life after death

Su Junping was the first to take over Apple. He Xin got the latest model from somewhere. He said it was a second-hand phone, but it seemed to have only been used for more than a month, and the case was shiny.The price he gave Su Junping was two thousand and four.

He Xin told Su Junping that second-hand is second-hand, even if it has only been in your hands for one day, it is second-hand. This is the rule, the price is much different from first-hand, and the market is very good.

Following He Xin's suggestion, Su Junping sold it for [-] yuan.Soon, someone secretly found Su Junping. Su Junping showed him the mobile phone. The man was a professional, so he opened it and checked it on the spot. After finding that it was genuine, he decisively transferred the money to his Alipay.After Su Junping gave away two-tenths of the handling fee, he had [-] left, and with the change he earned earlier, he could just buy a suede hat and a corn leaf hat.

He excitedly bought a hat for Yang Hong.A lot of Yang Hong's thick hair fell out, and she could already see the snow-white scalp under the hair.The tan hat was put on, revealing a small curly hair, which perfectly matched her delicate face.

Yang Hong patted the brim of the hat and said happily: "It's so beautiful, everyone will look at me wearing it when going shopping."

She really liked it, and refused to take it off after wearing it. Su Junping sat by the bed and poured her a glass of honey water, while he skillfully peeled the mango.

Yang Hong suddenly thought of something and asked: "Isn't this cheap? Where did you get so much money? You can't be doing micro-business again while I'm not paying attention!"

Su Junping immediately swears to God, with a sincere expression: "I used to earn a little money, and I have pocket money, so I can save it. To buy a hat, I eat zongzi every day for [-] yuan!"

After speaking, she lay down on the quilt and slapped and acted like a baby. The mango paste on her face rubbed against the quilt. Yang Hong scolded her a few times and asked him to change the quilt.

They were chatting about the arrival of Su Junping's grandparents. Seeing them feeling guilty, Su Junping immediately moved the chair away and poured two glasses of water to flatter them.

Grandpa and grandma held Yang Hong's hand and chattered a lot. Su Junping went to the balcony to play with his mobile phone to pass the time. Su Junping came out to say goodbye when they left.

Grandma said: "I made some new cabbage and pork wontons, my daughter wants to eat them!"

Su Junping nodded to deal with it.

He thought it was over like this, but he didn't expect that when he got home, his grandmother called again, asking him to go to dinner when he was free, and get wontons by the way.

Su Junping always had the shame to ask the old man to make a third phone call. He went there on the weekend and saw his uncle's family without accident. After a meal that was neither embarrassing nor embarrassing, Su Junping left with two bulging bags of wontons.

His grandma really shouldn't have given him wontons.There was no food in the house, and when Su Junping was picky about instant noodles, he would cook by himself, but when he had wontons, he boiled all the wontons and did it perfunctorily.I don't even start the fire, first use a microwave oven to heat a bowl of drinking water thoroughly, then pour in the wontons and soup and turn it on high for a few minutes, occasionally eat a few half-baked wontons and have a diarrhea.

Not only was he not ashamed of it, but he also sent a few pictures to Moments with the text: Men should live rougher lives!

He even got praise from a bunch of idiots.

Su Junping's business has a huge profit margin, but the mobile phone is used for a long time after all, and the students don't have a lot of money, so his business is not good, and if two come here occasionally, Su Junping can be said to be coaxed and cheated.

It was late for self-study that day, and the adolescent boy was very hungry. He cooked a bowl of wontons for himself, and just after taking a bite, the door suddenly opened, and Su Wen came in with a briefcase.

It has officially entered the winter, and the cold wind is getting more and more rampant. Su Wen is wearing a thick overcoat, still shrinking his neck and frowning, as if he is dissatisfied with the coldness that needs to be pinched.

He sat down and rubbed his hands first, and then went to pour himself a glass of water. His lip skin was all cracked due to dryness, and there was a sore on the corner of his mouth, and the internal fire was very hot.

Su Wen drank half a cup of water to quench his thirst and finally felt in the mood to care about his troubled son. Su Junping was burying his head in eating wontons when he heard a crisp jingle, and immediately dropped the spoon to look at his phone, and then he ate wontons and looked at his phone , a wonton can be eaten for 1 minute.

Su Wen knocked down the glass.

With a bang, Su Junping raised his eyelids condescendingly, and did not speak.

Su Wen held the cup and yelled at him: "You are not allowed to look at your phone while eating! Did you hear that!"

Su Junping rolled his eyelids, ignored him, and could smile like a flower when he looked at the phone.

Su Wen stood up suddenly, and Su Junping felt his field of vision change, and then the top of his head became hot, and the hot air spread all the way to his neck. He blinked twice before realizing that he was splashed with a bowl of wonton.

He reached out and took off a wonton on top of his head.

Su Junping took a napkin and wiped his face hastily, and said sullenly: "Crazy!" Before Su Wen got angry, he grabbed his phone and rushed into the bathroom, and locked the door wittily.

This time, the client wanted a Samsung. He talked to the person about the model before taking off his clothes and taking a bath. Of course, he found that he didn't bring a change of clothes and had to come out shivering in a bath towel. That's another story.

The next day, Su Junping brought his mobile phone to inspect the goods and got a large sum of money. He smiled so much that he could only see his white teeth but not his curved eyes. atmosphere.

Wang Wenjie thought it was about the art performance on New Year's Day, rolled his eyes and said, "I'm enjoying you, what can I expect from the art performance in the freshman year of high school?"

In order to take care of the third year, the third year does not need to participate in the performances of the art show, but they can watch them. For the liberal arts, the second year students are watched, and for the science subjects, the first year students are watched. As the quality of each class declines, the first year students really have nothing to look forward to.

Su Junping was stunned: "Really? It's New Year's Day. I'm happy because I just made an order."

Wang Wenjie: "...you are really making money and making money."

Su Junping hooked Chen Yilin, who was memorizing vocabulary, and leaned against him stickily, asking him if he knew about the art performance.Beauty comes first, Chen Yilin first rubbed two mouthfuls of tofu with his fingers, and then replied perfunctorily that he didn't know.

Wang Wenjie: "..."

It really is true that if you are close to vermilion, you will be red, and if you are close to ink, you will be black.

Chen Yilin was called away by Boss Xie, he regretfully pinched Su Junping's cheeks a few times, and when he was at the door, he looked back reluctantly before leaving.There is a layer of water mist in those eyes, like white clouds that have been full of water, holding people on top carefully, there is a special kind of affection.Su Junping's heart skipped a beat when he saw it.

Before he could figure out that inexplicable feeling, Chen Yilin had already walked away.

Boss Xie came to him for the New Year's Day performance.

On December 31st, there will be three classes to start the New Year's Day cultural performance, and the New Year's Day holiday will be held immediately after the end.According to the usual rules, it is natural not to ask for leave, but take care of the senior year, allow them to study on their own in the classroom, and let them go when the time comes.Boss Xie just asked Chen Yilin to count who stayed in the classroom for self-study.

This is basically something that does not need to be counted. Whoever has a brain twitch will not watch the performance and will be bored in the classroom doing homework.

But just in case, Chen Yilin took the list and shouted it conscientiously on the podium. Naturally, no one raised his hand, and Chen Yilin returned the list. There was only one tick on it, and the name in front of the tick was "Chen Yilin" .

Boss Xie looked at him, Chen Yilin lowered his head in embarrassment, looked at the toe of the shoe, hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Can I go home after three classes? I have something to do at home."

Boss Xie thought about his family's situation, so he generously wrote a leave note, and told him to hide it better, and don't let people like Su Junping see it.

A few days later, although everyone disliked the theatrical performance in the first year of high school, it was always exciting not to attend class. On the last day of December, people were distracted, and the first Chinese class took time to catch up on sleep. In Fugue, only the English class managed to muster up the energy to deal with the eagle-eyed "peahen". Looking for snacks at the table.

Chen Yilin packed his schoolbag and was about to go out in a low-key manner, but was grabbed by Su Junping: "Where are you going?"

Chen Yilin paused, and said with some embarrassment: "I'm going home."

"Why go home?"

"There's something going on at home."

Su Junping snorted, knowing that it was impossible not to let Chen Yilin go, but he really didn't want Chen Yilin to go, so he could only hum to express his dissatisfaction.

Chen Yilin apologized in a low voice, every strand of hair was filled with guilt, Su Junping looked at Chen Yilin's wet eyes, his heart softened, thinking why I was making trouble out of no reason.

Chen Yilin tugged his sleeve carefully and said, "Xiao Jun, don't be angry, come to my house on New Year's Day, and I'll make rice cakes for you, okay?"

Su Junping was so big that he only bought rice cakes before, and he had never seen others make them first, so he nodded excitedly.When Chen Yilin walked to the door of the class, Su Junping rushed up and grabbed his schoolbag.

Su Junping stared into his eyes and said, "Don't go back on your word! If you let me go, I will..."

He... really can't do anything.

Chen Yilin heard Su Junping's lack of words, couldn't help laughing, and immediately smoothed the corners of his mouth under the other party's glaring, and said smoothly, "I know, good boy, go and play by yourself."

Su Junping snorted before letting him go, and when he was halfway to the gymnasium, he suddenly realized that the tone and content were all for the dog?

In fact, Chen Yilin had nothing to do, he just wanted to open a shop earlier and make up for as much as he could.As New Year's Day approached, the New Year's Eve was approaching, and the pastry business was better than usual.Moreover, grandma spent more than 1 yuan in the hospital, and their family's deposit was only a fraction of 2 yuan. The compensation would not be recovered until the year of the monkey. Chen Yilin had to plan for the future.

After opening the store for a long time, Chen Yilin pushed open the painted shutter door and smelled a strong smell of wheat and a musty smell hidden in the shadows.

The store had poor lighting and poor air flow, so he took advantage of the sunny weather to clean it up.The ground was first swept and then shaken, washed with washing powder, dragged, all the screens were removed and washed well, the glass windows were wiped clean with newspapers, and finally the tables and chairs were polished with rags.

Chen Yilin washed his face, and then began to make dim sum, red bean horseshoe cake, chestnut cake, sweet-scented osmanthus cake, green skin red bean paste cake, he did it quickly and quickly, and it was ready by two o'clock in the afternoon.

A few neighbors took care of his business and bought a few copies. There were also some retired old men and women. Many office workers also came to buy at the end of get off work hours, and all the dim sum were sold out.

Chen Yilin felt that the first match was good, so he collected the money and went home happily.

He turned the key and opened the door, only to hear a cry.

Chen Yilin's heart tightened and he ran quickly to the room. His grandma was sitting on the floor holding her legs and crying loudly. Seeing Chen Yilin struggling to rush over, Chen Yilin hurriedly supported her, surrounded her with one hand and used the landline to call 120 while waiting. During the time, Chen Yilin patted her on the back lightly and asked, "What's the matter?"

"My knee hurts so much, I want to make a phone call...but I can't get up on the ground..."

"It's all right," Chen Yilin said, "The ambulance will be here soon."

In less than 10 minutes, the ambulance put his grandmother on a stretcher and dragged away. Chen Yilin pinched the center of his eyebrows, and a mouthful of stasis in his chest was like a mouthful of phlegm.

The doctor told him that the old man's knee injury had recurred again, and the wound on the heel of his leg was also inflamed, requiring another operation.Chen Yilin signed and paid the money, and waited silently outside the operating room.

It was a minor operation, and only 2000 yuan was paid.

Chen Yilin went to pour a cup of extremely hot boiling water, covered it with his cold hands, and soon his fingertips and palms were scalded bright red. Chen Yilin lowered his head and drank the water, which rolled all the way into his stomach like it was on fire. .

He had nothing to do. After drinking the water, he raised his head to look at the scenery outside the window. The winter sky was getting dark quickly, and there were large pieces of ink blue everywhere, like the ink flowing wantonly from an overturned ink bottle. Not only was it black, but also It's sticky, sticking to the sky and can't be pulled off.