live next door

But...would writing a letter be a bit awkward?Yong Xiang was drawing in the draft book, it was very strange for a boy to write a letter and write another boy.Yongxiang probably knew what he should know and what he shouldn't know, but he was curious about how other people were feeling at this moment.Xu Qiang?Lu Xinyi?Wang Xing?He was embarrassed to ask, they would laugh.Ji Xincheng?How dare he disturb Xueba's study.Yongxiang doesn't know many people, how could he know so many people after two or three months.

Yong Xiang was engrossed in his thoughts, but Meng Xiu didn't notice when he woke up. Meng Xiu saw that he was engrossed in painting, so he got up and leaned behind him lightly, and was taken aback when he saw what Yong Xiang painted. after him.Although not so expressive, Meng Xiu felt that he could draw better than himself. Yong Xiang was only in the first year of junior high school, so his drawing was already very good.

Meng Xiu said softly, "Why don't you learn to draw?"

Yong Xiang was startled, his stroke was empty, and Meng Xiu's side face on the draft paper was added with a stroke from the corner of the eye to the earlobe.

Meng Xiu took it: "Why did you destroy it yourself?"

Yong Xiang turned his head, and Meng Xiu's profile was close at hand, but fortunately, Yong Xiang had no idea at this time.Yong Xiang smiled: "You scared me."

Meng Xiu said, "Since the painting is about me, then give it to me."

Yong Xiang said: "Okay." Then he took the draft pad, "I erased that stroke."

Although the extra stroke was wiped off, the stroke was too heavy and had obvious marks, and the corners of the eyes and earlobes were rubbed a little bit. Although Yong Xiang made up a few more strokes, it didn't have that smooth feeling.Yongxiang looked at it and said, "Brother Yixiu, how about I draw you a new one?"

Meng Xiu took a closer look and patted Yongxiang's head: "It's okay, it's good. Where is my phone charged?"

Yong Xiang got up and ran into the bedroom, and took out Meng Xiu's cell phone.Meng Xiu answered the phone call to Yu Qiu, and Yong Xiang went to the kitchen to heat up the food. It was past twelve o'clock, and it was time for lunch.

Yu Qiu was in the barber shop, answered Meng Xiu's call, took out a key from his pocket and threw it to Yu Dong, and while he was doing a haircut for the client, he said, "Send it to the North District and give it to Brother Meng. Remember Brother Meng Address?"

Yu Dong nodded and went out.

Meng Xiu couldn't see Yongxiang after calling, so he called out, "Yongxiang, little Xianger?"

Yongxiang turned off the gas and ran out: "What's wrong?"

Meng Xiu went to the kitchen and looked around: "Are you cooking?"

"Yes."

"What kind of food does a child cook?" Meng Xiu suddenly became a little angry, "You don't have a high stove, can you heat it up in a microwave?"

Yong Xiang was taken aback, wondering why Meng Xiu lost his temper, and murmured: "I... I am taller than the stove."

Seeing that he didn't realize the reason for his anger at all, Meng Xiu couldn't breathe anymore, patted his head, and said softly, "Do you cook vegetables by yourself every day?"

Yong Xiang said: "Only occasionally."

Meng Xiu asked, "Since when did you start cooking by yourself?"

Yong Xiang said, "When I was in the fifth grade."

In the fifth grade, Yongxiang was only nine years old at that time.Meng Xiu suddenly didn't know what to say. He was nine years old, and at that time he was really not as tall as a stove.Meng Xiu asked again, "Where are your parents?"

"Go to Work."

Meng Xiu knelt down and hugged him: "You are really good." But he felt a little distressed. When he was so young, he only knew how to study, play and play games.Yong Xiang only knew that Meng Xiu had praised him, so he happily hugged him back.

Meng Xiu picked him up and said, "There's no need to fire, I'm leaving. Aren't your parents coming back at noon?"

Yong Xiang nodded, indicating that his parents would not come back at noon: "You haven't eaten all day." At the same time, Yong Xiang was a little shy. He has grown up and is hugged by others. If he is seen by others, he will definitely be laughed at .

Yong Xiang jumped down: "Let's go after eating."

Meng Xiu shook his head, walked across the table and picked up the drawing paper torn from the draft book: "Don't eat it, why don't I treat you to eat, don't get hot."

Yong Xiang refused: "No need, I'm done heating up."

Meng Xiu stopped, turned around and said jokingly, "Why are you like a good wife and mother?"

Yongxiang also smiled after hearing this: "I don't know. Hey, brother Yixiu, are you at home tonight?"

Meng Xiu replied: "Maybe there or not, it depends on the situation. What's the matter?"

Yongxiang said, "I want to ask you some questions."

Meng Xiu said, "Ask now."

"It's too late now, didn't someone give you the key back?"

Meng Xiu nodded: "Yes, then I should be here at night, you go out with me, I will get you a key, and you can come by yourself when the time comes. If I code in the bedroom, I won't come to open the door."

Yong Xiang nodded and went out with Meng Xiu.Opening the door, Yu Dong was already at the door, seeing Meng Xiu coming out from the other side, he was a little surprised: "Brother Meng, who is this?"

Meng Xiu took the key and opened the door: "Go to Xiao Xiang'er's house for a rest." Meng Xiu took out the key and threw it to Yong Xiang, "Come in and sit for a while?"

Yu Dong waved his hand: "No, Brother Meng, I have to go back and help my brother."

"Okay, then you can go back." Meng Xiu turned to look at Yongxiang, "Go back to eat, or it should be cold again."

"En." Yongxiang held the key, said goodbye and closed the door.

Yu Dong looked at Meng Xiu and said goodbye with a smile, a little uncomfortable, Meng Xiu and Yu Qiu said "you get out", "I'm getting out", "go fuck yourself" and "I'm going to fuck, together"……

Meng Xiu turned his head and saw Yu Dong, disgusted: "Are you still leaving?"

Yu Dong: "...retire."

When my mother came back in the evening, Yongxiang was doing homework, and my mother took off her shoes and complained: "Why are you so serious and the midterm exam is so bad?"

Yong Xiang pressed the draft under the textbook: "I don't know."

Mom glared at him: "Today a customer insisted that the dessert I made was not good." Mom went to the kitchen and brought out a cup of yogurt, "I think he was sent by another cake shop to find fault. "

Yong Xiang poured her a glass of water: "What happened next?"

Yongxiang knew that mom just wanted to confide.My mother continued: "Then he insisted on waiving the bill. How can there be such a cheap thing in the world? Give you a free cake? Later, he didn't sell it to him, so he drove away."

His mother took a sip of water, Yongxiang opened the yogurt for him, and his mother continued: "I heard that the man went to the cake shop next door again, and the cake shop gave him a free order."

Yongxiang didn't know what effect this would have, so he opened the yogurt and handed it to his mother.Mom took it, put down the cup and held the yogurt in both hands, and looked at Yongxiang seriously: "Xiaoxiang, let's talk about your affairs at school."

Yongxiang knew that what she wanted to talk about was his being bullied at school, so she sat across from her and said, "What's there to talk about."

Mom said: "They bully you, why don't you resist?"

Yong Xiang said, "I resisted."

"Then why are they still bullying you?"

Yongxiang was a little impatient: "This is my business, don't worry about it."

Mom said loudly: "Your matter? Can you solve it yourself?"

"I can handle it myself."

"How do you solve it?"

"I..." Yong Xiang had no words to answer.

My mother yelled: "If you can't solve it, don't be brave!"

Yong Xiang also said loudly: "What are you talking about talking about? I can handle my own affairs!"

After Yongxiang finished speaking, he went back to the bedroom and slammed the bedroom door. His mother yelled outside: "You hid in again? There is your turtle shell, you have to hide in everything you encounter! You hide in school!" Where are you going? The toilet?"

Yong Xiang ignored her, and her mother stopped talking, and went to the kitchen to cook dinner after a short rest.

Yongxiang really didn't want to do this, he only saw each other two days a week, sooner or later, and even quarreled all day long. He knew that Xu Qiang and the others would go out to get together and play when they went back, but Yongxiang had no friends to be friends with. Play together.

They still had them in elementary school, but they didn’t use mobile phones in elementary school, and there was no way to contact them. Now that he has moved, he has no way to contact his elementary school classmates.

The bedroom really seemed to be his shell, as if nothing would happen if he hid in it, this place belonged entirely to him, his territory.At school he has nowhere to hide.

How to deal with it?He knows that there is no better way than defeating them like Yu Qiu, but he has no way to defeat them, he does not have that ability.

Yong Xiang smelled the aroma of the food and knew that dinner was ready, and after a while, her mother shouted: "Come out for dinner."

Yong Xiang went out slowly and sat at the table, took a bowl to scoop up the rice.

The mother and son ate quietly, and halfway through eating, the mother put a piece of meat into the Yongxiang bowl: "How about I enroll you in a Taekwondo interest class at the end of this semester?"

Yong Xiang was a little surprised. His mother never enrolled him in any interest classes. It wasn’t that he wasn’t interested, but that the family was struggling. Although Yong Xiang didn’t think it was too tight, his mother always said since he was a child that it was not easy at home and he needed to save money. flowering.Therefore, Yongxiang's definition of family since childhood was very poor, very poor.

Seeing that he didn't answer, my mother continued: "Just one vacation, you can learn as much as you can. Our family is not easy, we can't let you keep learning, as long as you don't get bullied anymore."

Yong Xiang nodded, grateful in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He had a fight with his mother just now, so he couldn't be happy so quickly.However, he is looking forward to the Taekwondo interest class. If he learns better and works harder, won't he be bullied after a vacation?