flying dog

This action is actually nothing to Fang Chi, it is a comfort, he has pinched quite a lot of people like this.

But after pinching, both he and Sun Wenqu were stunned.

Sun Wenqu turned his head to look at Fang Chi's hand that was still on his shoulder, then looked at Fang Chi and smiled: "Suddenly I think you look like Liangzi right now."

Fang Chi also smiled, rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and turned his face to look at the yard downstairs: "That middle-aged fat man is my second uncle, and his hands are very strong. When I was young, he could lift me up with one hand. Put it on his shoulder, that idiot boy with glasses is his son..."

With a smile on the corner of Sun Wenqu's mouth, he looked downstairs with him.

"The boy with glasses wasn't an idiot when he was young, but he suddenly became an idiot after he went to school. I always thought that he might have studied an idiot major from elementary school to now..." Fang Chi poked his finger back and forth on the glass, explaining very deeply, "Black Tiger's heart! Didn't dodge it! I knew I couldn't dodge it... Audience friends, please... Mantis Fist! I didn't dodge it again. The strength value of the young man with glasses is too low. I thought my years of experience were probably negative...Hand knife! Now the boy with glasses wants to run! He wants to run! This move is called rushing out the door, but the door is a little far away from him...out! Okay, let’s run, it seems that the second uncle has no intention of chasing him out, GAME OVER, the live broadcast is over."

Sun Wenqu leaned against the window and couldn't help laughing, and gave him a round of applause: "You are so eloquent, I haven't seen you so eloquent."

"Didn't you want to listen to the explanation? You told me you were thirsty," Fang Chi smiled, "It's a pity that Fang Hui didn't take the beating, and he ran away with two moves. It's going to be me...my grandfather and my father beat me Sometimes I can at least run around ten or eight times in the yard before I get pushed down."

"Monkey," Sun Wenqu nodded, took the cup on the table and handed it to him, "a monkey that grew up like a wild dog."

"Monkey or dog." Fang Chi took a sip from the cup. It was not boiled water, but tea, which was quite fragrant... This is Sun Wenqu's cup.

Fang Chi took a sip of tea, put down his cup and coughed for a long time.

"Oops," Sun Wenqu took the cup and looked inside, "Did you spit it in?"

"Come on, maybe you have a snot." Fang Chi sniffed.

Sun Wenqu clicked his tongue and poured the water into the flower plate.

The flower pots in this room are the same as Fang Chi's. They are all planted with small green leaves without flowers, and I can't tell what species they are. Of course, there are not many flowers that can still bloom this season.

"Where did you get these little leaves?" Fang Chi sat on the chair.

Before I could sit still, the whole person leaned back and nestled in. No matter how much I tried to sit upright, I couldn't sit upright.

The chair looked quite normal, but when I sat in it, I realized it was like a bowl. Unless I stood up, I could only lie down like this. He was a little speechless: "What kind of chair are you!"

"Lazy chair." Sun Wenqu raised his leg and kicked on the edge of the chair, and the chair swayed twice.

"Hey... dizziness." Fang Chi struggled to stand up from the chair, and found that the chair had only one leg with a spring. I didn't notice it before, but now I saw that it was a big cup.

"It's dizzy too? Isn't it the same as the reclining chair in your backyard?" Sun Wenqu slumped down on the chair and put his legs on the bed comfortably.

"The ones are in the front and back directions. You can't be sure about the front, back, left, and right up and down. I can't stand it." Fang Chi sighed, "When you draw things, don't you feel dizzy when you lie on it?"

"Hey, such a thick spring, didn't you see how hard I just pushed it?" Sun Wenqu clicked his tongue, "This IQ is lucky to have that spirit."

"If you fail the exam, will you pay for it?" Fang Chi laughed twice.

"Don't talk nonsense," Sun Wenqu shook his foot, "If you didn't take the exam, you just think you won't do well in the exam."

"To be honest, I didn't expect to do well in the exam." Fang Chi leaned on the table and looked at the pictures drawn by Sun Wenqu on the table. different jugs.

"Do you have a goal? What school or major?" Sun Wenqu meowed at Mr. Huang who was on the bed, and Mr. Huang crawled along his legs onto his stomach.

"...No." Fang Chi suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Facing a student who had never been to college but was still a top student, he had no confidence in his answer.

"Think about it when you have time," Sun Wenqu said.

"Oh." Fang Chi responded.

Neither of them spoke again.

Fang Chi turned back and opened the half-drawn curtains, and the setting sun spread on the table.

The yard has returned to calm, Fang Hui who ran away did not come back, except for grandpa and second aunt who were busy in the kitchen, everyone else went back to the living room.

Fang Chi touched the little green leaves on the window sill: "What is this?"

"You don't know even if you tell me." Sun Wenqu closed his eyes and inserted his fingers into Mr. Huang's hair.

"Try it, maybe I will know." Fang Chi looked at Sun Wenqu's hand, Huang was always a short-haired native cat, and Sun Wenqu's fingers were conspicuous among the short yellow fur.

"Actually, I don't know either," Sun Wenqu smiled, "I told the flower seller to bring me some little things that won't lose their leaves in winter, and he gave me these."

"...Oh," Fang Chi also smiled, "It's quite beautiful, I wonder if there will be flowers in spring."

"I'll look after it for you then, and when it blooms, I'll take a photo and send it to you," Sun Wenqu said.

"Okay." Fang Chi nodded.

It suddenly occurred to him that he should have already started school for a long time when the spring blossoms, and he will not see Sun Wenqu for a long time. When we meet again, he will probably finish the college entrance examination.

I don't know what I can do in the exam.

School?

specialized?

"You..." Fang Chi turned his head and looked at him, "Why... No, just, didn't go to college, why? Did you not take the exam or didn't take the exam?"

Sun Wenqu closed his eyes and laughed: "Are you curious about the baby, always ask."

"I'm 14 years old, it's normal to be curious," Fang Chi said.

"I didn't take the exam," Sun Wenqu said calmly, "I went for a walk around to experience the atmosphere of the exam room."

Fang Chi frowned: "For..."

"Why?" Sun Wenqu opened his eyes, "Because I have the final say on where to go and what to study, so I just didn't take the exam."

"Oh." Fang Chi responded, and did not continue to ask. From Sun Wenqu's usual attitude and recent events, he already felt that Sun Wenqu seemed to have a bad relationship with his family.

"A lot of people will come from your house tomorrow?" After a moment of silence, Sun Wenqu raised his arms and stretched.

"Well, my aunt is coming back this year too," Fang Chi nodded, "There are three people in her family, and this year will probably be the only ones."

"There are so many people." Sun Wenqu said.

"Your family has few people during the New Year?" Fang Chi asked. In terms of the number of people, his family is considered to be the smallest in the village. Dad only has three brothers and sisters, and other families have five or six. If there are two parents in the village , there will be more people.

"My father, my mother, my two sisters and my husband, that's all." Sun Wenqu said while wagging his fingers.

"No old man or uncle?" Fang Chi grabbed Mr. Huang from him. Mr. Huang looked very well-behaved today, and he didn't think he would scratch anyone.

"There are no old people, my father has only three generations." Sun Wenqu yawned and stood up, "Do you need to check your household registration?"

"Let's check each other, no one will suffer," Fang Chi smiled, and before the smile spread, Mr. Huang slapped him on the mouth, and he threw Mr. Huang on the bed, "Go wandering, you bitch! "

Sun Wenqu smiled gleefully at the side: "The cat will give me away."

"You have a good idea." Fang Chi said without thinking.

When dinner was about to start, Fang Chi went downstairs to help set up the table. He saw the kid running from the yard into the kitchen quickly, and when he looked up again, it was Fang Hui who was back.

Press down on the meal time, and you can't delay the meal if you run away after being beaten.

"Won't your friend come down to eat?" Mom patted the wall dust on Fang Chi's arm.

"Well, I'll take it up for him," Fang Chi said, "don't worry about him."

"It's not very good, we eat together as a family, and we don't call others?" Mom looked upstairs.

"He..." Fang Chi didn't know what to say, "He's an artist and has more personality, that's all."

"Oh, you're an artist?" Mom looked stunned, "It's hard to tell if you don't have long, greasy hair."

"That's right," Fang Chi smiled, "Anyway, he's renting a house here during this period of time, and he's a tenant of our family, so don't keep saying hello, just let him go."

"Well, okay." Mom nodded.

Fang Chi didn't know how Sun Wenqu would react if he heard him sum it up like this, but although he could understand why Sun Wenqu liked to stay in the house alone, besides he had things to do, he also had mood reasons, but Others may not be able to understand.

During Chinese New Year, a person goes to the countryside to rent a house to live in, and the most common thing to do is to go for a jog in the morning. Recently, I can’t run and I’m not good enough. If such a person doesn’t use an artist to explain it, he can’t be compared with ordinary people. explained.

Grandpa cooked a lot of dishes today, all of which are his specialties. The kid was squatting in the corner of the kitchen, his saliva was already five centimeters thick.

"Give this to the canal." Grandma brought Fang Chi a tray with four or five bowls full of vegetables.

"So much?" Fang Chi was stunned for a moment. As for Sun Wenqu's small stomach, it would be nice to be able to eat a bowl.

"If you can't finish eating, you'll have leftovers during the Chinese New Year." Grandma was very comfortable with Sun Wenqu not going downstairs to eat. "Besides, I have to be worthy of other people's food expenses."

Fang Chi took the tray and wanted to go upstairs to the living room. He hesitated for a while and went out to the backyard. He didn't want Fang Hui to see it. In case Fang Hui owed him again, he was afraid that he would put the plate of food on Fang Hui's face. .

"Where's my chocolate?" Sun Wenqu took the tray and asked.

"Eat first," Fang Chi sighed, "What's wrong with you, are you so addicted?"

"It's not addictive..." Sun Wenqu thought for a while, "Forget it, I won't drink chocolate today, if I continue to drink, I will gain weight."

"You know that too," Fang Chi smiled, "I only drink it once in a while, and you'll be eating it."

"There must be a little too much food today," Sun Wenqu put the tray on the table, bent down to smell it, "but it's really delicious."

"My grandma said that during the Chinese New Year, you have to have leftovers when you eat vegetables," Fang Chi said, "If you can't finish eating, you can leave it. The boy just hopes that he can't eat all of it."

"Yes, it hurt its self-esteem today, I'll bring it food later." Sun Wenqu said.

Fang Chi closed the door and went downstairs. The dishes in the living room downstairs were all set out, and his father and second uncle were outside the yard preparing to light firecrackers.

"Let me have some!" He took out a lighter from his pocket and ran out of the yard. He loved doing this since he was a child, "I'll do it."

"You come, you come." The second uncle said with a smile.

"Your grandfather urged you to smoke again." Dad sighed when he saw the lighter in his hand, "Don't you say quit?"

"Basically... quit," Fang Chi was a little embarrassed, "This is a souvenir."

"One dollar can be picked up on the ground, and it is also a souvenir." Dad said.

"Hey," Fang Chi squatted in front of the firecrackers, "I'm going to order, lean back."

The sound of firecrackers from downstairs startled Sun Wenqu, and Mr. Huang rushed from the table to his arms with a yelp. He put down his chopsticks, pressed his fingers on Mr. Huang's ear and walked to the window, just in time to see Fang Chi jumped in from outside the yard.

Fang Chi is cool when he's not smiling, but he's a bit silly when he smiles, but he's still handsome, and he has a dimple that adds a lot of points, so Sun Wenqu is quite happy to see him smile.

The hanging whip was quite long, crackling and exploding, and the smoke from the fire quickly drifted into the yard. Fang Chi suddenly raised his head in the smoke and looked at his window with a smile.

Sun Wenqu put his finger on the glass and made a V.

After the firecrackers were set off, Fang Chi and his family returned to the living room and started eating.

Sun Wenqu also sat down and hugged Mr. Huang and began to look at the pictures he had drawn while eating.

Fang Chi's father and his second uncle both had loud voices, and their cheerful and excited chatting and laughter could be heard upstairs.

This kind of lively family reunion scene is very strange to Sun Wenqu. He finds it interesting, but the situation that he thought such a scene would remind him of his family did not happen.

He felt that he was experiencing, experiencing Fang Chi's life, a very interesting child and his lively family.

Fang Chi eats very quickly, especially when he is not talking.

In this kind of situation where the whole family is chatting, he usually can't get in the way. When someone asks him something, he only answers. In the rest of the time, he just concentrates on eating, and then goes to the side to tease the kid after eating.

Fang Hui has a lot to say, he has good grades, much better than Fang Chi, so he usually gives pointers and comments on current affairs during meals.

Fang Chi is very moved every time he hears his speech. A young man, who has devoted himself to strengthening the country and enriching the people, vomited up his blood... The country and the people don't know it yet.

After teasing the boy for a while, Fang Chi stood up and prepared to go upstairs.

"Don't eat any more?" Grandma stopped him.

"I'm full," Fang Chi rubbed his stomach, "I'll read a book for a while."

"Oh yes, Xiaochi is going to take the college entrance examination next year." Second Aunt said, "You have to read the book quickly, go upstairs, and close the door so as not to disturb you."

"It's okay." Fang Chi smiled.

"Are you looking at the efficiency for yourself, or are you consoling yourself?" Fang Hui's speech was interrupted, but the passion was still there. "You are inefficient like this. Why don't you wait for the start of school to make up lessons."

Fang Chi took two steps up the stairs and turned around. Fang Hui's words were not harsh, but they just made him feel uncomfortable.

"I have a private tutor." He glanced at Fang Hui, turned around and went upstairs.

After entering the room, he closed the door and sat down at the desk in a state of distress.

Inefficient?Why is it inefficient?

How efficient, just take out the book and memorize it, take out the paper and do it.

After pulling out a set of math simulation questions, he got down and started writing.

After writing a few strokes, I took out the earphones from my bag and put them on my head. I found the special list for doing questions and clicked play.

There is pure music here, which is more soothing. Fang Chi will listen to it every time he feels a little noisy around him and can't concentrate.

After writing half a paper, he got stuck, and he didn't understand what was going on after half a page on the draft paper.

He frowned, what the hell is this.

When he was thinking hard, a hand suddenly stretched out beside his head, and his fingers tapped on his draft.

"Ah!" Fang Chi roared, although he had already recognized it was Sun Wenqu's hand when he jumped up in shock, he still roared out.

"Oh my mother," Sun Wenqu was so frightened that he hid to the side, "This explosive power, you can pass the music school."

"How did you get in here?" Fang Chi pulled off the earphones and stared at him, "My intestines are so frightening that you curl up!"

"You didn't lock the door." Sun Wenqu supported the table and couldn't stop laughing, "Is it a roll? Do you want Dad to rub your intestines for you?"

"No," Fang Chi also smiled, and sat back on the chair, "Are you finished eating? Why did you come here?"

"I finished eating early, I took down the dishes and washed them." Sun Wenqu took the stool and sat down beside the table.

"Why?" Fang Chi looked at him.

"Lecture topic, am I not your private teacher?" Sun Wenqu pointed to his draft, "You are still very persistent because you made a mistake at the beginning, but you made a mistake and counted down for 10 minutes. I was so moved that I couldn't help but cry." Coming down soon."

Fang Chi smiled embarrassedly, rubbed his nose: "Did you hear that?"

"What did you hear, private teacher?" Sun Wenqu said, "Yes, I can't hear you standing on the stairs and talking so loudly."

"...Then tell me the lecture questions," Fang Chi handed him a pen, "I just happen to have two questions ahead of me that I'm not sure about."

Usually, Fang Chi felt that the lecture took a long time. Today, he felt that he was interrupted after he did not speak a few questions.

Mom walked into his room.

"What's wrong?" Fang Chi looked back at her.

"What about the review?" Mom was a little surprised, "What about the canal?"

"Well," Fang Chi nodded, and smiled after thinking about it, "Why are you called a canal?"

"Isn't it called a canal?" Mom said, "Your grandma said it was called a canal."

"Ask the canal, Sun asked the canal," Fang Chi wrote quickly on the paper, and then handed the paper to his mother, "Ask the canal, how can it be so clear, because there is a source of flowing water."

"Ask him," my mother smiled, "Your grandma is really screaming."

"It's okay," Sun Wenqu smiled and stood up, "If Auntie has something to do, I'll go there first."

"I'm fine," said Mom, "it's just..."

"Understood, Fang Hui is going to sleep, right?" Fang Chi said angrily.

"They are tired from the car ride all day today. Let him sleep. It shouldn't affect your reading if he sleeps?" Mom said.

"It doesn't affect my reading, it affects my mood," Fang Chi stood up, and packed all the books on the table into his schoolbag, "Have you guys gone back yet?"

"It will probably take half an hour. Fang Yun and his wife went to rest at their house, and your father and second uncle and aunt are still chatting." Mom said.

"Then I..." Fang Chi glanced at Sun Wenqu.

Sun Wenqu smiled: "Come to my room."

The topic was almost finished, and after talking in Sun Wenqu's room for more than half an hour, Fang Chi heard the second uncle and aunt downstairs telling his grandparents that he was going back to rest.

"I have to go back to my house soon." Fang Chi said.

"Well, let me tell you tomorrow if there is anything else I don't understand." Sun Wenqu yawned.

"It's delayed your business." Fang Chi sat still.

"I'm not serious anyway," Sun Wenqu smiled, "It's a private teacher, I drank so much chocolate anyway."

Fang Chi slowly started to pack his things: "To be honest, I'm not used to being alone with my parents, and I feel embarrassed."

"We're not together, are we?" Sun asked Qu.

"Well, basically never lived together," Fang Chi sighed, "Fang Hui is so annoying."

"Come here early tomorrow," Sun Wenqu said, "Go for a run."

"You? Running?" Fang Chi bent down and touched his ankle, but it wasn't swollen, and it felt normal, "I can't run now."

"Let's go for a walk, I won't be able to sleep anyway." Sun Wenqu took Mr. Huang and rubbed it on his face.

"Okay," Fang Chi stood up, throwing his schoolbag over his shoulder, "shall I come and call you?"

"Yeah." Sun Wenqu also stood up and moved his arms, holding Mr. Huang as a dumbbell in his hand.

"Then I'm leaving." Fang Chi took two steps towards the door and stopped.

"What?" Sun asked, looking at him.

"I won't cook chocolate that night," Fang Chi said.

"Well, control your weight." Sun Wenqu continued to hold Mr. Huang.

"Then..." Fang Chi walked slowly towards the door.

"Hey, if you don't want to leave, just sleep here." Sun Wenqu smiled.

"Good night." Fang Chi clicked his tongue and walked out, closing the door behind him.