Big Brother's Little Sheep

Yu Binbin went to Yu Xin's house to clean the lunch box, and saw Yu Xin sitting in the living room with several photo albums and a bunch of photos in front of him.

"Brother Xin, what are you doing?" Yu Binbin leaned forward curiously, "Do you want my help?"

"Find someone." Yu Xin said.

Yu Binbin looked at the photos on the ground curiously, and found that Yu Xin was looking at two graduation photos.One for middle school and one for high school.

In both photos, Yu Xin was standing in the corner of the last row.Given his height, he shouldn't be standing in the last row, but he just stood there, and no one dared to say anything.Yu Xin was wearing shorts, frowning, staring at these two photos over and over again.

"Brother, who are you looking for? Revenge or debt? I'll help you!" Yu Binbin said.

Yu Xin gave him a blank look: "Don't meddle, don't bother me, I think for myself."

Yu Binbin then fell silent, and quietly moved away to boil water.

Not reconciled, Yu Xin picked up those photos and observed them carefully, trying to find traces similar to Yang Zhen on someone's face in the photos.

In Yang Zhen's shop a few days ago, when he knelt down to clean up the rice for Yang Zhen, he looked up at Yang Zhen.

It was a very ordinary glance, he just glanced at it casually; but strangely, Yu Xin felt that scene was very familiar, as if a long, long time ago, he squatted on the ground and looked up at someone like this.

He seemed to have just finished a run, and there were cheers all around him. He squatted down and pulled a small rock out of his shoe, and a bottle of water appeared in front of him.

Someone gave him a bottle of water.That man is quite tall - at least he must be taller than Yu Xin; that man is also quite thin, even in his bulging winter school uniform, he looks weak.

Yu Xin forgot whether she took the bottle of water, and also forgot the appearance and voice of that person.But a thought that popped into my mind at that time has now vividly appeared in my dream many years later.

——This man is good-looking.

After waking up, Yu Xin dug out all the photos from her student days that she could find and looked at them one by one.

Yangji Chicken Shop has been open on Desheng Street for a long time, but he is not familiar with Uncle Yang's son.He only knew that Uncle Yang divorced his wife very early, and the child lived with his mother; he heard from the neighbors that the woman soon married abroad and left the child at the grandmother's house. Uncle Yang earned his living by running a chicken shop. The money supported a college student.Qipo asked Uncle Yang why he didn't bring his son back. Uncle Yang said that Desheng Street was too noisy, and there was a little rascal like Yu Xin, who couldn't read well when he came back.At that time, Yu Xin was eating chicken legs in the shop, and when she heard such comments, she laughed cheekily.

He came to Desheng Street with his mother when he was in the sixth grade, and Uncle Yang's son seemed to have left when he was in junior high school.Has he ever met Yang Zhen?Has he ever known Yang Zhen?

Yu Xin thought about it for a long time, but didn't have a clue.And in the two graduation photos of middle school, he couldn't find any clues.

Yu Binbin boiled water and made him a cup of oatmeal.Yu Xin drank most of it in one breath, as if remembering something, she raised her head and asked him, "By the way, where is my elementary school graduation photo?"

"How do I know?" Yu Binbin also sat down, and picked up a photo, "When you graduated from elementary school, I just went to preschool, and I haven't come to join you yet."

Yu Xin nodded.He remembered that he did not have a graduation photo from primary school.Because he was busy with his father's funeral, he almost didn't even take the entrance exam.The graduation photo seemed to have been taken, but he didn't take it in the end.He only studied in that class for one year, and he was not familiar with the students in the class, so it was not interesting to take a photo for nothing.

"I probably knew Yang Zhen before." Yu Xin said to Yu Binbin.

Yu Binbin was taken aback: "Huh? Do you have a grudge against him or are you in debt?"

"That's the impression I have, am I looking for it?"

Yu Binbin put down the photo and thought for a while: "No, I don't think the person surnamed Yang knows you."

"He probably didn't remember either."

Yu Binbin felt bad, Brother Xin seemed a little infatuated.Although he has only dated one girlfriend, he has separated and reunited more than a dozen times. He thinks he has more experience than Yu Xin, so he persuaded him: "Brother Xin, I don't think Yang Zhen is very authentic. He is Came back from the outside, mysterious, dragging a broken leg, maybe covered in bad debts. You can't get close to such a person..."

Before he finished speaking, Yu Xin stood up, grabbed the shirt on the sofa and made a mess.

"Okay, help me tidy up. I'll teach the cubs how to make cans."

"Brother Xin!" Yu Binbin stood up with pride, "I'll ask Yang Zhen for you!"

Yu Xin had already stepped out of the door with one leg. Hearing this sentence, she immediately turned around and walked back, pointing her finger straight at Yu Binbin's nose: "What did you say?"

Yu Binbin swallowed: "I didn't say anything."

"You'd better not say anything." Yu Xin lowered her voice, "If you dare to say a word to Yang Zhen, get out of here immediately."

Squeezing cans is a compulsory course for street gangsters, just like throwing wine bottles.

Throwing wine bottles is a very advanced skill, and Yu Xin felt that it was not convenient for the eight or nine-year-old children in front of her to learn, so she taught them how to pinch cans first.

A pinch can is a pinch can that is filled with water.Water must be sprayed from the mouth of the tank. If you pinch it hard enough to crack the body of the tank, it means that this skill has reached the full level and you can learn to throw wine bottles.

"Brother Xin, it's so heavy," Qipo's grandson said holding up the can.

Yu Xin looked at him, then at the can in his hand, and frowned: "You were a Sprite can yesterday, how come you're a Fanta today!"

The child shrank his head and immediately hid his hands behind his back.

"He lied to his grandma's money, saying he was buying a pencil, but he was actually going to buy a drink!" A small crew next to him quickly reported it.

Yu Xin was very fair, and the two punched each other: "You are wrong for lying to grandma. You are also wrong for exposing him."

There was a circle of children around him, although he couldn't understand why it was wrong, but Brother Xin got angry, it was not a good thing.Everyone was silent, holding the cans filled with water with two small hands and pinching vigorously.

These cans can be reused. If they are pinched a little bit, boil a pot of water at home, plug the mouth of the can and soak it in the water, and it will return to its original shape.Yu Xin admired everyone's hard work and simplicity, and immediately promised to give them a wine bottle throwing performance.As soon as this sentence came out, the children immediately pinched even more vigorously.

Yu Xin yawned while pointing.

This is a small square at the intersection of Desheng Street, with dense trees.He stretched, turned around and saw a young man walking towards him.

The man had a half-burnt cigarette dangling from his mouth. He was well-dressed and decent-looking, but he seemed to be preoccupied.He walked directly in front of Yu Xin, took the cigarette out of his mouth and exhaled: "Ask me the way, is this Desheng Street?"

Yu Xin looked him up and down, but didn't answer.

The children stopped pinching the cans and gathered around Yu Xin, answering the man's question in one go: "Yes! This is Desheng Street."

The man nodded, bit the cigarette in his teeth again, and let out a thick smoke as he spoke.

"There is a man named Yang Zhen here, isn't he?" He lowered his head and asked the child in front of him.

The bald heads and crew cut heads covered their noses with bewildered faces after being smoked a bit.They don't know who Yang Zhen is.

At this time Yu Xin stood up.He stretched out two fingers and pinched out the man's cigarette.

"Who are you?" he asked sullenly.