chapter 02.

"You kid, what's going on! Weren't you told to wait for your mother in the hospital?! Why are you running around alone!" He Xiaoyou held his son's shoulders and bent down to look at him.

Xue Youka's face turned red when he saw his aunt following him through the door.

He hasn't taken off his skirt yet.

He explained: "I...I was hungry, so I left."

The aunt said from the side: "Then why don't you call your aunt? She will come to pick you up. Your little brother has just been cut off...how can you run around by yourself!"

The word "little brother" came out of the adult's mouth, making the young Xue Youka even more embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, aunt, I took an anesthetic. The anesthetic... was so numb that I forgot about it. I'll remember it next time." He knew that his aunt was very impatient when playing mahjong, and when Xue Youka ran away from the hospital,

He fled in despair.

"Is there anything wrong? Mom, check it out." He Xiaoyou frowned and pulled him around, pretending to lift his skirt.

"No! No," he struggled to shout, "Mom, I'm going back to the room!"

Xue Youka couldn't run away and limped into the room like a crab. When she closed the door, she heard two adults talking.

Aunt: "Mimi, this kid is too sensible. Don't be harsh to him. Look, the rice is even cooked. He is waiting for you to come back to eat."

He Xiaoyou sighed with beads of sweat on his forehead: "Sometimes he is sensible, and sometimes he is really troublesome. I'll go cook and ask Qingqing to bring cake over for dinner. Mimi can't leave like this."

Xue Youka took off her skirt, closed the curtains, turned on the lamp and looked at her wounds distressedly.

Will it get bigger?

He spread his legs and sat on the bed, looking down at his brother who was wearing a paper cup, and sighed like an adult.

Being a man is so hard.

As he was about to fall asleep, he heard the sound of the door closing. Xue Youka took off his earphones, thinking it was his father coming home, and then he recognized the voice of his cousin Fang Liqing.

"Is the last pair suitable for him? I packed a few more. Auntie, let Mimi try it... He is about the same height as me, so he should be able to wear it."

"It's appropriate. He wore the one he got from you that day and it fits him very well. Our colleagues in the department saw Mimi today and said he is handsome and looks like a little girl."

Aunt: "That's because Mimi inherited the good genes from you two. Her nose is like yours and her eyes are like my brother's..."

The sound became smaller and smaller, and it was difficult to hear clearly through the door.

Until the footsteps reached the door, the door handle made a "click" sound, and Xue Youka pulled the quilt to cover herself, annoyed: "Mom! Can you knock on the door first when you come in?"

"I asked you to eat, but you haven't come in yet." He Xiaoyou stood outside the door and opened the door a crack, "Get up soon, your sister is here."

"Close the door quickly, I'll change clothes!" He never said this normally, but today he was wronged and felt that he had been deceived, so he was surprisingly irritable. He Xiaoyou knew that he was uncomfortable, so he tolerated it helplessly.

"You change this." He Xiaoyou stuffed the handbag into the crack of the door, "Your sister Qingqing brought it specially for you."

Xue Youka saw several dresses and collapsed: "I don't want this, let her take it back!"

"Your sister Qingqing is also considerate of you. She hasn't worn these clothes many times." The words fell with the sound of the door closing, and Xue Youka screamed a few times, waiting for He Xiaoyou to urge him again,

Then he slowly got up and turned on the light, rummaged through his small wardrobe, found a pair of the loosest shorts and put them on.

This body looks normal, but only he knows how painful it is. He doesn't dare to move while sitting, and it hurts when he moves. Only a real man who has been cut into pieces can understand the feeling of being torn into pieces.

The weekend at the end of June is the Dragon Boat Festival in the lunar calendar. He Xiaoyou changed shifts with his colleagues. Early in the morning, his uncle's family drove over to pick them up and went back to their hometown to make rice dumplings.

"Mimi, can you walk now?" My aunt walked in with her thick-heeled shoes and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

"I don't feel anything at all." Xue Youka changed into a pair of loose shorts and came out, opened the car door, and sat in the back seat of the car. Her five-year-old cousin Gao Gao was holding a KFC bucket, pointing at him and laughing: "Brother, what are you doing?"

No more skirts!”

"You're the one wearing a skirt!" Xue Youka glared at him. He knew it was probably his cousin Fang Liqing who said it, but she didn't seem to be in the car, so she didn't say anything. When he got in the car, he could clearly feel the friction between his pants and crotch fabric.

Injury.

He pulled his pants uncomfortably, and his uncle in the driver's seat asked Gao Gao to give his cousin some chicken wings. Gao Gao reluctantly grabbed a piece of French fries and gave it to Xue Youka and ignored him.

Xue Youka knew that the child was not very old, but he was very protective of his food. However, Cao Cao was the family's treasure, and Xue Youka would not compete with him for snacks no matter how unhappy he was.

My uncle asked with concern: "Mimi, what day did you get the cut?"

"Just...a few days ago." He hesitated, a little embarrassed.

Uncle laughed loudly: "Mimi has become a big boy! How tall is she now?"

"Almost 1.7 meters." In fact, he is only 1.63.5 meters tall. Among the boys in the class, he is not tall, but he is not short either.

My uncle was surprised: "It's so fast. Not bad. In a few years, I will be taller than your uncle when I go to high school."

He Xiaoyou got into the back seat carrying a few newly bought clothes, snacks and protein powder for the elderly, and Xue Youka was squeezed in the middle.

The aunt saw her youngest son holding the family bucket, as if protecting the food, and asked him: "Cao Cao, how did your mother teach you, how can you eat so much food alone? Give it to aunt, give it to your brother Mimi, hurry up.

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Gao Gao hesitated and was reluctant.

"Don't scold the child, I don't like to eat this. Mimi can't eat it. He needs to eat light food to recuperate these days and can't touch fried food." He Xiaoyou changed the subject and asked Fang Liqing, and his uncle sighed:

"I have to make up classes and I really can't leave. Hey, where is Xue Tianliang? He's not back yet?"

The question was about Xue Youka’s father.

"It's still in Beihai at dawn. I can't get back until this afternoon, so I don't have to wait for him."

My hometown is located in the upper reaches of Linghe River, which is actually not that far away. It takes less than half an hour to drive there. After entering the small road near the river, the car drives even slower.

The adults in the car were talking about study. They were talking about Fang Liqing's good grades, what materials she used, how she went to calligraphy classes on weekends, and also learned Mathematical Olympiad. They asked He Xiaoyou to also enroll Mimi in a Mathematical Olympiad class. He Xiaoyou

Let's forget it: "He only got 90% on the math test when he was promoted to junior high school. All his classmates got 98% on the 100% test. He can't learn the Mathematical Olympiad."

For this kind of study-related topic, Xue Youka has a shielded antenna on his head and listens to the mp3 as if no one else is around, without interfering with their adults. Gao Gao stretched out his hand and pulled him: "Brother, what are you listening to? I want to listen to it too. I want to listen to it too."

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Gao Gao couldn't help but take off one of his earphones, put it into his ear and listened, pouting: "What are you listening to? It's so unpleasant."

"Japanese, you don't understand." Xue Youka pulled the headphone cord back.

"I don't want to listen to Japanese!" Gao Gao stuck out her tongue in disgust, "Your broken MP3 is too ugly. I have Sony's latest music player at home!"

Xue Youka took a deep breath, closed her eyes distractedly, and turned up the volume of her MP3 player.

My uncle drove the car and turned into a smaller dirt road. If he drove along this road for another seven or eight minutes, he would reach the door of his house. Unexpectedly, the road had just been paved recently. It rained yesterday, and the road was full of potholes. The car was bumpy and bumpy.

The car was jolting, and Xue Youka, who was sitting in the middle, changed his expression instantly and let out a whimper.

"What's wrong with Mimi? Did you hit the egg?" The uncle suddenly braked, and Xue Youka's body swayed forward involuntarily, tears oozing out from the corners of his eyes.

"No...no, I'm a little motion sick." How could he admit that it really hurt.

My uncle said "Oops" and said, "Do you want to get out of the car and throw up?"

Xue Youka is a little carsick, which the whole family knows.

He grabbed his pants and said no. His uncle looked at him in the rearview mirror: "Then I'll drive slower."

The tire rotated slowly on the road full of mud and rocks, and suddenly ran over a brick. When his pants were pulled up, severe pain shot through his body.

Xue Youka's expression changed again, with a pale face: "Uncle, I want to get off the car."

"Going to vomit?"

"Hmm, I won't take the car. I'll walk home."

"It's still ten minutes away. Can you walk?"

"able."

He Xiaoyou wanted to come down to accompany him, but Xue Youka insisted that it was okay to be alone.

"I'll walk slowly back from the river, you don't have to worry about me." He opened the door, lowered his head, and gasped in his heart.

This hurts too much. Woohoo.

Can't cry!

Holding back her tears, Xue Youka watched as the car bumped away.

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The chirping of birds outside the window woke up Cheng Yu from his sleep. The sunlight filtered through the leaves and fell on half of his face through the window. He half-opened his eyes and squinted to look at the light and fog under the sun.

Sitting up from the mat, the dark blue pajamas were accidentally taken off in his dream, revealing the young man's fair and healthy body. Just the right amount of exercise made his limbs slender, and there were thin muscle lines starting from the shoulders.

The mugwort leaves hanging on the wall of the room exude a faint herbal bitter fragrance.

After changing clothes and going downstairs, grandpa was watering the flowers in the yard. When the moon parrot in the cage saw Cheng Yu, it flapped its wings and sneezed: "Sneeze!"

It sounds exactly like my grandpa sneezing.

"Ah sneeze!"

Grandpa straightened up while holding a pot to water the flowers: "Xiao Yu, get up. I've heated up bacon rice dumplings for you on the stove."

He put down the flower-watering pot, turned around and walked to the kitchen on the left, opened the lid of the pot, picked up a bundle of rice dumplings, and gestured with the scissors: "How many should you eat? Four or five?"
To be continued...