Xueba at the same table from the future

Chapter 153 Visiting Relatives
"lalalalalalalala—"

In the white ward soaked in sunlight, a bottle of gardenia was placed on it.

"Stop humming, tell me, what did your kid do last week?"

Chen Mu glanced at Bai Duanyun's half-used leg, and naturally sat on the edge of the bed with Erlang's legs crossed.

Seeing that Bai Duanyun's eyes were still wandering, Chen Mu decisively took a banana from the bedside table next to him, and slowly peeled off the skin.

"Hey Muzi! Don't eat it! That's my health product."

"Replenishment, tsk—" Chen Mu curled his lips at Bai Duanyun, and accurately threw the banana peel into the trash can next to him.

"The relationship between the two of us still cares about this?" The dog-headed boy ignored Bai Duanyun's whisper again, and handed the banana to his mouth.

"Don't eat it, it was given to me when someone came to visit." Bai Duanyun looked at Chen Mu aggrieved.

"It's almost up to my mouth and you still don't want to eat it? Could it be possible to feed it to you? Don't you think it's disgusting?"

"I don't dislike it, after all, we both ate a spicy stick before." Bai Duanyun sneaked a glance at Li Xinxi standing beside him, and lowered his voice again.

"There is no such thing, at least I don't admit it." Chen Mu stopped his movements decisively when he heard this, and looked at Li Xinxi in front of him with an innocent face.

"Hehehehe——" what responded to the two was the silver bell-like laughter of the girl in yellow skirt, as clear as a spring, but the volume had already been adjusted to the lowest level.

"You two, don't make trouble here, this is the ward." Li Xinxi also sat beside Chen Mu and quietly looked at the white room.

"It's very similar to...", the girl in the yellow skirt whispered, and then leaned her head on Chen Mu's shoulder: "Is it a bit late to visit Bai Duanyun on Sunday?"

"It's not too late, you have to give others some time." Chen Mu stuffed the banana in his hand into the mouth of Bai Duanyun, who was lying on the bed, and peeled another one to feed the little squirrel.

"Don't eat it, hey!" Bai Duanyun's whimpering voice came from behind.

"I didn't eat—" Seeing that the little squirrel had already filled his cheeks, Chen Mu took out a tissue and wiped his hands, then turned his head and smiled gently at Bai Duanyun.

"You! You! Muzi, you will make me feel sicker and sicker." Bai Duanyun couldn't think of an excuse for a short time, so he pointed at Chen Mu's nose and cursed.

"Okay, okay, you don't look like a sick person like this, I guess you will recover in a short time." Chen Mu picked up the "Trend Hairstyle Encyclopedia" that was quietly placed on the bedside table.

"Yo, I took quite a lot of notes." The dog-headed boy spread out the book, and commented with the girl in the yellow skirt beside him with a smile.

"The handwriting is still nine bends and eighteen bends, but the notes are quite serious." Li Xinxi covered her mouth and chuckled, and pointed to another line of handwriting on the title page.

[It's hard to make you forget the past with a haircut, but it can be cut. 】

"Who wrote this?" In order to satisfy the little squirrel's curiosity, Chen Mu turned around and handed the title page to Bai Duanyun.

"Hey—" Bai Duanyun swallowed the long banana, and pointed to the bed next to him vaguely.

Bai Duanyun's bed was located in the middle of the ward, and on the bed near the window, an old man was snoring loudly.

"It's him?" Chen Mu glanced at the old man's thick and dry fingers, and then pointed to the correct handwriting on the title page.

"His name is Lao Yu." Bai Duanyun curled his lips: "Don't look at this old guy who is not very active during the day, but at night he is so noisy."

"Then why is he writing this in the book?" Hearing this, the little squirrel whose cheeks receded turned curiously.

"Hey—don't mention it." Bai Duanyun helped his forehead helplessly, and then lowered his voice a little: "Didn't I get a little injury from my father's beating? As for this guy, he is already in the I've lived here for a long time."

"As soon as this old man saw me, he started chatting with me about this and that. He used to be a barber for a period of time, but he only knew how to cut short hair. Every day he chatted with me about this topic, and made me Worship him as your teacher."

"You said? Is this possible? My evil god's eyes can tell at a glance that he is an ordinary person."

"So - the point is not this, is this a small injury for you?" Chen Mu tentatively poked Bai Duanyun's calf.

"Hiss—" was an extremely disappointing gasp.

"Gulu—" The old man on the bed beside him turned over and woke up slowly, his eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Chen Mu and the others suspiciously.

"Are you guys relatives of this little guy, Bai Duanyun?"

"No."

"Yes, I'm his brother, and the one next to him is his sister."

"The little guy said he is an only child, and his sister and brother are only living in dreams."

"...Then I am his cousin, and this is his cousin."

"He said that his cousin and his cousin were arrested together for setting up a stall to sell fake mobile phones."

"Stinky boy, why are you talking about everything?" Chen Mu tugged at Bai Duanyun's ear.

"Hey - don't stop, you're abusing the patient, stop quickly, you are my brother, and the beautiful, smart, cute and innocent girl next to you is...my sister."

"Hehehe—" Li Xinxi's smile grew even wider.

"It smells so good—" The old man ignored Chen Mu and Bai Duanyun's laughter and squabbles, and shifted his gaze to the glass bottle on the bedside table.

"You two are the little guy's classmates, right? You brought this gardenia? It smells really good."

Lao Yu squinted his eyes at Chen Mu and Li Xinxi, then turned his head to look at Bai Duanyun, who had been tortured by Chen Mu until he was out of shape, and grinned slightly.

"The young people nowadays are more interesting than the other. We bad old men are a bit behind the times."

Without saying a word, Lao Yu stroked the clean and neat short inch on his head: "Little guy, actually there is another advantage of the short inch, which is to cover the gray hair. Do you want to learn from me?"

"If you don't learn, don't learn..." Bai Duanyun waved his hand and continued to add: "My dream is to be a trendy hair stylist, and I don't want to learn such unfashionable things."

In the middle of speaking, the pig-headed boy tentatively moved his half-used calf, and winked at Chen Mu in a vicious way: "Muzi, this is actually a good thing."

"According to the doctor, I can be alive and kicking in two weeks at most. After all, my dad didn't have the heart to beat him hard. It's not a broken leg, it's just a bit harder."

"I don't understand where your happiness is?" Chen Mu cast a helpless look at Bai Duanyun.

"Don't worry, listen to me..." The excited look on Bai Duanyun's face became a little more serious: "Actually, nothing happened that day, and I even shaved my father's head."

"It's just that I woke up the next day with a little pain, so I was sent by my father, but...after this incident, my father finally didn't care about it like before, but was willing to support my dream. "

Speaking of this, the pig-headed boy's eyes were already full of excitement: "Although I have already mentioned this matter, I will feel very happy to mention it now."

"So who sent the bananas?"

"Yes……"

"Old Yu, if you talk, you won't have your share at night." Bai Duanyun unabashedly gave the old man beside him a look, causing him to sniff his nose and respond in silence.

"He's still as silly as ever—" Taking advantage of this gap, Li Xinxi quietly approached Chen Mu's ear.

"Okay, let's skip this question." Chen Mu coughed twice, and blinked at Bai Duanyun again.

"I'm curious, what exactly did you cut your dad's hair to make him change his attitude. I remember that your dad looked terrible when he was fierce."

"Inch size."

"what?"

"An inch, because I can only take an inch at the moment."

In order to avoid Chen Mu's strange eyes, Bai Duanyun resolutely chose to turn his head.

However, what he did not expect was that there were already enemies around the hospital bed at this time.

In the eyes of the pig-headed boy at this time, Lao Yu angrily sprayed his nose non-stop.

"And you said you couldn't cut your hair—"

(End of this chapter)