Dressed as the queen of the sea, I became popular through sand sculptures

Josh didn't get used to him this time, "I'll go see what breakfast is there first, hurry up."

Fu Xihe: "..."

What else did Fu Xihe want to say, but Josh didn't give him this chance, and only left him with an indifferent back of his head.

"..." Fu Xihe rubbed his eyebrows, got up and got dressed.

When Josh went downstairs, he heard the sound of chatting from the door.

Shen Xin put on a bloated down jacket, and sat on the recliner by the door to bask in the sun.

Sitting around her were people from nearby villages, as well as the chef of the farmhouse.

Shen Xin chatted with them about the daily life, feeling very relaxed.

She saw Josh beckoning, "Jojo, there is breakfast in the pot. Is that little bastard awake?"

Josh walked over and couldn't help laughing when he heard the little bastard: "Wake up, Brother Xu has a cold, is there any medicine?"

Shen Xin: "Medicine, he won't take medicine, you just let him go."

Josh: "..."

No, no, are you so big-hearted?

Shen Xin said cheerfully: "When he was young, he was sick and his throat was so thin that he couldn't swallow the pills. I crushed the pills, mixed them in water and poured them down for him. Later, he refused to take medicine."

Josh twitched the corner of his mouth, "My mother did that too."

Shen Xin: "That's why Qiao Qiao is good. With his temper, he won't eat if he refuses to eat. It's just a cold. Don't worry. He's in good health. He'll be fine in two days."

Josh was still worried, and said in a low voice, "He...is not young anymore, can he take it well?"

Shen Xin opened her eyes wide and was stunned for a while, "That's right, he's getting old...that's impossible, Qiao Qiao, go and cook."

Josh's back felt cold, and he turned his head stiffly.

Fu Xihe came behind him at some point, and pursed his lips with a half-smile, "Are you old?"

Josh said guiltily, "Brother Xu, sit down first, I'll get breakfast."

The stove in the kitchen is a kind unique to rural areas. It is a large iron pot with firewood under it. In winter, you can sit there to keep warm while adding firewood.

Inside the pot is homemade rice cake, which is smaller than the palm of your hand. The outer skin is QQ and glutinous, and the inside is filled with fried pickles, shredded pork, shredded bamboo shoots and other vegetables, which are cooked with rice.

Josh took two bowls, made three from each bowl, and scooped up some rice.

Covering the pot, when Josh was about to take it out, a shadow was cast on his head.

Josh's heart skipped a beat.

He turned his head, "Brother Xu..."

Fu Xihe said coolly: "Thank you, I still remember to deliver meals to the elderly man."

Josh: "..."

Fu Xihe is not a person who cares much about age.

What's more, he is 28 this year, and he doesn't feel that he is very old, but he realized at this time that Josh is only in his early twenties.

Josh said for mercy: "I was wrong brother, you are very young, really young, and you look good."

Fu Xihe: "Satire me?"

Josh: "No way, look at my sincere eyes."

Fu Xihe looked into his eyes, Josh's eyes were full of sincerity and seriousness...and a very obvious smile, "..."

Josh: "..."

Fu Xihe took a step, and the gap between them became narrower.

Josh's body was on the stove, and he could no longer move forward.

He turned his head back, sweating a little behind his back, Josh stared at the two bowls that were still steaming, "Which bowl do you want?"

Fu Xihe didn't have a strong sense of oppression, but he had a strong sense of presence. If he was far away, Josh could tease him without any psychological burden, but once he got close, he felt a little embarrassed.

Fu Xihe looked at him obediently lowering his head, and the scene of him huddled in his arms last night appeared in his mind, as if burned by fire, he took two steps back.

The pressure behind him disappeared, and Josh breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to ask again, but Fu Xihe walked around him and picked up the two bowls, "You take the chopsticks."

When they went back, a small table was set up in the yard and a small bench was brought for them.

Shen Xin had already asked the villagers to borrow cold medicine, "Why did it take so long to make a meal?"

Josh: "Brother Xu is picking the most beautiful rice cakes, so I was delayed."

Fu Xihe: "?"

You just open your mouth?

Shen Xin believed it, and said speechlessly: "Are you in a beauty pageant? Have breakfast and choose Sangong Sixth Court?"

Fu Xihe looked at Josh helplessly.

Josh pursed his lips and smiled, and sat down first.

Fu Xihe hesitated for a moment, then sat down.

He hasn't sat on the bench for many years, and he feels uncomfortable when he sits down.

Seeing him sitting on the bench, holding a bowl, and frowning slightly, Josh couldn't help laughing.

Just, kind of like a kid.

Fu Xihe was helplessly laughed by him: "What are you laughing at?"

Josh gave him chopsticks: "Laugh, you look good."

Fu Xihe: "..."

People here are very curious about them and ask many questions in a hurry.

Fu Xihe didn't talk much, Josh answered every question, and soon the artillery fire turned on him.

"Jiangcheng University, this school is good, do you have a girlfriend?"

"not yet."

"Is there anyone you like?"

"I..." Josh hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Shen Xin was surprised and said, "Is there someone you like?"

Josh hurriedly said, "No."

Shen Xin smiled and said: "Don't be embarrassed, it's normal to fall in love in college, but can you fall in love?"

Josh: "Really not. But I don't seem to have any influence, and Teacher He didn't say no."

"I'm done eating." Fu Xihe suddenly said, got up and went to the kitchen with the used bowls and chopsticks.

Josh looked at his expressionless side face and noticed that he seemed... unhappy.

Fu Xihe put down the bowl and chopsticks and let out a "tsk".

There is someone you like, and you want a deposit from him?

A strange emotion spread in his heart, a little irritated and a little bit wronged.

Before Fu Xihe had time to investigate carefully, someone poked his waist cautiously.

Josh worried: "Are you uncomfortable?"

Fu Xihe turned his eyes away: "It's nothing."

Josh: "Is there anything I said to upset you?"

Fu Xihe was silent for a moment, and said, "Your career has just started, so you shouldn't be distracted by dating."

Josh froze for a moment, "Oh..."

Fu Xihe said coldly: "Although the company has not clearly stipulated that artists are not allowed to fall in love, you are the only newcomer to Yinba. Your qualifications are still young and you have not been able to gain a firm foothold in the music world. What will I think of you?"

Josh: "... Playing with things and losing one's mind?"

Fu Xihe said coldly: "Yes, so, you know what to do."

Josh looked at his cold eyebrows and curled his lips invisibly.

Almost forgot, Fu Xihe is also his leader?

This person has not shown up in the company for a long time, and Josh sometimes forgets that he still holds the position of deputy director.

Josh was a little frustrated.

Fu Xihe seemed to be disgusted with his dating.

Fu Xihe saw that he was silent, "You don't want to?"

Josh came back to his senses, "Oh, no problem, I will put my career first."

Fu Xihe nodded: "Okay."

Josh put the bowl in the sink.

The round porcelain bowl slowly sank to the bottom in the water, bringing with it the depression in Josh's heart.

Josh exhaled, suddenly enlightened.

He naturally knew that he treated Fu Xihe differently.

Whether it's Gu Yi, them or Liang Jiayan, Josh has never been so awkward.

He will be happy when he sees him, he will want to tease him, his heartbeat will speed up when he is close to him, he will feel embarrassed, and he will feel aggrieved and unhappy when he hears such sarcastic remarks from him that make him stop thinking about dating.

It turned out to be the case.

Josh knew that he liked him.

However, he doesn't like himself.

But it doesn't matter, it's still a long time, at least he doesn't hate himself.

Josh looked at the blurred reflection in the water, his brows and eyes stretched.

He stretched out his hand to poke the surface of the water, causing little ripples to spread out.

Fu Xihe waited at the door of the kitchen for a while, but he still didn't see Josh come out.

He couldn't help thinking, what was said just now was serious?

Fu Xihe recalled the conversation just now.

It's just this level, I can't bear it, how will I face the audience's comments in the future?

Just come to a bar and be too angry to become a balloon and fly into space?

Mental endurance needs to be exercised by oneself.

Josh washed the dishes they ate before coming out.

As soon as he went out, he saw Fu Xihe who was still standing at the door, and asked in surprise, "Are you still there?"

Fu Xihe: "I can't be here?"

Josh smiled and said, "I thought you were gone."

They walked out together, Fu Xihe glanced at his profile, "What I just said..."

Josh said, "I think it makes sense."

Fu Xihe: "..."

Josh: "You're right. I shouldn't think about the love of my children now. If I have a lover, I can't protect him."

Fu Xihe choked on a breath of cool wind.

Not just now, but now?

Josh said sincerely, "Thank you for your reminder, Brother Xu."

Brother Xu didn't want to talk, so he snorted angrily, shook off him and left.

They didn't return until the afternoon.

Josh was digging sweet potatoes in the field to play.

Fu Xihe was resting in the room.

It was also Shen Xin's first time digging sweet potatoes, and she had a great time digging with the chef.

She laughed and said, "Hey, it makes me want to plant a vegetable garden too."

Josh was stunned: "Isn't this yours?"

Shen Xin slapped herself in the heart and said: "This is what I have before, I want to start from scratch."

Josh suddenly realized.

After digging the sweet potatoes, they built a stove in the yard to roast the sweet potatoes.

Shen Xin said: "It's not convenient for you to bring vegetables to school. You can bring them home after they've been baked, but the taste will be worse after they've been cooled."

Josh: "It's okay, my classmate doesn't pick and choose, he will eat whatever he has."

Shen Xin said with emotion: "That's great. My son is a picky person. He doesn't eat spicy ones, sweet ones, sour ones, or slightly salty ones. I think he's suitable for drinking dew, and becoming an immortal is better." , the world is not suitable for him."

Josh blinked and smiled, "Really? Don't eat sweets? What about milk tea?"

Shen Xin: "He doesn't drink this, he always says that children like it."

Josh smiled even more.

I'm ashamed to say kid, isn't he still superficially disgusted with drinking happily?

Shen Xin suddenly said, "Thank you, Qiao Qiao."

Josh froze, "What's wrong?"

Shen Xin shook her head: "He has been studying faster than others since he was a child, his classmates are all older than him, he can't hang out with him, and he doesn't have many friends when he grows up. You don't dislike his dog temper, I also want to thank you."

Josh laughed: "He's fine, really fine, I'm lucky."

Seeing that he was speaking sincerely, Shen Xin couldn't help but say what was in her heart: "Hey, I really want to take you in as my godson."

Josh's smile froze: "This... Thank you, sister Shen, I think this is pretty good."

What a goddamn son.

Even if he is a godson, if he wants to call Shen Xin godmother, then Fu Xihe will become his brother, how can he pursue him?

Fu Xihe had no interest in him in the first place, so when the time comes, he will directly treat him as his younger brother.

Where did he cry?

Shen Xin wondered, how could one or two be so reluctant?

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