Chapter 21
Upon hearing this, Meng Yuxiu felt as if he had unintentionally hurt Han Shuo's pride as a man, and for a moment he didn't know how to comfort him. After a brief silence of a few seconds...
"It's okay, I'll wait for you." He said, pulling Han Shuo closer to his waist and kissing him again.
"Hehehe, thank you, you're so thoughtful..." Han Shuo forced a dry smile.
The two lay sideways on the bed, facing each other. Meng Yuxiu's hot, suppressed breathing was right next to them. Any gay man kissing such a pure and innocent guy like Meng Yuxiu would probably have lost control long ago.
But Han Shuo is a straight man. If you ask him to do a kissing task, he can just close his eyes and treat his tongue as a blender and make a mess of it.
But his little brother isn't like that; it can't just spring up and launch at will.
In order not to disappoint his good brother's high expectations, Han Shuo could only close his eyes and grit his teeth to frantically replay the movies he had watched in his mind.
The more urgent the time became, the less he could think of anything. His mind was a jumbled mess. One second he was thinking about white human parts, the next he was thinking about the big black dog that had chased him that night. As a result, he mixed up his thoughts and ended up thinking about humans and animals in a chaotic mess.
Okay, now he's even more pathetic; in reality, he never even got up.
At this time, Meng Yuxiu still showed concern for his condition.
He released Han Shuo's lips, pressed his forehead against the other's, and asked expectantly in a slightly hoarse voice, "How are you? Are you up?"
Han Shuo was inwardly annoyed. "Brother, don't you know whether I'm up or not? You're standing so close to me. I'm not some bean sprout."
However, Han Shuo replied, "Wait a little longer, this is an old problem of mine."
“Okay…” Meng Yuxiu continued to wait patiently and kissed his lips again.
Han Shuo really wanted to masturbate in front of Meng Yuxiu. He was sure that he could get an erection of at least 60 or 70 afterward, which would be enough to fit his image as a weak and quick loser. He figured Meng Yuxiu wouldn't mind too much.
But this method won't work. Given Meng Yuxiu's sensitive personality, he will definitely ask himself again: Didn't you say last time that you could get a reaction just by kissing without touching his butt?
Han Shuo had no choice but to continue immersing himself in the yellow waste.
Time passed by, and Meng Yuxiu never stopped doing the task, but would still occasionally take the time to ask about his situation.
Han Shuo was at a loss, so he could only try to find a topic to stall for time, hoping to gloss over the matter by talking about it.
He pulled away from Meng Yuxiu's deep kiss, turning his lips to the side, "Hey, Meng Yuxiu."
"kindness?"
"What excuse did you give your parents when you went back to school today?"
"Just like you, I'm going back to school for extra lessons."
"I didn't realize a good student like you could lie?" Han Shuo chuckled, but before he could finish his chuckle, Meng Yuxiu asked again.
"Did you react?"
"..." Han Shuo said stiffly, "No..."
"It's okay, take your time." Meng Yuxiu said considerately, then chased after Han Shuo and kissed his lips.
Han Shuo could only keep his eyes closed, painfully trying to make his brain grow into his lower body. "Show some courage, my little brother! We're both seventeen, and Meng Yuxiu can stand up on the spot. How come you're like a piece of trash!"
At this moment, Han Shuo seemed to understand the feelings of a middle-aged man, who had to find all sorts of excuses to fob off his wife who was so eager for him.
Han Shuo felt that he was getting tired of it, whether it was back pain one day, backache the next, or bad weather the day after.
Another ten minutes or so passed, and Han Shuo was exhausted. He started the conversation again.
"Oh, Meng Yuxiu."
Meng Yuxiu closed his eyes and mumbled an "Mmm" between his lips and tongue.
"Were you bitten by a dog today? Do you want me to check you?"
Meng Yuxiu shook his head slightly.
Han Shuo spoke between kisses: "We can't be careless about this. If you get bitten, we're doomed. We don't want you to suddenly bark while we're kissing."
Meng Yuxiu couldn't help but chuckle softly, but he didn't leave Han Shuo's lips, and spoke slowly with his lips close to Han Shuo's, "He wasn't bitten, and even if he had rabies, he wouldn't bark, he would just be afraid of light and drool."
Han Shuo chuckled dryly twice: "That's quite troublesome, haha. I'd have to put an apron on you for kissing."
Meng Yuxiu laughed so hard his chest heaved, but after laughing, he suddenly asked, "Are you up?"
"..." Seriously, bro? Why are you still worrying about this?
Han Shuo said helplessly, "Don't rush, I'm getting up."
Meng Yuxiu's eyes widened slightly, a hint of excitement in his voice. He asked Han Shuo, "You mean, it's already a little bit up?"
"..." Han Shuo really wanted to slap his own forehead.
But Meng Yuxiu clearly didn't understand Han Shuo's helpless feelings. Seeing that Han Shuo was silent and didn't answer, he asked again, "Why aren't you saying anything?"
Han Shuo really wanted to jump out of bed, put on his pants, and run back to his dormitory to sleep without looking back.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Han Shuo was extremely annoyed. He had almost forgotten Meng Yuxiu's kindness today and wanted to yell at him again: "Brother, what's wrong with you?!"
But all he could do was roll his eyes straight ahead, and as he did so, a sudden flash of inspiration struck him.
Holy crap! How could he forget about that?!
Previously, Meng Yuxiu couldn't accept French kissing, so he taught him to touch his own buttocks as if they were a woman's. Now that he can't get aroused himself, can't he also touch Meng Yuxiu's buttocks as if they were a woman's?
"Damn it!" Han Shuo was filled with regret. If he had thought of this trick earlier, why would he have struggled for so long?
Han Shuo acted immediately, reaching behind Meng Yuxiu and grabbing his buttocks.
Caught off guard by the sudden grab, Meng Yuxiu's body stiffened instantly. He didn't even have time to react, and his voice tightened.
"What...what are you doing?"
Han Shuo: "I'm probably too tired from collecting recyclables today, I need a little stimulation to get back to work."
Meng Yuxiu felt strangely uncomfortable all over. He gripped Han Shuo's wrist tightly and frowned, saying, "I'm not used to it."
Han Shuo clicked his tongue and said, "How can you be like this? You touched my butt, but can't I touch yours? Can't you be reasonable?"
"..." Meng Yuxiu was speechless, so he could only grit his teeth and endure the strange feeling.
Han Shuo closed his eyes and opened his palms. Next, he not only had to perform the actions with his hands, but also had to hypnotize himself in his mind.
He had to imagine Meng Yuxiu's penis as a super beautiful penis, and he kept guiding his thoughts in his mind: big penis, fat penis, plump penis, bouncy and elastic penis, tsk, even though the penis in his hand had nothing to do with the above words, it didn't matter, then it would be a perky butt, a firm butt, he would use his five fingers to knead this firm piece of penis into various shapes!
Here it comes! As if the clouds were gradually parting and the dawn of victory was breaking, Han Shuo became excited.
Meng Yuxiu couldn't help but frown. Just as he was about to pull Han Shuo's hand away, he suddenly heard Han Shuo cheer almost joyfully.
"Damn! I'm up!!!"
"I'm up!!!" Han Shuo said in a trembling voice, "Quick, quick, Meng Yuxiu, look!"
Meng Yuxiu was taken aback, and then Han Shuo grabbed his hand.
Meng Yuxiu was also affected by Han Shuo's mood, and his heart trembled slightly, as if he were helping Han Shuo overcome the difficulties together.
Inspiring!
"You succeeded." He couldn't help but feel happy for Han Shuo.
"Yes!" Han Shuo nodded heavily. Damn it, he could finally be free after completing his mission!
In the quiet, dark dormitory room, the two people on the lower bunk almost started banging drums and setting off firecrackers on their bed.
Meng Yuxiu couldn't help but cup the back of Han Shuo's head and kiss him deeply.
Han Shuo was so overwhelmed by the kiss that he couldn't breathe. He thought to himself that he was aroused, but Meng Yuxiu was even more excited than him.
But upon further reflection, it's understandable. After all, not witnessing his own reaction during the mission had always been a lingering regret for Meng Yuxiu. Now, Meng Yuxiu probably feels like he has a teammate to fight alongside him.
Meng Yuxiu was very happy because he was surprised to find that although Han Shuo got up slowly, it took him longer to get up. He was pleased that Han Shuo had regained his virility.
So he kissed her deeper and more intensely.
After an unknown amount of time, Han Shuo heard Meng Yuxiu's breathing become heavier and heavier. Suddenly, Meng Yuxiu stopped kissing him, and Han Shuo then noticed that his body suddenly stiffened.
Next.
Meng: "!..."
Han: "...???"
For a moment, Meng Yuxiu seemed to freeze, unable to breathe.
Han Shuo was also stunned.
He seemed to realize what was happening and reached out to touch his leg in disbelief.
But as soon as he reached his hand under the covers, Meng Yuxiu seemed to be greatly frightened and grabbed his wrist tightly, with a force so strong it felt like he was going to crush his bones.
"I..." Meng Yuxiu was too ashamed to make a sound; he could only clench his teeth tightly in the darkness.
Han Shuo was also a little dazed. Noticing Meng Yuxiu's nervous state, he subconsciously patted the back of Meng Yuxiu's hand with his other hand. "I'll turn on a light."
“No…” Meng Yuxiu said immediately.
"It's okay, I'll turn on the light, otherwise it'll get on the blanket."
Meng Yuxiu fell silent. After struggling for a few seconds, he slowly loosened his clenched fist.
Han Shuo climbed to the foot of the bed and pulled the light bulb cord. After his eyes adjusted to the sudden brightness, he looked down at his legs.
"..." His brain had momentarily shut down, but it had returned to normal. He almost wanted to curse under his breath: What the hell is going on? You managed to smear my leg through my long johns? You used up seventeen years' worth of fat on my leg, didn't you?
This would be unpleasant for any straight man, just like being accidentally peed on by a dog on the street.
However, when he looked up at Meng Yuxiu, he silently swallowed his displeasure.
Meng Yuxiu lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly. His handsome, fair face was slightly flushed in the dim light, and his ears were also incredibly red, almost transparent under the lamplight.
He sat in bed, his lips tightly pressed together, his fingers gripping the blanket tightly.
Meng Yuxiu's hands were very beautiful, with each finger long and slender. Perhaps because he gripped the blanket too tightly, each joint seemed to be very deeply etched.
He remained silent, as if he had suffered a great humiliation, and could only grit his teeth and endure it alone.
Seeing his appearance, Han Shuo thought with lingering fear that he was lucky he hadn't lost his temper earlier. Just the fact that he hadn't gone along with him and gotten hard would have taken a long time to coax Meng Yuxiu when he got angry, let alone in this situation.
He immediately broke out in a cold sweat and couldn't help but praise himself for his quick thinking.
He looked at Meng Yuxiu for a moment, then slowly sat down next to him. He patted Meng Yuxiu's back gently, as if to reassure him, and whispered, "It's okay, what's the big deal? What man hasn't experienced this? You've probably masturbated before, right? You don't just masturbate, do you?"
Meng Yuxiu still couldn't accept it. He slowly glanced at Han Shuo's legs out of the corner of his eye, then quickly looked away, as if looking at him for even a second longer would be shameful.
He frowned and, for the first time ever, said, "I'm sorry."
"Hey, what's the big deal? Do you need to apologize? I even lost your bicycle, and you didn't hold it against me, did you?" Han Shuo thought for a moment and continued to coax, "Besides, I don't think it's a big deal at all. Besides, it's your stuff. As long as it's your stuff, even if you put it on my head, I won't even blink."
Meng Yuxiu suddenly raised his eyes, his narrow eyes fixed on Han Shuo's face. He seemed shocked by Han Shuo's words. He opened his mouth slightly, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
Han Shuo saw his Adam's apple bob slightly, then he saw him stiffly twitch his facial muscles and ask, "It's okay if I put it on your head...?"
Han Shuo laughed and said, "Didn't I say it was okay? If you put it on my head, I'll just treat it as shampoo, hahaha!"
"..."
"Alright, let's not dwell on this anymore." Han Shuo patted his arm again. "Do you have any long johns in your dorm? Change into them and go to sleep early. I have to go collect recyclables again tomorrow."
Meng Yuxiu stared at Han Shuo's face for a while before nodding.
He watched as Han Shuo got up, got out of bed, put on his shoes, walked to the washstand, picked up the thermos, uncorked it, poured hot water into the basin, and then turned to ask him which towel was his.
Meng Yuxiu's thoughts were in disarray because of Han Shuo's words. He pointed to the blue towel on the pole, and Han Shuo took the towel down.
Meng Yuxiu sat on the bed, watching Han Shuo wet a towel and slowly wipe his legs. His pupils trembled slightly as he followed the other man's movements.
Han Shuo noticed the gaze behind him. He turned around and looked at Meng Yuxiu, who was sitting blankly on the bed. He smiled and teased him, "I never dreamed that one day I would have a man's stuff on my leg, hehe."
Meng Yuxiu's face flushed bright red instantly.
Normally, Meng Yuxiu is incredibly arrogant and has a terrible temper. It's rare to see him silently accepting Han Shuo's teasing without retaliating. He's unusually well-behaved, which Han Shuo finds quite endearing.
He gestured with his chin toward Meng Yuxiu, "Hey Meng Yuxiu, do you think this counts as me giving you my first time?"
Meng Yuxiu's heart skipped a beat, and he inexplicably felt a strange emotion welling up from the bottom of his heart because of Han Shuo's joking and playful remarks.
Han Shuo also had the same illusion; to be precise, Han Shuo felt that he was hallucinating.
Since what happened last night, he noticed that Meng Yuxiu was a little different, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was different.
He probably woke up in the morning to find Meng Yuxiu lying next to him staring intently at his face, and even giving him a subtle smile with his lips pursed.
Or, after he got up, Meng Yuxiu surprisingly took the initiative to pour him water to wash his face, and even filled his mouthwash cup with water and squeezed toothpaste on it.
Han Shuo took the toothbrush and stared at his face suspiciously. However, when Han Shuo stared at him, Meng Yuxiu would quickly look away as if nothing had happened, only his ear tips would turn slightly red.
Han Shuo stood in the bathroom, brushing his teeth as he pondered, and then he was overjoyed when he figured it out.
If he had known that Meng Yuxiu would become so docile and obedient after what happened last night, he should have refrained from mocking him under the ginkgo tree when Meng Yuxiu started to react.
Instead, he should grab his little brother and give him a good handjob, which would save him the trouble of fawning over Meng Yuxiu like a grandson a while ago.
However, it's not too late now. Letting Meng Yuxiu get his legs dirty in exchange for him not throwing tantrums like a spoiled princess in the future is a very worthwhile deal.
Han Shuo happily brushed his teeth upon thinking of this.
Yesterday, Han Shuo took the rice from his cafeteria to the guardhouse and told the guard, who readily agreed to cook it for him.
The preserved mustard greens I brought last week weren't finished. Preserved mustard greens are salty, and a little bit can make you eat several mouthfuls of rice. So Han Shuo gave the preserved mustard greens to the gatekeeper and asked him to heat them up.
After washing up, Han Shuo and Meng Yuxiu went to the guardhouse for breakfast.
The gatekeeper saw Han Shuo and Meng Yuxiu chatting and laughing. As they talked, Han Shuo leaned close to Meng Yuxiu's ear and whispered something. He also saw the tall, fair-skinned, and handsome male student pursing his lips and smiling softly.
The gatekeeper sensed something was wrong.
While eating breakfast, he asked, "All the other students in the dorm have gone back. Were you two cold sleeping in your dorm room last night?"
"It's not cold. Yesterday, I shared a blanket with Meng Yuxiu and it was very warm. I almost broke out in a sweat." Han Shuo said casually, looking silly. "Isn't that right, Meng Yuxiu?"
Han Shuo didn't mean anything by it, but to Meng Yuxiu, who was feeling guilty for doing something wrong the night before, it had a different meaning.
He choked on a grain of rice.
The gatekeeper was shocked when he heard this, and he even forgot to eat. He said worriedly, "What? You two are sleeping in the same room and sharing a bed?!"
Han Shuo and Meng Yuxiu were puzzled. Han Shuo nudged Meng Yuxiu's arm and whispered in his ear, "It's nothing. He's just like my brother. He's having a bout of old-age homosexuality."
Meng Yuxiu nodded in agreement.
The gatekeeper was so worried that he kept slapping his thigh.
Han Shuo said, "Don't worry, grandpa, we only slept and didn't do anything else!"
What could the gatekeeper say? He could only wave his hand with a frown and say, "Forget it, forget it. This is something for you parents and the school to worry about. If you say there's no problem, then there's no problem."
After breakfast, Han Shuo took Meng Yuxiu and left the school to continue collecting recyclables in the county town.
With Meng Yuxiu joining them, the two of them collected sacks from the east side of the city to the west side. After two days, their haul was decent. On Sunday afternoon, Han Shuo and Meng Yuxiu carried the snakeskin bags to the recycling station.
The scrap yard owner found an open space, untied the burlap sack, and dumped all the contents out at once.
Han Shuo watched him pick and choose, feeling a pang of heartache as he tossed aside some useless items. In his eyes, what he was throwing away wasn't just trash, but his money and hard work.
"Hey, hey, hey, all those chicken feathers are gone?"
The scrap yard owner laughed and said, "What can you do with those chicken feathers you picked up? Next time you should only collect high-quality ones."
Meng Yuxiu asked, "What kind of quality do you want?"
The scrap yard owner went inside and brought out a few chicken feathers to show them. "Look, these are the kind with long feathers that aren't all clumped together. You can make feather dusters and shuttlecocks from these."
Han Shuo: "Alright then, see if there's anything else you can take."
After the scrap yard owner finished sorting through the items, he weighed them one by one and took out a few banknotes from his pocket.
Han Shuo's eyes lit up when he saw the money, and he couldn't bear to look away for even a second.
After leaving the scrap yard, he found a corner and carefully counted the money he had just received. It wasn't much, only three yuan and fifty cents in total.
But for Han Shuo, it meant something completely different. After all, this was the first pot of gold he had earned in two lifetimes, and his feelings about it were beyond words.
Upon seeing the money, Meng Yuxiu remembered something, and he took out fifty cents from his pocket and handed it to Han Shuo.
Han Shuo was taken aback. "What are you doing?"
"Here's your money back," Meng Yuxiu said. "You can return the fare to your classmate."
Han Shuo clicked his tongue, pushed his hand away, and scolded, "What's wrong with you? Do I need you to pay me back? Besides, I still owe you a bicycle."
Meng Yuxiu: "These are two different things."
Seeing Meng Yuxiu's stubbornness, Han Shuo had no choice but to accept the money. He took the money and said, "Fine, fine, I really can't do anything with you."
After accepting Meng Yuxiu's money, he took out two 50-cent bills from the money he had just received from collecting recyclables and slapped them into Meng Yuxiu's hand.
Meng Yuxiu asked, puzzled, "Why are you giving me money?"
Han Shuo raised an eyebrow at him. "I told you to just focus on your studies and I'll take care of you from now on. I'm not kidding."
Meng Yuxiu looked down at the money, then looked up and asked why.
"What do you mean 'why'? I already said that since you're so good to me, I should definitely treat you even better. Isn't that what I should do? Just accept it and stop talking nonsense. Be a good girl."
“You should give this money to your brother,” Meng Yuxiu said.
Han Shuo: "Hey, you don't understand. How can I give this money to Sen Wan to deal with him right now? He'll get suspicious. I have to save it up and give it to him before I leave or when I find a suitable opportunity. Don't worry about it. You've been so good to me, and we're from the same place, so why be so formal? What's mine is yours, you know?"
"..." Meng Yuxiu did not say anything more.
He stood quietly to the side, watching Han Shuo lean against the wall, watching him count the few easily identifiable banknotes, and how he grinned with satisfaction as he counted.
Meng Yuxiu slowly clutched the two 50-cent coins Han Shuo had given him, his heart slightly moved. He looked at Han Shuo and suddenly called out, "Han Shuo."
"Hmm?" Han Shuo was still immersed in the joy of making money and replied casually, "What's wrong?"
Meng Yuxiu pursed his lips and said, "Final exams are in two months, I'll probably be busy for a while..."
"I know, you said your studies are important and you want to go to university. It's okay, take your time, I believe you can do it."
Meng Yuxiu nodded, "Actually, I... I won't neglect my studies no matter how busy I am."
He paused, "Doing other things won't interfere with my studies..."
Han Shuo looked up at Meng Yuxiu, whose expression was strange and whose words were incomprehensible. Han Shuo was also confused.
He gave a blank "Hmm," and said, "Oh, okay, that's what I think too. Studying and doing other things don't conflict, they don't interfere with each other, right? Anyway, you're so smart, aren't you?"
"Yes." Meng Yuxiu smiled slightly.
Even after so many times of marriage, there had been a distance between Han Shuo and Meng Yuxiu. But after those two days, Han Shuo felt that they were truly worthy of being roommates who had shared a bed, and the distance between them suddenly narrowed.
He also noticed that Meng Yuxiu was becoming more and more proactive in completing tasks. Sometimes, after evening self-study, while he was still dawdling in the classroom, Meng Yuxiu would actually come to his classroom door to wait for him and complete the tasks together.
This change was so drastic that Han Shuo was incredibly pleased.
With his bicycle stolen, Meng Yuxiu had to take a bus home. As soon as school was over on Friday, Han Shuo grabbed his schoolbag and ran to Class 1 to find Meng Yuxiu.
When Meng Yuxiu saw Han Shuo standing at the back door, he went out and told him to wait a moment, as it was his turn to clean today.
"It's okay, you clean up first. I'm going to the restroom. Oh, I'll leave my backpack with you." Han Shuo took off his backpack and handed it to Meng Yuxiu before going to the restroom on the first floor.
Meng Yuxiu carried Han Shuo's schoolbag back to his seat and continued tidying up the books on his own desk.
The male classmate looked at Meng Yuxiu with a smile and teased, "Meng Yuxiu, is your wife going home with you today?"
Meng Yuxiu paused in tidying up his books, then slowly looked at his male classmate.
In fact, students of this age often make similar jokes when they are playing around. For example, if a boy and a girl are close to each other or have feelings for each other or have a crush on each other, they will say things like "your husband" or "your wife".
Meng Yuxiu was well aware that male homosexuality was prevalent in the world, but the word seemed so strange in his world.
He stared at his male classmate without saying a word.
Meng Yuxiu is usually quiet, a fact known to his class and the entire school. Although he is polite and well-mannered, he has a particularly cold face, especially when his emotionless eyes are fixed on people.
The male classmate felt a chill run down his spine from Meng Yuxiu's stare. He gave an awkward, dry laugh and quickly shut up, pretending he had just farted, hoping Meng Yuxiu wouldn't hold it against him.
However, just as he was feeling uneasy, Meng Yuxiu suddenly asked, "What did you just say?"
The male classmate quickly raised his hand and said repeatedly, "Nothing! I was just talking nonsense!"
Meng Yuxiu asked uncertainly, "You mean Han Shuo is my wife?"
The male classmate chuckled twice, but the next second he realized that Meng Yuxiu was not angry because of the teasing; he seemed to be seriously looking for the answer.
"Yes, Han Shuo is always sticking to you, just like your wife."
"Oh." Meng Yuxiu looked away and continued tidying his desk.
The male classmate scratched his head, confused. But as he was about to get up and leave the classroom, Meng Yuxiu asked him from behind, "You mean, between Han Shuo and me... Han Shuo is more like a wife?"
The male classmate turned his head and exclaimed "Ah!" in confusion.
Meng Yuxiu was a little surprised. He and Han Shuo were both men, and he never expected that in the eyes of outsiders, he was the one who was the husband. After the initial surprise, he felt a strange, secret joy. Just then, Han Shuo returned from the restroom. He greeted Meng Yuxiu's male classmate and plopped down on his chair.
"Are you done yet?" Han Shuo didn't care at all what they had just been talking about. He urged Meng Yuxiu, "You need to hurry up, or there won't be any seats on the bus later."
"Okay." Meng Yuxiu quickened his pace in tidying up his desk.
After tidying up, Han Shuo waited for him to finish cleaning.
Fortunately, when they ran quickly to the station, there were still two seats left in the back row.
Han Shuo's village was one of the last few stops. Because the journey would take a long time, he fell asleep in his seat not long after boarding.
It only took half an hour to get to Meng Yuxiu's village. Just before getting off the bus, he nudged Han Shuo, who was fast asleep.
Han Shuo made a few "ah ah ah" sounds, opened his eyes, and looked groggily at Meng Yuxiu who was getting up. "Oh, you're getting off the bus, right? Oh, then you can get off. I'll go back to sleep."
Meng Yuxiu watched as Han Shuo crossed his arms and closed his eyes again.
Sometimes he was quite confused. Han Shuo would send him love letters, buy him things, and give him pocket money, but sometimes he would act differently...
Meng Yuxiu couldn't explain it, especially since Han Shuo didn't react at all when he was about to get off the bus, which made him very frustrated. He took one last look at Han Shuo before getting off the bus.
Han Shuo originally planned to continue collecting recyclables this week. He noticed that while Han Shuo was lazy about studying, he was extremely enthusiastic about making money.
But as Friday approached and the holiday was about to start, he thought about it and decided he still had to go home. Otherwise, after two weeks away from home, he would really miss Han Hong and Han Ting.
Han Ting was lively and energetic again. When she saw Han Shuo come home, she shouted happily and clung to him for a hug.
Han Shuo put down his schoolbag, took out a small bag of candy from the bag and gave it to Han Ting. Han Ting's eyes lit up instantly. Now he didn't want his uncle to hug him anymore and wanted to eat the candy.
"You little rascal." Han Shuo ruffled his hair. "You like candy better than your uncle, don't you?"
"Hello, Uncle." Han Ting hugged Han Shuo's leg affectionately, and then went to unwrap the candy wrapper.
Han Hong looked at Han Shuo suspiciously and asked, "Where did you get this candy, Shuo?"
Han Shuo couldn't tell Han Hong that he had earned the money to buy the candy, otherwise his brother would be heartbroken if he found out that he had secretly gone to pick up trash.
So he told a lie: "The gatekeeper at my school gave it to me when his son got married."
"Really?" Han Hong asked, half believing it.
"It's definitely true. Why would I lie to you about a bag of candy?"
Han Hong then smiled and said, "Then the gatekeeper at your school is a really nice guy."
Han Shuo had a comfortable night's rest at home, but he started getting busy the next day because Han Hong estimated that it might snow next week, so he had to clean the house in advance, wash what needed to be washed, and dry what needed to be dried.
The next day, while Han Shuo was still in bed, he heard Han Hong making a lot of noise downstairs. He covered his head with the blanket, and then Han Ting came upstairs and started pulling the blanket off him.
"Uncle, wake up!" Han Ting's childish voice called out like a little megaphone, "Daddy said wake up quickly, let's clean the house together! Daddy said the sun is already high in the sky!"
Han Shuo couldn't sleep anymore. He pulled back the covers, reached out and pinched Han Ting's cheek, and said with a doting laugh, "You're always chattering away. Why didn't you chatter away when you were sick?"
Han Ting grinned and chuckled.
When Han Shuo got up, washed his face, and brushed his teeth, Han Hong had already washed a round of clothes, and the ropes under the porch in front of the door were all full.
Seeing him carrying down another pile of clothes from upstairs, Han Shuo asked, "Are you washing them again?"
Han Hong: "Don't wash these. Take these clothes out to dry. Look, your cotton-padded jacket. If you don't dry it, it will smell bad."
As Han Hong walked out of the house, he said to Han Shuo, "Shuo, take the blankets from the cupboard to the well to air them out later. The sun is shining brightly today."
"Okay, I understand."
After washing his face, Han Shuo went upstairs to take out the quilts from the closet. However, just as he took out one quilt and was about to take out the second one, he discovered wood shavings deep inside the closet.
"Good heavens! They actually made a rat's nest here." He cursed and carried out the second quilt, but after clearing the space for the second quilt, he found that there were some scraps of paper inside.
It was probably a mouse that tore up Han Ting's homework and hid it here. As he clicked his tongue and bent down to take the scraps of paper out of the wooden cabinet, his fingers suddenly stopped.
A flash of insight struck his mind.
"!" Han Shuo's pupils contracted slightly.
No, it couldn't be... He suddenly jolted awake, pulled out all the scraps of paper, and hurriedly ran to the desk by the window.
He had found the first mission in the novel in a rat hole. He and Meng Yuxiu had always suspected that there were other missions in the novel, but his novel had been taken by rats, while Meng Yuxiu's had been taken by his parents.
Han Shuo's fingers trembled violently with excitement.
The paper was bitten into too many pieces; the largest piece was only the size of a thumbnail. It would probably take a lot of time to piece them all together.
However, Han Shuo still spent a whole morning piecing together a rough outline.
He stared at the words pieced together on the desk, his eyes slowly widening, and then his expression began to contort.
Because what you spell out is another sentence.
"Have sex with key figures fifty times, with each session lasting no less than thirty minutes."
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