Grandpa is here!

After hugging for a while, Jiang Baifan began to feel uncomfortable.

Pei Min hugged him too tightly, and his warm breath brushed over his earlobes and the back of his neck, like a cat's tail sweeping, numb and itchy.

His high body temperature also spread through the thin home clothes, making Jiang Baifan's face flushed, and he began to feel that his heartbeat was accelerating to an uncontrollable level.

Jiang Baifan blushed, and whispered, "Can you let go? I'm... a little hot."

Pei Min seemed to chuckle lightly and let him go slowly.

Jiang Baifan rubbed his hot face, turned to look at Pei Min, and found that the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and the water in his dark pupils was flowing, with a faint smile, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Jiang Baifan was a little happy for no reason, as if he was influenced by Pei Min, a slight smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

He was about to say something when he accidentally saw Pei Min's injured palm.

The blood in the palm had dried up, and the dark red blood scabs were scattered all over the place, with bright red flesh faintly visible in the middle.

Jiang Baifan was taken aback, and subconsciously grabbed his hand and said, "Why hasn't your hand been medicated yet?"

Pei Min said indifferently, "It's okay."

"No, the weather is wet and cold, your hands don't have medicine, it's hard to heal quickly, life will be very inconvenient."

As Jiang Baifan said, he skillfully went to the living room to find the medicine box, took out a cotton swab and ointment, glared at him and said, "Hold out your hand."

Pei Min laughed: "No, it's not too serious."

"Hurry up, if you don't obey me, I will..."

Pei Minrao said with interest: "Just what?"

"Just..." Jiang Baifan thought for a while, he seemed to have nothing to threaten him, hesitated for a while, his eyes lit up, and said fiercely: "If you don't obey, I will kill the flowers you planted."

Pei Min replanted the seeds that he bought last time, sprinkled water and fertilized them according to Jiang Baifan's method, and now tender green shoots have sprouted.

When Jiang Baifan left a few days ago, he took both pots of flowers with him.

Pei Min was taken aback for a moment, and it took him a long time to come to his senses. He raised his eyebrows and said, "That flower is yours. Wouldn't it be inappropriate to threaten me with this?"

Jiang Baifan stared at him, and quibbled: "Although the flower is mine, you planted it yourself, and you are its first gardener! If I kill you, will you feel bad?"

"Yes." Pei Min was a little funny, but still held back a smile and nodded seriously, then stretched out his injured hand and spread it on the small table in front of Jiang Baifan, as if letting him torment Jiang Baifan to his wound After a brief rinse, he took a cotton swab dipped in the medicine and applied it to his wound. The medicine touched the blood around the wound, and dense dark red bubbles rose up.

Jiang Baifan frowned, and his hands became lighter and lighter.

His appearance was too serious, Pei Min stared at him with downcast eyes, not willing to look away.

Jiang Baifan didn't find anything abnormal, and while washing the wound, he asked, "Does it hurt?"

Pei Mingang was about to shake his head, but after thinking about it, he nodded again, and said in a low tone, "It hurts."

"Then... I'll blow it for you, and it won't hurt anymore."

Jiang Baifan lowered his head, leaned over and blew gently on the wound.

The warm breath scratched the wound like a feather, light and soft, so comfortable that Pei Min couldn't help curling his fingers.

Jiang Baifan asked sideways: "Does it hurt?"

His eyes flickered, and he said with an unclear expression: "It still hurts."

"It still hurts?" Jiang Baifan was taken aback, hesitantly said: "Then...shall I show you again?"

Pei Min nodded, and said in a very obedient manner: "Okay."

It took half an hour to take a simple medicine.

After the medicine was finished, Pei Min was unwilling to bandage again.Jiang Baifan had no choice but to order: "In the past few days, it's best not to hold heavy objects in your hands, don't touch water, don't touch messy things, and take care of yourself."

Pei Min raised his palm and looked at it for a while, then slowly said: "I live alone, and there will always be places where I need to use my hands, such as washing something, how can I not touch the water?"

"I'll wash it for you."

"In case we want to have dinner or something..."

"I'll make you dinner, or go to my place to eat."

"How about some fruit once in a while?"

"I can cut it for you."

Pei Min looked down at him, with a smile that he couldn't hide, but he pretended to be embarrassed and said, "Will it be troublesome to keep looking for you?"

"No trouble." Jiang Baifan didn't know these twists and turns, and said directly: "If you have anything, you can come to me."

"Well."

So the next morning, Pei Min asked Jiang Baifan to have breakfast with peace of mind.At noon, he invited Jiang Baifan to eat Chinese food without any burden.

After returning home from school, he took two more apples and stood downstairs at Jiang Baifan's place in a smooth manner.

……

Jiang Baifan just came home, before taking off his coat, the phone rang, and he knew it belonged to Pei Min when he saw the number.

He put down his schoolbag, pressed the speakerphone and said, "What's the matter?"

"I..." Pei Min's voice on the phone was obviously a little embarrassed, and he said in a very low voice, "I want to eat an apple."

"I'll cut it for you, you wait."

Pei Min: "I'm downstairs from you."

"Ah?" Jiang Baifan walked to the window, opened the curtain and saw that there was a person standing under the street lamp, waiting for him with two apples in his hand.

"Then I'll come down right away."

Jiang Baifan hung up the phone, and just as he was about to go downstairs, Jiang Min stopped him.

"Master, why are you going?"

Jiang Baifan said truthfully: "Pei Min wants to eat an apple. His hands are not convenient. I'll go downstairs and peel it for him."

Jiang Min lifted the curtain and looked down, seeing the frown of the person waiting below. Is there something wrong with this guy?

Watching over his young master for three meals a day, even after school, there might be something wrong with this guy, I have to follow along, and I can't let my young master be cheated by him.

Jiang Min closed the curtains, and followed immediately.

Jiang Baifan took Pei Min to the pavilion in the community, washed his hands with tap water, washed the apples again, and then slowly peeled them with a fruit knife.

Pei Min was sitting next to him, holding his face with his hands, looking at Jiang Baifan for a while, and then at the apple, making people think that he really wanted to eat apples.

Seeing that Jiang Baifan was peeling apples very seriously and had no time to pay attention to him, Pei Min simply stopped pretending and stared straight at his side face without blinking his eyes.

Not far away, Jiang Min quickly walked over and squeezed his ass between Jiang Baifan and Pei Min.

He also deliberately yelled at Pei Min: "Why are you sitting so close? You squeeze me, get out of the way."

He twisted his butt/his side to side vigorously, pushing Pei Min far away, then leaned in front of Jiang Baifan, and said shyly, "Master, are you peeling apples? I want to eat too."

Pei Min glanced at him, his eyes were a little cold, he approached Jiang Baifan from the other side unobtrusively, and said slowly: "This is for me, my hand hurts."

"Cut!" Jiang Min sneered, also raised his injured hand, pretending to be pitiful and said: "Oh! My hand hurts too, it hurts too badly, it hurts so fucking badly."

Pei Min said displeased: "If you want to eat, buy it yourself, it's mine."

Jiang Min was stubborn: "I want to eat this from my young master's hand."

The two glanced at each other, and immediately understood each other's intentions. In an instant, the tip of the needle was facing the wheat light, and neither would let the other.

Pei Min: "The apple is mine."

Jiang Min: "It's my young master who peels the apples."

Pei Min: "The fruit knife is mine too."

Jiang Min: "The one holding the fruit knife is my young master!"

"..."

Seeing that the two of them were arguing vigorously about this matter, Jiang Baifan was a little speechless. The content of this quarrel was like a primary school chicken fighting for an eraser, you won't let me, I won't let you.

He put down the fruit knife, turned his head and asked Pei Min: "May I ask how old you are this year?"

Pei Min blinked and said honestly, "Seventeen!"

"Oh!" Jiang Baifan nodded, twitching/twitching the corners of his mouth in a half-smile and said, "Seventeen? I thought you were only three years old this year!"

Pei Min: "..."

His face darkened, and the smile froze on his face.

"Pfft ha ha ha...Three years old, Pei three years old, why are you eating apples, go home and drink milk!" Jiang Min laughed out loud, with some complacency in his eyes.

Hearing his arrogant laughter, Jiang Baifan looked at him again, and said slowly: "Don't laugh, you are not much older than him, at most three and a half years old, no more."

Jiang Min: "..."

Jiang Baifan: "Arguing like this over an apple, do you dare to be more childish?"

The two Min pulled their faces together and didn't speak any more.

After going upstairs, Jiang Min kept jumping up and down around him.

"Master! Don't look at me and say nothing. In fact, my hand is injured more seriously than classmate Pei Min. Look at it, it hurts!"

"Then..." Jiang Baifan glanced at his wound that was about to scab, raised his eyebrows and said, "I'll mend it for you tomorrow?"

"Row!"

Pei Min moved faster, and directly bought a pig's foot to send over.

Jiang Baifan stewed a big pot, put it in an insulated box and took it to school, took out the pig's feet at lunch, and then what happened yesterday happened again.

"This is specially stewed for me."

"My hand was hurt too."

"I bought the pig's feet."

"It's my young master who stewed the pig's feet!"

"The thermal box is mine!"

"It's my young master who carried the insulation box!"

"..."

The two naive ghosts argued again against the pig's feet.

Jiang Baifan was baffled, pig's feet are so delicious?Is there any need to fight?

The next day, he simply bought another pig's trotter, stewed it and went to school.

Sure enough, the two started arguing again, Jiang Baifan was used to it, and stood on the sidelines, smiling and not speaking.

On the third day, the pig's feet were served quietly, and on the fourth day...

On the fifth day, the two of them looked at the pot of pig's feet with disheveled faces. Anyone who eats a few pig's feet will die!

The people who were desperately trying to run on the pig's feet in the past few meals began to give way today.

Jiang Min showed a friendly smile, reached out and pushed the insulated box towards Pei Min: "Student Pei, your hand is hurt, eat more."

With a stiff face, Pei Min pushed the insulated box back: "You are injured more seriously, so you should take more supplements."

Only Jiang Baifan was smiling: "Don't be humble! Eat all, eat more! Eat big pieces, don't be afraid of not enough, there are still in the insulated box, come, come, eat!"

Jiang Min: "..."

Pei Min: "..."

The two looked at each other, seeing despair in each other's eyes.

I can't eat the pig's feet!I'm going to throw up after eating again.

It took a long time for Jiang Min to put on a pale face, and tentatively asked, "Master! Don't stew the pig's feet, why don't you change it to something else tomorrow? Pork heart, liver and lungs are really not good, even pig tails!"

Pei Min echoed in a rare way: "Student Jiang is right."

Jiang Baifan raised his eyebrows, and shook his head in a shameless way: "No way! If you hurt your hand, you have to eat pig's feet to make up your body!"

Pei Min smiled wryly, and said frankly: "Actually, my hands are already healed, so I don't need to make up my shape."

Seeing that Pei Min admitted, Jiang Min hurriedly said, "My hand is also healed."

Jiang Baifan: "Okay?"

"All right!"

The two nodded quickly. They looked cute and cute, but they had different thoughts.

Jiang Min: Pei Min's hand is healed, let's see if he has any excuses to pester my young master for three meals a day.

Pei Min: The current situation is not suitable for him to know his thoughts, but now that his hand is healed, what reason should he find in the future so that he can see him all the time? !