Take a diary to rebirth

After the final exam, the winter vacation was over, and the results were sent to the parents a week later. Xie Zhixing rushed to the second grade in one fell swoop, the first was Jiang Minghao from science class 28, Tong Shuo was fifth in grade, and Zhuo Xiaowei was [-].

After one semester, Tong Shuo has been flattered, he was not overly excited even when his father said that he would increase his pocket money, he said "Thank you, Mr. Tong" and went upstairs. He was a little addicted to games during the winter vacation recently.

Tong Rongxuan was worried: "It's not good for Tongtong to play games all the time recently. It will delay his studies and it's not good for his eyes."

"Let him play when he's on vacation." Qin Man said, "I passed by the game room yesterday and heard him give a lecture to his classmates."

Tong Shuo sat cross-legged on the carpet and called Song Fan: "Fanfan, are you really going to learn painting?" Song Fan just sent him a message saying that he was going to study art, which surprised him.

"That's right." Song Fan said, "My grades are barely enough for both books. There is still hope for art."

What he said was the truth, Tong Shuo asked: "Then why is it painting?"

"I learned a little bit when I was young, and I don't know how to play musical instruments."

He felt that what Song Fan said was reasonable, so he called Xie Zhixing later and asked, "You said how about my art study, I just play the piano."

Xie Xingwen was cooking at home, and Xie Zhixing followed suit. He cracked the eggs into a bowl and said while stirring, "Okay, then you are the best in cultural subjects among the art students, and the best in playing the piano among the cultural students."

Tong Shuo was delighted to hear it, but that's all he said. Playing the piano is a hobby. He didn't want to take the path of an art student when his grades were poor. Now he is about to dominate the liberal arts class. It is necessary, and art students are not easy.

Thinking of the hardships that Song Fan would have to stay up all night to paint in the future, he felt uncomfortable, and immediately went online to buy a set of painting tools for Song Fan, which can be regarded as adding bricks and tiles to his road to art.

He asked Xie Zhixing: "What do you do at home during the holidays?"

"Exercising, reading, cooking." When Xie Zhixing was talking, Xie Xingwen had already heated up the oil and poured the egg liquid into the pot.

"Stab" sounded.

Tong Shuo's ear was so good that he immediately asked, "What are you speculating on?"

This snack, Xie Zhixing laughed and said, "Scrambled eggs with tomatoes."

"Classic dishes." Tong Shuo said, "I want to eat them too."

"Well, let the family fry one for you."

Tong Shuo is autistic, so why can't he understand people's hints? Can the family's speculation be the same as Xie Zhixing's?

He said: "I don't let my family stir fry, I learn by myself."

Xie Zhixing passed the plate to his father: "Okay, then work hard."

"Ah?" Tong Shuo opened his mouth wide, it's over, he was silent for a long time, and he choked out a sentence: "I won't give you food either."

Xie Zhixing coaxed him: "Then I will learn how to feed you."

That's about the same, Tong Shuo hung up the phone in satisfaction, went back to his room to study after doing a few small tasks in the game.

On the other side, Xie Zhixing had dinner with Xie Xingwen, Xie Xingwen looked at his son hesitant to speak.

Xie Zhixing didn't ask him, he would naturally say it if he couldn't hold back.

Sure enough, when Xie Zhixing was about to clean up the dishes after the meal was almost finished, his father said, "Zhixing."

Xie Zhixing: "Huh?"

"Are you... in love?"

Xie Zhixing said no.

Xie Xingwen didn't believe it. He had been the head teacher for so many years, and he had a good grasp of the child's mind. Seeing him calling like that, he felt that there was something wrong.

Seeing that his son didn't admit it, he didn't force it. He just said: "You have your own opinions since you were a child, and you know what to do and what not to do. Don't make fun of your own future, and don't delay other girls."

Xie Zhixing didn't care about these preaching words in the past, but when he was reborn and heard them again, he had a different feeling. Youth is never for squandering. It's really not until many years later when I look back on the past that I regret it. It was too late, he looked at Xie Xingwen, and said seriously: "I know everything, don't worry, Dad."

Xie Xingwen nodded and continued to eat, and when he was done cleaning the dishes, he couldn't help asking: "Is it Jingjing from Old Li's family? You two have played well since childhood."

Xie Zhixing was fiddling with his mobile phone on the sofa, and said no without raising his head when he heard this.

Comrade Xie was a little regretful that he failed to inquire about the news, so he made some indirect remarks, but his son was stunned and didn't say anything, which made Comrade Xie scratching his head. The girl got closer, and the relationship between father and son finally eased, and he didn't want to annoy his son, so he could only regret it.

The Spring Festival is not long after the winter vacation. The Chinese New Year is a traditional festival, and there is a joyous atmosphere everywhere. Tong Jin still has not been able to come back this year, so he can only communicate with his family through the Internet across the ocean.

After greeting each other for a while in life, work and study, Tong Jin wondered: "Where is Shuo Shuo?"

Everyone in the family is in the living room, but there is no shadow of his younger brother Tong Shuo.

Qin Man glanced upstairs and said, "I called, saying that I want to send blessings to my classmates one by one."

Tong Jin didn't believe it, he was too clear about his younger brother's virtues, Tong Jin said bluntly, "Can he have such awareness?"

"Don't talk about my brother like that." Qin Man said to him, "Tongtong is making progress this semester. He passed the final exam and passed the fifth grade. He will be able to enter the rocket class directly at the beginning of next semester."

"Really?" Tong Jin said, "Then I'll call him directly later, and you guys go to bed earlier."

Tong Shuo sat on the deck chair on the balcony and watched the fireworks all over the city rising into the air one by one, blooming and dissipating, leaving gorgeous light in the black night sky.

He held up his phone and asked, "Isn't it nice?"

Xie Zhixing who was on the opposite side said, "Well, it looks good."

Tong Shuo proudly said, "That's necessary, I have the best view from this position."

Xie Zhixing laughed and called him "Tongtong."

"what happened?"

Xie Zhixing said, "Happy New Year."

There happened to be a huge firework blooming, and the light in the sky made Tong Shuo's side face red. There was some noise outside, so he shouted: "Happy New Year."

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but the phone displayed exactly 13:14 pm, Tong Shuo's heart moved slightly, and he called again: "Thank you, boss."

"what happened?"

He opened his mouth, wanted to say something but didn't know where to start, the other side was still waiting, he said nervously: "Gong Xi Fa Cai, here is the red envelope."

Xie Zhixing laughed again, with a low and gentle voice, he said, "If you call me brother, you will get a red envelope."

Xie Zhixing was already older than him, but Tong Shuo had no trouble calling out, and he said with a lot of air, "Brother!"

Xie Zhixing was helpless: "Don't use the tune of Liangshan hero, are you Li Kui?"

How could it be Li Kui? He was not happy: "No matter what I do with my IQ and appearance, I must be a little Li Guanghuarong or a smart star Wu Yong."

"Do you want a red envelope?" Xie Zhixing said to him, "Call again."

He started to chatter, but when he was serious, he was shy, and he shyly called out for a long time: "Brother."

Xie Zhixing was very satisfied, and encouraged him: "Call again."

After the first yell, it was much easier, besides, it was just a word of brother, Tong Shuo blushed and stopped beating, and kept yelling "brother, brother" into the phone.

Xie Zhixing hasn't agreed yet? Tong Jin's call came in, and the QQ call was automatically hung up. Tong Shuo stared at the phone for a while before realizing that this was not Xie Zhixing. What are you doing, Tong Da?"

Tong Jin sneered: "Tong Er, are you looking for a beating? What are you doing in your cat's room?"

"I didn't do anything." Tong Shuo was very innocent: "I have a red envelope."

"I'll send it to you later." Tong Jin said, "I heard that you did well in the final exam."

He pretended to be modest: "It's okay, the fifth grade, there is still room for improvement."

Tong Jin said: "Indeed, I was always number one in the attached middle school."

Tong Shuo: ...

Tong Shuo: "You discourage me from studying! I'm not your baby anymore."

"It's too old to be a baby." Tong Jin said, "I can't come back for the Chinese New Year. You should be sensible at home, don't make your parents angry, don't get into trouble, and study hard."

"Understood, brother." Tong Shuo sat up from the recliner: "Why do you still talk like grandpa when you're so good, I'm a good boy."

"That's good, happy new year."

Tong Shuo said, "Happy New Year." When he was about to hang up, he asked, "When are you coming back?"

No matter how much the younger brother grew up, he was still clingy inside. Tong Jin said with a smile, "I'll come back when you take the first place in the grade exam, and I'll come back even if you ask for leave."

"Really." Tong Shuo said, "If you lie to me, I'll sell the toys in your room as junk."

"Then you wait to be beaten." Tong Jin joked with him a few more words before hanging up.

Tong Shuo switched to the chat interface and told Xie Zhixing that he was answering the phone just now.

Xie Zhixing said it was fine. At the same time, a notification message was displayed on WeChat, Tong Shuo opened it, and there were four red envelopes:

Happy New Year: 100

Learning progress: 200

Longer and taller: 200

Happy every day: 50

Adding up to five hundred and two, the meaning is very good. I haven't replied yet. Tong Jin's news also came in, and there are still three red envelopes:

5000 yuan New Year gift package: 50

Eat more vegetables and less meat: 100

Study hard and avoid trouble: 100

It added up to 250, and his intentions were quite sinister. He took his mobile phone and went downstairs to complain: "Mom, my brother called me [-]!"

After filing the complaint, we sat on the sofa and watched TV together, and he sent a message to Xie Zhixing: "Happy New Year, I filled the red envelope with my meal card, let's eat together next semester."

More than 500 yuan is not a lot for a student, and he can’t cheat Zhixing. He can continue to eat with Boss Xie when it’s food expenses. It’s really clever. For a moment, postscript "Is my little brother dating online? The kind that jumps off a building after breaking up."

After sending the message, he put the phone aside, watched TV while eating melon seeds with a plate in his hand, and the phone rang again a few minutes later.

As soon as Tong Shuo picked it up, he heard a roar from his brother from the other side of the ocean: "Tong Xiaoshuo! What are you doing online all day?"

Tong Shuo was baffled, thinking, I didn't do anything, looked at the phone again, only to find that the message just now had been sent to his brother, this was really shocking, he was dumbfounded, and all the melon seeds in his hand fell to the ground.