GBP Chapter 183 The Boy 5
Chapter 183 The Boy 5
Jiang Junqing's birthday is in a few days, and he is looking forward to it very much, counting down the days on his fingers every day.
"Little Moon, when I get my toy car, I'll definitely be as stingy as Big Brother. Let's play together!"
The toy car he was referring to was one that Jiang Defu saw in the window of the Friendship Store when he went to buy coffee for An Jie. Since his eldest son's birthday was in a few days, he bought it on a whim.
Jiang Guoqing was so enamored with it that he treasured it terribly and never allowed anyone else to touch it.
Jiang Junqing watched with envy, drooling, and privately complained to Lin Wangshu many times about Jiang Guoqing's stinginess.
Seeing this, Jiang Defu could only helplessly promise that he would buy Jiang Junqing an identical one next year for his birthday.
Lin Wangshu glanced unnaturally at the half-closed drawer, then nodded absentmindedly, "Okay, okay."
Because he was so excited, Jiang Junqing didn't notice Lin Wangshu's perfunctory attitude and continued to talk and gesture with her enthusiastically.
In the end, Lin Wangshu couldn't stand him anymore and pushed him out the door, saying, "You go out first, I'm tired and want to sleep for a while."
Looking at the closed door, Jiang Junqing felt a little wronged. Xiao Yueliang had never complained about his noise before.
Lin Wangshu breathed a sigh of relief and took out the bullet casings and glue from the drawer, which he had almost discovered earlier.
She carefully washed and dried the shell casings she had gotten from Jiang Junqing, preparing to use them to make airplane models.
Jiang Junqing used to constantly enviously tell Lin Wangshu how great that toy car was, which annoyed Lin Wangshu to no end; she was so tired of hearing it that her ears were calloused.
"Now that's good," Lin Wangshu said with a slight smile. "Once I finish making the airplane model, my ears will finally have some peace and quiet."
It was her first time doing it, so she was inevitably unfamiliar with it and wasted a lot of time.
Jiang Junqing's birthday is only two days away, and she has only finished half of it. But this guy keeps bothering her, making it impossible for her to find the time.
The night before his birthday, the family was eating in silence, with only the sound of chopsticks clattering against bowls audible on the table.
Lin Wangshu ate her steamed bun half-heartedly, her eyes unconsciously fixed on a corner of the table, wondering if she could finish her work tonight.
Jiang Junqing glanced at Jiang Defu and said expectantly, "Dad, tomorrow is my birthday!"
"Yes, I know." Jiang Defu nodded calmly.
Dehua chuckled and patted his head. "Our Junqing is another year older. Tomorrow, Auntie will cook you longevity noodles with two poached eggs!"
Anjie smiled at him, "You're still so young, and you're already thinking about your birthday."
Although she said that, she still said to Jiang Defu, "Come back early tomorrow, I'll cook some dishes, and our family can have a good get-together."
Jiang Defu thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, I don't have much to do tomorrow anyway."
Seeing that they were interrupting, Jiang Junqing quickly and anxiously hinted, "Dad, don't forget what you promised me."
"Hey, you brat, why are you dawdling today?" Jiang Defu frowned at him. "Didn't I already tell you to come back early tomorrow?"
"Just don't forget." Jiang Junqing thought he remembered, and even though he was scolded, he was still beaming with joy.
After finishing her meal, since it wasn't her turn to wash the dishes that day, Lin Wangshu put down her chopsticks and hurriedly returned to her room.
Completely ignoring Jiang Junqing's hesitant expression as he watched her back, he felt a pang of frustration. Why had Xiaoyue been so cold to him these past few days?
Lin Wangshu returned to her room, climbed onto the bed, pulled the curtain closed, and began working on the model that was still missing a wing, using a flashlight.
"Why is Big Sister being so secretive lately? And she's going to bed so early today." Yafei and Ya Ning whispered to each other as they flipped through their comic book.
Inside the curtain, Lin Wangshu was holding tweezers, carefully placing a bullet casing onto the model with trembling hands.
Seeing that it finally stood still and behaved properly, Lin Wangshu was overjoyed. She bent down and blew on it in small breaths to make the glue dry faster.
When the project was finally completed, Lin Wangshu held the airplane model with a smug look on her face. Tomorrow, Jiang Junqing would be thanking her.
As Lin Wangshu fell asleep at night, her eyes were closed and a smile played on her lips. A model airplane made of bullet casings sat beside her pillow.
The next day, Jiang Junqing looked at the dishes on the table and smiled broadly, revealing two rows of white teeth.
When Dehua brought out the steaming noodles, Lin Wangshu smiled, jumped off the stool impatiently, and said loudly, "Wait a moment, I'm going to get something."
After saying that, she jogged to the room, lifted the curtain, and took out the surprise she had prepared for a long time.
Just as she was about to leave, she heard Jiang Junqing shout, "You're being unfair!"
Her voice carried a sense of grievance and disappointment, along with a barely perceptible hint of tears.
Lin Wangshu's smile froze. She strode to the restaurant, only to see Jiang Junqing's angry figure running out.
At the dinner table, Jiang Defu clutched his chest, panting heavily, and pointed angrily at the door, saying, "Ignore him. I think he's gotten too big for his britches and dares to yell at me like that."
An Jie frowned and patted his back to soothe him, saying, "Today is Junqing's birthday, why are you angry with the child!"
Dehua stared at the doorway, his eyes filled with worry. He wanted to chase after the child but dared not, stamping his feet in frustration. "Why is this child running away?!"
The other three children remained silent, but Jiang Guoqing, being more magnanimous, retorted to Jiang Defu, "Dad, this is your fault today. You shouldn't have broken your promise."
"You get out too!" Jiang Defu was furious and said to him irritably.
Jiang Guoqing snorted indignantly, picked up a steamed bun, added some vegetables, and slowly went back to his room.
Lin Wangshu seemed to understand something, took a step forward, and complained to Jiang Defu, "Dad, you bullied my second brother today, it's so annoying!"
After saying that, she grabbed the airplane model, turned around, and rushed out the door to catch up with Jiang Junqing.
Jiang Defu was momentarily speechless as his daughter, who was usually so sweet and affectionate, suddenly turned stern and scolded him.
But he didn't seem annoyed at all. Instead, he shook his head and laughed, "This Jiang Junqing is quite popular. I've just angered everyone."
Seeing that his anger had subsided, Anjie secretly breathed a sigh of relief, patted him on the shoulder, and said irritably, "It's all your fault, who told you to forget?"
"Now that's settled, both of them have run away. Are you satisfied now?"
Dehua had been extremely anxious for a while, and seeing that the atmosphere had eased up a bit, he quickly said, "It's almost dark, are you all still sitting there? Why aren't you going out to look for someone?!"
Jiang Defu sighed and waved his hand, "Go, all of you, take the flashlights."
After chasing after him out of the house, Lin Wangshu didn't know where to look for him. Finally, after calming down and thinking it over, he headed towards the seaside.
The rocks by the sea were Jiang Junqing's favorite place to go when he was angry or upset.
Lin Wangshu once asked him curiously, and he scratched his head and explained embarrassedly that the sound of the waves was loud there, so that his crying could not be heard.
When she arrived at the place, panting, she saw the figure sitting on the highest rock under the sunset, and a relieved smile unconsciously appeared on Lin Wangshu's face.
As Jiang Junqing threw stones forward and shed tears, the grievances and anger that had been building up in his heart surged like waves, relentlessly and fiercely.
They're all biased; they all prefer the eldest brother and don't care about him. He'll always be number two!
Even Xiaoyueliang has stopped paying attention to him lately. Thinking of this, Jiang Junqing felt even more sad and his eyes stung. He felt that in all the world, no one put him first.
But as Jiang Weidong's tears flowed even more fiercely, his vision suddenly blurred, and a small model airplane appeared before him.
"Happy birthday, brother."