muddy boy

Chen Linhu's hair was smoothed out, and he jumped out of bed early the next morning to wash up. He had to go back to school on Monday, and before he left, he ran up to the second floor to get his tablet.

Old Chen got up earlier than him, doing exercises in the small yard.Chen Linhu stood at the door and looked at him, and found that the old man was really old. When he was a child, he could run wildly when he was playing blind man touching people in the family courtyard. Now he has to stretch his arms and legs slowly when he dances a maintenance exercise for the elderly.

"Master," Chen Linhu called him, "I'm going to school."

Old Chen twisted his head for eight beats and replied, "Go!"

Chen Linhu said again: "I have to go to the second floor first to get things."

"What are you taking? I have to take it. Didn't I tell you not to harass Teacher Zhang yesterday?" Old Chen smacked his head, "It's so annoying, you, you forgot what I told you?"

"No, can you forget what you said?" Chen Linhu looked at him, his lips moved, his heart was beating a drum but his face was tense, and he finally said, "Zhang Xun doesn't bother me. He is very good, and I also I like... watching movies and reading books at his place."

Old Chen raised his arms and turned to look at him.

The sun had already risen in the sky at the end of May, illuminating the old man's head like a boiled egg into a big light bulb.

It was also like the lights shining on his face in the interrogation room, making Chen Linhu a little nervous.

He thought about it all night last night, and felt that he could treat old Chen the same as he could treat others.Chen Linhu was not afraid of the anger and disappointment of Lin Hongyu and Chen Xingye, because they already had their own fortresses, and he wandered outside and couldn't get in, nor did he want to. .

The old man is getting old, Chen Linhu doesn't know if he can accept it, and if he will get angry, but he will not take a step back, so he came to a conclusion that he can only penetrate a little bit.

Chen Linhu pursed his lips, looked at old Chen's face and said again: "Can't you, sir? Can't you go?"

Old Chen looked at him for a while, then turned his head back, started to move to the other side, and said in a confident voice: "You have long legs, who can control you, anyway, your father scolded you, and you carried it yourself."

"I'm carrying it." Chen Linhu said immediately.

"What are you doing!" Old Chen was unhappy again, "It's hard to make friends, why should he scold you!"

Chen Linhu felt sore and hot in his heart, and said with a smile, "Then what do you think of me?"

"I don't care," Old Chen snorted angrily, "Get out, I'm annoying when I see you!"

Grandson Chen Linhu turned around and left, turned back halfway, jumped up to give his grandfather a bear hug while he was doing stretching exercises, and rolled smoothly from the first floor to the second floor while screaming and cursing.

Standing at the door on the second floor, adjusting the expression on his face, and repressing all the miscellaneous things in his heart, Chen Linhu took out the key and entered the house.

Zhang Xun was still sleeping, probably because he had stayed up all night. The cigarette butts in the ashtray were not cleared, and there was a circle of coffee stains on the bottom of the cup.

The tablet was placed on the table, Chen Linhu walked to the bed, bent down and kissed Zhang Xun's face.

As soon as his lips touched his cheek, Zhang Xun twisted his arms around his neck and pulled down, Chen Linhu was caught off guard and fell on him.

"Fuck," Zhang Xun's eyes darkened under the pressure, "What did you eat yesterday that made you sink so much overnight? It almost made me vomit blood."

Chen Linhu quickly got up: "Okay, just pretend to be asleep."

Zhang Xun opened his eyes and smiled: "I was going to get up, but I didn't get up after thinking about it."

"What are you observing?" Chen Linhu smoothed out the twisted quilt.

"Let's see if you will do something while I'm asleep." Zhang Xun put his hand on his neck, "Let me catch you, you're so brave, play tricks with me."

boring.Chen Linhu smiled, reached under his clothes, and grabbed his little buddy: "Dare to make big moves."

Zhang Xun almost made him stand up. This little tiger seems to have opened up the two veins of Ren and Du recently. He really didn't dare to recruit casually, so he quickly got up: "You are awesome, you grind iron and stone to reincarnate."

"Seeing that you haven't succeeded yet, what's the rush?" Chen Linhu had basically become immune to his miraculous metaphor, "Sleep a little longer?"

"I have to fix what I wrote last night." Zhang Xun leaned against the bedside, held a cigarette to his lips, and looked at Chen Linhu, "Pick up the clothes and let me have a look."

Chen Linhu lifted his shirt: "What?"

Compared with yesterday's photo, the traces left on his body are now very faint, almost invisible, Zhang Xun sat up and patted his waist, and said with a smile: "Okay, the allergies are almost healed, go back to school Change your clothes carefully."

"They said it's all right," Chen Linhu understood what he was worried about, "Why are you still thinking about it?"

Can I not miss it, I can't think about the scene yesterday, but fortunately, Lin Hongyu has a rough nerve, and a mother who really misses her child would have opened her clothes and looked at it.

Thinking of Chen Linhu's escape because of his mother's behavior, Zhang Xun's rejoicing turned into distress.

"Did you get scared yesterday?" Zhang Xun got out of bed and pulled off his clothes, and touched Chen Linhu's tiger head, "It's okay, I will pay more attention to it in the future, your skin is fair, and the marks left are too obvious."

Chen Linhu felt bored while his hair was blown by him.

"Pay attention to what?" Chen Linhu was not happy with Zhang Xun's attitude and reaction. He was always advancing and retreating in a controlled manner, full of thoughts like dumplings in a teapot, but what he said was always these soups and waters, "I If you like your seal, you can keep it."

Zhang Xun made him soft-hearted: "I know."

"You still say this when you know it," Chen Linhu glared at him, "You just have to be as happy as you like, don't worry about other things."

He didn't tell Zhang Xun about the reaction of old Chen Tou and Lin Hongyu last night. This matter has nothing to do with Zhang Xun. He will have to face it sooner or later, and he will not make Zhang Xun feel uncomfortable because of his family affairs.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xun could still feel it.

"Two different things," Zhang Xun pinched his face. "In the future, we really have to pay attention to it. It's not good to stick together according to the frequency of iron rods grinding needles and dripping stones. What if..."

Chen Linhu took his hands away from his face and looked at him a little annoyed.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Xun was stunned.

"I feel uncomfortable when I don't look at you. Are you telling me this because you don't feel uncomfortable?" Chen Linhu clutched his wrist like a child holding a baby bump. He felt insecure after letting go.

He didn't know why he felt uncomfortable, probably because he remembered what Old Chen said last night.

What Zhang Xun said coincided with what old Chen said, making Chen Linhu very anxious.As if everything he did was in vain.

Zhang Xun didn't know why he turned over here, and said helplessly: "Why are you like a grasshopper, poking the old man, and starting to get excited when you say something you don't like to hear. Is that what I mean? ?”

"Then don't say such things," Chen Linhu looked into his eyes and said, "Did I get scared yesterday or did you get scared? It's not a big deal Zhang Xun, I'm fine, why did you hit me?" Back off?"

As soon as he got annoyed, he spoke freely, Zhang Xun pursed his lips, and tried his best not to slap him.

"I'm just talking," Zhang Xun lit a cigarette, lowered his head and narrowed his eyes, "otherwise what else can I say?"

Chen Linhu held his face and let him look at him: "What you said last night, you will say later."

The light in his eyes was like the light on the edge of a knife, and he wanted to peel Zhang Xun alive.

"Why don't I remember what I said?" Zhang Xun still remembered the sentence he said just now when he was angry with himself. Seeing that Chen Linhu's eyes were starting to spit fire, he sighed, instead he took his hand and put it to his mouth for a kiss. , "I love you. This dog's temper can't stop me from loving you."

Chen Linhu got what he wanted, he stretched his eyebrows, took off Zhang Xun's cigarette and kissed him.Thinking of the comment of "dog temper", he took another bite angrily.

"Happy, young master," Zhang Xun lost his temper after being slapped, and held Chen Linhu's hand, "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Chen Linhu: "I love you too."

Like a child, you have to talk about whoever you love every day.Zhang Xun smiled: "Okay, is there any more?"

"Don't worry about anything else, I'll take care of my family affairs." Chen Linhu said again.

Zhang Xun grabbed his hand, feeling like he was holding a rope hanging from a deep hole.

He wanted to climb up, but he was afraid that the rope would break.

"Nothing else?" Zhang Xun asked again.

Chen Linhu was about to speak when the phone rang. He glanced at it and answered it directly: "Say."

Shang Qinghua's voice came from over there: "Where did you go? Even if you went to the city center to buy breakfast for us, you should be at the school gate by now, right?"

The two of them realized that it was getting late, Chen Linhu quickly took the tablet, took the cigarette on Zhang Xun's mouth and didn't return it, put Zhang Xun in his mouth and hugged Zhang Xun again, and then rushed out the door like his butt was on fire.

"Don't jump!" Zhang Xun roared.

There was no movement in the corridor before he came out of the bedroom and stood on the balcony.

A cigarette butt was thrown on the floor of the balcony. Zhang Xun worked until dawn, and when he came out to smoke, he heard the conversation between Chen Linhu and old Chen Tou in the small courtyard.

He didn't know what Chen Linhu was feeling at that time, nor what old Chen was thinking.

I knew that Lin Hongyu probably had something to say to Old Chen yesterday, otherwise Chen Linhu wouldn't have said this to his master early in the morning.

Hold back all night.

That was the grandfather who loved him the most.Chen Linhu is probably the only relative who treats him wholeheartedly.

Zhang Xun leaned on the railing to inhale, he couldn't tell if it was his lungs or his heart that was hurting, his whole chest was burning like he was rubbing against the gravel.

Brother Hu rubbed back and forth inside the screen door, staring at him.

"You're fucking talking about connecting a transmission line to my brain." Zhang Xun turned his head to look at it and smiled, his eyes were so hot, "It's all fart. Your brother has learned to lie."

Brother Hu squatted down and licked his paws, as if he disdained this skill very much.

"What do you know?" Zhang Xun squatted down and tapped it through the screen window, "I learned it for me. People with four straight sides can still learn these twists and turns."

I also learned to deal with it, learned to suppress my violent temper, and learned to be more and more like an adult.

Chen Linhu finally understood the reason why Zhang Xun didn't put his mind on the table. He once thought that Zhang Xun was not honest enough and his feelings were not strong enough. .

And Zhang Xun also understood at this moment Chen Linhu's feelings when he chased him and wanted to speak honestly.

It was too hard.Distressed to die.

This is just the beginning, what to do in the future, what will Chen Linhu do in the future.

Zhang Xun squatted on the ground and couldn't stand up. The mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrated for a long time before he reluctantly picked it up to look at it.

Another unknown number.

Since Zhang Cheng found him, he blocked all of Zhang Cheng's contact information, and this time he got a different number from somewhere to call him, more than once in this period of time.

Due to work reasons, Zhang Xun often answered some calls from Party A, and there were also many unfamiliar numbers. Now, when he hears the phone ringing, his veins twitch.For this reason, he has stopped accepting new orders recently, and only contributes to the editors he knows.

Looking at the place where the number belongs, it belongs to his house.Zhang Xun lit the cigarette in his mouth, the pain in his heart was overwhelmed by anger and ruthlessness, and he answered: "There is no end, don't fucking fight anymore, I don't owe you anything!"

The voice from over there was an old male voice: "You have to come back to attend the funeral after your mother died, right Zhang Xun?"

When Chen Linhu returned to school, he still felt a little pimple in his heart.

I can't tell where it is, but I just feel that I need to talk to Zhang Xun.But he was also afraid that he would slip up.

For the next few days, Old Chen acted like a normal person, and never said anything about not being allowed to run around.On the day Lin Hongyu left Baoxiang, she only sent him a text message to inform him.

Chen Linhu didn't know if the two of them had doubts, or if they felt that there was something wrong with him.

This feeling of guessing repeatedly with a knife hanging over his head is not very pleasant, but because it is just guessing, Chen Linhu can't tell Zhang Xun that guessing together is even more boring, and it will only deepen Zhang Xun's sense of guilt.

The phone vibrated, and Zhang Xun sent a message, asking him when he was out of class and to make up for the movie that was owed before.

Chen Linhu was very happy, he turned his head and asked Shang Qinghua: "Are there any good movies recently?"

"Who are you watching? Action movies or romance movies?" Shang Qinghua yawned, feeling sleepy as he stared at the half-drawn design draft on the computer.

The four of 307 sat in the last row. The teacher of this class was relatively loose, and a few of them were painting and fishing.

Chen Linhu thought about it: "Let's make a romance movie."

Every time I watch a movie with Zhang Xun, whether it is an action movie or a police movie, and once I watched "The Elf Mouse Brother", Chen Linhu wonders if there is a kissing scene and he has to cover his eyes.

After saying this, the three people next to him turned their heads to look at him in unison.

"There's something wrong with you," Zhou Zhuangzhuang said with fire in his eyes, "Did you betray the organization?"

Chen Linhu didn't bother to pay attention to him, and didn't look up when he returned the message: "It's okay, go to sleep, you're cute when you're asleep."

"I'm not done with you!" Zhou Zhuangzhuang wanted to step over Shang Qinghua and Gao Yi to pull Chen Linhu's hair.

Senior Gao pressed it back for him: "If you don't want to be hospitalized, just sit down."

Zhou Zhuangzhuang was very persuasive, he stepped down immediately when given a step, even though he kept humming in his nose.

"It's really not right," Shang Qinghua smiled, and whispered to Chen Linhu, "You told me secretly, is there something wrong?"

Chen Linhu glanced at him: "Why do you ask that?"

"Guess," Shang Qinghua said, "I figured it out before, you changed that this week. Holding a mobile phone, laughing and sighing for a while, either dating or watching TV dramas."

Chen Linhu was amused by the analysis of Shang Qinghua, the emotional mentor, and even more bewildered in his heart after the music.

Even a fool like Zhou Zhuangzhuang could see it, how much did Old Chen Tou and Lin Hongyu see?

Chen Linhu didn't think any further.

In the past few days, he roughly browsed the head cartoons on various platforms, and began to prepare a work of his own.

Fat Cat and Bald Crane’s manga received good feedback, but after all, the plot is loose, and the whole is a light-hearted manga with no big plot. It is very difficult to construct a complete story. It was only when Chen Linhu started to realize his own shortcomings in various aspects. How serious.

First you have to decide whether it is a boy manga or a girl manga, and then you have to subdivide the various themes.At the beginning, Chen Linhu wanted to get closer to the few masterpieces of comics he often read, but found that he couldn't handle the too grand worldview, so he had to give up this high standard and start with more graspable themes.

He stuttered and wrote a general outline, fantasy, probably a cliché about ghost hunters and ghosts.

As soon as the character set was drafted, Chen Xingye arrived.

Chen Xingye came to visit his mother Zhao Xuemin's grave this time. He originally wanted to take Chen Tong with Zhu Dan, but Chen Tong caught a cold again, so he asked Zhu Dan to take care of him at home, and took a leave of absence for the Dragon Boat Festival. , Drive to Baoxiang by yourself.

Chen Linhu accompanied him to the cemetery again. At night, the father and son lived in the same room, Chen Xingye slept on the bed, and Chen Linhu slept on the camp bed.

The day ended fairly peacefully, old Chen didn't choke with Chen Xingye, the three generations had a solid meal, and then went back to their respective houses to sleep.

After turning on the light, Chen Xingye lay down on the bed and asked, "Is it uncomfortable for you to sleep? I slept for a few days last time, and I put several plasters on my waist when I went back."

"It's okay." Chen Linhu was lying wrapped in a thin quilt, and wanted to send a message to Zhang Xun, but remembered that Zhang Xun had asked Duan Qiao and the others to go out today, and he probably hadn't come back yet, so he held back, "I ran a long way today. Yes, are you okay?"

Chen Xingye turned over on the bed: "I still know how to care about your father, okay, it's not in vain."

These words made Chen Linhu frown in the dark, but didn't say anything.

"How is your grandfather going to the grave this year? Is he still in good health?" Maybe it's because after seeing his own mother, Chen Xingye was not as irritable as before. Instead, he chatted with Chen Linhu calmly. , and it’s convenient to take care of him, he won’t listen, and you can persuade him if you have nothing to do.”

Chen Linhu knows old Chen's temper, he can't let go of Baoxiang, this is the place where he grew up, there is a wife in the cemetery, and neighbors in the second unit and family yard for decades, his roots are here.

"He's in good health. As long as he can walk and jump, he won't be willing to go with you." Chen Linhu said bluntly.

"Hey, it's stubborn." Chen Xingye sighed, "There are no direct buses now, how did you get there this year? Did you take a taxi?"

Chen Linhu: "The car driven by Zhang Xun took him there."

"The one on the second floor?" Chen Xingye moved his body slightly, and looked in the direction of Chen Linhu in the dark, "You played well with him."

Chen Linhu closed his eyes, but didn't open when he heard the sound of fabric rubbing from the other side of the bed: "Well, it's good. Do you want to investigate like you did in high school?"

After saying this, Chen Xingye fell silent for an instant.

What happened in high school was a huge rift between the father and son. Although their father-son relationship was already cracked like dry land, this one was the deepest and most ruthless.

It's not that Chen Xingye didn't regret it, nor did he want to make up for it, but Chen Linhu has grown up, and there are many things that you can't just fool around with a lollipop.

Especially the few words Chen Linhu quarreled with him when he came back last time, Chen Xingye remembered very clearly for some reason.

The memory of the eldest son's childhood was almost blurred, but after he finished those few words, he suddenly remembered everything.

After a long while, Chen Xingye spoke again, but he didn't pick up the conversation just now, and he didn't even get angry like before. He just started another topic and said: "I went to see your grandma today, and I remembered the past. I will wait for you in a few years Graduation, stable job, dating and marriage, I will take Zhu Dan Chen Tong, you take your partner, we will accompany your father to see her again. She liked a big family before, and said it was lively."

Chen Linhu opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, above his head was Zhang Xun's bedroom on the second floor.

There was a kingdom there known only to them.

There is no need for other subjects in that kingdom, and it is still very lively.

Think about the three family members who are closest to me. The situation is different. Lin Hongyu is very nervous, and old Chen is really good to him, but they are not like Chen Xingye. They know what happened in the third year of high school son of a bitch.

In Chen Xingye's mind, the road has already been paved for Chen Linhu. After graduation, he may take another postgraduate entrance examination that is convenient for the public examination, get a solid job, maybe go on a blind date to meet a girl from a well-matched family background, get married after dating for half a year, and then get married again. Give birth to a child in one year.

Chen Linhu had mixed feelings in his heart, he was no longer as angry and unwilling towards Chen Xingye as before, what was left was incomprehensible pain and disappointment.

After a long silence in the room, Chen Linhu said, "Then what if I don't get married?"

"You want to rebel/rebel?" Chen Xingye said half-jokingly, "The right way is for a man to start a family and start a career. If he doesn't get married, he's talking like a child."

Chen Linhu closed his eyes and said calmly, "I'm not getting married."

Three seconds later, Chen Xingye sat up from the bed with a "huh": "What do you mean, you have to argue with me in the middle of the night, right?"

Chen Linhu didn't even move. The words that had been choked in his throat for many years suddenly came out today: "Dad, did you ever think about getting divorced when I got married to my mother?"

Chen Xingye understands what it feels like to seal his throat with a sword.

"Dad," Chen Linhu said again, "When you two named me this name, did you think that I was the only witness to your marriage besides the divorce certificate?"

Chen Xingye didn't know how he lay down. First, the ceiling turned before his eyes, and then the figure of the eldest son happily running behind his buttocks when he was a child, and gradually turned into a expressionless face, and finally he In the third year of high school, Chen Xingye saw the face of mixed anger and disappointment in the rearview mirror.

Swallowing the saliva that was only frothy, Chen Xingye said in a weak voice: "Is it because of this that you dislike marriage, or is it because of..."

He didn't go on, and he didn't want to go on.

Chen Linhu opened his mouth, and just said: "Dad..."

Chen Xingye jumped up from the bed and roared like an explosion: "Shut up! Shut up! Get out!"

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Huzi skills: irritate dad, comfort mom, kiss grandpa with bald head (not