Night and day

Shui Bei had the idea of ​​giving up boxing early on. Since when?Probably after Kang Qiao took him to the farmyard and came back.He always felt that there was not enough time, and the two separated after a short time together, and they always had to go back to their respective homes.Whenever we parted, Shui Bei would feel empty in his heart, thinking about it.

When Shui Bei said he gave up, he really gave up. He didn't think about the result, and he never thought about what he could do with nothing but boxing, so he made a decision without hesitation.

Things were not as simple as Shui Bei thought. Before he could tell Kang Qiao, a call came from the other end.Before Shui Bei answered the phone, there was a roar on the other end of the phone.

Shui Bei knew that he was really angry this time.

Turning back halfway, Shui Bei had just entered the house when a teacup flew across the sky, before he could dodge, the teacup hit his chest, and then fell to the ground and shattered.

"What are you doing? Son just doesn't want to practice boxing, are you?" Shui Bei's mother hurried to Shui Bei's side and asked, "Son, are you okay?"

Shui Bei rubbed his chest and said with a smile, "It's okay."

"What's going to happen to him? He has a thick skin." Sitting at the table, Shuibei's father still had half a glass of white wine in his glass. His eyes were bloodshot and his face was flushed. He said: "You really have hard wings, such a big one The matter was decided without discussing with Lao Tzu, I think you are fat, right?"

"Why are you so anxious?" Shuibei's mother turned her head and said angrily, "It's a good thing that my son doesn't practice boxing. If he keeps practicing like this, I'm still worried. What will I do in the future? Be the same as you." A little coach?" Shui Bei's mother dragged Shui Bei to sit down, and then said: "Look at yourself now, how many injuries are on your body, why don't you think about your son?"

"I just disagree for him." Shuibei's father said angrily: "He has caught up with the good time, which is different from our era. If he can practice well, he will have a better life in the future."

"What's the matter?" Shuibei's mother rolled her eyes: "It's good to practice, and I have money, but what about the body? The body is gone. Look at the children of the national team, which one has nothing wrong with his body after retiring. "

"You..." Shuibei's father was so angry that he didn't know what to say.

Seeing that the momentum was not right, Shui Bei interrupted their conversation quickly: "What are you arguing about? Give up, to tell you the truth, my mind is not on this anymore, because I am in love."

"What did you say?" Shuibei's parents blurted out almost at the same time, looking at him in surprise.

Shui Bei shrugged: "I'm so old, isn't it normal to fall in love?"

"You fart." Shuibei's father slapped the table and stood up, pointing at him and said, "You can fall in love, and you are old enough, but falling in love doesn't conflict with your boxing practice, right? Why did you give up?"

Shui Bei thought for a while and said, "There is no conflict, it's just that I simply don't want to practice anymore."

"You bastard, see if I don't beat you to death today..." Shuibei's father picked up the wine bottle and was about to smash it, but Shuibei's mother quickly stopped him: "Son, you go and stay in the yard."

Shuibei hesitated for a while, but had no choice but to walk out.

Shui Bei was sitting on the steps in the yard, when he suddenly saw a small head protruding from the corner of the wall, and a pair of bright and energetic eyes secretly looked at him.

Shui Bei tilted his head and said with a smile, "What are you peeking at?"

Kang Ning walked out slowly, and whispered, "Brother, did you quarrel with your uncle and aunt?"

Shui Bei stretched out his hand to greet him, and when he came to him, he smiled and said, "Have you finished your homework?"

Kang Ning nodded: "It's finished."

Shui Bei hugged Kang Ning in his arms: "Just study hard, your brother will count on you from now on, understand?"

"I know, I will work hard."

"As long as you know."

"Son." Shuibei's mother ran out of the house, and smiled slightly when she saw Kang Ning: "Ningning, you go back to the house first, Auntie has something to say to your brother Shuibei."

Kang Ning nodded: "Understood."

After Kang Ning left, Shuibei's mother sat next to Shuibei and asked, "Son, tell mom the truth, you said you were in love, who is that love partner? Could it be the old king in the venue?" A girl? If it's her mother, she won't agree."

Shui Bei squinted his eyes and smiled, "Why don't you agree?"

"Hey, that girl is a tiger. If she marries into the family, she will be in a hurry? Your mother and I have a bad heart." Shuibei's mother clutched her chest: "Do you think it's her?"

Shui Bei smiled wryly, "It's not her, it's someone else."

Shuibei's mother breathed a sigh of relief: "It's fine if it's not her, when will I have time to bring it back for my mother to see?"

"You've already seen it." Shui Bei blinked.

"Ah? I've seen it? When?"

Shui Bei put his arms around her shoulders and said with a smile, "If you can't remember it, don't think about it. We will meet again when we have the chance."

"Hey, you brat, are you still cheating on me with your mother? Do you know how many times your mother was scolded by your father because of you? You are heartless."

Shui Bei shook her shoulders and said with a smile: "My mother treats me the best, I'm not willing to play tricks on you, but the time is not yet ripe, there is a chance."

"Hey..." Shuibei's mother sighed: "Okay, it's a good thing that you can fall in love, so I won't worry about it in the future, but you should practice boxing. Since you don't want to, your dad can't force you, mom. Stop it for you, as for this period of time, you'd better hide at Kang Qiao's place, to save him blowing his beard and staring all day, I'm annoyed watching it."

"Mom," Shui Bei called softly.

Shuibei's mother was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

Shui Bei turned his head, looked at her and said, "Mom, what do you think of Kang Qiao?"

"It's good. Mom thinks it's good. Although I've only met him a few times, mom can tell that this child must be very filial. I asked Kang Ning, and Kang Ning said he was good. I don't think so. .”

"That's good." Shui Bei lowered his head and smiled slightly.

"What do you call it? What are you talking about?" Shuibei's mother asked back.

Shuibei coughed twice, then stood up, stretched his waist and said, "Stop talking, I'm going back to Kang Qiao's place, maybe he's still busy at the food stall."

"Son, you said you won't practice boxing anymore, so what are you going to do in the future?" Shuibei's mother asked the important point.

Shui Bei walked out and said, "Make a lot of money." After speaking, he walked out of the yard.

"Earn a lot of money?" Shuibei's mother muttered, suddenly feeling ominous, she pulled her neck and shouted: "Son, you can't do bad things. Mom doesn't want to give you prison food."

Shui Bei walked along the wall to the outside of the alley, and when he heard it, he also pulled his neck and shouted: "Don't worry, I'll just stand on the street at most."

Of course, this is just a joke, it can be regarded as a time-consuming perfunctory.

Shuibei returned to Kang Qiao's house, but the door was still closed. As he thought, Kang Qiao was still at the food stall.Shuibei didn't go into the house, but went to the night market, squeezed through the crowd, Shuibei saw Kang Qiao was sweating profusely standing in front of the oven busy with work.

Shuibei walked over, and said in a pretentious manner, "Boss, here are ten strings of ribs."

"Come on, wait a moment..." Kang Qiao looked up and saw Shui Bei with a playful smile. He clicked his tongue and smiled and said, "Playing with me again, is it interesting?"

Shui Bei said with a playful smile: "Seeing that you are so busy, I just tease you." Shui Bei looked around for a few times, and asked in doubt, "Where are Wei Li and his wife?"

Kang Qiao said helplessly, "He just left when I came here."

Shui Bei frowned and said, "Dare you own the booth alone? They don't worry about it?"

"Hey, they pay less money, so naturally they do less work." Kang Qiao lowered his head and was busy.

"They're really good, I won't say anything." Shui Bei turned around and stood beside him, and asked, "Shall I help you with something?"

Kang Qiao said with a smile: "No, you can just collect the money, I'll come here alone."

Shui Bei turned to look at him: "My heart aches."

Kang Qiao squinted and smiled: "I have rough skin and thick flesh, so there is no need to feel distressed."

Shui Bei clicked his tongue: "I really feel sorry for you, what I said is true."

Kang Qiao laughed even wider: "I know, but I'm not just paper, so it's nothing to be tired."

Shui Bei sighed, and imagined, "When do you think you can make a lot of money?"

"If you want to make a lot of money, you have to take your time. There is no one who will become fat." Kang Qiao glanced at him, and then said: "Didn't the teacher tell you when you were in school, hard work pays off, no hard work One point of harvest, as long as we work hard, we can make money."

"Heh, this guy is still citing scriptures with me. I understand and I understand, so let's work hard together." Shui Bei laughed.

Kang Qiao glanced at him again: "You still plan to hang out with me at this food stall every day? No more training?" After speaking, Kang Qiao shook his head and laughed.

Shui Bei thought for a while, stared at him and said, "Qiaoer, I give up practicing boxing."

"Ah...ah?" Kang Qiao was startled, and raised his head in surprise: "What did you just say?"

"I said, I gave up practicing boxing, and now I am a free man, so I will help you take care of this food stall." Shui Bei raised his eyebrows at him.

Hearing this, Kang Qiao waited for a long time before turning his head: "Are you sick? Are you out of your mind?" Kang Qiao threw the meat skewers on the oven and said angrily, "You... Damn, are you full enough?"

"Joe, don't I just stop practicing boxing, don't you?"

"Why not." Kang Qiao said angrily: "Didn't you practice boxing since you were young, and you gave up when you said you would give up? Besides, your boxing practice is no better than my big food stall. Why do you have to hang out with me? You Does it just make me feel uncomfortable?"

The author has something to say: Emma, ​​God must be punishing me, I am in so much pain, it hurts to death... I endure the words written in pain, it is so painful.

Meow, I have to lie down quickly, see you tomorrow...