beluga island

Xia Qijing's smile froze on his face.

The last piece of scallion pancake was still stuffed in his mouth and he couldn't swallow it anymore. He pointed at Shiyu "you you you you you" for a long time, but he couldn't say a word.

Shi Yu's shirt was loosely tied around his waist, and his hands were in his trouser pockets: "You seem surprised?"

Xia Qijing: "What are you doing at my house!"

He never expected to see the person he least wanted to see here, and he arrived earlier than him.

Shi Yu said, "Your mother called me here."

Xia Qijing didn't believe it: "My mother has never seen you, and she doesn't even have your mobile phone number, so how could she contact you."

Shi Yu was about to say something when Zhou Yuling's voice suddenly came from inside the door: "Qi Jing is back?"

Zhou Yuling was wearing an apron, holding a spatula in her hand, her bangs were most common among middle-aged women, and behind her head was a braid that was neither too long nor too short, tied tightly with a black headband.

Zhou Yuling fanned the oily smoke and said, "Your dad went to buy sauced duck. He told him to buy it in advance at noon and forgot about it, so we had to send him there again. It wasn't long before Xiaoyu arrived, so you two went to the house to play. , don’t stand here, there is a lot of oily smoke.”

With Zhou Yuling present, Xia Qijing couldn't say a lot.

So he swallowed the words temporarily, and dragged Shi Yu back to the house.

The advantage of Xia’s house is that it was bought early, and the land area is not bad, but the floors are short, the lighting is not good, and when the sun is not good, it is always gray and gray. In summer, it is hot outside and inside is hotter, and in winter, it is cold outside and inside is even colder. A small insulation room.

At this moment, the headlights were turned on front and back, and it was brightly illuminated. Even the air conditioner in Xia Qijing's room had been turned on earlier, and one could feel a little bit of coolness as soon as one entered.

Xia Qijing knew that Zhou Yuling specially opened it.

Zhou Yuling has always been frugal, and usually saves electricity if she can. She doesn't turn on the lights when watching TV in the living room.

Now suddenly the front and rear lights and air conditioners are turned on, and Father Xia is sent to buy cooked vegetables, which is enough to show that she attaches great importance to Shi Yu.

When Xia Qijing closed the door, Shi Yu said, "I didn't pry into your privacy. It was your mother who first found my house, found my mobile phone number, and then came to contact me. She said that tonight was the first time we had dinner together. , I want to be more formal."

Xia Qijing was a little uncomfortable: "I didn't say you were spying on my privacy."

Shi Yu looked into his eyes: "You said during the day that you told me not to pry into your private life and hobbies. So I guess, you may feel that I'm spying on you, or deliberately contacting your mother."

Shi Yu didn't mention that he was perfunctory with text messages and didn't intend to invite him to dinner at all. Xia Qijing also felt that he really didn't have any reason, so he could only say awkwardly: "I intend to invite you, this afternoon Forget it, forget it.”

"It's okay," Shi Yu said calmly, "I didn't plan to come either."

As soon as this was said, the smell of gunpowder was ignited.

Xia Qijing suddenly panicked.

He and Shi Yu have gotten quite acquainted since this period of time, and Shi Yu is not too serious about getting angry with him. Basically, any conflicts between the two of them are bickering, and he almost forgot what Shi Yu's anger and indifference are. look.

People who don't have a good heart are angry, and they usually fly into a rage. The anger is written on the face, and it spurts out through the pores, and it has to be vented.

And people like Shi Yu, ordinary provocations can't irritate him; but once he regains his cold expression and becomes indifferent and reticent, it means that the situation has really started to get serious.

But Xia Qijing couldn't quite figure it out, it was just such a little thing, why was he so angry?

He said to Shi Yu: "I did lie, I didn't invite you to have dinner with my family, but that's because... I don't think we are really married, there is no need for that."

Shi Yu: "It's just a meal."

Xia Qijing was very polite: "Yeah, it's just a meal, it's not a full banquet, it's definitely not as good as what you usually eat at home."

In fact, the real idea is that since you don't want to get too involved with the Shi family, it's better to cut it off as soon as possible.

There is no need for people from two worlds to force themselves to participate in the life of another world.

Zhou Yuling has always been sensitive and paranoid, he doesn't want her to worry about this matter anymore.

Shi Yu: "You didn't bring your friends home for dinner before?"

Xia Qijing said without hesitation, "Take me, I often take my classmates..."

It stopped suddenly.

The implication of this is that Shi Yu is not even an ordinary classmate.

Shi Yu's lips pursed visibly.

At this moment, Zhou Yuling shouted in the living room: "It's time to eat."

Shi Yu immediately opened the door and walked out.

It seemed that he was afraid that if he stayed for another second, he would be pissed off by Xia Qijing again.

Xia Qijing followed behind him dejectedly, silently complaining that Shiyu's temper was getting weirder and weirder.

Sure enough, a child from a rich family still has strong self-esteem, probably because he has never been so perfunctory before, and it would take a long time to invite him to a meal, which is too angry.

Father Xia had bought the sauced duck and came back, rubbed his hands, and stood at the dining table a little awkwardly.

Zhou Yuling hurriedly put the dishes on the table, all of which were her special dishes, crab roe tofu, sweet and sour pork ribs, stewed chicken with mushrooms, fried spinach with garlic, lemon boneless chicken feet, stewed tofu, and as the main course Duck in sweet and chilli sauce at the very center.

The weather at the end of summer was still hot and dry. Zhou Yuling had been busy for a long time, and beads of sweat hung on her forehead, flowing into her temple hair along the wrinkles.

Xia Qijing was going to the kitchen to serve dinner, but Zhou Yuling pushed her out: "Talk to Xiaoyu more, what are you doing in the kitchen, it's hot."

Xia Qijing had no choice but to sit back at the dining table.

Xia's dining table is a four-sided Eight Immortals table. In the past, a family of four just sat on one side, but today Xia Zhisang happened to be away, so Shiyu sat where Xia Zhisang usually sat.

Xia Qijing sat on his right.

Wanting to say something, she raised her head and glanced at Shi Yu, seeing that he was still pursing his lips silently, knowing that he was still angry, and dared not speak again.

He wasn't afraid that Shi Yu would be angry, but mainly because he was afraid that father Xia and Zhou Yuling would find out that something was wrong, and he would be worried that he would be wronged.

It was Father Xia who broke the silence, coughed his throat, and said, "Qi Jing, you and Shi Yu are getting along pretty well now."

Xia Qijing was a little embarrassed: "It's okay, it's okay."

Father Xia: "Eating, drinking, hobbies, they all get along well."

Xia Qijing: "They all eat in the cafeteria."

Father Xia: "When you came back today, why didn't you come back together?"

Xia Qijing just wanted to make up a reason, when Shi Yu suddenly said: "I happen to be a volunteer nearby, so I came here directly. Xia Qijing came directly from school... just now, when you went out to buy sauced duck, auntie Ask me too."

Xia Qijing was taken aback.

Only then did he realize that he almost slipped his tongue.

Xia's father praised: "It's a kind heart to do extracurricular practice and do volunteer work."

The voice trembled.

Perhaps because of that contract, he always felt an uncontrollable nervousness in front of this boy who was about the same age as his son.

The dignity and status between men is very delicate, it is not entirely about money, and it has nothing to do with the age of both parties.But if you owe the other party a debt of favor, your reputation will definitely be lowered, especially if this is a not-so-glamorous contract that can only be done secretly.

Shi Yu seemed to see his nervousness, smiled, and said, "It's nothing, it's just a charity sale organized by the school, and many students went there together."

Xia Qijing also hurriedly followed: "Yes, yes, I was going too, but I have class this afternoon, so I didn't make it."

Shi Yu glanced at him, did not refute him, and did not change his expression.

Xia Qijing breathed a sigh of relief.

The following meal process went smoothly beyond Xia Qijing's expectations.

Although Shi Yu was still angry just now, but in front of Father Xia and Zhou Yuling, he didn't show dissatisfaction at all.

Not only did she not have the slightest airs, but she was quite understanding.

He didn't mention the contract. In order to prevent the atmosphere at the dinner table from cooling down, he took the initiative to chat with Father Xia about Real Madrid, Barcelona, ​​and the World Cup; he praised Zhou Yuling's delicious cooking, which was much better than his mother; Why not at home.

Zhou Yuling was coaxed into laughing from ear to ear: "She, she is too tempered. She has been fighting for more than half a month, and she refuses to go home."

As for why they refused to go home, everyone at the table knew it well.

The originally appointed person to perform the contract was Xia Zhisang.

Helpless, Xia Zhisang's temper was too strong, he refused to die, and ran back to school after making a big fuss. It would be best for Xia Qijing to marry him to complete the contract.

Xia Qijing quickly changed the subject: "Eat quickly, the food is getting cold."

What father Xia thinks of Shiyu is satisfied: "Since I like it, I can come to play more in the future if I have nothing to do. Let your Auntie Zhou make delicious food for you. You are welcome anytime."

Shi Yu smiled: "I am very willing, but I don't know if Xia Qijing is willing."

Xia Qijing's hand holding the chicken nuggets froze in mid-air.

Father Xia was puzzled: "Why don't you want to?"

Shi Yu said slowly: "Xia Qijing told me that he doesn't seem to take his classmates home for dinner, so I'm also worried whether it will disturb you."

"What's the matter?" Zhou Yuling glared at Xia Qijing, and said, "He loves to make friends since he was a child. He brought seven or eight little girls back for dinner after a week of going to kindergarten. The little girl almost picked up chicken wings for him. When they got into a fight at the dinner table, he was fine, he acted like nothing had happened, he actually kidnapped a few from the neighbors in the neighborhood, and after entering junior high school, he still..."

Xia Qijing buried his head under the rice bowl, groaning: "Mom, stop talking."

Shi Yu gave him a meaningful look, and said, "Are they all little girls? Don't you have any familiar male friends?"

Zhou Yuling said bluntly: "Of course there are more, oh, but the best one, moved away about five years ago, and used to live across from our house..."

Xia Qijing suddenly shouted: "Mom! I want more food!"

Zhou Yuling covered her ears in distaste: "I'll add it myself, how old is she, and she's still blah blah blah..."

Naturally, the conversation just now did not continue.

Shi Yu watched Xia Qijing go to add food calmly, as if thinking about something.

In fact, Xia Qijing couldn't eat any more, and just found an excuse to interrupt Zhou Yuling's words.

He perfunctorily added some rice to the bowl, and it was estimated that two mouthfuls would be enough. He prayed in his heart that when he returned after eating, Shiyu would have forgotten about being angry, so he would not bother him again.

Just as I put the rice spoon back into the rice cooker, I suddenly heard the sound of closing the door with a "boom".

Xia Qijing froze for a moment, then suddenly realized who was back, and yelled in his heart that something was wrong.

When he rushed out, Xia Zhisang was already standing in the middle of the living room, wearing a denim skirt and white canvas shoes, with long black hair scattered, staring at Shi Yu, and said coldly:

"who are you?"