5. Wife, be careful
"Xiao Zhao, who is that person?" Luo Jianlan asked curiously, and then looked at Zhao Xiaozhao's bulging pocket, "What's in it?" β
"Classmate, and this is the orange he gave me." Zhao Xiaozhao said casually that her mind had already flown to Bai Minglan, after all, she was the person she had secretly liked, and she was also a little careful, wanting to see him again, so that he could look at her differently.
When Luo Jianlan thought of the green orange now, her teeth were suddenly sore, so she no longer asked Zhao Xiaozhao to take it out to take a look, but was very interested in this classmate: "What's your name, what do your parents do?" How's the result? β
As a parent, I am afraid that a bad child will bring a bad child, and suddenly a strange child appears, Luo Jianlan can't help but be a little nervous.
"It's from the class next door to us, it's called Wu Yu, what do my parents do, I really don't know, I've only met a few times." Zhao Xiaozhao replied helplessly.
"I've seen it a few times, you're so familiar with people, be careful of being deceived, don't have more contact with him in the future, study hard, you know?" Luo Jianlan told Zhao Xiaozhao, who was very lacking in her eyes.
"Got it, Mom, let's hurry up and go to Aunt Fan's house, it is estimated that there is one of the three people missing, just waiting for you!" Zhao Xiaozhao took Luo Jianlan's hand and dragged her forward.
Zhao Rongguo laughed: "You little girl, you are getting poorer and poorer." β
Luo Jianlan also smiled, she likes clever children, in her opinion, girls are too quiet and too dull, or they still have to be able to speak and grow up so as not to suffer.
The group walked for a short time, and then came to a spacious street, on both sides of the street are the same villa area, the street is paved with cement, on both sides of the street is about 2 meters wide bluestone pavement, in front of each house there is a Western-style street lamp and Mulan walled flower beds, but the two villas are also equipped with a double backrest wooden chair.
At this time, it was time for a walk after dinner, and the pedestrians walked slowly on the road like Zhao Xiaozhao's family.
When the three of them came to the door of Bai's house, there were already many people gathered in front of the small flower bed at the door of the house, talking and laughing.
"Jianlan, Rongguo, I can look forward to you, you won a lot of money yesterday, today I have to move seriously, and I will find out both of you." A middle-aged man with a flat head came up and put his arm around Zhao Rongguo's shoulder and handed him a cigarette.
Although Luo Jianlan was very tight with Zhao Rongguo at home, he gave Zhao Rongguo face outside and didn't say much.
"Weiping, Rongguo, you two talk, I'll take Xiao Zhao to see Wen Qing, she has something to ask our Xiao Zhao for help!" Luo Jianlan pulled Zhao Xiaozhao and was about to go inside.
"Oh? Wen Qing also asked Xiao Zhao for help, this is rare, Xiao Zhao is here, tell Uncle SΓΉ, what is Auntie looking for you? Do you want you to catch a few sparrows for her to play with? Wang Weiping squatted down and asked Zhao Xiaozhao with a smile.
Wang Weiping and Zhao Xiaozhao are about the same age, and now they are not big officials in the granary management office, and the reason why they are so familiar with her father is because Zhao Rongguo has been working as a porter in the granary management office a few years ago, because her father has a good temper, so everyone in it has a good relationship with Zhao Rongguo, and they are also very familiar with Zhao Xiaozhao.
"Uncle Weiping, of course my aunt is looking for me for serious business, do you still need my help for such a trivial matter as catching sparrows? She's looking for you directly, how many sparrows are there in your granary, close the door, and ask for as many as you want! Zhao Xiaozhao was not polite to him, Wang Weiping could be her father at this age, but his temper was like a child, and he didn't like to play seriously.
Luo Jianlan glared: "It's not big or small, the books have all been read in the dog's stomach." β
Wei Ping hurriedly smiled and said: "The little girl is very sharp today, she looks lively, it's still so good, you, what do you say she does, I like this tune, I used to say ten sentences, she just answered, how boring!" Xiao Zhaolai, you haven't told your uncle yet, what the hell is going on? β
"The little thing is to help my aunt record a song."
"Hey, Xiao Zhao is so powerful, he can get the favor of the lady of the literature and art department of our TV station, this is amazing." Wang Weiping gave Zhao Xiaozhao a thumbs up.
Zhao Xiaozhao smiled: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be." "It would be great if she was really a 7-year-old girl, but she was an old cucumber with a layer of green skin, and she really didn't dare to be it!
"What's the big deal, she can't be motivated in reading, so it's better to sing and dance these useless things." Luo Jianlan immediately gave Zhao Xiaozhao a modest attitude.
"Don't say that, it's useless to sing and dance, if it's really good, you can do specialty training, if you go to the city to compete and win a prize in the future, you can get extra points in the high school entrance examination and college entrance examination, if you are really good, you can still be an art candidate, and it is not material to make a lot of money as an actor in the future." Wang Weiping patted Zhao Xiaozhao's head.
"How can we have the spare money to train her this, she just needs to study well and be admitted to university in the future." Luo Jianlan waved his hand, disapproving.
Wang Weiping didn't say much when he saw Luo Jianlan's attitude, but there was a look of regret in his eyes.
"Ah, it's Jianlan, Xiao Zhao is here, come in, I've been waiting for you all afternoon." Fan Wenqing just happened to come out and hurriedly let the two into the house, Wang Weiping shook his head and didn't say anything anymore, after all, he was not his own child, and he had no right to say how to go in the future.
The decoration style of the Bai family is relatively Chinese, his living room is very large, with gray marble paving, pineapple wood long table, and 6 pineapple chairs of the same style, simple and atmospheric. At this time, the TV was playing the news broadcast, and Zhao Xiaozhao was not interested in national affairs, so he went upstairs under the guidance of Fan Wenqing.
Upstairs, the sound of a pleasant piano is flowing, like a breeze and sun, warming people's hearts.
"Minglan, open the door, Xiao Zhao is coming to play with you." Fan Wenqing knocked on the door of the house, which was painted white and had a somewhat similar style to the IKEA home of later generations.
The sound of the piano stopped, the footsteps in the door slowly stopped at the door, Zhao Xiaozhao's heart couldn't help but thump, and the person he once liked would appear in front of him again, how it was so inexplicable.
As the door opened, a casually dressed teenager appeared in front of the two of them.
The young man was about 13 or 4 years old, with a slender figure, wearing beige casual clothes and black slippers, Zhao Xiaozhao looked up and saw a few short broken hairs falling in front of his forehead, he smiled in his eyes and greeted her: "Hey, little sister, meet again, do you remember me?" β
Zhao Xiaozhao raised a bright smile and replied, "Remember, of course I remember." β
Of course, she remembers that in the past few years in Shanghai, there was a young man who was always willing to spend an afternoon or a night playing with a little sister who had nothing to do with her mother to play cards.
This young man obviously has a fairy-like appearance and temperament, but he climbs trees with her, catches sparrows, makes a brand-name dress full of dirt and smiles happily, and loses a game console with her.
When she was a child, she thought that this brother probably had fun with her because of the lack of playmates, and when she grew up, she realized how impatient she was to play with them in the face of a group of ignorant children.
Bai Minglan raised her hand and touched her head and said, "Even if I don't hurt you in vain, come in and let my brother listen, how good the singing voice that my mother will never forget." β
Fan Wenqing looked at Zhao Xiaozhao's hair that was messed up by Bai Minglan, and glared at Bai Minglan: "Don't bully your sister, you are old, take her to play." β
"Xiao Zhao, just let it go, your brother Minglan had better bully, if he scolds you, you will scold the past, then Auntie will go down to play a few platoons first, you can record songs well, if you are thirsty and hungry, there are Coke cookies, you take them and eat them yourself." Fan Wenqing explained and went downstairs.
There were only two people left in the room, and for the first time since her rebirth, Zhao Xiaozhao had a hint of restraint, and she stood there, her head hung down, not knowing how to break the damn silence.
"Xiao Zhao, come and sit." Bai Minglan looked at Zhao Xiaozhao, who was wearing a pair of pink rabbit slippers and stood there shyly. The two pigtails on the black head curled into a lovely crescent moon in her ears, and he seemed to know the tangled expression of the little man with his head down.
He had an illness a few days ago, and it seemed that decades had passed in a daze, and the little girl named Zhao Xiaozhao in his dream was very clear, her always red face, her always lowered head and the big bright eyes that he occasionally captured, always appeared in front of him.
In his dream, he had known this little girl for almost ten years, from the time she babbled, swaying and following her mother timidly calling him "Brother Minglan", to the age of eleven or twelve, and her face was beginning to bloom.
He taught her a lot of things.
For example, swimming, for example, cycling.
For a few years, they had a good relationship, they went into the water to catch fish together, went up to the trees to catch sparrows together, and picked oranges together, because they were discovered, they didn't have time to pick up the shoes, and they ran barefoot on the road together.
She is a precocious girl, and she is also a smart and hard-working little girl.
She always managed to keep up with him, catch up with him, and make him forget that they were 7 years apart.
When he was a sophomore in high school, their relationship took a turn for the worse.
At that time, he made a school girl as a girlfriend, once because of a trivial breakup, he was in a bad mood, riding a bicycle like a gallop, accidentally knocked on a stone, couldn't help but overturned, he was fortunate to fall on the grass and was not injured, but she was sitting in the back seat but hit the stone hard, her hands and knees were bloody.
When his mother reprimanded him in front of everyone, she was so sore and tearful that she didn't say anything bad about him, but just stubbornly said that she was playful and fell down on the pile of stones, regardless of her brother's business, but at that time he was upset and didn't realize her kindness, but only felt that this little girl who had been following his ass since childhood was really a burden.
At that time, his mind was full of "If he hadn't brought her this time, he wouldn't have fallen, let alone been scolded by his mother and lost such a big face." "Such thoughts.
Then he became more and more impatient with her, and when she came to say goodbye to him with a lonely expression, he wished he had to take care of this troublesome spirit again. The box she gave him, after she left, he casually threw it in the trash, and after many years, they never saw each other again.
Later, he broke up with one girlfriend after another, and always felt that there was something missing from those women, and suddenly looked back, and when he woke up from his dream, he instantly understood that he had already lived in a little Qingmei called "Zhao Xiaozhao" in his heart.