[full-time master] short story

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He finally tossed and turned for a long time that day before falling asleep.He was thinking about how to secretly deliver food to the young man, without asking the family helpers to go to the backyard, and his parents would be back in about three or four days... Even if he temporarily hid the young man, how many days could he help him?This matter weighed heavily on his heart—but after all, he couldn't overcome the growing drowsiness.

When he woke up the next day, he almost fell straight into the bed when he turned over.It just so happened that his family called him to have breakfast. He ate breakfast absent-mindedly, stuffed it indiscriminately, kicked an egg in his cuff secretly, and finally found an excuse to sneak into the backyard.

He thought the youth must still be waiting for him—but there wasn't.

The only thing left on the box was the folded blanket.

The youth disappeared without leaving even a note.No thanks—no hello, not even a fake name.

Zhou Zekai even thought that he would forget about it - but he didn't.Even though it was someone who would probably never see him again, someone who might no longer know where he died, someone who was destined to have a different position from him...but he still remembered the man who happened to appear on that rainy night.

He couldn't believe it himself, after all these years, he could still recognize him at a glance.

The flame of the kerosene lamp flickered occasionally.Zhou Zekai stretched out his hand to cover the left hand of the sleeping wounded in the gloom.That temperature is so realistic.Slowly, as if he was afraid of waking up a sleeping person, he turned his wrist and held Ye Xiu's hand.

If many years ago I was too young to do anything... I am not anymore.

It doesn't matter if you are still too clumsy to understand anything.

This time, I will protect you.

nine

July [-]th, sunny.

The espionage case that was so noisy before has been silent at least—I always wondered whether that incident might have something to do with that night, but Mr. Ye would never mention it to me again, as if nothing happened Like too.In short, he has now resigned from his school position and ran to open a second-hand bookstore—I heard that he has some inextricable connection with Mucheng's sister's bookstore. Said, I can't ask, I can only guess.

In short, Sister Yunxiu came to Anjing.She came over yesterday and stayed at the Jingxi Hotel first, and today she came to see my parents at home.She is a so-called "modern woman", and she was not polite when she came here. She said that Xiao Qi should continue to study. Fortunately, her uncle and aunt are enlightened and know that women in today's world also need to work hard, and so on.My parents' faces were very bad when they heard it. After they got down, my brother pulled Yunxiu sister and said, "You talk too much."Sister Yunxiu said: What are you afraid of?That is to say to the old stubborn people, and said to me: "Xiaoqi, if you don't have a job in the future, come and join me." -Of course I want to be self-reliant first.But Sister Yunxiu is really amazing.

Afterwards, Sister Yunxiu took me to play—I happened to be on summer vacation, and the only thing I did was copy large characters and read some books to prepare for homework in colleges and universities.Originally, my elder brother wanted to accompany me, but Sister Yunxiu said that she was not unfamiliar with An Jing, so she pushed him to go to work.We went shopping and bought food all the way, and finally went to Mr. Ye's second-hand bookstore—Sister Yunxiu and him are also friends, and said that we must laugh at him.

Although I didn't quite understand what I was trying to laugh at, I followed Sister Yunxiu anyway.When we got there, I saw Mr. Ye sitting at the door of the shop with his sleeves rolled up, playing a cattail fan, looking like he was about to fall asleep, and raised his eyebrows when he saw us: "Oh, rare customers."

"Come here to see if you're still alive." Sister Yunxiu said, looking Mr. Ye up and down, "It's pretty solid, last time I thought you were definitely dead."

"The most poisonous woman's heart." Mr. Ye waved his cattail fan slowly, "Why do you and Xiao Shiqin have the same problem, let's think about the worst first..."

"If you hadn't walked the tightrope on the cliff all day long, we would have been worried—who would have thought." Sister Yunxiu gave him a white look.

In short, the two of them exchanged words like this for a while.In the end, Sister Yunxiu let Mr. Ye go and urged him to change into decent clothes so that he could go to the Songhua Building in the city for dinner.Unwillingly, the boss of Mr. Ye ran back to the inner room to change clothes under our repeated urging and four invitations.In the end, he finally changed into a passable white gown, and while walking outside, he buttoned his neckline, and said, "It's so hot, I really don't want to move..."

I happened to be standing at the back, looked up and saw several dark marks on the side of Mr. Ye's neck, and said, "Mr. Ye, the mosquitoes in your house are quite fierce. Didn't you hang up the mosquito net?"

After saying this, I don't know why Mr. Ye and Sister Yunxiu were stunned for a moment, and then Sister Yunxiu said: "I also heard that the mosquitoes in Anjing are very noisy this year...they are all big and big." Woolen cloth."

Mr. Ye shook his sleeves calmly, and stood up his collar calmly: "Yes, the mosquitoes are fierce."

So I went to Songhua Tower.The three of us were the first to call, and soon after, my brother and sister Mucheng also came.I thought it was almost time for people to arrive, but when I looked closely, there were still two empty chairs.After waiting for a while, two more men in military uniforms finally came: one I knew, it was Zhou Zekai, and the other I had never seen before. I looked carefully at the epaulettes, and it was also a captain.

After the two came in, Zhou Zekai just said hello as usual, and sat down beside Mr. Ye.The person who came later introduced himself first—I just found out that his name was Jiang Botao, so he started talking to everyone—although it was not annoying, but the degree of eloquence was comparable to that of Zhou Zekai. underground.

During the dinner, I felt a little bored, so I looked at Mr. Ye and Zhou Zekai who were sitting opposite, trying to see something.After all, sister Mucheng rushed back the next day after that incident, and I was taken back to my home by my brother.Afterwards, I made insinuations a few times and wanted to visit Mr. Ye again. My brother just told me that Mr. Ye was not in good health, and that it was too chaotic for a while to go out.When I asked again, he said that someone is taking care of Mr. Ye, so you don't have to worry.

Who takes care of him?I asked.

Haven't you seen it before, Zhou Zekai?The elder brother replied subconsciously, and suddenly coughed twice after speaking.

Now Mr. Ye doesn't look as frightening as that night - but if you look closely, he still seems to be a little inflexible when using chopsticks with his right hand - people say that it takes a hundred days to hurt the muscles and bones. The old saying never fails.Zhou Zekai started to eat by himself, and when Mr. Ye missed the dish for the third time, he simply reached out to help him pick up the Nanjian meatball.

Mr. Ye thanked him, Zhou Zekai said "Yes", and lowered his head to take a bite of the rice.

I always feel that Zhou Zekai's face seems a little red.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, everyone started chatting over tea.Sister Yunxiu talked about things in the newspaper office, and about the student petition in the south, as usual, she became impassioned.The elder brother was a little uneasy, coughed, and said, "After all, there are two officers here, Yunxiu..."

Unexpectedly, Captain Jiang smiled slightly: "Although we have received military pay, it does not hinder our pursuit of progress. In this regard, Major Zhou and I are the same."

Sister Mucheng also smiled, and said, "Mr. Xiao, you are not as enlightened as the two of you, you should punish yourself with a drink."

The elder brother sighed, and his voice became completely relaxed: "Punish, punish."

Zhou Zekai looked at the crowd without saying anything, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved—it was considered a smile.

I sat there watching them, and suddenly felt as if I vaguely understood something, but I still didn’t seem to understand.But Zhou Zekai sat there all the time, with his back straight and his hands on his knees. At first glance, it was completely opposite to Mr. Ye's lazy look beside him, but after watching it a lot, he felt that the postures of the two sitting together were actually quite harmonious.

The End.

19. [Zhou Ye] Xizhou Song

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The young nobleman of the Zhou Mansion speaks late, he has not yet learned to speak at the age of five.Piansheng Yuxue is cute, whenever the elders hug and tease her, she will look straight at her with big eyes, she neither makes a sound nor cries, she looks like an adult, she is really cute, even the golden barley seeds that are oppressive are collected As much as a small pot.Although there are also women with broken mouths secretly discussing whether the little son is born unable to speak, but he is cute and obedient after all, after all no one dares to mention the word "dumb" to the master and wife.

Until that day of Qixi Festival worshiping the moon, Mrs. Zhou led the young master and a group of female family members to sit in the court to beg for a cleverness. The young master Zhou looked at the sky and suddenly said, "Mother, what is that star?" ——It was actually very articulate.

Mrs. Zhou was naturally overjoyed, the female relatives around her were sweet-mouthed, and said that the young master was destined to be born from the stars in the sky, otherwise how could he be so smart and lovely?

The little boy was hugged by his mother and was praised by all the people, but his eyes were staring straight at the sky, as if that distant and unknown star was more important than his mother's embrace and the sweet pastry delivered to him, as if There is only him and that star in this world.

But what kind of star is that?Everyone watched, wondering whether Young Master Zhou saw that special star in the star-studded night sky.It's a cowherd, maybe a weaver girl, maybe a Ziwei star.Mrs. Zhou said, oh, I can't explain it clearly. I will ask your father to find you a wife tomorrow, who can read and write. If you know how to read, you will know it yourself.

Young Master Zhou nodded, and now he didn't say a word.

Mrs. Zhou did what she said, so she really invited Mr. Lai to enlighten her.Young Master Zhou now uses his name: according to the genealogy of Xingze for a lifetime, Mr. Zhou took the meaning of the rules and named it Kai.Master taught Zhou Zekai to worship saints, burn incense, and