After wearing a paranoid bamboo horse of abusive male protagonists

Brother, let me help you warm your feet.

Primary school time flies quickly, and most of the semester has passed in a blink of an eye.

At night, under the desk lamp, Song Qingshi was doing homework stroke by stroke.He wrote very carefully, and his handwriting was neat and neat. When he found that he had written something wrong, he would erase it with an eraser and write it again.

The orange light hit his long and curled eyelashes, casting a faint shadow under the eyelids.

Lu Yanchen was lying on the other side of the table, with his hands folded, his chin resting on the back of his hands, his eyes were looking up at Song Qingshi, and he said, "Brother, haven't you finished your homework yet? Why are you still writing?"

Song Qingshi's pen tip paused for a moment, and said in a low voice, "I want to practice some more."

In fact, in the last mid-term exam, Lu Yanchen scored full marks in both Chinese and mathematics. In the Song and Qing Dynasties, he scored 93 in Chinese and 87 in mathematics.

Although his grades were considered in the upper middle class in the class, he felt that he did not do well in the exam, so he wanted to make up for it outside of class.

He didn't want to fall behind Lu Yanchen too much.

He glanced at Lu Yanchen slightly, seeing his bored face, said: "Chenchen, if you are sleepy, go to bed first, don't worry about me, I will sleep by myself later."

Lu Yanchen found a novel from the bookcase, sat back to his original place, and said, "It's okay brother, I'll accompany you, anyway, I won't be able to sleep for a while."

So after the two finished their homework each time, one continued to practice, and the other was reading novels or playing other things. After this pattern lasted for more than a month, the final exam was finally ushered in.

Ten minutes after the final exam started, Lu Yanchen put down his pencil. He looked around boredly. The elementary school courses were easy for him, and he could get full marks in the exam even if he didn't use his brain.

He glanced at Song Qingshi next to him who was concentrating on the questions. Whenever he finished a question and came to the next question, he would always stop and review the questions for a while. Most of the other students in the class were like him. To them, Every exam is tantamount to a battle and must be taken seriously.

Lu Yanchen thought for a while, erased the two filled-in multiple-choice questions, and replaced them with other answers.

It's not that he is very talented, nor is he so smart, he just got the bonus of wearing books.

In his previous life, when he was taking exams, he was also trembling like everyone else.

So this time his Chinese and math scores dropped in the final exam, both of which were 92 points. The teacher criticized him while handing out the test papers: "In the last mid-term exam, Lu Yanchen in our class scored full marks in both subjects, and he was the first in the class. Why? Did you regress this time? Did you become proud after taking the first place in the exam last time? That’s not okay.”

Even Liu Mei asked him why he didn't do well in the exam this time. You must know that after he got the first place in the class last time, Liu Mei's whole face glowed, and she used this to show off to everyone.

This time I can't show off like last time.

On the contrary, Song Qingshi's score has increased this time, from an average score of 90 to 93.

Song Qingshi saw that he was criticized, and suggested with some concern: "Chenchen, don't patronize and play at night, and do your homework with me, and when you pass the exam next time, no one will criticize you. "

Lu Yanchen: "..."

I don't know for whom he wrote two wrong questions on purpose. He didn't want his grades to put too much pressure on Song Qingshi, but now he was worried for him instead.

Song Qingshi really took this matter to heart, and took on the role of supervisor very consciously. Whenever he found that he was distracted, he would tap his head with a pencil to remind him to be more serious.

Facing the pages full of "Write Words in Pinyin" and "Analysis Questions", Lu Yanchen was in agony.

But this is all for later, the final exam will not be long before the Chinese New Year, Lu Yanchen and his family will leave City B and return to their hometown.

As a member of their family, Song Qingshi naturally had to go back with them.

But the closer the Spring Festival was, the more restless Song and Qingshi became.

Lu Yanchen could understand him very well. After all, this was Song Qingshi's first time going back to his hometown with them, and he had never met his grandparents. He didn't know what kind of people they were and whether they would accept him. Naturally, he would be very uneasy.

When he was sleeping at night, he squeezed Song Qingshi's hand and comforted him: "Don't worry, grandpa and grandma are good people, they won't do anything to you, besides, don't you still have me." He patted his chest to promise.

Song Qingshi's eyes flickered and he smiled at him.

The day before New Year's Eve, the family packed the luggage and New Year's goods that they would bring back to their hometown into the trunk, and then set off in Lu Chenglin's car.

Lu Chenglin's hometown is in a very remote village in the next province. Because of the traffic congestion during the Chinese New Year, Lu Chenglin drove for ten hours to get home. By the time they got there, it was already dark.

The road leading to my hometown is old and broken, the road is full of potholes, and the car keeps bumping when driving. Liu Mei has complained about this broken road many times, and every time she threatens that she will never talk to their grandfather again. The two went back home together.

But she still came with her every time next time, she was worried that Lu Yanchen would not be with her.

Lu Chenglin's parents were both farmers, and they had never left the mountains in their entire life, although Lu Chenglin also mentioned that they would be taken to the city to live together.

However, the two old people were used to living in the country, but they were not used to life in the city, so they refused.

The two old people lived in a refurbished building. As soon as the car arrived at the door of the house, the two old people could be seen at the door.

When Lu Chenglin got out of the car, he shouted to the two old people: "Dad, Mom, I'm back."

"Hey, you're back." Grandpa laughed.

Liu Mei opened the door of the back seat, let the two children out, and said to Lu Yanchen, "Quickly call grandpa and grandma."

Lu Yanchen said obediently, "Hi, grandpa and grandma."

Grandpa said: "Okay, okay."

Grandma said kindly, "Chenchen is back."

Because Song Qingshi was afraid of strangers, he clung to Lu Yanchen tightly, and the two held hands, and he also whispered: "Grandpa and grandma are good."

Grandpa said very kindly: "Yes, yes."

Grandma said: "It's Qing time, have you eaten yet?"

Song Qingshi subconsciously shook his head, they had lunch at the service area, but they hadn't had dinner yet, and now their stomachs were growling with hunger.

Grandma greeted them and said, "It happens that we haven't eaten yet. The rice is heating up in the pot. Let's eat together."

Song Qingshi blinked, his grandparents seemed to be really good, and they didn't embarrass him at all.

Not only was there no embarrassment, but I was even afraid that he would be uncomfortable when eating, so I kept feeding him food.

Song Qingshi looked at the bowls with vegetables piled up like hills, and said with some embarrassment: "Thank you, grandpa and grandma."

Lu Yanchen whispered into his ear: "Look, I just said that grandpa and grandma are good people, so they won't do anything to you."

In fact, this is what he saw from the original book. In the original book, Song Qingshi did not live well in the original owner's house.

It was the original owner's grandparents who were very kind to him, making him feel the warmth of home after a long absence.

However, the conditions in the countryside are not as good as those in the city, and there is no place to take a bath. People here use a bucket of hot water to bathe, and then pour it on their bodies.

But now it is too cold, and there is no heating equipment in the countryside, so I can only soak my feet.

After Liu Mei boiled a pot of boiling water, she poured it into the footbath and asked them to soak their feet together.

Although it was mixed with cold water, the water was still too hot. Lu Yanchen couldn't bear it within a second after putting his foot in the water, so he quickly picked it up and put it on the basin to dry.

Song Qingshi sat across from him and took off his shoes. Seeing his reaction, his two white and tender feet tentatively probed down. Before they touched the water, he quickly picked them up, and followed him to dry them out. On the basin, check the water temperature every few minutes.

After the water in the basin finally stopped burning, Lu Yanchen put his feet down.

This footbath is very small and can only hold one pair of feet, so when two children soak their feet, there must be one's feet on top and another's feet on the bottom.

Lu Yanchen stepped on Song Qingshi's feet unceremoniously. The child's feet were soft and tender, and it was very comfortable to step on.

When Song Qing faced him, he was not as obedient and obedient as others. He would also be naughty and petty, although most of the time he was still obedient.

Not to be outdone, he pulled his foot out from under him, and then put it on his foot again.

Lu Yanchen started playing with him, and then took his foot out and put it on his foot.

The two childish ghosts ended up in a tie, with one foot on top and the other foot being stepped on by the other.

Winter in the countryside is cold, especially since this village is backed by mountains, it gets even colder in winter.

This was cruel to Lu Yanchen, who grew up in the city, because there was no air conditioner in the room.

At night, the two children were lying on the bed covered with thick quilts, warming the cold quilt with their own body temperature.

Although the quilt was thick and heavy, it was not warm at all, and it was still stiff. Lu Yanchen waited for a long time with his body stiff before he felt a little warmth.

But at this moment, his foot touched Song Qingshi's foot, and he was startled, "Brother, why are your feet so cold?"

Like ice cubes, the heat from soaking your feet just now was sucked away by the cold air in winter.

Song Qingshi blinked: "I don't know either."

He has always been cold. I don't know if it's because of the poor living conditions in the past. He didn't keep up with his nutrition, which made his physique relatively weak. Even in the hot summer, his body temperature was lower than ordinary people.

Lu Yanchen turned to look at him and said, "Brother, aren't you cold?"

Song Qingshi replied with some embarrassment: "A little bit."

But it's not unbearable.

At this moment, he suddenly felt his feet warm, and his feet were pressed against a soft place, which was warm and soft, like a warm bag.

When he realized where it was, his face turned red, and he said with some embarrassment: "Chenchen, don't look like this..."

Lu Yanchen was holding his feet in his belly, warming it with his own belly.

But he still said calmly: "It's okay brother, I'm not afraid of the cold, I'll warm your feet for you."

Song Qingshi looked at him with eyes like ink, his heart was blocked, his throat seemed to be blocked and he couldn't speak.

In the dark room, there was only a faint light in his exposed eyes, as if the only twinkling star in the night sky.

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!