Little Terrified Bun

Wei Zhe stood in the middle of the spiral staircase, watching the laughter downstairs.

The little boy sat on the chair obediently, and the fourth Yan beside him didn't know what he said, and the people around him laughed at the same time. Wei Zhe's fingers clenched subconsciously, and he told himself-he is still young, you shouldn't be impulsive, take your time, maybe this is just a momentary loss of yourself?

He took a deep breath, controlled his expression, calmly as if nothing had happened, and went downstairs.

It was Wei Zhe who sent Wei Jing to school in the morning. He watched him smile at himself, waved to himself, then turned around and stepped out of his sight step by step. His heart became restless in an instant. He couldn't stand one day, this person would In the same posture, leave his life.

"Boss." The driver in the front seat noticed that the young man's expression was wrong, and he whispered.

Wei Zhe, who was immersed in his thoughts, suddenly raised his head, and pierced the driver's eyes with a sharp gaze like a blade. A few seconds later, Wei Zhe retracted his gaze, "Drive, go to the company."

"Yes." The trembling driver said.

When Wei Zhe was struggling with his feelings, Wei Jing went to school step by step, and occasionally chatted with Senior Sister Yuecheng and Senior Sister Xia Susu who participated in the Youth Oil Painting Competition together, and went to have lunch together. Slowly became deeper.

In April, the results of the game came down.

Le Cheng and Xia Susu squeezed into the top 100 without a surprise, while Wei Jing... directly got the second place.

Therefore, the school gave Wei Jing a bonus of 2,000 yuan, and carefully asked Wei Jing to rest well these days and not to be tired. Next Thursday, the school will send a teacher to take them to the semi-finals and finals and let him fight for it. Take the top three back.

Two thousand yuan is not much, but it is a scholarship he earned himself.

Wei Jing happily collected the money, waved his small hand, and said excitedly: "Go, I will have dinner at noon today."

Xia Susu patted her chest, her nose wrinkled, she groaned twice, "Of course you have to ask, you haven't seen the principal like that. I just want to confess you. Lecheng and I have become your foil... "

As she spoke, she deliberately made a sad look, "Ji Shengyu, He Shengliang."

Seeing this, Le Cheng couldn't help but raised his forehead, "Don't scare the younger brother."

"Yuecheng, you are not good at all, you are not cute at all." Xia Susu rolled his eyes at him in particular disregarding his image, "Like my dad, he has a straight face every day, meaningless."

Successfully "hehe" twice and said, "It's better than you are not a human being inside or outside."

Xia Susu: "..."

Wei Jing watched them noisy and couldn't help but speak: "You two have a very good relationship."

"Who has a relationship with him."

Replied in unison.

The two stared at each other, suddenly embarrassed.

The three of them walked all the way, they were all the pride of heaven, and they attracted the attention of many students.

In the school, the invitation for dinner was naturally in the cafeteria, because there was a meal stuck, so he didn't use the two thousand yuan he just got. Wei Jing was also thinking about it. He was thinking about buying a gift for his eldest brother to go back. It happened to be Friday. After school, he was on the way to Teacher Xu's house and he could just buy things.

Wei Jing held the cell phone with the small square in his hand and sighed silently. When will he see them on the smart phones, Weibo, and Taobao?

At this time, in W city not far from B city.

In an old community, two elderly people over 50 are sitting on an old but clean sofa, one is reading the newspaper with reading glasses, the other is knitting a sweater, ordinary The navy blue hair **** are getting smaller and smaller in the hands of the elderly, and the wool in her hands is getting more and more.

I don't know how long it took, the old lady called out suddenly, "Master, what time is it now, don't you still have classes in the afternoon?"

The old man with all white hair glanced at the clock and slowly said, "It's still early? It's not even a bit of a stop!"

"It's so early!" The old lady looked dazed for a while, and she smiled, "Look at my impatient, this man! Old man! I think time flies really slowly, like when we were young, A Kun Still a skinny child, in a blink of an eye!"

"It's okay, how many years have passed, do you need to keep talking about it?" The old man's eyes were a little red. He was afraid of irritating his wife, so he quickly changed the topic, "The peaches in the supermarket downstairs seem to be discounted. , When I come back from the class to bring you some, don’t you like that stuff the most?"

"Don't eat it, don't eat it." The old lady secretly wiped her tears, "The mouth is bad."

"Nonsense, the old man next door is over 60 this year, he shouldn't just eat what he should, you wait, I will bring you some when I come back, if I really don't want to eat, we will squeeze it into juice." The old man couldn't help the other party. Retorted.

"Buy some, buy some!" The old lady sighed.

Her gaze fell subconsciously on a rank. In the black-and-white photo, the handsome man with a shy smile, fixed forever in that moment of time, no longer advancing.

My son is just going out and wandering, how can I say that he is gone?

"Oh! Old man, you said, didn't A Kun in our family be very good with a woman? I heard that the woman also had a son..." The old lady was beaten violently by the old man before she finished speaking. Broke off, "You have been thinking about this for so many years. People said, that woman is alone, without a son. Don't keep talking about the crazy talk of those people outside. How many years have passed since? ."

"I'm telling you what's wrong, can't you leave it to me to think about it?" The old lady put down the sweater half-knitted in her hand, always panicking.

Bang bang bang!

The old man glanced at the indifferent old lady, and went to open the door and said: "Okay, calm down. It must be someone from the little sister's house. Don't quarrel this time."

"Second brother is really sorry, our **** is not sensible." As soon as he entered the door was a woman in her early forties, wearing a colorful dress, wrinkled with a smile. Zhan, "Are you going to pay your second aunt soon, don't you, such an adult, why don't you understand anything."

The one who was pushed out was a child of about 13 or 14 years old. The black one was like a carbon, and he was always on the outside. He walked up to the old lady reluctantly and said reluctantly, "I'm sorry, second aunt. ."

After speaking, the boy closed his mouth tightly and refused to speak any more.

"What else?" The woman glared at the child secretly, motioning him to finish speaking quickly.

The boy lingered for a long time, and said, "When I grow up, I will definitely be filial to my aunt and give my aunt and uncle the old age."

The air was silent, and the faces of the old lady and the old man were not very good.

"Our second brother and sister-in-law, Agen, you looked at when you grew up. A Kun liked Agen at that time, and he said that he would have a son like Agen in the future..." The woman had a warm smile on her face. "It's all a family. If the child is not sensible, please don't worry about it."