Dip in fire

Yan Huiwan sat in the living room of Zhang's house, blowing air on her fingertips while peeling eggs.

"Grandma, let me peel it off." Zhang Weilan said abruptly.

"That's good." Yan Huiwan frowned, looking at Zhang Weilan's arm.

Zhang Weilan had two Band-Aids on her arms side by side.

Yan Huiwan handed the peeled egg to Zhang Weilan: "Go away, it's a little hot, be careful."

"Yeah." Zhang Weilan took it and rolled it on his face.

"Does the arm hurt?" Yan Huiwan asked again.

Zhang Weilan rolled her face and said nothing, just shook her head.

Most of Zhang Weilan's unlucky thing has an ice sculpture face, and he doesn't have much to say, especially in front of the elders. Compared with Zhong Ning's broken mouth, he is equal to two extremes.

Yan Huiwan may have been overwhelmed by her family's ancestors, seeing such a poor girl like Zhang Weilan really aroused a lot of heartache.

So much so that she began to scold Zhong Ning: "Zhong Ning is a bastard."

But the next sentence can still tell that Zhong Ning is her own grandson: "Wei Lan, don't be like him."

"No." Zhang Weilan glanced at the band-aid on her arm, "I've done it too."

Yan Huiwan was helpless: "You children..."

Zhang Weilan had nothing to say.

Yan Huiwan looked at Zhang Weilan's expression, pondered several times in her heart, and said softly: "Your grandfather sent Xiaohuan back."

Zhang Weilan was taken aback for a moment, and put the embarrassing egg on the table.

"Don't blame him." Yan Huiwan deciphered it to Zhang Weilan, "If you think about it from the perspective of your grandfather, you can understand. Anyway, he is also an old man."

Although Yan Huiwan is old, she is really a capable old lady. Of course, she knows that this kind of statement is too selfish for Zhang Weilan, which is tantamount to forcing people and children to the cliff, so she hurriedly added: "Actually, he wants to keep the little one. Huan, it's also for you."

Sure enough, Zhang Weilan reacted, he raised his head, his expression was disrespectful and he understood a little bit, aiming to express four words - nonsense.

"Really." Yan Huiwan smiled lovingly.

Her skin is naturally good. After she gets old, although there are many wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, they seem to stretch and grow beautifully according to a certain law, like the noble patterns of some works of art.

Yan Huiwan said earnestly: "I am also a grandmother, so I can understand your grandfather."

Yan Huiwan: "Weilan, you are still young, and you have a long way to go."

"Grandma is telling the truth, don't mind." Yan Huiwan's brows seemed to be darkened, "Your grandfather and I, we are both old. To put it bluntly, we are both half-buried in the soil."

Yan Huiwan looked at Zhang Weilan: "Your grandfather is also afraid that if he leaves in the future, you will have no relatives in this world."

"Blood relationship is really different. No matter how many friends you have, but no blood relatives, you will still be very lonely and feel helpless."

——Zhang Yanhuan is the only person in this world other than Zhang Weilan who is still connected by blood with Zhang Weilan.

Throwing away thousands of deep hatreds, this is an indisputable fact, a fact that is more real than the truth.

Yan Huiwan continued: "So, don't blame your grandfather, he loves you the most, you should understand."

……

Yan Huiwan stayed at Zhang Weilan's house for an hour and a half, while Zhong Ning leaned against the window with her buttocks sticking out. Yan Huiwan only came out when it was getting dark.

It was Zhang Weilan who sent her out.Yan Huiwan said, "Come to grandma's house for dinner tonight?"

"No grandma." Zhang Weilan didn't want to go.

"Then what do you want to eat? Grandma will prepare it for you later and bring it to you. When your grandpa comes back, eat it with your grandpa." Yan Huiwan said again.

"No need." Zhang Weilan said, "I'm not hungry."

"Don't talk nonsense with grandma. If you don't talk about grandma, just do it casually." Yan Huiwan patted Zhang Weilan's shoulder, "It's better to be Weilan, never picky, unlike Zhong Ning." After she finished speaking, she said again: "Today Don't be the same as Zhong Ning."

Zhang Weilan lowered her eyelids: "Yes."

Master Zhong watched the window and sneezed twice in a row, so naturally he couldn't hear Yan Huiwan and Zhang Weilan working together and chewing bad things about him.

Seeing Yan Huiwan go home, Zhong Ning hurriedly chased Da Duozi's dog's butt, and quickly ran to the door: "Grandma, how are you?"

"How about what?" Yan Huiwan squinted at him.

"At once......"

"Are you concerned about Wei Lan?" Yan Huiwan walked into the kitchen, "Then you can apologize to them yourself, and ask yourself. You can pinch them all day long. I really don't know what's wrong with the children nowadays."

"..." Zhong Ning stared blankly in place, staring for a while like a ball venting his energy, muttering in a low voice, "Caring is useless."

He immediately said the next sentence with peace of mind: "Zhang Weilan doesn't appreciate it."

——The lack of strings deserves to be beaten.

It's a pity that Young Master Zhong couldn't beat him, so he could only gnaw on him shamelessly.

The smell of cooked rice came from the kitchen, and Zhong Pei just came back.

When she came back, she went to the kitchen to help Yan Huiwan, and it didn't take long for her to hear about Xiaohuan thoroughly.

Zhong Pei's gunpowder temper must have exploded, and Zhong Ning could hear her angrily scolding while doing homework in the room.

Zhong Pei roared: "Can you be more shameless?"

"Keep your voice down!" Yan Huiwan hurriedly stopped her.

Zhong Pei: "I bah..."

Zhong Ning put his chin on an English newspaper, closed his eyes and looked at it, feeling that the English letters on the newspaper were gaudy and dizzy.Zhong Ning was so annoyed that he threw the newspaper on the bed, leaned on the back of the chair and looked up at the lamp, and his eyes hurt from the light.

"Damn." Zhong Ning picked up the math book from the corner of the table, casually opened it and hit his face.

The tip of the nose smelled of pulp from the pages, and there was a disgusting smell of printing.

There is no Zhang Weilan as a "tutor" today, and I will do my homework with him.

It seems that Yang Jian will have to go back to work tomorrow and offer his homework to Zhong Ning to copy.

"Xiao Ning, come out." Grandma shouted outside.

Zhong Ning hurriedly put down the book and ran out.Then grandma gave him a bad news: "Bring food to Wei Lan."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Ning placed a steaming plate in one hand, and the aroma of vegetables sprayed Zhong Ning's face.

Zhong Ning was not happy: "Why am I going?"

At this time, Zhong Pei came over to watch his son, and said sharply, "If you don't go, go squat in the toilet and look at your swollen face in the mirror."

So Zhong Ning shut up, could only endure the humiliation, went back to the house and took Zhang Weilan's schoolbag on his back, and sent it there together.

Zhong Ning stood at the door of Zhang Weilan's house, raised the tiptoe of his right foot, and hung it on the ground for a long time but did not kick the door.With a backpack on his back, a plate in one hand, and a golden rooster on his left foot, he looks like an incompetent juggling clown, making a fool of himself.

Zhong Ning pouted, dropped his right foot, and decided to abandon the door and open the window.He put the dishes and schoolbag on Zhang Weilan's window frame.

The plates of Zhong's dishes are big, and Zhang Weilan's window frames are narrow. Zhong Ning was very careful in handling, for fear that the plates would fall on the floor, and he didn't want to make any noise.

After Zhong Ning finished making arrangements, just as he let out a breath, the curtains were pulled open suddenly, Zhong Ning suddenly raised his head, and met Zhang Weilan's eyes through the screen window.

Zhong Ning: "..."

Zhang Weilan was just bored and wanted to lift the curtains for a while, and saw Zhong Ning's annoying swollen face with his eyes, and couldn't help but twitch his eyelids.

The air between the two was stiff, Zhong Ning took a deep breath, and said to himself: "I've already bitten, so what's the point of getting angry with a stinky stone?"

Zhong Ning brewed for a long time, and reluctantly broke the ice first: "I'll deliver the food."

Zhang Weilan paused, opened the screen window, and reached out to take the dishes in: "Oh."

Zhong Ning thought about the following: "You..."

Zhang Weilan closed the screen window and cut off the conversation: "Is there anything else?"

"...Huh?" The text swallowed.

Who would have imagined that Zhang Weilan would be buried in the ditch long ago and be lost forever. She didn't even care about waiting for Zhong Ning to speak, and then directly drew the curtains and closed them to thank the guests.

"My mother..." Zhong Ning was so angry that he picked up Zhang Weilan's schoolbag and wanted to throw it on the screen window.

He lifted the schoolbag, his forehead was hot and sweaty, and finally he put down his hand and put Zhang Weilan's schoolbag back on the window sill.

Zhong Ning raised his hand and knocked on the window frame a few times, and said in a low voice, "Your schoolbag."

After he finished speaking, he left and strode towards his own house.

Zhang Weilan stood by the window, pinching the edge of the curtain with her fingers.When Zhong Ning's footsteps were far away, he opened the curtains and glanced at Zhong Ning's back.

I don't know where this crooked awkwardness comes from at such a young age.

Perhaps it was only because of his young age that he was able to twist so hard.

Zhang Weilan also couldn't figure out why he was like this when he met Zhong Ning.The two of them are like bastards who look at turtles, but they don't look at each other as human beings.

Zhong Ning went home holding a mouthful of resentment, and ate three bowls of rice angrily. In the end, it was Zhong Pei who was afraid that he would eat too much and drive him off the table.

After dinner, Zhong Xi and Yan Huiwan were washing dishes in the kitchen, while Zhong Ning was in the living room, rubbing his stuffed belly, groping for a box of yogurt to share with Daduozi.

He heard Zhong Pei and Yan Huiwan still talking about Xiao Huan, eight out of ten sentences were Zhong Pei scolding, and Yan Huiwan sighed.

After washing the dishes, Zhong Pei finally said something else: "Mom, Qingqing is gone, and no one is here to help you. Let's just find a nanny, and you won't have to do any work in the future."

"Don't look for it." Yan Huiwan was not happy, "It's like I can't do it anymore. If you don't look for it, I don't need you to pay someone to serve you."

Zhong Pei smiled, knowing that the old lady was unwilling to submit to her old age, she persuaded her, "Mom, it's not that we don't have this condition, in fact..."

"What do you know?" Yan Huiwan was stunned for a second, then said again, "I've been busy all my life, now I'm old, and I have nothing else to do except go out and dance yangko all day long. I'm too busy. Let's talk about it later .”

It's not that Zhong Pei doesn't understand Yan Huiwan's thoughts.Sometimes children want their parents to enjoy life in peace, and they insist on taking care of you. It’s not that they like hard work, but that they have developed a habit of hard work when they were young, and they are afraid of old age when they are old.

Zhong Pei followed the old lady: "Then we'll talk about it later."

"This old man sent the little girl back, why hasn't he come back yet?" Yan Huiwan thought it strange, and read aloud.

"Maybe it's far away." Zhong Pei also frowned, uneasy.

Yan Huiwan took a rag and wiped the pot table: "I knew I would wait for you to come back, and go with old man Zhang."

Just as Zhong Pei was about to answer, the phone rang.Yan Huiwan stood beside her, and seeing Zhong Pei answer the phone, her expression suddenly changed: "Okay, I'll go right away."

"What's wrong?" Yan Huiwan asked.

"Mom..." Zhong Pei couldn't speak clearly at the moment, and said, "I'll tell you when I get back. It's very urgent. I'll go out first."

Zhong Pei hurriedly changed his shoes and went out, and said to Yan Huiwan at the door: "Mom, you can bring Wei Lan to our house, don't let him leave the east room by himself, if he doesn't want to come, you can go and accompany him first."

Yan Huiwan had a delicate mind, so she hurriedly asked, "Did something happen to Mr. Zhang and Xiao Huan?"

Zhong Pei paused, with an uneasy expression on his face: "They're all fine. It's not them, hey, anyway, don't worry, we'll talk about it when I come back."

As Zhong Ning listened, a very uncomfortable feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.