Living Next To The Male God

It's not the first time that Tang Jinyu went back to that small northern city with Chen Suling, but every time she went back, she felt different.

When he looked at the scenery (color) outside the car window, he always felt a strange sense of familiarity, as if the old paintings were painted with new colors. When he looked at it again, his memory was much deeper.

Chen Suling was in the front seat and the co-pilot was wearing headphones to talk to people, and he was alone in the back.

Tang Jinyu looked down in his hand, he was holding a small tin box.

The colorful paint on the iron box is still there, the balloons with five colors and six (colors) and the cow (milk Nai) in blue (color) bottles are probably the small boxes left by some snacks he had eaten before, He can't remember, but when he saw the slip of paper inside for the first time, a lot of pictures poured into his mind. Some of him struggled to stand up when he was a child, and some didn’t know when he seemed to be five or six years old but he could run and jump; just remembered the memory of sitting on a piano bench shaking his hands and playing the piano, followed by It was at the same time that he was holding a small piece of carrot in the cafeteria and shouting "Grandpa" with a smile. He shouted very clearly, and the other party responded loudly. The old man's figure fell into a shadow, and the first thing he saw was the gray beard on his chin. And the lips that laugh all the time, opening and closing to say something...

That night, he had a low-grade fever in the middle of the night, but he did not lose consciousness as before. He got up and took pills and sweated. He hadn’t (sleeping in Shui) all night, for fear that he would have forgotten the fragments that came to mind. It may be because he (body shen) has grown up a bit in the past few years. He was not admitted to the hospital for treatment once because of a low-grade fever.

In the wee hours of the morning, he looked at the crooked handwriting on the small note in his hand over and over again. Although the writing was very forceful, it is undeniable that this is what he wrote, exactly the same as his current font.

"Natsuno, Yao, grandpa... go to Pingcheng... don't fly..."

The handwriting at the back is vague, but a few place names can be faintly recognized, including the words "Huicheng", and the three large characters "Remember" in bold circles.

Tang Jinyu fingered (touching Mo) to search for the small iron box, the emotion that had just seen it still echoed in his heart, anxious and urgent, so anxious that the tip of his nose was slightly sour.

But he doesn’t remember. He only knows that all the family members are written on the note. The "grandfather" on the note is not the grandfather of the professor in Qizhou City but someone else, but he can't remember him. Looks like, can't remember where he is.

Tang Jinyu tilted his head against the car window and looked outside. He had followed his family many times. He didn't like flying when he grew up. Chen Suling spoiled him and asked the driver to drive them over. For the first time, he bought a map and carefully marked the names of the places passing by, but there weren't those two places.

Pingcheng is far away, a bit farther north, while Huicheng is near a famous mountain and historic site, surrounded by mountains and sea.

They were all places that he couldn't go to independently. Tang Jinyu wanted to tell his family several times, but every time he wanted to speak, it seemed as if he had been blocked by his mouth, and he couldn't tell.

After a few tries, he gave up.

He thought, maybe this is a little secret that only he knows.

It's like some information that pops up in his mind from time to time. It seems that he has experienced these lives, but his memory is not comprehensive. He doesn't know all the news. He only has an impression of some particularly famous social news reports in the north. Can also predict some future. It's just that in the future he predicted, Internet commerce and smart phones will not be as developed as they are now in a year or two. I don't know why, it seems that some technology has been advanced, and it is not exactly the future he knows.

Tang Jinyu is a little bit vague about this, because his brother Xia Ye has one of the biggest social platforms, which appeared three or four years earlier than in his memory. If he remembers correctly, he was still ignorant when he was a child. When I turned around, I really made a similar one.

Now it is the largest social platform in the country. Because there is no one to play in the same period, it is not only able to earn advertising fees, but also a small shopping mall on it, which directly opens a delivery channel. Many big v are very active on it. A group of grassroots stars have been achieved.

Xia Ye and Chen Suling’s company held annual meetings every year. Tang Jinyu would also take advantage of this time to ask his family to take him out. He went to Huicheng twice and Pingcheng once this year. He searched everywhere in a few days, but No clue.

This summer, he originally planned to go to Pingcheng again, but there are some special circumstances here. He still went back to Xiaocheng with Chen Suling.

As soon as Tang Jinyu's front foot arrived in Xiaocheng, Han Yixing and Guo Xiaohu came to look for him.

Han Yixing is a little taller than last year, and now she is almost like Tang Jinyu. The girl has fair skin, her eyes are as clear and bright as she was when she was a child, and she looks pretty alive. She is a little beauty. Guo Xiaohu stood a step behind her. He has developed very well in junior high school. He is now about 1.8 meters tall, with wheat (color) skin and wearing a uniform. He is a little more handsome than when he was a child.

Han Yixing’s mouth is sweet, so he’ll say hello when he sees it: "Hello Aunt Chen, let’s have fun with Xiaoyu!"

Chen Suling smiled and nodded, and said, "Hello, where are you going this time, do you want me to let the driver follow? It is convenient to bring a car."

Han Yixing shook his head and flicked his ponytail twice and said, "No, let's go to the former elementary school. It's very close, and I will send Xiaoyu back at night."

Chen Suling still has a job here, so let her son and her friends go to play. Here, Han Yixing and Guo Xiaohu are with them, so she can rest assured.

Tang Jinyu took two steps, then turned back and said, "Mom, I will take a teddy bear."

When he came this time, he brought a lot of things. Chen Suling asked him to open the trunk to find him. She smiled and looked at her son and asked, "Why did you go out and bring toys for whom?"

Tang Jinyu hesitated, looked at the person waiting next to him and said casually: "I gave it to the stars."

When Han Yixing heard him roll the call, he immediately came over to help round the game, "Yes, it's for me, not here, I asked Xiaoyu to bring me one hahaha!"

Chen Suling took a look. The doll is not very new. It is still something that Xiaoyu played a long time ago, but their children are weird and she is too lazy to guess. She beckoned the child to come over and gave some pocket money. : "Eat out at noon. Don't eat too much. Mom will cook for you when you come home at night."

Tang Jinyu nodded and agreed, and went to elementary school with Han Yixing with the doll in her arms.

The elementary school they used to go to has doubled, and the former teaching building has become an old campus. The iron gate in the backyard is hidden between the courtyard wall and the flower vines, and they can be found by old alumni.

Guo Xiaohu was particularly familiar with these and took them in soon.

Han Yixing hid a bag here. Tang Jinyu and the others helped drag it out, only to see that it was full of her clothes.

Han Yixing took out two pieces of clothes and put them on the stone steps first, and said to them, "Sit down."

Guo Xiaohu let out a cry, and sat on her clothes.

The little girl was immediately annoyed and pushed him a little bit: "Who told you to sit on my clothes? You sit on the steps and help me fold the clothes. I took it too quickly and didn't make it right. Send it to the (dry gan) washing shop. I have sold these. You can pack it for me and we will mail it out first."

Guo Xiaohu replied: "You also don't make it clear, I will let me sit while you are laying there."

Han Yixing snorted: "The beauty you want."

But with that said, she took a coat and put it there and let Tang Jinyu sit on the cushion, "The steps are cold, don't you get sick."

Tang Jinyu shook his head and smiled. He was not so squeamish yet. After helping Han Yixing tidy up, the three of them put together to calculate all the money of Xia. Tang Jinyu's money was hidden in the teddy bear, and she opened the zipper and took it out of the cotton in the bear's belly for a while.

Guo Xiaohu took out a thick stack of banknotes from his pocket. There are half-new and half-used banknotes. He frowned, "I sold a few pairs of new sneakers, and some others. I made up more than five thousand."

Tang Jinyu also tried his best here. When he came from home, he emptied the piggy bank and collected all the coins, plus the pocket money he had asked his brother to bring out about 3,000 yuan.

Han Yixing is the most. The little girl takes her own New Year's money every year. When her brother is in a good mood, she also generously gives her pocket money. In addition, she carefully counted and sold some personal idle clothes, which was 8,000 yuan.

Guo Xiaohu scratched his head and said, "I don't have the money for the New Year's Eve, otherwise I can definitely make up enough. My mother said that I will save the money for my New Year's Eve to marry a wife..." He took a peek at Tang Jinyu's side when he said, but Tang Jinyu is right Handing over all the money to Han Yixing didn't notice that Guo Xiaohu learned everything, and then turned in all his money.

Han Yixing collected all the money, took out the previously prepared bags and installed them in different categories. He counted them and was a little disappointed, "What should I do? These are not enough. I went to the hospital and asked. Ji Yuanjie's father ate the kind The medicine is very expensive, and it needs to be taken for a long time. There is still a long time before being discharged from the hospital. The second repair operation costs at least 20,000 to 30,000..." She said, feeling sad, she couldn't help but wipe the corner of her eye with the back of her hand. A big tear came down, and he choked, "Xiao Ji is too difficult, it is not his father’s fault at all. The other party is solely responsible for drunk and driving, and the driver escapes after hitting the accident. After all, someone caught him and didn’t have the money to pay. they……"

Tang Jinyu sighed as he listened. He had been paying attention to this matter since before the entrance examination. The ups and downs eventually became the ending they most wanted to see.

Ji Yuanjie’s father had a serious car accident. Mother Ji sold her family’s shop to save her husband’s life and had an operation first. After all the money was spent and the debt was paid, she finally saved her life somehow, but was beaten after the operation. With a dozen steel plates, people lay there basically useless, and the money for the later treatment had not yet been paid, and the whole family fell into the most difficult situation.

Two months ago, Ji Yuanjie had enough energy to raise more than a dozen rankings in one breath. He hoped to rush into the city’s key high school. However, after an accident at home, he kept running at home and school, reluctantly (qiang) to survive the high school entrance examination. After that, people stopped coming to school, and even the transcripts and graduation certificates were sent to him by Han Yixing.

Han Yixing was still crying while holding his leg, and said dullly: "Xiao Ji said he is not studying anymore and he wants to help the family. His mother is now taking care of his dad. He is making money. Last time I went to see him, he was cooking. The market gives people (kill sha) fish. He used to be very timid. I gave him a bug and he was scared..."

Guo Xiaohu felt uncomfortable when he heard it, and sat there silently.

Tang Jinyu was silent for a moment and asked her, "Xingxing, I have a lot of clothes here. Why don't you try to sell my clothes online? Many of them are new and I haven't worn them."

Han Yixing thought for a while and shook his head: "Your clothes are not good. You don't have any hang tags on your clothes, and your name is embroidered on them. If someone buys them, what if they are seen by Xia Ye and Aunt Chen later."

Tang Jinyu thinks about it, too. The clothes he wears are all custom-made for him by his mother. From childhood to adulthood, it's so obvious that it can't be sold.

Guo Xiaohu twisted his eyebrows and said, "Or I will go to the house to get something."

"Farewell, Xiao Ji didn't want it in the first place. I kept telling him that we only wanted to help him with the money, so I nodded, don't take it from home." The little girl's voice became quieter, "Little Ji is already difficult enough, don't let him think we look down on him."

Tang Jinyu was still wringing her brows and thinking, trying to say, "Should we go to work and lend him the money we earned for emergency?"

Guo Xiaohu immediately said: "Well, this is good. I will stay here during the summer vacation. I will give the money I earn to my brother's head office, right?"

Han Yixing entangled: "What can we (gan)?"

Guo Xiaohu was dumb as well. He was very strong, but in these years, apart from reading and playing, he really did nothing else. He was overjoyed occasionally by dragging the floor. Han Yixing's situation is similar to his, and he considered in more detail, "We are still minors, and we only (gan) for a month or two, and they don't want us in the store."

Guo Xiaohu said, "Why don't you let Xiaoyu play the piano? Didn't Xiaoyu get a lot of prizes in the piano competition? I'm sure many people will like it!" He likes it himself, and he wants the whole world to like Tang Jinyu.

This time Tang Jinyu shook her head and said helplessly: "No, you didn’t know that this year a particularly famous piano artist has already tested on the street. He moved the most expensive piano on the street and played it himself. One person stopped and listened, no one cared about him at all."

Guo Xiaohu doesn't quite understand: "Is he particularly good?"

Tang Jinyu nodded, "Extremely powerful. He is a Russian piano master. His solo recital just ended the day before he went to the street to perform. He was all filled up and asked for one thousand dollars for a ticket."

Guo Xiaohu smacked his tongue with an incredible face, but soon he was surprised: "Xiaoyu, will you be so expensive to play the piano in the future?"

Tang Jinyu said, "I'm still far behind, and the future things won't help now."

Several people became dejected again, and finally Han Yixing waved his hands and asked them to help carry the clothes to the (dry gan) washing shop, and then got some express bags and started sorting and packing. When they were all set, it was past four in the afternoon. Guo Xiaohu was not hungry, but he had no money in his pocket. Wearing a brand-name sportswear, he went to buy two steamed buns and came back to share with three people.

The little girl was also hungry, and she asked him while eating, "It's so fragrant, I think I can eat another half, why don't you buy one more?"

Guo Xiaohu said, "I have no money, I spent the last of my steel."

Tang Jinyu had a small appetite and broke another piece of his own steamed bun to her, "I'll give it to you."

Han Yixing saw that he was really enough, and only then took two bites.

Guo Xiaohu deliberately broke Tang Jinyu a little bit earlier, and now he can't help but feel sorry for him: "Xiaoyu, you eat too little, so it's no wonder you don't grow up like this."

Han Yixing immediately guarded and said: "Who do you think is short!"

"I didn't mean that, I just want him to eat well and eat more..."

"Have you ever planted flowers? You don't know how to accumulate energy. Why don't you know that this is an accumulation of energy. Maybe Xiaoyu's high school rushed to 1.9 meters! It's as tall as Brother Xia Ye!"

...

Tang Jinyu didn't say a word, and the two of them had been arguing for several rounds. He stood by and looked at Zhile, and corrected Han Yixing, "My brother is now 1.95 meters tall, and he has grown taller again."

The little girl raised her chin and said, "Have you heard it! What a good little Yu's gene!"

Guo Xiaohu said, "Brother Xia Ye is not Tang!"

Han Yixing waved his hand, "Hey, the two of them don't distinguish each other, they are one family, you don't know that!"

Several people finished their work, and went to see Ji Yuanjie together.

The Ji family’s house has now been sold. I rented a small house in the old town to live in. There were mixed people living there. Han Yixing had a lot of money with him and was a little frightened. Guo Xiaohu and Tang Jinyu guarded her one after another. When the three of them were looking for it, they just came down to Ji Yuanjie to carry water.

Ji Yuanjie is a little thinner, wearing a half-washed large undershirt and shorts. Not long after he came out of school, his skin is still fair, but there are red marks on his shoulders. At first glance, he has not done any heavy lifting. Something left. He was a little surprised to see them coming, but he quickly smiled: "Xingxing, Xiaoyu, you are here, welcome, do you want to sit at my house? It's just a little messy, I want you to laugh. "

Han Yixing was quite able to say on the road, and had never fought with Guo Xiaohu, but when he saw Xiao Ji, he was much quieter and only followed him in. There are four or five families living in a house here. Ji Yuanjie’s family rented a room on the third floor and a small utility room. There are a lot of things in a mess, and they are in a state of just moving in. They have not had time to clean up the rooms. There was a desk, a large bed, and several chairs on the side. Ji Yuanjie took it out and wiped them, and said embarrassedly: "Sit down, your house has been very busy recently, and I haven't spared time to organize."

A few people sat down, Han Yixing didn't dare to say a word like a gourd. Guo Xiaohu sat there and looked around. Tang Jinyu kicked his knees before immediately retracting his gaze, and he didn't dare to speak.

Tang Jinyu sighed and said first: "Xiao Ji, we want to help you."

Ji Yuanjie said: "I have already donated some money. The streets and schools have given us some. My dad's operation has been completed and it was quite successful. The stars came to ask last time. I told her. ."

Tang Jinyu didn't feel like it. He still remembered that when he first became friends with Xiao Ji, this person was really as friendly and kind as before. Even after suffering, he still only remembered that everyone treated him well.

Tang Jinyu said: "The three of us collected some money, and we saved some of it by ourselves. You can take it for emergency." He called Han Yixing, and the little girl hurriedly took the money out of her backpack and handed it over, and she moved quietly. He moved his lips and said: "Xiao Ji, these may not be enough, but don't worry, we will get together and we will definitely help you think of a way..."

It took a long time for Ji Yuanjie to take the thick bag of money in the little girl's hand, and accepted: "These are enough. When I borrow yours, I will pay it back later." He said this very solemnly.

Han Yixing still wanted to say something, but Xiao Ji laughed and said to her: "Our family has gone through the difficulties. My dad woke up yesterday, and he will get better later. Stars, you don’t have to help me raise money. If you have money, leave it to those who need help more."

Everyone understands what Xiao Ji said, but no one wants to give up like that.

Even if they knew in each other's hearts that saving the emergency would not save the poor, they couldn't keep their best friends in the quagmire.

After coming out of Ji Yuanjie’s house, Han Yixing had been in a deep depression for a long time. After leaving the alley, she finally couldn’t help crying. She had never cried so sad and felt wronged. "Xiao Ji is so good, so good..., why? I have to encounter... something like this! It's so unfair!"

Tang Jinyu also frowned and didn't speak. He didn't know the situation was so serious before he came. He wanted to take a look before making plans. Now it seems that Ji Yuanjie's home is really too difficult. They can't help anymore, and he needs to ask for help.

They walked to the nearby commercial street. Tang Jinyu called and asked the family driver to pick them up. They were tired and hungry, and they couldn't go back.

Guo Xiaohu's previous house was still there, so I sent him there first. Han Yixing and Tang Jinyu were in the same community, but they were on the way. The girl in the car was still crying, and the driver couldn't help but glance at the rearview mirror.

Tang Jinyu drew a tissue for her, and said in a low voice, "Don't cry, you cry again, the stars, everyone will think I'm bullying you."

Han Yixing took the tissue and rubbed his nose loudly, and sobbed: "No, you have never bullied people since you were young."

Tang Jinyu sent her off and was in a daze after returning home.

The house (gan gan) was clean and tidy. He opened the door and smelled the scent of the food. He changed his slippers while thinking about other things. Chen Suling called him twice before he reacted and looked up.

Chen Suling smiled and said, "What are you thinking about, so fascinated, I'm going to wash my hands and eat, today I made your favorite sweet and sour fish, usually your dad cooks at home, and today I also try mom's craftsmanship."

Tang Jinyu agreed, washed her hands and sat at the dining table. After taking two bites, she asked, "Mom, is your company still hiring people?"

Chen Suling picked him up with a piece of fish maw, dipped it in sweet and sour sauce, and put it on the small dish in front of him, "Who hired?"

"Well, it's someone who gives more money to the job..."

Chen Suling was pleased, "Did you talk about the designer? Did Uncle Xiaoding tell you something recently? Don't listen to him. He just wants to ask for fabric from your design, so he deliberately teases you."

Tang Jinyu grew up a little bit, Chen Suling changed the previous children’s clothing department, and recruited new designers. The treatment is still good, especially in the company who has the priority to choose seasonal fabrics, and the number of flying abroad to investigate the market is more Many departments. Ding Yanzhao has always been deeply jealous of this department, but now it is no longer called the children's clothing department. Everyone privately calls this "East Palace", who specializes in serving the little prince.

"It's not the design department, are there anyone staying here?"

"Who do you want to introduce to work?"

Tang Jinyu told her about Ji Yuanjie’s family affairs, and tried his best to plan the work needs. “It’s best to work in a night shift. Xiao Ji and his mother can take turns, but don’t work too hard. They have little energy. …If there is more daytime, Xiao Ji can still go to school. His test scores have improved a lot this time. It is really much better than before, and he can get into the key points."