[Aoyama Pine and Cypress] Picked up a little crying bag

After Wei Yang finished the exam, he went home and slept for two days.

When I woke up, I didn't feel refreshed at all. I just felt a terrible pain in my back, as if I had been stabbed by something for a long time.

He raised his body, touched the bed, first touched a hard plastic figure, dragged it out and saw it was an Ultraman.Continue to touch, and touch the plastic wheel - a model armored car.Touch again, airplane models, soldier figurines, game controllers... In short, there are everything for little boys.

Wei Yang suppressed his temper and didn't lose his temper. He wanted to see how many things he could find.

He stretched his hand to the edge of the bed, touched a warm arm, and he pushed hard.There was a loud bang, followed by a cry of "Wow", which made Wei Yang want to cover his ears.

Wei Yang swore that he really wanted to push Ying Quliang to the ground, but there was a carpet on the floor and the bed was not high, so he would not push Ying Quliang to the ground.

Immediately, his guts turned green with regret, he forgot that Ying Quliang was a little crybaby!

Wei Yang turned over and got off the bed, squatted in front of Ying Quliang, pulled him into his arms, squeezed Ying Quliang's thin arms and legs, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Ying Quliang shook his head.

Wei Yang shook Ying Quliang angrily, "Why cry if it doesn't hurt?"

"Can't you cry!" Ying Quliang said, "It's too scary!"

Wei Yang saw that Ying Quliang was crying, so he yelled a few more words, and Ying Quliang would most likely use tears to make him feel guilty.

"Don't cry, I'm not going to do anything today, just play with you all day." Wei Yang said, pulling out the wet towel on the bedside table to help Ying Quliang wipe away his tears.

The wet wipes were the softest ones he bought at the baby store. He didn't know if it was suitable to use these wet wipes to wipe Ying Quliang's tears, but it was better than toilet paper.

He always felt that although Ying Quliang was a bit dark and his facial features hadn't developed yet, his face always revealed a domineering kingly air, so he must look good when he grows up.Thinking of this, Wei Yang couldn't help but want to buy better things for Ying Quliang without damaging his skin.

The two were planning how to play today, when there was a knock on the door outside.

Wei Yang quickly changed his home clothes, put on a simple T-shirt and pants, and was about to open the door. Ying Quliang grabbed Wei Yang's clothes and looked up at Wei Yang, "Who is it?"

"I'll go take a look." Wei Yang said, sized up Ying Quliang, grabbed a coat and put it on Ying Quliang, "Maybe Wei Ang came to pick you up."

"It's possible." Ying Quliang counted the days when his parents were away on business, and they should be back in a few days.

Wei Yang opened the door, and with a bang, the ribbons in the fireworks tube sprayed his face.He wiped his face, looked at the few people who came, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

The people who came were not only Wei Ang, but also Jing Jian, Che Ying, and a man he didn't know.

Wei Yang let several people in with a murderous look on his face.

"Wei Yang, don't make such a bad face, we are here to celebrate the end of your exam." Wei Ang said, walked into the room by himself, picked up the apple on the coffee table and gnawed it.

"It's still early to get the test results," Wei Yang said.

"Who are you? You are Wei Yang!" Che Ying said, "No problem, you will definitely be No.1 in the exam."

Wei Yang was noncommittal, went to the refrigerator and took four cans of beer and put them on the tea table, and said to several people, "Sit."

"Brother Yang, whose child is it?"

When Wei Yang heard this sentence, he didn't need to look back to know that it was Jing Jian who said it. "Brother Yang" is the only one with such an ancient name.

Ying Quliang was in the bedroom listening to the noise outside, guessing that Wei Yang's friend had come, and he was discovered by Wei Yang's friend just as he walked out of the bedroom.

"My family." Wei Yang raised his eyebrows proudly, and stroked the back of Ying Quliang's head.

"Where did it come from?" Jing Jian asked.He knew that Wei Yang was too busy studying and taking exams, he was too busy to care about other things, and he had never had a serious relationship with him so far, so it couldn't possibly be Wei Yang's child.

Wei Yang smiled and said, "I picked it up."

Before Jing Jian could speak, an angry voice came from beside him—"Hmph! Don't be a fool! You can pick up such a smart child casually."

Wei Yang turned his head and saw a man who was staring at him angrily, and he didn't know any of the people who came.

Wei Yang asked Wei Ang with his eyes: Who is this person?

Wei Ang patted the man on the shoulder and introduced, "This is Ying Quliang's elder brother, Ying Qian."

Ying Quliang looked at Ying Qian, and called out: "Brother." He leaned against Wei Yang's leg, not intending to go to Ying Qian's side.

"Hey!" Ying Qian responded readily, opened a beer and drank it.

"Brother, are you here to pick me up?" Ying Quliang asked.

"No," Yingqian said, "I will send you homework for the summer vacation."

Ying Quliang grimaced, "I finished writing when I was on vacation!"

He was telling the truth. As a primary school student who was about to enter the third grade, Ying Quliang had good study habits and would not drag homework in the last few days of the holiday.He likes to write when he is on vacation, and then enjoy a vacation with peace of mind.

"It won't do you any harm to do more." Yingqian said, and took out ten exercise books from his bag.

Wei Yang watched and stood on the united front with Ying Quliang's brother.He nodded and said, "That's right, it's not bad for you."

Ying Quliang's face was almost twisted into a bitter gourd. It's not that he doesn't like studying, but a primary school student's summer vacation shouldn't be like this!

However, Wei Yang didn't show any consideration for Ying Quliang at all, and even slapped him hard: "You finish writing the exercise book every day and check it with me, and I'll buy you new ones after finishing these ten books."

"Wei Yang, do you have anything to eat?" Che Ying said.

When the few people were talking, Che Ying had already gone around the kitchen of Wei Yang's house.Wei Yang likes to eat, and eats a lot at home, this is his experience over the years.But this time, Che Ying was surprised and puzzled. The kitchen was as clean as ever, but the difference was that there was no food!Not at all!Not even one of the usual boiled peanuts!

When Ying Quliang heard this, he felt as if he was being amnesty. He was about to say that he knew how to cook, and he would do it now.Unexpectedly, Wei Yang had thought of this earlier, he hugged Ying Quliang into his arms, covered his mouth, and said in a low voice, "Don't say anything."

Ying Quliang didn't know why, but since Wei Yang said so, he should do so.

Supervisor Jing, Che Ying, and Wei Ang came here specially to eat food and drink, and after drinking, they saw that they could not afford food, so they sat for a while and prepared to leave.And Ying Qian, who came to see Ying Quliang, saw that his younger brother was doing well at Wei Yang's house, and his little face had grown fleshy, so he, like the three of them, did not intend to stay.

After the friends left, the house became quiet. Wei Yang lay down on the sofa, grabbed a copy of Ying Quliang's exercise book and flipped through it.

Ying Quliang sat next to him and said, "Why don't you let me cook for them?"

"Trouble." Wei Yang said while reaching out to stroke Ying Quliang's burly head, "I don't want them to think I'm bullying you... Besides, I'm also reluctant to let you cook anymore. The exam period is a special time, but never Now, let me cook."

"Do they know that your cooking is delicious?" Ying Quliang said.

"I know," Wei Yang smiled, "but no one dares to ask me to cook myself."

"Qu Liang, this is today's homework." Wei Yang spread out the workbook in front of Ying Quliang.This is a Chinese exercise book, and the chapters on reading comprehension are actually about Qin Xiaogong and Shang Yang's reforms. He thinks this question is beyond the outline for elementary school students, but if Ying Quliang doesn't know it, he can explain it to him word for word .

"Didn't you say to spend the day with me today?" Ying Quliang was about to cry.

"Yes, I will accompany you to do homework for a day."

Ying Quliang really wanted to cry, the first time he cried not for Wei Yang but for homework.

☆, Fanwaiyi (forum)

Picked up a little crying bag Fanwaiyi (forum body)

How does it feel to be proficient in eighteen martial arts?

The old man reads martial arts novels and YY fantasy novels where the protagonists are proficient in eighteen martial arts. I wonder if there is really someone who is proficient in real life?

Old Qianlong, the landlord of the 1st floor

Let me tell you about my own real experience.

My classmate and I took his children to the garden party to play.

It has nothing to do with looks, but I still rate them, ten for my classmates and ten for the kids.

OK, let's start talking.In this way, my classmate took care of his children very strictly, and even stayed in the house to do homework during the summer vacation.Don't get me wrong, this is also for the benefit of the children. It's hot and I'm afraid of heatstroke.A few days ago it was finally sunny and cloudy. When the temperature dropped a little, my classmate took his children and went out to play with some of our friends.I went to an ancient town, and happened to meet a garden fair, which was shooting balloons, throwing sandbags and other activities...

A classmate took his child to ride a horse, and the smooth movement of the child turning on the horse, tsk, I think, I saw the fancy equestrian show on TV, my classmates were dumbfounded, and kept praising his child.Later, we went to shoot balloons. The three of us, combined, didn't hit as many balloons as the kid alone.I’m ashamed, thinking that I can’t compare with shooting, so I’d better play sandbags. Sandbags require not only accuracy, but also strength. I am a 22-year-old person, how can I not compare with the strength of an eight-year-old child?

In the end, I was wrong!I shouldn't compare myself to that kid.It took my life to hit a toy that was on a shelf... and the kid knocked down all the nice toys in the boss's house and took them as prizes.When we left the sandbag stand, I saw the owner's face was pale and his hands and feet were trembling.

When passing by the weapon model stall, the classmates thought it was fun, and they wanted to buy it for the children, and asked the children to choose by themselves. Guess what, knives, swords, sticks, bows, and meteor hammers, there is nothing that children can’t know.

In the end, the classmate bought a red-tasseled gun for the child, which was very beautiful.The child started to play on the spot, dancing so vigorously.After a while, a circle of people gathered around, all thinking that the child was a juggler, and kept clapping and applauding.After the child had finished playing a set of stick techniques, the audience threw money and coins in a frenzy. I was so frightened, what's the matter!It was my classmate who moved quickly and rushed over to hug the child in a blink of an eye. He was afraid that those people who threw coins would hit the child inaccurately.

The audience left after throwing the money. The child looked at the money all over the place in a daze. He asked my classmate what to do. My classmate patted the child's head and said, "What do you want to do?"

At that time, I thought that my classmate might be trying to embarrass the child. There is still a lot of 100 yuan in this place. What can an eight-year-old child do?However, the mind of a child is beyond my guess.He actually picked up the money seriously, took it to the place where he had shot balloons, rode horses, and played sandbags, found the boss, and paid for the prizes they gave him one by one.He even threw money into the claw machine!By the way, I forgot to mention that he may be good at operating excavators when he grows up, and the three claw machines were all empty by him.

Alright, let me count how many martial arts...

Throwing sandbags and shooting are considered hidden weapons, plus knives, swords, sticks, bows, meteor hammers, red-tasseled guns, excavators... There are definitely no eighteen things, but they are not much worse.

2nd floor Jing Xiaojian

Familiar, like my brother.

Gongziqian on the 3rd floor

Familiar, like my brother.

Who is not a little princess on the 4th floor?

Going back upstairs: Sister Sui, have you finished your homework?

Gongziqian on the 5rd floor

There is little homework in the first grade.

Who is not a little princess on the 6th floor?

Can you type the words?

Gongziqian on the 7rd floor

Brother, I use voice input (へ╬)

Who is not a little princess on the 8th floor?

To correct a problem, eighteen kinds of martial arts refer to the ability to use eighteen kinds of weapons, and also generally refer to various martial arts.Among these martial arts, there is no excavator anyway.

Three bowls of Japanese rice on the 9th floor

The lord appears!Refers to upstairs ↑↑↑

On the 10th floor, the main scene supervisor

Hahahahaha, Brother Yang, what’s the matter with your nickname, I almost died laughing when I showed Che Ying, hahahahaha

On the 10.1th floor, the main scene supervisor

[Layer master settings, only visible to the other party]

Quliang didn't know how to change my nickname, so are you too? ^_^

Three bowls of Japanese rice on the 10.2th floor

[Only layer master visible]

╭(°A°`)╮Sensible and sensible...Zi An said this nickname is very good and realistic...The nickname can only be changed once a month, no, it's so funny, hahahahahahahahahaha

On the 10.3th floor, the main scene supervisor

[Visible only to the other party]

Wow!The top law student who can take care of children is the most handsome!Confess the Lord!

Passerby A on the 11th floor

He is now even more handsome with serious science popularization!Refill!

Passerby B on the 12th floor

Upstairs, how do you know he is from the law school?

Passerby C on the 13th floor

I looked through the previous replies of the layer master, and he exposed~ I want to give birth to monkeys for the master!Be a stepmother to your child!

Passerby A on the 14th floor

! ! !I will delete the reply!

On the 15th floor, the main scene supervisor

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Update on May 7:

Someone in the comments asked my classmates why they have an eight year old.Here is a unified reply. My classmate is not married and has no illegitimate children. It is true that the child was raised by him, but he was not born.Hey, no, it wasn't born by his wife.No, he has no wife.In short, this question is more complicated to explain.The conclusion is simple, those who clamor to marry him as a child's stepmother, give up.The child has his own parents, and my classmate has no plans to get married.

On the 16th floor, the main scene supervisor

Oh my god my god! !Did you hear me?The top law student is not married! !What are you waiting for, sisters!The main contact information of the private message layer!

Passerby A on the 17th floor

my marriage! ! ! ! ! ! !

Passerby B on the 18th floor

Am I late? Both the master and the master refuse to accept private messages.

Passerby C on the 19th floor

It's useless to send a private message, the manager won't reply︶︿︶

Passerby D on the 20th floor

Upstairs +1

Passerby E on the 21st floor

Upstairs +2, I adopted a roundabout tactic, and tried to add a floor master friend without success

Passerby F on the 22nd floor

You are here in a crooked building, have you considered the feelings of the landlord?

On the 23th floor, the main scene supervisor

hurricane passed,

Old Qianlong, the landlord of the 24st floor

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Reply to the owner of the floor: Fucao only survives.No matter what you say, the old man just looks at it and doesn't speak.

Old Qianlong

[System prompt: The layer master setting prohibits reply, and the reply is unsuccessful]

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... 0_0

Old Qianlong, the landlord of the 25st floor

[End of the sideshow]

☆, Chapter 03