come on, fight

Zhou Yejin almost jumped up from the bed in excitement, puffed up her cheeks, and protested angrily.

Zhou Yejin felt that Zhou's father and Zhou's mother might not have deliberately changed the way to deal with him. First, Zhan Xunche moved to the opposite door, and then she had to go to make up lessons for him. It was nothing more than taking up his game time, and she still had to catch up. Looking at Zhan Xunche's eccentric face, what is he trying to figure out.

Zhan Xunche was also very worried. When he and Zhou Yejin met, they would fight if they didn't agree with each other. If they had to face each other day and night to make up homework together, they would have to fight at least once a day. It was a waste of his energy.

Besides, Zhou Yejin is usually not so eager to learn, he probably can't guarantee it, it's strange if he can teach him.

Seeing that the two of them looked unwilling, the parents of the two families came to the conclusion secretly: Sure enough, the conflict between the two of them is already extremely serious, and if they don't try to alleviate this deadlock, they will really go irreconcilable in the future. the point.

Zhou Yejin and Zhan Xunche firmly refused, but their parents were even more firm than them.

"You don't agree? If you don't agree, you have to agree!" Zhou's father said loudly, "I asked you to make up lessons, so that you can take the opportunity to cultivate a relationship with Ah Che. You think that you can really teach others with your two grades. good?"

Zhan's father was also aroused by Zhan Xunche's attitude, he pointed to Zhan Xunche on the bed, and walked up and down the room like the wind under his feet, "Don't put on an expression that Xiao Jin can't teach you. , no matter how you say he is older than you, you have a lot to learn from him."

The aggressive method is indeed one of the best methods.

Zhou Yejin and Zhan Xunche were a little unconvinced after hearing what their father said, and they gritted their teeth and accepted the decision.

"Make it up." Zhou Yejin raised her chin.

"Then I'll see what he can do for me." Zhan Xunche said slowly.

Zhou's mother has been standing next to Zhou's father without making a sound. At first, she thought that this ideological work would take at least a whole morning, but now seeing that Zhou Yejin changed her mind so quickly, she gave her husband a wink in admiration.

Zhou's father raised an eyebrow at her, turned around and turned to Zhou Yejin with a serious look, "Then you decide when to start, it's better to be earlier."

Zhou Yejin looked at Father Zhou with great ambition, "I can make up now, as long as he doesn't fail to keep up."

"Okay, now is now." Father Zhou said.

Zhou Yejin found out her own clothes and put them on indiscriminately, jumped out of bed and hurried to Zhan Xunche's house.

Before Zhou's mother could react, Zhou Yejin had already run away, so she hurriedly shouted to the door, "Hey, I haven't had breakfast yet!"

Father Zhou patted her on the shoulder lightly, and said calmly, "It's okay, he will be back soon."

The door of Zhan Xunche's house was not locked from the inside, and Zhou Yejin opened it as soon as he twisted the handle, as if it had been reserved for Zhou Yejin in advance.

Zhan Xunche was still sitting on the bed in the room at this time, wrapped in a thin summer quilt, pursing his lips and listening to his parents' non-stop lectures.

"When the time comes, you have a good attitude and get along with Xiao Jin, don't always make him angry on purpose." Zhan's father and Zhan's mother took turns to enter the stage. As soon as Zhan's father finished speaking, Zhan's mother started again.

Before Zhanmu's words fell to the ground, two screams of pain came from the door, which was mixed with the loud noise when the door opened.

One of the screams came from Zhan's father. He was standing still at the door. Zhou Yejin suddenly pushed the door open from the outside. The door hit him directly on his right shoulder with a burst of force. Immediately he felt it on his right shoulder. A dull pain.

The other sound came from Zhou Yejin, and the door bounced back quickly after hitting Zhan's father. Zhou Yejin just stepped into the room, and before he could react, his face collided with the bounced door.

The air in the room froze, Zhan Xunche and Zhan's mother opened their lips slightly, staring blankly at the picture at the door.

Zhan's father was fine, after rubbing his shoulder, he felt less pain.

It was Zhou Yejin's nose that was hit. At this moment, he covered his nose with both hands, grinning in pain, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Zhan Xunche was the first to react, and immediately threw off the quilt and jumped out of bed, walking in front of Zhou Yejin in three steps at a time.

Through the tears in his eyes, Zhou Yejin vaguely saw a figure walking towards him, short and short, and he knew who it was.

Zhan Xunche pulled away Zhou Yejin's hand covering his nose, and turned his face seriously, looking at his bumped nose.

Zhou Yejin thought that Zhan Xunche was here to express his concern, and just about to be moved, Zhan Xunche dispelled the emotion that he had finally gathered together.

"It's like a pig that crashed into a tree just after it came out of the slaughterhouse." Zhan Xunche looked straight at his nose, with a smile on the corners of his eyes and brows.

There was nothing serious about Zhou Yejin's nose, it didn't even turn red. At most, the tip of the nose looked a little fleshy, but it should be natural.

Zhan Xunche smiled and gently pushed his nose, "Pair it with a pig nose, it's just right."

Zhou Yejin wiped away tears, and opened his mouth angrily to refute, but the words were on his lips. He casually glanced at Yan Zhan Xunche's lower body, but couldn't say anything.

Zhan Xunche tilted his head to look at him strangely, "What's wrong with you, you were knocked stupid?"

"Blind." Zhou Yejin pointed to Zhan Xunche's lower body, motioning him to look for himself.

Zhan Xunche lowered his head in the direction he was pointing, and realized that he was coming down too quickly. At this time, he was only wearing a pair of children's shorts with a huge cartoon image printed on it.

"I didn't expect...your aesthetics are so unique." Zhou Yejin couldn't move his eyes away from the stimulation of that cartoon image, it was so ugly.

Zhan Xunche looked a little embarrassed, this pair of shorts was newly bought by Zhan's mother, originally he refused to wear them, but Zhan's mother forced him to wear them.

Zhan Xunche turned his head to look at the clothes he had piled up beside the bed, and then at Zhou Yejin's half foot that was still outside the door. He suddenly opened his palm and placed it on Zhou Yejin's chest.

Zhou Yejin stared blankly at the hand on his chest, "What are you doing?" Before he could ask, Zhan Xunche had already pushed him out of the door.

Zhan Xunche closed the door with a bang, and when he opened it again, he was already dressed, with a dark face, as if he was owed 800 million.

As soon as Zhou Yejin saw his face, he felt that not only his nose hurt, but his teeth also started to hurt.

"Are you here to make up lessons?" Zhan Xunche asked him bluntly.

"En." Zhou Yejin touched her nose and nodded twice.

"Where are the books?" Zhan Xunche asked.

Zhou Yejin was taken aback for a moment, and in the morning he was only thinking about rushing this way, he completely forgot about getting the book.

"Did you not bring it?" Zhan Xunche asked again seeing that he was silent.

Although Zhou Yejin refused to admit it, but the fact was so, he could only nod aggrievedly.

Zhan Xunche wanted to laugh at him, but Zhou Yejin left Zhan Xunche's house straight after saying "wait, I'll bring it right away".

"The most important thing he should bring is his brain." Zhan Xunche pointed to Zhou Yejin who was leaving in a hurry, and turned to look at Zhan's father and Zhan's mother.

Zhan's father grinned when he heard this, and his eyes tended to narrow. Before he could laugh, Zhan's mother next to him suddenly punched his arm.

"Cough!" Father Zhan put away his smiling hand, put his fist on his mouth, and coughed lightly, "Xiaojin is older than you, so pay attention to your attitude."

Zhan Xunche curled his lips, looked at the direction Zhou Yejin left and said nothing.

When Zhou Yejin ran back to her home, Zhou's father and Zhou's mother were sitting at the dining table eating. The two were talking and laughing, as if shielding everything around them, and they didn't even notice that Zhou Yejin had returned.

Zhou Yejin couldn't bear to look directly at her parents at the dining table.

He really admired these two people. They have been married for more than ten years, and they are still as tired every day as if they just started dating.

This atmosphere made Zhou Yejin afraid to stay longer in the living room, if he stayed longer, he would definitely get goose bumps all over his body.

The textbooks that Zhou Yejin finished every semester are usually dumped at home, and Zhou's mother takes care of everything after that. He doesn't even know where to put the books.

Now it is a bit difficult for him to find out one by one.

Zhou Yejin searched the bedroom, but didn't even find a book corner.

He had no choice but to go back to the living room, enduring goosebumps and asking Mother Zhou for help.

"Mom, where are my third grade books?" Zhou Yejin asked standing by the dining table.

Zhou's mother was still chatting with Zhan's father with a smile, she didn't seem to hear his question, she didn't even turn her head back.

Seeing Zhou's mother ignoring him, Zhou Yejin suddenly turned up the volume and shouted again, "Mom!"

This sound seemed to be yelling in Mother Zhou's ear, and she shrank her neck in fright.

"Slow down, what are you shouting so early in the morning?" Father Zhou stretched out his little finger, bared his teeth, and licked his ears.

"Shut up, can you hear me?" Zhou Yejin felt aggrieved.

"When did you come back?" Mother Zhou looked at him in confusion.

"Just now..." Zhou Yejin felt even more wronged.

"I didn't notice." Zhou's mother smiled shyly.

Zhou Yejin wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Zhou's father.

"The book is in the storage compartment under the bed, you can see it by lifting the bed board." Father Zhou pointed to his bedroom and said.

"You know I didn't bring a book?" Zhou Yejin tilted her head.

"I know." Father Zhou said calmly.

"Then why didn't you stop me?" Zhou Yejin asked

Zhou's mother reached out to hold his head, and turned his face to Zhou's mother, "Can you stop screaming? You can run faster than a rabbit."

Zhou Yejin pouted and said nothing, went back to the room to get the book.

He lifted the mattress, rubbed his hands, and tentatively pushed the bed board up.

The bed board was motionless.

Zhou's father didn't know when he stood behind him. Seeing that he couldn't push, Zhou father sneered and went to the end of the bed to help him push.

"I knew you would never be able to push the bed." Father Zhou said triumphantly, as if it was an honor to be able to push the bed.

"..." Zhou Yejin looked at Father Zhou speechlessly.

After the bed board was opened, he took a few books and left. He didn't stay at home for 5 minutes the whole time. It can be said that he came and went in a hurry.

Seeing him coming out, Zhou's mother raised her hand to ask him to eat, but in the blink of an eye, Zhou Yejin disappeared again.

"Didn't eat breakfast again..." Zhou Mu murmured.

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