Obligations of the elderly

"May I ask, is your family's... financial situation okay?" With his hands in his pockets, Xiliu suddenly asked.

The left eye is slightly flattened, the tail of the right eyebrow is raised high, Gong Si glanced at the stream: "If you really feel presumptuous, don't ask~"

Xiliu tilted her head and continued to look at him with a smile on her face.

"Well, this is not a presumptuous question, at least not here." In the end, Gong Si continued to speak: "Although my parents lack common sense and are a bit irresponsible, at least they still send us money. .”

"Although I often play a lot in a month, and then suddenly forget to play for several months." Gong Si pouted.

"If you save a little and plan a little, the money they give is actually quite a lot, and it's enough for us to live on."

"I see that you are very frugal, just now, and you were also at school." Xiliu said.

"Of course we have to save money. For example, they didn't send any money this month. Adding the first two months, it's already three months." Gong Si said, frowning: "I don't know if they have encountered any trouble... ..."

"But what kind of trouble can a kitchen knife encounter? Although their work is not free, it doesn't seem to be too dangerous..."

Listening to Gong Si's subconscious muttering to himself, Xiliu continued to smile beside him: Although Gong Si always disliked the appearance of those parents, if he was worried about them, it meant that he still missed them in his heart. Bar?

"Speaking of kitchen knives, in fact, you have a bit of inheritance." Xiliu said with a smile.

"Huh?" Gong Si's eyes slanted up habitually.

"Well, this is it." Xiliu compared a square frame with the thumb and index finger of both hands, which just framed Gong Si's eyes.

"Chopper's eye~" Xiliu said.

Gong Si... Gong Si hammered his head once, using his own head.

They went to the household registration office just like that.

There were a lot of people doing errands, so when they arrived, the palace found a place to sit down, and Xiliu went to get the number plate.

The number plate they received was number 44, and there were thirteen people in line in front of them. For the residents of Lengshui Town, this was considered a lot of people.

The so-called household registration office, as the name suggests, is the place where the household registration is registered.

The increase or decrease of personnel has to come to report. Sitting on a chair in the office with Aji in his arms, the palace became very quiet unconsciously.

The last time I came here, I still canceled my account for Grandpa Jung...

That was not a very good memory for Gongsi.

But except for that time, the memories of Grandpa Jung are almost all good memories.

Gongsi quickly cheered up, and when he came back to his senses, Aji was giggling, but the stream sitting next to him was teasing him.

Strange to say, Xiliu obviously didn't make faces or make any strange noises, but just sat there quietly looking at Aji, and Aji smiled like a fool.

Isn't it really a bit silly?Thinking of this, Gong Si hurriedly looked at his younger brother again worriedly. The little guy probably thought he was blocking the communication with the stream, so he kicked his legs hard, trying to move towards the stream with his little arms.

It doesn’t look like a fool to be so thoughtful. I’m sorry Aji, my brother thought that your brain was not working for a moment just now——I said sorry in my heart. Seeing how Aji likes streams so much, Gongsi simply put Aggie hands to Stream.

The moment he was forced to hug Aji, Gong Si watched Xiliu's whole body stiffen, and he didn't expose this point. He just gestured and told Xiliu how to hug Aji more comfortably. There was no guidance for a long time. Just called their number.

"Name." There was only one clerk behind the desk. He was an old man with white hair and beard. His face was wrinkled and he looked very old.

He doesn't look like a clerk, but more like a fairy who sets up a stall in an ancient drama: the kind that tells people's fortunes.

Holding Aji, Xiliu thought to himself.

"Gong Siji." He was distracted, and Gong Si beside him had already answered the other party's question.

"Hey! I didn't ask the name of the registered person, but the name of the head of the household." The old man pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said to Gongsi with a sharp face.

Still so fierce!Complaining in his heart, Gong Si replied again: "Gong Si."

Yes, he is the head of their family, and he has been him since he was eight years old. There is nothing wrong with him.

"Gong Si, let me look for it... I found it. There are three people in your family now, do you want to add another one now?" The old man adjusted his glasses as he slowly retrieved the information from the computer.

"Yes." Gong Si said cleanly.

"Name."

"...Gong Siji." Gong Si said.

"Okay, Gong Siji." The old man typed slowly.

Hearing that there was something wrong with the old man's voice, Gong Si immediately said: "It's Gong Siji, not Gong Siji, it's the four seasons of the four seasons!"

"Got it, it's the Siji of Siji~" the old man said, pressing his hand with a "snap".

"=口=!!!" Gong Si turned his body towards the direction of the computer screen at that time, and when he saw the name "Gong Siji" on the form on the screen, he was in a bad mood.

"Hey! I'm talking about the four seasons, the four seasons of the year!"

Letting Gong Si's mouth growl in his ears, the old man stood still, and waited until Gong Si finished speaking before slowly saying: "But I have already pressed Enter."

"what?"

"It can't be changed." The old man said firmly.

"Why is this again..." Gong Si's facial expression was a little distorted.

Pushing him back to his seat, the old man took a sip of the hot tea next to him: "If you want me to say it's called Siji, Siji is better than Siji, and it's better to make gestures. Gong Siji's gestures are unlucky. Smart and clever in childhood, violent in middle age with few relatives and friends, whether it can be said in old age is another story."

"Siji is different. Combining it with the Gong surname is a rare and symmetrical name, easy to write, easy to remember, and easy to pronounce."

"What's even more rare is that it is good at gestures. The person named this is well-behaved in childhood, prosperous in middle age, and in old age, it is a good fortune to have good fortune, longevity and prosperity, and prosperous children and grandchildren."

"Let's call it Siji."

Looking at the calm face of the old man, Gong Si was stunned.

And the people behind him heard the commotion here, and they all spoke to Gong Si——

"Listen to the old man. My family's child is the word that the old man changed when he registered for the household registration. He was born sick and sick, but now he is strong!"

"Me too. The old man misheard the word when I moved my household registration and changed my name. I was angry at first, but the day after I changed my name, I won the lottery. No, I took it with me without even picking up my name. Let the child come over to find the old man to register, and wait for the old man to give him a name~"

"Stupid~ Son, before the old man became a public official, he was famous for his good fortune! At that time, ordinary people like us couldn't ask the old man to name him!"

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Listening to the persuasion of the people next to Gong Si with interest, Xiliu watched Gong Si finally sit up straight again with a face of resignation, and continued the next information collection.

He seems to have accepted his younger brother's new name.

"Birth date."

"Parents' names."

"place of birth."

……

Listlessly answered the old man's next question, only when answering the question of gender, Gong Si was extremely careful.

"Well, I'm a younger brother, not a younger sister! Although I'm dressed in pink and tender, I'm a boy with a little Jiji!" Fearing that the old man's presbyopia would degenerate his younger brother, Gong Si even lifted his younger brother's diaper, Show the old man his little brother's baby.

"Understood, I can't make a mistake." After filling in the gender, the old man glanced at Siji's little baby, and then said to Gong Si: "It's the two of you, this is over, hurry up and take the child to the toilet. I think he's about to pee."

"Huh?" Gong Si was still stunned on one side, but on the other side, Xiliu, who was holding Aji, already felt bad.

Watching Aji's little baby tilt up, a stream of water flew up to the top of the stream, and then...

"The restroom is next to it." The old man kindly pointed them in the direction of the restroom, and then pushed his glasses: "Next one, No. 45."