I seem to have a crush on the little follower

The next day, Tang Le woke up just after dawn. He put his arms over his eyes to block the sunlight falling from outside the curtains.

In the middle of the night last night, the day finally couldn't hold on to the sweltering heat of the afternoon. It rained a little. Although it wasn't too much, the heat was dissipated. The air was full of fresh earthy smells, the light blue sky, and some flowers. Green quilts are hung between the floors, adding some color to the gray-toned Sanliu Lane.

Tang Le sat up in a daze, and reached out to touch the clothes at the end of the bed, but his hands touched the rough quilt, and after rubbing for a long time, he couldn't find any trace of the clothes.

Only then did Tang Le open his eyes, but he couldn't find any clothes within his sight range.

He cleared his throat, and shouted to the grandma who was standing outside the door and was about to leave: "Grandma, where are my clothes?"

There was a scolding sound from outside the door: "Don't you know how to take your own clothes in the cabinet? Do you need to ask me?!"

Tang Le said: "No, it's the one I wore yesterday."

"Oh, I looked dirty, so I threw it in a basin to soak, remember to wash it when you come back, don't get bored and grow hair!"

"Oh alright."

Tang Le sighed, got out from under the thin blanket with his bare legs, and found another suit of fairly neat clothes from the closet. Just as he raised one foot and put it into the bottom of his trousers, he let out a scream.

"What's wrong! What are you shouting so early in the morning!" Grandma threw the mat impatiently.

"It's okay, I'm sick."

Tang Le replied in a panic, while pushing open the door of the toilet where only one person could stand, he saw yesterday's clothes lying quietly in the water, with bubbles of washing powder bubbling on them.

Tang Le suddenly had one head and two big ones. He squatted down, rubbed and scratched his hair in pain, and said softly, "This is over..."

He stretched out his hand to lift his trousers out of the water, and the wet water immediately splashed down, splashing his trouser legs. He quickly groped in his trouser pocket, and after a long while, he took out a ball of white flowers from it with his right hand.

It was the ball of paper.

The note had been soaked to the point of disfigurement. Although the shape could still be barely recognized, after carefully unfolding it, the words written in pencil on it had already been washed away.

Annoyed, Tang Le smashed the ball back into the water basin, and sank to the bottom with a slight "boom".

He lowered his head, clamped his head between his knees as hard as he could, and clenched his hands into fists, digging out a red mark on the palm of his hand, as if it was about to break open.

Tang Le didn't have a good memory, but he only read half of it yesterday, and now he only remembers the word "Tang Hai".

Although his mother didn't tell him why, she intuitively told him that the meaning of this note was very important. What mother wanted him to know but kept absolutely secret must be related to his mother, grandma, or...

It is also related to myself.

Tang Le regretted it to the extreme, why didn't he hide the note in the middle of the schoolbag together with the receipt yesterday, and now he can only watch it being turned into a meaningless ball of rotten paper.

Tang Le had been in a daze for the whole week. He didn't even hear Zhao Qian calling him when school was over. Finally, he was patted on the shoulder before he realized it.

After getting along with the classmates during this period of time, Tang Le didn't get along with others like others. He was a dead face, and he didn't take the initiative to make friends. Although Tian Kewei would chat with him occasionally, But his indifference made the delicate young lady really unbearable, so in the end, only this silly Zhao Qian was still around him every day, so he was happy to chat with Zhao Qian.

"What's the matter with you, it's like taking drugs these days." Zhao Qian walked to his side, holding the newly issued school uniform in his arms, and turned to look at him: "The school uniform doesn't fit?"

Tang Le waved his hand, and he found a reason for himself: "It's okay, I'm thinking about the monthly exam, and I'm a little afraid that I won't do well in the exam."

"Really? I think you are very studious." Zhao Qian said.

"Study is not worth talent. I'm from the mountains. I only had two years in junior high school. I can't pass them at all." Tang Le lowered his head slightly, and the wind brushed his bangs, and he narrowed his eyes.

"Ah?" Zhao Qian exclaimed, "Where are you from?"

"Five Dragon Mountain." Tang Le looked at him and raised his eyebrows for no reason.

Hearing the sound, Zhao Qian was so surprised that he almost wanted to hug Tang Le. He said excitedly, "My mother, fellow villager! Which village are you in?"

Tang Le was taken aback when he heard the sound. He didn't expect Zhao Qian to be his fellow villager, and he became a little excited. He suppressed his emotions: "Xinglin Village."

"Hi, I'm from Zhaojiagang, across the whole Wulong Mountain!" Zhao Qian smiled, his dark skin made his teeth extraordinarily white.

One of Zhaojiagang and Xinglin Village is on the south slope of the mountain, and the other is on the north slope. In addition, there will be some wild boars running around in the forest at night. When crossing the main road, they will bypass each other.

"People say that the boys from Beipo are white and handsome, and it seems to be true." Zhao Qian looked at him with a simple smile.

Tang Le just smiled, not embarrassed to take this sentence.

Zhao Qian didn't care about it, and spread his hands helplessly: "But it's true, the students in the provincial capital eat well, dress well, and the school teaches well, so they don't have inherent advantages. Oh, yes, today When the flag was raised, awards were given to the top three finishers in last year's Taekwondo competition. I heard from Tian Kewei that the champion was still the first in the second year of high school. Tell me, what can we do about his morality, intelligence, physique, and beauty."

Taekwondo champion?

Tang Le has been distracted for several days. Standing on the playground, his eyes were dazed, and he didn't pay attention to the awards ceremony this morning.

He casually asked, "Who is the champion?"

"Zhou Fan." Zhao Qian bumped him with an elbow: "I don't know if you still remember, it was the one who ran to the principal to make trouble at the beginning of school, and was called to the rostrum to conduct a review. "

Tang Le was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that, according to Zhou Fan's behavior, he would go out early and return late every day to sell skewers, and he would be number one in his grade.

Zhao Qian thought he didn't know who Zhou Fan was, and continued: "Tsk, you have a memory, you are a sophomore in high school, you are tall, you walk with the wind, and you look fierce."

"He's not fierce." Tang Le blurted out.

Zhao Qian was stunned for a moment: "So you know each other."

Only then did Tang Le come to his senses, and said awkwardly, "It's not considered acquaintance, neighbor."

"Oh, that's it." Zhao Qian nodded without thinking too much.

Yes, he and Zhou Fan, who sounds like a legend, are neighbors at best. If there is a relationship to be added, it should be the relationship between the creditor and the debtor.

Tang Le didn't know why he was going crazy that day, so he agreed inexplicably, and left a picture of his back coolly, and ran away without saying anything, maybe because he instinctively wanted to repay him twice for Solve the siege by myself, but why there are so many ways to repay, but why do I choose the most difficult one for myself.

Tang Le really had a headache. After all, taking the money from grandma's hands was really a tiger's mouth pulling teeth. I was afraid that after shedding a layer of skin, he would return in vain.

I didn't pay back the money, and I lost people.

Although Tang Le didn't have many friends around him all the year round, he didn't want to offend anyone, especially someone like Zhou Fan who carried an explosive bag with him and might blow it up to others anytime, anywhere.

Tang Le walked towards the rental building listlessly. As soon as he got downstairs, he saw the wooden door inside the anti-theft door at the corner of the third floor was wide open. Grandma came back so early today.

Grandma accompanied him to the city not for nothing, always talking about making money, but there is only a commercial street that sells tea next to Sanliu Lane. She went there to think about it for several days, but their work is Meticulous work, just based on her eyes, picking a tea may be able to pick until next year.

So grandma took a ponytail, a pair of scissors and a comb, and went straight to the back mountain to set up a barber shop without a front.

The people living in Sanliu Lane are all poor people, most of them come to the city to work, or they are homeless. The money they earn makes them nervous after eating. Although grandma is a hand who does rough work, she is a traditional woman. The craftsmanship has not been lost, and it is not a big problem to get a haircut. With the addition of a fee of two yuan, even if it is a bit rough, the business is booming.

Tang Le guessed in his heart that Old Zhang probably cut his hair when he was cutting it.

As soon as he walked to the door, he heard grandma's voice inside the house.

"It's impossible, let me tell you, don't think I don't know what you're planning, Yan'er, don't even think about it!" Grandma cursed loudly.

Tang Le was taken aback. Her mother's name was Tang Yan, which was a single word for Yan. Her grandmother and father usually called her that. Could it be that her mother came back again?

Overjoyed in his heart, he gently opened the door and walked in.

Grandma was pacing back and forth in a small space, holding a small board like a brick in her hand, which was also the only mobile phone at home. The mother on the other side of the phone probably went to the small shop in the village and spent a few cents. Just got on the phone with grandma.

"impossible!"

Grandma emphasized again, her voice raised a little, she turned her back to Tang Le, and yelled into the phone: "I told the village chief before I came, if you dare not tell me, and go out without the village chief's permission If you don't, don't blame me for going back and beating you again!"

Tang Le walked in cautiously, not daring to interrupt grandma's speech, but stood quietly at the door.

Grandma faced the bed, took off her shoe and stepped on the quilt: "Tell me, is it interesting for you to behave like this? How did our family treat you, how did Binzi treat you, huh? Your baby is admitted to school I'm going to school in the city, and I'm still here to take care of you, what are you thinking about? I spent 5 yuan on the wolf-hearted thing!"

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, but grandma sneered:

"I don't want 15. What I want is my grandson, what I want is my Binzi's daughter-in-law. If my old Tang family dies, I will never end with you!"

After finishing speaking, grandma took the phone away from her ear and hung up angrily.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw Tang Le standing at the door, stunned for a moment, she didn't know how much he had heard just now, but she quickly changed her expression and glared at him: "Standing at the door as a door god? Hurry up and do your homework!"

"immediately."

Tang Le's lowered eyes moved indistinctly when he heard the sound. He didn't know what the words grandma said just now meant, but he just lowered his head slightly, didn't say anything, and walked into the room with his schoolbag in his arms .

The author has something to say: I hope the cutie you are watching will be more bubbly~

Xiao Tang Le and Brother Fan are slowly changing their impressions of each other, and they will meet soon~