your name is so tricky

Mr. Ao brought the car back, went upstairs and called Hao Fang, and said to take him out for a drive.Qi Ji wanted to go with him and wanted to borrow it to drive. Mr. Ao said that he could sit in the car if he wanted to, but there was no way for him to get his hands on it. If you lend him the car, who knows if he will do some nasty things in his car? thing.At present, Hao Fang is like his new love, he likes to invite him to join in the fun when there is nothing to do, and he is also very coaxing, as long as there is food and drink, he is willing to go anywhere without asking him to pay.In Qi Ji's words, he is raising Hao Fang as his son.

The day for Mr. Ao to go to work has also been fixed. He submitted his resume for an interview and was notified to go to work within a few days. On the day he received the notification, Mr. Ao raised his head and howled. up.He is like a groom who is about to get married, lamenting that there are not many single days left, but looking forward to the new bride at the same time.

The last two days were left, just in time for the weekend, Qi Ji and the others happened to be free, so Mr. Ao proposed to go to the suburbs to breathe fresh air.At first, Hao Fang said that he didn’t have time to run the junior three rounds, but he couldn’t stand Mr. Ao’s repeated remarks, so he finally agreed.So the next morning, Mr. Ao and Qi Ji drove to a farmhouse in the suburbs.Mr. Ao made preparations in advance. He brought a set of fishing gear, and when he arrived, he sat by the pond with a big umbrella to fish. There were also many people on the shore.

Seeing the beautiful scenery in the suburbs, Hao Fang's eyes flashed and disappeared. He Yu said that he probably hid somewhere and sketched.After a while, the other two people disappeared, and it seemed that they were invisible until they had a meal.Mr. Ao sighed, thinking that it was the fate of the lonely old man.I can't blame others, fishing is something that young men in their 20s like to do.

An uncle next to him lit a cigarette from time to time, and Mr. Ao sucked the smoke into his nostrils. His internal organs and lungs seemed to be scratched by cat's claws, and he wished he could stretch out his scissors hands to ask for one.It has been two or three years since I quit smoking, but every time I smell nicotine, I will be shaken. From the day I quit smoking to the day I die, as long as I don’t smoke again, I will struggle with desire every day.

He moved his position, intending to stay away from temptation.From time to time, I looked around, hoping to catch the shadows of the other three people, but unfortunately the land was too large and there were people everywhere, except for the three people.After a while, there were already more than a dozen fish in the bucket, and it was past eleven o'clock when I raised my hand to see the watch.Mr. Ao got up and packed his things, took the fish back, picked up two big ones from the bucket, threw them to the kitchen and ordered them to braise them, thinking that the smell would show up on the dinner table later.After ordering a few dishes for lunch with the boss, he went for a leisurely walk.

If it is not so hot, the scenery in this season is really beautiful.Mr. Ao will also go back to the countryside to worship his ancestors. He prefers the air and atmosphere there. He is not in a hurry, and he is leisurely. He thinks that when he gets old, he will go to the countryside to enclose a piece of land and build a small wooden house. , I also learned from Tao Yuanming and lived the days of picking chrysanthemums and seeing Nanshan leisurely under the eastern fence.

The scale of this farmhouse is not small, and the front and back of the mountain are full of plants and vegetables.Mr. Ao admired the scenery along the way while walking, but the heat of the sun was sticking to his back undiminished, and it seemed to be frying the meat on his back with charcoal fire through a layer of thick fabric.Passing through a plantain field, the line of sight opened up. The bleak mountain in front of me couldn't stand the heat of the southern summer, and it suddenly turned this deserted wasteland full of vitality.Lush green trees with luxuriant branches and leaves, the ground is full of colorful wild flowers, and the person sitting under the tree in front of him also just appeared in this scene, and the arched back did not straighten even when he was painting.A gust of wind blew by, and the leaves on the top of the big tree he was leaning on danced messily. The people under the tree were just sitting so quietly, and it was really a cool and refreshing scenery from a distance.

Mr. Ao walked over with a smile. On such a hot day, he found a good place.He stuck out his tongue in the heat, and the clothes on his body were also sweaty, and he didn't need to look to know that his back was mostly wet.But Hao Fang is like a cold-blooded animal. He has never heard him cry out, let alone sweating profusely.Mr. Ao stood behind him and saw that his clothes were still dry, without any sign of being wet with sweat.The skin color of the neck and face is the same, but the surface of the skin is as soft as a layer of mist. The small shaved head makes Mr. Ao want to cover it with his hands and rub it. It must feel good.

The person in front of him always gave off a feeling of thinness when he couldn't get up when he sat down, but he looked like a bamboo pole when he stood up.He is said to be thin, but he is not the kind of skinny and frightening with sunken faces, yellow and thin. Maybe his face is too small, and his facial features are more delicate. If he is not black, he may have a sissy face.Hao Fang has a small frame, which is not difficult to see just by looking at the hands holding the paintbrush.When painting, I always lower my eyebrows and look at my eyes, and I feel comfortable when I look at it.

I didn't want to quarrel with him, but it was almost time for dinner. How could a person like him eat five meals a day miss the meal time.Mr. Ao went over and straightened his shoulders, saying that he looked like a little old man at such a young age.Looking at the painting in his hand, it was the plant with small lavender flowers under his feet. Although it was sketched, it was very vivid, as if the wind was also drawn into it.

He squatted down and began to carefully look at this plant, which was no more than five centimeters high. The lavender buds surrounded by it exuded some faint fragrance, and this fragrance was just like this mysterious and elegant purple, neither light nor heavy.

Hao stood up, patted his buttocks, stretched his hands and asked if it was time to eat.Mr. Ao smiled and said it was almost done, then he grabbed his shoulder and prepared to go back.The person under the arm was cold and cold, and he didn't feel hot when he leaned on it. On the contrary, Hao Fang suffered a lot. The whole stove was pressed on his shoulder, and he was still sinking to death. He wondered if he would be depressed if he pressed him like this every day a few centimeters.But just thinking about it like this didn't get rid of Mr. Ao, he ate and drank other people's food every day, and let him suppress him if he wanted to.

Today Hao Fang was a little abnormal, he was sullen while eating, not at all elated as usual.The most frustrating moment was that the fisherman who had worked so hard for half a morning almost didn't put down his chopsticks.Qi Ji and his wife still looked like they were picky and picky, and they didn't care about his fish. Mr. Ao looked frustrated. Even Hao Fang didn't want to eat something, so no one would think it was delicious.In my heart, I silently decided to change to a farmhouse next time. The chef here is too bad, and the fish he caught were in vain.

"It's a pity that these fish, I knew it would be better to take them home and cook them. I guess you can cook them better than this with your eyes closed." Hao Fang put down his chopsticks, there was still more than half of a bowl of rice left, and he probably wouldn't move. up.He raised his eyes to look at Ao Ao, and saw his gloomy face suddenly changed color, he never thought that it was the credit of his words.

Mr. Ao also threw away the bowls and chopsticks. Of course, today's meal was not to his liking.

After eating, there are some other entertainment items, some need to be charged and some are free. Of course, the higher the charge, the more fun the item is.Archery is considered a theme project here, and of course they cannot miss it.However, this accuracy is all about practice.One played with a pair of bows and arrows by himself for a while, and among the four of them, Qi Ji was the only one who got the shot. Seeing how smoothly he was holding the bow with his left hand and taking the arrow with the right, he must have been practiced.Men are naturally aggressive like roosters, and Mr. Ao is no exception. Seeing that the limelight has been taken by Qi Ji, he can't stay any longer, and hurriedly dragged Hao Fang away to other projects.

Hao Fang muttered a few words softly, his expression seemed a little unfinished.He rubbed his prickly head with his hands, raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother will take you to play something more fun."

There are two ponds around the farmhouse, one is for fishing and the other is for boating.It is not bad to say that he is a boat, because they are bamboo rafts spliced ​​together with bamboos of the same length, which can accommodate up to two adults.The raft is all done by hand. One person holds a long bamboo pole in his hand, pokes the bamboo pole to the bottom of the pond, and uses his body strength to push the bamboo raft.

They all grew up in the city since they were young. At most, they have seen boating from books or TV programs promoting tourism. It feels fresh to see it with their own eyes.Mr. Ao turned his head to look at Hao Fang, only to see that his eyes were sparkling like a pool of water.

I bought two adult tickets, and the staff present gave them two life jackets and asked them to wear them before boarding the raft.Although Mr. Ao had never been in a boat, he didn’t even know how to swim. He returned one of the pieces to the staff, and the other to Hao Fang for him to wear. He said he could swim, so There is no need to wear such a hot thing on a hot day.Hao Fang nodded, took the lifejacket and put it on, fastened the belt tightly and pulled it again to make sure that the clothes would not leave his body in any way.

The two got on the bamboo raft one after the other. Hao Fang, who couldn't swim, only squatted on the water with a layer of bamboo separated. I accidentally dropped it.

Seeing that he looked like a puppy, Mr. Ao suddenly got excited about playing. When the bamboo pole fell to the bottom of the pool, he poked hard, causing the whole boat to shake violently.One did not squat, Hao Fang sat upright on the bamboo, the pool water seeped through the gap and overflowed, hit the small splashes, the place that was in close contact with the bamboo raft was soaked instantly, and the coolness of the pool water surged up. His ass, Hao Fang stared fiercely at the instigator, wishing he could pounce on him and bite him to death.

The boat floated to the center of the pool, and now Hao Fang gradually got used to the shaking of the boat, and he was able to stand up slowly.After returning to China, Mr. Ao became smarter. He no longer wore long clothes and trousers. This time he wore knee-length breeches when he went out. His exposed calf was covered with thick and curly hair. Just look at these two legs without looking at his face. If you do, you will really feel that this is a rough guy.Hao Fang squatted down and looked at the two legs in front of him, and suddenly thought that he had not avenged his wet butt just now.But the person in front of him still had a relaxed, happy and triumphant expression. Of course, he noticed that a ray of light shot out of someone's eyes hit his hairy calf straightly.

While he wasn't paying attention, Hao Song released one hand holding the bamboo raft, and stretched out the other hand to Mr. Ao's calf. The index finger and thumb pinched a small leg hair, and quickly and accurately pulled it off.

Surprised by the sudden pain, Mr. Ao jumped up on one leg, and a slipper was thrown far away, splashing a burst of water.When the bare foot fell on the bamboo raft again, a pain ten times stronger than before came from the sole of the foot. After trembling all over, Mr. Ao just fell straight into the pool. Among them, the splash of an eight-foot-tall man poured into the water was enough to drench Hao Fang from head to toe.

Seeing someone fall into the water, the lifeguards on the shore whistled. The nearest lifeguard ran a few steps and jumped into the water. Someone else threw a lifebuoy tied to a rope, and it was safe and sound. Landed next to the bamboo raft.Mr. Ao had already emerged from the water at this time. He picked up the lifebuoy and waved to the people on the shore.He rowed to Hao Fang's side, grabbed the bamboo raft with both hands, smiled at the lifeguard and said, "It's all right, we're just kidding around." After the sentence, he swam back in vain.

Hao Fang glanced at the person holding the lifebuoy, and couldn't help laughing. There were drops of water on his face, and his wheat-colored skin glowed healthy under the sun. Mr. Ao looked at him from bottom to top, I feel that Hao Fang is very vivid at this time. If he hadn't taken into account that he is a landlubber, he would have pulled him down to feel the coolness of the pool with him.

After landing, Mr. Ao jumped forward, quickly found a place to sit down, and then turned the soles of his feet to inspect the wound.The pain just now was really not an illusion. There was a hole in the heel, and blood was gurgling out. The blood and water mixed together to form a small trickle, which fell drop by drop along the bottom of the foot on the muddy floor.

The staff next to him looked at the wound for Mr. Ao, and said that it must have been cut by an unsmooth burr on the bamboo raft. The wound was not deep, but the blood flowed a little more.Mr. Ao looked at the bald patch of skin on his calf again, and turned his head to look at the perpetrator, but Hao Fang just blinked his eyes, as if he had no remorse at all.

That being said, he still took on the responsibility of taking care of the injured.He ran to the staff to get a first aid kit, and then squatted in front of Mr. Ao to treat his wound.Mr. Ao is a little intoxicated at the moment, smiling and looking at the person in front of him, his slender eyelashes drooping, like the soft wings of a butterfly fluttering occasionally, he looks cute no matter what.In fact, Mr. Ao was fine, he just wanted to play tricks on the culprit who caused him to fall into the water, so he jumped up again when his feet touched the ground, and Hao Fang believed it when he saw his grinning face.

Seeing that he had succeeded in his treacherous scheme, Mr. Ao secretly raised the corner of his mouth. This man is really innocent.

In fact, I felt a little guilty in my heart. The lineup when this man fell into the water just now scared him a lot, thinking that he would never get up like this.At this moment, he let the man put his whole body weight on him, and the wet clothes were still dripping, and the place that was not soaked by the life jacket at first could not be spared.Mr. Ao hung on Hao Fang's body and walked all the way. No one was more relaxed than anyone else. He couldn't tell whether it was sweat or water on his body. The wet cloth rubbed back and forth to make a crisp and moist sound. , Said: "Why didn't I find you so naughty before!"

He said this with the pampering of some elders, but Hao Fang twisted his neck and avoided the palm above his head.He doesn't like this, and in his heart, this Mr. Ao is not very mature, he can't slap a slap, if there is a good day between the two of them, they won't both become drowned chickens.

"Cut, I'm just retaliation."

Mr. Ao smiled again, and said: "Could it be that you are still a Scorpio, and you must avenge any revenge."

"You really guessed right, I am a Scorpio."Hao Fang replied unhurriedly.