What should I do if I found my aunt's towel in Zhuma's schoolbag?

Mo Yao was amused to watch from the side, stretched half of his body on Shan Linjia's thigh and looked at him: "Tongquechun locks Erqiao deeply?"

Li Yiming shouted subconsciously: "A branch of red apricot came out of the wall!"

After speaking, his face turned red, and he rushed over to scratch Mo Yao.

"Little Santu, you have grown courageous, dare to make fun of brother!"

"Okay, okay." Shan Linjia stopped him in time, and stepped back to protect Mo Yao: "I don't know how to recite poems, is there any reason?"

"I don't have it." Every time Shan Linjia glared at him like this, Li Yiming immediately didn't dare to do anything wrong, and knelt aside and wronged Bala's explanation: "Brother Dajia, you don't know, I really remember those ancient poems and Song lyrics I can’t help it, Dongfeng and Zhou Lang are convenient, just say that Dongfeng doesn’t care about Zhou Yu, isn’t it okay if he doesn’t want to help him? It’s so simple and easy to understand in vernacular. what does it mean."

Shan Linjia looked at him speechlessly, and he suddenly understood Qin Qin's hatred of iron being weak.

Mo Yao smiled secretly from behind: "Then what, Brother Ming, I won't let you recite ancient poems, I'll teach you how to distinguish front and back nasal sounds today, um, let's use Lao Qin's name as an example, listen up , Qin Qin, read qinqin, not qingqing, it’s all in two tones, read it after me, Qiyi Yinqin (refer to the pronunciation of the colloquial pinyin breakdown).”

Li Yiming blinked his eyes, and followed him very hard to read: "July [-] is because of love."

Mo Yao: "No, it's Qiyi Yintan."

Li Yiming: "July [-] is because of love."

Mo Yao: "..."

Shan Linjia: "..."

Qin Tan: "Hmph."

Li Yiming: "???"

The last few people stopped memorizing Lao Shizi's ancient poems and Song Ci. Those who should play games played games, and those who should read comics read comics. come up.

He Man put the fruit plate on the table, with an inscrutable smile on his face all the time, and looked at them with a smile on his pretty almond eyes: "If you're tired, eat some fruit and take a rest, it's hot, and you'll get tired easily if you overuse your brain of."

She bit the words "excessive use of the brain" very hard, and she didn't know if she meant something. The big boys held their breath and nodded at her tacitly.

"Got it, thank you Mom."

"Understood, thank you, auntie."

He Man nodded, turned around, opened the door and went out.

Several people collectively breathed a sigh of relief, and Mo Yao was the first to paralyze on Shan Linjia unbearably: "It's terrible, Brother Ming, your mother is so beautiful, but how can smiling be scarier than not smiling? When the eyes see me, the hairs on my back go straight."

"It's only now that I realize that my mother's death smile is terrifying? Xiao Santu, you are really a model."

Li Yiming let out a breath, and pretended to be a person who had come here to talk to him about science: "Let me tell you, don't look at my mother who is usually virtuous and virtuous, and looks like a lady, but she has a dark belly behind her back. My father and I She can tell clearly where she ate a few steamed buns when she went out, and which pit she squatted in a public toilet for a few minutes. Sometimes I really suspect that she has laid a net on both of us. It doesn’t necessarily mean that there are her eyeliners everywhere.”

Seeing that he spoke so miraculously, Qin Tan couldn't stand it first and gave him a kick: "Come on, you want to be cut off again by calling your mother like a half-fairy."

"What I said is true! Do you believe it or not!"

Li Yiming snorted, picked up the game controller and poked it a few times to vent his anger.

The other three looked at his childish behavior amusedly, bowed their heads and went about their own business.

After staying at Li Yiming's house for a long time, the sun was already setting when Shan Linjia and Mo Yao came out. Qin Qin had something to do at home, so he left early after two o'clock in the afternoon.

The two of them walked back leisurely along the river. The evening wind blew away the sweltering heat of the whole day, and the air was finally cooler.

Mo Yao kicked the pebbles at his feet, and occasionally turned his head to look at Shan Linjia next to him, his eyes were dripping, not to mention how lovely he was.

When he sneaked to the side for the fifth time, he was caught by Shan Linjia. He grinned and showed his big white teeth: "You keep peeping at me, and you are conquered by your husband's handsome face?"

"Smelly." Mo Yao snorted, and stared at him generously: "I just think you are handsome, but I don't know why you look so old, you don't look like a junior high school student at all."

"That's your husband. I have the charm and masculinity of a mature man, understand." He said and squeezed his face twice: "You look good-looking with thin skin and tender flesh, but at best It can only be offered as a vase, and when the critical moment comes, it still depends on your husband and I turning the tide."

Seeing how proud he was when he climbed the line, Mo Yao couldn't help but smiled and gave him a thump: "I'll give you two points, and you want to open a dyeing room."

Not to mention, the hard muscles on his body are really manly.

When the two walked to Mo Yao's house talking and laughing, they found that the door had been opened, and they couldn't see clearly what was inside.

Mo Yao looked back at him: "My uncle is back."

"Go in and have a look."

When they entered, Su Chi was sitting alone on the sofa eating instant noodles, his back was straight, even eating a bowl of instant noodles was much more elegant and extravagant than others.

The smell of instant noodles filled the room, and just smelling it made my stomach growl.

Shan Linjia rubbed his stomach, walked over and inhaled the fragrance: "Uncle beauty, why are you eating instant noodles?"

Finding that they came back, Su Chi didn't have any emotional ups and downs, and pointed to the air conditioner that was already running on the opposite wall: "It's been installed all afternoon, and I just had time to eat, so I just made some casually for cushioning."

After speaking, she turned her head and looked at Mo Yao beside her: "Yao Yao hasn't eaten yet, I'll make some for you later."

The beautiful uncle is not only beautiful, but also has excellent cooking skills. Fortunately, he is not a woman, otherwise he would have been robbed by the bachelors in the village.

Mo Yao sat down next to him, looking at the bowl of instant noodles in his hand with greedy eyes: "I want to eat this too."

Don't blame him for being greedy, it's just that Su Chi usually manages too strictly, thinking that these are junk food, and basically won't let him eat them unless there are special circumstances.

Uncle Beauty really frowned when he heard him say that, but a beauty is a beauty, and the look of frowning with such a gloomy face has a special charm, which makes Shan Linjia's heart pounding.

"There is still some rice left in the pot. I can make you fried rice with shrimps and eggs in a while. It will be quick, within 10 minutes..."

"No, I'm going to eat this."

"Yes, Uncle Beauty, you can make an exception and let him eat once, this one is faster, it only takes 3 minutes."

Shan Linjia, who was standing behind, interjected without fear of death, and was met with a very technical look at Su Chi.

Although he still doesn't want him to eat it, but he has always loved Mo Yao, how could he resist being so coquettish to himself, seeing him staring at him with sparkling eyes, let alone let him eat a bowl of instant noodles, just give him It is also willing to have a table full of Han people.

Su Chi stood up, going out to throw away the finished instant noodle box.

"There's only one box left, go eat it."

"Yeah!" Mo Yao assumed a victorious posture, turned around and slapped Shan Linjia next to him.

When I ran to the kitchen to get the instant noodles, I suddenly realized a problem. There was only one box, and he ate it. What about Shan Linjia?

Shan Linjia seemed to be aware of this problem, and rubbed his head indifferently: "It's okay, you can eat it yourself, anyway, I'm going back later, just buy a few boxes from the canteen on the way."

Mo Yao thought for a while, stretched out his head to look outside, and found that Su Chi hadn't shown any sign of coming back, so he hurriedly grabbed Shan Linjia's wrist and dragged him into his room.

"Daughter-in-law, what's the matter?"

Mo Yao lowered his head and fiddled with the instant noodles. After tearing open the seasoning packet, he picked up the kettle next to him and poured hot water in it, then closed the lid and looked at him.

"I want to have a bowl with you, but I can't let my uncle see it."

Su Chi has a very serious obsession with cleanliness, not only can't see himself dirty, but also can't see his precious nephew dirty, so he has always strictly prohibited Mo Yao from sharing the table and chopsticks with others or eating in the same bowl.

Shan Linjia had also experienced the overly neurotic cleanliness of the beautiful uncle, so he smiled and approached Mo Yao.

"My daughter-in-law still loves me."

When the two young men were growing up and had a big appetite, they sucked up a bowl of instant noodles in two or three mouthfuls, and Shan Linjia was so poor that he didn't even keep a mouthful of noodle soup.

After eating, he still licked his mouth with some dissatisfaction: "You said that I usually don't think instant noodles are so delicious, how come I eat them with you and find them fucking delicious, I really want to have a few more bowls. "

Mo Yao didn't eat too much, thinking that today Su Chi made an exception and let him eat once, it was a great kindness. He didn't know when he would have to wait next time, he grabbed Shan Linjia's shoulder and looked at him pitifully. .

"Next time we will go to your house to eat."

"to make."

Shan Linjia agreed heartily, looking at him with his unconscious pampering in his eyes.

Shan Linjia went back after eating the instant noodles. Su Chi walked in with his mobile phone and looked at Mo Yao who was sitting on the sofa watching the news broadcast.

"When did you start to care about national affairs?"

"Just look at it casually, there is nothing interesting about this point."

Mo Yao looked at the mobile phone in his hand: "Are you calling again at home?"

"Well, it's your third brother who came back from the United States and wants to visit you recently."

"The third brother is coming!" Mo Yao's eyes lit up when he heard him say that: "Really? When is he coming?"

Don't blame him for being so excited, it's just that he hasn't seen his family for a long time since he moved to Xiaoli Village, let alone the third child who loves him the most.