please stop being jealous

On Monday, I don't go to work, but Xu Luo also has classes, and her earliest class today starts at [-] o'clock.

She is studying business administration at the Polytechnic University, and she is still in the second semester of her junior year. She is very busy during the week, and her grades are very good, so she is even more busy.

With her sleeping pills by my side, I slept very well last night. I don't even know when she left my place.

That's good, so I won't be able to sleep after I'm woken up by her.

Finally, it wasn't until the sky was very bright that I woke up in bed.

I also have to wake up. I called home last night and told me that I had to go back to eat at noon. If I didn’t get up again, my mother’s life-threatening serial call was coming.

But it was still about ten minutes late, so when I was in the car, my mother called me to rush me.

"Xiao Yu, are you in the car? Be careful."

"When I come back, take a basket of strawberries from the fruit shop downstairs. I want big ones and sweet ones."

"Drive hard and don't get distracted."

The place where I live is not in the same district as my home, even a little far away. When I was young, my home was the best-developed area in Liucheng. As a result, after 20 years, it was labeled as "old". label, and the apartment where I live now is the new bustling area of ​​Liucheng.

Even urban areas get old, not to mention me, every time I go home, I think about the fact that I will be 30 in a few years.

The fruit shop downstairs has been open for many years, and the boss has changed from an uncle to an uncle. It has not changed in all these years.

I have also grown up, but when I see the boss, I still have to call him with a smile: "Uncle Pang."

Uncle Pang was still leaning against the wall and snoring with his eyes closed, but he woke up immediately when he heard my words, and looked a little surprised: "Oh, isn't this Xiao Yu?" came back?"

"Come back and have a look." I replied with a smile, and directly picked up a small basket of strawberries, "My mother asked me to buy a basket."

Uncle Pang waved his hand, and scratched his messy hair again: "I won't charge you, just take it to eat, and I'll treat you as an uncle." After he finished speaking, he showed an expression of remembering things, "Besides, you gave me the money before. My brat made up lessons, and you didn't ask for my tuition fee."

Uncle Pang’s family has two children, an elder sister and a younger brother. The younger brother took the college entrance examination last year, but his grades were not very good at that time, so Uncle Pang found me who was relatively free and asked me to help make up for my younger brother.

He was too polite, I shook my head, and scanned the WeChat QR code that was put aside: "I will transfer it to you according to the market price, otherwise my mother will find out later, and my skin will have to be peeled off." Uncle Pang sighed , I smiled, "Next time I will come and find you secretly."

Uncle Pang smiled and nodded with satisfaction: "Okay!"

The neighborhood looks a little old, the walls outside are covered with creepers, and the chirping of insects can be faintly heard.

The gate was rusty and had to be opened manually. There was a small security booth next to the small gate I walked through. When the security guard saw me, he also chatted with me.

It just means you haven't seen me for a long time.

I just smiled and answered "too busy" and walked in.

The community is a square structure, with a large yard in the middle for residents to relax, and there are some small pits on the ground in the middle. The water inside has not dried up due to the continuous rain recently.

This area is a bit humid, so it is colder, but fortunately, I have already prepared, and I put on a slightly thicker coat after getting off the car.

It's not an elevator room. It's only on the fifth floor. My house lives on the second floor of the building on the left. I walked to the door for less than a minute and stood there.

It was cold enough outside, not to mention inside, the corridor was always cold.

I took out the key and opened the door. When I was still changing my shoes at the entrance, I called out: "Mom, Dad."

At first, they thought they were out, but there was movement from the kitchen, and they were all cooking inside, and the prepared meals were placed on the dining table.

I put the strawberries on the coffee table first, then went to the door to lean on, watching them busy, I didn't mean to go up and help them at all.

"You, you." My mother glanced at me while cooking, "Why didn't you say you were coming back before dinner last night? Otherwise, we would cook more last night and give you the leftovers today."

My dad laughed "hehe": "Are you willing?"

My mother glared at him: "Why are you reluctant? It's your daughter, not mine."

Me on the side: "...?"

I couldn't help laughing out loud: "Hey, hey, isn't that too much?"

"Are you a little impetuous recently?" My mother's expression changed and she started to ask me.

Asked by her like this, I pretended to be thinking, pondered for a few seconds before answering: "It's okay."

As soon as I finished speaking, the doorbell rang. I stopped giving my mother a chance to ask me anything, and pointed to the door: "I'll go and open the door."

The one who came outside the door was my godmother, that is, Song Chicheng's mother. When she saw me, the wrinkles on her face were all piled up with a smile.

"Hey, it's just that your working hours are different from Gallop's, otherwise you can come back and take a look together."

I just laughed along: "It's impossible for us to work in a factory like you."

I have such a good relationship with Fangyuan and the others because their parents used to be colleagues and friends, so Fangyuan and the others are like childhood to me.

"Besides, godmother, I've been with Song Chicheng for a long time, and we're going to fight. This won't change as we grow up."

Where is the fight, I think it's just me bullying Song Chicheng unilaterally.

I felt that there should be nothing wrong with what I said, but my godmother sighed after hearing it. She took my wrist and sat down on the sofa, looking hesitant to speak, looking at me with hesitation.

I remembered, I have to help Song Chicheng when I get home this time.

"Godmother, are you thinking about galloping?"

"Yes."

"You said that he is already 27, and it's fine if he doesn't fall in love. He doesn't want to go to any of the blind dates arranged for him. If he goes, he can cope with it..."

When she said this, her brows were filled with sorrow: "Xiao Ji, why don't you go talk to Chi Cheng? You persuade him."

The smell of the food was still wafting, I patted her on the shoulder and didn't agree to her words: "Godmother, it's like this, I told Chi Cheng before, what about him..." I licked my lower lip and lowered my voice, "He has been secretly in love with a girl for many years, and now he dare not tell others that he likes her. If you ask him to go on a blind date, aren't you playing against him?"

My godmother's eyes turned from dark to bright: "Really?"

"Yeah." I didn't have any anxiety about lying, and continued very naturally, "How could he tell you these things, as his sister, he told me everything before."

I have always behaved very well in Song Chicheng's house, and my godfather and godmother firmly believe that I will never deceive them.

As soon as I said these words, my godmother really believed in it.

"Do you have a picture of that girl? Do we know each other?"

I patted the back of her hand, smiled, and signaled her to rest assured: "I'm in charge, don't worry, if there is any turning point in the future, I will tell you."

It happened that my parents yelled "It's time to eat" at this time, and I finally breathed a sigh of relief. Lying to deal with the elders is really a technical job, but my parents never urged me to do this.

Because they know that it is definitely useless to urge me, and I am not a peerless good boy.

No, it might have been in the past, and because of this, my current freedom and unrestrainedness is a late rebellion.

The intention of going home is very simple, to have a meal and chat with the elders. After all, the frequency of my coming back once a month or two is the lowest among the four of us.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, I returned to the car.

Because of nostalgia, even if the family started a business later, my parents didn't intend to move the family out of here.

It may also be waiting for the house to be demolished, and I vaguely heard my mother talking about it during the Chinese New Year.

The fruit I just got from Uncle Pang was placed on the co-pilot. There were only two oranges.

When talking about this in the group, Fang Yuan couldn't help but say to me: [Ah Ji, do you feel like you've become a bully. 】

Neighborhood leader?I raised my eyebrows.

I was still typing and was about to answer "I don't think so", when Huo Lingshu jumped out: [Isn't Quba me? 】

Seeing the content she sent, I paused with my fingertips, and Song Chicheng spoke again: [Forget it, Miss Xiaoling, Ou Ba must be single, you are not. 】

In my situation, it cannot be said that I am not single, and Huo Lingshu had a boyfriend two months ago.

I pursed my lips and deleted the content I was about to send. Before I sent it, Huo Lingshu's message popped up again: [Okay, I just sent him a message and dumped him. This district bully must be me . 】

Fangyuan: [? 】

Song Chicheng: [? 】