Over the years, although Aunt Qiuhua would bring some food when she sent things to Lao Chen, she had never brought him any clothes or shoes.
Hearing this, Chen Wuwen glanced at his friend who had already taken off his shoes and was happily trying on leather boots. His face froze. Just as he was about to make the best of a bad situation and put the blame on his mother for the shoes, he heard someone shouting in surprise, "Deputy Captain Chen, you actually have a sister? How come I've never heard you tell me about it? You're hiding it too well, aren't you?"
The lie was exposed before he could even utter it. Facing the surprised look from Lao Shao, the tall and strong man glared at the battalion commander who was peeking at the letter paper, and waved his hand to chase away the guys who were dragging their feet: "Hurry up, take the food and get out!"
The few people were not afraid of him and continued to slowly pick out the food from the packages.
After they had divided half of the good stuff, they left together laughing.
Before the end, the battalion commander who had just walked out of the dormitory door made a surprise counterattack.
He stuck his head out and asked the people in the room, "Deputy Captain Chen, how old is your sister this year?"
As soon as these words came out, not only Chen Wuwen, but even Shao Zheng, who had changed into new shoes, looked over. He stared at the man, narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, and smiled meaningfully: "I'm old enough to call you uncle."
Hearing this, the battalion commander smacked his lips and replied subconsciously: "I am only one year older than Deputy Colonel Shao, right?"
The implication is that both of them are uncles.
Hearing this, Shao Zheng raised his eyebrows but did not refute anything, obviously agreeing with the title.
Chen Wuwen was amused by this and scolded with a smile: "What are you dreaming about? Do I have to call you two uncles too?"
"Swoosh!" In an instant, the battalion commander completely disappeared at the door.
After such a joke, Chen Wuwen's previous dissatisfaction had almost disappeared. He handed the letter he had been holding in his hand to his good brother, then unfolded the letter from his parents and quickly read through it.
The letter was very long. Like before, it contained not only the earnest concern of the parents, but also greetings from the younger brothers and the trivial matters that had happened recently at home.
But more of it was praise for his sister.
Well-behaved, considerate, pretty, smart, and clever. In short, all the compliments were given to the sister he had never met, which made Chen Wuwen even more curious about the little girl who shared the same idiom name with him.
As for my sister... Shao Zheng felt a little strange after reading the short letter full of sincere gratitude.
His father was friends with national player Doctor Min. A few years ago, when Old Chen asked him to help get the girl examined, he learned about Chen Nongmo's special situation.
A few days ago, Shao Zheng heard Lao Chen say that his sister had regained consciousness. While he was happy for his friend, he was also curious, but he had no intention of digging into the matter.
But he never expected that the little girl would send him a gift.
By the way, how old is your sister? She seems to be 15 years old? Thinking of this, Shao Zheng carefully folded the letter and suddenly felt that the shoes on his feet were a little hot.
He is a grown man, and he spent the money of a 15-year-old girl?
Although he was thanking him for his help, Shao Zheng still felt embarrassed, so he thought about giving him a gift in return: "Last time you said you would buy a gift for our sister? Have you sent it back?"
Chen Wuwen was so busy at the end of the year that he only stopped for the past two days. He looked annoyed: "I haven't had time to buy it yet. Didn't you say that the flowered cotton jacket is not pretty?"
Who would have thought that after such a delay, he, the brother who was a dozen years older than his sister, would receive the gift first.
Especially at this moment, after reading the family's praises for his sister in the letter and seeing the brand new and warm leather boots at hand, Chen Wuwen's heart couldn't help but soften.
It seems that his sister is really different from his brother. At least in the ten years since he left home, he has never received any gifts from those little boys.
Thinking of this, Chen Wuwen looked at his friend again: "What do girls in J City like? I can't go wrong if I buy Yu Yu according to the preferences of lesbians in big cities."
Shao Zheng was surprised: "Yu Yu?" Yu means pen, pen and ink, pen and ink. So it's a nickname for Nong Mo? "Little girl's nickname, I want to ask you a question, what kind of gifts do the female comrades in J City like?"
Shao Zheng was helpless. How could he know? There was no such young girl in his family.
However, feeling the warmth on his feet, the man thought seriously for a while and asked, "What does your sister look like? Or how does she dress?"
Chen Wuwen, who had only seen photos of them a few times at home, really didn't remember their clothes or anything like that, but as for their looks, "They look a lot like me, like siblings."
Shao Zheng looked at his friend's appearance and found it hard to imagine what the female version of Chen Wuwen looked like, especially when he imagined a strong man wearing a flowery cotton jacket. He shuddered and said with some difficulty: "How about sending New Year's money to my sister? Let her buy whatever she likes."
And if my sister wants the old man’s address, she has to get his consent first.
= New Year's Eve.
It's snowing again.
Falling all over the sky.
Chen Nongmo and his third and fourth brothers played on the ice sled on the flat ground at the entrance of the village for half a morning. His face, which had been a little pale, now turned pink.
"Sixth brother, don't move, let me do it!" Chen Jun sat behind his sister, leaning on the wooden stick with both hands, and scratching the ground quickly, trying to catch up with Chen Huai who kept looking back and provoking him.
Hearing this, Chen Nongmo, with sparkling eyes, obediently took back the wooden stick in her hand, sat firmly, and waited for the small wooden car under her butt to accelerate rapidly. The smile on her face became bigger and bigger.
Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the howling third brother in front of them, a loud shout reached the ears of several people: "Third and fourth brothers! Are you itching? Didn't you see it's snowing? Your sister caught a cold!! "
The people who were racing like crazy and completely forgot about the time were startled by the roar and turned their heads back.
Then, before I could see clearly the expression on my second brother's face not far away, I heard a loud "bang!"
Chen Nongmo looked back again and saw that his third brother, who had been so proud just now, had crashed into a tree, causing the snow on the treetops to fall down and quickly bury the man into a small hill.
Everyone laughed "Hahahaha" Chen Jun's gloating laughter broke through the sky.
Of course, his attempt to take advantage of someone's misfortune didn't last long.
After returning home, the two brothers were beaten up by their father and brother. They looked dejectedly at their younger sister who had also played together for half a day but only received a few words of scolding from their mother and was given a cup of hot milk to warm herself up.
How to put it? The contrast is tragic. They are extremely envious, but the two brothers dare not say it.
"Don't look at those two silly boys, drink your milk." Seeing that the little girl's eyes occasionally drifted to the two naughty boys behind her, Cao Qiuhua said helplessly.
Chen Nongmo was a little embarrassed. She rarely had the opportunity to play so recklessly. In addition, it was her first time skating on ice, so she got excited for a moment: "Mother Qiuhua, I'm not cold at all. I'm even sweating."
"You don't understand this, do you? Sweating makes you more likely to catch a cold. Don't do this next time. Those two guys knew it, but they still played with you. I think they didn't punish you enough."
Seeing Qiuhua's mother's face turning bad again, Chen Nongmo quickly changed the subject: "Come to think of it, big brother should have received the package, right?"
Cao Qiuhua replied subconsciously: "It should be time. I don't know what the brat is busy with. He hasn't been back for three years. Giving birth to a son is just to collect debts."
Chen Nongmo tried hard to think of a new topic. "By the way, Yuyu, you still don't know what your elder brother looks like, right?"
Chen Nongmo dug up the few memories he had and shook his head: "I don't know, my parents didn't have time to show me the photos."
When mentioning Demao and his wife, Cao Qiuhua felt uncomfortable.
In her opinion, it would be great to ask Ji Mo and Yu Yu to come live together. What's there to be embarrassed about? Can face be more important than living a good life? I don't know what happened to the two of them.
Although she was thinking about it, Cao Qiuhua would not show it in front of her daughter. She reached out and touched the little girl's head soothingly: "There are photos at home. Drink the milk first, and I'll get them for you to see."
Hearing this, Chen Nongmo looked curious as he watched the person quickly leave.
I'm curious whether the eldest brother looks more like Qiuhua's mother or father, or if there are any similarities between them as siblings?
Then, looking at the photo in his hand, Chen Nongmo fell silent.
How to say it, as the male protagonist of a book, Chen Wuwen's appearance is naturally needless to say, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, handsome and extraordinary, and a very resolute appearance.
But, when put together with Chen Nongmo, who mostly looks like his mother, they cannot be described as similar, but can only be said to have no relationship at all.
(End of this chapter)
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