The modern fortune-telling history of a small shopkeeper

When the two of them went back, they went back to their place of residence with several bags of supper in their hands.

It's already a bit hot in May, but it's still cool in the yard at night.The shelves are covered with grape vines, and clusters of small flowers bloomed on them, some of which can already be seen to have the shape of small grapes.

They picked and ate the grapes that grew on the tree last year. The taste was so sour. Zhou Xing had no expectations for this vine in the yard to bear grapes.There are a few small fruits hanging on the pear tree in the corner, but I don’t know if the small fruits are delicious or not.

But they didn't wait for those few fruits to eat. The fruit shop outside had all kinds of fruits, and they could buy a big bag for a few dollars.

The two put the bought supper on the stone table in the yard, Zhou Xing opened a can of beer, handed it to Qiao Minglang, and asked, "Would you like a drink?"

"I'm going to get two cups." Qiao Minglang went to the room to get two cups, two pairs of chopsticks and dishes as he said.Zhou Xing poured the beer into the cup, and the two sat down on the stool, each with a cup, picked up the cup, and said to the young man, "Come on, let's have a drink."

"Congratulations." Qiao Minglang picked up the glass and clinked it with Zhou Xing.

"Thank you." Zhou Xing raised his head and finished the wine in the glass, looking at the boy meant that he was waiting for you.

"I think you are trying to get me drunk." Qiao Minglang glanced at this person, knowing that this person's purpose was not pure, but he still drank with this person.

"Hey, it's nothing, I'm such a good person." Zhou Xing denied.

Qiao Minglang glanced at Zhou Xing, but he couldn't believe that this man was such a good person.

After drinking it a few times, after getting used to the taste, he felt that the wine was quite delicious.He hadn't touched alcohol in a long time since the last time he got drunk, but it may be that they don't have much chance to drink now.

"The last time we drank here was last summer, do you remember?" Zhou Xing still remembered that they had just moved here last summer, turned to look at the boy, and said, "It seems that time hasn't passed, and one semester has passed again." Almost over."

"Yeah." Qiao Minglang responded. After counting, he realized that it has been nearly two years since he came to this world. He remembered that when he just woke up, the two twins at home could only crawl, and now they are all running around. , The other children have also grown a lot taller and grown up a lot.

Time always passes by inadvertently. You feel that the time is very long, but in fact it is very short and passes quickly.

The two of them drank wine and ate the supper they bought back, talking about some things from the past and some things about the school.

Zhou Xing killed a meat skewer in just three or two bites. Qiao Minglang didn't have much interest in these overly flavorful things, but seeing how delicious Zhou Xing's food was, he thought it was acceptable.

The wine was drunk one by one, and the empty wine bottles on the table increased one by one.

"Now, is it time to fulfill the promise?" After drinking a lot of wine tonight, although he was not drunk yet, Zhou Xing felt his brain became more excited than usual, and asked the boy for his reward.

Qiao Minglang looked at Zhou Xing without speaking, and after a while, he laughed.

"If you don't speak, I'll take it as your agreement." Seeing the young man smiling, Zhou Xing thought to himself that my daughter-in-law is really pretty, so he picked her up and went into the house. The pile of garbage on the table was gone. No one cleaned up.

On a summer night, the sky is full of stars, and the wind blows the clouds, covering the moon in the sky.

***

When Qiao Minglang woke up the next day, the annoyance in Qiao Minglang's heart, he knew that he would not have been able to drink so much wine last night, and he would definitely not be able to pamper someone.When I woke up in the morning and looked in the mirror, except for no marks left on the neck, the area below the neck was full of marks chewed out by someone.

It's really...the heart that wants to hit someone...

"Baby." Being stared at by his wife with unkind eyes, Zhou Xing tightened his tail and behaved like a man, for fear that his wife would beat him up if he was not careful.He is not afraid of his wife beating him, but he is afraid that his wife will hurt her hand when she beats him, and he will feel distressed.

Both of them drank a lot of wine last night, and they got up a bit late the next day. They hurriedly brushed their teeth and washed their faces, and then they went out.

They didn't even have time to eat breakfast, so they bought two breakfasts at the school gate, and the two of them rushed into the school, stepping on the preparatory bell and rushed to the classroom upstairs, but fortunately they rushed into the classroom at the last moment.

The head teacher of their class will guard the door every day, and students who are caught late will be punished.

From the beginning of school to the present, Qiao Minglang has never been late once, and he has never been punished by the teacher.But he didn't want to feel what it was like to be punished by the teacher.

"Why did you come so late today?" the deskmate asked him.

"I got up a bit late." Qiao Minglang replied.

Sitting down in his seat, he looked at the students who were caught outside, feeling a little sympathetic.Before he could catch his breath, he saw the teacher coming in, and hurriedly took out the textbook and pretended to be reading seriously.

After the morning reading class was over, someone went outside with two bags of breakfast and waved at him, calling him out for breakfast.

"..." Qiao Minglang remembered that his breakfast was at Zhou Xing's, so he had to cover the books on the table, push away the chair, and go outside.

The two stood in the empty stairwell and ate their breakfast.

***

In mid-May, their school's annual school sports meeting came as scheduled.

As in previous years, this year's school sports meeting, except for the students in the third grade, all their classes in the first and second grades will participate in the school sports meeting.

However, their sophomores had at most finished participating in this year's school sports meeting. After this year's college entrance examination, they would be the sophomores who moved into the classrooms of the third year, and they would have no part in these school affairs in the future.

So now is the last moment for them, the sophomores, to shine in the school sports meeting.

The school sports meeting is held for three days. In order to allow students to better participate in the school's school sports meeting, the courses for these three days are suspended. Therefore, the school does not require students to attend classes, as long as they arrange their study time reasonably. .

On the first day of the arena, you can still see many figures that you saw last year, but this year they have become senior high school seniors.

In the first [-]-meter sprint, there was a familiar figure of Squad Leader Zhou. Many of the sophomores participated in the competition last year, and they represented their class this year.Only the first year of high school students participated in the school's school sports meeting for the first time this year.

These first-year students have also heard some legends about their seniors, such as which class won No.1 last year, and which senior broke the record.

"Come on, squad leader, come on, squad leader..."

"Come on, Class [-], Grade [-]..."

The teacher led the students to cheer up their squad leader Zhou.

When the gunshot rang out, Squad Leader Zhou took the lead and won No.1 in the [-]-meter sprint.

Facing the cheers from his class teachers and classmates, Zhou Xing waved to the people in his class, posing in a handsome pose, and finally his eyes fell on the boy standing alone.The eyes of the two met, Qiao Minglang smiled at the man, and Squad Leader Zhou was hooked away by the study committee members of other classes.

Zhou Xing felt a little regretful at this time, and said to the young man, "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have run so fast last year, so I would have left some leeway for this year."

"Pfft..." Qiao Minglang couldn't help laughing, and glared at the man.

"To be honest, I blame myself for running too fast last year. Hey...it's really not easy to break the record this year." In order to get more points for his class last year, Zhou Xing broke two records , This year, it is a bit difficult for him to break the record he kept last year.

You must know that he will come to participate in the competition this year, he left some leeway for himself this year last year.

"When is your match?" Zhou Xing asked after taking a sip of water.

"Shouldn't we have a 400-meter relay race in a while?" Qiao Minglang also signed up for the 400-meter relay race this year, but last year he and Zhou Xing were in the same team. This year they are not in the same class, so naturally they are not on the same team.

"Oh, yes." Zhou Xing almost forgot.

After the 400-meter sprint, the next step is the [-]-meter relay.

Class [-] and Class [-] were standing on the next track, Zhou Xing deliberately chose the same seat as Qiao Minglang, and both of them took the last bat.

The two stood together, Zhou Xing winked at the boy.

"..." Qiao Minglang turned his head, he really didn't want to pay attention to this person.

"Squad leader, come on..."

"Class Two, Grade Two, come on, come on..."

The students who were watching the game outside were cheering for their class.

Squad leader Wang in front didn't know that Squad Leader Zhou next door was hooking up with the study committee member of his class.

bang——

As soon as the gunshot rang out, Wang Jian rushed out as fast as he could, and was the first to hand over the stick to the second person.

The second person receives the stick and passes it to the third person.

"Your class is almost here, it's almost here..." Zhou Xing was more concerned about whether the next-door baton was passed than where his own baton was, and the two of them got the baton almost at the same time.

This time, Squad Leader Zhou had no intention of competing for the first time at all. It was fine to hook up with the study committee members of other classes on the field. ·The study committee strives for the first chance.

Wang Jian, who was in front of him, looked angrily and thought it was funny, and he saw Zhou Xing's small movements at a glance.In the end, I found out that their class got No.1, and I thought that the study committee members of their class are useless!

Compared with last year's participation, these seniors in high school have already let go of their competitive spirit. They participated in the school sports meeting this time, enjoying the fun of the competition and the ease and happiness of participating in it.

"How about it, I told you to take the first place, didn't I lie to you?" After the competition, Squad Leader Zhou went to the study committee member Qiao to ask for credit.

"..." Qiao Minglang really wanted to slap this man's face, he felt both angry and funny.