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Tong Xuelu returned home and found that the atmosphere was a little different from usual.

Tong Jiaxin sat against the wall with his arms in his arms, as if he was angry with someone. Tong Jiaming sat in front of him, his face was not very good.

Tong Mianmian's big eyes are watery, and she can usually see her eyes bend into crescents when she comes back, but at this time she is full of worries.

She looked at the second brother, then turned to look at the third brother, her big eyes flickered: "Second brother, third brother, don't quarrel, just give you candy."

She stuffed the toffee in her hand into the hands of her two older brothers, but Tong Jiaxin, who is usually greedy, didn't take it this time.

Tong Jiaming touched her head and said softly, "Brother didn't quarrel, you can eat the candy yourself."

"Yes, you guys have quarrels!"

Tong Mianmian stubbornly wants to stuff the candy into their hands. In her little man's heart, as long as she eats her candy, the brothers will be happy, and then they won't fight anymore.

"What happened?"

Tong Xuelu took down the military bag and put it on the table and asked.

Tong Mianmian kicked his short legs and ran over: "Sister, second brother and third brother quarreled, and third brother hurt his head."

Tong Xuelu picked her up and walked towards Tong Jiaxin: "Why did you hurt your head? Did you hit it yourself, or something happened?"

Tong Jiaxin, who had been silent against the wall, suddenly turned around and stared at her with red eyes: "Don't worry about it!"

Tong Mianmian was taken aback, her little lips flattened, and she cried: "You are bad brother, you can't talk to sister like this!"

Tong Jiaxin shouted with puffed eyes: "She is your sister, but not my sister. Who wants her to be nosy!"

After speaking, he turned and ran out of the living room, and then there was a heavy door closing sound from the other side of the room.

After Tong Jiaxin left, the living room was quiet for a few seconds.

Tong Jiaming and Tong Mianmian looked at Tong Xuelu with four eyes at the same time, both with worry and caution.

"Sister, sorry, third brother is bad, sister is not angry."

The little dumpling is a small person, but he knows that his sister has been wronged.

At the same time, she was also faintly worried that her sister would scold the third brother. She didn't want her sister to quarrel with the third brother, so she apologized for the third brother.

Tong Jiaming pursed his lips, and said dryly: "Jia Xin, he doesn't know what's wrong."

If he changed to the former Tong Xuelu, he would have pulled his face down long ago.

Since you think I'm nosy, then I don't bother to care about you.

But having experienced so many things in her previous life, the first thing she learned was to calm down when things happened.

Tong Jiaxin is a bear kid, but he has to be measured.

When she returned to Tong's house on the first day, the two brothers had opinions on her in their hearts, but in that situation, Tong Jiaxin did not make her face-to-face ugly.

Although up to now, he still doesn't want to call her sister, but he will do everything she says and arranges.

Therefore, he suddenly made this move today, it should be something that happened to him, and it is probably related to her.

When Tong Jiaxin turned around just now, she also saw the wound on his forehead, no bleeding, but a large bruise.

Was it bullied at school?

Thinking of this, Tong Xuelu frowned.

School violence exists no matter what age it is, and it will not happen because of the simplicity of people in this age.

On the contrary, the simpler the person, the more terrible it is to bully others.

Tong Xuelu watched Tong Mian's small mouth flattened, as if she wanted to cry without crying, so she calmed her down first: "Sister is not angry, sister is thinking about things, have you eaten?"

The little dumpling nodded his head, and said with a grinning voice: "I have eaten it, the dishes made by my second brother are not as delicious as my sister's."

Tong Xuelu couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, and the little man actually learned to pick and choose.

She squeezed her nose, put her down and said, "Go and play by yourself. My sister has something to tell your second brother."

Tong Mianmian tilted his head for a moment, then kicked his short legs to find Tong Jiaxin.

"When did you discover Charles Schwab was injured?"

Tong Jia frowned and frowned: "I asked him when school was over, but he didn't say."

Tong Xuelu thought for a while and said: "Then you don't ask him again later, you go to school to find out tomorrow, and pay more attention to the end of get out of class time to see if someone is bullying him."

Tong Jiaming nodded: "Okay."

In fact, she didn't say, he plans to do the same tomorrow.

Tong Xuelu nodded, stood up and prepared to boil water for a bath, and suddenly heard Tong Jiaming say: "Aren't you angry?"

Tong Xue said with green tea angrily: "Don't be angry, because you are all my younger brothers, I came back to protect you!"

Tong Jiaming's heart seemed to be pinched, sour and sour.

He lowered his eyes and made no sound.

Tong Xuelu's red lips tickled: "By the way, what does Charles Schwab's favorite eat?"

Tong Jiaming didn't expect that she would ask this, and was taken aback: "Jiaxin, he likes to eat meat and noodles with scallion sauce."

In fact, Jiaxin Tong likes their mother's scallion sauce noodles the most, but they can't eat it anymore.

Tong Xuelu nodded, turned around and went out to boil water for a bath.

Tong Jiaxin didn't come out again until he went to bed.

The next day, Tong Xuelu got up an hour earlier than usual to get up to cook.

She plans to make a scallion noodles for Tong Jiaxin's bear child.

In her previous life, she had a good-looking girlfriend with excellent family conditions and a warm family relationship, but she was always lacking in security. She didn't understand it at first. Later, she heard that she was the second child in the family and was ignored by her family since she was a child.

Her eldest brother is the first child in the family, who is much concerned and loved. The younger sister is younger than her and the last child of her parents. It is the least concerned one.

She thinks Tong Jiaxin should feel the same way, so she plans to give him a little warmth and love today.

Tong Xuelu pours the flour into the basin, puts a little salt in, knead the dough with cold water, and then covers it with a cloth to wake up the noodles.

The key to scallion oil noodles is scallion oil. She washes the scallions, cuts the scallions into sections, and cuts the scallions into chopped green onions.

Cut the cucumber that I brought back from the state-run hotel last night into shredded cucumbers.

Put the cold oil in the pot, throw the green onion into a low heat when the oil is hot, and boil it until the green onion turns brown, now soy sauce and salt, then add a spoonful of sugar and stir, and the fragrance will soon come out.

Finally, the green onion segments that have changed color are taken out, and the scallion oil is made.

At this moment the noodles were also awake, she made the dough into ramen noodles, and then put them in the pot to cook, and then put it in cold water after cooking.

When the noodles were cooked, Tong Jiaming and others just got up.

After Tong Jiaxin woke up, he was no longer angry, but rather regretted that he lost his temper last night.

But if he was asked to apologize, he couldn't say it.

He took a peek at Tong Jiaming and found that Tong Jiaming was looking over. He immediately tilted his head and pretended to be looking at the ceiling.

Tong Jiaming said: "Get up quickly to wash and eat."

Tong Jiaxin said nothing.

Tong Jiaming didn't scold him either, and turned around and went out.

After Tong Jiaming went out, Tong Jiaxin sat up and scratched his head in annoyance, turning his hair into a chicken nest.

As soon as Tong Jiaming walked out of the room, he smelled an overbearing fragrance coming from the kitchen.

It smells like scallion oil.

He suddenly remembered what Tong Xuelu asked him last night, and he moved quickly and walked towards the kitchen.

The closer he gets to the kitchen, the richer the smell, and his stomach can't help but gurgling hunger.

Tong Xuelu looked up just in time to see him coming: "You just came here, the scallion noodles are ready, you can go to the living room to eat."

Tong Jiaming looked at the fragrant scallion noodles on the stovetop, and the sour and swelling feeling of last night came again.

With a "um", he picked up two bowls of scallion noodles and went to the living room.

When he walked through the room, Jiaxin Tong just came out of the room.

Seeing the scallion noodles, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly forgot to be awkward and happy: "Second brother, did you make this? How did you know that I want to eat the scallion noodles?"

Tong Jiaming glanced at him: "I didn't make it, she made it. She asked you what you like to eat last night, and I told her you like to eat noodles with scallion sauce."

Tong Jiaxin's eyes widened, as if he couldn't understand this, and he didn't seem to believe it.

Tong Jiaming didn't say a word, and went to the living room with the noodles.

Tong Jiaxin stood there for a while before going to the yard to wash his face and brush his teeth.

When brushing his teeth, his eyes fell on the other side of the kitchen from time to time. When he saw Tong Xuelu's figure in the window, he immediately lowered his head like a small animal that had been found.

Tong Xuelu guessed that Tong Jiaxin would be awkward. Instead of going to the living room to eat, he wiped out the scallion noodles in the kitchen, and then went to ask Tong Mianmian to get up.

Tong Jiaxin was worried that it would be embarrassing to wait for the meeting. He didn't want to touch him until he went to school.

Unable to explain why, he felt a little lost and uncomfortable.

**

Tong Xuelu took Tong Mianmian to the Wei family and returned the flour he bought from the supply and marketing cooperative yesterday to the Wei family.

Suddenly, she remembered the piece of "Qing Liang" that Wen Rugui gave her, and asked: "By the way, Grandma Shen, is there anyone you know who can make clothes?"

Shen Wanrong: "What? Do you want to make clothes?"

Tong Xuelu nodded: "Well, I have a piece of'Qingliang' cloth in my hand. I want to make it into a skirt, but I don't know how to make it myself."

Nowadays, private business is not allowed. Most people either go to the department store to buy ready-made clothes or do it by themselves. However, some tailors will secretly take care of a little private work, but this requires an introduction by an acquaintance to find someone.

Shen Wanrong smiled and said: "Then you have found the right person. I made all the clothes in my house."

Tong Xuelu's eyes lit up: "Really? Grandma Shen used to be so good at craftsmanship. I thought you bought all your clothes at a department store!"

The smile in Shen Wanrong's eyes grew stronger: "It was all made by me. I have a sewing machine at home. Bring the cloth back and I will make it for you."

"Thank you Grandma Shen, but I usually don't have time until after get off work at night."

Work in state-owned hotels is very easy, but one of the downsides is that there are three hundred and sixty-five days a year, except for the New Year holidays, almost all year round.

Shen Wanrong smiled and said: "It's okay, you can come over when you get off work."

Tong Xuelu thanked her again and again, and then said goodbye to her and Tong Mianmian to go to work.

When Tong Jiaming went to school, he kept thinking about Tong Jiaxin. He was distracted several times in class and was criticized by the teacher by name.

After class, he rushed to the lower grades.

He didn't go directly to Tong Jiaxin's class, but looked around for people to inquire and inquire.

It's just that this kind of thing is hard to inquire. People who know Tong Jiaxin don't know about it, and people who don't know Tong Jiaxin don't even know what happened.

I asked several people, but there were no clues at all.

There is not much time between classes, and he can't spend it here all the time. He is going to go to the toilet and then go back to class.

Unexpectedly, when I walked to the toilet, I suddenly heard a voice coming from behind the toilet.

"Tong Jiaxin, you're a bastard, didn't you say you were going to tell the teacher? Why didn't you go?"

"Of course it's because of him. If he dares to go, I will eat all the toilet shit!"

"Hahaha...you are too disgusting! But you just reminded me, you go to the toilet and get some shit, I want to feed him!"

Tong Jiaming was furious, his hands clenched into fists, and the veins on his forehead and the back of his hands were all exposed.

He ran towards the back of the toilet, and then saw Tong Jiaxin being pressed against the wall of the toilet by a few boys, his mouth was stuffed with a shoe and he couldn't make a sound.

In addition to his forehead, there were several more scars on his face.

With a "buzz" in Tong Jiaming's mind, the line of reason broke instantly.

He flushed and rushed over and kicked the sharp-mouthed boy's ass.

The sharp-mouthed boy did not expect that someone would sneak attack him from behind. He leaped forward and hit the wall.

There was a tingling pain in his mouth and nose, his nose was sour and swollen, and a stream of heat gushed out.

He stretched out his hand, damn, he bleeds!

The sharp-mouthed boy cursed a foul language, turned around and rushed over to twist with Tong Jiaming.

The other two boys reacted and immediately joined the fight.

Tong Jiaxin had been caught just now and couldn't move his hands. At this moment, he saw three people beating his second brother alone. He took out the shoes from his mouth and threw them at those people, and quickly joined the fight.

Several people played inextricably and quickly attracted the attention of others.

Someone immediately reported to the teacher.

Then the teachers came, and several people were separated and taken to the office.

Ma Mei is the head teacher of Tong Jiaxin and the cousin of the sharp-mouthed boy.

Seeing her nephew was beaten with a bruised nose and swollen nose, her nose was still bleeding, her finger poked Tong Jiaming's face: "Fortunately, you are a senior student, and you are actually bullying the younger with a big deal. I think you don't want to go to school anymore!"

Tong Jiaming said with a cold face: "They bullied my brother first! Teacher, why don't you criticize them?"

Ma Mei sneered: "Why don't you think about it, why do they bully your brother if they don't bully others?"