Sheep and Wolf

"Hey, old man, old man, our house has guests, go to the backyard to catch a chicken and kill it, and I'll boil the water." The old lady shouted into the yard as soon as she stepped into the yard, the voice was so loud that the neighbors could hear it. hear.

Soon a tall and thin white-haired old man came out of it. He was far from the old lady in figure. Seeing that his body was still very strong, the old man's voice was as bright as a bell, full of air: "Oh, who's here? Why don't you say hello?"

"Hello, my name is Qi Fan. I'm Xiaoyang's senior brother. I'm a year older than him. I met Xiaoyang when I came here for business. Grandma asked me to stay and play when she saw it. I didn't say hello beforehand. It's really a shame." I'm sorry." As soon as the person came out, Qi Fan took the initiative to go up to say hello.

"Oh, Xiaoyang's brother? Xiaoyang hasn't brought his classmates back yet! Since they are all here, let's play here for a few more days! Anyway, it's a holiday now, and there is plenty of time, so don't rush back?" Grandpa looked He was hospitable, reached out and patted Qi Fan's shoulder, smiling all over his face.

"No hurry, I just feel a little sorry for not bringing anything for your elder brother."

The old lady was not happy when she heard it: "Silly boy, why are you still thinking about this? You said we don't need anything, so don't be so polite! You and Xiaoyang go in and sit for a while, and grandma will boil water and kill chickens. I'll cook something delicious for you tonight."

"That's right, you don't have to be so polite, just treat this as your own home. We country people don't pay much attention, so let's go in and rest!" The old man also laughed.

"Come in!" Seeing that his grandparents seemed to like Qi Fan, An Yiyang was overjoyed, and hurriedly grabbed Qi Fan's arm and led him into the living room, "You sit first, and I'll pour it for you." A glass of water, do you want some tea? Drinks are also available."

"Just pour a glass of water." Qi Fan sat on the hard Pontianak wooden chair, looking around expressionlessly.

An Yiyang poured a glass of warm water for him, sat down next to him, and said depressedly: "You bastard, you smiled so kindly at my grandparents, why did you turn your face back to ice when you saw me?"

"What's so funny about you?" Qi Fan asked innocently after taking a sip of water.

"Damn, what do you mean you can't smile at me? You can smile at others!" An Yiyang was dissatisfied.

"It's not someone else."

"Uh?"

"That's your family." After Qi Fan finished speaking, he put the cup on the coffee table and stood up.

An Yiyang froze for a moment, then got up as well: "Where are you going?"

"Where is your room? I'll put the bag away."

"Oh, come with me." An Yiyang led him into his room, Qi Fan glanced at the double bed inside, and couldn't help frowning, "Two beds?"

"Uh, I sleep in one, and the other is my brother's. We usually sleep in the same room." An Yiyang scratched his hair in embarrassment, and murmured, "We will make do with each other at night..."

"I'll sleep in your bed, you sleep in your brother's." Qi Fan cut off his words and put the bag on his bed.

"Ah?" An Yiyang opened his mouth with a look of disappointment, "Then... okay."

The narrowness in Qi Fan's eyes flashed past, he quietly hooked the corners of his mouth and then returned to the original indifference, lowered his head and unzipped the shoulder bag, took out the iPad, leaned against the head of the bed, and started playing on his own .

An Yiyang sat beside him, looking at his handsome profile almost greedily, with a strange emotion in his heart, since Qi Fan appeared at the gate of the village, since he said "that's your family", obviously yesterday He's still complaining, but today this man has moved him to a utter mess, what is the most uncaring boyfriend, I'm afraid there will never be a more caring boyfriend than Qi Fan in this world!

Qi Fan couldn't stand being watched by him, so he raised his head and glared at him: "Have you seen enough?"

"It's not enough! No matter how you look at it, it's not enough! How can you be so handsome!" An Yiyang yelled twice, and suddenly rushed to hug his waist like a madman, and kept his head in his arms Loosely.

Qi Fan glanced at the closed door, hugged him, his eyes were gentle like water, but his mouth was mean: "Idiot! You are like a psychopath all day long, I don't even bother to talk to you."

An Yiyang arched in his arms, and raised his head: "Hee hee, you're just talking, knife mouth, tofu heart."

"I still have to eat tonight!" He gritted his teeth.

"Then eat more! My grandma's dishes are delicious."

"I told you not to disgust me!"

"Then who do you want me to disgust?" An Yiyang hugged his neck and kissed the corner of his mouth with a smile.

"You still want to disgust others?" Qi Fan raised his eyebrows, An Yiyang accepted him as soon as he saw it, and hugged him coquettishly, "How can others compare to you? They just like you."

Qi Fan was amused by him, pinched his baby-fat face and tugged to the side: "You bastard... dare to say anything."

"Hey," An Yiyang chuckled twice, lying on his chest, looking at him with hanging eyes, "Hey, if I really disgust others, you won't even have time to cry!"

"You can try it." Qi Fan tilted his head to look at him, An Yiyang laughed, stretched out a finger and shook it in front of him, "I think it's better to forget it, I tried it and you still won't cry to death."

"At that time, it may not be clear who will cry."

"Could it be me?"

"Then you think I'm going to cry?"

"You? Uh," An Yiyang laughed dryly, completely unable to imagine what it would be like for Qi Fan to cry, "By the way, have you ever cried?"

"That kind of memory has long since disappeared. I should have had it when I was a child."

"When I was young? How young was that? Is it so long that you don't even remember?"

"It's not a woman, why are you crying?"

"The boy doesn't shed tears easily, but he hasn't reached the sad part yet!"

"It seems that you are often sad."

"Hey, what do you mean you? Are you ironic that I often cry?"

"Is not it?"

"I don't cry all the time, okay? It's not because of you..." An Yiyang suddenly stopped at this point, pretending to be fierce and staring at him, "You bastard, I have cried so many times for you. It's impossible for you to cry for me, right? Hey, let me ask you, is it possible for you to cry for me once?"

"Are you going to die?"

"Bah! You're just about to die, so you know how to curse me! What should you do if I'm about to die?"

"Buried you."

"go to hell!"

"Do you want to be cremated?"

"Your sister!" An Yiyang was so angry that she sat on his waist, grabbed the pillow next to her, and slammed her head and face at him. Qi Fan smiled and blocked him with his hand, not forgetting to free one hand to stop his waist to prevent him from falling. get out of bed and go.

The two quarreled for a while, and grandma's voice came from outside: "Xiaoyang, bring Xiaofan out for dinner, the dishes are ready."

"Okay, right away." An Yiyang responded, glanced at Qi Fan, puzzled, picked up the pillow and slammed it several times before getting off Qi Fan.

Qi Fan got up and straightened his messed up hair and clothes, and said "tsk", "shrew."

"Say it again!" An Yiyang raised his eyebrows, making a gesture to hit him, when there was a knock on the door suddenly, "What are the two of you doing inside? Come out to eat quickly, why did you lock the door?"

"Okay, I'll be out right away." An Yiyang was clever, rushed over and opened the door, grandma poked her head in, and smiled at Qi Fan, "Xiao Fan will spend the night with Xiao Yang tonight! Anyway! His brother is not here, there are two beds in the room, and grandma will clean up the guest room for you tomorrow."

"Don't bother, grandma, I'll just sleep in Xiaoyang's room! They're all boys anyway, so there's no inconvenience."

"That's good, let's go out to eat! Grandma made you boiled fish, stewed chicken with mushrooms, and some home-cooked dishes. You shouldn't have any taboos, right?"

"Yes, yes, he can eat everything except sour, sweet and spicy." An Yiyang hurriedly replied.

Qi Fan gouged him out, and said to grandma: "Don't listen to his nonsense, I can eat anything, grandma, just cook whatever you like, and leave me alone."

"What nonsense? Only your stomach can eat sour and spicy food? Don't you think it's too long?" An Yiyang retorted immediately.

"Does Xiao Fan have a stomach problem?" Grandma hurriedly asked after hearing this.

"Well, it's gastritis, quite serious." An Yiyang answered for him again.

Qi Fan was a little helpless: "It's not too serious, it's already much better." Thanks to your grandson, since living with An Yiyang, his diet has become very regular, and An Yiyang will deliberately avoid irritating his stomach His stomach has not been in trouble for a long time.

Grandma still frowned after hearing this: "Why do you have stomach problems at such a young age? You have to take good care of it. Xiaoyang is right. You must pay more attention to your diet. If he didn't say that I plan to make sweet and sour pork ribs for you tomorrow." Well! If you have a bad stomach, try to eat as little as possible of these sweet and sour things. Remember to see a doctor to see if you can grab some traditional Chinese medicine. Slowly recuperating should be able to get better. If you don’t pay attention to your body when you are young, you will suffer when you are old. Physical problems are not small problems.”

"Understood, thank you grandma." A warm current flowed through Qi Fan's heart. It seemed that it was the first time that his elders cared about his body so much when he grew up so big, and his parents, who were so unpredictable, seemed to even care about him. You don't know about stomach problems, do you?

"What are you dawdling about over there? Come over to eat, and the dishes are going to be cold." Grandpa's loud voice came from the kitchen, and grandma hurriedly responded, "Hey, let's go."

Qi Fan and An Yiyang followed behind her together, the corners of their mouths could not help but twitch.

I really like this kind of warm atmosphere, the simple and shabby room, the basic tea and light food, but it feels like home.

It's not in vain when he heard that someone foolishly got up early in the morning with drowsiness because he thought he couldn't sleep well. It was the first time I bought a ticket, squeezed into a smelly car with a lot of people, and ran all the way to a completely unfamiliar place, just to get to some idiot.You know, it's the first time for him to take a train at such a big age, but luckily the only one who survives is the standing ticket!But when I saw the man's eyes full of emotion, tears and smiles, I suddenly felt that, in fact...it's not that stupid.

The author has something to say: Our Xiao Gong really loves Xiao Shou!

Obviously I posted it last night, and some people have rated it below. It seems that I can see it on my mobile phone, but I can’t scan it on my computer. I will update it again.