Transmigrated to Twenty Years Ago and Adopted Myself

    Ji Linqiu seemed to be smoked by the butter hot pot, Jiang Wangyi acted like a spoiled child, and he agreed by accident.

    He had planned it for a long time, and he has been avoiding there, so as not to waste even a little bit of time.

    Sometimes the past and family are like a dark whirlpool, and if you get closer, even the light can be sucked away.

    As long as people go back there, they become grumpy, impatient, and difficult to communicate.

    Then fuse as one.

    Jiang Wang has no interest in folk activities such as the Chinese New Year. He simply couldn't see other people tossing Ji Linqiu.

    It doesn't count if you bully yourself if you have nothing to do.

    Jiang Wang has only two life philosophies, 'Don't be tangled when you encounter problems' and 'If you have problems, just do it'.

    Ji Changxia hardly believed that this matter was solved so easily.

    She lowered her head and ate a small bowl of fresh tripe that was so spicy that it turned black, and there was almost no sweat on her forehead.

    Until the end of the meal, as if the remarks were finally loaded, he suddenly stood up and raised his glass.

    "Brother Jiang, I toast to you! Really, thank you very much!"

    Jiang Wang couldn't laugh or cry, and put the mouth of the cup very low.

    "At the time of Chinese New Year, I'm going to come to disturb you. Thank you in advance."

    Ji Changxia didn't stay much in Hongcheng, as if she was afraid of causing trouble to them.

    Ji Linqiu originally planned to take her around the next day, go to Jiang Wang Bookstore for a cup of coffee and buy books. The text message told him to eat on time and take care of himself.

    Ji Linqiu found that her sister was walking in a hurry, and her expression was not relieved.

    He stood at the door of the empty guest room for a long time, as if he was trying to save something, but he missed it again.

    Strangely, Jiang Wang was also gone.

    This weekend, it stands to reason that Jiang Wang will work and sleep until the sky is dark.

    Ji Linqiu originally thought he was sending Ji Changxia off, but it wasn't until half past twelve that the man came back humming a little tune.

    "Xingwang and I have eaten, and the kitchen has soup for you."

    Ji Linqiu didn't see anything wrong with him at first glance, but only then did he see the man's ears with a touch of golden light shining through his eyes.

    "You... got your ears pierced?"

    Jiang Wang walked towards him a few steps, and propped his hands forward in a showy way, his handsome face immediately drew closer.

    "He's handsome."

    He put a bone ring on the pinna of his left ear. The pure gold ring went through the cartilage for half a circle, and it would shake slightly when he moved.

    The man's skin is wheatish, and his temperament is like a wild horse.

    If ordinary people wear pure gold jewelry, they will make their skin color black and yellow, as if they are always a bit vulgar.

     But Jiang Wang's left ear is decorated with a gold ring, which makes him look more noble.

    The light in her eyes is bright when she smiles.

    Peng Xingwang was cleaning the cupboards in the kitchen, and rushed out to take a look.

    "Wow - brother, don't you feel pain!"

    "It's easy to get infected when it's hot," Ji Linqiu confirmed whether he bought the ointment: "Be careful of inflamed things."

    "It's in a regular hospital, ... that's not the point." Jiang Wang didn't wait for him to praise himself, and moved forward again: "Praise me for being handsome, hurry up."

    Ji Linqiu was relieved, and laughed, "I didn't expect you to play so much in the early morning."

    "It's really handsome." He felt that something in his heart was disturbed again, and he calmly suppressed the strange feeling when he spoke: "Gold matches you very well."

    Peng Xingwang stood on tiptoe to see, Jiang Wang bent down quite cooperatively.

    "It's so beautiful," the child remembered something, and was a little sad: "But then you can't come and pick me up."

    Jiang Wang did not understand the logic of these two things.

    "Mr. Xu is our head teacher. She hates adults wearing jewelry to get their ears pierced, especially for men." Peng Xingwang said sullenly, "If you wear this, she will Will say you're a bum, a social bastard, a **** gay."

    Breath stops slightly in the coming autumn.

    Before he gave any more reaction, Jiang Wang laughed again: "What Teacher Xu said must be right."

    Peng Xingwang had never been asked such a question before, and said after a while, "But there was a ragged old man in the city who liked to wear skirts and hairpins, and many fathers and mothers who played cards said that about him. "

    Jiang Wang squatted down and looked at him, patiently asked: "When the old man is not wearing a skirt, will those who talk take special care of him?"

    "Well, no, you're still very welcome."

    "Then he wears a skirt, will he hurt other people and be locked up?"

    "I don't think so."

    "So, why can't he dress himself up better?"

    Jiang Wang touched his ear ring in front of Peng Xingwang, his smile still bright.

    "Brother is a very narcissistic person."

     "My brother wants to go out every day shining brightly, everyone sees me and praises that President Jiang is so **** handsome."

    After saying that, he looked up at Ji Linqiu, who could only be pressed and repeated.

    “…Mr. Jiang, you are so handsome.”

    "Look, Teacher Ji is convinced by my appearance." Jiang Wang was very satisfied with the praise, patted Peng Xingwang on the shoulder and said, "When you become an adult, you will love to slap in the ear. Just a few holes, and you can dye your hair like a green onion."

    Peng Xingwang seemed to understand, and looked up at Teacher Ji again.

    Then there was a little more longing in her eyes.

    "If Mr. Ji wears earrings, it must be very beautiful."

    For fear that Ji Linqiu would misunderstand him, he quickly added: "TV stars are like this! There will be a beautiful little gem in the earlobe!"

    Ji Linqiu made this plan a long time ago, and laughed helplessly: "Male teachers are not allowed to wear ear studs, if I have my ears pierced now, I have to wear something to keep my ears pierced. Healing, so unlikely."

    "Then you can also wear ear clips." Jiang Wang didn't take it seriously: "Let's go, I'll accompany you to pick."

    Peng Xingwang played in the living room for a while and then went upstairs to spread the quilt. The two adults acquiesced to his simple idea of ​​paying the rent by labor and stayed in the living room to take medicine.

    The hospital gave the corresponding disinfectant spray and two tubes of ointment, which need to be applied three times a day.

    Ji Linqiu applied medicine to the students several times before, and thought this kind of trivial matter was just a handy help.

    It wasn't until Jiang Wang took off the bone ring and sat in front of him that he realized that he couldn't do anything.

    Jiang Wang is fragrant.

    This fragrance does not come from laundry detergent, body wash or shampoo.

    It's the hormonal smell of a twenty-seven-year-old man.

    He could smell the light mint aroma of his aftershave, the warmth of his body as if embraced by the sun

     Son.

    Even after smoking yesterday, the slightly bitter taste on the collar side has not completely dissipated.

    Every strand is swaying like a swimming fish, making it unnatural for Ji Linqiu to breathe.

    He shouldn't be so close to a man. He seems to be too sensitive to his hormones.

    "Huh? Can't find a place." Jiang Wang turned his back to Ji Linqiu and touched his ear with his fingertips: "Here."

    Ji Linqiu lowered her head and took the cotton swab, regretting moving here.

    He should continue to live alone.

    Spray once, then smear back and forth.

    Ji Linqiu deliberately distanced herself and bent over to paint him, not wanting to have physical contact with Jiang Wang anymore.

    "You can support my shoulders." Jiang Wang looked back and found that Ji Linqiu was hesitating, and puffed up his bun face and dragged his voice: "Mr. Ji - how familiar we are, are you still? Don't worry about that."

    Every time he acts like a spoiled child, he is as childish as Peng Xingwang.

    Ji Linqiu sighed in her heart, feeling a headache for the straight man's thick nerves.

    "Don't move, be careful I pierce your ear with a cotton swab."

    Jiang Wang obediently remained motionless, playing with the golden bone ring with his fingertips, watching its luster sway to and fro.

    "It took me more than an hour to pick this one." He whispered: "I'm afraid you will laugh at me if I pick it too ugly."

    "Why are you laughing at you?" Ji Linqiu turned his attention to the wound on his ear and carefully wiped the red area with the edge of the cotton swab.

    Jiang forgot to speak after a while, his voice a little green.

    "Because... I've always envied you."

    "Mr. Ji is very good-looking, can sing and play guitar, and speak English well."

    "I have read a lot of books, and I understand everything."

    "I've been thinking about it, I have to clean up myself a little better, so I can add extra points."

    When he said these thoughts, like a high school student, with some awe for Teacher Ji.

    He is also like an adult who wants to stand beside Ji Linqiu, unobtrusive and serious.

    Ji Linqiu put down the cotton swab and packed several medicines into the medicine box.

    "You have good taste." He motioned for him to put the ring back on and look in the mirror again.

    "I said before that there is a small mole on the side of your neck near the earlobe. If you don't look carefully, it seems like it was deliberately dotted there."

    "If you make a hole in the earlobe, it will not look good. Now it is just right."

    Jiang Wang whistled and came back.

    "I'll take you to get one tomorrow."

    "No, you have to wait until next summer to come."

    Jiang Wang responded with a sound, reached out to touch his right ear, and swayed his palm with a thin callus from the wing of the ear.

    "Your earlobes are round and fit."

    Ji Linqiu's blood seemed to be overcharged in an instant, and he looked up at him as if he was pinned in place.

    Men are still considering whether stud earrings or earrings are more suitable.

    Ji Linqiu once again forced himself to filter out the excess emotions.

    His instinct seemed to be finally awakened.

    He is telling himself that the man on the opposite side is exactly within the range of his preferences, and he can completely like him.

    With love, with desire, with all nasty and lewd thoughts.

    "I went upstairs first, Xingwang is waiting for me to move things together."

    Jiang Wang got up, took the medicine box and put it back in the storage cabinet, and waved: "Let's eat grilled razor for dinner? I'll drive, you treat me~"

    Ji Linqiu retracted her gaze and whispered, "Forget it."

    "There is still work to do, so go ahead."

    He dared not look him in the eyes.

    -2-

    The bookstore has been in trouble recently.

    —Coffee is not selling well.

    Boss Jiang is not an absolute pursuit of interests, so she put this issue on hold for a long time.

    Until one day, I compared the bill and found that the coffee beans that were shipped three months ago are now half left.

    "Only high school students like to drink two cups. Now junior high school students and elementary school students like to drink milk tea and buy more desserts." The staff on duty explained: "Other people in the city think coffee is bitter and drink it well. few."

    …It may not be time for this culture to be marketed.

    Just like avocados are smashed by advertisements, Double Eleven was not a shopping festival at first, and coffee was still a few people's pastime in 2006.

    Isn’t it delicious to drink tea?

    Boss Jiang reflected on his inertial thinking and instructed the internal staff to bring the menu back and change it again.

    "Chocolate Melaleuca and Mango Melaleuca, and sell some soufflés."

    This dessert is very popular with little girls, and the ingredients are cheap and easy to make, so there is no loss.

    The employee in charge of the record was blank.

    "The puff pastry? Lay the puff pastry with scallion oil earlier?"

    "What?"

    Jiang Wang is a little disgusted: "You can search online, don't ask me anything."

    The staff came back after a while.

    "Boss, after checking, there really isn't any."

    Jiang Wang wondered if you were kidding me, and checked in front of him.

    As of now, there are only three related search records, and it's an unrelated personality test. There's really no such thing as a practice.

    Boss Jiang was hit by the time difference for the first time.

    No, 2006 information is so blocked.

    …So this dessert only became popular after 2010?

    "I'll look back." He coughed: "You go and do other things first."

    There must be an extranet. I will ask Mr. Ji to help translate it. I will do it myself first and then teach the staff.

    Boss Jiang is inexplicably confident in his cooking ability, so he turned around and left work early to pick up the children from school.

    There are hawkers at the school gate selling grasshopper cages with bamboo poles.

    The rush will become brownish yellow after drying, tough and hard, and it can be twisted into an octagonal grass cage after a few bends.

    A large number of grasshopper cages were tied to the poles like bells, and the sound came like a tide.

    Jiang Wang almost forgot that there was such a gadget before, so he specifically asked the price.

    "Three dollars a! Five dollars two!"

    The first batch of children just came out of school early, and they rushed to buy when they heard the sound.

    Jiang Wang bought one with money and walked in with the rush knot.

    Peng Xingwang just walked out of the class, when he saw him, he was stunned and laughed quickly.

    "Brother."

    "Mr. Ji is not in your class today? Let's wait for him."

    The two stood by the corridor on the first floor and waited quietly.

    Jiang Wang played with this octagonal cage fresh, and after a while he remembered that it was a small gift for the stars, and put the cage in his hand.

    "Like it?"

    He's worried about it

    I screamed in the middle of the night to disturb the people, and specially warned: "You go back and put the small cage on the west balcony of the third floor, and you can live for a long time with a few leaves every day."

    The child picked up the grass cage, flipped through it curiously, and said thank you.

    Jiang Wang smelled something wrong again.

    The kid didn't jump today.

    The spirit seems to be okay, but it is estimated that there is still something wrong.

     Raising a child is like drawing a lottery every day.

    Ji Linqiu just came down with a bag, and saw one big and one small waiting beside the stairs.

    "Brother Jiang...are you waiting for me?"

    Ji Linqiu had nothing to do with him, so he also held Peng Xingwang on the other side, and whispered, "There's no need to wait for me, sometimes I have to work late."

    Jiang Wang suddenly turned to look at his eyes.

    "Mr. Ji is shy?"

    Ji Linqiu glared at him.

    Peng Xingwang didn't say much until he got in the car.

    Jiang Wang had been trying to calm down the atmosphere just now, and only when the car started slowly did he ask him what happened.

    Children are conflicted.

    "I don't think I should have said it," he tangled: "...it's my own provocation."

    Although school teachers are strictly guarded, some children always like to bully people in groups.

    Peng Xingwang bullied Peng Xingwang before, and then began to laugh at another little girl who stuttered.

    Several boys and girls would circle around during class, imitate her speech with exaggerated expressions and actions, and then call her nicknames loudly around her.

    "I... I tried to stop them in the past." Peng Xingwang whispered, "Maybe I shouldn't provoke them."

    Ji Linqiu's class today is in the next class, and her eyes turn cold when she hears the sound.

    He first observed Xingwang for scars, and then asked what happened.

    "They dare not hit me because they are afraid of Big Brother." The child sighed, inexplicably a little mature.

    "Then began to sing "Only Mommy" around me."

    Only a mother is good in the world, a child without a mother is like a grass. Leaving the arms of my mother, where can I find happiness.

    Children look pure, good is pure good, evil will be naked evil.

    Jiang Wang's eyes sank, and a pain point in his heart was also stepped on.

    Who wrote this stupid nursery rhyme?

    "I wanted to explain that my mother is actually always there, and I will go to Cizhou to see her on the eleventh." Peng Xingwang said softly: "I am afraid I will say more, they have more Talk a lot."

    Jiang Wang really wanted to teach Peng Xingwang to scold him back.

    But he didn't want to make him mean too.

    Ji Linqiu suddenly said, "Turn around."

    "U-turn?"

    "Mr. Xu hasn't left yet, she stays late every day."

    At this moment, the car has already driven to the gate of the community, and Ji Linqiu re-fastened the seat belt.

    "Let's find her."

    Jiang Wang is not sure about the consequences of doing so, but still chooses to trust him.

    Peng Xingwang suddenly panicked.

    "Are you going to find a teacher?" He said uneasy: "Will it make things bigger? I don't actually take this to heart, or just let it pass. ."

    Ji Linqiu reached out and touched the child's head.

    "Xingxing, some things need to be solved by adults."

    "You can't take responsibility for everything."

    Peng Xingwang's hair is fluffy and soft, and feels like a fluffy chick.

     Mrs. Xu really stayed in the office to change her homework, and the dishes in the insulated lunch box next to her were already cold.

    She raised her head when she heard the knock on the door, her eyes first stayed on Jiang Wang's ear for a few seconds, showing a disapproving expression.

    "What?"

    Ji Linqiu walked in with Peng Xingwang and explained what happened before and after.

    The old lady was also annoyed by the children and her nerves became thicker, she rubbed her forehead and said, "It's too much, I'll ask them to come over tomorrow to apologize."

    Peng Xingwang wanted to nod subconsciously, but was blocked by Ji Linqiu.

    "I know you work hard, but Mr. Xu, if you don't talk about some things, it's just appeasement."

    He rarely used such a serious tone, and the aura of the whole person was unconsciously opened.

    "This has happened more than once."

    “Every class will have vulnerable children, sick, divorced, too fat or too thin, too smart or not smart, after they bully one, there will always be another.”

    "Mr. Xu, I don't need to say more."

    Jiang Wang has never seen such a teacher Ji.

    Mr. Ji always seems to never fight or grab, nor get angry.

    This is the first time his edge has appeared at work.

    Old Mrs. Xu put down her reading glasses and read Ji Linqiu up and down again.

    She spoke slowly.

    "You think I should get involved in this trivial matter?"

    Ji Linqiu did not retreat, but looked directly into the eyes of the senior.

    "You should."

    "It's just that nothing major has happened yet, Teacher Xu."

    The old lady finally heard the meaning of the warning and said after a while that she knew, indicating that they could leave.

    The next day, the class really had a class meeting, and invited a few thorns to the podium, all the old accounts were liquidated, and the chickens and monkeys were killed.

    The old lady can't lose her temper, but when she is cynical, she can also make people unable to lift their heads.

    "Don't apologize to Peng Xingwang."

    "You should apologize to your classmates, you should apologize to all the classmates you have laughed at."

    Several boys and girls were trained to be disheartened, and in the end they all bowed to admit their mistakes.

    After Peng Xingwang went through this, it wasn't his pride that was impacted.

    Children seem to be suddenly opened up, and they trust adults more.

    As if she had finally stepped out of the wilderness of isolation and helplessness, she was trying to hold the hands of more people.

    When the news came back to Jiang Wang's ears, he was waiting next to Ji Linqiu for the translation of the dessert recipe.

    Ji Linqiu printed out the information on the Internet, and translated it line by line with the pen that changed the homework. The handwriting is clear and powerful, and it is beautiful without knowing it.

    Jiang Wang was originally reading his words, and his eyes fell on Teacher Ji's eyelashes.

    When Ji Linqiu is docile, it looks particularly easy to bully.

    Like a fluffy white rabbit, it doesn't seem to make a sound when it bites down.

    Jiang Wang moved his Adam's apple and was hooked

    Tickle.

    He suddenly wanted to touch Ji Linqiu's beautiful ears, just like rubbing his favorite rabbit.

    "What are you staring at me for?"

    "A little surprised." Jiang Wang leaned to the side to watch the steps he wrote about making crepes, and said slowly, "I always thought you were afraid of Mrs. Xu."

    Don't say whether Ji Linqiu is afraid or not, Jiang Wang has been afraid since he was a child, and every day he goes to the office, he is five steps away from this cool old lady, never too close.

    "Well, it's scary. She's also very strict with her colleagues."

    "Then...why did you bring a star to see her?"

    Ji Linqiu's nib paused, then resumed writing after a while.

    350ml milk, two eggs.

    30 grams of sugar, 130 grams of low-gluten flour.

    "I still hope that Xingwang can believe that there is order in this world."

    When Ji Linqiu spoke again, his voice was cold and low, and every word was beautiful.

     "I hope he doesn't carry everything by himself, and live a little more like a child."

    "...that's how I love him."

    Jiang Wang mumbled, and leaned his head against his arm without making a sound.

    In fact, she hides her face under her arms and smiles quietly.