A Lucky Coin

He was a little nervous when he went out to school on the first morning of the first day of the junior high school. He knew that Liang Bing's kind of bullshit could not get up so early, but if he didn't sleep at all, it would be hard to say.

He looked left and right as he walked out of the corridor.

My mother also went out today, following behind him: "Are you still going? Why are you rubbing around here!"

"Yeah." The first day of the day responded.

My mother ignored him and rode her bike away.

I walked out quickly on the first day of the new year. Instead of taking the road I usually take, I took a small half-circle from another intersection to the street before heading to the school.

My mother didn't pay any attention to his behavior, maybe she didn't even notice.

However, he hasn't told his family for many years that he is always troubled by others. How long has it been... Probably since kindergarten?

After his grandmother had a shirtless fight with the principal in the kindergarten, even if he was beaten by a child, he would never say anything.

But grandma still has a way to know. Even if she doesn't have a way to know, someone will come to her and tell her, just to provoke her to splash and be a pleasure.

The next thing is that grandma scolded him after he got home. Grandpa didn't seem to hear him. Mom made a mockery. Dad...if Dad was at home, he would buy him something to eat as a comfort.

It is impossible to get help and a sense of security from home. He knew it when he was very young. He had to face and solve all these things by himself.

In the case of ineffective resistance and failure of friendly communication, the only way he can think of is silence and patience, and try to keep himself inconspicuous. For example, he wears an old school uniform today.

A person who wears old school uniforms all year round suddenly wears new sportswear that does not fit well, and he will surely cause some minor troubles.

Fortunately, this kind of invisibility is used for a long time.

The first time he watched Yan Hang, who was wearing a mask, arrogantly put Li Zihao down while broadcasting, his shock was beyond description.

It's probably impossible to have Yan Hang's aura in his life.

Full of confidence and arrogance.

He doesn't need Yan Hang's protection, but he still wants to get close to Yan Hang. Under Yan Hang's arrogant appearance, he is a peaceful and casual person.

It's been a long time since no one has spoken to him like this, very ordinary, very ordinary and plain communication.

What's more, Yan Hang is different from his classmates, he has a temperament he has never seen before.

The kind that good students don’t have bad students.

Unfortunately.

It would be great if you didn't get close to Yan Hang at the beginning, and now you don't need to worry about the problem that Yan Hang will leave one day.

If you get it, then lose it. No, if you get it, you know you will lose but you don't know when to lose. It's more disappointing than never.

"First day!" someone shouted from behind him.

He bowed his head and didn't respond in the first year of the junior high. He didn't need to look at this sound to know that it was Li Zihao.

Now there are people in the street, and there are many people who go to work and school. Li Zihao doesn't do anything to him, at most a few words, so he just needs to be silent.

You don't even have to run.

"Deaf?" Li Zihao slid to him on the bicycle, "Did your boss send you to school?"

Keep going on the first day.

"Does your boss think that you can just hit me once?" Li Zihao said.

hit?

Yan Hang hit Li Zihao?

I was a little surprised on the first day.

"Bring him a message, if it wasn't for my dad to stop me," Li Zihao said, "I can let him spend these two days like this?"

On the first day of the new year, he turned his head and looked at Li Zihao.

"It's just a waiter in my dad's shop, crazy!" Li Zihao twitched his mouth fiercely, "I've been opened now, I don't know which restaurant to wash the dishes!"

Li Zihao's father opened a coffee shop on this street, and his classmates almost knew it, but he didn't expect that the place where Yan Hang went to work would be Li Zihao's shop.

Hit Li Zihao?

Then fired?

"Have you heard!" Li Zihao stretched out his hand and patted him on the head.

The first day of the new year suddenly stopped.

"What?" Li Zihao looked at him in shock, "Yoyo, is this going to fight me?"

There was no sound on the first day of the new year, and after a pause, he moved on.

Li Zihao is alone, unlike when he is usually accompanied by a few people. He didn't respond on the first day of the year and he lost energy. He rode away on his own.

After watching Li Zihao disappear, he stopped again on the first day of the junior high school, bent over on his knees, and took a few deep breaths.

Li Zihao was surprised, and he was also surprised.

He hadn't felt this way for a long time, and wanted to copy something and hit Li Zihao's head.

After so many years, he has long been accustomed to and accepted such a life, and he has also found a way to protect himself at least at this stage.

No matter what kind of humiliation and injury he faces, he can remain calm.

This is part of his life. If he can't calm himself, he can't live this life.

But today's mood suddenly fluctuated so much, it shocked him.

Yan Hang didn't sleep all night, and was slightly confused after dawn, but it didn't last long, not more than an hour.

He was lying sour all over, and he had to get up.

It has passed the rush hour for work and school, and I can see from the window that there are very few people on the street.

The sun is good, and the air is warm.

After washing up, people became more sober, Yan Hang changed his clothes and went out.

After turning around, I bought toast bread and eggs, as well as black pepper and ketchup.

After returning home, I made myself a very delicate toast omelette, poured a glass of milk, and sat on the windowsill to finish eating slowly.

When you are bored or in a bad mood, finding things to be exquisite can relieve a lot.

Dad said.

Normally, this trick works well, but today...that's it.

He still felt very sad after eating the toast omelette.

After all, it is different from the usual state.

The letter pressed under the coffee table was like a jar on his head.

After breakfast, he went out again, planning to wander around to see if there was a suitable place to work.

The commercial street of the coffee shop is still very prosperous. He was unable to go to the bridge to stroll that day because he was hunting treasures in the river.

I wandered over today and found it was pretty good.

Western style.

Yan Hang’s goal of finding a part-time job is quite clear. It has something to do with Western food. He has always wanted to cook Western food. Now he has no conditions, but he will try his best to keep himself in such an environment, and everything he sees, hears and touches What he wants to do is related and can learn a lot.

Next to the commercial plaza, there is a very fashionable street with a variety of Chinese and Western restaurants. Yan Hang turned in and strolled slowly.

After walking half a street, I saw a western restaurant hiring waiters.

He walked in.

School is over at noon today, and it's the first time to go home alone on the first day of junior high school.

Li Zihao didn't bother him. Several other people who accompanied him home for a long time didn't know if they had received information from Li Zihao, but they just followed him far away and didn't come close.

I even felt a little uncomfortable in the first grade.

When passing by Yan Hang's house, he hesitated and crossed the street.

Yan Hang's house pulled the curtains, and he knocked on the door lightly, but no one responded.

On the first day of the first day of the new year, I knocked twice again and made sure that no one was at home before turning around with a little disappointment, bowed his head and walked back.

After just two steps, one leg stretched out and stopped in front of him.

He saw the shoes at a glance, they were Yan Hang's shoes.

Yan Hang is probably a fan of NB, and all the shoes are NB.

"Buying money for the road." Yan Hang said, reaching out in front of him.

On the first day of the new year, he took it out of his pocket, took out a piece of one yuan, and put it in his hand.

"Aren't you big money?" Yan Hang said.

"This is for the public, share the area," Chu Yi pointed to his feet, "You don't want to make any more, make a few grabs, right."

Yan Hang laughed: "Have you eaten yet?"

"Go back, eat at home," Chuyi smiled, "You went shopping, shopping?"

"No," Yan Hang said, "I went to find a job."

"Find it, are you there?" asked immediately on the first day of the new year.

"Nonsense, I'm not looking for a great job, can I still find the waiter's job," Yan Hang took a cigarette in his mouth, "There is a western restaurant over there, and I will take you to eat."

At the beginning, he nodded a little, thought about it and asked softly: "You hit, hit, hit Li, Zihao?"

"Well, I hit him, maybe three or four times," Yan Hang held his finger and looked at him after a while, "Who is Li Zihao?"

"That's it, that day..." The first day of the day pointed to the other side of the street.

"His name is Li Zihao," Yan Hang said, "I hit him. He took the wrong medicine and ran to me to challenge him. I wouldn't be surprised if I didn't smoke him too much."

"So you are lost and unemployed." Chu Yi sighed.

"I will lose many jobs a year," Yan Hang said, "you have to sigh at least eight more times."

Looked at him on the first day.

"It doesn't matter to you anymore, what are you depressed," Yan Hang said, "I fight a lot, and I fight if it's not pleasing to the eye. It doesn't necessarily have a reason."

"I'm pretty, envious of you." said the first day.

"What do you envy," Yan Hang asked, "fighting?"

"No, no," Chu Yi looked at him, "You are very, free."

Yan Hang also looked at him, did not speak for a long time, and finally smiled, and patted his arm lightly: "You know what a fart, go back to eat, and you will be too late for a while."

There was no overtime when I got home on the first day of the new year. My mother was cooking in the kitchen and it smelled good.

He put his schoolbag into the kitchen, and washed the bowls that had been beaten next to him before his mother spoke.

"Go and do your homework," the mother said, "I've finished the work, and you can feed you food when you come back later."

There was no sound on the first day of the new year, so I tied the full trash bag, found a plastic bag and put it on the trash can, and walked out of the kitchen.

Grandma didn't have time to talk to him today. She was sitting on the sofa and talking on the phone: "Go and make trouble, don't make trouble for this kind of thing, who can do it for you... What few working days, don't believe it! Lie to ordinary people like us... I'll go and make trouble if I tell you! Sit on the floor of their hall! You leave them alone!"

On the first day of the new year, he walked into the house and sat on his bed.

Yesterday, the sports suit had not been washed. When he brought it to wash it, he found that all the change in his pocket was taken out and put on the bedside.

He was stunned. He didn't even bother to judge whether he was missing money. First he stretched his hand over and pulled it. After making sure that there was no steel pin in the pile of change, he jumped up suddenly.

His mother and grandma are the ones who move the money in his pocket.

Grandma was on the phone...He didn't have the courage to ask if he didn't call, so he could only go into the kitchen: "Mom."

"Why?" Mom said impatiently.

"My luck, the money in my sportswear pocket..." the first day of the month asked in a low voice, "Yes, yes, yes..."

"I took six yuan and went to the canteen to buy soy sauce. It was six yuan," the mother said, turning her head to the living room and raising her voice, "your grandma doesn't even have six yuan in change! I'll take yours."

He didn't speak on the first day of the new year, turned around and ran out of the kitchen. After changing his shoes, he didn't even bother to tell his grandmother where to go, and rushed out of the house.

He didn't mind his mom taking his pocket money at all, anyway his pocket money was originally given to him.

But today, the six yuan is not enough, six yuan, five yuan a piece, and one more is definitely a steel pewter.

This is not an ordinary steel pin, this is the amulet given to him by Yan Hang!

Although Yan Hang said that Gangjuner are all amulets, but this Gangjuner is not an ordinary amulet, it is a Gangrenjing amulet.

Chuyi didn't even fall to the ground all the way to the canteen, and patted the counter: "Gang Yonger!"

"Oh, what are you doing!" The boss made him startled.

"My mom just bought it, soy sauce!" On the first day of the first year, I rarely feel any inconvenience of stuttering. It's nothing more than saying a few words or speaking more slowly. Only then did I realize how anxious people are. "Yes. , Isn't there a steel pin!"

The boss rummaged through the box where he collected the change somehow: "Probably, I have just collected the money. It costs about 20 yuan here, just this one."

"Give it to me!" Chuyi yelled, and fetched a one-dollar bill out of his pocket, "Here you are."

"In a hurry," the boss took out the steel pin and looked at it. "Those who don't know think you are a gold coin."

On the first day of the new year, I took the steel pin from the boss and looked down carefully. In fact, the steel pin has no special mark. I can only be thankful that the boss has accepted the steel pin now.

"Thank you," said the first day, "no, sorry, mean."

"It's okay, it's okay," the boss said, "Khan is in a hurry, why is this?"

This is a gangster!Can you not hurry?

On the first day of the day, he squeezed this to go home.

As soon as he entered the door, his grandmother pointed at him and scolded him, he didn't feel much anymore, anyway, when his grandma scolded him, he was usually overwhelmed.

Putting the steel jug in the pencil case, he felt relieved and didn't want to move when he lay on the bed.

The sky darkened a little bit.

I slept for a while at noon. When I woke up, it was past three o'clock. Yan Hang sat on the windowsill for a few hours, staring at the distant sky.

Sometimes it takes a long time to see the change of the sky from bright to dark every frame, and even a slight stutter when the light is too dark.

I don't know if he is the only person who is extremely boring and uneasy to have such meaningless observations.

After the rush hour, the people and cars coming and going on the street disappeared into the night bit by bit, and the eyes became a little empty.

I didn't even see the first day of the middle school in the afternoon when school was over. It was a bit unexpected.

He jumped off the window sill and sent a message to the first day of the junior high school.

-You didn't go home?

-Go back, another way

-Oh, I thought you were blocked again

Yan Hang took a sip of water and wondered if he should have something to eat at night, and the news of the first year of the junior high school came back.

-Do you run at night, I'll find you

-What time

-Maybe ten o'clock, I have to finish my homework before I can go out

-It's okay, it's all right

-Then wait for me

-Ok

Wait.

This word has a different meaning to Yan Hang.

He has been waiting.

Waiting for departure, waiting for arrival, waiting for dad to return, waiting for the new environment.

Waiting to stop one day.

Waiting for Dad to tell him why one day.

I didn't eat lunch, and Yan Hang felt a little hungry right now. It seems that I still have to eat dinner.

He looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator, cheese, butter, onion, potato and bacon. They were quite complete.

Let's make bacon baked rice.

He took the cell phone and started the live broadcast. It is still an old habit. The cell phone is set up, the mask is covered, and his head is dull and he starts to cook.

The old fans on the screen are still very lively.

-I will lick this hand first

-Isn't the handsome guy here today?

-I missed him on the first day when the handsome boy was away

-Brother Xiaotian is depressed today

-Can you see emotions even with such a big mask?

"The rice was left from yesterday." Yan Hang picked up the pot and put the butter in it. "After the butter is melted, it will splatter and pour in everything you want to eat..."

-rough

-Very quack

"Then stir, stir and stir..." Yan Hang poured the ingredients and rice into the pot.

-Thought you stuttered too

-Was it infected by a handsome guy 233333

Yan Hang smiled: "After mixing it well, pour it into a bowl and compact it, and then sprinkle it with chopped cheese... After you put it in the oven at 180 degrees for 15 minutes, you can eat it."

He quit the live broadcast and threw his phone aside.

Stared at the food in the bowl for a long time.

He turned his head abruptly until there was a noise from the door, and picked up the knife next to him.

He didn't know why he had such a reaction, but under his father's deliberate or unintentional training, such a reaction already seemed to grow in his body, just like the restlessness.

"My dear princes!" Dad's voice came from the living room, "Baby are you at home?"

Yan Hang put down the knife and walked out of the kitchen: "It's cooking."

"Is there mine?" Dad kicked his shoes aside and asked.

"Baked rice, do you want to eat?" Yan Hang looked at him, feeling that his father was tired.

"Eat," Dad walked up to him and stared at him for a long time, "Hang."

"Yeah." Yan Hang replied.

"Suddenly I feel like you have grown up." Dad said.

"Then you are a little slow," Yan Hang said, "I don't think I was younger."

Dad laughed. After laughing for a while, he opened his arms and put his arms around Yan Hang: "I always feel sorry for you."

Yan Hang paused, hugged his father, and then quickly touched him.

"It's not hurt." Dad said.

Yan Hang hugged his father, and was silent for a while but still did not suppress the words: "Dad."

"Huh?" Dad patted him on the back.

"I'm afraid." Yan Hang said softly.