We quarreled again
Why are you arguing again?
Jian Jianan now has only one thought in his mind, that is, are these two men's attributes incompatible or what? Why are they so incompatible and why do they quarrel so easily when they meet?
Jian Jianan, who has always been resourceful and could roughly guess what happened after seeing a clue, now just looked helpless. He listened to the fierce quarrel between his father and brother, sitting in the chair at a loss, not knowing what to say or do.
But compared to this morning, things are much better now. After all, mom Su Qinxuan is there, and the two of them dare not quarrel too much.
...But it's not much better now, is it?
After listening for a while, Jian Jianan began to complain in his heart.
Jian Jiabei and Jian Yangping are both handsome in the same way. Needless to say, Jian Jiabei has just reached adulthood, which is the most energetic age in a young man's life. He has long legs and broad shoulders, and he looks very energetic. Whenever he goes out, there are countless girls and boys who cast their eyes on him.
Although Jian Yangping did not enjoy wealth and glory in the first half of his life, and even suffered a lot, the vicissitudes of life that came from having experienced hard times were still reflected on his face, but after coming to Shenzhen to start his own business, his life was much better than before, and the previous vicissitudes were made up for bit by bit, turning him into a mature and experienced person.
Both father and son have their own charms, but Jian Jianan has no time to care about their appearance. The younger one is arguing, and the older one is also arguing. Anyway, they are both arguing, and Jian Jianan has nothing to say.
Jian Jiabei: "How many times have I told you this? Don't compare me with others! Are you familiar with Cai Chengyu? How long have you known her? She's just a member of the seven-day free group. Dad, please don't talk about her as if she's a sister I've never met! Why are you talking about her as if you know her so well? What's it to me what university she gets into? If she gets into Renmin University in Beijing, does that mean I have to go to Renmin University too?"
Jian Yangping: "How many times have you said it? Even if you say it hundreds of times, it won't work! Son, Dad just wants to ask you one thing. Do you really not know what's going on in your mind? Look at you. People younger than you, or older than you, all have a goal in mind, and they can bravely move forward towards this goal! What about you? What goals do you have in mind? What do you want to do?"
Jian Jiabei's expression suddenly became confused. Goal? He felt that he had one, but whether this goal would be recognized by his parents was uncertain.
Jian Jiabei said stubbornly, "Of course I have a goal! I'm an adult now, don't I know what I want to do when I grow up? I just don't want my parents to tell me a goal every day and force me to go towards it. Besides, I'm happy for Cai Chengyu for getting into a good university, but that's no reason for you to use her admission to force me to go to the same university as her!"
Jian Yangping immediately denied it. "I'm forcing you to get into the same university as her? No, no, no, no, no, Dad definitely doesn't mean that. Dad just wants to use her story to inspire you, to give you a sense of crisis. Don't be so carefree and leisurely like you are now. You don't act like a senior high school student at all!"
Jian Jiabei was immediately displeased when he heard this. "What! You said I don't look like a senior high school student! How did you tell that? Does it mean that whether I look like a senior high school student needs the approval of your boss, Jian Yangping? Wow, if that's the case, then the identities of all the students in my school are unknown. After all, they don't even know who you, Jian Yangping, are!"
Jian Yangping immediately became even angrier, "You little brat! How dare you talk to your parents like that! I'm telling you, forget about comparing yourself to others. You're so angry because you've never been able to compare to others! Of course you get angry when you're compared to others!"
Jian Jiabei: "You..."
Seeing that the quarrel between the father and son was becoming more and more outrageous, Su Qinxuan quickly called out, "Stop, stop, stop, stop arguing, stop arguing, both of you, stop it!"
Jian Yangping and Jian Jiabei acted as if they couldn't hear what Su Qinxuan said. They continued to quarrel with each other, their faces flushed. Su Qinxuan was so angry that he took three deep breaths and then shouted, "No! No more! Quarreling!!"
This sentence was delivered with the roar of a lion, the volume of which rose at least 800 degrees, instantly calming down Jian Yangping and his son who were still arguing.
The two of them finally stopped arguing.
Su Qinxuan: "I'm speechless. I've listened to you two arguing for so long, but I don't even know why you two are arguing. If you have time, could you please explain it to me?"
Jian Jianan shook her head, indicating that she didn't know either. It was just a small matter, just a small matter! How could Dad quarrel with his brother so easily, and quarrel so fiercely, as if they were eternal enemies.
Jian Jiabei felt very aggrieved and cried to his mother, "He was the one who compared me with others first! What's wrong with Cai Chengyu? I've only met her a few times and she's comparing me to her!"
Jian Yangping felt even more aggrieved than he was, and sought comfort from his wife. "That brat, he's so ungrateful, I just mentioned Cai Chengyu's name! I never expected him to react so strongly! And I mentioned Cai Chengyu out of kindness. I wanted him to see how well he did on the college entrance exam this year, getting accepted into Renmin University of China. It also gave him a boost, let him get a little literary flair, and do better next year!"
Su Qinxuan found it funny. It turned out that this was what Jian Yangping really thought. However, after listening to the long argument between the two of them just now, she couldn't hear what Jian Yangping really meant at all!
"Alright, alright, stop arguing!"
Su Qinxuan acted as the firefighter and mediator of this small family, mediating between the father and son, promoting their handshake and conversation, and recreating the warm atmosphere of a warm family of four. "Isn't this just a small matter? If you ask me, each of you is at fault."
Upon hearing this, the two of them were very dissatisfied.
Jian Yangping: "I'm wrong? How could I be wrong? Isn't it this brat who keeps talking back to me?"
Jian Jiabei: "I'm not wrong either, am I? Wasn't it Dad who started this whole thing in the first place? If he hadn't said that, I wouldn't have gotten so angry that I would have had such a big fight with him!"
Neither of these two, father and son, are convinced of each other. Each of them has his own reasons. If it weren't for the authority of Su Qinxuan as the head of the family, they would have started arguing without saying a word.
Su Qinxuan rubbed her forehead, feeling very tired. She had been thinking about having dinner with her family in the evening, so she had dealt with all the official business in advance. She had been out and about for a whole week last week, and her head was already a little hot. Now when she got home, she had to deal with the fight and quarrel between the two of them, and her head hurt even more.
As Su Qinxuan was thinking this, Jian Jianan was very keenly aware of her mother's physical discomfort, so she looked at her with a worried look on her face.
Su Qinxuan sighed and thought that he should finish the matter as soon as possible so that he could have some free time to rest and go to bed early at night.
Su Qinxuan looked at his son, "Xiaobei, I don't know why you quarreled this morning, and I don't know the reason for your quarrel, but Dad is Dad after all. His love and care for you are unquestionable, and his starting point is good. So no matter what he did wrong, or if you don't like it, just talk to Dad nicely. Don't quarrel with Dad loudly like this, otherwise he will be sad. Who knows, he might secretly wipe away his tears when he returns to his room later!"
Su Qinxuan mercilessly exposed his lover's shortcomings. Jian Jiabei had never expected his mother to say such things. What? Dad actually secretly wiped his tears alone? Was he angry at himself?
Su Qinxuan turned to look at Jian Yangping, "And you, Brother Yang. I know you love Xiaobei with all your heart, but love also requires a method! And I remember this is not the first time I've told you this! Haven't I reminded you many times in private not to compare Xiaobei with others? Xiaobei is just Xiaobei, our one and only biological son. I wouldn't be willing to trade him with anyone else in the world!"
Jian Jiabei lost all his arrogance: "I understand, Mom. I won't argue with Dad like this again."
Xiang Yangping also had a droopy face: "Okay, my wife, I will pay attention. I won't compare others with Xiaobei anymore."
My wife is right. Xiaobei is my biological son. He is a unique individual in the world. He is not like anyone else and no one is like him. Comparing him with others every day is not what a good father does.
It seems that this incident really hurt my son's heart, otherwise he wouldn't react so strongly.
Su Qinxuan nodded with satisfaction. "Okay, since both of you have realized your mistakes, that's enough. In that case, let's stop arguing and just relax and have a meal!"
Seeing his mother resolve a dispute with just a few words, Jian Jianan couldn't help but admire her. He gave her an admiring look, as if asking her how she did it! I want to learn!
Su Qinxuan returned her daughter's gaze, reassuring her, "Don't worry, this is just a trick you learned in elementary school, right? Once we've dealt with these two awkward men, Mom will teach you in detail!"
Jian Yangping and Jian Jiabei stopped arguing, and the family of four ate quietly. However, the atmosphere during the meal seemed strange, and there was no trace of the harmonious atmosphere from before. The scene of the family sitting together and chatting and laughing seemed like something from the last century!
Although Jian Jiabei and Jian Yangping no longer quarreled, they seemed to have gone to the other extreme and didn't even speak to each other. Even if they had to say something, they were extremely respectful.
Jian Yangping took a bite of food for his son and then for his daughter, "Eat more."
Jian Jiabei said respectfully: "Thank you, Dad."
Jian Yangping: "..."
This kid? Why is he so sarcastic! He even said "Thank you, Dad." Is it necessary for a family to be so distant? Don't think he can't hear that I'm secretly belittling myself!
You know, his son had never said the three words "Thank you, Dad" for such a small thing before!
Jian Yangping snorted coldly, "You're welcome."
Jian Jiabei continued to speak in a sarcastic tone, his nose not nose and eyes not eyes, "No, no, no, no, I still have to thank you. After all, Dad, you are the majestic Jian Yangping boss. You condescend to pick up food for my disappointing son, so of course I have to thank you."
The next second after Jian Jiabei finished speaking, his sister tugged at his sleeve fiercely, "Brother, how can you talk like that? If you don't know how to speak, don't add fuel to the fire, okay!"
Su Qinxuan was very helpless. After thinking about it, she decided not to say anything. She was tired, annoyed and exhausted of always being the mediator between these two men. She decided to let them continue talking. After all, they were just being sarcastic. With her sitting here, there would be no chance of a quarrel!
Once they stopped talking, they ate very quickly. In just over ten minutes, a sumptuous dinner was finished.
Su Qinxuan stood up and looked at the two people, one big and one small, opposite him. "You've finished eating, right? Then Nan Nan and I will go back first. You know what to do next."
Jian Jiabei nodded. He knew it was just washing dishes.
Jian Jianan got up and left with his mother. His mother specially asked his brother and father to wash the dishes together. Not only because the root cause of today's quarrel was them, but also because Su Qinxuan wanted to provide the quarreling father and son with a chance to be alone together. Maybe washing the dishes would resolve their quarrel.
But Su Qinxuan was still thinking too well. She and her daughter sat in the living room to digest the food. Although she was chatting with her daughter intermittently, she kept her ears perked up to listen to the movements coming from the kitchen.
"Dad, pass me the dishwashing liquid, thank you."
"Dishwashing liquid, right? Here, here you go. You're welcome."
Jian Jianan: "..."
Su Qinxuan: “…”
The mother and daughter looked at each other, both speechless.
Why are these father and son so well-mannered and polite today? They don't sound like a close-knit father and son, but more like strangers who just met!
Su Qinxuan winked at her daughter and asked her if she knew why the father and son had quarreled. Jian Jianan had a guess in her mind, but it still needed to be confirmed, so she didn't say anything for sure, but just gave her mother a look that said "I don't know".
I don’t know, Mom. We have to figure these things out today!
Otherwise, she didn't want to continue living in this awkward and speechless atmosphere! Jian Jianan felt that she would suffocate to death!
The mother and daughter decided that Su Qinxuan would deal with Jian Yangping, and Jian Jianan would deal with Jian Jiabei.
At ten o'clock in the evening, after washing the dishes and cleaning up the kitchen, Jian Jiabei, who was lying on the bed, had been in a daze for more than half an hour, but he still couldn't fall asleep. He kept his head flat on his hands, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
Just as he was lost in thought, there were a few knocks and someone knocked on the door.
Jian Jiabei didn't want to pay attention at first. Who else could it be? Anyway, it was impossible for his father, who had just had a fight, to come knocking on his door. It was also unlikely for his mother to come either. She was probably in the room coaxing Jian Yangping. So the most likely candidate left was Jian Jianan.
Jian Jiabei is extremely annoyed now. He knows clearly in his heart that he shouldn't take his anger out on his sister, but humans are not completely rational animals. When he thinks about it this way, rationality cannot stop emotion. Jian Jiabei cannot deny that he still has some resentment towards his sister.
But the knocking sound outside the door was persistent. Not only did it not stop because of Jian Jiabei's cold treatment, but it became louder and more intense, as if saying, "If you don't open the door, I will keep knocking until the end of time."
Jian Jiabei felt something was wrong. It was already past ten o'clock in the evening and the house was quiet. That little spoiled brat might cause a bigger commotion!
It's never going to end, right? Jian Jiabei had no choice but to get up from the bed and open the door.
As soon as the door opened, it turned out to be Jian Jianan, that little spoiled brat!
Jian Jiabei asked angrily, "What are you doing? Are you trying to take my room so late? What do you want to do? Don't you know I need to rest?"
"Do you want to rest? If you want to rest, why don't you wear pajamas? Are you planning to follow the ancients and sleep with clothes on?" Jian Jianan keenly noticed something wrong in his brother's words.
Jian Jiabei was speechless. He knew it, he knew that his sister's coming in must be bad news. This little spoiled child not only knew how to act spoiled, but also had sharp observation skills. She immediately knew that I had no intention of sleeping and exposed it.
Jian Jianan knew when to stop and handed the things in her hand to Jian Jiabei.
My brother was puzzled, "What is this? Why are you handing it to me?"
Jian Jianan explained carefully: "This is the cake that Dad bought specially from the north of the city. Did you forget? Why didn't you take it with you when you went back to your room? Dad worked hard to queue for several hours, but you didn't even have a bite! Luckily, I remembered and brought it back for you, otherwise, Dad's kindness would have been completely wasted!"
Jian Jiabei snorted coldly, "How could I let him down? I think Dad is really disappointed with me right now. He wishes he could turn back time to when we were lining up and just leave. If he had known about the argument tonight, he definitely wouldn't have bought me any snacks or gifts!"
Although Jian Jiabei said this and made some harsh remarks, contrary to the harshness in his words, he took the box of pastries with such caution, as if he was holding some rare treasure.
Jian Jianan couldn't help laughing when she saw this. She knew that her brother was a man with a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Even though he had just quarreled with their father, there was no overnight grudge between father and son. Jian Jiabei would naturally treat the kindness of his relatives well.
After Jian Jiabei took it, he opened the box and saw twelve bowl cakes neatly arranged inside. He and his sister sat at the table and ate one each.
"I don't want to eat it! Dad gave it to you, and I've already rinsed my mouth. You can eat it by yourself, brother."
"Hey, hey, do you really have to be so polite to your brother? Dad didn't say he bought it just for me. Besides, even if he bought it just for me, can't you eat it? Stop being so polite to your brother and eat it quickly! What's the big deal about rinsing your mouth? You can just rinse it again later!"
It was hard to refuse such a kind invitation, and since this was a good opportunity to mend their relationship, Jian Jianan, who didn't really eat bowl cake, had no choice but to share it with his brother.
While eating the bowl cake, Jian Jianan thought, looking at her brother's behavior, although he had quarreled with her father, he still did not take his anger out on her. She thought about what she was going to say later and gradually felt relieved.
After eating two bowls of cake, the brother and sister gradually opened up. They could almost be considered peers, with a lot in common and having lived together since childhood. They had a good relationship with each other, so there was nothing in their hearts that they couldn't talk about now.
Jian Jianan was eating when he suddenly asked casually, "Hey, brother, have you been worried about something lately? This afternoon at the gym, I heard from your long-time golf partner that you haven't even played your favorite game, and you're in a very bad mood. They ask you out eight or ten times before you agree to their request once. What's going on? Tell your sister, I promise to find a solution for you!"
Jian Jiabei became anxious almost as soon as he heard this. He immediately shouted, "Don't listen to his nonsense. I know that He Mi has bad intentions. He must have been talking nonsense to you again. I'm your brother and I've been so lively lately. How could I be worried? I won't play basketball anymore because I know my status. I will be a senior in high school next semester. Of course, I can't continue to run outside every day like before!"
Jian Jianan was speechless. Why did she seem so unconvinced? Could it be that her brother would really give up sports and choose to study? It was not impossible, but the possibility was very slim.
She looked incredulous. "Really? Brother, you really don't have anything on your mind. But if you really don't have anything on your mind, how could you be so easily ignited like a powder keg? And why would you quarrel with Dad so easily?!"
This doesn't look like nothing happened! Jian Jianan had every reason to suspect that his brother was unwilling to say it just for the sake of his own face.
"I'm really fine!" Seeing his sister looking at him suspiciously, Jian Jiabei almost wanted to swear to the sky.
Jian Jianan is a complete materialist. She has never believed in such illusory things as oaths and ghosts and gods.
Jian Jianan only believes what he sees, hears, and infers.
She stopped talking and gnawed on her bowl of cake, lost in thought. Jian Jianan was slowly recalling everything that happened today. Not only today, but also everything that happened to Jian Jiabei since the summer vacation. She was recalling it one by one in her mind.
Everything his brother said and did, everything his father said and did, and everything his teammates in the gym said to him, all slowly replayed in Jian Jianan's mind.
Jian Jiabei saw that his sister stopped talking after he swore. He thought that his words had convinced Jian Jianan, and that was why his sister kept silent. So he started to enjoy the bowl cake peacefully. He planned to eat one more and then send his sister to rinse her mouth and go to bed. He still needed a whole night to calm down.
Unexpectedly, Jian Jiabei heard his sister say the next second, "Brother, are you scared?"
The next second after these words fell, Jian Jiabei jumped up, his fur standing on end like a cat whose tail was stepped on. If it weren't for the objective conditions restricting him, Jian Jianan had no doubt that his brother would jump three feet high and climb to the ceiling!
"Scared? How could I be scared? What nonsense are you talking about? I'm a real man from Jian Jiabei, brave since I was a child, but I don't even know how to write the word 'scared'!"
Jian Jianan nodded. It seemed his brother was frightened. However, seeing how intense his reaction was, it would be best not to be too direct. He should try a different approach. A gradual approach would be the best strategy.
After Jian Jianan pointed it out, he didn't continue to ask questions relentlessly. Instead, he changed the subject. His eyes narrowed into crescent shapes, as if he had infinite longing for the future, and asked her brother, "Brother, have you ever thought about what you want to do when you grow up?"
Jian Jiabei was caught off guard by his sister's question. He almost swallowed a whole piece of Bo Zai Gao without even chewing it, and even choked a few times accidentally.
"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."
Jian Jianan didn't mind his brother's silly look at all. He slowed down his speech and asked the question again, "I say, have you ever thought about what you want to do when you grow up?"
He couldn't help but repeat what his sister had said, "What do I want to be when I grow up?"
What did he want to do? It seemed that Jian Jianan had never thought about this question.
When Jian Jiabei was very young, and he was the only child in the family, his grandparents, uncles, and aunts all told him this.
"Xiaobei, you are the only man in our Jian family, and you are also the oldest among the younger generation. You must grow up quickly and set a good example for your future brothers and sisters!"
At that time, the Jian family was still quite harmonious. Although everyone had their own little thoughts, they were not too extreme, at least not brought to the table.
But later, as several uncles and aunts gradually started their own families, their expectations of Jian Jiabei gradually changed.
"Xiaobei, as the eldest of your brothers and sisters, you can't do this, right? Your father left you such a good job and didn't want to give it to your uncles and aunts. You must inherit it and carry it forward."
Or, “Why do you quarrel and fight with your younger siblings every day? You are the oldest and are like their big brother, so can’t you give in to your younger siblings?”
Only mom and dad's expectations for Jian Jiabei have not changed.
"Just live your life well, that's all. I just hope you're safe and healthy, Xiaobei. If anything else happens, mom and dad will be there to protect you!"
When his younger sister was born, his parents would remind him, "Remember to take care of your younger sister."
His parents did not force Jian Jiabei to pay attention to everything his sister did, but as Jian Jiabei grew older, he knew how hard his parents worked and how tiring it was to manage a large family, so he consciously took on the responsibility of taking care of his sister.
From the time his younger sister was born until now, Jian Jiabei felt that he had only one mission, which was to take care of his younger sister and protect this little girl who often quarreled with him from being persecuted by others.
Although Jian Jiabei didn't know who was being persecuted after coming to Shenzhen from Hainan Island, taking care of his sister had become an instinct and habit ingrained in him, and had never been abandoned but instead retained.
Jian Jiabei has been following this inertia until now when he is almost an adult. He can no longer put it off and has to face this problem head on.
Seeing that her brother didn't answer her question for a long time, Jian Jianan didn't seem to be in a hurry to urge him. She turned her head and looked at her brother carefully.
Come to think of it, how long has it been since the two of them had a good chat and heart-to-heart talk like they do now?
The family conditions were not good before. Jian Jianan remembered that when he was a child, when they were still on the island, his home was just a small one-story building, the kind of most ordinary small building that can be seen everywhere.
There are only two rooms in the house. The larger one was used by parents to make a sleeping room for the two children, and the smaller one was left for the two adults.
However, although the room was a little bigger, it was not very spacious and could only barely accommodate the two small iron beds of the brother and sister.
These two small iron beds were where Jian Jianan and her brother had slept since they were little. As Jian Jiabei grew up, he became taller and taller, but the beds were never changed.
Jian Jianan could only watch his brother rolling around on the bed in annoyance from time to time, with his legs fully stretched out and even part of his calves sticking out of the iron bed.
They say that men and women should be careful, but now, if you don’t have money, there is no need to be careful even between strangers!
The whole family only has these two rooms. Where can Jian Jianan move to when he grows up?
As a last resort, the parents could only put a curtain between the two small iron beds of the brother and sister, simply separating their line of sight and roughly dividing the entire space into two.
But this did not hinder the relationship between the brother and sister.
On many sleepless nights, Jian Jianan would chat happily with his brother across the curtain. They talked about many things, from whether they could go back to the countryside for the New Year to whether they really didn't want to face their grandparents, and the bunch of uncles and aunts who kept showing off when they saw them, and their children.
"I don't want to see my cousin!"
"I don't want to either!" Jian Jiabei sighed deeply, but he was more rational and knew that he couldn't not go back for the New Year. So he comforted his sister, "Don't think about it, Nannan. It's better for us to think of a solution than to dream about it."
Among the topics that the brother and sister often talk about, a large proportion of them is about the future.
What will they do in the future? What kind of people will they become? What path will they take?
These questions deeply fascinated the brother and sister, and they would chew over them over and over again on many sleepless nights.
Jian Jianan always talks about his dream with excitement: "I want to sell some things. Look at how much money those vendors on the black market make! Every time we go to buy things, there are always many out of stock, and we have to beg them to sell, not them begging us to buy. If I can become someone like that in the future, I can collect some goods and make some money, and I will be content."
Jian Jiabei would sneer at this time, "What are you daydreaming about! It's already night, you should go to bed quickly. You little girl, do you know how dangerous the black market is? Do you think they sell things because they like it? Isn't it because life is too hard and they can't make ends meet, so they have to take such a risk to fight for a way out for themselves and their families?"
Jian Jiabei almost wanted to lift the curtain and give his sister a smack on the head!
How dare you think that! I don’t even dare to think that!
I have to say that his sister has really shown this talent for being a troublemaker since she was a child.
Jian Jianan didn't get angry after hearing this. He just chuckled and said, "Coward, I just dared to think about it. What's wrong with thinking about it? It's not illegal. I just really like this kind of activity. Don't you think it's fascinating to watch people give and receive money, and to combine the items you want to sell every day to get the most money?"
"No, I don't think so at all. I just think this process is very dangerous. If you're not careful, you'll be caught and thrown in jail. Then your brother will have to visit you in jail."
Jian Jianan chattered for a long time, and found that she was the only one talking. She was so thirsty that her conscience arose, so she turned over and asked her brother: "What about you, brother? What do you want to do? Have you thought about what you want to do in the future?"
Jian Jiabei inevitably followed his sister's words and thought about what he would do in the future. He had never thought about this question before.
Maybe he will take over his father's mantle and continue to work as a worker in the soap factory?
But if my sister likes my father's job more when she grows up, then I might work in the supply and marketing cooperative like my mother.
Or maybe...
Memories gradually faded, and Jian Jiabei's thoughts returned to the present. He couldn't help but shake his head and laugh when he thought about his youth.
It seems that the saying "You can tell a person's future by looking at him when he is three years old" is really true. My sister knew what she wanted to do in the future when she was very young, and she was so determined to follow her path.
On the other hand, I have always been reckless and confused, without any goals for the future.
Although he is only a dozen days away from adulthood, people say that once a person turns eighteen, it is as if he is reborn, and he becomes an adult from a child in an instant.
But Jian Jiabei didn't feel anything about it. He felt like he was still the same child, the little boy who stood at the door of his old home, holding his shivering sister, getting caught in the heavy rain, and listening to his parents and grandparents arguing loudly inside the house.
When Jian Jiabei recalls the feeling he had at that time, it seems like a lifetime ago.
"I don't want to do anything. Just follow dad's arrangements." Jian Jiabei said this silently after a long while.
As soon as he finished speaking, before he could get anxious, Jian Jianan started to get anxious for him.
Her voice suddenly rose eight hundred degrees. "Nothing you want to do? How is that possible? Everyone in this world has something they want to do! You say you don't have it now, it's probably because what you want to do isn't obvious yet, it's still deeply hidden in your heart, and you just don't know it yet. Brother, ask yourself, is there really nothing you want to do?"
Jian Jianan didn't believe what his brother had just said at all. His voice was full of reluctance, how could it be true!
Really, Jian Jiabei is already such an adult, can't he be less scheming and more sincere when chatting with his sister?
Who knows that Jian Jiabei really doesn't know what he will do in the future.
He had no idea about the future and his imagination was completely blank.
Jian Jianan became anxious and placed his brother's hand on his heart. He stared into Jian Jiabei's eyes and said, "Brother, think carefully about your most exciting moments, those moments you want to remember for the rest of your life. Think carefully about these moments. I believe you will find what you want to do."
Jian Jianan's words were so bewitching that Jian Jiabei couldn't help but fall into the long river of his own memories again.
A moment that will be etched in your memory?
Jian Jiabei was in a trance.
A lot of memories flashed through my mind instantly.
There was a scene this summer when I went to the provincial capital to compete and won the badminton team championship and the individual singles championship, standing on the podium and celebrating with my brothers.
There was a scene after coming to Shenzhen to study, where I would chat and play with others in school, accompanied by a large group of classmates, laughing and playing.
Also, when I went to the customs during last winter vacation as part of a free tour group from Hong Kong to the mainland, I was shocked by the simple green uniforms and kind smiles of our PLA uncles, as well as the arrogant blond-haired and blue-eyed foreign customs officers when I returned to the city.
There was also the time when he first arrived in Shenzhen. Faced with Fan Gang and his men impersonating him and smashing the wall of his stall, he felt helpless and could only protect his sister under him.
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Finally, Jian Jiabei's memory scene was frozen in a very small scene.
That was the first time he was treated unfairly. Looking at his parents' vulnerable faces and their constantly apologetic expressions, Jian Jiabei had only one thought in his mind.
That is to drive away those bad guys, drive away all those bad guys, he must protect his parents!
Now there is another person to protect, my younger sister!
Is there a university in the world that specializes in training protectors?
He wants to protect the weak and vulnerable people in the world and make them happy!
Jian Jiabei figured everything out, raised his head and said to his sister firmly: "I've made up my mind, I want to..."
Another half hour later, the room was filled with yawns. Jian Jiabei felt that the room was filled with carbon dioxide. He stood up, opened the window, and urged his tired sister, "Okay, Nannan, we've been talking for such a long time today. You should go back to sleep. If you really can't do it, we can continue talking tomorrow when we get up."
Jian Jianan agreed with a laugh and returned to his room in his slippers.
However, Jian Jianan, who was extremely tired, did not go to bed immediately. Instead, he opened the envelope and carefully wrote a reply to Cai Chengyu.
After expressing his longing for Sister Xiaoyu for a long time, Jian Jianan wrote solemnly at the end of his happy post: "By the way, Sister Xiaoyu, can I ask you for a favor? Could you help me find out which schools in our country specialize in training police officers?"
"May the times be blessed, and may autumn and winter be blessed!"
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