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Duan Chuiyu didn't know what the old lady lacked, so he simply bought some supplements and health care products in the supermarket, focusing on the expensive ones, and brought the big and small bags into the old lady's house.

The little boy is always a little reluctant to let go when facing his elders, especially when the old lady is wearing gold-rimmed glasses and watching Duan Chuiyu stuffing pies into his mouth, Duan Chuiyu feels his face is numb.

"Don't keep looking at me like that." Duan Chuiyu raised his hand and wiped his face, "It makes my face feel like a needle prick, it's really uncomfortable."

He is a straight-talking character, and the old lady was amused: "Hey! Cheng, I don't look at you, I don't look at you!"

The old lady got up and helped him go to the refrigerator to get a box of cantaloupe-flavored imported milk, and said with a smile: "Who made you look so similar to Ren Yan's grandfather? I am happy to see you."

Although Duan Chuiyu usually has little contact with the elders and is a bit nervous when getting along with the old lady, but compared to Ren Yan's boring gourd, at least he can chat with the old lady for a while.

She likes that he looks handsome, fresh and refreshing, and he is not as quiet as Ren Yan, and she is particularly rare in her heart.

The old lady put the milk in front of Duan Chuiyu and asked, "Are the pies made by grandma delicious? Do you like the cheese?"

"Delicious." Duan Chuiyu wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth with a tissue, "It's really delicious. Ren Yan's cooking skills are learned from you, right?"

Duan Chuiyu spoke quickly, and not only brought the topic to the old lady's grandson, but also directly called the NPC out of his mouth.

After all, Ren Yan is five or six years older than him, so it's really not polite to mention his name with his first name.

Duan Chuiyu pursed his lips slightly, and changed his words in a low voice: "I mean Brother Ren Yan."

The old lady laughed out loud, and didn't take it seriously, and said: "Yanyan has been smart since she was a child, and she can learn everything as soon as she can. If you cook, you still need to learn from me. I guess you can figure it out by yourself just by looking at the recipe." gone."

The old lady usually doesn't let Ren Yan go to the kitchen, and she hasn't tasted his cooking skills.

She asked Duan Chuiyu: "Have you ever eaten Yanyan's cooking?"

"Ang." Duan Chuiyu licked the corner of his lower lip, "Cake."

"Does it taste good?"

"Extremely delicious."

The old lady smiled with pride in her eyes.

"Oh, that's right." The old lady thought of something, "Did Yanyan go to another place to participate in the competition? Didn't it mean two days? I wanted to ask him to come here today, why hasn't he come back?"

Duan Chuiyu shook his head: "I don't know, maybe something has delayed it."

After eating the pie, while Duan Chuiyu was chatting with the old lady, someone came to visit the old lady at home, they were a couple, they were well dressed, and their gestures were gentle and courteous. Seeing that he refused to leave, he hid in the courtyard for a while, sitting on the hanging chair and listening to the vague conversation in the room.

According to the content of the conversation, these two should be the son and daughter-in-law of the old lady, and they came to visit the old man when they had time.

In addition to asking about the health and wellness, Duan Chuiyu also heard something else.

The two juniors hoped that the old lady would move back to live with them and not stay in this old alley all the time. The old lady refused. From her impatient tone, it could be heard that this was not the first time she had rejected their proposal.

Duan Chuiyu leaned sideways on the hanging chair, with one leg hanging on the armrest and the other leg stepping on the ground, with his toes brushing the ground every now and then, gently shaking the hanging chair.

The hanging chair swayed and made a "creaking" sound, accompanied by the sound of conversations in the room.

The voice was a bit old-fashioned, but full of energy.

"How many times have I told you that I won't move! I just want to stay here!"

"Don't treat me like a useless useless old lady all day long. I'm in good health. Can you take care of me?"

"I've lived here with your dad for most of my life. If I don't leave, he won't be able to find me when he comes back."

"Hurry up and tell me about this when you come back next time, so don't come here, don't expect me to open the door for you!"

Duan Chuiyu looked up at the star lanterns wrapped around the grape trellis, thinking that the old lady must have been a very charming woman when she was young, independent and firm.

Years can play havoc on appearance, but it is difficult to obliterate temperament.

The temperament is stored in the eyes. When I saw Ren Yan's grandma for the first time, her eyes were as bright as a sunny day and as sharp as a blade.

The voice of the people faded away, and the old lady's son closed the door.

There was no more arguing in his ears, and Duan Chuiyu fell into a daze again, staring at the night sky in a daze.

He was so focused that he didn't hear the rustling of the door.

Ren Yan pushed the door in from the outside with a bag on his shoulders and a small suitcase in his hand. He saw a half-profile figure nestled on the hanging chair.

The young man was leaning sideways on the hanging chair, holding a box of milk in his hand, hanging one leg high, the leg was stuck on the armrest, and the calf was dangling leisurely.His other foot stepped on the ground, and his toes lightly rubbed against the ground, causing the hanging chair to sway slightly.

Duan Chuiyu raised his head slightly, his whole body was full of laziness, and his protruding Adam's apple slid slightly from time to time.

He probably doesn't like to drink milk, so he held the milk carton in his hand for a long time, crumpled the body of the carton, and didn't insert it into the straw to take a sip.

Ren Yan rarely saw Duan Chuiyu fall into such a long-term daze, so long that he didn't even notice that he had crossed a safe distance.

Ren Yan stood half a meter away from Duan Chuiyu. Duan Chuiyu raised his arm and pressed it on his forehead. He suddenly smelled the familiar fragrance of citrus and turned his head suddenly.

Ren Yan has been traveling outside for two days, and the deodorant on his body has faded to the point where it is almost unnoticeable.

Duan Chuiyu was just wandering in the sky, but now he saw Ren Yan with a dazed expression on his face.

"Why are you lying here?" Ren Yan looked down at him, and the tall figure enveloped him completely.

There were conversations in the room, Ren Yan looked up.

Duan Chuiyu opened his lips slightly, and finally regained his strength, he looked up at Ren Yan.

Ren Yan turned sideways and looked into the room. He was wearing a white one-shoulder sports bag slung across his shoulders. The thick straps pressed his shirt, and outlined the line of his shoulders from his shoulders to his waist.

Ren Yan listened carefully for a while, heard his uncle's voice, then put down the suitcase and sat down on the chair next to the hanging chair.

He seemed to be used to such situations, with a calm expression on his face, he raised his arms and put them on the wooden table, and glanced at Duan Chuiyu.

"Aren't you going in?" Duan Chuiyu asked, "It seems to be your uncle."

"I know." Ren Yanyang took the sports bag off his shoulder and put it on the wooden table, "The one who came to persuade the old lady to move will come here every now and then."

"Oh." Duan Chuiyu put down the hanging legs, and sat upright leaning on the hanging chair.

Ren Yan was a little thirsty, took out a water glass from his bag and drank his saliva, then licked the corner of his mouth and glanced at Duan Chuiyu.

Duan Chuiyu was blown away by him: "Why? I'm good-looking, keep looking at me?"

Ren Yan lowered his eyes and gave a short laugh, saying in his heart that it was really pretty, he quickly suppressed his smile and asked, "Are you in a bad mood?"

This question was asked in a reckless manner, Duan Chuiyu was unable to answer for a while, and said indiscriminately: "Well, no, I am eating in a restaurant today, and the watermelon juice brought by the waiter is mixed with water, and I can't drink it."

This is true, the watermelon juice mixed with water is indeed one of the reasons for his bad mood, although the proportion is very small.

Ren Yan knew that he was always picky, and he didn't think it was uncommon to hear this reason.

Ren Yan suddenly stood up with his mobile phone, turned around to leave, Duan Chuiyu asked, "Hey, where are you going?"

"Go out for a while, and be back later."

Within a few minutes, Ren Yan came back with a bag of fruit.

At this time, his uncle and aunt also just came out of the house.

"Yanyan is here?"

Ren Yan greeted: "Uncle, aunt."

Hearing the sound, Zhou Yizhen leaned out of the room, her impatient expression disappeared, and she hurried out and said, "Why are you only here now? Really, I've finished eating all the cheese pies I made for Zai Zai. Leave it to you!"

Ren Yan let out a "huh".

Zhou Yizhen slapped him on the arm in dissatisfaction: "Don't you want to eat the cheese pie made by grandma? Come here with me."

Ren Yan couldn't help but bend the corner of his mouth: "I want to eat, I will eat as much as you make next time."

Ren Yan's uncle and aunt greeted Ren Yan for a while, but returned in vain.

Ren Yan carried the fruit into the house, and was dragged by the old lady to look at the supplements Duan Chuiyu bought for her.

The old lady picked up the tonic, squinted her eyes, looked at it for a while through the gold-rimmed glasses, and said in her mouth: "Look at it, look at it, buy things randomly, and you can see that it is a little thing that has never suffered. It’s worth thousands, so buy it blindly!”

Ren Yan gave a deep laugh, thinking that he was just a little thing who had never suffered, and said, "Then why didn't you tell him and ask him to return it."

"I said it! He said that I can't refund, let me eat slowly, anyway, it's investing in my own body, and the investment is life money, so it's not a loss." The old lady smiled helplessly, "This little guy... "

Duan Chuiyu was sitting in the yard playing with his mobile phone. He made an appointment with Zou Yi during the day, and we will meet at 8:[-] p.m.

After he downloaded the software again, he found that his account had dropped from No. [-] in the entire server. There are always times when the back wave beats the front wave. When he, the front waver, saw that he was stepped on by others, his desire to win suddenly exploded, and he vowed to regain the No. [-] position. s position.

He was so focused on the questions that he got stuck on a physics multiple-choice question. Ren Yan walked up behind him with a glass of watermelon juice, glanced at the question, and an answer came out of his mouth lightly: "B."

Duan Chuiyu turned to look at him.

This is the last question. If the answer is correct, he will be ranked first in the physics area today.

However, Ren Yan's operation always gave him the feeling that he was watching Conan and suddenly someone told you who the murderer was.

Young Master Duan was full of enthusiasm, he could not do it, and what Ren Yan said was not necessarily the correct answer, so he didn't choose, and clicked submit directly.

Well, after looking at the answer, it is really B.

But fortunately, except for this one, all the rest are correct, plus the previous score, it is worthy of No.1 in the physics section.

While watching the problem-solving process, Duan Chuiyu asked Ren Yan: "Did you just guess or figure it out yourself?"

"If you find the hidden conditions, you can see the answer at a glance, no need to count." Ren Yan said.

Duan Chuiyu's brain turned around after he made such a slight move, and when he looked at the problem-solving process of the standard answer, he felt a little cumbersome.

Apart from admiration, Duan Chuiyu was also a little puzzled: "Didn't you study liberal arts?"

"Science class in high school." Ren Yan put the watermelon juice on the wooden table, "Remember some knowledge points."

Duan Chuiyu glanced at the glass of crushed red juice, paused, and looked up at Ren Yan.

Ren Yan met his gaze, and opened her thin lips lightly: "It's not mixed with water."

Duan Chuiyu pursed his lips, and the resentment he had accumulated at Duan Shixian just now dissipated without a trace.

Ren Yan found that Duan Chuiyu still didn't drink the crumpled box of milk, a small box, standing askew on the table.

"Throw it away if you don't like it." Ren Yan picked up the box of milk, "If you rub it twice, the box will rot."

"Hey don't!" Duan Chuiyu hastily covered the box of milk, turned his head to look into the room, and said in a low voice, "This is given to me by your grandma. Put it away first, and I'll drink it later."

In fact, Duan Chuiyu doesn't like all the drinks. He has a tricky mouth. Except for the freshly squeezed fruit juice, he always feels that the drinks on the market have a saccharine taste, and he just can't get used to it.

When Ren Yan came back and saw that there were no other beverages in the refrigerator of Duan Chuiyu's house except mineral water, he knew how picky his mouth was.

After all, this young master can even taste whether the juice is mixed with water or not.

Duan Chuiyu took a sip of the watermelon juice with the cup in his hand, it was refreshing and refreshing.

Mr. Ju smelled Ren Yan's breath, and trotted over with a "meow meow meow" and rubbed his trousers.

Duan Chuiyu lowered his eyes and glanced at the fat cat, and said, "I thought it wasn't there. It didn't show up for a long time, but it came out after smelling you—"

As soon as the words fell, Duan Chuiyu was stunned, biting the straw and motionless.

Listen to what nonsense he has said.

Fortunately, Ren Yan didn't ask again: What do I smell like?

The old lady came out and asked Ren Yan if he won the prize in the competition. Ren Yan said "I won the first place", the old lady laughed from ear to ear, and went into the kitchen to make supper for her grandson.

It was rare for this empty courtyard to be lively, and even the sound of traffic outside the alley seemed to be amplified, coming from a distance, breaking the deep silence.

A pointed bulge protruded from the surface of Ren Yan's sports bag. Duan Chuiyu glanced at it from the corner of his eye and guessed that it was probably a trophy.

Ren Yan seemed extremely thirsty today, so he picked up the blue sports cup and took two sips of water.

Seeing this, Duan Chuiyu suddenly picked up his own cup, quickly touched Ren Yan's sports water cup, and said, "Congratulations."

Ren Yan licked the water from the corner of his mouth, stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

"Congratulations on winning first place." Duan Chuiyu clicked his tongue.

"Thank you."

Ren Yan's cell phone rang suddenly, he put down his water glass and connected the call: "Hello? Brother Xi Feng."

Duan Chuiyu was taken aback.

"I've come back, yes, I just came back."

"First."

Ren Yan chuckled: "It's not that exaggerated."

"blow……"

The word "treasure" was pressed in the throat by Ren Shengsheng. He looked at Duan Chuiyu and said to the other end of the phone: "He is with me, um, maybe he didn't turn on his voice."

"Okay, I'll take him back."

Ren Yan hung up the phone and asked Duan Chuiyu: "Your brother called you, did you not answer?"

Duan Chuiyu took out his mobile phone and looked at it. He did not receive it. He just turned on the mute.

Ren Yan got up and said: "It's getting late, clean up, and I'll take you home later."

Duan Xifeng's call reminded Duan Chuiyu of the weird conclusion he had drawn before. Holding the cup without moving, he suddenly asked Ren Yan, "Why did you lie to me?"

Ren Yan was taken aback: "What?"

"Why did you lie to me that you charge [-] an hour for tutoring? My brother's face is so good, even if you don't charge a dime, he is willing to spend time with me here?"