He spent his childhood and adolescence here. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Here is a record of his life, in his memory, everything about his mother, everything about home, and many pieces of good memories, all of which emerge one by one.

"Brother—"

Sensing that something was wrong with Zhao Bing, Zhao Xin screamed, a little frightened.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Bing was silent.

"I've been careful, I really didn't mess with your stuff."

Zhao Bing was still silent.

Zhao Xin carefully hugged Zhao Bing's arm.

The latter finally came to his senses, he slowly took a step, walked into the room, and stroked the things in the room one by one with his hands, his movements were very gentle, as if he was afraid of destroying the original appearance of this place, as if the action was too heavy, and that memory would be destroyed.

Memories are beautiful, but they are always memories.

Over the years, he has rarely remembered the events of his childhood, and even if he does, it is just a few fragmentary pictures.

And now, looking at everything in the room, those fragments are slowly becoming complete.

The poster on the wall was something he had worked so hard to get because he liked a certain big star at that time......

The kite at the head of the bed was pierced by his own hands, and it was originally planned to be given to Wang Ruoyu, but then he didn't have the opportunity......

The family photo on the table is regarded as a treasure by him, and in the photo, the gentle beauty is his mother......

……

Zhao Bing had a faint smile on his face, which seemed to be a bit complicated and quite profound.

He was happy and relieved.

To be able to cherish a memory is to have it, which makes him extremely satisfied.

It's vaguely back to childhood.

Carefree, astringent and presumptuous, unruly......

Xiao Xin stood silently on the side, and finally saw Zhao Bing smiling, she was very satisfied, as if she had done something extremely remarkable.

has persisted for so many years, in fact, she just wants to get a compliment from Zhao Bing.

Few people know how important the position of Empress Zhao is in her heart, and her character is deeply influenced by Zhao Bing, and she even regards Zhao Bing as an idol.

"Xiaoxin, thank you."

Zhao Bing was very sincere and thanked his sister very seriously.

Zhao Xin was at a loss, she was a little shy, but she was really happy, she smiled at Zhao Bing, and her smile was very beautiful.

"I want to be alone here, okay?"

Staring at Zhao Bing, Xiao Xin was a little surprised and worried, but she finally didn't say anything and retreated.

She seemed to understand Zhao Bing's feelings at this time.

I haven't been home for many years, and it is reasonable to see that everything at home is still the same, and it will be shocking.

Zhao Xin sat in the living room, bored for a while.

All afternoon, Zhao Bing did not come out.

And after sitting down, Zhao Xin couldn't sit still.

"Brother, are you alright?"

She ran upstairs and knocked on Zhao Bing's door.

"I'm fine."

"Oh, that's good."

……

"Brother, are you coming out?"

"I'll stay a little longer."

"Okay."

……

"Brother?"

“……”

"Brother, have you slept?"

“……”

"Brother, if you don't speak, I'm going to bang on the door." Xiao Xin's face changed.

The door suddenly opened.

Zhao Bing appeared at the door and said with a smile: "Are you hungry?" ”

Yes?

Zhao Xin was a little confused, then looked at Zhao Bing stupidly, and then nodded stupidly.

"Alright then, I'll cook."

Zhao Bing entered the kitchen, a little big.

Sure enough, there was nothing in the kitchen.

It's hard for a good woman to cook without rice!

In the living room, Zhao Xin was still in a daze.

"Have you never cooked at home?" Zhao Bing walked out and asked.

Zhao Xin said: "I've done it." ”

"When?" Zhao Bing frowned: "Last year? ”

"Not last year, it's the year before that." Zhao Xin said a little embarrassed.

Zhao Bing was embarrassed and speechless.

"Okay, I'm convinced of you, whatever you want to eat, I'll go grocery shopping." Zhao Bing asked.

"I'll go too, whatever you want, as long as you do it, I like it." Xiao Xin smiled.

When the brother and sister went out, there was a large supermarket outside the community, and along the way, Xiaoxin seemed very excited and chattered non-stop.

"What do you usually eat?"

"Instant noodles."

"That thing isn't nutritious, why don't you cook your own food?"

"I won't."

"You seem to know how to cook, don't you?"

"But I don't know how to cook."

"Then you can order takeout."

"Forget it, it's not much better than instant noodles."

……

After buying vegetables and returning home, Zhao Bing entered the kitchen, and Xiao Xin also followed up to help.

"It's just that you're fine, come, learn from me, I'll teach you how to cook a few home-cooked dishes, lest I won't be by your side in the future, and I won't be able to cook......"

"I don't want to learn."

"Why?"

"Anyway, your cooking skills are so good, I can't learn more than you, so I don't learn."

"What are you going to do with your meals after that?"

"I'll eat your food later."

"But you're going to get married later."

"Then I will live with you too, and I will rely on you for the rest of my life."

Sweat!

Zhao Bing was embarrassed, but he was still very happy in his heart.

Being relied on by others will always give you some sense of accomplishment.

Thinking that he is unlikely to have many opportunities to take care of his sister in the future, and thinking that his sister has eaten instant noodles for most of the time over the years, Zhao Bing felt a little distressed.

He didn't explain anything, he just cooked a meal very carefully, Xiao Xin finally learned it very seriously, as for whether he learned it or not, it is difficult to say.

The two siblings cooked seven or eight dishes, which was quite hearty.

Before the meal was served, Zhao Bing called his father's phone, but the latter's phone could not be connected.

He was a little worried, and reconfirmed, "Dad's phone number hasn't changed, has it?" ”

"No, he called me in the morning." Xiao Xin said.

Zhao Bing said: "Then you try to fight again." ”

"It doesn't work."

Zhao Xin also didn't get through.

"It's not going to happen, is it?" Zhao Bing muttered to himself.

"How is that possible?" Zhao Xin said disapprenously, her father was like a god in her eyes, almost omnipotent, so she was not worried at all.

Almost half of the dishes on the table were eaten by Zhao Xin, and in the end, there was a lot left, and Zhao Bing didn't eat much.

did not ask Zhao Xin to wash the dishes, Zhao Bing finished cleaning up the kitchen, and when he came to the living room, Zhao Xin was holding a photo album and looking at it.

The album is very old, and the photos inside are also very old, with some yellow, full of a sense of age.

"Brother, come and see, do you remember this photo?"

Zhao Bing looked at it and said with a smile: "Remember, the first time I went to the Great Wall, you were still young at that time, five or six years old, ......."

"You were so young then, much more handsome than you are now......"

Zhao Bing had a black line on his forehead: "Then you mean that my brother is already very old now?" ”

"That's what it was."

Seeing that Zhao Bing was unhappy, Zhao Xin hurriedly added: "But you are more manly now, much more mature than before, otherwise, do you think they will take a fancy to you?" ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Xin suddenly became a little unhappy, sighed, and said with emotion: "You are really an amorous species, if you are not my brother, I really want to beat you." ”

Zhao Bing coughed and laughed a few times, and said, "You really don't seem to like them?" ”

"It's not that I don't like it." Zhao Xin thought for a while and said, "The main problem is that they will all share you." ”

"What do you mean?" Zhao Bing was stunned.

"A person's feelings are always limited, energy is conserved, if you love them, your love for me will naturally be less, so I'm not happy." Zhao Xin said confidently.

Zhao Bing had nothing to say, and he was deeply sorry in his heart.

Fortunately, Zhao Xin changed the topic and chatted with Zhao Bing about some interesting things in school.

Zhao Xin's stomach contains a lot of stories, and she herself has experienced many stories, and when she talks about it, she talks endlessly, and Zhao Bing can't interject at all.

But he didn't want to interject.

As an elder brother, he was actually very ashamed in his heart.

's mother died early, and her father lived in the mountains for a long time, Xiaoxin is actually very pitiful, don't look at her usual big grin, in fact, many times, she is very lonely, which is inevitable.

And Zhao Bing, who is an elder brother, has never taken good care of her, so naturally he has no chance to listen to her.

Usually she is used to talking to herself, for a long time, she has not held back her illness, she has not suffered from depression, it is already a miracle, where can Zhao Bing bear to interrupt her.

If she wants to speak, Zhao Bing will be an honest listener, of course, she will respond a few words from time to time, showing that she is very concerned and interested.

Unconsciously, the time reached more than eleven o'clock in the evening, Zhao Xin said that she was a little tired, and after drinking the fourth cup of tea, she finally stopped, stretched her waist, and said, "I'm sleepy and want to sleep." ”

"You go to sleep." Zhao Bing touched Zhao Xin's head with some distress.

"What about you?"

"I'll wait for Dad." Zhao Bing said.

"Why don't I wait?" Zhao Xin kept yawning.

"Hurry up and go to sleep." Zhao Bing said with a smile.

Zhao Xin finally returned to the room.

Zhao Bing also stretched his waist, looked at the time, and was about to make a call to Zhao Sihai, but Zhao Sihai came back at this time.

Dusty!

Zhao Sihai's spirit was very haggard, he looked tired, his complexion was very poor, and he was still wearing a plaster cast with a strap on one hand, and he was carrying a suitcase in his right hand.

Zhao Bing welcomed him to the sofa and sat down, and asked with some concern: "Dad, are you okay?" ”

Shaking his head, Zhao Sihai barely squeezed out a smile, but beads of sweat fell on his forehead, and his body was still trembling slightly.

"Are you really okay?"

Zhao Bing poured him a cup of hot tea.

It was only at this time that Zhao Sihai put down the box in his right hand, took a sip of tea, nodded to Zhao Bing and said, "I brought them all back." ”

Zhao Bing's body was shocked, a little surprised, and looked at the suitcase.

"Open it and take a look, I've marked them all, and I'll find a place to bury them tomorrow." Zhao Sihai took a deep breath and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead with a tissue.

Zhao Bing put the suitcase on the coffee table, his heart was surging, he was a little excited, stretched out his hand, and his fingers were also trembling.

It took him half a ring before he calmed down, put his hands on the switch of the box, and slowly opened the box.

In the box, there are several delicate small boxes, each of which has a person's name written on it.

Mo Xiaotian, Dao Wolf, Fat Niu, Zhao Long......

Every name is exceptionally familiar.