Tired Bird Knows Return

It was close to eleven o'clock before Chen Yanqing led Lao Yang back to the hospital. When the elevator came, Fucheng walked out when the elevator door opened.

The four eyes met, only Chen Yanqing was embarrassed, and heard Fu Cheng ask, "Where did you go?"

"I'm hungry, I ate something." Chen Yanqing turned around and followed him outside, "Are you finished chatting?"

Fu Cheng turned around and glanced at him, as if he was despising this superfluous question.

Chen Yanqing saw it and stopped staring at the back of his head.

"Wait for me, I'll go up and tell him we're leaving."

"He's asleep." Fu Cheng said.

Chen Yanqing followed again, and called Teacher Yang to hurry up.

Yang Xiang'an silently felt sorry for himself. With his old legs, it would be great if he could catch up with Chen Yanqing's legs. Now he has to catch up with that taller kid.

The car drove back to the school smoothly all the way, and when Yang Xiangan parked the car and got off, the two of them had disappeared.

The sound of keys unlocking the door sounded. Tang Ping looked over from the sofa and saw them entering the door one after the other. She got up and went to the dining table. She opened the anti-mosquito net and asked, "Are you hungry? I'll heat the dishes later." one time."

"I ate it," Chen Yanqing said, "he didn't."

Fucheng told Tang Ping before she could speak, "I'm not hungry."

"Eat something even if you're not hungry." Tang Ping couldn't help but bring two dishes into the kitchen. Chen Yanqing shrugged under Fucheng's sight, "I'm going to take a shower."

After finishing speaking, there was a knock on the door, Fu Cheng had already sat on the sofa, Chen Yanqing turned around and went to the door helplessly.

"Teacher Liang?"

Liang Yue held a tray in her hand, on which were placed two ceramic soup cups, the lids were covered, and it was impossible to see what it was.

Liang Yue leaned forward and looked inside, the light from the TV shone on Fu Cheng's face, but the other party didn't even move his eyeballs.

"I've been stewing this soup for a long time, you and Xiaocheng drink it while it's hot." Liang Yue said without looking at Chen Yanqing at all.

"Understood." Chen Yanqing moved a step, blocked Fu Cheng behind her tightly before taking the tray in her hand, "Mr. Liang, it's getting late, you should go back and rest."

Liang Yue ignored it, raised her voice and said, "Xiaocheng, remember to drink the soup!"

Fu Cheng ignored it, Liang Yue turned around and went upstairs.

The sound of fireworks in the kitchen died down, and Tang Ping came out with the dishes before asking, "Who's here?"

"Oh, no one," Chen Yanqing put the soup cup on the table, "Mom, drink with Fucheng, I'll take a bath."

"No one, the headmaster sent it down, right?" Tang Ping lifted the lid of the soup pot, scooped up another spoonful, and then sighed, "Sea cucumber, my God, how can you eat this!"

Fu Cheng came over and sat down, took the bowls and chopsticks, and stuffed food into his mouth one after another.

Obviously hungry, Tang Ping felt that the child was always a little stubborn in front of adults. After watching him for a while, she put the lid on the soup pot and picked up the tray, "I'll deal with it before you drink."

"I don't like soup," Fucheng said, "Tang, Auntie, you can drink it."

Tang Ping, who was called 'Aunt Tang', didn't move for a while, and only went to the kitchen when Fucheng started to give rice to her mouth again, and said, "Liang Yue is also kind, she is pregnant with the child and drinks a little." It's fine, you boys don't need to use these to make up for yourself."

At that time, Chen Yanqing took out his pajamas and came out of the room. Hearing Tang Ping's words, he quickly glanced at Fucheng, but he didn't seem to hear it, and he still buried his head and concentrated on eating.

After taking a shower and returning to the room, Fu Cheng sat at his desk with a pen and drew in his notebook. Chen Yanqing wiped his hair, walked in with the door behind him, and sat down on the bed slowly.

"You... didn't hear anything?"

"what?"

Chen Yanqing fought with his mouth up and down, but he couldn't utter a single word, so Fu Cheng put down his pen and turned to look at him, "You didn't let me go upstairs all this time because you were afraid that I would bump into Liang Yue?"

"I'm not worried that you will lose your temper when you see her..."

"Then do you know that I knew she was pregnant from the two bars on her pregnancy test stick?"

After Chen Yanqing heard it, he said indiscriminately, "Then you didn't say it earlier! I have worked so hard to hide it, so I dare not do anything unnecessary!"

"So you have to get rid of your self-assertion and self-righteousness." Fu Cheng straightened his body again, picked up his notebook and placed his masterpiece in front of Chen Yanqing, "Does it look good?"

The painting is a repertoire that Chen Yanqing is all too familiar with. After Yossarian’s plan to escape from the war failed, he walked through the barracks naked. Training, Yossarian protested like the least of many noisy flies at the dinner table...

The stick figure drawn by Fucheng, but at a glance, the characters, the depth of field, almost tell the story completely.

Although Chen Yanqing forgot to reply to him, he still remembered that he never told Fu Cheng that he had finished reading that book.

So I asked, "What are you painting?"

"Draw whatever you want," Fu Cheng put down his notebook, "I'll give it to you."

When Fucheng came back from the shower, the notebook on the table had been put away, Chen Yanqing seemed to be leaning against the wall to sleep today, when Fucheng looked over, he deliberately pulled down the quilt, "Whoever washes late will turn off the lights in the future. "

Fucheng acquiesced, lifted the quilt and went to bed, and reached out to turn off the light after lying down.

In the pitch darkness, Chen Yanqing moved again, rustling for a while, then turned to look at Fucheng's vague silhouette, "Did Duan Xiaoming tell you everything today?"

Fucheng also moved, and asked, "What did you say?"

"That's right, it's about the two of you."

Fucheng responded quickly, "I said, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Chen Yanqing breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, feeling strange in his heart. Duan Xiaoming confessed that he was so nervous instead, but Fucheng's reaction, the result should not be bad, Chen Yanqing took a long, deep breath , and then turned over, "Everything is fine, go to sleep!"

Fucheng didn't say any more, and soon fell asleep.

After the final exam of the first year of high school, Yancheng officially became hot. Although it was hot, the body temperature could still be kept at the level of a thin shirt.

Tang Ping was still soft-hearted, and decided to give Chen Yanqing a vacation, allowing him to report to Teacher Deng after two weeks.

On the second day after the exam, Chen Yanqing fell asleep with great emotion, but when he woke up, there was no one next to his pillow. He went out with his slippers on, and saw Tang Ping shaking her freshly washed school uniform on the balcony.

"Mom, where's that guy?"

Hearing the voice, Tang Ping took the clothes hanger, put his school uniform on and said, "I just left, I said I was going to Xiaoming's place," she said, looking curiously at Chen Yanqing, who had a hazy face, "Would you like to introduce me?" Did they know each other?"

Chen Yanqing thought for a while, "That's right."

"Then it seems that the two of them can chat quite well. It's not bad that Fucheng took the initiative to find someone to play with."

Chen Yanqing was originally leaning against the wall, but now she straightened up and went to the bathroom, "Can you come here without chatting..."

Tang Ping didn't hear what she was muttering, she hung up the clothes before calling inside, "Hurry up and wash your face and brush your teeth, we're going back to grandma's house after breakfast."

Chen Yanqing came out of the bathroom with a toothbrush in his mouth, "Are you coming back today?"

"No, stay with grandma for a few more days!"

"What about Fucheng?"

Tang Ping came in with an empty basin, "I gave him the key, he can sleep at our house or at home."

"Oh, also..." Chen Yanqing turned around and followed her back to the bathroom.

Tang Ping's family lives in the countryside, and it takes more than 40 minutes to go back by bus. Unlike others, Chen Yanqing is not very close to his grandmother. It turns out that Tang Ping also sat down with his seven aunts and eight aunts to discuss this issue. It was my grandma who taught physics when she was young, and she looked serious, which made Chen Yanqing instinctively afraid. It was also said that the rhubarb raised by grandma had frightened Chen Yanqing several times when he was young. Cai also stayed away from the dog owner. In short, he analyzed many possibilities, but none of them were confirmed by Chen Yanqing himself.

The bus went through Yancheng to the southeast. Chen Yanqing was sitting by the window. The citizens in the small town were always noisy. After driving for a long time, he took out the tape recorder from his bag and played the Jay Chou tape that Tang Ping bought for him. Then the prelude to "Qilixiang" sounded.

When the car arrived, Qilixiang in the tape had finished singing the second round. Tang Ping lifted his head from her shoulders and pulled off his earphones, "It's my son."

"Oh."

Chen Yanqing wrapped the earphones around the tape recorder and stuffed them back into the bag. When he was pulling the zipper, the caged 'whatever bird' came into view. Chen Yanqing looked at it, reached out and patted it, and then heard the driver Shout out—

"Tangjiawan is here, get off the car and take your belongings."

The stop sign at the entrance of Tangjiawan Village is covered with mud and dust, and the bus does not drive into the small road, and usually puts people down when it reaches the stop sign.

To get to Chen Yanqing's grandma's house, you have to walk in the opposite path. After two intersections, you see a small bungalow with a big yard, which is his grandma's house.

In front of the yard is a small path, and further outside is an acre of farmland. After his grandmother retired, he planted some vegetables and fruits in this field. After summer, he went to autumn and stood at the window on the second floor of the small bungalow to look out. The scenery is amazing. Very nice.

The gate of the courtyard was wide open, and Tang Ping was carrying a few large boxes in her hand, which were probably supplements, which Chen Yanqing hadn't researched.

"Mom?" Tang Ping called out.

No one answered, Chen Yanqing went straight in, entered the house, there were two cups of finished tea on the dining table in the main room, Chen Yanqing was about to sit down on his grandma's recliner, before his buttocks were even touched, he heard a bark of dogs. Far and near come.

"Ah Mom, Doudou is here!" Chen Yanqing yelled, and she had already stepped on the chair.

"When did Doudou bite you? Come down quickly, your grandma will have to say something about you again!"

When Tang Ping entered, Doudou also leaped in like a gust of wind. The floor tiles were too slippery, and the dog's feet almost failed to stop. When they stopped, their eyes met Chen Yanqing's. In front of Doudou, she even reached out to touch it. Doudou recognized her, and now she was lying at Tang Ping's feet in front of Chen Yanqing, and her belly turned up shamelessly.

"Didn't you say you're coming to dinner? What time is it?"

The voice came from outside, Chen Yanqing jumped off the chair without stopping, and sat down obediently.