Tong Xuelu returned home and found that the atmosphere was a little different from usual.
Tong Jiaxin sat facing the wall with his arms folded, as if he was arguing with someone. Tong Jiaming sat in front of him, and his face was not very good.
Tong Mianmian's big eyes were watery. Usually, she could see her eyes curved into crescents when she came back, but now they were full of worries.
She looked at her second brother, then turned her head to look at her third brother, her big eyes flickering: "Second brother, third brother, don't quarrel, Mianmian will give you some candy."
She stuffed the candy in her hand into the hands of the two brothers, but Tong Jiaxin, who was usually greedy, did not take it this time.
Tong Jiaming patted her head and soothed her softly, "Brothers didn't quarrel, you can eat the candy yourself."
"Yes, you did quarrel!"
Tong Mianmian insisted on stuffing the candy into their hands. In her little heart, as long as they ate her candy, the brothers would be happy and would not quarrel anymore.
"What happened?"
Tong Xuelu took off her military bag and put it on the table and asked.
Tong Mianmian was the first to run over with her short legs: "Sister, the second brother and the third brother had a quarrel, and the third brother hit his head."
Tong Xuelu picked her up and walked towards Tong Jiaxin: "How did your head get hurt? Did you hit it yourself, or did something happen?"
Tong Jiaxin, who had been facing the wall without saying a word, suddenly turned around and stared at her with red eyes: "None of your business!"
Tong Mianmian was startled, her lips pursed, and she cried: "Third brother, you are bad, you can't talk to your sister like this!"
Tong Jiaxin roared with bulging eyes: "She is your sister, not my sister, who wants her to meddle in other people's business!"
After that, he turned around and ran out of the living room, and then there was a heavy door slamming from the other side of the room.
After Tong Jiaxin left, the living room was quiet for a few seconds.
Tong Jiaming and Tong Mianmian looked at Tong Xuelu with four eyes at the same time, with worry and caution in their eyes.
"I'm sorry, third brother is bad, sister is not angry."
Little Tuanzi is a small person, but she knows that her sister has been wronged.
At the same time, she is also worried that her sister will scold the third brother. She doesn't want her sister and the third brother to quarrel, so she apologizes for the third brother.
Tong Jiaming pursed her lips and said dryly: "I don't know what happened to Jiaxin."
If it were the previous Tong Xuelu, she would have lost her face long ago.
Since you think I'm meddling in other people's business, then fine, I don't bother to care about your life or death.
But after experiencing so many things in her life, the first thing she learned was to stay calm when encountering things.
Tong Jiaxin is a naughty child, but he is naughty in a measured way.
When she returned to the Tong family on the first day, both brothers had opinions about her, but in that situation, Tong Jiaxin did not embarrass her in person.
Although until now, he is still reluctant to call her sister, he usually does what she says and arranges.
Therefore, his sudden action today must be that something happened to him, and it is very likely related to her.
When Tong Jiaxin turned around just now, she also saw the wound on his forehead. There was no bleeding, but a large bruise.
Was he bullied at school?
Thinking of this, Tong Xuelu frowned.
Campus violence exists in every era, and it will not stop happening just because people in this era are simple.
On the contrary, the simpler the person, the more terrible they are when they bully others.
Tong Xuelu saw Tong Mianmian pouting her little mouth, looking like she was about to cry, so she comforted her first: "Sister is not angry, sister is just thinking about something, have you eaten?"
The little girl nodded her head and said in a baby voice: "I have eaten, the dishes cooked by my second brother are not as delicious as my sister's."
Tong Xuelu couldn't help laughing when she heard it. The little girl actually learned to be picky.
She pinched her nose, put her down and said: "Go play by yourself, sister has something to say to your second brother."
Tong Mianmian tilted her head to think for a while, then kicked her short legs to find Tong Jiaxin.
"When did you find Jiaxin injured?"
Tong Jiaming frowned slightly: "I asked him after school, but he didn't say anything."
Tong Xuelu thought for a while and said: "Then don't ask him anymore. Go to the school tomorrow and ask around. Pay more attention during the break to see if anyone is bullying him."
Tong Jiaming nodded: "Okay."
In fact, even if she didn't say it, he was going to do the same thing tomorrow.
Tong Xuelu nodded, stood up and prepared to heat water for a bath. Suddenly, he heard Tong Jiaming say: "Aren't you angry?"
Tong Xuelu said angrily: "I'm not angry, because you are all my brothers, and I came back to protect you!"
Tong Jiaming's heart seemed to be pinched hard by someone, and it was sour.
He lowered his eyelids and didn't say anything.
Tong Xuelu curled her red lips slightly: "By the way, what does Jiaxin like to eat the most?"
Tong Jiaming didn't expect her to ask this. She was stunned for a moment and said: "Jiaxin likes to eat meat and noodles with scallion oil."
In fact, Tong Jiaxin likes the noodles with scallion oil made by their mother the most, but they can no longer eat it.
Tong Xuelu nodded, turned around and went out to boil water for a bath.
Tong Jiaxin didn't come out again until he went to bed.
The next day, Tong Xuelu got up an hour earlier than usual to cook.
She planned to make noodles with scallion oil for Tong Jiaxin's naughty child.
In her previous life, she had a best friend who was beautiful, had a good family background, and a warm family relationship, but she always lacked a sense of security. She didn't understand at first, but later she heard from her that she was the second child in the family and had been neglected by her family since she was a child.
Her eldest brother is the first child in the family, and is loved and cared for. Her younger sister is younger than her, and is the last child of her parents. She is cute and adorable, and her parents also dote on her. Only she, the second child, is neither up nor down, and is always the least cared for one.
She thinks Tong Jiaxin should have the same feeling, so she plans to give him some warmth and love today.
Tong Xuelu poured flour into a bowl, added a little salt, kneaded it into a dough with cold water, and then covered it with a cloth to let it rise.
The key to scallion oil noodles is the scallion oil. She washed the scallions, cut them into sections, and cut the small scallions into florets. She
then cut the cucumbers she brought back from the state-owned hotel last night into cucumber shreds for later use. Add
cold oil to the pan, and when the oil is hot, throw the scallions in and simmer over low heat. When the scallions turn brown, add soy sauce and salt, and then add a spoonful of sugar and stir. Soon, the aroma will come out.
Finally, remove the scallions that have changed color, and the scallion oil is ready.
The noodles have risen by now, so she made the dough into ramen noodles, then put them in the pan to cook, and rinse them with cold water after they are cooked.
When the noodles are cooked, Tong Jiaming and others just got up.
After Tong Jiaxin woke up, he was no longer angry. Instead
, he felt a little regretful for losing his temper last night. But he couldn't say an apology.
He secretly glanced at Tong Jiaming, and when he found that Tong Jiaming was looking at him, he immediately turned his head and pretended to look at the ceiling.
Tong Jiaming said, "Get up quickly, wash up and eat."
Tong Jiaxin didn't say anything.
Tong Jiaming didn't scold him either, and turned and walked out.
After Tong Jiaming walked out, Tong Jiaxin sat up, scratched his head in annoyance, and messed his hair into a chicken nest.
As soon as Tong Jiaming walked out of the room, he smelled an overbearing fragrance coming from the kitchen.
The smell smelled a lot like scallion oil.
He suddenly remembered what Tong Xuelu asked him last night, and with an idea in his mind, he quickened his pace and walked towards the kitchen.
The closer he got to the kitchen, the stronger the smell became, and his stomach couldn't help but growl with hunger.
Tong Xuelu looked up and saw him coming over: "You're here just in time, the scallion oil noodles are ready, take them to the living room to eat."
Tong Jiaming looked at the fragrant scallion oil noodles on the stove, and the sour feeling in his heart from last night came back.
He said "hmm" and took two bowls of scallion oil noodles to the living room.
When he passed the room, Tong Jiaxin just came out of the room.
When he saw the noodles with scallion oil, his eyes lit up, and he immediately forgot his awkwardness and said happily: "Second brother, did you make this? How did you know I wanted to eat noodles with scallion oil?"
Tong Jiaming glanced at him and said: "I didn't make it, she did. She asked you what you like to eat last night, and I told her that you like noodles with scallion oil."
Tong Jiaxin's eyes widened, as if he didn't understand what he said, and as if he didn't believe it.
Tong Jiaming didn't say anything, and took the noodles to the living room.
Tong Jiaxin stood there for a long time before going to the yard to wash his face and brush his teeth.
While brushing his teeth, his eyes fell on the kitchen from time to time. When he saw Tong Xuelu's figure appear in the window, he immediately lowered his head like a little animal that was discovered.
Tong Xuelu guessed that Tong Jiaxin would feel awkward, so she didn't go to the living room to eat, but went straight to the kitchen to eat some noodles with scallion oil, and then went to wake Tong Mianmian up.
Tong Jiaxin was originally worried that it would be awkward to meet her later, but he didn't want to run into Tong Xuelu until he went to school.
He couldn't explain why, but he felt a little disappointed and uncomfortable.
**
Tong Xuelu took Tong Mianmian to the Wei family and returned the flour he bought from the supply and marketing cooperative yesterday to the Wei family.
Suddenly, she remembered the piece of 'Dacron' that Wen Rugui gave her, and asked, "By the way, Grandma Shen, is there anyone you know who can make clothes?"
Shen Wanrong: "Why? Do you want to make clothes?"
Tong Xulu nodded: "Well, I have a piece of 'Dacron' cloth and want to make it into a skirt, but I can't do it myself."
Private business is not allowed now. Most people either go to department stores to buy ready-made clothes or make them themselves. However, some tailors will secretly take on some private work, but this requires an introduction from acquaintances to find someone.
Shen Wanrong smiled and said, "Then you have found the right person. I make all the clothes in my house."
Tong Xuelu's eyes lit up: "Really? Grandma Shen's craftsmanship is so amazing. I thought you bought your clothes at the department store!"
The smile in Shen Wanrong's eyes became deeper: "I made them all. I have a sewing machine at home. Bring the cloth back and I will make it for you."
"Thank you, Grandma Shen, but I usually have time after work in the evening."
The work in the state-owned hotel is very easy, but one bad thing is that there are 365 days a year, except for the Chinese New Year, almost all year round.
Shen Wanrong smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, just come over when you get off work."
Tong Xuelu thanked her again and again, then said goodbye to her and Tong Mianmian and went to work.
Tong Jiaming went to school, and he was always worried about Tong Jiaxin. He was distracted several times in class and was criticized by the teacher.
After class, he rushed to the lower grades.
He did not go directly to Tong Jiaxin's class, but asked people around.
But this kind of thing is not easy to find out. People who know Tong Jiaxin don't know about it, and people who don't know Tong Jiaxin have no idea what happened.
He asked several people, but there was no clue.
There was not much time between classes, and he couldn't stay here all the time. He prepared to go to the toilet and then go back to class.
Who knew that when he walked to the toilet, he suddenly heard a sound coming from the back of the toilet.
"Tong Jiaxin, you coward, didn't you say you were going to tell the teacher? Why didn't you go?"
"Of course it's because he's scared. If he dares to go, I'll eat all the shit in the toilet!"
"Hahaha...you're so disgusting! But you just reminded me. Go to the toilet and get some shit. I'll feed it to him!"
Tong Jiaming was furious. He clenched his fists, and the veins on his forehead and the back of his hands were all exposed.
He ran to the back of the toilet, and then saw Tong Jiaxin being pressed against the toilet wall by several boys, with a shoe stuffed in his mouth and unable to make any sound.
In addition to his forehead, there were several more scars on his face.
Tong Jiaming's head "buzzed" and the line of reason collapsed instantly.
His face flushed as he rushed over and kicked the sharp-mouthed boy on the butt.
The sharp-mouthed boy didn't expect someone to attack him from behind, so he was thrown forward and hit the wall.
His mouth and nose felt numb and painful, his nose felt sore, and a hot stream of fluid surged out.
He reached out and touched it, oh my god, he was bleeding!
The boy with the pointed mouth cursed, turned around and wrestled with Tong Jiaming.
The other two boys reacted and immediately joined the fight.
Tong Jiaxin had been held with his hands and couldn't move. Seeing three people beating up his second brother, he took out the shoes with his mouth and threw them at them, and quickly joined the fight. The
fight was so intense that it soon attracted the attention of others.
Someone immediately went to report to the teacher.
Then the teachers came over, and the people were separated and taken to the office.
Ma Mei is Tong Jiaxin's class teacher and also the cousin of the boy with the pointed mouth.
Seeing her cousin's face was bruised and bloody, she poked Tong Jiaming's face with her finger: "You are a senior student, but you bully the younger ones. I think you don't want to study in school anymore!"
Tong Jiaming said coldly: "They bullied my brother first! Teacher, why don't you criticize them?"
Ma Mei sneered: "Why don't you think about it, why don't they bully your brother instead of others?"
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