long legs
“Bang, bang, bang!”
"Bang!"
“Bang, bang!”
Yang Wen was a light sleeper. He suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling. Then there was no movement.
The curtains in the bedroom were drawn. Yang Wen didn't know what time it was when he turned over, propped himself up, and squinted his eyes.
I charged my phone, thinking that my biological clock had woken me up for work, and then I snuggled back into bed.
“Bang, bang!”
“Bang, bang, bang!”
"Yang Wen, what's that noise? It's the alarm clock!"
Yang Wen reached for his glasses from the bedside table and asked, "No, where did the noise come from?"
"Ah!" Zhang Lixia jumped up, grabbed the pillow under her waist, and kicked it away. "Who is it? What time is it?"
"Six o'clock."
Yang Wen put on his slippers, threw the pillow back on the floor, and took his home clothes from the hanger at the end of the bed: "I'll go check it out, you go back to sleep."
Zhang Lixia didn't want to care either, and covered her head with the quilt: "It's so noisy! It disturbs my sleep so early in the morning!"
Still knocking on the door, Yang Wen took a look through the peephole. He saw a man with arrogant red hair, very tall, and his face could not be seen because he was wearing a mask.
Yang Wen leaned against the door, searching carefully in his mind to see if he knew the person. Suddenly, he saw a suitcase.
He ran back to the bedroom, unplugged the data cable, went back to the door, and dialed a familiar number uncertainly.
The unknown man took out a cell phone from his pocket after a while.
"Damn it! Dad, open the door quickly, are you behind it?"
Yang Wen held the phone in his hand, almost out of breath. You bastard, you're going crazy after not seeing you for a while.
Yang Jinyang carried the suitcase in and wanted to change his shoes, but was blocked by people and couldn't move.
"Dad, make way!"
Yang Wen turned on the light and stared at the red-haired girl: "Are you my son?"
"Nonsense, Dad, you haven't woken up yet?" Yang Jinyang snapped his fingers, took off the mask, and his face was revealed.
He became whiter, more handsome, and more muddy.
Yang Wen closed his eyes, his mind still on Yang Jinyang's red hair. He held his waist, suffocating, "You, you came back by plane?"
"Ah? Dad, what are you doing? I don't ride in planes. Do you think I should fly the plane myself? My hands are not developed to that level yet."
Yang Jinyang picked up the feather duster hanging on the side, rubbed the clothes up and down, and then clapped his hands.
"Come on, give me a hug, I'm freezing!" Yang Jinyang was tall and could easily hug his father, including his beer belly.
"Dad, your beer belly has shrunk, and it can even shrink inside!"
"Welcome home."
"But, Yang Jinyang, you're done. Your mother won't let you go, and I won't save you this time." Yang Wen turned around and wanted to leave. His red hair was too eye-catching. He wanted to go back to sleep and hope that it was just an illusion when he woke up.
Yang Jinyang must still be eating instant noodles in the United States now, not appearing here.
Yang Jinyang protected her hair: "Dad, don't be so cruel, this is called fashion!"
"Can you change your fashion style? Although the New Year should be prosperous, you are too prosperous. Your mother will definitely beat you to death."
Yang Jinyang held onto Yang Wen tightly, so Yang Wen had to change the subject and ask, "Have you eaten yet?"
"No, I rushed back to give you a surprise." Yang Jinyang stared at the half-open master bedroom door in thought.
"Well, I'll go tell my mom now while she's still awake. That way she won't be hit too hard!"
"Mother! My dear mother!"
"Why!"
Yang Wen was old and could not run faster than Yang Jinyang. By the time he reacted, he had already run into the bedroom.
"I'm back!"
Then a national quintessence spread throughout the house.
“*&*&!”
"Yang Jinyang!"
Yang Wen held his forehead, stood at the bedroom door, and yawned.
A battle between heaven and man was going on inside. Zhang Lixia was unilaterally attacking crazily, while Yang Jinyang was unilaterally holding his head in embarrassment.
"Mom, mom!"
"Be gentle! Be gentle or you'll be disfigured!"
"Mom, be careful with your old waist!"
"You still know mom, you ignored my words, didn't you?"
"you say……"
"dad!"
"dad!"
"Daddy, what the hell is on your head? What is that? Speak! Speak!"
Yang Wen waited for this wave of force attack to pass and then took the next step.
Yang Jinyang lay on the bed, his head tightly covered with a pillow, not even a inch exposed, silently accepting the baptism of the storm.
"I'm tired, get out of here!"
"You can, you went to an open house. You forgot the rules at home, didn't you? You won't take off your coat. You want to make trouble, right? I'll let you make trouble. Come on, compensate me for my sheets and quilt!"
Zhang Lixia started cleaning Lu Zisheng's ears when he was still crawling on the ground naked. Boys should pay attention to hygiene. She has followed this rule respectfully for more than ten years and now everything is fine.
"I'll wash it, I'll wash it!" Yang Jinyang tried to get up, but was knocked down by her mother's brute force again.
I haven't been home for a year. I've been careless. Her mother is the most irritable when she wakes up. Anyone who disturbs her will die...
Steam was rising from the kitchen, the pot was bubbling, and noodles were floating on the surface.
Yang Wen yawned again and sighed. There had been too much work to do recently due to the final exams. He finally had a holiday, but his first day off was ruined. Zhang Lixia was even worse. She worked overtime in the laboratory every day and didn't come back until midnight. She had become like a giant panda.
Yang Jinyang had run into a gun, and if he didn't die, he would at least lose a lot of skin.
"Dad!" Yang Jinyang smelled the smell and went to the door.
Yang Wen turned around and saw the man with the messy hair.
Yang Jinyang pried at the door with a wronged look on his face: "What a nice smell!"
"Go get the dishes."
Yang Wen turned off the fire, and when he passed by Yang Jinyang, he raised his head with great effort and reached out to grab his hair.
"Your mother is two eggs, and you only have one. Don't steal from her."
"Dad, can't you give me one more?" Yang Jinyang picked up a piece of bok choy.
"One is good, be content. Wait until your mother sees how well you're treated. If she doesn't have one, she'll just be left with cabbage!"
Yang Wen returned to the bedroom to wash up. Zhang Lixia had already gotten up and was taking off the sheets and quilt covers.
"Have you washed up? The noodles are ready, let's go out and eat."
"Alright!" Zhang Lixia took out a basin full of things. "You son of a bitch, wash them clean for me. Don't use the washing machine!"
Yang Jinyang gobbled the food up and licked the two eggs first: "Ah? Mom, I can't wash them with my hands!"
He knew that his father was the best. He even laid two eggs for him and loved to tease him.
"Come, Mom, have some noodles!" Yang Jinyang happily ran to the kitchen to get some noodles.
Zhang Lixia didn't want to see the red-haired girl, so she moved her bowl and sat away from Yang Jinyang: "Even if I can't kill you with food, can't you just play outside for two hours and then come back? You have to wake me and your dad, right?"
"Wow, Mom, I'm so sad when you say that. As soon as I finished work, I took the fastest flight back without telling you. It's freezing outside. What the hell!"
"Besides, I didn't eat the food from the plane just to eat the noodles made by my dad. That's terrible and can't compare to my dad's cooking."
The more Yang Jinyang spoke, the more aggrieved she felt, with tears in her eyes.
"Also, you didn't even greet me the moment I walked in. Do you really not want to see me? Then I'll buy a plane ticket right now and go back so I don't get in your way!"
Zhang Lixia looked at the face that looked 70% similar to her own, and felt a little guilty. She handed an egg to Yang Jinyang: "Hey, why are you crying? Aren't you ashamed of being a boy?"
"I didn't say I wouldn't give it to you or let you eat it, nor did I say you should go back. Why are you so anxious? Besides, who told you to scare me? I thought there was a red ghost in the room."
"By the way, don't change the subject. What's wrong with your hair?"
Yang Jinyang was deflated and covered his face. "I lost the team-building game, and then I drew this punishment."
"What! Playing games! You can lose while playing games? You're so bad!" Zhang Lixia snatched the remaining half egg from Yang Jinyang's bowl.
"mom!"
"You're so naughty! You're acting like a girl. You can't change your punishment. When you were in college, I clearly told you not to get into these bad habits."
Yang Wen stood and watched for a while. He remained silent for the time being, waiting for Zhang Lixia to finish speaking.
"It's only been a few years, and we've already been led astray by the Americans!"
Yang Jinyang scooped a spoonful of chopped chili peppers off the table. "The other punishment was to kiss a blonde. I had no choice!"
"Americans are such mean people, so just get lost and go back home."
"Wow, this chili sauce tastes just right! Fragrant!" Yang Jinyang still felt it was not enough and scooped another spoonful.
"I'll think about it. Maybe I won't leave this time."
Yang Wen came out of the kitchen carrying a bowl, freeing one hand to pat Yang Jinyang on the back, his coat stained with hair. "What's wrong? You don't want a good job anymore?"
The family of three finally sat together, and Zhang Lixia was moved for a second.
"Well, I'll tell you when the time comes. I'll think about it again. I haven't decided yet." Yang Jinyang lowered his head, his eyes a little evasive.
Yang Wen picked up the noodles and put them into his mouth: "Okay, as long as you think it through."
Zhang Lixia couldn't help but say, "Yang'er, can we dye our hair back in China? It's too shiny, and you look like a gangster!"
Yang Jinyang was in a heart attack for half a second. It turned out to be his mother: "You said that after dyeing your hair, you will get old and all your hair will fall out, so don't do it anymore. Wait for it to grow out on its own."
"Okay." Zhang Lixia couldn't refute.
"Hey, what do you think? Your son is still handsome, right? This hair color is also very beautiful. I can pull it off perfectly!"
"Well, you're so handsome! Remember to exercise, or you might end up getting fat in middle age like your dad." Zhang Lixia rubbed Yang Wen's beer belly, and her touch felt as good as ever.
"Remember, remember, I still have to be more handsome."
"belch!"
After Yang Jinyang had eaten and drunk his fill, he threw the three sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table into the sink and wanted to lie down to sleep.
"Mom, I need to adjust to the jet lag first."
Zhang Lixia was playing with her phone without even looking up: "I have to go see your Grandma Lan at ten o'clock. Remember to get up at half past nine."
"Okay, got it."
According to the tradition of Yang Jinyang's family, they go to the nursing home in the morning to visit the director who raised Zhang Lixia and Yang Wen, and go to Grandma Xu Shulan's house in the afternoon.
"That……"
Yang Jinyang dragged his suitcase, lifted his hair, and felt that he needed to put on a hat before going over. He was afraid that the director's grandmother would be scared.
Bah, he must be afraid that the director's grandmother will also want to dye, and then encourage the grandparents in the nursing home to do the same. Then he will really be judged and scolded.
"Then, when we go to Tongtong's house this afternoon, remember to remind me to bring the things I bought for Tongtong and the others."
"No problem, hey, little sister, it's time to test my bet."
"What bet?" Zhang Lixia became interested.
The beeping sound of a machine starting up came from the balcony. Yang Wen closed the door, held his waist and turned around.
"That's it, that's it, guess!"
"Hey, kid, if there's anything you can't say, I'll ask Tongtong later, hum!"
"She certainly won't tell you, huh!"
Yang Wen lay down on the sofa, listening to the long-lost quarrel between mother and son, and fell asleep as it was background music.
——
"My dear grandson, are you really not going to take me with you? Grandma wants to go too!"
Yang Jinyang coaxed the old lady: "Grandma, don't do it. I'll buy you a wig when the time comes, okay? You know my mom, let's not make her angry!"
"Then send me the link quickly!"
"Grandma Lan, after the New Year, when my mom and the others have gone back to work, can you still bring her up in front of the little sisters? Please don't let your grandchildren down, okay!"
"Hmph, then you remember this!"
“Okay, okay!”
“…”
"What did you say to your grandmother, the headmaster?"
As soon as Yang Jinyang got in the car, Zhang Lixia stared at him nervously, hoping that the two idiots were doing something behind her back.
"Hmph, the director's grandmother missed me and pulled me aside to chat. I told her about my life in America."
"I hope so!"
“…”
"Mom, Dad, please help me get the things. I'll go ahead."
Yang Jinyang lay on the back of the front seat, looking down and trying to see the route.
The car turned into the small road and was about to arrive.
"What are you doing!"
"Let me show off a little and see if my sister still recognizes me!" Yang Jinyang took out sunglasses and a mask from his bag, and threw his hat on the car seat. His red hair was especially bright.
Zhang Lixia couldn't stand this kid's pretense the most: "Okay, I'll let you go first. I bet you that Tongtong definitely recognizes you. You just want to walk around the village arrogantly."
"Thank you, my dear mother, wait for my good news!" Yang Jinyang opened the car door swiftly and stretched out his long legs, looking very cool.
"Be careful, don't scare your Grandma Xu!"
"Okay!"
Zhang Lixia opened the trunk with a hard sigh, stepped aside, and welcomed with both hands: "Old Wen, please come in!"
Yang Wen happily brought out the bags and said, "The countryside is still the best. The air quality is much better."
"Nonsense! The air in the countryside is the most polluted at this time of year. Firecrackers are set off every day."
“It’s the flavor of the New Year!”
Zhang Lixia could see Yang Jinyang from a distance. His careless steps, his hands that didn't know where to put them, and his flashy black coat made him look like a real dog.
“Tsk!”
"Watering the plants, sister!" Yang Jinyang lifted his glasses, put one hand in his pocket, and stood outside the vegetable garden in the yard.
"I'm back."
Yang Jinyang watched Zhou Xi stop watering the plants, walk past him calmly, and pump some water from the well to wash off the mud on his feet.
"you!"
"I'm not excited at all. We haven't seen each other for so long, don't you miss me?"
Zhou Xi carefully washed away the fine sand in the cracks of his nails: "I do, but I already knew you were coming back last night, so this isn't a surprise."
"How did you know?"
"Don't touch my flowers, they haven't bloomed yet!" Zhou Xi slapped Yang Jinyang's dirty hands away.
"Sister Fu called me."
Yang Jinyang kicked the small stones under his feet: "Why did she call you?"
"Ask me out, 27? Yeah, for that day."
"What's wrong?" Zhou Xi saw that Yang Jinyang's face looked strange.
"I won't talk to you about this topic now, I'll talk to you tonight."
"Quick, tell me, is our bet true or not?"
"Aunt Zhang, Uncle Yang!"
"Hey! Tongtong! It's winter, why are you two standing outside? Come inside!"
Yang Jinyang pushed Zhou Xi closer and whispered, "Is there anything?"
"You're a fucking idiot."
Yang Jinyang: “…”
Why are you scolding him? What's the matter? Are you angry and embarrassed? Is there really something going on?
Zhang Lixia overheard: "What do you mean by 'there is a mirror'? What are you whispering about?"
"Mom, it's a secret!"
"Grandma! Grandpa!" Yang Jinyang shouted and leaned on Zhong Yinan's shoulder.
"Hey, Yangyang!"
"Hey! Yangyang is back!"
"Oh, he's become handsome again, and his hair is so festive!" Zhong Yinan pinched the black dot, thinking about what to do next.
"That's right, I am a Yuxiu grass after all!"
Xu Shulan took off her reading glasses and said, "Come on, Yang Wen, you go down with your teacher. I can't go down anymore."
"Here I come!" Yang Wen put the things in his hand into the utility room and rolled up his sleeves. "Let me see!"
"Mom, my sister and I are going upstairs to reminisce about the past. You stay with grandma!" Yang Jinyang raised his chin, "Let's go!"
Zhou Xi took two apples from the fruit plate: "Come on!"
"Wow! You're so strong! You're not polite at all!"
"So sweet! Wow, I haven't eaten fruit in the United States for a long time. Wow, the embrace of my motherland is so fragrant!"
"Come on, come on, what does that hammer mean? When, what's the situation?"
"Are you sick? You want to win so badly." Zhou Xi sat on the chair and with a slight push of his toes, the stool turned.
"Really? Don't lie to me!"
Zhou Xi was chewing an apple in big mouthfuls when his mouth suddenly got stuck and he was speechless.
"one!"
"two!"
"three!"
"You hesitated for three whole seconds! Three seconds! Absolutely!"
Zhou Xi blinked and asked sincerely, "Have you been possessed?"
"Tsk! Coward, you just have it! I'm too lazy to torture you. It's just a bet. It's okay. I'll be generous and not make a fuss with you."
Zhou Xi's suitcase was spread out on the ground, and Yang Jinyang saw the familiar name with his sharp eyes.
"Oh my god, Lao Tu! Isn't it Lao Tu, your homeroom teacher?"
"You mean Lao Zhang, Zhang Tu?"
"What a coincidence! This is my former homeroom teacher! It's been a long time coming! Old Tu has many students all over the world, but it's only been half a year! Why didn't my dad tell me, and why didn't you report to me?"
Zhou Xi spat out the apple peel and threw it on the paper: "I seem to have mentioned it to you before, uh, your phone seemed to have fallen into the toilet and broke, so you didn't see the message. Then you got busy and forgot about it. So, when are you going to go see him?"
"Well, let's talk about it when we have time. There's no rush. I believe Lao Tu won't miss me that much."
Yang Jinyang was a problem boy at that time. He didn't want to go alone to see his mentor. If he did, Old Tu would blurt out everything, and his tall and handsome image in front of the little kids would be gone.
Yang Jinyang picked up a test paper and said, "Wow, you have so many test papers, and more! This, this, this, there must be more than a hundred!"
"It won't be much if you help me write a little."
"You're calculating all the time and you want to enslave me. But actually, I haven't learned how to write for a long time." Yang Jinyang flipped through the test paper and pursed his lips.
"Sure enough, after graduating a few years ago and looking back, I can't remember anything. Hey, this question looks familiar. How do I calculate it?"
"Be careful, don't drop apple juice on the test paper. If it gets dirty, write it on me." Zhou Xi squinted his eyes and felt a little headache looking at so many test papers.
"Cunning! I just took a look. Oh, Director Xu, he wrote this test paper. Hmm, it's still as difficult as ever."
"Come, let me see, how many points did you get in the test before?" Yang Jinyang was flipping through the test paper that Zhou Xi brought back.
"Study guide, unit test and practice, unit summary, morning report, in-class practice, midterm simulation, weekly test, monthly test, final simulation..."
"You graded this test paper neatly, what a good student!"
"Midterm exam! Let me see how much you scored."
The white midterm exam paper stands out among the all-gray exam papers.
"Who wrote this? This isn't your handwriting. Whose handwriting is this?" Yang Jinyang knew at a glance that it was a boy's handwriting, and it was so beautiful. Generally speaking, if the handwriting is beautiful, the person is also beautiful, but why did his sister...
Zhou Xi put down the apple and pulled out two midterm exam papers: "Oh, this, I took a leave of absence at that time, and a friend helped me write it."
The first multiple-choice questions were nothing special. Zhou Xi turned the page and she remembered a lot of notes for the big questions.
Gao Liyang also left a real mark in her life.
Yang Jinyang took a small bite of his apple and asked knowingly, "I like this handwriting. It has personality! Is it for a boy or a girl?"
"Guess?" Zhou Xi lowered her head, feeling that midterm was a long time ago, she almost forgot that noon.
"Although this character has a strong brushstroke, it could be written by a boy or a girl, but it can't be a boy's handwriting, right?"
"That's right."
"Boy! When did you become so close to a male classmate?" Yang Jinyang pricked up his ears. "Him? Hammer?"
"The girl I know is her friend. We were hanging out together and she was sitting behind me, so I'm sorry to bother him."
Zhou Xi suddenly discovered that in the lower right corner of the last big question on the math test paper, which was filled with various solutions, there was a little fox hiding in the corner. It looked dejected and pitiful.
"By the way, you haven't answered my previous question directly!"
"He's a hammer."
"Does he know that you describe him like this? It makes me laugh to death. What kind of metaphor is that!" Yang Jinyang put down the book and unbuttoned his coat.
"Yangyang, Tongtong!"
Yang Jinyang took two steps at a time and slid down along the handrail.
"Mother, what do you want?"
"I want to ask you, what do you want to eat tonight? Your dad and I will go out to buy some groceries later." Zhang Lixia jumped up and patted Yang Jinyang on the head.
"Buy groceries! I want to go! Mom, my sister and I will go buy them, you guys can stay home and play for a while."
"Okay." Zhou Xi had no objection. He was bored at home too.
"I'll ask your dad about this."
"Old Yang!"
"OK!"
Zhang Lixia took out her phone and was about to transfer money, but then put it away: "It's just right, you have a job, go ahead and buy it!"
"Okay, what vegetables do you want to buy?"
"Then this is a test. Yang Jinyang, you can do it yourself. If you can't buy it well, we will all be out of luck tonight!"
"Don't worry, it won't happen. I've helped my dad carry things to the market so many times."
"Remember to be polite to the grandpas and grandmas in town and don't be so cheerful." Zhang Lixia ran to the coffee table, grabbed a handful of candy, and stuffed it into Yang Jinyang's big pocket.
"Be careful with your hair, or it might get blocked by a kid. Use the candy as a rescue weapon. Tongtong, just talk to him for a while and let him carry the vegetables by himself!"
"Okay, you two gogogo!" Zhang Lixia made a gesture of invitation.
"Okay, Aunt Zhang, let's go!"
Yang Jinyang pushed his blue electric toy out of the shed and patted his head: "Tsk, little donkey, you're so cute! And you're still so handsome!"
Zhou Xi took out a helmet and gave it to a pink one to Yang Jinyang, then put on the blue one himself. "You drive or I drive?"
"What are you driving for?" Yang Jinyang didn't care about the little pink and little blue. He rode on it with his long legs, feeling a little aggrieved.
"Sixteen, what do you say? I can drive it."
Yang Jinyang patted his thigh and said, "Oh, that's right, you are old enough to drive an electric scooter. Congratulations!"
"But I'll still drive it. I see you drive it quite often. Now that I'm back, Little Donkey must miss me a lot."
"Okay, let's go. Let me see if your skills have deteriorated."
"What you said is true. You are the brother and I am the brother!" Yang Jinyang waited until Zhou Xi sat firmly, twisted his hand, and with a beep, the electric scooter rushed out.
"joke!"
"My dear little donkey, turn on the lights and turn it on quickly. I want to fly!"
Zhou Xi couldn't stand Yang Jinyang's roundabout tone and closed his eyes.
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