C3 School Disturbance(1)

Seeing his mother so upset, Brother Cheng quickly got up from his mother's embrace and helped her wipe her tears. "Mom, don't cry anymore. I'm back now, so I won't leave anymore. I'll stay by your and dad's side."

His father also said, "Old woman, when your son is not at home, you want to cry for your son. Now that your son is home, you should be happy. Hurry up and stop crying. Your son hasn't eaten yet!"

"Right, right, happy!" As the mother spoke, she wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeve and suddenly thought of something. She shouted to her father, "Old man, I won't be eating noodles today. I'll make my son his favorite knobbly soup. Hurry and boil some water. I'll go make the noodles!" After her mother had given her father his orders, she had gone to her room to meet him.

Looking at his parents' busy figures, Brother Cheng couldn't help but tear up again. This was the feeling of home, where one could only cry unrestrainedly and speak out his grievances in front of his parents. The warmest harbor in the world is home, and everyone has their closest family, parents.

Brother Cheng carried his luggage into the house and sat down on a stool. Looking at the simple but neat and tidy house made by his mother, he felt an indescribable sadness and swore to let his parents live a good life.

After a while, the mother came in with hot, fragrant, and knobbly soup. She greeted her son with a smile, "Little Tian, it's time to eat!" and then placed the thickest bowl in front of Brother Cheng.

Brother Cheng grew up with it, he devoutly tasted it, and it was the same taste he had three years ago before he left home. With fresh cabbage leaves, spinach leaves, or broth fried with cabbage, scallions, ginger, and then adding water, he sprinkled in the half-broken egg and flour when the water was boiling, and when the second time he was boiling, he added spices, salt and vinegar, and if there was any more sesame oil, it would be even more beautiful. Then, without waiting for the soup to cool down, he began to blow the bowl open and gulp down the soup impatiently. The soup was not only hot to the mouth, but also warm to the heart.

As soon as he finished, he looked up to see his mother looking at him with a smile. She put a bowl of nubbly soup in front of him. Perhaps the only thing he could do now was to make her happy by drinking more of his mother's soup. Brother Cheng drank four bowls in one go. According to Brother Cheng's current appetite, he could probably eat ten bowls, let alone four bowls. But Brother Cheng didn't want his mother to see him eating but didn't want her to worry.

When he got home, the first meal ended with his mother's tears, his father's smile, and his own feelings. Brother Cheng lies in bed with his younger brother at night for the past three years. His mind drifted to that summer while he was still sleepy and hazy, when he found out about the chirping of cicadas, the fireflies flashing under the mosquito net, and the laughter of his younger brother and children. After three years out, his experience couldn't be expressed in terms of growth anymore, or more accurately, he was old, right, his heart was old.

He washed his face with the water from the well, then sprinkled some water in the courtyard. He picked up the broom and started to sweep; it was April, and spring was just approaching. He was wearing a long-sleeved t-shirt and a single coat. Then he boiled water to cook, and when his parents got up, Brother Cheng had already cooked. Looking at his parents' moved eyes, he felt an indescribable sense of guilt. He had really done too little.

After breakfast, Brother Cheng went to see his younger brother, Wang Di, whom he hadn't seen in three years, and when he arrived at the entrance of the county First High School, he was still in class. Brother Cheng and the old gatekeeper chatted for a while before he entered the school. Soon, the bell rang. Brother Cheng stared at the door. He wanted to see if the follower who had been following behind him since he was a kid had grown up. He was almost seventeen, so he must be a man now. Suddenly, a familiar figure entered his line of sight. Although the young man looked to be about 1.75 meters, his unchanging gaze allowed Brother Cheng to recognize him at a glance. "Little ground!"

Brother Cheng shouted loudly.

His big brother, whom he had always worshipped since he was young, had returned. He looked up and saw his big brother standing there with a smile on his face, and he did not change. He was the same big brother who cared for him when he was young.

Although his younger brother was taller than him, because of his school age and his common characteristics as a teenage boy, Brother Cheng had to turn the small land around several times before putting it down. At this time, the small land's tears suddenly flowed down, crying as he said, "Big Brother, you've come back. You've missed me to death!"

Brother Cheng, Little Di's tears dried up and he said with a smile," Didn't I come back already? I'm not leaving anymore, but remember, Little Di, you're a man now, don't cry easily, a man can only cry for three kinds of people, one is his parents, two is his brother, and three is his beloved woman. If you can do that, not only are you a man, but a man who stands at the top of the world!

Seeing her big brother's smiling yet serious eyes, Little Dan memorized every word he said and said to him, "I won't cry, big brother. Not only am I a man, I want to be one as well!"

At this moment, the bell for class rang. "Brother, I have one more lesson, wait for me, we'll eat lunch together. The fried food outside is very tasty, I usually don't want to eat it, so I'll treat you this time."

"Hur hur, alright. You should go to class properly. Bro will wait for you." As Brother Cheng spoke, the guilt he felt towards this family deepened. As the eldest son of the family, he couldn't bear to have a meal of stir-fry. Where was his sense of filial piety!? Brother Cheng swore in his heart that he would let his family live a good life, and no one could stop his faith.

Brother Cheng was strolling around the campus, picking flowers and provoking grass as if nothing had happened, and stroking the stamens in the garden. As he was in the middle of his excitement, he suddenly heard a pretty scolding voice, "This student, which class are you from? "If you don't go to class, you'll ruin the flowers and plants here."

He had seen a lot of women, sexy French girls, open American hot girls, pretentious Japanese girls, but they all looked good to him, especially this woman in front of him. Brother Cheng stared at her without blinking, as if he wanted to eat her, with a smile of admiration on his face. Thinking about this, her anger flared up. It was no surprise that she was a beauty, but those men were rather reserved. How could they be so unbridled!

"Hey, have you seen enough?"

"Oh, enough, enough." Brother Cheng continued to stare fixedly at the beauty.

Looking at the man's pig-headed face, Zhang Xiao Yan could not help but yell, "You rascal, if you keep looking at me, I'll call the police!" Before she could finish, she heard a loud rumble and a red Mitsubishi sports car came to a halt in front of them.

When the girl saw the unspeakable disgust of parking the car beside her and wanted to call the police like a tigress, she immediately hugged Brother Cheng and whispered in his ear, "Pervert, cooperate with me, or I'll sue you for sexual harassment!"

Brother Cheng's body trembled the moment the beauty hugged him, as if he was electrocuted. The beauty's aura fluctuated next to his ear, making his heart itch all over, and his lower body immediately had a physiological reaction. The beauty felt something pressing against her lower abdomen, causing her to look down at his bulging crotch, and immediately became extremely angry, but she couldn't let it go. She fiercely twisted Brother Cheng's waist, and viciously said under Brother Cheng's bitter and innocent eyes, "I'll deal with you later!"

At this moment, Brother Cheng only saw the door of the Mitsubishi sports car open and a young man with dyed yellow hair walking out with a cigarette in his mouth. Brother Cheng was just thinking why all the young people nowadays like yellow hair, this was the second yellow hair brother he met after returning to normal, in short, according to Brother Cheng's experience, if he met yellow hair, it would definitely not be good. Before Brother Cheng could finish thinking, he heard a loud curse, "Damn it, Xiao Yan is also in your arms!" "See how I'll deal with you!"

Brother Cheng didn't want to cause trouble in his little brother's school, so he held the beauty in his arms by the waist and took two steps back to avoid causing trouble for his little brother. The beauty only felt his own body shaking and his face turning red, and Brother Cheng also felt that this woman's body was soft like a meatball. He felt a sharp pain on his waist, and when he looked down and saw the little beauty gritting her teeth and staring at him, he realized that his hand had touched her chest and quickly pulled back with an apologetic smile.

The little beauty saw this and couldn't hold it in any longer. She was just about to flare up when she said, "Zhao Cong, I'm telling you I have a boyfriend, he's my boyfriend. Don't bother me anymore!"

"I don't care if he's your boyfriend or not. In any case, no one is allowed to touch the girl that I, Zhao Cong, have my eyes on!" Then he called Brother Cheng.

Before he could punch, Brother Cheng sent him flying with a kick. "Hurry up and leave. I'm in a good mood today and don't want to fight."

The yellow-hair brother relied on his status as the Crown Prince of Qianye County and had never been at a disadvantage before. However, he found that he was unable to deal with this brat by himself, so he fiercely said: "Brat, if you have the ability, tell me your name. I'll leave you in the lurch later! "

Zhang Xiao Yan was about to stop the stinking man in front of her, but Brother Cheng had already said, "I, Wang Er, will never change my name!"

The yellow haired brother, Zhao Cong, smiled sinisterly and said, "Wang Xiao Qian, laugh at the money. I'll make you cry for money later!" After saying that, he limped into the car and ran off.

"Didn't I tell you to stop talking? Why are you still talking? Do you know who he is?" Zhang Xiaoyan asked Brother Cheng as soon as the yellow-haired brother, Zhao Cong left.

Brother Cheng laughed, "I don't know who he is, and I don't want to know who he is either. I only know that my name is Wang Er Cheng, and I have the right to say my name publicly in my hometown!" It would be a great insult to a man if he didn't even deserve his real name when he was out on a mission, but that was for the sake of the country that he could bear, and now why should he hide his name in the land that he was defending with his life?

Even though Brother Cheng was smiling as he said this, his imposing manner, which was filled with the vicissitudes of life, and his righteous and upright gaze still deeply intimidated Zhang Xiao Yan. At this moment, she had nothing to say, so she could only try to calmly persuade him: "His father is the deputy county governor of Thousand Field County, so he has a lot of power here. You'd better be careful, thank you for what you did just now."

"Hur hur, thank you, Vice County Governor?" I think it should be all right. " Brother Cheng said with a smile as if nothing had happened.

Zhang Xiao Yan couldn't figure out what made the short man beside her so calm. Was he ignorant or knowledgeable?

He was just thinking that the bell would ring after school.

Brother Cheng said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I should leave now. My brother is out of school." After which, he turned around and left.

Looking at the short man's back, Zhang Xiaoyan wanted to stop him but she could not.