A Lucky Coin

I didn't know the girl from the old Zhang family at all in the first year of the junior high school, but looking at the appearance of the girl from the old Zhang family, it seemed that he should have met him, probably when he was a radish-headed dog.

"You boys are really amazing," said the old Zhang's girl while walking with his bag on his back. "When you went to your grandfather's New Year's Day two years ago, you were not as tall as I am."

"Ah." Xiaoyi responded.

He can't even chat with girls on WeChat, and this kind of face-to-face conversation is even more impossible, but although he can't remember him, he is still an old neighbor, he is so embarrassed to just let the old Zhang's girl hang out. There.

So I searched for a long time, and finally found a sentence, in his opinion, it was quite important, it was not a polite nonsense.

"What's your name, what's your name?" asked the first day.

The old Zhang's girl suddenly turned her head and glanced at him, the expression on her face was a little shocked and a little embarrassed: "Don't you remember my name?"

It's not that I don't remember.

I don't know at all.

Sorry.

"My name is Zhang Ying," the old Zhang's girl said with a bit of disappointment. "The name is too common, I can't remember it."

"Remember." said the first day.

Zhang Ying glanced at him, then smiled again: "You will graduate next year."

"Yeah." The first one responded.

"Are you going to stay there?" Zhang Ying said, "Hey, it's pretty good, how beautiful the beach is."

"Yeah." Chu nodded. He had to say these two sentences twice, Zhang Ying said it once, and he would save trouble.

"Then..." Zhang Ying should be trying to find a topic, "Do you guys study auto repair, are there any girls?"

"No." said the first day.

The conversation didn't go on much anymore. On the first day of the junior high school, I felt very sorry for Zhang Ying, and couldn't help but look back at her grandparents.

Zhang Ying was probably embarrassed too, so she looked back, and then walked over: "Grandma, let me hold you, it's a bit slippery."

"It's okay," Grandma said with a smile, "My legs and feet are pretty neat."

On the first day of the new year, she gave up the idea of ​​holding her grandfather in the past. The girl used to hold one, and she followed the past. It was a bit inappropriate. If grandparents think they have any thoughts about Zhang Ying, they will be very depressed.

He had to walk alone with the box in front.

Fortunately, the station was not too far from home, so he walked firmly, faster and faster.

When I got downstairs at my grandpa's house, I happened to ran into my dad. When he saw him, my dad was stunned: "Where is your grandpa and grandma?"

"Hou..." Turning around on the first day of the new year, he found that he had already thrown off the three people behind, "They walked slowly."

"Are you embarrassed?" Dad took his box and said in a low voice, "Your grandma thought that you don’t have any friends, and it happened that the old Zhang’s girl came back to celebrate the New Year. When she talked about you, she said she was almost old. Let you make more friends..."

"Neither do I, don't know her." The first day of the junior high school also whispered.

"Yeah, I said don't do this, your grandma won't listen," Dad walked back, "This is how people get old, so I can worry about them."

Lu Yi smiled.

While walking behind his father, I saw the gray hair on his head on the first day of the year.

He was stunned.

Dad was only in his early forties, and he was acquitted last time. When they met, Dad’s hair was still black. It didn’t take long to see him. He actually had white hair... and quite a lot, on top of his head, back of his head. On the edge, there are still temples.

On the first day of the new year, he sighed slightly: "You can dye your hair."

"I bought a hair dye cream," Dad said, "I haven't taken care of it yet. My hair is graying early. It's your grandpa."

Nothing in the first day of the new year.

After returning home to put the luggage away, grandparents entered the house.

The grandma sighed as soon as she entered the house: "This kid on the first day of the new year, really, throw away the little girl, swish and leave, just like a ghost."

"I don't, don't know her." The first one also sighed.

"You'll know each other if you just chat," said grandma. "You didn't have a friend with that character before. Later, I thought you were not very close to Five Stars. I also wondered if this child could have friends, so I wanted to make You know more friends..."

Is that a friend with five stars?

Five stars are not friends!

Five stars are his boyfriend, the baby is terrific, can it be compared with ordinary people...

"At least it must be a young man," said the old man. "You suddenly caught a young girl. How can you make friends in the first year of junior high."

"Now I have to learn a little bit," Grandma continued to sigh, "You said this kid will go to work next year, and when he grows up, he should talk about friends getting married, and where do you find a wife for this character."

"You just can worry about it," Grandpa laughed, "I'm only 18 years old."

"I'm just this grandson, can I not worry about it," said grandma, "I knew how many more children were born at the time. At that time, only one child would be our family."

Grandparents chatted and went into the kitchen to prepare to cook. On the first day of the new year, they came into the house and turned around. There are only two rooms here. Every time he comes over, he squeezes into the same room with his parents.

Now he doesn't have a mother. He lives with his father. It sounds more spacious, but he doesn't know why, but he feels a little uncomfortable.

Maybe he has really changed a lot. Those things that he didn't even think about or mind before, now he will notice.

"Now it's the two of us, you don't need to take a folding bed," Dad followed in, "It's good."

On the first day of the new year, he glanced at his father, did not speak, took out the dried seafood that he had brought back from the suitcase, and his father took it to the kitchen and gave it to his grandparents.

After a new quilt that grandma took out for the first time was laid, Dad went into the house again and sat on the chair next to him and looked at him.

After a long time, he sighed, "Do you have any news from your mother?"

"No." said the first day.

"I don't know where I went," Dad said. "Even if there is a divorce, people have to come back."

I didn't know what to say in the first year of junior high school, so I could only be silent.

"The dog is going home to see grandma and grandpa," Yan Hang stood on the balcony railing, holding a mobile phone in his hand, and patted the lights in the distance, "I have to celebrate the New Year alone this year."

-Touch your head

-I am alone, with you

-Hug Xiaotian brother

-When will the puppy come back?

"The third year," Yan Hang said, "the money fan has to come back to work and make money."

-Brother Xiaotian’s guns are denser than ours

-I also have a lot of cannons, so I can’t hear the live broadcast.

-It’s so exaggerated before thirty, but we banned it, secretly release

Yan Hang set the phone in the farthest and brightest building, and has not yet figured out where it is, and watched the young ladies chatting on the screen.

It was almost like this before. He occasionally said a few words, and then watched the young ladies chatting. Except for the occasional hand showing when cooking, the young ladies would explode. Other times, they would be so angry that they had never been red. The outdated anchor Faner.

-Xiaotian, don't you make something to eat today?

-Don't talk about food, I'm hungry

-I haven't eaten either

"The security guard downstairs wants to set off fireworks," Yan Hang looked down and pointed his mobile phone downstairs. "The security guard raised a hedgehog, but when he grew up, he found a wife and ignored him."

-Hahahahahahahaha, so depressed big security guard

-Hedgehog hasn’t been broadcast live yet, someday I’ll watch the hedgehog

-Now hibernating

-Does the hedgehog still hibernate?

Yan Hang was patted at the fireworks set off by the security guard downstairs. The fireworks of the security guard were quite brilliant, and they were rich in color and abundant in quantity. It took ten minutes to finish.

"I went to watch TV." Yan Hang quit the live broadcast and stretched.

Going back to the house and taking a shower, there is a message on the phone from the first day of the new year.

-Are you tired today

-It's okay, I seem to get used to it every day, how about you?

-Very good, but it’s a bit embarrassing to be in the same house with my dad at night, I have nothing to say

-Wasn't it the same before?

-Yeah, but he used to talk to my mother and I stayed alone

Yan Hang smiled and called Chu Chu.

On the first day of the junior high school there, he quickly answered the phone, his voice was very serious and cold: "Hey."

"Hang up." Yan Hang said.

"Don't don't," said in a low voice on the first day of the new year. Hearing the voice panting, he probably ran to the terrace upstairs. "My dad was here just now. I'm on the side, uncomfortable."

"The relationship between your father and son is also true." Yan Hang sighed.

"No way, so many years, it's this way," he sighed on the first day of the new year, "I can find everything, but I can't talk to him. Talk to him."

"After a while, I'll have a few drinks and talk." Yan Hang said.

"Drink a few cups and he will talk a lot," Chu Yi smiled, thinking about it, and lowered his voice, "My dad has white and hair."

"Your dad is not very old, right?" Yan Hang said, "I think I'm very sad now."

"Well," the first day of the new year replied, "You will be with Uncle Cui tomorrow, have you been at home?"

"Yes," Yan Hang said, "We are going to eat something casually. I have to go to work in the first year of junior high."

"Think, am I?" asked in a low voice on the first day.

"Yes," Yan Hang laughed, "come back soon."

"I'll be back on the third day of the junior high school. I'm back. I figured it out that next year, I will pick up my grandfather and grandmother. I'll take it over. Forget the year," said the first day of the junior high school. "Don't use it, go back."

"It's okay," Yan Hang said. "Also let them take a look at your current situation, so as not to worry about how you are doing well."

"Hey," Chu Yi sighed, "I'm so worried."

"What's the matter?" Yan Hang asked.

"Today, I took my neighbor's daughter, and my daughter will pick me up," said the first day of the new year. "I don't even know me."

Yan Hang was stunned: "Blind date? What custom do you have, for underage blind date?"

"No, it's not," said the first day of junior high school. "My milk told me to learn, and learn to get along with girls and girls."

"Why do you want to get along with girls?" Yan Hang sighed.

There was no sound on the first day of the new year there, and he sighed again.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to make a girlfriend and get married in the future," Yan Hang also sighed. "The old lady thinks so far."

"Are you angry?" asked the first day.

"What am I angry about?" Yan Hang smiled, "It's none of your business, your grandma didn't do anything."

"Or..." Chu Yi seemed to be making up his mind, and after a while he could hear him gritting his teeth, "I told them, it's a good deal."

"Say what?" Yan Hang was stunned.

"I'm not getting married," said the first day of the new year, "I want to cross five or five stars."

"Don't," Yan Hang said hurriedly, "for the New Year, don't talk about it, you still let the old people celebrate the New Year."

"...Then what, what to do?" said the first day.

"Let's talk about it later, how old you are," Yan Hang said, "no one will force you to get married right now."

"Oh." Xiaoyi responded.

Yan Hang did not speak any more, listening to the sound of the first day's breathing on the phone in a daze.

He was very touched. On the first day of the junior high school, he hardly thought or hesitated about this matter.

But the first reaction of the first grade is to say.

The shit dog is pretty fierce.

After hanging up the phone after chatting with him for a few words, Yan Hang lay down on the sofa and turned around with the phone.

gay.

He had never thought about this issue before he talked about it on the first day of the new year.

Dad is missing. He doesn't have anyone who needs to come out.

But now my dad is there, and with Cui Yi speaking, he doesn't even have to wait to meet his dad.

Coming out to Dad shouldn’t be any pressure. Dad is a person who seems to be able to accept everything. He is quite used to him. If he really knows, he probably won’t have any objections. He is surprised at most.

Even if you object, it doesn't matter.

Yan Hang bit his lip, which is regarded as revenge for leaving him without saying goodbye and not being a competent father in some aspects for more than ten years.

That's right.

Yan Hang snapped his fingers.

Then took out the phone.

When he said "I love you", he was robbed of the line on the first day of the junior high school, which made him very upset. This time he could easily lead.

-When will you go to see my dad?

Yan Hang sent a message to Cui Yi.

"I will go there tomorrow, not just to talk about the case, just to talk about it for a while," Cui Yi, a middle-aged man who doesn't like typing, said in a voice, "I'll take it for you if you have any words."

-Tell him that I'm fat. Otherwise, I'll bring it after the New Year

"What else?" Cui Yi asked.

Yan Hang took the phone and turned it around a few more times, then quickly typed a line and sent it to Cui Yi.

-I want to come out with him

Less than a minute later, Cui Yi called.

Yan Hang answered the phone: "Hello?"

"The first day?" Cui Yi asked at the beginning.

"...Why did you react so quickly?" Yan Hang was stunned.

"I thought you two were wrong," Cui Yi said. "It's lingering all day long."

"Don't be so disgusting." Yan Hang sighed.

Cui Yi was silent for a few seconds and then asked, "Really? Don't make fun of your uncle about this."

"No kidding," Yan Hang cleared his throat, "Really."

Cui Yi said nothing, as if thinking.

"Uncle Cui, you said," Yan Hang put his leg on the coffee table, "can my dad accept this?"

"He doesn't accept the use of farts, and it's not him who has the final say," Cui Yi said. "You don't care if he can accept it."

"Then can he do it?" Yan Hang asked.

"Yes," Cui Yi said, "your dad has never seen anything, old fox."

"Well," Yan Hang smiled, "Then you can bring him a message for me after the Chinese New Year. I will write a letter, and you can bring it to him and show it to him. Actually, I also thought of saying it in person, but I In a hurry, and also feels a bit embarrassed. He used to take me to eavesdrop on the corners of people’s corners. It was men and women."

"...Your father, Yan Zhiyuan, is really unique." Cui Yi was speechless.

"Uncle Cui," Yan Hang said, "Can you accept it then?"

"Yes, what can't," Cui Yi said, "especially if your dad can't accept the crying and crying, I can still watch the show."

Yan Hang smiled and said nothing.

"Or I will show him the letter tomorrow," Cui Yi said. "How about making him have a bad year?"

"Are you two really buddies?" Yan Hang said, "It's really not that he cheated you. Are you looking for an opportunity to retaliate now?"

"Not a buddy," Cui Yi said bluntly, "he is not a buddy when I am going to the theater."

"Fuck." Yan Hang smiled.

"Don't worry," Cui Yi said, "I see the situation."

"Well, thank you Uncle Cui," Yan Hang said, "I will cook you a big meal tomorrow."

Yan Hang gave Cui Yi the letter he wrote to his father.

The letter was written like the last letter that Dad left him.

Enclosed in a letter, there is a piece of paper torn from a notebook with a few simple words written on it.

I have a boyfriend.

However, Cui Yi said that he wanted to watch the show and watched his father crying and crying. But when he went to the detention center on the 30th day, he still didn't mention it. He just chatted for a while, and when he came back, he gave him a package according to his father's request. I made a large New Year red envelope.

Cui Yi probably still thinks it is more appropriate to let his father know after the New Year.

Although Yan Hang felt that he didn't feel any pressure when he told his father about this matter, but he was slightly relieved when he knew that Cui Yi hadn't told his father on the New Year's Eve.

After all, it's a big deal. If Dad really can't accept it, this year will be really tough.

This year passed like a year, and Yan Hang arrived at the airport almost two hours in advance.

After spending almost three hours in a daze, I finally saw the information about the arrival of the plane on the first day of the new year.

"I'm out!" Called the first time in the first grade of junior high school.

"I have been standing at the exit for three hours," Yan Hang said, "legs are standing twice thick."

"I'll give it later, you pinch your leg." Chu Yi said with a smile.

"Legs are not enough." Yan Hang sighed.

"It's big, a lot of people," said the first day, "control one, a little bit."

"Hurry up," Yan Hang said, "Run out."

"Okay." The first day of the new year hung up the phone.

Within two minutes, Yan Hang saw the first day of the junior high school rushing out of it all the way.

Although life is like a year, Yan Hang still feels able to bear it these few days, and it is not too difficult, but when he saw the first year of the first year running out with the wind dragging the box, he suddenly felt that his whole body was transparent.

The mood rose, even the pores were opened, and a fresh breeze was blowing outward together.

On the first day of the new year, he stopped abruptly when he was two or three meters away from him, and then slid over on the smooth ground.

"Damn," Yan Hang looked down at his shoes, "What kind of shoes are you so non-slip."

"My grandfather, I bought them from the street stall. I bought the running shoes." The first day of the new year laughed so hard, "I didn't even dare to follow him when I fell or fell once a day."

Yan Hang followed for a long time, and after slowing down, he took an arm: "Come and hug it."

On the first day of the new year, he held him, tightened his arms very vigorously, buried his face in his neck and took two breaths: "Fragrant."

Yan Hang turned his head and kissed his ear quietly, "Do you miss me?"

"Yes," it was still buried in his neck on the first day of the junior high school, "I can't think about it, no, I'm afraid of talking in a dream, call your name, my dad listens and hears."

Yan Hang smiled: "As for?"

"As for," said the first day of the month, "unlike you, you still carry me live broadcast."

"You know all this." Yan Hang said.

"I saw it, it's here," said the first day.

"Have you seen it?" Yan Hang was stunned.

"Well," Chu nodded, "I haven't, I haven't watched it on my mobile phone, I've had your live broadcast."

"Then you didn't make a bubble either." Yan Hang sighed.

"Your live broadcast is really boring and boring," the first day of the junior high school also sighed, "There is no desire to bubble or bubble."

"Then what are your desires?" Yan Hang asked.

"...Guess." said the first day.

"I guess your girl's ass," Yan Hang patted his ass, "Let's go, the car is outside, and Lao Cui is going out later, so I have to return the car to him."

"Wait, one minute." said the first day.

"What's the matter?" Yan Hang asked.

On the first day of the new year, he gently pushed him: "Wait for me to calm down."

"Fuck," Yan Hang felt a certain fighting spirit, "Are you holding back."

"Yes." Chu nodded.

Originally, he was not so easily agitated. On the first day of the first day of the year, he closed his eyes and concentrated on the possible malfunction of the engine when the abnormal noise of the engine was back in his head.

After all, it's not a day or two to be fooling around with Yan Hang.

But he couldn't keep up with the information he had found out for himself some time ago. The moment he saw Yan Hang, they all bloomed, one by one.

After counting dozens of faults and troubleshooting methods, he finally calmed down on the first day of the junior high school, and released the arm that had been holding Yan Hang.

"Okay?" Yan Hang squinted and glanced at his crotch.

"Okay," the first one jumped twice, "go."

Back downstairs at Yan Hang's house, Cui Yi was already waiting downstairs. Seeing that he got out of the car on the first day of the new year, he first took a red envelope and handed it over: "Give me a New Year greeting."

"Uncle Cui, a good New Year, good luck." Chuyi said with a smile.

"Take it," Cui Yi put the red envelope in his hand, "I will prepare for an internship this year. I wish you a smooth job and earn money every day."

"Thank you Uncle Cui." The first day of the day happily accepted the red envelope.

The red envelope was very thick. He was a little surprised, but he didn't have the embarrassment to open it in front of Cui Yi.

It wasn't until Cui Yi drove away, and after he and Yan Hang entered the elevator together, he quickly opened the red envelope: "Why, it's so thick, is it all in one piece?"

Yan Hang smiled and said nothing.

"Damn!" After opening the red envelope and looking at the thick stack of one hundred yuan, she was shocked on the first day of the new year.

"That's right," Yan Hang said, "I am so old this year. You must be the same as me."

"Why?" On the first day of the new year, he was still surprised. His relationship with Cui Yi certainly couldn't be as deep as Yan Hang and Cui Yi.

"I'll tell you later," Yan Hang walked out of the elevator. "If you want to talk about this, it will delay business."

"What business?" He followed him on the first day of the month.

Yan Hang took out the key to open the door, turned around and dragged him into the room, kicked the suitcase aside with one foot, then kicked the door closed, and then grabbed his clothes and lifted him: "Fuck the dog."

He paused for a second in his breathing on the first day of junior high. When Yan Hang's hand touched his trousers, he held Yan Hang and pushed Yan Hang into the bedroom even after gnawing, touching and licking.

"Don't hit the dog." Lu Yi said, panting.

"Huh?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"I want to become an adult," said the first day of the new year.