The sun gradually faded from the west. Outside the canteen, a middle-aged man came slowly from a distance, waving a cattail leaf fan and singing a dramatic tune. When he sang: I can't wait to order the flying snow to turn into spring water, ushering in the spring scenery.
When I was changing to another room, a little head popped out.
"Hey, Uncle Chen, you're back."
He was a very handsome and cute little boy. He looked about seven or eight years old, but his tone of voice was pretending to be mature, which made people laugh. The middle-aged man was called Uncle Chen.
Seeing this, the man holding the cattail leaf fan laughed and cursed: "Little slippery man, how many accounts have you made today?"
"You also know that there was no business in the afternoon, so I sold a few bottles of orange soda." The little boy shook his head and said, "There are a few young people who want to come over and buy the balloons you mentioned, but it's a pity that you don't have any in stock here."
"Okay, then I'll make up for it later." Uncle Chen said, "Do you want to continue to help me look after the store tomorrow?"
Hearing this, the little boy sighed with great regret: "I'm afraid I won't be able to do it tomorrow. My sister and my mother are coming back from my grandma's house. When she comes back, I won't have time to hide here with you. I'll have half a day to spare."
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"Hoho, you can also recite poetry." Chen Shu was happy: "It seems that you have memorized three hundred Tang poems. I say Ning Yuan, every time you have free time, you come to my place to watch movies and cartoons. No matter how good your grades are,
Didn’t it go down?”
"Don't mention it..." Xiao Ningyuan looked up at the sky with his little hands behind his back: "Uncle Chen, have you ever heard the endorsement sound at four o'clock in the morning?"
"Don't flatter yourself in front of me. You are the only one who gets up to study at four in the morning?" Uncle Chen obviously didn't believe it: "When your mother was chatting with people in the community, she said that you would get up as soon as school is over.
I just played, I never saw you touch the book."
"Damn! I forgot about her!"
At this moment, Xiao Ningyuan finally understood what it means to put in countless efforts behind a perfect pretense, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He patted his butt and replied frankly: "In that case, I also
Don’t pretend to be a good boy anymore... Uncle Chen, I’ve almost finished watching your movie. Are there any others? Is there anything else after "Terminator"? And what about "Jurassic Park"."
"If you want to hire me, a child laborer, to help you look after the store in the afternoon when there is no business, so that you can go out and play mahjong with your poker friends, it will cost a lot of money. I am a prostitute for nothing. Uncle Chen, do you have a good conscience?"
"That's a good idea. These discs all belong to my son." Uncle Chen shook his cattail leaf fan and said, "That's all. If you want more, you'll have to wait until my son comes back."
"That's it...that's alright." Xiao Ningyuan waved his little hand and made a fist-clasping gesture: "Goodbye! See you again if we are destined!"
After saying that, he vigorously shook the non-existent windbreaker behind him and strode out of the canteen, as if he was a hero. At the end, he turned back and commented seriously:
"Old Chen, your performance of going up the mountain to fight a tiger is getting better and better. It's a bit like the one on the radio. Keep up the good work."
"That's called outsmarting Weihu Mountain!" Lao Chen pretended to raise a feather duster to drive people away. Master Xiao Ning ran away and disappeared quickly.
Ning Yuan didn't run very far when he bumped into his mother and sister at the gate of the community. Ning Yiling's eyes lit up and he thought it was Ning Yuan who came out to greet him, and stepped forward with a sweet smile:
"Brother...where are you going?"
The soft embrace of the pretty little girl made Ning Yuan feel helpless. He felt that his lifelong reputation as a hero might be ruined in the hands of this clingy sister.
"I haven't gone anywhere. Didn't I know you were coming back soon and came out to wait for you...Mom, when did you buy such a big watermelon?"
"This is the winter melon given by grandma! What a look!" Ning Ma said angrily: "If you want to eat watermelon, don't insist on calling it winter melon... Okay, okay, you two brothers and sisters carry these vegetables first, I'll go
Buy one from the fruit stand."
"Mom, you are thinking too much. I am mainly worried that you will be too tired from going back and forth to your grandma's house in the countryside... Come here, I will give you a pat on the back."
Xiao Ling'er on the side saw this and started to beat him gently. When Ning Ma saw this, she couldn't help but smiled and nodded Ning Yuan's head. She laughed and said, "If you are still so naughty in the future, let's see how you can get a wife."
Ning Yiling:?
"Brother, why did mom say you can't get a wife in the future?"
"Because she thinks I am too good and other girls are not worthy of me."
"Oh...then what if you can't get a wife?"
"Then I won't marry you." Xiao Ningyuan Niubi replied coaxingly: "The worst I can do is go out and make a career in the world. A woman will only affect my speed of drawing my sword. It's okay not to."
Xiao Ling'er was stunned for a moment after hearing this. He grabbed Ning Yuan's sleeve and asked quickly: "What about me? Will I affect the speed of your sword draw?"
"You? Of course you won't." Ning Yuan replied earnestly: "Those women who will influence the heroes are all women with big breasts. You don't have them, so you won't."
Ning Yiling immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's such a risk. I almost lost the opportunity to travel with my brother. God forbid that I will have that kind of thing in the future. I don't want to be abandoned by my brother."
The two of them were waiting for Ning's mother to come back after buying watermelon. The shadows of the three walking forward were stretched by the setting sun. One of the little boy and the little girl ran in front, and the other chased behind. The last adult told them with a straight face.
Be careful to fall...the picture is so beautiful that it looks like something that will appear in everyone's life.
"Mom, Xiao Ling'er wants to eat sugar popsicles."
"Go on, go on...remember to come back early for dinner."
"Okay...Old Chen, here are two sugar popsicles."
"What's your name, Lao Chen? No matter how big or small, call him Uncle Chen!" Ning's mother glared at Ning Yuan and stretched out her hand to scalp him. When Lao Chen saw this, he didn't feel any objection at all. He just shook his cattail leaf fan and said with a smile.
:
"It's okay, he's just a kid. I'm familiar with him and that's why he called me that."
He runs the canteen by himself, and his son works away from home all year round. Ning Yuan often brings a group of children here chattering, which is quite annoying at first, but later on when they go to school, he is the one who is not used to it.
Just sitting on the wicker chair and fanning, watching the two small figures sitting on the steps eating popsicles one by one, Lao Chen seemed to feel that the sun was setting a little slower.
"Brother, you ate your popsicle so fast, I still have half of it."
Master Ning felt that he was being shown off, so he leaned over and took a bite of the popsicle in Ning Yiling's hand.
"This way we're almost the same."
Xiao Ling'er: "..."
Seeing that his sister was on the verge of tears, Master Ning quickly chewed a few mouthfuls of the popsicle in his mouth, swallowed it, and said comforting words: "Okay, okay, good boy, I was joking with you just now... look at my popsicle.
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He spoke again and took a bite of the remaining popsicle in his mouth. There was only a pitiful bit of remaining ice cubes left on the stick: "Look, does this make mine less than yours?"
The girl stopped crying and looked left and right. She seemed to feel that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong. She could only flatten her lips and said, "Then you can't do this anymore."
"Okay, eat quickly, I've almost finished it."
"Hmm~"
"Brother, grandma's house is so far away. I even fell asleep in the car."
"It's just because it's too far away that I won't go. It would be nice to stay at home with dad to look after the house."
"Brother, there are many big geese at grandma's house."
"Is it fierce?"
"It was so fierce that it almost bit me. Grandma said she would help me kill it to vent my anger, but I felt that this was not good."
"Why is it bad?"
"Because this way you won't be able to see the big goose." Xiao Ling'er replied matter-of-factly: "I want to wait for you to help me vent my anger, so that I don't want grandma to kill it."
"That's right, then the cost of my move will be very high."
"How high?"
"It's about the size of a popsicle."
"Are these enough?" The girl held out the popsicle in her hand.
"Enough is enough."
Lao Chen on the side couldn't help laughing while listening to the childish conversation between the two children. He thought to himself that the two children of the Ning family were really very different in character. The elder brother was so naughty and the king of children, but the younger sister was so well-behaved...
But actually there is nothing unreasonable, after all, they are not biological.
Ning Yuan finished eating the popsicle and started bragging to his sister. Most of the materials he used were movies and TV shows he had watched, or content from cartoons. However, Ning Yiling listened with gusto and sat on the steps with his chin propped up.
His small eyes were full of admiration.
She thinks her brother may be the most powerful person in the world...
Oh no, if you exclude the man named Spider-Man he mentioned, Superman, and the Terminator... then he should be considered one of the most powerful people in the world.
Her brother is smart and clever. He will play with her and tell stories that no one knows. He will use his authority as the king of children to help him vent his anger when she is bullied. He will also use the pocket money given by her parents to help her.
After using it, he would take her to pick up bottles and work hard to get rich. Although the wealth in the end was not hers, every time they went out together, he would take him to eat a sweet white sugar popsicle.
The kind that's sweet to the core.
The girls in the community were all envious of her for having such an older brother. After all, children of this age were not very willing to play with their younger sisters, and felt that it was very embarrassing to play with little girls.
It can be said that in the small circle of neighbors, the news can be known at the slightest disturbance. The news that the two brothers and the sister are not related by blood is not an unknown secret in the circle of adults. Such a secret will be accidentally overheard by a child at a certain moment.
It could easily spread into a disaster. The news that a child in the Ning family was picked up quickly spread among the children. Ning Yuan is the king of children, no one dares to doubt him, and all the fingers are inevitably pointed at his seemingly innocent child.
A somewhat clingy sister.
"Did you know? Ning Yiling seems to have picked it up."
"I know, it seems that I picked it up at the mobile business hall."
Such remarks are undoubtedly a nightmare for a little girl. A child's indiscriminate behavior can easily develop into bullying and exclusion, and the original indifference of good and evil turns into pure evil. At that time, the child
Ling'er felt very aggrieved when he heard these words. When he went home alone, he couldn't find Ning Yuan, so he had to go to his mother to cry and ask:
"Mom...someone said I was picked up. Is it true?"
"Of course not."
"Then why do they say my brother and I are not related?"
"That's their nonsense."
After getting the approval from his parents, Xiao Ling'er finally gained some confidence. When he went out and was about to find those guys to clarify, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten to ask where Ning Yuan was, so he turned around and turned back. Unexpectedly, he heard
Ning’s father and mother’s chat:
"You said that this child really didn't remember anything when he was two or three years old. When Xiao Yuan came into our house, I remember that Xiao Ling'er could talk, right? I still have no memory at all now."
"How can a child remember things at such a young age? Didn't Xiaoyuan come into our house at an age when he could only call me mom and dad?"
"That's right... Hey, who are you talking about so loudly that she told her child about this? If I knew, I would have to come to her house and have a fight."
"I don't know what's going on yet. Let's look at it again. I guess the neighbors didn't target our children so deliberately. They should have been accidentally overheard by the children. I went back to them and told them to sew their mouths shut.
Be strict."
"Then remember to do it as soon as possible. Xiaoyuan is my biological son in my eyes. If my son is mentally traumatized, don't you think I will go to their house with a knife and sit there."
The young Xiao Ling'er was shocked when he heard the news. He covered his mouth and didn't know how to face this. My brother is not my brother?
If he knew about this, he would be very sad, right?
Thinking that the brother who usually protected him would become disappointed, Xiao Ling'er suddenly had the urge not to clarify the matter with her friends. She felt that she should protect her brother occasionally, even if she was picked up by a friend or two.
It's no big deal.
Anyway, my brother will help me teach them a lesson.
With this idea in mind, Xiao Ling'er slowly went downstairs with heavy steps. However, just when she was about to bear all this silently without making any excuses, she suddenly found that the group of annoying people who were shouting around her were all gone.
Upon searching, she found that they were all gathered in front of the canteen, where her brother was sitting in the center, vividly telling them the story of being picked up.
"Actually, I'm from the planet Cybertron. Many years ago, my parents there were hunted down by bad guys, so they had no choice but to put me on Earth. I still have a lightning-shaped mark on my scalp."
"Who is the bad guy?"
"His name is Megatron."
"Is he great?"
"It's very powerful, and he can also transform into a fighter jet."
"Is Tiga powerful?" A child asked nervously.
"They are not from the same planet, so they have never fought, but Tiga should be more powerful."
The idol's strength was defended. Several children breathed a sigh of relief and continued to listen attentively to Ning Yuan's nonsense. Finally, when they talked about the critical moment of the battle between Megatron and Optimus Prime, Master Ning suddenly licked his lips and said he was thirsty.
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"I'm going home to drink water. See you tomorrow."
At that time, these little kids didn't know what a broken dog was. They all scratched their heads and scratched their heads anxiously. They pooled some money together and bought him a popsicle, which was quite expensive for a kid.
Urging him to continue telling the story of his home planet, Master Ning took two mouthfuls of the milky popsicle and saw Little Ling'er standing in the distance and waved to her:
"Ning Yiling, come here."
He gave the popsicle to his sister, licked the cream from the corner of his mouth and continued to tell the legendary adventure story. The label of "being picked up" became a legendary glory. Many children were thoughtful after listening to it.
Everyone began to imagine that they might be Ultraman Tiga's illegitimate son...
No, I have to ask my mother when I get back if I picked it up... What if it really is?
Many innocent little kids actually went back and asked. Of course, the outcome was a series of scoldings, and some were even beaten until they cried for their fathers. Their fathers held the belt and said angrily: "I let them."
You Ultraman Tiga fucked me, and I let you fuck me, and you are not allowed to watch TV in the future!"
The child who was beaten was naturally dissatisfied and argued that brother Ning Yuan was picked up and so on. The parents who had been pointed out by Ning's father and mother took this opportunity to deny it, and the matter just passed without a trace. Of course, many of them
Years from now, when these little kids read a book called "Harry Potter" and watch the movies of the "Transformers" series, they will surely ask a question:
Brother, it turns out that you have finished sewing them all.
"Do you think my brother is so handsome?" Ning Yiling, who was licking the popsicle in his hand, looked at Ning Yuan who was telling a story at the top of the steps, and suddenly asked a little girl beside him without thinking.
"He is very handsome."
"Really?" Xiao Ling'er said very proudly: "He is my brother."
Little girl: "..."
Thank you, it was shown.
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"Xiaoya, let's go."
"Okay, Mom."
Master Ning's Adventures on the Planet of Cybertron heard the sound of a delicate girl with double ponytails standing up in the audience. She stood up from the crowd, trotted all the way to her parents, let her hold their hands, and turned around to return the favor.
He glanced at the little brother in the distance with some reluctance.
"What's wrong, Xiaoya? Do you want something to eat?" the man asked his daughter with a gentle smile.
"No, it's just that the little brother tells stories that are so interesting..."
"That's right, then maybe when we move here, you can still be friends with him?"
"Really?"
"You are really spoiling your child for such a big thing." The woman on the side said: "I think the educational conditions in this city are quite average, and the houses are average. Our Xiaoya should go to a better school."
"My baby girl deserves the best," the woman said.
"Okay, then let's go to the next city to take a look at the house. In any case, we must satisfy my precious daughter and wife."
"Husband, you are so kind~"
The family walked away happily, still talking about what delicious food they should eat in the evening. Lin Xiaoya listened to the chat between her father and mother and walked in the middle, waving their hands.
She turned around and glanced at the interesting little brother again, then slowly withdrew her gaze, and never looked back again.