Chapter 35

Meng Ye stretched out his hand to pull him up and patted the snow on his back: "Stop making trouble."

Zhuang Shao took his hand out of his palm, brushed the snow off the scarf for him, and stared at him for three seconds.

Then the two walked out in unison.

No one spoke during this time. Meng Ye was thinking about how to speak. After all, he had already finished bathing, and the confession had not yet begun. Zhuang Shao was thinking about what to do in the future, how to like Meng Ye without affecting this person, and how to not affect his studies and life.

After thinking about it, Tieguai Li Qing coughed.

"Who told you about my dad?"

Zhuang Xiangu said nothing. Now that the man has been betrayed, who will tip him off in the future?

Tieguai Li sighed: "If you don't want to say it, forget it, you know what you know. Actually, I didn't want to hide it from you, I just feel that there is nothing to say, it's all in the past."

Is it really over?

Zhuang Shao wanted to ask, but he felt a little cruel, so he just hummed.

"My dad can't find it. My mother and I have accepted this matter, and I have long thought that this person does not exist. My mother said that if he stumbles, he will be bad for his life, and if he casts himself in the river, he will be He's a bastard, in short, we can't let him be the shadow of both of us for a lifetime, we have to live well."

"Um."

There was rustling in the snow, and the snow flakes on the window rustled down, Meng Ye kept looking down.

"So you don't have to mention it deliberately, but don't be too shy. I do run to make up for my dad's regrets, but it's more because I like it. Don't take me too deeply or too weakly. , especially don't look at me with sympathy, I can't stand that."

Zhuang Shao suddenly said solemnly, "I didn't."

"I know you don't." Meng Ye said, "Just to emphasize."

After the accident, others sympathized with him more or less, and deliberately avoided the topic of his father, which made him very uncomfortable. He is pure love, and even if there is a shadow of his father in this love, he would have gotten rid of it in the sprint day after day.

His hand holding the small basket was white with cold, and his lips were a little bloody, but his expression was a little more relieved. Looking at him like this, Zhuang Shao likes it one more layer.

Whether it's Sister Ying or Meng Ye, their life has never been good, but they live more seriously than anyone else. Not only did they not get depressed in the struggles of life, but they gritted their teeth and maintained optimism and kindness towards life. If it was a different place, Zhuang Shao asked himself if he couldn't do it.

"What are you thinking about?" Meng Ye embarrassedly bumped his shoulder to ease the numb atmosphere, "Thinking of a girl?"

The matter of puppy love has not been judged yet!

Zhuang Shao said: "Where's the girl, you don't need to arrange me, just say what you want."

"Really not?"

"Nonsense." Zhuang Shao waved his hand on his shoulder, "I'm thinking about what to eat in the afternoon."

Meng Ye smiled: "You fucking know how to eat."

Zhuang Shao looked at him sideways, at his straggly short hair and the slow-moving Adam's apple, at his wheat-colored skin, and suddenly wanted to pinch him, so he started, grabbing his cheek with his right hand. A pull-

"You didn't eat less."

Meng Ye glared: "Stop."

Zhuang Shao squeezed with a smile: "It's quite elastic."

"Zhuang Shao, let me go! How about you molesting good women? I count one, two, three, and if you don't let go, I'll beat you!"

...

The Spring Festival kicked off with a lively start.

The clean-up was supposed to be done on the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, but Meng Ye's foot was injured for a few days, so it was delayed until the 28th of the twelfth lunar month.

Early that morning, the three unlucky children were called up by You Ying to assign tasks. Yu Na swept the floor, Meng Ye mopped the floor, and Zhuang Shao climbed a ladder to clean the eaves and glass. Neighbors around the neighborhood are no exception, almost all of them clean up inside and outside the house.

At noon, the three children were so tired that they shouted that they couldn't do it any more, that they would kill people, and that their parents were abusing their children.

"Next year, his mother will be an adult! What kind of children are you?" You Ying gave them a glance and kicked each one, "Hurry up, I'll go to your teacher tomorrow to say New Year's greetings to your teacher today."

What did Meng Ye say?

Yuna said huh?

Zhuang Shao said in a low voice, "Sister Ying, you have to pay a bribe too."

This small place in Yanling still retains the bad habit of parents giving offerings to teachers, but You Ying is the one who spends the unjust money. If she really wanted to spend it, her son wouldn't have been sitting in the last row for so long.

"Let your uncle's fragrant fart, I want you to say a few auspicious words to the teacher, and send two sesame seeds made by our family."

"..."

The three children turned their heads and frowned, how did they feel that they had heard this story before, they were very familiar.

Meng Ye: "Do you want to poison it?"

You Ying: "Don't force me to slap you."

The next day, the three of them all put on new clothes and hats, carried auspicious words in their pockets, and set off separately with two sesame biscuits in their hands.

When he arrived at Jiang Changji's house, his wife was alone, and he was bored.

"Meng Ye is here, fast forward, fast forward, sit down, I'll get you candy."

"..." Shi Niang treated him as a child every time, which made Meng Ye a little embarrassed and confused, "Mr. Dalang, isn't it, Teacher Jiang is not here?"

"Lao Jiang has gone to play with the sword."

"Ah?" Meng Ye's respectful little universe erupted, "Master, how can you say that about Master, he is your wife..."

"What do you mean?"

"My master is usually a little tricky, but you can't say that he-" It's cheap!

The teacher slapped him: "Where did he want to go! I mean he went to play Tai Chi sword!"

"Oh." Meng Ye rubbed his head and presented a New Year's gift to Dalang, "We made this at home, and my mother said to bring it for you to try."

Jiang Changji opened the door and came in with his sword in hand, and saw that the two of them were eating biscuits with relish.

"Meng Ye is here, don't know if you want me to go?"

When the mistress's eyes gouged out: "What kind of rare guest is he, I can't wait to come three times a week, and the floor mats at the door are all worn out!"

When the master thought the same, he immediately raised the sword and turned to the apprentice, quite as if to clean up the master's door: "Why haven't the eight hundred questions been brought to me for correction, and haven't been finished yet?"

"...No time." Meng Ye was guilty.

That's too much of a motherfucker, people are the sea of ​​questions, and Lao Jiang is the nth power of the sea of ​​questions. It's hard to make a discovery in the first year of high school, and there are those in the second year of high school, and those who have completed the discovery of physics and mathematics. The question, closed eyes is the question, the manuscript paper is full of his blood and tears!

"But I've finished all my senior year!"

"Everyone Zhuang Shao is a senior in high school, do you know that?"

Meng Ye's eyes darkened: "I don't know."

"What else can you know?" Lao Jiang hated that iron was not steel. "To encourage you to have a good relationship with him is to let you learn from him and inquire about news! It is not to let you be a child bride to others!"

What the hell is this saying. Meng Ye's face flushed, and he stretched his neck to retort: ​​"You can't rely on me, maybe it's the teacher who taught me well."

"Just her?" Lao Jiang hummed, "Old thief Ni. Don't think that you will get rich just by digging saplings. With her old-fashioned teaching methods, it's not right to put the fat on tomorrow. The master and the apprentice are done playing together."

Meng Ye was in a hurry and said how do you curse people? Even if you curse your peers, you also curse the next generation of the motherland, your heart can be punished!

"She's old-fashioned, and you're not so smart! You'll brush up on questions!"

Lao Jiang was about to slash him with his sword, he ran away swearing, ran downstairs and rushed upstairs in a low voice: "The curse bounces back, it bounces all the way."

Passing by the teacher's dormitory next door, Zhuang Shao was in the small supermarket downstairs.

Meng Ye complained in the past, "Just now Lao Jiang scolded Shi Tai as an 'old thief'."

Zhuang Shao said.

"That's it? That's your master! How could you bear to be insulted like this?"

Zhuang Shao said that the rules of our school are to be kind to others, improve ourselves, and try not to provoke conflicts.

Meng Ye asked what the noble master usually calls my master?

Zhuang Shao said the old bald donkey.

"..."

Zhuang Shao chose two lamps to pay for, and Meng Ye asked why they were used.

"Master's house light is broken, I'll fix it."

"Oh." Meng Yexin said that the men in the Gu family were different, and his gestures were all steady, "Do you want me to help?"

Zhuang Shao said goodbye, you are doing a disservice, I have to use the clothes drying pole to stun you when I get an electric shock, you are so heavy, and then I will break the clothes drying pole.

I don't like to hear what Meng Ye said about you, my buddy has standard eight-pack abs and a fit body, how can it sink?

Zhuang Shao said: "I just hugged it yesterday, can I know if it's Shen or not?"

Winning with one word made Meng Ye silent.

During this time, his relationship with Zhuang Shao has deteriorated a bit, but it can't be good or bad. Sometimes Zhuang Shao is not very natural when he accidentally touches his body, which makes the other person feel awkward.

Meng Ye thought about it for himself, and he blamed it on adolescent boys for being idiots, with abnormal hormone levels in their bodies, and strange behaviors.

Since Zhuang Shao had to do housework for an hour at Shi Tai's house, he went home first. Passing a second-hand market on the road, the leather seats were unloaded from the truck and looked very comfortable.

When he got home and saw the table and chairs in the room, Meng Ye suddenly remembered this. Recently, Mr. Zhuang Shao said that sitting on the back is uncomfortable, and the problem of keeping the chairs is the problem of the chair. Or ask?

He asked his mother for money: "First give me two hundred lucky money."

"What the hell?" he asked.

He said, "Don't be blind, I'll buy something for Zhuang Shao."

Fucking jealous: "My sister and I didn't drop anything, but Zhuang Shao fell?"

"Can he compare with you? He is here without any relatives or reasons. I don't take care of him."

Meng Ye took the money and left. You Ying looked at his back and suddenly felt a little uneasy in her heart, but she couldn't say why.

An hour later, the leather chair was moved back, Meng Ye was sweating from exhaustion.

As the Chinese New Year was approaching, You Ying went to buy replacement sheets and quilts. Yu Na was looking at the store at the front desk, and when she saw her brother came back with a large item, she asked, "Why did you suddenly buy such a thing, do you have a chair at home?"

"It's comfortable to sit on." Meng Ye didn't explain much, then dragged him to the room. Yu Na went to help, but she found out that she was very heavy, and she couldn't help but be shocked: "You dragged it back all the way?"

Meng Ye said yes: "I'm exhausted, my waist is so sore that I can't straighten up."

He paused to catch his breath, beating his waist while wiping off the sweat, his trousers were covered in dust from the legs of the chair. Yu Na helped him drag the chair to the utility room next to 106, because Meng Ye wanted to not tell Zhuang Shao first, and planned to give him a surprise tomorrow on New Year's Eve.

After all, it was second-hand. was worried that there might be bugs, and Meng Ye used alcohol to detoxify it, and then put it there to hang out. But it's really comfortable to sit on, it's still made of leather, and don't know why it's so cheap, so he won the 180.

Zhuang Shao came back later, but he was empty-handed.

Meng Ye was a little disappointed, thinking that he never thought of giving me some New Year's gift? But on second thought, Zhuang Shao's life was already hard enough. Usually, a steamed bun can't be eaten twice, so he even bought a mobile phone for himself. It can't be better for himself. ungrateful.

That night, Meng Ye dreamed that he offered treasures to Zhuang Shao. Zhuang Shao seemed calm, but he actually liked it.

"Is it still practical for what I gave?" In the dream, he was so complacent and overjoyed.

Zhuang Shao said it was okay.

Meng Ye said don't get cheap and sell well!

Zhuang Shao laughed.

Zhuang Shao laughed silently, but the effect was always shocking. Every eyebrow and eye were well proportioned, and they grew so impartially that people couldn't take their eyes off. Meng Ye was stunned until a large firework suddenly lit up outside the window, illuminating the deserted night sky with brilliance. He watched them sprint to the high point, and then the silver flowers and fire trees burst into the sky, making people hold their breath. But Zhuang Shao didn't look at anything, just looked at him.

Meng Ye didn't know what this dream represented, except that Zhuang Shao in the dream also didn't like to talk, and his eyes were focused and quiet.