether stud earrings or earrings are more suitable.

Ji Linqiu once again forced himself to filter out all the excess emotions.

His instinct seemed to be finally awakened.

After telling himself that the man on the opposite side is exactly within the range of his preferences, he can completely like him.

With love, with sex, with all the lewd and lewd thoughts.

"I'm going upstairs first, and Xingwang is waiting for me to move things together."

Jiang Wang got up and took the medicine box back into the storage cabinet, waving his hand: "Let's eat grilled clams for dinner? I'll drive, you treat me~"

Ji Linqiu retracted his gaze and whispered, "Forget it."

"There's still work to do, so go ahead."

He dared not look into his eyes.

The bookstore has been in some trouble recently.

-Coffee is not very popular.

Boss Jiang is not an absolute pursuit of interests, so he put this issue on hold for a long time.

Until one day, compared the bill and found that half of the coffee beans that were shipped three months ago were still left.

"Only high school students like to have two cups. Now junior high school students and elementary school students like to drink milk tea and buy more desserts." The staff on duty explained: "Other people in the city think coffee is bitter and drink less."

...probably not yet the time for this culture to be marketed.

Just like avocados were smashed by advertisements, Double Eleven was not a shopping festival at first. In 2006, coffee was still a pastime for a few people.

Isn't it delicious to drink tea?

Boss Jiang reflected on his inertial thinking and instructed the internal staff to bring the menu back and change it again.

"Chocolate Melaleuca and Mango Melaleuca, and sell some soufflés."

This kind of dessert is very popular with little girls, and the ingredients are cheap and easy to make, so there is no loss.

The employee in charge of the records was dazed.

"Lasagne? Spread the scallion oil earlier?"

"What is it?"

Jiang Wang was a little disgusted: "You check online, don't ask me anything."

After a while the staff ran back.

"Boss, after checking, there really isn't any."

Jiang Wang wondered if you were kidding me, and checked in front of him.

As of now, there are only three relevant search records, and it's an unrelated personality test, and there's really no such thing as a practice.

Boss Jiang was hit by the time difference for the first time.

No, was the information so blocked in 2006?

...So this kind of dessert only became popular after 2010?

"I'll look back." He coughed: "You go and do other things first."

There must be some on the Internet. I will ask Mr. Ji to help translate it. I will do it myself first and then teach the staff.

Boss Jiang was inexplicably confident in his cooking skills, so he turned around and got off work early to pick up the children from school.

There are hawkers at the school gate selling grasshopper cages with bamboo poles.

After drying, the rush will become brownish yellow, tough and hard, and it can be twisted into an octagonal pitcher after a few bends.

A large number of grasshopper cages are tied to the poles like bells, and the sound is like a tide.

Jiang Wang almost forgot that there was such a gadget in the past, so he specifically asked about the price.

"Three dollars a! Five dollars for two!"

The first batch of children just came out of school early, and they rushed to buy when they heard the sound.

Jiang Wang bought one with some money and walked in with the rush knot.

Peng Xingwang just walked out of the class and was startled when he saw him, and quickly laughed.

"elder brother."

"Mr. Ji isn't in your class today? Let's wait for him."

The two stood in the corridor on the first floor and waited quietly.

Jiang Wang played with this octagonal cage fresh, and after a while, he remembered that it was a small gift for Xingxing, and put the cage in his hand.

"do you like it?"

he's worried about it

In the middle of the night, he yelled and disturbed the people, so he specially warned: "Go back and put the small cage on the west balcony of the third floor. If you give some leaves every day, you can live for a long time."

The child picked up the grass cage, flipped through it curiously, and said thank you.

Jiang Wang smelled something wrong again.

The kid didn't jump today.

The spirit seems to be okay, but it is estimated that something is wrong.

Raising children now is like drawing a lottery every day, and when he is lucky, something will happen.

Ji Linqiu just came down with a bag, and was stunned when he saw one big and one small waiting beside the stairs.

"Brother Jiang... are you waiting for me?"

"Well, let's go home together." Jiang Wang took Peng Xingwang and said with a smile, "If you don't come back, there will be few people at home."

Ji Linqiu couldn't do anything about him, so he pulled Peng Xingwang on the other side and whispered, "There's no need to wait for me, sometimes I have to work late."

Jiang Wang suddenly turned to look at his eyes.

"Mr. Ji is shy?"

Ji Linqiu glared at him.

Peng Xingwang didn't say much until he got into the car.

Jiang Wang had been trying to liven up the atmosphere just now, and only when the car started slowly did he ask him what happened.

Children are conflicted.

"I don't think I should have said it," he struggled. "...It's something I provoked myself."

Although the school teachers are strictly guarded, some children always like to bully others in groups.

The one who bullied Peng Xingwang earlier, then started laughing at another little girl who stuttered.

Several boys and girls would gather around during class breaks, imitating her speech with exaggerated expressions and movements, and then calling her nicknames loudly around her.

"I... I wanted to stop them in the past." Peng Xingwang whispered, "Maybe I shouldn't provoke them."

Ji Linqiu's classes today are in the next class, and her eyes turn cold when she hears the sound.

He first observed whether there were any scars on Xingwang's body, and then asked what happened afterward.

"They didn't dare to hit me because they were all afraid of Big Brother." The child sighed, inexplicably mature.

"Then he started singing 'Only Mom's in the World' around me."

Only a mother is good in the world, and a child without a mother is like a grass. Leaving the arms of mother, where can find happiness.

Only a mother is good in the world, a child with a mother does not know, if he knew, he would laugh in his dreams.

Children look pure, good is pure good, evil will also be naked evil.

Jiang Wang's eyes sank, and a pain point in his heart was also stepped on.

Who the hell wrote this stupid nursery rhyme?

"I originally wanted to explain that my mother has actually been there all the time, and I have to go to Cizhou to see her on the eleventh." Peng Xingwang said softly, "I'm afraid that I will say more, and they will have more to say."

Jiang Wang wanted to teach Peng Xingwang to scold him for a second.

But he didn't want to make him mean too.

Ji Linqiu suddenly said, "Turn around."

"Turn around?"

"Mr. Xu hasn't left yet. She stays late every day."

At this moment, the car had already driven to the gate of the community, and Ji Linqiu put the seat belt back on.

"Let's find her."

Jiang Wang was not sure of the consequences of doing so, but still chose to trust him.

Peng Xingwang suddenly panicked.

"Are you going to go to the teacher?" He said anxiously: "Will it make things bigger? I actually won't take this to heart, or just let it pass."

Ji Linqiu reached out and touched the child's head.

"Xingxing, some things need to be solved by adults."

"You can't take responsibility for everything."

Peng Xingwang's hair was fluffy and soft, and it felt like a fluffy chick.

Old Mrs. Xu really stayed in the office to change her homework, and the dishes in the insulated lunch box next to her were already cold.

She raised her head when she heard the knock on the door, her eyes first stayed on Jiang Wang's ear for a few seconds, showing a disapproving expression.

"what's up?"

Ji Linqiu led Peng Xingwang in and explained the whole thing.

The old lady was also annoyed by the children and her nerves became thicker. She rubbed her forehead and said, "It's too much. I'll ask them to come over and apologize tomorrow."

Peng Xingwang wanted to nod subconsciously, but was blocked by Ji Linqiu.

"I know you've worked hard, but Mr. Xu, if you don't say something outright, it's just appeasement."

He rarely used such a serious tone, and the aura of the whole person was unconsciously opened.

"This has happened more than once."

"Every class will have vulnerable children, sick, divorced, too fat or too thin, too smart or not smart, and after they bully one, there will always be another."

"Mr. Xu, I don't need to say more about the latter."

Jiang Wang had never seen such a teacher Ji.

Teacher Ji always seems to be neither fighting nor robbing, nor angry.

This is the first time that his edge has appeared at work.

Mrs. Xu helped her reading glasses and read Ji Linqiu up and down again.

She spoke slowly.

"You think I should get involved in this trivial matter?"

Ji Linqiu did not retreat, but looked directly into the eyes of the senior.

"You should."

"It's just that nothing major has happened yet, Teacher Xu."

The old lady finally heard the meaning of the warning, and said after a while that she knew, indicating that they could leave.

The next day, the class really held a class meeting, and invited a few thorns to the podium. All the old accounts were settled and the chickens were killed.

The old lady can't lose her temper, but when she is sarcastic, she can also make people unable to lift their heads.

"Don't apologize to Peng Xingwang."

"You should apologize to the whole class, you should apologize to all the students you laughed at."

Several boys and girls were trained to be disheartened, and in the end they all bowed and confessed their mistakes.

After Peng Xingwang experienced this, it wasn't the bragging that was impacted.

The child seemed to be suddenly cleared of something, and re-trusted the adults more.

It was as if he had finally stepped out from an isolated and helpless wilderness, tentatively trying to hold the hands of more people.

When the news came back to Jiang Wang's ears, he was waiting beside Ji Linqiu for the translation of the dessert recipe.

Ji Linqiu printed out the information on the Internet and translated it line by line with the pen that changed the homework. The handwriting was clear and powerful, and it was beautiful without knowing it.

Jiang Wang was originally reading his words, and his eyes fell on Teacher Ji's eyelashes.

When Ji Linqiu is docile, it looks particularly easy to bully.

Like a fluffy white rabbit, it doesn't seem to make a sound when it bites down.

In fact, he can kick people out with blood all over his face with one claw, and he still looks like he's fine when he's done, and he's innocent and pure.

Jiang Wang's Adam's apple moved, and he was hooked

itch.

He suddenly wanted to touch Ji Linqiu's beautiful ears, just like rubbing his favorite rabbit.

"What are you staring at me for?"

"A little surprised." Jiang Wang leaned over to watch the steps he wrote about making crepes, and said slowly, "I always thought you were afraid of Mrs. Xu."

Don't say whether Ji Linqiu is afraid or not, Jiang Wang has been afraid since he was a child, and every day he goes to the office, he is five steps away from this cool old lady, never too close.

"Well, it's scary. She's also very strict with her colleagues."

"Then...why do you still bring Xingxing to see her?"

Ji Linqiu's pen stopped, and after a while he resumed writing.

350ml milk, two eggs.

30 grams of sugar, 130 grams of low-gluten flour.

"I still hope that Xingwang can believe that there is order in this world."

When Ji Linqiu spoke again, his voice was cold and low, and every word was pleasant.

"I hope he doesn't carry everything by himself, and live a little more like a child."

"...that's how I love him."

Jiang Wang didn't make a sound, and leaned his head against his arm without making a sound.

In fact, he hid his face under his arms and smiled quietly.w, please keep in mind:,