Chapter 1195

Chen Xi got off the car, and when he returned home, a tall figure rushed over:

"Brother! Brother! I'm hungry!"

Just as he stood still, before he could speak, he heard a roar from the kitchen next door:

"Hungry, hungry, hungry! Like a starving ghost reincarnated every day! You only ate two small bowls at noon, and now you're hungry again! I really committed a sin, giving birth to such a thing—"

Chen Xi's expression turned ugly.

"Mom, didn't I give you food money? Chen Chi, let him eat as much as he wants, don't let him go hungry when I'm not home."

"Who's hungry? Who's hungry?!"

Someone quickly rushed out of the kitchen with a spatula, and cursed at him when he saw him:

"You have a little money in your hands now, so you don't put your parents in your eyes, right? Is he that tall for nothing? Can he grow up by drinking dew?!"

"Wasn't it me, this mother, who fed him? What didn't I give him to eat? He's like a pig, a starving ghost reincarnated every day! You say he's not full, so he's not full?"

"Once you come, you won't regret it here."

"Did you send Chen Xi or not?!"

Her voice was terrifyingly loud, and the neighbors all gathered around to watch. Someone next to her muttered: "Didn't you want to send him but couldn't? People said they were checking strictly and didn't want him..."

Even when someone passed by him with instant noodles, he would stare with wide eyes, sniffing, and watch them all the way.

His voice was delicate, and Chen Xi next to him also widened his eyes, following along cleverly, making passersby look at them a few more times.

And Song Tan looked at Chen Yuan, then at Chen Chi, then at Chen Xi, and finally realized something...

After all, although he is obedient, the house in the city is too narrow, but there are too many electrical appliances.

"Provide him with food and clothing?! You think it's simple, the two of us adults don't do anything, just stare at him at home?"

He didn't believe his mom said Chen Xi ate two bowls, but two bowls of old rice plus a little vegetable soup or water-soaked rice, day after day, can that be called eating?

He set up a table in the village the next day to treat guests, and after asking several times, he heard that Chen Chi had been sent by his mother to work under a contractor from the same village.

Chen Xi really returned to his seat holding instant noodles, staring at the bowl, counting one by one, looking exceptionally obedient.

Before the words were finished, his own mother sneered again:

"You say you don't need to stare, so you don't need to stare? Then why aren't you at home accompanying him? Oh, you have a bright future and are making money, I gave birth to him and raised him for so many years, and now I have to serve him?"

Leaving Chen Xi alone in the rental house in the city, he was really worried.

But his own parents exploded first.

So he simply picked up the bowl again: "That's fine, then I'll trouble Chen Chi. Can you eat later, and take these two brothers to the mountain canteen to see Captain Chen first, and then arrange a place for them to eat and rest?"

Chen Chi had never been to the high-speed railway station, and walked obediently holding Song Tan's clothes, not daring to move a step.

Is it really that good there?

But taking him to the rental house, could he really watch TV every day?

"You take him to work in another place alone, you have to work, and you have to take care of him, in the end, you can't do anything well, and you're not familiar with the place, Chen Xi is like this, it's easy to have an accident when going out... how can you take care of him?"

And while waiting for the ticket check, watching people around eating, talking, and chatting, his eyes went back and forth, and he couldn't see enough.

But he had no other choice.

Yuncheng is not a developed city after all, and after transferring to a train from the high-speed rail, the brothers finally arrived at the station at 5 o'clock in the morning.

Because Chen Xi has had this physique since he was a child, even if he ate rice and leftover soup at home every day, his height grew taller and bigger day by day.

Qiao Qiao's voice came over, full of sincerity and urgency.

"I'm taking him away now, and you're saying such sarcastic things..."

"Chen Xi's clothes and shoes weren't picked up, I bought them, you guys didn't spend a penny. He doesn't just stay at home every day, digging mountains, building houses, chopping wood, and cleaning vegetable fields... isn't he the one doing it?"

But Song Tan and Chen Xi were used to this kind of gaze, and now just held the bowl of instant noodles like a treasure, looking forward to asking:

Song Tan had taught Chen Xi seriously when he was still in school, so he knew how to brush his teeth, go to the bathroom, and get dressed.

His eyes were clear when he spoke, and his voice was refreshing, not looking like he had a mental problem at all.

After 10 times, even if the instant noodles weren't completely cooked, they could be eaten.

Or, can it really accommodate me and Chen Chi?

"I know." Song Tan rummaged through his backpack, took out a marinated egg, peeled it, and handed it over: "Eat first, I'll buy you something to eat near the station later."

"Taking a step back, if your brother can really adapt and get used to it here, you won't have to worry too much about him if you want to develop another path in the future."

And now the other party was so sincere, making his heart go up and down—

Song Tan knew that Qiao Qiao and the others had found a new job.

Chen Yuan had just picked up his rice bowl when someone asked at the door:

As for the salary, the cost of carrying construction waste and furniture is not low, and the contractor can even get a charitable subsidy for the re-employment of disabled people from the government.

Song Tan looked serious, looked at the obedient Chen Chi aside, and gritted his teeth: "Train station."

When Song Tan found him, his silly brother was carrying a heavy sack of bricks and cement from the 7th floor of an old residential area, in the middle of summer, walking down step by step.

"One hundred..." Song Tan originally wanted Chen Chi to count to 100, but thinking that he hadn't learned numbers within 10, he sighed again:

"Mom!"

Song Tan closed his eyes suddenly, and grabbed his arm: "Go! Brother is taking you away!"

"Excuse me, is this Song's place?"

"Just that, you guys aren't even willing to cook a proper meal for him!"

Because the result of every time is to compromise.

His shoulders were swollen, his face and body were dirty, his vest was tattered, his lips were bloodless, and he giggled when he saw him.

Song Tan pursed his lips.

Then he raised his head and said solemnly: "It's okay, Uncle, just trouble you to send him to the train station, my friend introduced me to a job—no," he hesitated, his heart constantly prompting him to seize this opportunity, so he gritted his teeth:

Song Tan felt a sourness in his heart.

"I definitely can!"

"Chen Xi doesn't need to be stared at! He could stay at home obediently when he was eight or nine years old. Give him a piece of mud and he could play for a whole morning—"

"Okay!" Chen Yuan also nodded solemnly, watching Chen Chi pick up the keys to start the tricycle, his attitude equally sincere: "Then I'll leave it to Chen Chi."

Song Tan finally couldn't hold it anymore, and roared:

And just then, his phone rang—

Ask what he ate at noon? Just two big steamed buns.

Biological parents are still like this, let alone counting on others.

But he was very clever in other aspects. Even when making phone calls, he didn't dare to touch the phone after being taught for a long time...

"Wait a while."

The driver was stunned, then persuaded:

His temper was hard, and Chen Mom's temper was even harder. She threw the spatula on the ground and sat down on the ground—

The driver was also from the village. Seeing the brothers, he sighed and asked: "Where are you going?"

"Song Tan, bring your brother over to try it out. Boss Song is a very good person, he said he can observe it."

"Chen Xi, is he your birth mother's son? I didn't ask you to take care of him at home every day, but at least give him a proper meal?"

Chen Chi saw the mother and son arguing, and stood there, his tall body slightly curled up, his head hooked low, his posture exceptionally skilled.

"I'll teach you. First, pinch this place, tear this lid open—gently, don't tear it all off—there are a few small bags inside, take them out, tear them open... Yes! Pour them in... Yes, then use hot water..."

"Is it okay if I cover it? It smells so good!"

Qiao Qiao's voice came over, full of sincerity and urgency.

Because no matter what his mom said, even if a thousand things were unreasonable, one sentence was true.

On the video, the voice was full of relaxed and joyful relief:

Song Tan had been in the army for so long, and when he was discharged, he chose to take the money home because he was worried about his brother.

"I tell you, Chen Chi, don't think your wings are hard just because you have money! I am your mother, and your dad is your biological father. Look at that fool in the next village, his family sent him to a factory..."

Seeing this familiar scene, Song Tan was numb.

"Don't stop me! Let me go! Let's see how you can take care of this fool alone! You'll come back to beg me sooner or later—you don't even believe your own mother, can you believe others?!"

At least Song Tan didn't see it, and only said nervously: "Qiao Qiao introduced me here, saying they are recruiting..."

Song Tan was numb from the familiar scene.

Ask what he ate at noon? Just two big steamed buns.

After pondering for a while, he opened his phone again and started searching for self-care teaching for high-functioning children.

But when he came back with money, his parents were warm, but when he asked about Chen Chi, they were evasive.

Looking at Chen Chi again, he was shrinking obediently behind him. Even though his tall build couldn't be hidden, he still carefully held onto his clothes.

The aroma of the marinated egg was so rich that Chen Chi's stomach growled loudly instantly. After taking it, he took a big bite, and was surprised by the taste, his eyes shining.

And Song Tan took a deep breath, took out his phone, looked at the location and video sent, and clicked on it again.

Wu Lan and the others reacted, and even Chen Chi looked over in surprise, raising his hand: "I want to go too, I want to go too! I heard that one of the brothers coming this time is the same as me!"

To be fair, they are all from the same village, and the contractor didn't beat them casually.

Just like today—

"Taking a fool to find a job, do you think it's that easy! He can play with mud for a whole morning in the countryside, try letting him stay still for a day in the city?"

Chen Chi laughed. Now the personnel appointments in the family have to be communicated with Chen Chi. He just has a young mentality, not that he doesn't understand anything.

Song Tan wiped his face and simply pulled him out: "Live with me in the city, I'll find a job—"

"How long to wait?"

"Oh!" Chen Chi reacted, really surprised: "So fast! I thought it would take two days to come."

He only said that, and he still doesn't know how to make phone calls. The only thing to be thankful for is that his temper is not manic. Instead, under the long-term scolding of his parents, he became more and more timid and obedient.

There are not always private cars in the village. Chen Chi walked to the road and called a private car in the village. He was carrying his simple luggage and worrying about how to settle his brother.

Chen Chi didn't understand, but knew that what people said had something to do with him, so he squeezed Song Tan's clothes tighter and said foolishly:

After hanging up the phone, Song Tan was stunned on the side of the road until the private car he called stopped in front of him, and he reacted.

After all, they are all surnamed Chen, and they were very close when they were training together.

It's just...

"Count from 1 to 10, count slowly. Count 10 times."

Their family was originally just a microcosm of every farming family in the mountain village, but his brother Chen Chi had a fever when he was born, and when he woke up, he was a high-functioning child.

【Qiao Qiao】

But Chen Chi's salary was only 2000 yuan, all of which was given to his parents.

Because the one in front of them is the biological mother of the two brothers.

She put down the bowl: "Didn't eat breakfast, right? I'll take you to the mountain canteen first, we'll talk after eating."

"Go to the high-speed rail station."

Song Tan smiled bitterly, and found a water cup to hand over: "Eat slowly."

He followed the strategy given by Qiao Qiao, made an appointment with his sleepy brother, and arrived at Yunqiao Village, Old Song's house at 1 o'clock.

People in the house looked into the courtyard, and Chen Chi was the first to walk over: "Oh! Who are you looking for?"

"Brother, I'm hungry..."

Song Tan took a deep breath, go home and question what's going on? He clearly sent money home every month... not to mention anything else, providing Chen Chi with food and clothing is fine.

"And there are no complicated interpersonal relationships in the pasture. Even if your brother is a bit slow, it's not very good. But as long as he has great strength and can move things, it's fine."

"You! Your mom and dad are cruel. But they are your biological parents after all..."

Behind him came his mother's roar—

Looking at Chen Chi again, his eyes were red as he looked at himself, and he carefully let go of his hand.

Because of the previous record, he now carries Chen Chi's ID card with him, and warned his parents that he would call the police if he couldn't find him... they calmed down.

Chen Chi solemnly took over the work: "I can also tell them about wages and work!"

"God, what sin did I commit? Raising two sons is not as good as someone who is childless..."

Song Tan paused and walked forward with big strides.

Chen Chi felt sad again when he saw this.

Once the wailing started, the neighbors who gathered to watch were a bit conflicted.