Speaking of which, it is hard to say.

That was the first year I met Tofu. I was moving bricks under the hot sun on the construction site. He went to school in the middle school not far away. One day I was gnawing steamed buns, and Tofu flipped over the iron gate of the construction site and waved to me to let me go.

I stood under the iron gate and raised my head and asked, "What's the matter?"

Tofu said: "I will celebrate my birthday tomorrow, come to my house to play."

"Your home?"

"Well, there will be other classmates."

"I have to work tomorrow."

"The birthday is at night, and there are a lot of delicious foods, grilled chicken, grilled fish, cola, trek soup, pork trotters, big cakes..."

I looked at the steamed buns in my hand, nodded unyieldingly, and said, "I'll go." The next day I regretted it. I had to give gifts for my birthday. When I was in my hometown, I had to go to the river to catch fish for him on my birthday. After thinking about it, I picked and chose for most of the day and finally chose a gift. In the evening, I walked according to the address left by tofu for more than half an hour, and finally arrived at his house.

My first impression at that time was: What a big house.

The next moment I entered the door, my second impression was: What a beautiful house.

The spotless floor and exquisite chandeliers on the ceiling were scarce at that time, and I couldn't think of how to describe it. In short, it was just a country bumpkin who came into the city and was shocked.

A group of peers of my age, about the same age as me, were gathered in the room, including men and women, dismantling gifts, and one by one, deformed steel, and the remote control car was removed. I suddenly felt that the camel bell I bought for five yuan was a bit heavy. In a moment, the group of people who were having fun finally realized my existence, and I keenly heard a whispering sound.

"Who is he? Are we from our school?"

"Hey, there is a hole in his trouser pocket."

"Haha, I've seen him. Once I wanted to sneak into the library of our school and was kicked out."

"Ah, it turns out that it's not from our school..."

I was young and thin-skinned at that time. I didn't expect to encounter such a thing. I was angry and ashamed, and my face turned red. I hated myself in my heart. I was just about to attend a birthday. At this time, Tofu finally found something was wrong and said with a dark face: "What are you doing? He is my friend. Whoever dares to talk nonsense anymore? I won't play with you in the future!"

Everyone gave Tofu face and stopped circling around me. When the crowd diverted their attention, Tofu smiled and stretched out his hand, saying, "Gift gift..." I looked at the expensive packaging piled up on the table. Out of a strange mentality, I stuffed the small gyro into the pocket behind my butt and said, "I didn't buy it."

Tofu didn't believe me, so he looked all over my body and said with a sad face, "Stingy, I've left you a gift, give it." He handed me a package and said, "You're late and they're almost finished eating, so I've left one for you."

"What's this?"

"Chocolate is delicious, my parents brought it back from abroad."

Not long after, a beautiful woman walked down from the stairs, with yellow hair, slim figure, and a gentle smile on her face. She was Tofu's mother. She led us to sing birthday songs, eat food, and prepared a small gift for everyone. When it was my turn, she exclaimed and smiled: "How come this classmate, why haven't you seen you before?"

I was confused by her gentle smile and said, "Auntie, I am not Xiaodou's classmate, I am his friend."

"Friend?" She looked puzzled and turned to Tofu to ask something. Because there were so many people, I didn't hear it clearly. In a moment, I heard Tofu snorting angrily, turned around and ran away. Then her mother clapped her hands and said, "Classmates, it's very late. It's time for everyone to go home. Welcome to come and play next time." Everyone left one by one, but she called me and said, "I heard from Dou Dou that you haven't gone to school?"

"Hmm." I was a little nervous. Actually, the mother I was fantasizing about should be so gentle, but unfortunately I have never seen my mother before.

She nodded and said, "You are still young now, and the most important thing is to study. Since you haven't gone to school, you will not be with Dou Dou in the future. Will this delay his study? "

Of course, when I heard this, I felt like I was poured with a basin of hot water. My face turned red and my angry blood flowed through my body. I was a little precocious and didn't know what this meant. I couldn't help but sneer and walked out of the door without saying a word.

It was very late at that time, and outside the door was a path full of sycamore trees. There was no one on the road, only dim street lights. Turning around, behind him was the gorgeous, soft house.

My heart was filled with coldness and passion.

That was the first time I realized that the huge contrast between poverty and wealth, nobility and lowliness. If it weren't for what happened later, then it was very likely that there would be a seed of hatred for the rich in my heart, which would put a hat of indifference on all the rich people. When I was about to leave with great anger and sadness, I heard a cry coming from the darkness.

Then there was another bang, and a figure ran towards me, pulled me and ran away, and said as he ran, "I'm going to run away from home." When I looked, I found a handful of tofu with snot and tears, so I angrily shook him away and said, "Get out, don't come to me in the future."

I threw the tofu to the ground, then sat on the ground and cried loudly, saying, "Today is my birthday, shouldn't you be happy, but why are you all scolding me! Woo woo woo woo woo woo..."

I was so angry that I said, "You are so old and you are still crying like this. Master, who else dares to scold you except me?"

"My mom."

I thought about it and said, "Why did she scold you?"

Tofu wiped her tears and said, "She said I shouldn't be friends with migrant workers who don't like to learn to wander around. Chen Xuan, what is migrant workers?"

I was so angry that I couldn't help but feel a little funny when he asked this, and said, "It's me."

Tofu said, "Then why doesn't my mom like you?"

I was still angry and cursed: "Because I don't like to study without education, I wander around, do the hardest and most tiring work, it's dirty and smelly, and I'm destined to be unreliable, so your mother is afraid that I will lead you badly! If you understand, go away."

Tofu paused for a moment and said, "But...but, what does this have to do with being friends?"

I was stunned for a moment, feeling very uncomfortable, and said, "Others look down on me..."

"who?"

"Your classmates, your family, and there are many people."

Doufu said: "But didn't you tell me a few days ago that I should work hard and make money and live a good life? Then we just need to make money well. What does it have to do with 'many people'?" Doufu's straightforward thinking method made me realize at that time. Yes, the so-called 'many people' are actually people who have nothing to do with me. Why did I influence the present because of them? Why did I hurt my friends who are sincere to me because of irrelevant 'many people'?

Immediately afterwards, the anger in my heart subsided and I said to Tofu: "Go back."

"If I don't go back, I'm going to run away from home."

"Why?"

"I just knew that I wanted to learn. I didn't like studying. I wanted to work with you."

"Don't, then your mother's words will be realized. Why do you like to go to school?"

"Drawing, I'll show you what I've drawn..." He took out a piece of paper from his butt pocket, and there were two people on it, one man and one woman, and his level was probably at the level of the first grade of elementary school. I didn't want to hit him, so he said, "The painting is good, but why are they not wearing clothes?"

"This is Adam and Eve. Of course they don't have to wear clothes, hehehehe... for you."

I held the paper, and was speechless for a while. Finally, I took out the spinning top I bought and said, "Your gift." I thought to myself: If this kid dares to dislike him, I will beat him up first.

Tofu said in surprise: "How much does this gyro cost?"

I was a little embarrassed and said, "Five."

Tofu said excitedly: "I'll give you a painting. Give me a five-dollar top. Is it equivalent to my painting worth five dollars? This is the first time I've made money, so excited..." He seemed to have made the point wrong.

When I left, I looked at the house hidden by the sycamore tree and said silently in my heart: One day, my house will be more beautiful than it.

After a moment, I retracted my thoughts and the noodle shop owner was about to close the door. The three of us walked on the antique bluestone street and slowly returned to the antique shop.

Tofu's phone kept ringing, so he simply turned off the phone. Early the next morning, not long after opening the store, a gray-haired old man came to our shop, but he was not an ordinary old man. He was wearing a gray suit and tie, and accompanied by a man and a woman, he slowly walked into the shop.

I recognized this man, Tofu's second uncle, had met several times before, but then he had no contact. In my memory, he was young, but now he is old.

He looked at me with a smile on his face and said, "Boss Chen, it's been a long time since we met."

I said, "Uncle Dou, you are polite. I am not the boss in front of you, please sit down." At the same time, he winked at the one-eyed dragon and signaled him to look at Tofu and not let him go downstairs. I know that boy Tofu too well, and his heart is soft-hearted and easy to be fooled. This old man named Dou is not as sharp as when he was young. If he had a few soft words, he might have really trapped Tofu.

I don't believe he would give the house suddenly. It must be because of some intentions, so I'd better find out what he wants to come first.
Chapter completed!