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"The hairy belly is very tender. It's not particularly spicy, but it's fragrant... The crunchy one is shredded eel? The bean skin is so delicious..."

Pei Qin sat in the car rubbing his stomach and exchanging ideas with the group.

The group of people who looked ahead were controlling the steering wheel, and only looked at Pei Qin sympathetically in the rearview mirror. The masters are among the people, and the stomach that has been pretending to be Buddha jumping over the wall all the year round is easily conquered by Malatang. Who said the poor can't eat it? The Engel coefficient is Are you white?

Not getting a response, Pei Qin turned to Zhou Wei to seek empathy: "The pimple soup is comfortable to drink. Come back here to pack breakfast with Sister Lan's honey-sauced milkmelon. I can eat three bowls."

The car approached Pei's house, Zhou Wei asked him to get out of the car: "Go home and water the flowers, if you dare to leave home tonight, I will come and break your legs tomorrow."

He didn't care how crazy Pei Qin and those little stars were, but Yu Cheng couldn't.

"Look at the group news, everyone is discussing how to celebrate our birthday!" Pei Qin shouted to Zhou Wei, shaking his mobile phone, and watched the car drive away around the lake.

Zhou Wei looked up from a weather notification: "Go back." Tonight there is a yellow warning for strong winds, and the temperature will drop again.

The group turned the helm in silence, made a half circle around the lake, and went out through another door.

The two of them went to the convenience store at the bottom of the community to buy a whole box of soup masters, and the group took off the army green quilted liners they were wearing and handed them to Zhou Wei.

"Is it big enough?" Zhou Wei gestured at the size of the carton.

The group put on their jackets: "Almost, when I was a child, the orange cat had four cubs in a litter, which were about the size of a mouse, so it would definitely fit in it."

This stray female cat is Sanhua, a typical Chinese pastoral cat. I asked Jiang Xiaoqi to leave a courier box for the delivery room for the cat. No matter whether Sanhua can last until the developer of Jiang’s family comes back, the temperature will definitely cool down tonight. tough.

Zhou Wei spread the cotton-padded clothes in the cardboard box, and looked for them on the lawn where he usually feeds Sanhua: "Huahua, I lost it—"

The group of big dogs squatted under the bicycle shed, and they came to help after looking around Zhou Wei and failing to find them.

Zhou Wei dropped the box and went back to the car to find something to eat, intending to lure him.

"Here!" The group stood at the foot of the south gable wall and waved to Zhou Wei.

Zhou Wei stepped on the half-dead long grass, and on the concrete floor covered by holly stood a wooden cat's nest, half a meter square, with a sloping roof and a fence window on one side.

He squatted down and looked into the hole, he was facing a pair of yellow, black and green cat eyes, oh meow~

OK!Jiang Xiaoqi is worthy of being a descendant of a developer. He built the building at a faster rate. After talking to him about the cardboard boxes that night, Jiang Xiaoqi flew back to Bitan the next morning, and he managed to build such a decent delivery room overnight. Come.

"When did I suddenly see this room in front of my eyes..." Zhou Wei sighed, and found that the cushions in this room were actually the cushions he used to sleep on on the sofa in the apartment: "My little one can sleep on my legs!"

Zhou Wei didn't have anything to eat, so he took out a bowl of instant noodles and broke them into pieces to feed Sanhua, and asked the group of noodle bowls to get some water and put it next to the small nest.

There is food and drink, a bed and a nest, perfect.

He took out a signature pen and drew on the wooden board: Sanhuaの家

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"What's so big in the schoolbag?" Zhou Wei picked up a plate of coconut milk cookies from the kitchen with his slippers on, and happened to meet Zhou Lei who was going home from studying next night.His eyes lit up, and he followed him like a big tail: "Is it my birthday present? Come and show me, let's see—"

Zhou Lei unloaded his schoolbag from one shoulder to hide from him: "There are no presents, don't rummage around!"

"Huh," Zhou Wei didn't leave, and ate biscuits on his bed: "Your brother is on my [-]th birthday, don't you plan to show it well? How much money is left in the card, borrow it and use it, and return it to you next month."

Zhou Lei: "I just issued the petty expenses at the beginning of the month."

Zhou Wei: "It's almost the tenth now."

Zhou Lei snorted coldly: "It's almost the tenth! Your quota is used up? You wait for grandpa to freeze you!" "Remind you, you haven't paid back what you borrowed last month—"

"Why don't you pay back the red envelopes at the end of the year? It's almost the New Year." Zhou Wei took a cookie and gave it to Zhou Lei with a playful smile: "Your child studies every day and eats in the cafeteria, and there is nowhere to spend the money you save. , saving up to marry a wife?"

Zhou Lei frowned to avoid him: "Take your hands away... high calories and high fat will kill you!" He fixed his eyes on the cookies, trying his best to resist the temptation of snakes and scorpions: "What trouble did you get into in a hurry to spend money?"

"What a mess!" Zhou Wei thought of Jiehui's fight, and felt guilty: "Double Eleven is coming soon, buy, buy, buy, the more you buy, the more benefits you get!"

He took the opportunity to stuff a cookie into Zhou Lei's mouth, and ran away with a smile.

Zhou Lei chewed, the sweetness of coconut milk wrapped in the crispy hazelnuts, the taste was so good.Zhou Lei caught him back, snatched a whole plate, held him in his arms, stuffed it piece by piece.

"Double Eleven? Buy one get one free for the plane you fancy, or 75% off for three yachts you like???"

Zhou Wei smiled like a snake that succeeded in seducing, and deliberately pretended to grab the plate: "Give it back to me, be careful of your dog waist...don't eat it, I just ate a piece."

Zhou Lei turned around and avoided: "If you want to eat, you can go get it yourself. How can you stop until you finish eating this?"

"It's okay to indulge once in a while," Zhou Wei looked up at his brother's big bed, watching him eat happily: "The monthly exam is over, let me take you out to play?"

"I'll make a copy next week." Zhou Lei put down the empty plate with pleasure and regret, and suddenly remembered something and looked at Zhou Wei: "She's a good girl."

"Ok?"

"I saw the photo at Mom's place," Zhou Lei said, "Yu Jinling looks like Tang Rou."

Tang Rou is a popular little flower, played as a little white rabbit, followed the route of a pure girl, and the roles she took were either Snow White or Cinderella.

She didn't admit to Zhou Leifan, but once Zhou Wei helped him ask someone out to play, he just refused to go, which made Zhou Wei the top entertainment headline.

"What can you tell from a picture?" Zhou Wei picked up the soft ball on his bed and played horizontal shooting, and hit his nose, sore: "She went to the United States when she was six years old, and she ate steak and burgers for more than ten years. Maybe walking hip-hop and talking rapping can make you a Japanese princess!"

He didn't even like Tang Rou, she was so fake that she could only deceive the underage little Didi.

"You don't want to?" Zhou Lei seemed to be a little worried about the marriage happiness of his future sister-in-law.

"I'm just twenty, and I haven't reached the legal age of marriage, okay? Besides, the tumor on my grandfather has been confirmed to be benign, so it's fine, so there's no need to force the marriage to be happy."

Zhou Chen's tumor really made Zhou Wei heave a sigh of relief, thinking that he could go on for a few more years, just like his own stock had gone on a roller coaster, and the market bottomed out and rebounded again.

"You..." Zhou Lei swallowed half a sentence: "Can't you be a little bit more tactful?"

"Okay," Zhou Wei leaned over, "It's a mock exam next week, I still haven't cleared up some questions, can you lend me your practice paper?"

"You just copy your homework and just say it."

"It's really not a copy, it's just... a reference."

Half an hour later, Zhou Wei was leaning back on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling windows of her room, with her upper lip raised and a tube of marker pens, holding a math volume in her hand, and the side window glass was full of calculation formulas and auxiliary diagrams.

Tuk tuk, someone knocked on the door three times.Zhou Wei raised his hand and closed the curtain with a slam to cover the painted glass window, and returned his hand just enough to catch the falling pen.

Ji Qing came in with a tray, which contained a glass of milk and a plate of rose cakes: "Xiao Wei, you are tired from studying, eat something to rest your eyes."

"Thank you, Mom!" He yawned, and saw a cup mark in the tray, which should have delivered milk to Zhou Lei's room first.

When he was young, he was quite obsessed with similar issues, probably influenced by his grandfather. For example, when two boys fell at the same time, Ji Qing would definitely help Zhou Wei up first, and a fruit cut in half was also sent to Zhou Wei first. Let him choose.

As long as Ji Qing treats her stepson first, Zhou Chen will show satisfaction without showing any trace.

An ignorant child likes to be valued by his family and enjoy special treatment. For this reason, Zhou Lei was also very angry with him, and would throw his face away and ignore him.

Zhou Wei will not be able to do it now, ever since he spied on the conversation between the mother and son outside the door, many things are no longer what they used to be in his eyes, and he has learned to look at them from a different angle.

The milk was a little cold, probably Ji Qing talked to her son for a while next door, and Zhou Wei could quickly guess what she was talking about.

Ji Qing was not in a hurry to leave, and casually sorted out the papers that Zhou Wei had thrown around, elegantly pinned her temple hair behind her ears, and said with a smile: "Xiao Wei's birthday is coming soon, she really has grown up...there is a girl she likes by her side." Children? When will you bring someone back for a meal and let me and grandpa get to know each other."

Sure enough, Ji Qing was much smoother than Zhou Lei when it came to protecting the media. I don't know if she deliberately tested her attitude through Zhou Lei about the photo.

"Yes, there are a lot." Zhou Wei took a bite of the flower cake, the corners of his lips were stained with purple flower stuffing: "It's fine to bring it back, don't let the old man dodge it so easily and be sent to the hospital by me."

An enemy's enemy is a friend, every time Zhou Wei expressed dissatisfaction with Zhou Chen, Ji Qing was very pleased.

For the first time, she stroked the top of Xia Zhouwei's head, and stuffed him with an ordinary-looking bank card: "Don't let grandpa and Xiaolei know, you have a lot of friends, don't play tricks on yourself outside, and it's not bad at home. "

Watching the door close, Zhou Wei raised his head and put the card on his nose, smelling the bloody smell of money. 50, 100 million, or 500 million?Is it enough for him to play big?

On November [-]th, the Zhou family's party for Zhou Wei's birthday was held as scheduled, and it was also a clarification appearance in front of friends, businessmen and opponents after Zhou Chen's serious illness scandal was reported.

However, all the guests were dumbfounded because the protagonist of the birthday party, Young Master Zhou, had disappeared!Mr. Zhou was so angry that he almost collapsed on the spot, regretting that his passport was confiscated and his ID card was not deducted.

In the group chat of "Valley of the Wicked", Zhou Wei posted a video, a pair of snow-white feet stacked on the leather seat, the white deck railing of the yacht in front, and the white waves in the blue water... Thousands of miles of blue sky, The sun was shining brightly.

[Everybody Come on!Bitan diving, full board and lodging, reimbursement of round-trip air tickets, 1111 big promotion, if you miss it once, wait for a year! 】

The formation below responded neatly with a series of responses: [Sign up!See you in three hours! 】【Sign up!The boss is angry! 】【Sign up!Even if the birthday star is not here, I will flash...]

Zhou Wei pushed the sunglasses to the top of his head with the corners of his lips hooked, put down the trouser legs that were rolled up when posing for the photo, and wrapped up the soft shell jacket... This little sea breeze is really strong.

He tapped a7 in the address book with his fingertips, and made a call: "Uncle, come out to play—"