Chapter 11: I'm Not Worthy

As soon as the time came, the biological clock was activated, Tang Destiny slowly opened his eyes, tied the red rope on his chest in his hand, and got out of bed to wash.

The sound of birds chirping outside the window is a scenery that is not found in a big city. The sound of twitter, which should be noisy, can give people an inexplicable feeling, and Tang Destiny feels that this should be the anger of all things.

The morning of half past six was still a little dark, but it did not affect the hard-working people to start busy.

Tang, who went out, began to trot like more than ten years ago.

The cool breeze, with a little moisture of morning dew, blows in the face, like a natural spice that can wake up the brain cells that have woken up but have not woken up.

The hard concrete road under his feet, the smell of earth in the air, and the old houses that once made his heart beat faster and always felt a little eerie were gone. All kinds of changes reminded him that time had indeed passed quietly unconsciously.

His pace slowed down, his hands raised, and his little hands had indeed grown, and he wished that this was a dream that would turn back when he woke up. I am still the little child who is full of infinite hope for everything, not the poor worm who is not a human and a ghost.

A joking voice suddenly said, "Yo, the kid is quite fat!" Aren't you afraid of being caught by the mountain god to be the boy who delivers tea and water? ”

Tang Destiny subconsciously blurted out: "Get out, Lao Tzu is a good young man in the 21st century, I don't believe in these cows, ghosts, snakes and gods." ”

"Dog, if your hands don't shake, I'll still believe your."

"Wang Ba Lamb, who is Lao Tzu?"

The familiar conversation made Tang fate seem to return to that dim morning twenty years ago, and it was this bastard who suddenly appeared to scare himself.

The two looked at each other and smiled, Tang Destiny took a few steps forward, skillfully picked up the disposable cup hanging on the side of the wooden barrel, turned on the faucet on the wooden barrel, and the soy milk with a mellow soybean milk fragrance gushed out, and soon filled the disposable cup.

After drinking three or two sips, Tang Fate was dissatisfied: "Old bastard, after more than 20 years, can't you change to a bigger cup?" ”

"You fucking be content, the original, no cutting corners, or a piece of a cup, do you want Lao Tzu to lose all your pants?"

Tang Zhiyuan grinned, "Anyway, your son has a chance, and if he doesn't wear pants, he will be beaten at most, and he won't starve you to death." ”

The middle-aged man who had been looking at Tang's fate grinned and patted him on the shoulder, "Yes, it's still that little bastard." ”

Tang Destiny shrugged helplessly, "Why are you back to your old business?" ”

Lin Hongyuan said triumphantly: "No way, Lao Tzu's son and daughter-in-law have a chance, and they keep the tofu shop in good order, and they don't need my old thing at all." Idle is also idle, you have to find something to do for yourself, otherwise you won't be able to sleep well. ”

"Don't be reckless when you're old, get less."

Lin Hongyuan smiled and gently kicked the barrel with his foot, "It's just half a bucket, I'm tired of a little more, I want to drink it myself, what is it called, you young people......"

"Buddha seller?"

Lin Hongyuan clapped his hands and said happily: "Yes, Buddhist sellers, love or not, if you want to do it yourself, you have to pay attention to an eye." ”

"Big dog, still playing rich and capricious?!"

"Lao Tzu, this is called having a good son and being willful."

Tang Destiny rolled his eyes sharply.

Lin Hongyuan asked tentatively, "Come to the house for dinner tomorrow?" ”

"A must! Okay at noon? In the evening, I want to go to Uncle Chen's to eat loach stewed tofu, and it just so happens that you bring tender tofu, and turn around and call Uncle Lin, Uncle Li, and Uncle Lin...... Let's slaughter Uncle Chen together. ”

Lin Hongyuan scolded with a smile: "Dog things, it's still so shameless, we all bring our own specialties, just you bring your stomach, right?" ”

Tang Zhiyuan stretched out his finger and pointed at himself, "You have to see it clearly, Tang scum, alas, how big is it?" ”

Lin Hongyuan was annoyed by this shameless guy, he raised his foot and kicked, Tang fate seemed to have been prepared, jumped back to dodge, laughed, raised his hands and swayed back and forth and trotted up, and soon except for laughter, there was only one back left.

When I walked past a trash can, I looked at it a few times before putting the disposable cups in the recyclable bin, and then continued to trot.

Looking at this young man who seemed to have fully recovered, Lin Hongyuan sighed in his heart.

Whether it is him, Chen Hu, Li Jiu or others, they all know that this seemingly cheerful child is still kind, but the happiness and hope that filled his stomach in the past have quietly changed and turned into a stomach of bitter water that can only be digested by himself.

As long as he is a local in Wind Chime Town, he will not invite Tang Destiny to eat at home today, because he is destined to soak there all day.

There is an unspoken rule in Wind Chimes Town that is not a rule, and every year on this day in June, there is a place that people will never bother. Even if there is a reason not to go, it will wait until it is close to dusk. This is their silent doting on the youth who changed their lives.

After running around the picturesque town, Tang Destiny felt that he had weighed at least two pounds. I can't help but be treated as a rice bucket since I was a child, and I always feel that the uncles and aunts who can't eat enough for this little bastard have developed the habit of seeing people and feeding them.

Back at home, the family was having breakfast.

Looking at the younger brother with a face full of hope and the big meat bun handed over, Tang Destiny couldn't say a word on his face.

His biological mother and wild father are holding back a smile to see how he handles the love of his cute brother?

Tang Zhiyuan took the big meat bun, tore off a small piece, stuffed it into his mouth, stuffed the big meat bun back into his hand, and said with a smile: "You are growing your body, eat more, your brother and I have the ability to eat and drink, you don't know, you can't be hungry." ”

The boy nodded excitedly, as if he had received some great compliment. The big meat bun that has been eaten a little greasy seems to be a little fragrant, who called it eaten by his brother, who called it his brother's gift? If you take it out and sell it, you can definitely sell it at a hundred times the price of ordinary meat buns, and there is no way who can call it the buns that Tang Slag gave to his younger brother?

The woman and the middle-aged man glanced at each other, both helpless and relieved. I still think that my son can find him a little trouble, look at his embarrassment, he is not an opponent at all!

"Mom, Dad, I probably won't be back today." After Tang fate finished speaking, he trotted upstairs to take a shower and change clothes.

Lin Wanqing looked at her son upstairs, but she still didn't say anything.

Lin Jianye just reached out and patted his wife's shoulder, but didn't say anything.

The sensible Lin Yun felt a little sorry for his brother, but he didn't say a word. His brother is the most powerful superman, and that has never changed in his heart. The current brother is just a little tired and a little bitter, but it is absolutely impossible to be knocked down, and he is convinced of this.

A white tracksuit that turns into blue jeans, a white shirt on the inside, a light blue denim jacket on the outside, and white sneakers.

It seems that in an instant, Tang, who is a few years younger, said goodbye to his parents and younger brother, and went out again.

This time he seemed a little anxious, so he ran relatively fast, and did not stop to communicate with people, at most he waved his hand to say hello.

At first, some people were still a little puzzled, but after a little thought, they understood, and when they saw the young man's distant back, they all turned into a sigh.

After running for more than twenty minutes, Tang Destiny finally stopped in front of a barbershop.

Originally, this point was a barber shop that would never open its door, but the door was already wide open, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

Inside, a young man about twenty-five years old with short black hair was preparing things, and when he saw Tang Destiny coming in, he grinned: "Things are just ready, I think you should come too." ”

"I'm going to trouble you again."

The fierce-looking young man laughed and scolded: "Slap me in the face again? If it weren't for you, I would have been squatting in prison, and when it comes to trouble, I wouldn't have added you much? ”

"Also, you scum, you can restrain the precipice, the effort I spent is indeed not small, and it can be regarded as a great merit, congratulations, congratulations."

The young man raised his hand and waved it, "The big fist of the casserole, want to reminisce?" ”

Tang Destiny raised his right leg, slapped his right hand vigorously a few times, and said not to be outdone: "It seems that you still haven't eaten enough of the footsteps of fate!" ”

Lin Feng subconsciously rubbed his buttocks, scolded and closed the chat window.

Tang Destiny smiled, walked to the chair in front of the big mirror and sat down.

Lin Feng walked over with the dye and said hesitantly, "Why don't you give you the whole wig?" If you do this once a year, you'll hurt your hair. If you brainless fans know that you became bald because of my barber shop, and the shop was smashed is a trivial matter, I am afraid that my handsome face will be in danger! ”

"The twenty-first of the scumbag code, white lies can be had, but deception cannot be kept."

Lin Feng took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, but he didn't light it, "Come on, your brain-dead fans will smash my store at that time, you have to help out." ”

"No problem."

The young man stared at Tang Fate suspiciously, "Would you be so kind?" ”

"Or else? With your face, without this store, your wife is not allowed to run away with others, and children are not allowed to be beaten up trees by others? ”

Lin Feng said triumphantly: "The wife is conquered by charm, and the child is persuaded by the truth, and he is stable." ”

Just when the two were chatting about a match, a woman about thirty years old, good-looking, convex and backward, fashionably dressed, but with a bit of dust, walked in suspiciously.

"Fengzi, why did you open the door early in the morning? Can you help me get my hair done? ”

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows and said unhappily: "How many times have I told you that Lao Tzu has not done hair for many years." ”

"I hate it, do your hair, what are you anxious about?" The young woman was full of charm and coquettishness.

"Hurry up, Lao Tzu doesn't have time to flirt with you, if you let Lao Tzu's wife see it, you won't have to make any trouble."

The young woman's willow eyebrows were upside down, and she said angrily: "You scumbag, why didn't you say that when you chased the old lady before?" ”

Lin Feng wasn't angry, but said lightly: "The earth dog is not allowed to eat?" ”

Then he said: "Also, don't call a scumbag, I'm not worthy." This is Wind Chime Town, the threshold for being a scumbag is very high, like me, a thug who can only fight, get a haircut, and drive a car, if he goes out and says that he is a scumbag, he must not be drowned by scumbag? ”

The young woman with upside-down eyebrows instantly looked like a deflated balloon, and asked with a little pleading: "Fengzi, I really know that I was wrong, can you forgive me again?" ”