Black Heart Tangyuan Edible Guide

After the Lantern Festival, the wind gradually warmed up.

As the start of school is slowly approaching, the children who have been bored throughout the winter vacation are extremely excited. After all, after the New Year's Day, everyone has become a little local tyrant.

Except for one person.

Cheng Du sat in the car blankly, looking at the misty rain and fog outside the window.

The sky was already dark, and the drizzle was swaying under the street lamps, which made him panic, and his body began to feel cold uncontrollably.

The road in the distance is pitch black, an unknown that even the brightest headlights cannot penetrate.

His mother, classmates, and the B city where he was raised since he was a child gradually moved away from him in the rain and fog.

Four hours ago, Cheng Qingping, who was not at home for the Chinese New Year, came back suddenly. Without a word, he put his mother on the train back to the countryside, while Cheng Du was taken to the pickup truck for other provinces, which contained some simple things. Furniture and Cheng Qingping's documents.

It's not that she didn't cry, she didn't make a fuss, and even the neighbors were alarmed.But Cheng Qingping became determined after eating the weight, and only gave the mother and son about ten minutes to pack their things, and then forced them into the car.

Cheng Du confiscated nothing.

He stared blankly at his mother packing things, at her being sent away, and at the bridge speeding outside the car.

At this moment, there was an urge to jump down.

What family, what school, what life, I don’t want anything anymore, I don’t need anything anymore.

Cheng Du suddenly felt very tired. The short 12 years of his life were enough to overwhelm him.

He doesn't understand the world, let alone his parents.

Since Cheng Qingping didn't love his mother at all, why did he marry her, and since he didn't love her, why did he want to have a child.

Why did today's tragedy happen to me, why other children can have happy families, what is wrong, what is wrong...

Cheng Du shrank into a ball after thinking about it.

He felt cold, cold from the inside out.

Fang Zhimo was a little excited, even the chess pieces in his hand were trembling slightly.

He played two more steps according to the chess record, and found that his mind was not on the chessboard, so he simply threw the game record away, jumped on the bed and rolled over.

——School starts tomorrow.

——You can see Xueba soon.

In his impression, he had never looked forward to the start of school so much.

There was a slight knock on the door, and Fang Zhimo sat up quickly, straightened his messy clothes, and sat upright: "Fang Xiaohua, can you knock on the door first when you enter someone else's room?"

Fang Xiaohua poked her head in with a smile: "Brother, grandma made Sixi meatballs, do you want to eat them?"

Fang Zhimo's eyes lit up, and then he stood up slowly: "Hey, I'll just try one."

Today is a family reunion, Fang Zhimo has never liked to deal with this kind of scene, so he hid in the room early in the morning.But grandma's craftsmanship... After all, he was looking forward to it since he was a kid.

Fang Xiaohua ran away grinning, and Fang Zhimo hurriedly followed.

Don't blame him for being greedy, mainly because the little girl is too bad, if she licks each meatball after a while, do you think he will eat it or not?

When Fang Zhimo came down from upstairs, he saw a large family gathered in the living room, including uncle, second uncle, third aunt, fourth aunt, and several juniors running around, but he didn't see his father alone. mom.

Fang Zhimo didn't bother to care about it, and was about to lift his feet to go downstairs, but he didn't want to be lightened, and was hugged in the air.

"Haha, Fang Xiaomo, I haven't seen you for a year, why haven't you grown up yet?"

The person who hugged him was his cousin Fang Ruohan, who was in high school. Fang Zhimo reached his chest last year, but this year it only reached his ribs.

"...Let go, are you annoying?"

Knowing that God Mo was annoying this cousin, he would pinch and touch him whenever he had nothing to do. He always hated people's contact without warning, so he naturally had no good looks towards him.

"Yo, are you still angry? Why is my cousin hugging you?"

Not only did Fang Ruohan not put him down, but he also carried him around twice, and pinched his face by the way.

Fang Zhimo was so angry that he wanted to curse.

"Xiaohan, what's the matter with you, are you bullying your brother again?"

The eldest aunt saw that her son was making trouble with her younger brother again, so she hurriedly stopped her and said, "Come down quickly, what if you throw your younger brother down?"

"Mom, aren't you worried that I'll fall?"

Fang Ruohan retorted in dissatisfaction, causing the uncle to roll his eyes: "You deserve it for falling, and your brother has to go to the hospital after falling. You should let him down quickly. How many times have you said it? You don't have a long memory."

"Yes, yes, this is the big baby of our family. I won't touch it, okay?"

Fang Ruohan honestly put Fang Zhimo on the ground, and shouted to the little boys running around downstairs: "One square, one square, two square three, listen to the order!"

The little monkeys were chasing and beating just now, but they stopped their hands immediately when they heard the sound, and all ran to the front, saluting: "Here, Commander!"

Fang Ruohan nodded: "Well, very good, now go wash my hands and set the dishes."

"Yes!"

A few brats got the order, saluted like soldiers, and ran away.

Fang Ruohan turned around, just as he was about to say something to Fang Zhimo, but found that the child on the stairs was gone.

Fang Zhimo went back to the room and washed his face in a huff. Just about to change his clothes, he saw his parents standing on the balcony of the upstairs corridor, talking in a low voice.

He was not interested in their topic at all, he changed the clothes on his body repeatedly, scolding Fang Ruohan in his heart while changing.

Just when he opened the door and was about to go out, his parents had already finished talking and walked down, talking about Cheng Qingping, job transfer and so on while going downstairs.

Fang Zhimo just listened to it without paying attention, and he didn't react until the word "Cheng Du" appeared in the conversation.

"Mom, what were you talking about just now? Who was transferred?"

Fang Zhimo knew that Fang Qiming would not answer, so he simply looked at his mother.

"No one, you don't know."

Mom smiled, reached out to him and said, "Let's go, it's time to go downstairs."

Fang Zhimo took two steps back, looked at his mother with a serious expression, "You mentioned Cheng Du just now, didn't you?"

Mom was overjoyed: "Yeah, Cheng Du, by the way, he seems to be a classmate in your class, right? His father has just been transferred, and the letter of appointment has just been issued. He moved today. What's wrong?"

As soon as the mother finished saying this, she saw that the blush on the child's face quickly faded and turned pale.He lowered his head, lowered his eyelashes, and his voice became hoarse: "Today?"

My mother was startled by him, took two quick steps up the stairs and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fang Zhimo reached out and grabbed his mother's sleeve, looked up at her, his face was pale, but sweat broke out on his forehead: "Answer me."

My mother had no choice but to reply: "Yes, it's today. What's wrong with you, my little ancestor? It's Chinese New Year, don't scare people!"

After hearing this sentence, Fang Zhimo's soft hands suddenly tightened, and then he threw off his mother and ran out of the gate.

"Hey, Fang Xiaomo, what are you doing? Where are you going? It's late at night? You...you stop for me!"

The mother was confused by him, and patted the father who was also confused beside her: "What are you still standing here for? My son has run away and disappeared!"

Fang Qiming reacted, and the expression on his face gradually turned into astonishment and annoyance: "You son of a bitch, let's see how I deal with him."

Everyone in the hall was also stunned when they saw this change. Only Fang Ruohan was the first to react when he heard his aunt's shout, and opened the door to chase outside.

"Fang Xiaomo, where are you going?"

Fang Ruohan quickly chased him out, but the child had already run into the sentry box.

"Uncle Duan, is Uncle Duan there?"

Fang Zhimo was still wearing woolen slippers hooked by grandma on his feet, and he yelled as soon as he entered the door.

"Hey, Fang Xiaomo? What's the matter?"

It wasn't Uncle Duan who was on duty, but he happened to be one of the guys who helped beat up the little gangsters last time.

Seeing the familiar face, Fang Zhimo immediately begged, "Uncle Li, I want to go back to the compound, can you drive?"

Uncle Li was stunned, and said to Fang Ruohan who was chasing after him, "What's the matter?"

Fang Zhimo stomped his feet, broke away from Uncle Li's hand, touched the car key from the wall, squeezed Fang Ruohan away and ran away.

"Hey!……"

Uncle Li was also stupid, even though he was experienced in many battles, he didn't know how to deal with this situation.

They used to deal with enemies. No one ever taught them what to do when the young master of the Fang family stole the car keys.

Seeing that he was in trouble, Fang Ruohan raised his hand and made a gesture of calmness, and said, "Uncle Li, don't worry, I'll go chase him back."

Uncle Li nodded quickly, not knowing what to say, so he could only shout to the outside in a rough voice: "Be careful!"

Fang Zhimo unlocked the car and sat in the driver's cab. Although he had never driven a car, he knew the brakes, clutch and accelerator, but in the midst of his panic, his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't even insert the keyhole.

After finally igniting the fire, the door of the driver's cab had already been pulled open. Fang Zhimo put his heart on the line, released the handbrake, and was ready to rush out.

Fang Ruohan saw that the opportunity was not good, and jumped into the car with a tiger. Fang Zhimo had already lost the clutch and brake. When he stepped on the accelerator, the military jeep grabbed the ground with four wheels and rushed out.

One side of the jeep door was open, and Fang Ruohan leaped extremely well, lying on Fang Zhimo's lap.

If this was normal, Fang Zhimo would already be nervous, but today's situation is special, he was stunned and didn't feel anything except flustered.

"I rely on...Fang Xiaomo, you are quite capable."

Fang Ruohan saw that his small body, which didn't even have a center console, actually drove the car out of the small building, and couldn't help but said, "Don't be a genius, you."

Fang Zhimo didn't bother to talk to him, and continued to step on the gas pedal.

Fang Ruohan fell half of his body out of the car, grabbed the fixed part of the center console with both hands, and climbed over to the passenger seat.Fang Zhimo accelerated, and Fang Ruohan immediately rolled to the side.

"Fuck, little ancestor, are you trying to make money or kill yourself? Do you dare to stop the car and talk?"

Fang Zhimo ignored him, holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and kept accelerating.

The road in Ruiyiyuan is very well built, wide and smooth, so even though Fang Zhimo is driving fast, there is no danger at all for a while.

Fang Ruohan lay on the driver's seat, neither on the left nor on the right. After probing for a while, he finally stepped on the pedal outside the door.

He breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and asked, "Little ancestor, where are you going? Can you stop the car? I'll drive, I have my skills."

There was light from the car lights outside, Fang Ruohan couldn't see the road conditions, and his butt was hanging outside the car again, he only felt a gust of cold wind blowing, and the car outside brushed against his butt.

"...Ancestor, you really want to kill me with peace of mind!"

Fang Ruohan just got his mind back from his buttocks, looked outside, and shouted loudly: "Fang Xiaomo, stop, stop! We've reached the gate! Stop quickly! Stop!"

Fang Ruohan felt like his heart was about to jump out of his mouth. The gate of Ruiyi Garden was in front of him. Fang Zhimo didn't slow down yet. Fang Ruohan wondered if he had settled down to punch the card.

Just kidding, what card are you punching!Can he drive with a license as an adult?He is still young, and he doesn't want to turn into a puddle of meat because he didn't wear a seat belt!

"Fang Zhimo, stop! Stop! Let's die together! Is it ugly? Is it disgusting? Stop! Stop! Ahhhh—"

There was a screeching sound of brakes, and Fang Ruohan was so shaken by the huge inertia that he could barely grasp the seat in front of him. He leaned his body forward desperately, pressed his butt against the center console, and gradually felt the speed of the car slow down. "Squeak -" a sound came to a stop.

Yan Nei Song outside the gate of Rui Yi Yuan, here, it is already full of soldiers with live ammunition.

Hearing the sound, a soldier ran out immediately and stepped forward to check.

Before Fang Ruohan could catch his breath, he was surrounded by heavily armed soldiers: "Who is in the car, get down!"

The author has something to say:

Cheng Xiaodu is fine, Fang Xiaomo is not injured, emmmmm both are good boys, they can't get hurt, so that's it!

Hahahahahahahahahahahaha_(:з」∠)_

PS: No matter how good Fang Xiaomo is, he can only race in the compound, not on the road, so——

The Transportation Committee of the Third District of City B reminds you that there are thousands of roads, and safety comes first.The driving is irregular, and the relatives cry.

Children without books must absolutely, absolutely not touch the car! (included in the compound)