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Chapter 5

Lin Qiao's hometown is in a place called Pinglin County.During the ten or so days of Chinese New Year, apart from visiting relatives and friends, the rest of the time he went out with his original friends.

According to his original plan, he would take the bus back when he caught the third grader at home.He didn't book a train ticket, and every year he couldn't get a ticket to go back.But childhood playmates, such as Song Hui, Wang Ji and others, insisted on keeping him.Visiting each other for dinner every night really whetted his appetite. He survived until the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, and returned to City A after packing his bag.

Some of his friends are still in school, and some are in other places.It's rare to get together, one of them is accompanied by a beautiful girlfriend every day, and they kiss together when they have nothing to do.There was another one who left a grade in school and was bored in the room to review.

The person who prepared the luggage to go home in advance was also there. He basically grew up with Lin Qiao. The two of them rarely quarreled, let alone fought. I don’t know if it’s because Lin Qiao’s temper is too good, or the other party has never done things well. head.He seems to have resigned again, and has been running to Lin Qiao all year long.

Song Hui, that friend, was complaining again that his family was too annoying.Lin Qiao sometimes envied him, but he also envied Lin Qiao.Because Lin Qiao's mother seems to have an excessive tolerance for Lin Qiao

When Lin Qiao returned to the rented house, the snow had only stopped for two days, the ground was frozen and hard, and there were still ice cones hanging from the trees and the roof.Lin Qiao grew up in a place in the north. He liked snow and was not afraid of the cold. He dragged his luggage and walked quickly, and fell twice along the way.He kicked open the door, threw away his luggage, and went to the northernmost small room to look for Lin Ming.

"You're back!" Lin Ming was very happy to see him.

Lin Qiao told him that he had fallen twice, but the cotton coat was thick and did not feel pain; he also said that he had brought a lot of things... He chattered for half an hour before stopping.The child looked up at him with his frozen red face.He struggled to take out the prepared red envelope from his pocket and stuffed it to the child: "Happy New Year!"

The child accepted it without much embarrassment, and wanted to see it shyly, hooking his fingers to open it, while looking at Lin Qiao frequently. "Money?" The child closed the red envelope again and pushed it back, "I don't want it."

"How can you take back the things you sent out?"

The child pursed his lips, still embarrassed, Lin Qiao immediately asked, "Are you happy for the New Year?"

"I must be happy! I am one year older!"

8. The director of the factory has been habitually picking on Lin Qiao's work problems since he was transferred to this department.Lin Qiao couldn't help but quarreled with the director twice, and was seen by many employees.For the third time, the director reprimanded another female worker who matched with Lin Qiao. That female worker might have a thin skin, and she burst into tears after talking for a while.Lin Qiao stood aside and couldn't help but speak for her.The director pointed the finger at him again, accusing him of asking for leave over and over again.Lin Qiao simply quit.

It's not that Lin Qiao really likes to meddle in other people's business.The girl who was scolded has always liked Lin Qiao more, and she has helped him a lot since work.It's just a shy personality, and I have never said anything like like it.Lin Qiao didn't know why he stepped in to talk, but he did it anyway, and he hated the new supervisor anyway.

Several close colleagues still invited him to dinner.The girl was also there, sitting at the back of the table with her head down, looked up at him, and then shrank back.Several people directed him with their eyes.To be honest, Lin Qiao doesn't like people who can't communicate well. It's hard for such people to guess their minds, and being friends will be even more tiring.So Lin Qiao pretended not to see it, and brought the quarrel over with a few words.The girl who was scolded kept her head down the whole time, as if nothing had happened.

9. But Lin Qiao still has to start from scratch.

He is a little worried.What can he do after resigning?He's young, strong, and good-looking, and he's sure to find a job.When he dropped out of school, on the one hand, he felt that he might not be able to adapt to that family; on the other hand, he was sure that he was not a talent for learning.Originally, he thought that walking out of the house would be another way of life, but now that he experienced it, he still felt that it was wrong.It wasn't always what he wanted.

These days in April, the factories of various companies are almost full of recruits.

Lin Ming lay on the other side to build building blocks—it was a gift from Lin Qiao instead of the airplane model—stopped suddenly, and said solemnly: "Brother, don't be sad."

Lin Qiao smiled and rubbed his head: "I'm not sad. It's fun?"

He has been at home for a week, and the children come to his room to play games every day.

Lin Ming obediently didn't ignore him, and was still comforting: "Take your time looking for it, don't worry." When he first met him, he saw the child and wanted to tease him, but the child was like a little idiot and didn't make trouble. He doesn't laugh, and at most he just says "Hi brother", or adds "Goodbye brother", but now the child is small but he can already comfort him.Lin Qiao couldn't remember what he was like when he was ten years old. At that time, he was still in elementary school, and he probably quarreled and fought with other elementary school students all day long.But there was no chance to go to Lin Ming Primary School. His father took him to this yard, so he had no school to go to.Lin Qiao's heart moved, and he said, "How about I send you to study when my brother finds a job?" The child stared blankly at him, obviously not knowing what to say, Lin Qiao smiled again: "How about it?" Leng Leng, like a dazed log. "He probably doesn't believe me. But can I still afford the school money for an elementary school student?" Lin Qiao wondered.But on the other side, the child had already knocked down his own building block, and it fell apart on the bed.But the child still looked at Lin Qiao with bright eyes.The child was smiling sincerely. He was very happy that Lin Qiao cared about him.And for grown-ups, there's nothing more satisfying than seeing your favorite child glisten at you.

Lin Qiao squinted and saw the child reading the little book he bought by the window.

He had read the book, only read half of it, and skipped to the end.To sum it up in four words: tasteless.But the child was nothing like him.The child lowered his head slightly, silently, he turned a page, and read on without raising his head; he would also hold a lollipop that he stuffed in his mouth.This child is cute. For half a day in the afternoon, Lin Qiao ate snacks boredly; if he asked him, he would refuse with a firm face, but when Lin Qiao pushed him over, he ate it obediently.He is probably shy.This child likes to read books, just like Lin Qiao's monitor in junior high school.If you go to school, you must be a class of students that teachers prefer.Lin Ming once said that his former class teacher liked him very much.

Sometimes, when Lin Qiao got tired of playing games, she would look through the job listings online, and when she got bored again, she would hum a song and read novels with her children.His eyes are a little short-sighted, and he has to get close and support himself to see the words on it clearly.When the child notices it, he will lean over slightly and move the book from his lap to between the two of them.

Lin Ming was small and hadn't grown up yet, so he clung to him softly.He has a kind of inexplicable satisfaction, like when he was a child, he made a very pleasing classmate and became a good friend for some reason before he opened his mouth.They can carry their things and hang out until the evening, and then come back with a slow walk.Time always goes fast or slow, but it never stops. In fact, it always slips away silently, wandering on the streets, gardens, and narrow paths of yesterday... It's not so much a pity Yes, rather it is the beautiful past.

Chapter 6

The weather is hot and dry, as if it is already summer.Lin Ming's father has been drinking heavily recently, and his face is often flushed from drinking.But Lin Changxi didn't beat the children too much, he didn't even take care of the children, and sometimes fell asleep right away.

It was another year since Lin Ming moved here.

Except for his increasingly intimate relationship with the child, it seems like the old days.

Lin Qiao took the children to eat on the long street.The pavement of this street has cracks the size of a finger and has been weathered by wind and rain for at least 40 years.The storefronts on both sides are old, some house numbers are missing colored lights, and some are scratched.Often the store deals in clothing and hardware, and there are one or two middle-aged women sitting in it.They ate in the store, took a nap occasionally at noon, and wiped their eyes when they heard the movement.But it doesn't hinder the excitement. In the evening after get off work, many young people stop to eat in threes and fives, and the women change their work clothes and go door-to-door to buy clothes.

The child wants to eat wontons and sits under the fan.

"Yo! Lin Qiao!"

He turned his head and saw a man with messy hair at the door—Song Hui from his hometown.

With a gauze stretched across his face, Song Hui slashed and sat down opposite Lin Qiao and Lin Ming. "Hiss!" he cried, lifting his arm from the edge of the table.

He poured a glass of water and laughed: "Why, are you really out of work?"

"It could be fake! I'm looking for it." Lin Qiao looked at the wound on his face and said, "Did you fight with someone?"

Lin Ming next to him glanced at Song Hui, then lowered his head and scooped up the wontons.

"Who is this kid? How old is your brother?"

"If you don't say it, don't say it. This is Lin Ming. Zhang Jing is not so big. And Xiao Ming is much better than Zhang Jing, and he looks much better!"

Zhang Jing is his half-brother, and he may have followed his father in appearance, not at all like Lin Qiao.In fact, Lin Qiao and Lin Ming look more like brothers.

Song Hui asked for noodles, ate for a while, and said, "I don't want to stay here anymore, it's too boring and boring."

"Didn't you want to go to Hainan before? You just resigned, so go together."

Lin Qiao looked down at the child, and happened to meet the child's gaze.He hesitated and said, "It's good to stay here...Why are you going suddenly? Didn't I disagree with you when I asked you?"

"I don't feel