Thunder can't catch fire

For the first time in his life, Zhou Yan enjoyed this kind of "inhuman treatment": he slept until he woke up naturally, and then he could have a big meal when he got up.

It is no exaggeration to say that the whole house is filled with the aroma of food, and Zhou Yan's nose is sharper than a dog's, and he can tell what smells are mixed in with just a little sniff.

Zhou Yan quickly took a cold shower, changed his clothes after washing, and ran downstairs to the dining room.

Maomao was sitting in front of the kitchen——Zhou Yan’s exclusive recliner, playing PSP. When he saw him going downstairs, he raised his head in a hurry, and immediately plunged into the fierce game | killing: "Morning brother Zhou Yan. It’s the first time I see you sleeping It's so late. It's 10:30."

"I slept late last night."

Zhou Yan removed the fly guard on the table and counted.

Well, there are ten dishes.

Zhou Yan put a crystal shrimp in his mouth.

"It tastes good." He looked around and asked Maomao, "Where is Han Zheng?"

Maomao just died after a game, threw the PSP aside in frustration, lay down on the recliner, and said lazily: "The last sweet and sour short ribs are out of ingredients, I went to the market to buy sesame seeds."

Before Zhou Yan could raise his head after saying "Oh", Maomao jumped up and said, "Brother Zheng is back." After speaking, he hurried over to take the plastic bag from Han Zheng's hand.

Zhou Yan teased Han Zheng: "When did you accept a younger brother?"

"I conquered him with my culinary skills." Han Zheng smiled, looked at Zhou Yan's newly-sleeping "three eyelids" and said, "Student Zhou Yan, you are suspected of being lazy on purpose when you wake up at this hour."

"I'm so sleepy." Zhou Yan yawned, looked into the kitchen, slipped behind Han Zheng, and gave him a squeeze on his shoulders, "Brother Zheng, thank you for your hard work."

"Get out." Han Zheng's mouth twitched, he grabbed his hand, and quickly let go, "There is someone else. Don't go too far."

Zhou Yan hadn't eaten breakfast until this point, and was already starving, and he just wanted to feast on a table full of Chinese and Chinese.But Maomao and Han Zheng didn't take the next step. When Zhou Yan couldn't help but move his chopsticks, Han Zheng said, "There are others coming."

Zhou Yan put down his chopsticks and looked up at him: "Who?"

"Why are you nervous?" At this moment, Zhou Yan looked too much like a cat with all its hair on end, and Han Zheng worked hard to resist the urge to pet him, "Qin Feifei and Zhao Zhao."

Zhou Yan secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Ever since Han Zheng told him about Ling Ying, he was always nervous, thinking that Mr. Qin would come here in a few minutes and set his lair down.

I don't know whether to describe it as extremely insecure or guilty.

Han Zheng was a very well-educated person, so he waited as long as he said, and he waited for more than half an hour. Zhou Yan was about to faint from hunger, staring at the door with stares in his eyes.

When Qin Feifei and Zhao Zhao got out of the car with big bags and small bags, he almost thought it was a hallucination.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Qin Feifei stuck out his tongue, "It's too difficult to find here, and Zhao Zhao and I are both road idiots, and we almost lost our way."

Zhao Zhao put down the plastic bag of things in his hand, and shook his sore wrist: "We left on time, on the way Qin Feifei went into the mall and bought you a bunch of food."

Zhou Yan opened one of the bags, and it was full of colorfully packaged snacks.

Tsk, I really can't tell, this girl really loves her brother.

Qin Feifei and Zhaozhao must have gotten up late and didn’t have breakfast and were starving. They were in the same posture as Zhou Yan. They were starving tigers and sheep at the table. It didn’t take long for the wind to kill half of them. Zhou Yan helped Han Zheng take the remaining half. Cover with plastic wrap and return to the refrigerator.

In the kitchen, only Zhou Yan and Han Zheng were washing the dishes. Han Zheng put the last bowl back into the cupboard. Zhou Yan dried his hands, stood next to Han Zheng, looked at him and asked, "Are you tired?"

"Not tired." Han Zheng closed the cupboard, turned his head to look at him, and smiled jokingly, "What's the matter?"

Zhou Yan put his arms around his waist: "You're not in good health yet. I'm afraid you're working too hard." After he finished speaking, he put his chin on Han Zheng's shoulder, lowered his head and kissed his collarbone, "My heart aches."

Han Zheng's smile spread from the corner of his mouth to his eyes, and he was about to turn his head to kiss back when he suddenly saw Zhao Zhao standing at the door of the kitchen, dumbfounded, Han Zheng's expression froze instantly, and his movements stopped.

Zhou Yan was puzzled, raised his head, and then he was taken aback at the same time, and slowly let go of Han Zheng.

I don't know how long Zhao Zhao has been standing there, but she looks really special... astonished.

Han Zheng's Adam's apple trembled, his pupils moved slightly, and he said to Zhao Zhao, "Drink water?"

That sound called Zhao Zhao back from the wandering soul, she gave a very light and short "ah", then raised the empty glass in her hand: "Yes, yes, I'm thirsty, please pour some water."

Han Zheng's hand was still behind Zhou Yan's back, and he gave him a slight push. Zhou Yan understood, walked over immediately, and took the cup in Zhao Zhao's hand: "I'll pour it for you. Do you want it cold or hot? Drink it drink?"

"It's fine to let it cool down."

Zhao Zhao and Han Zheng still looked at each other, and she looked even more embarrassed than Han Zheng.

"You..." Han Zheng frowned, not knowing where to start, "This matter is very complicated. Can you do me a favor and don't tell Feifei first?"

Zhao Zhao didn't speak for a while, Han Zheng's beautiful eyes stared at her with sharp light, she froze for a moment, then nodded: "Don't worry, I won't talk nonsense."

Zhou Yan poured a glass of water and handed it to Zhao Zhao, who said "Thank you" and left the kitchen quickly.

"Hey, I'll go..." Zhou Yan slapped himself directly on the forehead, "Brother Zheng, I was wrong. Hit me."

Han Zheng patted his forehead, put his hand down, and said nonchalantly, "Zhao Zhao doesn't talk nonsense."

Zhou Yan was still reflecting: "Aren't we being too high-profile? We're all unscrupulous..."

"Sooner or later." Han Zheng said something without beginning or end, smiled at him, and walked out.

I don't know whether it scared Zhao Zhao or what, originally agreed to come to a game of poker in the afternoon, but Zhao Zhao said that there was an urgent matter at home and he had to leave first, and when he came, he drove Zhao Zhao's car. Although Qin Feifei was very reluctant, but In this case, I had no choice but to go with her.

The weather was extremely sweltering, and Maomao had already gone home to turn on the air conditioner and eat watermelon, and Han Zheng and Zhou Yan were the only ones left at home.

Xia Tian was prone to sleepiness, and seeing Zhou Yan's eyelids drooping again, Han Zheng took out the car keys from his pocket and threw them in front of him: "Let's go."

Zhou Yan pretended not to wake up, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Buy an air conditioner."

There is a town near Zhou Yan's village. Although it is relatively backward, at least there are shopping malls for buying home appliances.

The shopping mall is very dilapidated, like it is about to close down, and the air conditioner is not even turned on in such a hot day.Several salesmen chatted together listlessly, yawning from time to time, it seemed that no one had time to talk to them.

Zhou Yan has never bought large appliances by himself. The refrigerator and washing machine are all left by his mother Zhou Miao. In fact, they have been used for many years. There are many problems. Just fix it, and throw away what can’t be repaired.” After throwing it away, I didn’t even think about repairing it.

Han Zheng took a fancy to a brand of air conditioner, and he happened to be doing an event, and he also gave him a juicer and a yogurt machine, which was a good deal.

Ask Zhou Yan for advice, Zhou Yan didn't give any advice, just said: "You decide."

The two fought quickly, and when paying the money, Han Zheng took out his wallet first, and Zhou Yan gave him a rare stare back.

The mall does not include air conditioner installation, Zhou Yan just wanted to call someone to install it, Han Zheng put his hand in front of his phone, smiled at him with a cigarette in his mouth, and took the cigarette butt off: "Do it yourself, you will have enough food and clothing."

Installing an air conditioner is a technical job. Although Zhou Yan knew that Han Zheng was versatile, he never expected that his skill points were at full value.Zhou Yan couldn't help but feel complacent: "Brother Zheng is like a treasure at home."

"Silly X." Han Zheng looked up from a pile of tools and smiled, "It doesn't rhyme at all."

The back of his shirt was completely soaked, sweat dripped down his face, and one or two drops fell into his eyes, causing burning pain. Han Zheng raised his head and said to Zhou Yan, "Wipe."

Zhou Yan took out two tissues from the side, folded them in half and pressed them carefully to dry the sweat on his face.

Han Zheng didn't dare to open his eyes until he wiped off his sweat.

"I think my action of wiping your sweat is very gentle, full of maternal brilliance."

"Yeah." Han Zheng nodded seriously, stroked his hair, "Damn it."

Zhou Yan refrained from kicking him, and cursed with a smile, "Get out of here."

It didn't take long for Han Zheng to install the air conditioner.The two of them were lying on the floor, blowing the cold wind, eating cream, and the whole body was surrounded by layers of coolness.

Zhou Yan rolled around, and a drop of melted cream on the ice cream dripped onto the floor.Han Zheng got up and took a tissue from the tissue box on the bedside table, and wiped off the drop of cream.

Zhou Yan sat cross-legged against the head of the bed, threw the bare wooden stick into the trash can, and licked his lips: "I've never eaten such a delicious ice cream."

"This is an old brand. Didn't you eat it when you were young?"

Han Zheng patted his leg, Zhou Yan moved over, rested his head on his lap, his eyes narrowed into two crescents with a smile, and said, "My mother would never think of giving me pocket money. It was hard for me to see her when I was young." On the one hand, they were brought up by old grandpas and grandmas, they don’t have pensions, but they are poor, so it’s good that I can survive.”

When Zhou Yan said that he might have thought of something later, his smile gradually faded.

"What impressed me deeply was that after school in elementary school, my classmates would either be picked up by family members and buy snacks with money; Du Te stood in front of the hawker stall, watching them fight, make trouble, and act like a baby. I thought at the time, I have to report|report these brats to the teacher, they don’t know how to be thrifty at all.” Zhou Yan touched his pocket and sighed, "At that time, I knew that the pocket was empty, but I had no confidence. I didn't expect that I am still a poor man now."

When he said this, he giggled to himself again. Han Zheng stroked his hair and said, "Put out your hand."

Zhou Yan was taken aback: "What?"

"Let you stretch."

As soon as Han Zheng spoke in an orderly tone, Zhou Yan was stunned, and obediently stretched out his hand like a good student.

Han Zheng clenched his right hand into a fist, placed it in his palm, and then slowly spread it out.

Zhou Yan's pupils suddenly shrank.

A one dollar coin.

"You think I'm an idiot." Zhou Yan scolded with a smile, but when he smiled, there were traces of moisture in his eye sockets, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Brother Zheng."

Han Zheng gave a "huh" and squeezed his fingers: "Zhou Yan, I will give you pocket money in the future." He smiled softly, "I will give it until you are 80 years old."

The author has something to say:

sweet or not?Are you tired?

When I was free recently, I was still coding new articles, and there was also a meme about buying an air conditioner together...... Sure enough, I don't have much stock in my mind TAT