Chapter 86 2/2

“Because the two geniuses are not very proactive in exercising, they find lying in bed and thinking much better, a hundred times easier than rehabilitation.

Cen Lang suspects he’s not their biological child; the athletic cells differ by several orders of magnitude.

Unlike Dr. Xiao Jiang, he really looks like Uncle Jiang.

Upon learning of his son’s thoughts, Cen’s father, under intense urging, spent three hours on rehabilitation exercises with his wife on the same day.

When Cen Lang finishes dealing with this, towards the end of summer vacation, he suddenly learns that the Jiang family is moving out.

In these five years, Lu Jing has accumulated some military achievements and was allocated a military family’s house, guarded by sentinels at the entrance, which is very secure.

Moreover, Cen’s father and mother are awake, so they shouldn’t disturb their family reunion.

Jiang Wanlan, having stayed at the Cen’s for five years, feels that continuing to stay would be a bit “shameless.”

Cen Wei tries hard to persuade him, but Jiang Wanlan is determined to move. Jiang Li, though reluctant, chooses to go with his father.

The good news is that the military family’s residence is very close to the Cen’s.

Jiang Wanlan is worried about Jiang Li going to find Cen Lang, but Cen Lang can go find Jiang Li; they are still in the same school.

But Cen Lang is still unhappy; on the first day of middle school, he has a stern face. Everyone knows not to mess with Cen Lang until he takes a big shot to visit his brother.

His brother is so cute; his brother doesn’t look fierce anymore.

Jiang Li skipped two grades in primary school; the knowledge was too simple, making it boring for him. He wants to go to middle school quickly.

“Brother is really amazing,” Jiang Li marvels. Every time he skips a grade, his brother also skips a grade, always five grades apart.

Jiang Li is in fourth grade, and Cen Lang is in ninth grade. During the big break, the two would meet at the basketball court between the primary and middle school sections, enjoying snacks from home together.

“Candied haws… candied haws…” Outside, there’s an electric bike with an old grandpa carrying a load of candied haws, riding fast.

Even though there are plenty of elementary and middle school students on the other side of the wall, the old grandpa doesn’t dare sell candied haws to them; they are precious children, and parents are strict about their diet.

He rides his electric bike with full power, planning to sell it at the shopping plaza.

Suddenly, the ribs in little Jiang Li’s mouth don’t taste good anymore. He stands by the wall and shouts into the air, “Grandpa, can I buy candied haws?”

Grandpa selling candied haws didn’t hear, and the selling cry faded away.

Cen Lang: “Do you want to eat?”

Jiang Li nods and goes to ask Auntie to make it.

As the thought arises, Cen Lang directly flips over the two-metre-high wall, disappearing from sight.

“Wait for me here.”

Jiang Li blinks in surprise. Unconsciously, his brother’s figure becomes taller and larger, already over 1.8 metres, easily flipping over the wall.

Jiang Li compares his height with the wall; oops, he needs to drink more milk.

Jiang Li sits on a bench next to the basketball court, holding their two lunch boxes.

Both aren’t finished.

Jiang Li’s lunchbox contains fried spare ribs and taro cakes prepared by his dad.

He opens Cen Lang’s lunchbox. Ah, there’s still a lot left. Cen Lang has a big appetite, and the food is more suitable for satisfying hunger, like sandwiches, along with many candies, cookies, fried meatballs, and other snacks. Many types but in small quantities, purely to see if Jiang Li likes them.

Having just taken a bite of the sandwich, will it get cold if not eaten quickly?

Jiang Li waits and waits; the bell for class is about to ring, and Cen Lang hasn’t returned yet.

He starts to worry, attempting to climb the wall to check, but the wall is too high. Jiang Li tries twice and gives up, deciding to watch the time instead. He’ll wait for one more minute.

Without his phone, why is his brother, who is so big, still causing such worry? He needs to find a way to make him less impulsive.

Finally, a string of brightly coloured candied haws appears on the wall, and the next moment, Cen Lang flips over, supporting himself on the wall.

“For you.”

Cen Lang wipes away his sweat. That old man rode too fast, and his ears aren’t working well. Cen Lang chased him for two blocks before catching his bicycle.

The old man was startled to see him; in all his years of selling candied haws, it’s the first time a student in a school uniform has chased him here.

Jiang Li hands his AD calcium milk with a straw to Cen Lang. “Tired, huh?”

Cen Lang: “It’s fine.”

“You going out alone worries me; don’t do this in the future.”

Cen Lang neither agrees nor disagrees. If caught climbing over the wall without permission, he’ll have to write a letter of self-criticism. As long as he isn’t caught, it’s not a big deal for him.

Jiang Li takes a bite of a candied haw; it’s sour and sweet, making his eyes squint.

“Hurry and eat; we might be late,” Cen Lang urges.

Jiang Li: “You went through the trouble to buy me these hard-to-eat candied haws, and now I might be late.”

Cen Lang: “It’s my fault again.”

Jiang Li earnestly finishes a string of candied haws, returns to the classroom, and gets punished with standing for a class.

There are many watchful eyes on campus. Cen Lang is still working on a math paper, and a group of his friends reports to him, “Cen bro! Your little brother got punished with standing!”

Cen Lang pauses his pen and says, “It’s okay.”

“He stood for the entire class!”

“…”

“Uh-oh, Cen bro, the headmaster found a candied haw tag in the trash can, checked the surveillance, and found your little trick; a two-thousand-word self-criticism is on the way.”

School shops aren’t allowed to sell food with tags to prevent students from using them as weapons.

Middle school students are at a critical point of differentiation; some Alpha temperaments are quite irritable, leading to frequent conflicts. The school’s response is to increase patrol during breaks, with special emphasis on accident-prone areas, especially the boys’ restroom.

Cen Lang puts down his pen, fearing nothing. Jiang Li ate so slowly; why didn’t he eat the tag?

Double punishment of standing and self-criticism.

At noon after school, Cen Lang shamelessly puts the specially designated red grid paper for self-criticism in front of Jiang Li and says, “Two thousand words, help me write it.”

A bit of caring for his younger brother, but bone-breaking in the face of self-criticism!