A Returning Journey

Zhai Haidong slowly moved up from his reclining chair. On one side, Jin Mao cleverly got up and changed his place to avoid tripping his parents. This day, the sound of Yue Opera Liang Zhu comes out with 18 gifts. The false Phoenix and the false Phoenix come out with a leisurely tune. In the process of singing and sighing, there is a kind of soft air.

"That's a good word." Zhai Haidong knocked on the floor with a crutch, "but I always feel that this Yueju Opera is not as good as Beijing opera. It's soft, and I can't lift my spirits."

The pure smile on Bai Zhihe's face didn't change at all. He answered: "there are so many talented people and beautiful women in Yueju Opera. It's just that elder brother is a pastime, or the emperor is suitable for you."

Zhai Haidong smiles: "flattering openly." He waved, "it's so cold. I can't stay outside for a long time. Let's go. Let's go inside."

One of Bai Zhi's and his master's problems is that he is a gangster. He has to pretend to be a serious person in everything. He has to write "I'm a good man" in black ink on his face. His kind and kind expression is almost the same as the Fuwa in the new year's picture with carp and underwear.

As Zhai Haidong enters the house, Bai Zhihe takes the teapot and pours tea for both of them. He brings it to Zhai Haidong. Zhai Haidong took it over and first sniffed it with intoxication and sighed: "fragrance - it's really fragrant. I've been drinking Tieguanyin for 20 years, but it's not enough." He put the stick aside, tasted it quietly for a while, and breathed out, "today, I see the child of the drunk snake family?"

Bai Zhi and his eyes were fixed and he put down the tea cup. He didn't know why, but he lowered his voice: "yes, I see it."

Zhai Haidong let out a "well", and then he knocked on the table: "you say... How can the drunk snake boy get mixed up with black clothes?"

Bai Zhihe pauses: "it's said that young master an's school is not far from there."

Zhai Haidong sneered: "do you believe it? If I believe in... Drunk snake? " He shook his head and said, "name that boy Anjie... But I can't figure it out. His snake letter is going to spit up in Beijing, but it's too far away, isn't it? What do you do? It's all decades of old friendship. It's not enough to fight like that at the beginning, but it's a toss. "

"But big brother, what about black clothes?"

Zhai Haidong thought: "don't worry about him. I haven't finished watching black clothes yet. As for Xu Laosi, I'll keep it first. I don't know when the price of garbage will rise, so he will be useful. "

"Yes."

"OK, you go. Don't stare too closely. It's hard to talk about the drunk snake family."

"Yes." Bai Zhihe stood up, "then I'll go first."

Zhai Haidong answered. Originally, Bai Zhihe came to the door. He suddenly remembered something and asked casually, "by the way... What's the girl who let that boy run to the hospital in a hurry today?"

Bai Zhihe didn't even think about it. He said casually, "it's nothing. A common girl comes from the countryside. She rents a small house and her parents work selling vegetables in Beijing. If you don't follow the crazy girls in the city, young master an may be looking for something new... "

Zhai Haidong opens his eyes wide. Bai Zhihe is startled. He thinks he has said something wrong: "big brother?"

"How old is Anjie?"

Bai Zhihe didn't respond. His heart said that he was a senior three. How old could he be: "ten... Seventeen or eighteen, what's the matter?"

Zhai Haidong took a long breath: "seventeen or eighteen..." he seemed very tired and waved, "I know, you go."

For Anjie, when Zhai Haidong sent someone to risk his head that day, there was no news. On the contrary, it was himself who followed the storm for a long time. It was a waste of emotion. With the day of school getting closer and closer, Mo Cong's injury is slowly healing. Anjie finds that something seems to be wrong with the child.

At the beginning, Anjie felt that the boy would not speak well and would be choking when he opened his mouth. Trivial things could make him become a conspiracy theory. Anyway, there was no good man in his eyes. Everyone had a bitter hatred. Although a person is really bored, and will have nothing to look for, by dressing the wound with his poor, but rarely take the initiative to step out of the bedroom that one mu three Fen.

But during this period, I don't know which company is jealous of the fake rat medicine. My attitude is so good that I feel numb. What I want to do is almost a little flattering. If something happened, he would not do anything. It was as if he wanted to ensure the appearance rate. Anjie wanted to kick him to Taklimakan.

It's not easy for Anjie, who is used to wandering and "on the road" lifestyle, to live in such a noisy metropolis. The emptiness of his heart and the strange sense of insecurity make him restless all the time, Not to mention Mo Cong's kind of dog skin plaster like behavior.

He almost swept away the good mood he had accumulated after a trip outside the pass.

But this sensitive person, as if he had been blind overnight, couldn't feel the host's attitude of exclusion. He didn't mean to leave at all. So after Mo Cong's slightly bigger wound had almost scabbed, Anjie gave a clear order: "didn't you tell your sister to do holiday social practice? This holiday is almost over, and social practice is almost finished, isn't it? " He patted Mo Cong on the shoulder. "Almost. You can go back some day. Can I find a bag for you?"

So straightforward... Don't let him choke so much that he almost didn't remember how to take this. Although he has little experience, Mo Cong knows that his feelings about this person are different. In countless times to their own reason retreat, control thinking straight can bend, there are people in the heart can be small three... But others celibacy.

Well, this chapter is excessive