Master Chen who has been busy for two hours

Xu Keze said softly that he was sick, and was about to close the door, but he didn't close it tightly. Looking down, it turned out that Zhou Jingyang had one foot stuck in the crack of the door.

Xu Keze raised his brows, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and said: "So, what are you doing at my door, you have a son and a wife, and you come to provoke me, a widowed young man?"

He received the takeaway and just broke the chopsticks when Zhou Jingyang came to the door smelling like a fortune, what was his intention, Xu Keze listened patiently to Zhou Jingyang's bragging, who thought this guy would not be able to drive away.

Zhou Jingyang scratched at the door panel, faltered and couldn't make a sound, finally lowered his noble head, Gao said mysteriously: "Ham, it's a long story."

Xu Keze didn't care what misfortune happened to Zhou Jingyang, and said coldly, "Then you can make a long story short."

After a while, the takeaway will be cold.

"Row."

Zhou Jingyang nodded, changed his slippers consciously, and while walking into the house, he said in an old cadre tone: "Ahem, since you want to hear, let me tell you a few words."

Xu Keze stood where he was, and slapped the right hand that opened the door for Zhou Jingyang with his left hand. He knew that he would just pretend to be at home if he wasn't at home.

But after thinking about it, if he didn't open the door for him, this guy really might not do other outrageous things.

Like knocking on the door and shouting loudly: "I know you are at home, you have the ability to steal lunch, you have the ability to open the door." Xu Keze shuddered, closed the door, or see what is in this old man's gourd. What medicine to sell.

"Ah, you are eating, I really bother you." Zhou Jingyang saw a boxed lunch on the coffee table as soon as he entered the room.

Xu Keze folded his arms and looked coldly at Zhou Jingyang who entered the room.

Zhou Jingyang did not regard himself as an outsider at all, and sat on the sofa swaggeringly, smelling the smell of the food, and sighed: "The ribs are greasy and salty, the rice is soft, and what is this bowl of soup? Can you eat it too?"

Seeing Zhou Jingyang's picky and mean look, Xu Keze's fist was ready to move, wanting to punch Zhou Jingyang in the face.

This uncle ate this kind of food for four years in school, why?Finding a partner is like becoming a fairy, drinking dew and eating nectar, despising this and that.

Perhaps Xu Keze's gaze was so dazzling, Zhou Jingyang coughed lightly, and then said: "Then... Let me make a long story short, Meimei made dumplings, but you also know that it's not good to eat with uncle and aunt for the first time. I am a very casual person, leaving a bad impression, anyway, so I left first..."

Although Chen's mother accepted the fact that she abducted Meimei, he also heard Meimei's confession as he wished, but he couldn't hang around in front of Chen's mother. If Chen's father saw something abnormal, he would be in trouble and had to leave.

"Oh." After Xu Keze finished listening, he concluded sharply: "It turned out that he was kicked out. It's so miserable."

Zhou Jingyang: "..." Shut up if you can't speak.

"Where's your dog?" Xu Keze asked casually when he thought about making money. This father is always inseparable, but he didn't see the dog, so he dragged the box lunch to his side, for fear of accepting Zhou Jingyang's finger .

Zhou Jingyang: "..." It really hurts, where to poke.

Fine.

Zhou Jingyang and Zhaocai went there alone with a dog, but they returned alone, and the dog was left overnight.

When Zhou Jingyang left, he went to hug Zhaocai, but Zhaocai stood by the kitchen door, the greedy dog ​​drooled all over the place, and waited eagerly for the dumplings to be cooked, and then ate a few.

Zhou Jingyang was going to catch money, so it ran in the direction of Chen's mother. In the end, Chen's mother felt sorry for the orange dog, so Shi En stayed behind, and Zhou Jingyang had to leave alone.

I hate it.

Such an outstanding young talent like himself is not as good as a dog who can only show off.

"Gulu." Zhou Jingyang's stomach growled, he casually glanced at Xu Keze's food, sighed and said, "Forget it, then I'll just eat a little at your place."

Xu Keze: "..."

How shameless, I have never seen such a brazen person, he is going to call the police.

"I used to treat you to big fish and meat. How do you see that I am down and out, and I can't even bear to give me a meal. Do you have sympathy, do you have humanity..."

Zhou Jingyang felt sad because of Xu Keze's stingy behavior in trying to get back the lunch box. Not only was he betrayed by the dog, but no one cared about him, and he couldn't embrace the fragrant beauty. The more Zhou Jingyang thought about it, the sadder he became, and he looked up at the sky outside the window sadly.

It was afternoon, and the sky was originally clear, but at this time, a large black cloud came from nowhere, covering the sun.

This situation and this scene reflected Zhou Jingyang's mood, and then thunder rumbled from the sky, and a few drops of rainwater hit the glass, and then crackled into one piece.

The corner of Xu Keze's mouth twitched, and he said from the bottom of his heart, "This, is this magic?" It rains when you are unhappy, Zhou Jingyang, this is the fairy man's design in Mary Su's literature.

Zhou Jingyang sniffled, how pitiful.

"Okay, okay, I'll give you this one, and I'll order another one." Xu Keze waved his hand, afraid that the old man would be unhappy and make trouble again.

Zhou Jingyang picked up the chopsticks, stretched his neck to look at the bowl of greasy pork rib soup, and said with emotion: "The dumplings made by Meimei must be a hundred times better than this one. Will eating this kind of thing cause diarrhea."

"If I get sick, Meimei will feel distressed and sad.

"That's good, so I can see Meimei again."

Xu Keze wanted to put this bowl of pork rib soup on Zhou Jingyang's head.

Zhou Jingyang thought again that that stupid dog might be eating dumplings, one mouthful at a time, and the grievances in his heart would not come to him. He didn't look like a human being and wanted to be a dog.

Putting the pork ribs to his mouth, Zhou Jingyang knew that the taste of this piece of meat must be firewood. The original meaty aroma of the ingredients was lost after being boiled in sauce soup, and the taste was like chewing wax. The stubborn stomach resisted and refused to digest it.

"The beauty sent a message!! The beauty sent a message!"

Before Zhou Jingyang took a bite, the phone rang, it was Chen Mei calling, Zhou Jingyang quickly clicked on the message on the phone.

"I left dumplings for you, and the rider from the neighboring store delivered them to your home, remember to eat."

Zhou Jingyang froze for a moment and threw away his chopsticks, smiled silly, and replied to Chen Mei, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, meimei is the best!"

Zhou Jingyang's mood improved, and the torrential rain outside the window stopped abruptly, and the big dark clouds drifted away into the distance. The sun reappeared, and the cloudless weather returned. The torrential rain was like an illusion.

Xu Keze was dumbfounded, and murmured, "This is really magic, right?"

Zhou Jingyang must be the fairy man in Mary Su's literature. When he is happy, the sun shines, and when he is sad, it is rainy.

But Zhou Jingyang didn't have the extra energy to think about Xu Keze's brain hole. He took three steps and two steps in parallel, exuding joy all over his body, and went out bouncing.

"Ah, eat less of your junk food, it's not good for your health." Zhou Jingyang said with concern before leaving.

Xu Keze shut the door of the room with a "bang", and then viciously stuffed a few mouthfuls of takeaway. What he chewed was not ribs, but Zhou Jingyang's skull.

Chen's courtyard.

"What's so good about that kid, even if it's raining, I'll bring him food." When Chen Mei entered the room, Mother Chen muttered in a low voice.

As soon as the dumplings were cooked, Chen Mei packed a box full of lunch and went out. Mother Chen knew what he was doing without even thinking about it.

After entering the door, Chen Mei put away the umbrella and put it in the umbrella bucket. There was a thunderstorm just now, so Chen Mei took the umbrella out and asked a deliveryman she knew to help deliver it to Zhou Jingyang's address. Fortunately, she had just delivered it to Zhou Jingyang. Texting stopped.

"Mom." Chen Mei whispered: "Jing Yang will be happy if he eats it, but will be sad if he doesn't eat it."

After getting along several times, Chen Mei has long understood Zhou Jingyang's temperament.

"You, you, just get used to him, how can you starve to death if you miss a meal?"

Chen's mother turned into a vicious mother-in-law. It's fine for Chen Mei to find a girl, and she should take care of her, but she has to coax and pamper her when she finds a boy. Chen's mother's heart is out of balance.

It's okay for Xiaomei to like a man, but that person should pamper Xiaomei and treat him like a baby.

Facing Mother Chen's complaint, Chen Mei smiled helplessly.

But he just likes to spoil Zhou Jingyang, so what should he do.