Chapter 5, The Benefits of Having a Younger Brother

After finishing her conversation with him, Mom ran all the way to the kitchen, exclaiming, "My dish is going to burn!"

When Fu Kun was being pulled into the back room by his mother, he was busy piecing together his own butt. His mother immediately asked him: "Tell me, was it you who sent Yi Jie to cry to me"

Fu Yijie did not speak; this was the first time someone had kissed him. It felt ticklish yet warm, very pleasant

Fu Yijie lay on the sofa, panting heavily, his face flushed with laughter

He made a few strokes on the paper, lowered his head, and began to draw. Isn't it just a picture of his mother kicking someone? It's easy

Fu Yijie was startled; the sudden shout was just like the one outside the school today, which made him shiver and sit down on the ground.

"Come here," he walked over, wrapping one arm from behind to lift Fu Yijie up, and sat him on the sofa, "Let your brother give you a kiss."

Hmm. Fu Kun nodded.

Fu Yijie lowered his eyelids and looked at his sweater without saying a word, while Fu Kun shook his legs and said, "Hey, Yijie, I want to discuss something with you."

Fu Kun! Aunt suddenly shouted loudly

Come down! Mother has already reached the roadside, pointing at him

The tasks ahead are not so simple. Fu Kun picked out the larger torn pieces of paper, roughly assessed their positions, and placed them neatly on the table

When Fu Yijie ran into the kitchen, he saw the aunt chatting with several neighbors while cooking

You are the real fool! Wang Zhiqiang was furious

What are you laughing at!" Mother pushed him and pointed at Sun Wei, "Sun Wei, hurry home. You say you are a good and honest child, why are you following Fu Kun all day? What good can you learn from him!

This is about to make one cry? A grandmother bent down to take a look at him

After a long while, Fu Kun finally stopped and poked his finger at his face, saying: "Little one, your laughter is really loud."

In a short while, the two of them finished selecting the white paper.

Um, Fu Kun looked up and saw Fu Yijie standing foolishly by the roadside. He ran over, pushing the cart, "A section."

Fu Yijie took a look and shook his head

"I don't need you, I can win on my own." Sun Wei did not hesitate, took out the bag of marbles, turned around to glance behind him, and threw it towards Zhang Yiwei, who was closest to them.

Fu Kun lowered his head and remained silent

Fu Yijie remained silent, leaning against the door frame and watching her. In less than two seconds, his eyes were filled with tears.

Um," Fu Yijie replied in a very soft voice

Give it all, don't hold back, I will give you all of mine

He lowered his head and jumped off the bicycle, and Sun Wei quickly jumped down as well, keeping his head down and following behind him

"Draw a picture for Mom to see, just draw the foot that I kicked you with today." Mom placed the notebook in front of him

Fu Kun looked at the notebook, unsure of what his mother intended to do

Fu Yijie had never been kissed by anyone, nor had he encountered such a request, sitting on his lap without any movement

What are you doing?" Fu Kun was taken aback, "Haven't you eaten?"

There were many people in the kitchen, and he suddenly felt a bit nervous, clinging to the door frame and not daring to enter

"That's enough, stop trying. I doubt you can do it anyway," Mom waved her hand and pulled him closer. "Kunzi, it's not that I don't want you to draw. I think you draw quite well and I encourage you to do it. However, the homework is just a little bit. Once we finish it, it won't even take an hour. Can't you draw after finishing it?"

Ah..." Fu Kun sighed, "It seems that I won't be able to eat today.

This smile is different from the previous one; this time he laughed out loud, and the crisp laughter was particularly loud

After tearing it up, my mother walked to the center of the room and scattered the torn paper on the floor, saying: "Pick it up and piece it back together."

The shout from his mother made Wang Zhiqiang instinctively squeeze the brake, and he immediately fell behind him

Fu Yijie rolled around on the sofa while laughing so hard that his eyes were nearly closed

After struggling for a long time, I barely managed to piece together half of my mother's shadowless leg.

Fu Yijie looked up at the sky, and the snow was falling heavier and heavier.

The aunt took him out to buy stationery. The stationery in his backpack was all provided by the welfare institution, consisting of used items donated by others. He did not have a pencil case, and the two pencils he had were already reduced to small stubs. The eraser was also tiny, resembling a bean, with only a little bit left.

Fu Kun watched as Wang Zhiqiang pedaled away on his bicycle, disappearing in a flash, and couldn't help but smile

Wang Zhiqiang

Fu Kun looked at his mother and laughed: "What kind of commotion is this..."

Here, there is a worry; Fu Yijie does not know when he came out of the small room, pulled a stool to the table, and climbed up to sit upright.

Understood. Fu Kun also called out, then lowered his head again and followed his mother into the courtyard

"Hurry up!" Mom suddenly raised her voice and shouted, "Otherwise, if I hit you later, it will be my pleasure!"

Mom!" Fu Kun shouted, "Can this be pieced back together? One painting is manageable, but two, and torn into such small pieces!

Fu Kun was taken aback and after a while shouted down the hallway: "Mom! A segment can laugh!"

Fu Kun sighed, stared blankly at a pile of torn paper on the ground for a long time, and slowly gathered the pieces of paper onto the table

Sun Wei smiled broadly for a long time and said, "Kunzi, look!"

Where should I start

"It's spilled!" said Fu Kun

I will go cook, you take care of it. If you can't finish, don't eat. Mother put on the apron and left the house without looking back

Ah... Fu Kun felt a bit disappointed, pinching his face, "Is it really that difficult to smile?"

"Aren't you annoyed by the teachers constantly chasing you to call your parents?" The mother shot him a glare, "Aren't I annoyed by a group of teachers surrounding me all day?"

Fu Kun! What have you done again! Hurry and crawl over here in a hurry!

"You eat," said Fu Yijie, and then he turned and ran out of the room

"How tiring," Mom replied in the hallway, "Hurry up and get it done!"

A sixth grader, no matter how arrogant or impressive they may be, will feel intimidated when faced with a true "adult"

"Stop adding fuel to the fire!" Sun Wei patted Fu Kun, noting that those people were already embarrassed from being thrown down, and with Fu Kun shouting like that, wouldn't they be torn apart by tomorrow? "Hurry up and ride!"

"What..." Sun Wei called out. He had won these marbles with considerable effort, but before he could finish his sentence, he immediately understood Fu Kun's meaning. "Scatter them all?"

What happened, darling! Did your brother bully you?" The aunt threw down the frying spatula and ran over, embracing him

"Don't move, don't move, I'm not going to shout anymore," Fu Kun said with a smile as he embraced him, "Hurry, give me another smile, brother."

Fu Kun was momentarily taken aback, but still drew a picture of a small round ball sitting on a pile of snow as per his mother's request

"Enough!" Fu Kun gritted his teeth and said, "From now on, I will write. In fact, I have just been too lazy to write due to my hand injury lately"

Oh, good, good, good, don't cry, baby. Auntie quickly wiped his tears and said in succession, "Let your brother eat, let him eat, eat."

Fu Yijie stretched his body and craned his neck to look, but he did not see anything particularly special

"Yijie, go back to the small room and read some books. Your brother is afraid of losing face." Mother took Yijie to the small room, brought him a few comic books to look at, and when she came out, she was holding a sketchbook that Kun usually used for drawing.

You see, you get into fights, you daydream in class, you forge my signature, and I haven't said anything to you about it, right?" Mother sighed, "I don't expect you to be very well-behaved, but at least for this homework, let's make an effort. I went through a lot of pain giving birth to you, so you should have some compassion for your mother. Can you please stop making the teacher come to me every day?

Good son, very loyal. The mother patted him on the shoulder

Kunzi, Sun Wei turned around to take a look, three or four people riding bicycles were slowly approaching them, "How about I get off? You're going too slowly, we won't make it to your courtyard before..."

Wang Zhiqiang caught up again, but upon seeing this stance, he twisted the handlebars and intended to leave

"Speak, can't you even write an assignment for your mother!" His mother pushed him a little.

Fu Yijie stared at him, the smile on his face had vanished, replaced by the usual expression of confusion and a hint of timidity.

"What kind of pencil case or pens do you like? Just tell Auntie, and she will get them for you..." Auntie held his hand and spoke as she walked out of the yard's gate, but suddenly stopped and looked towards the road.

Sun Wei had a bit of sweat on his forehead, while Fu Kun was as familiar with riding a bicycle as he was with his own fingers. Even when accompanied by others, he could ride quickly on roads covered with snow and thin ice. However, today was different; Fu Kun was holding the handlebars with his left hand, unable to exert much strength, and it wasn't long before Wang Zhiqiang and the others caught up with him

Fu Yijie stopped his hands, slid down from the chair, and ran into the small room. He took out the bag of Wangweixian that Fu Kun had given him earlier from the pocket of his little cotton jacket and placed it on the table

Mother released her hand: "It's nothing, if it's nothing, then you may leave."

Fu Kun came out from the inner room, and Fu Yijie was kneeling on the chair, piecing together the puzzle on his desk. He carefully looked into Fu Yijie's eyes, which did not appear to have been crying, so he guessed that he had probably just pressed the switch again.

Fu Yijie, whose tears were originally welling up in his eyes, suddenly slid down his cheeks and, with a choked voice, said: "Let brother have a meal."

Fu Kun fell silent again, bending down and kicking fiercely a few times.

Stop talking nonsense, Fu Kun was pedaling hard on the bike, "Are you carrying marbles with you?"

However, although I have temporarily escaped from Wang Zhiqiang, the mother in front may be even more terrifying

Fu Kun was taken aback: "Where are you going!"

Ah? Fu Kun was taken aback, and with a sense of defiance, he straightened his neck and said, "No, I can handle my own matters; how could I possibly let a little one plead on my behalf"

Fu Yijie remained silent, gazing at Fu Kun for a long time, then lowered his head and smiled shyly.

Having a younger brother is quite nice. Fu Kun understood Fu Yijie's meaning and immediately felt happy

When the aunt turned around, she saw him and asked, "What happened, Yijie?"

I took Jie to buy pens and such, and I have put the rice on the stove to cook, so please keep an eye on it when you get home

But his mother did not give him this opportunity; she rushed over and firmly grasped the handlebars: "What is your name!"

What are you doing?" Fu Kun looked at him

Is it good to have an older brother? Fu Kun flicked his finger on his nose; he had never confirmed this matter with Fu Yijie.

"What business is it of yours?" Wang Zhiqiang grumbled defiantly as he pulled the car and attempted to leave.

"Mother, it would be so much better if you just gave me a good beating!" Fu Kun continued to shout

"Not bad, quite like that." Mom took it, looked it over, and nodded.

"Oh, is this your new son, Shuqin?" someone remarked

"Your father has been coming home late from work this week," Mom said, pointing to the stool beside the table. "Sit down, let's have a talk first."

Fu Kun opened his mouth but could not utter a word

Fu Yijie still did not speak, lowering his head and carefully selecting. Therefore, Fu Kun also leaned over the table and began to select alongside him

Fu Kun pulled him close and kissed him forcefully on the cheek, saying, "Why did you run out? Were you going to plead for me?"

So he went by himself? Oh dear, I let him cry his heart out, it broke my heart, " Mom said, covering her chest, " with tears streaming down her face, she told me to let brother have his meal."

"Brother." Fu Yijie called out to him softly, muffled by his mask

The old Phoenix that Mom gave to Kun is quite good; after pedaling a few times, it took off.

He wrapped his arms around Fu Kun's neck and also kissed him on the cheek

Wang Zhiqiang probably had never encountered such an easily forgiving "adult," and he stood there in a daze, not moving.

Fu Kun was watching his actions and noticed that he was picking out the blank sheets of paper that had not been drawn on

"What is it?" Sun Wei reached into his backpack and felt a bag of marbles.

"Goodbye, Auntie." Sun Wei lowered his head, swung his backpack onto his shoulder, and took off running, shouting as he ran, "Kunzi, I will come to call you tomorrow!"

What is your name, you big fool? Mother smiled gently.

Fu Yijie nodded slightly

Why are you, Wang Zhiqiang, chasing after Fu Kun and the other two?

Fu Kun was stunned, watching his mother tear both drawings into strips, then into segments, and finally into small fragments

"Alright, big fool, you are pursuing Kun, right? Why are you pursuing him?" Mother straightforwardly changed Wang Zhiqiang's name.

When his mother's voice came from the front, Fu Kun let out a sigh of relief. Wang Zhiqiang, who was behind him, had already leaned closer, and it looked like the two cars were about to collide. If they crashed at this speed, with his arm still in a splint, it would probably take at least another month to heal.

He did not speak, but extended his finger to pinch a few pieces of paper, examined them, and then set them aside

In the future, when I make you laugh, you will laugh, alright

Fu Kun breathed onto his hand, reached into his sweater, and pinched a few times at his waist: "Smile quickly."

After about ten minutes, he finished the drawing. His mother took a look and nodded in satisfaction, saying, "This is really good. I thought you wouldn't be able to draw as well with your left hand as with your right. Do another one, this time draw your brother sitting on the ground."

"Mother, what are you doing?" Fu Kun couldn't help but ask.

The roar nearly caused Fu Yijie to fall off his legs; feeling somewhat embarrassed to begin with, he now felt even more so and lowered his head, wanting to flee.

Wang Zhiqiang and his group gradually caught up with Fu Kun and Sun Wei after turning two street corners

Zhang Yiwei was already riding quite cautiously, as there were icy patches on the road, and he had to choose to ride over the areas that had already been compressed into muddy water. Sun Wei suddenly threw something, and the marbles bounced on the ground and came over. There was nowhere to hide. At the speed they were riding now, if one of those marbles was run over, both the person and the bike would fall to the ground.

"It's really delicious, go ahead and eat." Fu Kun pulled down his mask and pinched his face, the soft feeling was particularly pleasant

He took out a bag of Wangweixian from his pocket and handed it to Fu Kun, asking, "Have you eaten this?"

Oh dear, sweetheart, why did you sit down in fright... The aunt quickly pulled him up and patted him, saying, "You stand here, your brother has caused trouble again."

If you can draw, then writing a few characters should not be a problem. It is settled then, do your homework!

"Don't look up like that," the aunt laughed beside him, adjusting his hat, "Your face is all wet"

"Oh, it even makes a sound," Fu Kun laughed for a long time, wiped his face, and said, "You left me with a face full of saliva, did you lick it?"

"Good." Fu Yijie coughed twice and nodded.

"I won't do anything! I am willing, what business is it of yours?" Wang Zhiqiang tugged at the handlebars again

Upon hearing this, Fu Kun became excited and pinned him down on the sofa, scratching his belly and waist vigorously

Mother did not speak, but with a flick of her hand, she tore two drawings from the notebook. Before Fu Kun could react, she began tearing the two pieces of paper again

Fu Kun turned around and glanced back, shouting: "Oh no, my butt has split into three pieces"

Ma..." Fu Kun reluctantly sat down on the chair and glanced at Fu Yijie, who was leaning against the side.

Fu Kun hesitated for a moment, then took out a pencil. What is Mom playing at? Does she know that I haven't done my homework at the desk every day and have just been drawing?

Fu Yijie had never been tickled before; he was momentarily taken aback, then desperately tried to escape, but after struggling for just a moment, he burst into laughter

When Mother returned home with Fu Yijie after buying a bunch of notebooks and pens, the meal was already cooked, and Fu Kun had just brought the pot back into the house

Wang Zhiqiang's driving skills are quite impressive; amidst the chaos, he managed not to fall. He maneuvered around several people on the ground and continued to pursue. Moreover, due to his initial defeat, he seemed quite angry, silently pedaling his bike as he chased after them.

I—" Zhang Yiwei elongated his voice, just about to curse, but before he could finish his words, the bicycle slipped slightly, twisted a couple of times, and then fell solidly to the ground. He rolled several times on the ground, inadvertently knocking down the two people following behind him, and the group of them tumbled together.

Fu Kun furrowed his brows and bit his lip: "I just feel annoyed"