Look at that pair of school grass

Four days left on the holiday balance.

Su An passed two days leisurely, and it was still the same on the third day. The computer was turned on, and he was lying on the bed hanging out and watching comics with his legs crossed. When he saw the exciting part of the plot, he sat up and stared at the comic book. Without taking his eyes off, one hand turned the pages of the paper, while the other reached for the open bag of potato chips on the bedside table.

As soon as she reached in, the door of the room was pushed open by Yang Lan, and a water-blue broom and dustpan squeezed in first.

Su An hurriedly withdrew her hand, jumped on the bed, and said dissatisfiedly: "Mom, why didn't you knock when you came in!"

Yang Lan's eyes were slightly squinted, and she moved from the comic book spread out in his hand to the bag of potato chips on the bedside. Su An twirled her fingers uneasily, and the remaining potato chip powder was sticky between her fingertips. open.

"Su An, are you eating on the bed again?" Yang Lan put one hand on her hips and pushed the broom forward, "I know how to eat, drink and have fun all day long, and I have to knock on the door for advice when I clean up for you, right? Come down , Clean the room by yourself."

Su An judged the situation and saw that her mother was not in a very good mood today, obediently put the book on the bed and put it away, stretched her feet out of the bed, took out a tissue to wipe off the residue from her fingers and mouth, and took the remaining half pack of potato chips On the desk far away from the bed, I walked over to take the broom and smiled flatteringly at Yang Lan: "Mom, you've worked hard, go and have a rest, what's left uncleaned? I'll take care of it all."

Su An stood taller than Yang Lan by about ten centimeters. Yang Lan looked up at her son who had grown from a small thing to a big man, stretched out her index finger and raised her hand to tap his forehead, and said angrily: "No Now, when it's your turn to take the initiative to clean up, this house won't be able to live in."

"No way...I usually clean it too." Su An argued to himself in a low voice, and the response he got was that the finger on his forehead suddenly exerted force, causing his head to be tilted back.

"Stop talking nonsense, clean up quickly, and help me go downstairs to buy some salt later." Yang Lan walked out of the room, "By the way, I put the newly bought rice in the garage, and I will carry it up when I come back. "

"Follow orders." Su An rubbed his forehead, picked up the broom and started to work, scratched the floor casually, only swept out a little floating dust, thinking that it was quite clean, if I remember correctly, he had just swept it before the National Day... …

After hastily sweeping, Su An picked up the key and put it in his pocket, then went downstairs with slippers on.

It is fate to meet thousands of miles away, where in life do not meet each other, Su An just opened the curtain of the convenience store and was happy, raised his hand and greeted Qi Wenxuan who was paying the bill: "What a coincidence, you also come to buy salt?"

The person who came in was against the light, but he knew who it was just by looking at the silhouette, Qi Wenxuan was slightly stunned and then smiled: "Yes, such a coincidence."

Qi Wenxuan stood beside the cashier and waited for him. Su An picked out the salt and came to pay the bill. He bought two bottles of Coke and gave Qi Wenxuan one.

"What's the matter?" Qi Wenxuan looked down at him while holding a cool Coke.

"Huh?" The two took a leisurely stroll in the community. Su An unscrewed the bottle cap, gulped down a mouthful of bubble-filled fat house happy water, sighed with an extremely comfortable expression, and then smacked his lips and said: "Don't always think that what I give you is something to do, it hurts your feelings... But, have you finished your homework?"

Qi Wenxuan also unscrewed the Coke and took a sip, pursed his lips and said, "I finished everything except Chinese. But compared to homework, have you watched the group?"

"What group?" Su An wanted to take out his phone in a daze, only to realize that he didn't bring it out at all, so he could only ask, "What's the matter?"

"On the weekend when the holiday is over and make up classes, there is a monthly exam." Qi Wenxuan didn't hang on to him, and directly confessed, "And it is said that there will be a parent-teacher meeting after the exam."

"Parents meeting???" Su An was shocked.

"The gossip, the information from the school committee should not be wrong." Qi Wenxuan affirmed, "Didn't Lao Zheng just take over our class, and said he wanted to communicate with the parents of the new students."

Su An has never encountered such things as parent meetings since graduating from the third year of junior high school.

He recalled when he was in primary school, there was a time when the parent meeting was over, and Yang Lan twisted his ears as soon as he came home. Can't get off stage on the spot.

That day his ears were almost twisted off by Yang Lan when he was drinking, he remembered that she said angrily at that time: "It's fine if you have poor grades, but if I don't force you, can't you be more peaceful and stop causing trouble for me? "

But Yang Lan didn't know, sometimes if you don't look for things, things will come to you. Su An didn't tell her that the reason why he beat that kid was because he owed him. I don't know where I heard about Su An's family. , calling him a poor wretch who has no father.

Su An didn't even know where he had offended that classmate. To suffer such malice while being unfortunate, perhaps there was no reason for some malice, especially the cruelty of children who are ignorant of the world.

But he has never been a character who can endure silently. At that time, Su An, who was quite thin, jumped up and pushed the boy to the corner to beat him. All the little girls in the class screamed until the teacher was alarmed. Two male teachers It was only with joint efforts that the two were separated.

On the second day after her mother screwed up her ears, Su An, together with a few friends who formed a gang at that time, beat up that kid again on the way out of school, threatening to beat him up if he dared to make a small report.

Later, I don't know if the kid was really scared of being beaten, but there was no more splash.

He still remembered that when he turned around and saw Qi Wenxuan standing at the entrance of the alley with his schoolbag on his back, his heart skipped a beat, but Qi Wenxuan just waved to him and said, "Su Xiaoan, you're home."

Little Su'an's immature face was stained with a little dust, she immediately smiled, left the boy sitting in the corner, walked over skippingly, and held Qi Wenxuan's extended hand.

"You won't sue my mother, will you?" He remembered asking Qi Wenxuan cautiously on the road that day.

Qi Wenxuan shook his head and said seriously: "No. If anyone bullies you in the future, I will beat him up for you."

Thoughts drifted away again.

Su An came back to her senses and smiled wryly: "I can only hope that no one will report to my mother this time."

After all, he beat up quite a few people after he entered high school. The rumors about him in school were exaggerated, but they were by no means all fabricated.

For example, the bastard who was beaten up by him when he just started school.

"You should still be worried about your grades." Qi Wenxuan nodded at him, "If you can quit the army of the bottom [-] in your grade, Aunt Lan should set off firecrackers."

"The grades... don't be in a hurry." Su An raised his head and took a sip of Coke. The two had already walked downstairs. He said to Qi Wenxuan, "You go up first, I'll help my mother carry some rice."

"Let me help you." Qi Wenxuan followed him to the garage.

Su An's family doesn't have a car, and the garage is just a small garage for bicycles and electric cars. The surrounding area is full of unused cardboard boxes and sundries, ready to be sold as scraps at any time.

The rice bag is placed next to the electric car, a heavy off-white bag.

"Get it for me." Qi Wenxuan stuffed the salt and coke in his hands to Su An, and without saying a word, he carried the rice bag on his shoulder, and nodded to Su An, "Let's go, you close the door."

Su An was moved and sniffed: "Brother Xuan, you will really spoil me like this."

Qi Wenxuan walked towards the corridor with a smile: "Stop talking nonsense, you are hypocritical."

He kept sending bags of rice to Su An's house. Yang Lan came out of the kitchen when she heard the movement, greeted Qi Wenxuan with a smile, and scolded Su An at the same time: "This kid is really ignorant. It's troublesome for Xuanxuan to ask you to carry the bag of rice."

"It's okay, Aunt Lan. I'm rushing to carry it by myself and exercise." Qi Wenxuan also opened his mouth to talk nonsense.

He declined Yang Lan's invitation to stay with him for dinner, and stretched out a hand to Su An before leaving the door. Su An remembered that he still had something with him, so he hurriedly gave him a bag of salt, and then looked at the two bottles of Coke I was stunned.

The liquid level of the two bottles of Coke is almost the same, and it has long been difficult to tell which belongs to which.

Su An didn't think too much, just gave him a bottle, grinned and waved: "I'll go play with you in the afternoon."

Qi Wenxuan automatically translated it into "I will find you to copy homework in the afternoon".

He glanced at the Coke in his hand, then at Su An's, as if he had something to say, but finally changed his mind and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

After leaving for a while, the first thing Su An did when he returned to the room was to turn on his phone, and a flood of group messages flooded out.

After turning to the top and climbing the stairs, Su An confirmed the fact of the monthly exam and parent meeting, sighed deeply, lay on the bed on his back, and threw the phone aside.

The author has something to say:

Coke is reversed.

Brother Xuan just didn't say anything, hehe.