Ode to Pear Blossoms Part 1

The fat man glanced at Yi Zhen, and said to Yuan Yi, "Ah Yi, why should we bring him out?"

Yuan Yi played with the stone in his hand: "I don't know, I just think that Chen Qingyuan is not pleasing to the eye, pretending to be a criminal, whoever he wants to teach, I just won't let him succeed."

The fat man said, "Then put him back?"

Yuan Yi glared at the fat man: "Are you stupid? Put him back now, where will I save my face?"

Yuan Yi threw a stone in his hand and said to Yi Zhen, "You can go anywhere, but you can't go back."

"Then where did you ask him to go?" The fat man shrank his neck, "It's such a cold day."

"Where does he go?"

The fat man frowned: "It's up to you, I'm going back, it's time for lunch, otherwise my mother will have to stand at the door and call me again, it's too embarrassing."

Yuan Yi waved his hand to let the fat man go home, then turned around and entered his own gate.

Yi Zhen was standing in the alley, clutching his arms. He was sitting at the gate of Qiu Peijue's courtyard, not knowing where to go.

He never thought that such a thing would happen. Yesterday he happily moved into his new home with heating in the house, but today he found himself still homeless.

The courtyard at the back obviously didn't welcome me, Chen Qingyuan was Qiu Peijue's legitimate apprentice, but what was he?

It was freezing cold, and there were not many pedestrians on this alley. A few sporadic people hurried past him, took a quick look and left. Yi Zhen was so envious of them, these people must have families.

I don't know how long I sat there, the door next to it opened, Yuan Yi stood in the middle of the door and looked at Yi Zhen, with his nostrils facing him: "Okay, you go back."

Yi Zhen shook his head.

Yuan Yi said: "Forget it, let you go back, I have no money to pay if I freeze to death."

Yi Zhen said: "They are practicing, and it will be an eyesore when I go back."

Yuan Yi scratched his head, walked over with great reluctance, and dragged Yi Zhen to his home. Seeing that Yi Zhen resisted a little, he raised a fist to scare him: "You kid, do you want to be beaten?"

Yi Zhen shrank her neck, her arm hurt again, so she didn't struggle.

There is only a wall between Yuan Yi's house and Qiu Peijue's courtyard.

Entering the door, you will be faced with a very delicate screen wall. Two welcoming pine trees are carved on the wall, and the eight characters "Fushou Ankang, Jin Yu Mantang" are written on it. The large screen wall separates everything in the courtyard from the outside, so that Yi Zhen had the urge to find out.

After crossing the screen wall, the inside suddenly opened up. Although they are all courtyards, Yuanyi is obviously more refined. There is a very delicate hanging flower door in the middle of the south wall of the inner house. The door wall is carved with bamboo, with a clean and elegant design.

Houses are connected by verandas, and there is even a grape trellis, but Qiu Peijue’s courtyard house is not considered an orthodox courtyard house, except that there are houses in the southeast, north, and west, and there are no such views.

Yuan Yi took him to the east room where he lived. As soon as Yi Zhen entered the room, he felt a rush of heat. The room was so warm.

The inside of Yuan Yi's house is very different from the simple and simple one seen outside. Inside, there are leather sofas and rear-projection TVs, and everything is incompatible with the one seen outside.

Seeing Yi Zhen standing there motionless, Yuan Yi lazily said on the sofa, "Take off your down jacket, the cool air is on it, and you will be warm when you take it off."

Yi Zhen didn't make things difficult for herself, she took off her coat, and when she touched her arm, Yi Zhen could only take it off carefully and slowly, and put it on the clothes rack next to her.

Yuan Yi looked at him and said, "Hey, you're not disabled, are you?"

Yi Zhen shook her head, but with a grinning expression, she was hurt.

Yuan Yi impatiently walked under the TV cabinet to look for medicine: "You are also stupid, won't you hide when someone comes and beats you? Just leave it there and get beaten like a fool."

He found a can of medicine and motioned for Yi Zhen to sit on the sofa. He rolled up his sleeves and saw that he was bruised and purple.

Yi Zhen bowed her head: "I never thought he would actually hit me."

Yuan Yi snorted: "Then you don't know that guy Chen Qingyuan yet, he is a soft-bodied and afraid of hard things, he is a rookie in fighting, and he is first-rate in fart skills without filing a complaint. He hit him, and he actually came to my house to complain, what the hell!"

"Why did you beat him?" Yi Zhen was in pain from being killed by the medicine.

"He and I are in the same school, and the school just pretends to be something, and sues the fat man for cheating."

"Shouldn't cheating be reported?"

Yuan Yi pressed Yi Zhen's arm hard, and Yi Zhen bent over in pain.

Yuan Yi screwed on the medicine bottle and said, "What are you pretending to be? Who hasn't cheated? You Beijing opera singers like to pretend, and you hate watching it!"

Yi Zhen said, "I'm not singing Peking Opera."

"Aren't you a Beijing opera singer, why are you running in that courtyard?"

Yi Zhen lowered his eyelids: "I don't know either. I followed Uncle Xu. Uncle Xu seems to be Aunt Qiu's younger brother."

"Why don't you follow your parents? Why are you scaring away with uncle?"

Yi Zhen was taken aback for a moment, and remained silent for a long time.

"what happened to you?"

"No one cares about me, only Uncle Xu is willing to care about me." Yi Zhen whispered.

Yuan Yi suddenly didn't know what to say, so he choked out a sentence: "Hey, don't cry."

Yi Zhen shook her head: "No, there's no use crying."

Yi Zhen didn't stay at Yuan Yi's house for long, then left and went back to Qiu Zhai. He stood with his back against the heater in his small south room, trying to get some warmth from it.

The steamed bun that was placed on the radiator that morning was still on it. He picked it up and bit down hard. The outside of the steamed bun was warm to the touch, but the stuffing inside was not very hot. In the morning, I really can't bear it without eating.

At noon, dinner was served in the autumn garden, and several children gathered around a large table in the east room.

Bai Bing whispered to Shao Xiaowu: "Why don't you call that little guy from the Nanwu over for dinner!"

Chen Qingyuan thought of Yuan Yi's haughty look, and felt that all the anger he suffered today was thanks to Yi Zhen, so he glared at Shao Xiaowu: "I think you dare to call him?"

Shao Xiaowu took a sip of porridge silently, thinking about how to steal some food for Yi Zhen from under Chen Qingyuan's nose.

Bai Bing said: "Eldest brother, the master has already said that this house is rented from Yuan's family, no matter what you do, you can't hurt the peace, so don't make things difficult for that Yuan Yi, at least it belongs to the same school."

As soon as Chen Qingyuan heard that he was angry at the school, he didn't fight with each other. He and Fatty were in the same class. During the exam, Fatty cheated next to him, throwing all the notes on his desk. He reported it to prevent the teacher from misunderstood that he was cheating. That fat man, he didn't expect the fat man to belong to Yuan Yi, so he formed a beam.

Chen Qingyuan snorted: "Don't you just rely on your father to have a few stinky money, what's the big deal."

Bai Bing said: "Then why are you bullying Yi Zhen? That Yi Zhen looks only six or seven years old, three or four years younger than us. How embarrassing it is for you to spread the word."

Li Jiaqi was fiddling with the new Apple phone her father bought her, when she heard this, she elbowed Bai Bing: "Little sister, you are the only one who has a lot to do, we don't know who that person is, and he is not the master's apprentice , like a beggar, the master has already accumulated virtue by taking them in, okay, why is he still offering them?"

Chen Qingyuan felt relieved when he heard it, but thought that if the master came back, it would be impossible for the gadget to file a complaint. Just as he was about to ask Shao Xiaowu to ask Yi Zhen to eat, he saw Shao Xiaowu kicking steamed buns in his arms, and angrily Chen Qingyuan hit Shao Xiaowu on the head with chopsticks: " Have you learned how to steal? Okay, you want to give him something to eat, right? I just let him go hungry!"

At this moment, Yi Zhen opened the curtain and walked in. The master chef in charge saw that Yi Zhen was a new face, knew that he was the new kid, and gave him a bowl of rice.

There were four people at the table, Chen Qingyuan had been watching since he came in, Li Jiaqi put away her mobile phone to watch the excitement, Bai Bing was about to stand up to let Yi Zhen come over, when Li Jiaqi pushed her down on the chair and made a "hush" expression to her mouth.

Shao Xiaowu was afraid that Chen Qingyuan would not dare to raise his head.

There were actually a lot of food left on the table, but it was difficult for Yi Zhen to walk to that table. He knew that he was not welcome.

The atmosphere became delicate and awkward.

The master chef felt that these children were really idle, so he dug a spoonful of shredded fish-flavored pork into Yi Zhen's bowl with a long spoon. ate at the little table.

Chen Qingyuan stood up: "Are you full? Follow me to practice exercises when you're full. We don't go to other people's houses to beg for food. We also have to perform with the master at the New Year's Eve opera party!"

Chen Qingyuan left the table first and walked out the door, and the other three did not dare to delay, so they followed suit.

The master chef went to the table to clean up the dishes and saw that a plate of fish had not moved a few chopsticks, so he said to Yi Zhen in the corner, "Does the little guy like fish? Do you want this?"

Yi Zhen looked up at the plate of braised fish. The fish was sprinkled with green onion, which looked very attractive.

Yi Zhen shook her head: "No, I, I don't like food."

He lowered his head and continued to eat, when suddenly tears filled his eyes uncontrollably.

In the evening, Shao Xiaowu knocked on the door of the South Room, and Yi Zhen opened the door for him. Shao Xiaowu took out a lunch box from his arms, and said with a smile, "Look, I've brought you delicious food! This is what I secretly asked the master in charge of the spoon to do." You don’t have to go to the dining hall to eat tonight!”

Yi Zhen took the lunch box. The lunch box was covered by Shao Xiaowu's down jacket, and it was still slightly hot inside. It must have been freshly beaten.

"Thank you Xiaowu."

Shao Xiaowu chuckled: "You eat first, I have to go back, if the big brother doesn't see me at night, he will scold me again, you don't have to get up tomorrow morning, I will steal two buns for you, I am very good at stealing buns! "

Yi Zhen held the lunch box and watched Shao Xiaowu leave, and sat on the dilapidated single sofa to eat. This sofa was also brought from Yi Zhen's house. Only when he was sitting on the folding bed and this old sofa did he feel I am a family man.

Yi Zhen got up at [-]:[-] the next morning, tidied herself up and went into the dining hall.

When Chen Qingyuan saw Yi Zhen coming in and frowned, Shao Xiaowu was a little surprised, and retracted the hand that stole the buns. Li Jiaqi clicked his tongue twice: "Really, I don't need to practice and get up so early, I'm really afraid of starvation."

Bai Bing took a bite of pickles for her: "Eat, don't talk."

Yi Zhen went to the master chef to get two steamed buns and a bowl of soy milk, and then went to the previous sundry table to eat breakfast.

For the next two days, Yi Zhen came over when the dining hall was open, but he didn't sit at the same table with them, as if the dilapidated sundry table had become his exclusive seat.

The four of them sometimes chat in full swing, who in the school will pass notes to whom, who will fall in love with each other early, who will be humiliated by being punished by the teacher for standing for two classes, whether or not winter vacation homework needs to be handed in... The ten-year-old children all chat about trivial things Boy, the people at the big table are always laughing and laughing.

But these seemed to have nothing to do with Yi Zhen, and it seemed to be a rule in the dining hall that no one said a word to Yi Zhen.