Chapter 54

When woke up the next morning, the sun was already drying ass. Meng Ye struggled to open his eyes, while pushing his arm against the chest next to him, slowly regaining his consciousness.

"Zhuang Shao, Zhuang Shao..."

The man next to him didn't respond at all. Meng Ye sat up and suddenly felt that the pajama pants underneath were a little tight. When he looked down, his body instantly stiffened.

Hold!

Is this thing still contagious? How the hell am I being a hooligan? ?

Although it's normal for boys to change in the morning, but they can't be like this in human face, my goddamn... I used to be so pure, the girl never touched her hand.

"what time is it?"

Zhuang Shao was awakened by him and asked in a daze. He hurriedly fell down: "It's still early, let's sleep a little longer."

"Don't you need to get up for breakfast?"

"No, no, Mom didn't come to call us, maybe she sleeps in too."

After he finished speaking, Meng Ye turned to face the window and loaded shrimps, his waist was tightly arched, trying to hide the key parts. Zhuang Shao put his hand on his waist, and leaned his body against him, his lips hot on the back of his neck: "Then sleep a little longer..."

"You have to get this close? I—"

"Quiet, sleep."

Sleep your uncle!

This is simply the most difficult half hour since was born. Meng Ye's heart was agitated, the bottom was so hard that it hurt and could not be relieved, so he could only gnash his teeth stupidly.

I had hallucinations when I stood upright, thinking about what happened last night in my head, thinking about what Zhuang Shao was doing in the bathroom, and what he said after returning to the room, I thought Zhuang Shao was a fucking rogue , It's all Zhuang Shao's fault, or else I wouldn't be like this early in the morning.

Yes, it's all fucking Zhuang Shao's fault.

After getting up, he ignored Zhuang Shao's conversation with him, and he didn't even go when he asked him to go out on the street, which made Zhuang Shao think he was too radical yesterday, which made Meng Ye suspicious.

"Then I'll go by myself." Zhuang Shao changed his clothes and stood at the door, "You don't have to wait for me to eat at noon."

Meng Ye snorted, trying to avoid his earnest eyes.

All right, Zhuang Shao had to go.

The air outside is fresh and fresh, and the mountains in the distance are covered with a layer of white mist. Zhuang Shao spent a period of time in Yanling when he was a child, but he also lived in the family home of the army.

There is no large supermarket here, and life mainly depends on going to the market. Going to the market is also divided into large and small fairs. The large fair is once a week, and there are many people, while the small fair is held every day. It is mainly that the people who live here choose their own vegetables, rice wine, bacon, and handmade products. to sell.

Zhuang Shao followed a few aunts to the door of the market, and stopped to touch his pocket. There are more than 100 yuan in it, which is all his current possessions. All the money he saved before has been used up, and he has not received the living expenses for the next month.

He decided to just watch and not buy, and went in with the heart of joining in the fun, but he was attracted by a stall selling handmade combs after walking a few steps. It was sold by an old man in his 70s or 80s with big golden teeth. Several shapes of peach wood combs were lined up on the low table, looking very simple.

Yu Na has been growing her hair long recently, and she is always clamoring for a horn comb. Zhuang Shao thinks that the horns can't be bought, and the peach wood should be fine, right? Better than the plastic one she's using now.

The old man asked for twenty-five, but Zhuang Shao was embarrassed to bargain, so he bought a crescent-shaped one with a big palm and a good grip.

There were many sellers of vegetables and cloth shoes in front of him. He wanted to buy a pair for his grandmother, but he couldn't be sure of the size of her shoes, so he chose hair dye as the second choice. It is popular for the elderly here to dye their white hair black, and my grandmother is also following the fashion, and her hair is as black as charcoal...

Going forward, he bought everything he wanted, and he couldn't leave Sister Ying and Meng Ye behind. After all, they were a family, and a family should not favor one over the other. However, Sister Ying has many faults, and she is very picky. She was quite satisfied with the wallet that she bought for her last time. Now she is afraid that she will not find anything in this broken episode.

After picking and picking nothing, Zhuang Shao had a headache, so he simply weighed two pounds of pork, really!

In the end, Meng Ye was left. This person is easy to pass, just buy something to eat. In winter, the market occasionally sells candied haws, but in summer, it mainly sells old popsicles and mung bean smoothies.

Mung bean smoothie Zhuang Shao originally wanted to buy five bowls, but unfortunately the money was not enough, so he had no choice but to buy four bowls. Anyway, he didn't dislike Meng Ye's saliva. The proprietress kindly gave him a few larger pieces of ice, so that it wouldn't melt when he carried it all the way back.

When he left the market, he saw a stall selling clothes again. The few pairs of sports stockings at the door were pretty good. He couldn't help but buy a pair for Meng Ye. Dangling around, his pockets were cleaner than his face.

The sun was getting higher and higher, and Zhuang Shao was sweating while walking. As he walked, he thought, it is a pity that there is no car to drive in such an open place. It would be good to have a small electric donkey. One day, if you make money, you will get one and walk around the streets with Meng Ye on it.

Halfway through the road, saw four people entering a store on the street, it seemed that they were Sister Ying and the others. Zhuang Shao opened his mouth to shout, but he raised his hands, and suddenly swallowed back.

He saw the sign of the shop, the name was xx photo studio.

The photo studio has almost disappeared in Linjiang, and it is rare in Yanling, and there are still many in the countryside. If you think about it, people in big cities don’t have the leisure to take family photos and develop photos. Only people in small places have this kind of heart.

Reason tells Zhuang Shao that this is no big deal. It's natural for them to go out to take pictures together, and it's even more natural not to tell themselves. What's wrong with that? But emotionally, he was still suffering.

These days, getting along like a family, Zhuang Shao took it seriously. He regards Yu Na as his sister, Sister Ying as his mother, and Meng Ye as the most important one, and puts it in the deepest and deepest position in his heart, which no one can shake. Even if one day his own mother, Zhuang Ying, came to her senses and found Yanling and said she wanted to take him away, he would definitely not leave.

He is a person who recognizes the truth and has a relatively axis character. He had already thought about it. In the future, he would earn a dowry for Yu Na, give elder sister Ying a pension, and buy Meng Ye a large villa with several floors up and down, with a basement. He really considers himself part of the family.

When no one else came home, Zhuang Shao put the pork in the refrigerator, froze the mung bean smoothie, put the comb and hair dye on the table, and then went upstairs to do the problem by himself. This time, he brought two counseling books, enough for a while.

In less than an hour, Meng Ye and the others came back with their washed family photos. Meng Ye was the first to open the refrigerator to get water, and his eyes lit up after noticing the mung bean smoothie in the plastic bowl: "Who bought it? Zhuang Shao bought it?"

"Yeah, why is there a comb?" Yu Na picked up the wooden comb on the table, and in her hand it was round and smooth, and she tried to comb it twice and it was smooth without pulling her hair at all, and she couldn't put it down immediately. .

Grandma was also happy to see the hair dye: "It must be bought by my grandson-in-law to honor me, Yingzi, you have a really good eye for people!"

"It's strange." You Ying said, "It's not a good year, what is the stinky boy doing for us? You have to justify bribing people."

"I'll call him down!"

Meng Ye ran up and down, shouting Zhuang Shao all the way, opened the door and found that he was doing a problem before becoming quieter: "Come down and eat mung bean ice, what are you doing on the bed alone?"

Zhuang Shao put down his pen and didn't look at him: "The paper is not finished yet."

"Oh." Meng Ye felt a little disappointed and touched the tip of his nose, "Then you do it, you do it, I'll wait for you to eat it together." Then he exited cautiously, while not forgetting to close the door for him.

As soon as the door closed, Zhuang Shao sighed quietly.

He didn't go down until around five or six o'clock. The meal was ready, and You Ying was moving the table.

"Sister Ying, let me come." Zhuang Shao went to take over. After moving the table, he carried the plate. As a result, his foot was scratched by the wooden thorn on the table leg, and a long red mark appeared in an instant. Fortunately, there was no blood.

"I'll come, I'll come, you sit!" You Ying pressed his shoulder and forced him to stay honest, handing all the bowls and chopsticks to him. She was so kind to herself, and Zhuang Shao felt even more that he was asking too much and he didn't put his position right.

Greedy people will be struck by thunder sooner or later, Zhuang Shao thought.

During the meal, Meng Ye asked him, "Where did you go shopping in the afternoon?"

"Set up."

"Is it fun?"

"good."

Yu Na winked at him with the bowl: "Thank you Brother Zhuang for giving me the comb."

"You're welcome." Zhuang Shao shook his head and said nothing after that.

After eating, he took the initiative to ask to wash the dishes, saying that he was tired from doing the problems and wanted to do some activities. You Ying looked at his back in the kitchen and pondered.

"No." Meng Ye was shocked and pretended to deny it calmly.

"That's weird, then why is he unhappy?"

Not happy?

Meng Ye glanced at the kitchen and was at a loss: "Is there? Why didn't I find it."

You Ying gouged him: "When you find out that the day lily is cold. I was happy last night. What happened today? Who else could it be if you didn't bully him?"

"Where did I bully him..."

Could it be that he saw the flag being erected this morning. Meng Ye thought guiltily, this matter is a bit embarrassing, but not so angry. Yesterday, I stood guard for him, only allowed him to stand but not me. Isn't that only allowed the state officials to set fires and not allow the people to light the lights?

Walking into the kitchen, Zhuang Shao was washing the dishes seriously, Meng Ye said, "That..."

Snapped!

One bowl fell.

Both of them shuddered, especially Zhuang Shao, his eyes widened as if he had woken up from a nightmare: "Are you a ghost, you walk without making a sound?"

"..."

Angry, mad, really mad at me. Meng Ye panicked in his heart, and said stubbornly: "I made a sound, and I blame me for not hearing it."

Zhuang Shao glanced at him, not wanting to argue: "What are you doing here?"

Meng Ye's lips opened and closed, he hesitated for a few seconds before he said "I have something to tell you when you go upstairs", then turned around and retreated.

Zhuang Shao, who was watching him flee, had mixed feelings in his heart. After washing the dishes, he confessed to his grandmother, Sister Ying, and the others, saying that he would go upstairs to do the quiz. You Ying thought that the two stinky boys were about to make peace. She raised her head and praised her. Grandma said with a smile, "Go, go, I won't disturb you." Yu Na also teased: "I know the world of the two of you!"

Zhuang Shao's palms were sweating and he turned his head up.

The sun was about to set, and the glass of the room was illuminated red by the sunset, reflecting on Meng Ye's anxious face. In front of him were two bowls of mung bean paste that was cold and relieved from the heat, and the spoon was also put away, just waiting for Zhuang Shao to eat it.

When Zhuang Shao came in, Meng Ye scratched the itch on his nose: "Close the door."

"Aren't you hot?" Zhuang Shao glanced at him, "What's the trick."

"Oh, take it with you." Meng Ye was impatient.

Your uncle's.

Zhuang Shao thought to himself that the days of long-term workers are really coming to an end. Whoever likes to serve who will serve, I will definitely not serve from tomorrow. He sat down on the edge of the bed angrily, and said coldly, "If you have something to say."

Meng Ye crossed Erlang's legs, glanced from east to west, then lowered his head and grabbed his hands: "Why don't I have a gift."

"what?"

"Grandma and the others all have gifts, mine."

He stretched out his hand towards Zhuang Shao and spread it out. Zhuang Shao raised his eyelids and slapped them: "Get out."

Hey I'm grumpy!

Meng Ye twisted his face and stared, but after staring for three seconds, he couldn't get angry. He leaned back and accelerated and slammed his forehead against his forehead, causing both of them to be in pain.

Zhuang Shao clutched his forehead and asked him anxiously, "How the fuck do you practice iron head kung fu?"

Meng Ye said that I will practice and I will practice, so that you don't speak well!

"Who doesn't speak well? You tell me what it means to speak well."

"Let me get the hell out of here? That's a good talk?"

Zhuang Shao also understood that his attitude was too bad just now.

The tone is neither yin nor yang, not to mention it is really cold and a little funny. Meng Ye couldn't hold back the joy, and after the joy he pushed his thighs: "Who the hell is messing with you, why are you unhappy?"

Originally, Zhuang Shao was still sitting upright, but when he heard this, he slowly arched his back and looked a little decadent: "I'm not unhappy."

Meng Ye looked at him: "Do you think I'm stupid? Even my mother can see it."

"Is it."

"Yeah." Meng Ye cleared his throat, imitating Sister Ying's tone, "Erzai, why is Zhuang Shao unhappy?"

Zhuang Shao broke his power in a second, and Bingshan's face collapsed until only a smile was left: "Stupid."

"Really, what are you laughing at? She is really like this. She also suspects that I bullied you, and asked me to apologize to you in a hurry. If you don't coax you well, she won't give me food!"

Zhuang Shao leaned at him: "I didn't see you eating less, then what?"

"I said I was wronged! I'm fucking more wronged than Dou E! Like the snow in June! You have always been the only one who bullied me and trained me like a grandson all day long."

"Come on this."

Meng Ye stuck his head under his eyes, tilted his head, and pulled the flesh on both sides of his cheeks: "Be happy, be happy. Oh, don't keep your face sullen, like someone owes you money... If you're unhappy, I'm too Not happy, my mother is not happy, our whole family is not happy."

Zhuang Shao stirred warmly and coldly in his heart, and pulled his hand away: "Fart."

Meng Ye said it really, really: "I lied to you, I'm not human!"

"You're not fucking human."

Meng Ye smiled hilariously: "Then what am I?" Zhuang Shao pressed his facial features and pushed it away: "Go, go, it's unnecessary to be angry with you." You are annoying.

The two sat at the table again and ate mung bean paste affectionately. While eating Meng Ye, he said, "Hey, it's better to stay at home. It's too hot to go out in the afternoon, and my mother insists on taking me to take pictures."

Zhuang Shao buried his head: "What photo did you take?"

"Family portrait, wash it out and burn it for my grandfather tomorrow. You said that my grandfather died more than ten years ago, and now he still recognizes us underground?"

Zhuang Shao choked on a sip of water. Meng Ye patted him on the back to give him comfort: "Oh, eat slowly, and no one is robbing you, it's like you haven't eaten in eight hundred years... Originally, my mother said to call you, but my grandmother didn't. Let's say it's bad luck, don't let you get involved, and besides, my grandfather doesn't recognize you, and it's hard to understand if it burns out, yo, who is this handsome boy?

Zhuang Shao laughed until he coughed, turned to face the face that was close at hand, and his eyes were bright. Meng Ye was also laughing, but he found that he had been staring at him, his eyes were as gentle as a puddle of water, which could easily sink anyone into it.

Meng Ye's heart was trembling, and he withdrew his hand from his back and turned to block his eyes: "Don't fucking watch it, there is no news on my face."

Zhuang Shao dodged, grabbed his hand, and held it. Meng Ye was so shocked that he couldn't sit still. He wanted to run, but couldn't find an excuse or opportunity. His eyes were panicked and hid everywhere.

Zhuang Shao felt comfortable, completely comfortable. He held his five fingers and rubbed them, like cigarettes, and wanted to put them in his mouth and take two sips.

Meng Ye lowered his head: "You go away."

Then Zhuang Shao slowly let go and asked him, "Do you still want a present?"

Meng Ye asked, "Do I have one?"

Zhuang Shao is talking nonsense, find it under your pillow.

Meng Ye cheered and rushed over, but was disappointed: "Fuck, just a pair of socks."

"What's wrong with the socks? I also paid for the socks. If you don't like them, just return them to me."

Zhuang Shao went to snatch it, Meng Ye took it away with a swish, and raised his head proudly: "If you want to take it back, there is no way! I will wear it now."