pretend to be poor

The grandfather of Shunshou's group turned out to be Xue Ting's grandfather.

Tong Huai spent a few minutes digesting the news, then tugged on the corner of Xue Ting's clothes in a daze: "Then how do you know it's me?"

Xue Ting: "Based on the doctor's and the old man's description, it is a curly haired red scarf."

So the suspect was quickly identified.

Tong Huai: "..."

Tong Huai didn't like her natural curls since she was a child, and she didn't like others to use this as her identity. She didn't even call her cursive on WeChat.He touched his hair, and said angrily, "I'll straighten my hair tomorrow."

Xue Ting paused at the sound, stopped the car with one foot, and looked back at him carefully.

Tong Huai is a very standard "manga-type" handsome boy, with light-colored hair slightly curly, handsome face, round eyes that are clear and bright, and he can see to the end at a glance.

Honestly, it's beautiful.

You shouldn't describe a boy as beautiful, but Tong Huai is indeed very beautiful.

Curly hair suits him perfectly.

He paused, and commented in a light tone: "It's better to roll up."

"How do you know the suffering in the world..." Tong Huai looked at his thick black hair with a bitter face, and muttered sourly, suddenly felt uncomfortable, and kicked his foot, "Drive."

Xue Ting narrowed his eyes, said nothing, and turned back to ride his bicycle.

The bicycle that had just been flat and stable suddenly wobbled and swayed, and saw that it was about to hit a tree. Tong Huai raised his heart in his throat, and quickly gave up: "You always look at the road, and we will move forward." You have to go to the hospital to accompany your grandfather! Brother Xue!"

With a sound from Brother Xue, the weather is smooth, and the bicycle stabilizes.

Be careful!

Tong Huai was so angry that his teeth itch: "I'll see you when I get off the car...Hey! Brother Xue! Brother! Take it easy!"

Halfway through the conversation, the bicycle began to shake thrillingly again, Tong Huai was able to bend and stretch again, and the little vibrato also came out: "No one dares to sit in your back seat except me."

Xue Ting thought for a while, then replied with restraint: "Yes."

Except for Tong Huai, no one dared to get so close to him, and was not afraid of provoking him.

"That's it," Tong Huai patted his chest, and said earnestly, "The back seat of the bicycle is commonly known as the seat for the object. If you do this, you will be single for the rest of your life."

While talking, she peeked at Xue Ting's reaction, trying to formulate something.

Xue Ting said calmly, "My partner doesn't talk as much as you do."

Tong Huai said sincerely, "What you say is called a flag in the world."

After he finished speaking, he thought about it carefully, from what he meant, does Xue Ting really have a partner?

Tong Huai wentssiped all the way in his heart, and when he got outside the hospital, he remembered something and tugged at the corner of Xue Ting's clothes: "Wait for me."

Xue Ting stopped the car neatly with one foot, picked up the breakfast he bought for the old man, parked the car outside the hospital, and followed: "What are you doing?"

Tong Huai walked to a shop that sold fruit baskets and bouquets, bowed his head and carefully selected: "I went to see a patient, how can I do without something, I made trouble on the way and forgot, I should have bought some supplements."

Xue Ting didn't expect him to have this kind of heart. Thinking about his hard-earned money, he felt a little soft-hearted: "No, you saved the old man, we should thank you."

"Basic politeness." Tong Huai's attitude was rare and tough, and he looked back at the bicycle over there, "Is it safe to put it there?"

Xue Ting thought for a while, did not stop him, and waited for him with folded arms: "No."

Tong Huai said oh, and bent down to pick and choose.

He has a bad temper again, he hates this and that, he thinks this flower has a bad language, thinks that flower is too coquettish and cheap, thinks this fruit looks stale, thinks that fruit doesn't grow well, thinks it's a clerk. With his face turning green, he took out his mobile phone and paid for it under Xue Ting's indescribable eyes.

Holding the flowers and fruits and turning his head, Tong Huai opened his eyes wide, his face full of astonishment: "Xue Ting."

Xue Ting was still looking at the unattractive fruit that Tong Huai despised, thinking about why this one was so unattractive, he casually raised his head when he heard the sound: "Huh?"

"Come and play to find the difference." Tong Huai pointed to the gate of the hospital, "What's the difference between there and just now?"

Xue Ting: "Nothing..."

Halfway through the conversation, his expression changed slightly, his brows were furrowed, and he fell silent.

Tong Huai: "I believe you have already seen it."

Xue Ting's expression gradually disappeared.

Tong Huai didn't want to laugh at first, but seeing him like this, he couldn't help laughing out loud: "Didn't you say that bicycles can't be stolen?"

Xue Ting stopped talking and refused to talk to him.

Just then a big bicycle disappeared!

The hospital near the west district, sure enough, the law and order is not very ideal.

When entering the hospital, Xue Ting's face was always stinky.

The old man was on the third floor of the inpatient department, and the two crowded the elevator up.

Linlan City in early August was still very hot. After the heavy rain stopped, the endless hot flashes began again, and the elevator was especially stuffy.

Fortunately, the elevator arrived soon. Tong Huai and Xue Ting got out of the elevator, and Xue Ting paused before reaching the ward.

Tong Huai has been secretly watching him, and quickly took a step back when he saw this: "It's none of my business that you lost your bicycle."

"..." Xue Ting took advantage of his height and hands to carry him back, "I forgot to tell you, thank you."

"You helped me last time too, let's go." Tong Huai didn't care much, and pushed away from the ward.

The ward was filled with the unique smell of medicine and disinfectant in the hospital. There were several beds with patients lying there, and Grandpa Xue was on the bed by the window.

The two walked closer, looked at Grandpa Xue outside the window and turned back.

"Grandpa," Xue Ting put down the breakfast, "I brought you the curly hair you wanted."

Tong Huai thought to himself that you are really getting better at talking.

The old man looked kindly and peaceful, looking at Xue Ting, he did not inherit his old man's good temper.He took off his glasses, squinted, looked at Tong Huai carefully, put them on again, and smiled: "I also lost my glasses yesterday, and I didn't see clearly the kid who helped me, so it looks like this."

"Handsome?" Tong Huai asked.

The old man was happy: "Handsome."

He also pointed to Xue Ting, "better than him."

Xue Ting clicked his tongue, and was uncomfortable with his grandfather, so he could only ignore the behavior of pulling and trampling in person.

Mr. Xue has a very upright and elegant demeanor, with wrinkles around his eyes, but those eyes are deep and bright, somewhat similar to Grandpa Tong Huai.

After making a joke, Grandpa Xue thanked him harmoniously: "Little Tong, thank you so much yesterday."

Tong Huai shook his head: "It's just casual, anyone can do it."

"That's not necessarily true." With a smile in his eyes, Grandpa Xue waved his hand, signaling Tong Huai to sit next to him.

The old and the young chatted there, Xue Ting listened for a while, the old man liked to make fun of him, so he didn't participate in the conversation at all, walked to the window, and found that he could see the gate of the hospital where they came in.

The old man's name is Xue Jingyang, and he is more talkative. After a while, he became acquainted with Tong Huai.Tong Huai had a good impression of the old man and promised him to visit the hospital whenever he was free.

Old Master Xue was satisfied, and finally remembered his real grandson, pointing to Xue Ting who was standing by the window: "What is he doing?"

Tong Huai: "Remember the bicycle."

"Hey, it was stolen again." Grandpa Xue didn't ask the reason, and he understood it immediately.

Tong Huai grasped the key word vigilantly: "Again?"

Xue Jingyang was rather gloating: "This is the third bicycle he lost after he transferred to another school."

Tong Huai: "...the third car?"

Xue Jingyang pointed his finger seriously: "The first one, take me out, parked anywhere without locking it, and it was stolen."

"What about the second one?" Tong Huai was very interested.

"On the way to school, I heard a cat screaming in the alley. I went to save the cat whose legs had been bound by a bear boy, and got scratched a few times. When I went out, my bicycle disappeared. Fortunately, I caught the bus."

Got scratched by a cat?Go to school by bus?

Tong Huai was stunned.

"This third car..."

Xue Ting couldn't bear it anymore: "If you don't drink it, it will be cold, you should rest your old mouth.

Xue Jingyang listened to his grandson, picked up the porridge bowl, picked up the spoon, and said: "Ting Ting, after thinking about it, Grandpa feels that he still has to tell you something."

"You'd better have porridge."

Hearing these two repeated words, Xue Ting's expression showed a moment of despair, and then paralyzed with a sense of hopelessness, he just stared at Tong Huai and didn't speak.

Under his death gaze, Tong Huai suppressed a smile desperately.

God damn Tingting is not as good as Huaibao.

Xue Jingyang stirred the porridge, and said leisurely, "I still have to talk. Just now your bicycle was stolen, and I witnessed the whole process."

Xue Ting: "..."

I spent the whole morning with the old man in the hospital, but when I went back, I lost my bicycle, so the two had to take the bus.

Seeing the grandpa and grandson fighting each other all morning, Tong Huai was a little envious: "So you live with your grandpa."

"Ah."

"So come to the restaurant every day and bring two breakfast and dinner?"

"Well," said Xue Ting, "the old man likes it very much."

What about the parents?

A moment of doubt flashed in Tong Huai's heart.But he has relevant experience, and he doesn't easily ask his parents if others don't mention it.

Is Xue Ting also a single-parent family?Or not even a single parent...that's pretty pathetic.

"What do you have for lunch?"

"I'll do it."

Seeing the bus coming, Tong Huai and Xue Ting went up to swipe their cards, sat in the last row, and continued, "You two have such a good relationship."

Xue Ting leaned against the back of the chair, noncommittal.

"Seeing your grandpa, I miss my grandpa."

"Your grandfather..." Xue Ting heard his little tone of yearning, and was not sure whether the old man was still alive or not.

Tong Huai couldn't hear the hesitation in his words, and was annoyed: "My grandparents are still alive, but they have not been in good health these past few years. They moved to..." The word "abroad" was swallowed back, and Tong Huai got stuck. , reluctantly added, "The country has gone."

Xue Ting showed some doubts between his eyebrows.

I'm not in good health, so I shouldn't be picked up to take care of her, right?

Tong Huai also found a logical error and his heart beat faster.

He rubbed his little finger, thinking about a showdown, and worried that the big family gap would make Xue Ting feel inferior. After all, this person looks quite embarrassing.

Moreover, Xue Ting enthusiastically assisted him with his homework in order to prevent him from moving bricks in the future. He would definitely be very angry if he knew the truth...

Tong Huai thought about it messily, but Xue Ting nodded as if he understood something.

Apart from the fact that the son is not filial and does not accept his parents to support him, what reason is there?

Seeing that he seemed to justify his own words, Tong Huai didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.

It has to be the same as what Yu Wen said, take the initiative and find a good time to take the initiative to expose.

Xue Ting had to take some of Mr. Xue's belongings to the hospital. He told Tong Huai on the way that he would not go to the restaurant today.

Tong Huai's face was full of indifference, as if you were free to come or not: "Oh, it's up to you, Old Chai was very nervous yesterday, thinking that his cooking skills had declined, and he doubted his life."

He arrived at the station first, waved his hand to get off the bus, and when he arrived at the restaurant, he saw Lao Chai's smiling face, so guilty that he worked a lot harder.

In the evening, when it was time to release the animals, Tong Huai and Chai Liguo said goodbye, walked home slowly, checked on WeChat, and found out that at noon, Xue Ting transferred a sum of money.

He spends money lavishly, and he never remembers where and how much he spent, but he can guess that it is medical expenses, and he doesn't remember whether it is more or less.

Tong Huai thought about it, Lao Chai didn't open a restaurant to make a lot of money, and the menu price is low, but the daily burden of food is not small, so Xue Ting's financial conditions should not be particularly difficult.

But Xue Ting didn't mention his parents, he lived with his grandfather in the poor west of Wangzhen District, and he certainly didn't strive for a well-off life.

He thought, standing still and typing.

- Not curly and straight: Just treat it as your tuition fee, don't give it to me

-XT: Keep it.

-Non-curly and straight: No need, I haven’t thanked you for teaching me yet

Xue Ting seemed to think about it for a while, and sent a sentence: Accept it, and transfer 20 yuan to me.

What?

He didn't refuse, Tong Huai's appetite was whetted instead, he asked to collect the money out of curiosity, and sent a 20 yuan red envelope.

Xue Ting accepted the red envelope, but did not reply to Tong Huai's WeChat.

Tong Huai couldn't help caring, and walked while playing with his mobile phone.

When I was approaching the old house, a message popped up on the WeChat I had been staring at.

-XT: Watch the road.

Seeing this sentence, he subconsciously stopped, and then put something icy and cool on his forehead, which is very refreshing in summer.

A shadow enveloped him, and Tong Huai raised his head.

In summer, the sky was burning with fire and clouds, and a scorching wind blew over, shaking the corner of his shirt. Xue Ting put the smoothie sticking to his forehead into his hand, and he also held a glass in his hand.

"what is this?"

Xue Ting answered concisely: "Tuition fees."