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The family of three is used to living a life, suddenly there is an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks, and the dining table is still cramped.

Qiu Shengshi sat in the old seat, the sunken sofa.

The old posture, falling backwards, holding the remote control in the right hand and setting the coffee table with the left foot, watching TV intently.

After pulling out the key, Qiu Yu took the hot soup pot from Qiu Xi's trembling hand before she could put her schoolbag in time, and brought it to the dining table.

The bowls and chopsticks that have been placed have a new look, and the yellowed ones that are chipped are all hidden in the cupboard.

"Mom's rice?" Qiu Yu asked.

Qiu Xi nodded: "God, my brother."

Qiu Yu went back to put away her bag and change her shoes, and asked, "Why didn't you come back with Uncle Yuan last month?"

Qiu Shengshi didn't hear it, so Qiu Yu blocked the TV and repeated the words.

"Oh——" Qiu Shengshi seemed to wake up from a doze, "Oh, something happened in the factory."

"Eat and eat."

Xu Yiqing brought four plates of hot pot ingredients at a time, and rushed out of the kitchen in a hurry.

Qiu Yu didn't have the temperament to ask questions to the bottom of the casserole, and if Xu Yiqing didn't care, he wouldn't ask too much.

Qiu Shengshi got up slowly, looking for slippers blindly with both feet: "It's a little less time, it looks so hanging."

Qiu Xi pursed her lips, and glanced half-truthfully at the father: "You said everything, why don't you come and serve it."

Qiu Shengshi let out a "huh", turned around and looked for a feather duster, pretending to hit her, and Qiu Xi laughed and jumped behind Qiu Yu to make faces.

Qiu Yu pulled her aside: "Don't hinder me from eating."

"Hey, my brother—" Qiu Xi slumped on the chair, bent her back, and let out a long sigh.

Qiu Yu was about to annoy her, so she confiscated the bowl in front of her: "I don't think you're hungry yet."

Seeing this, Qiu Xi quickly returned to normal, and sat upright to grab the meal: "Okay, okay, wrong brother."

"Brother, let's discuss something with you."

Qiu Xi said seriously, "We start school next Monday, you take me around the whole school."

Qiu Yu: "Turn it yourself, and I will live too."

Qiu Xi: "Great, then I'll go find Brother Yuan Mu!"

Qiu Yu: "Don't bother him."

Qiu Xi: "You are annoying."

Qiu Shengshi listened and asked, "Mei Xi, your admission result is an experiment?"

"One Middle School."

"Then I remember that my brother's school is an experiment."

Qiu Shengshi said cautiously, "That's right?"

Qiu Xi: "My brother has been transferred to No. [-] Middle School for more than a week.

Speechless, tell you to call home more often! "

Qiu Shengshi nodded: "Not bad, not bad, how do you feel? Are teachers and classmates easy to get along with?"

"good."

"Then you have to hurry up and study."

Hearing this, Xu Yiqing who had been silent all this time moved, and hit Qiu Shengshi's chopsticks in dissatisfaction: "Tsk."

"What's the matter, saying this sentence will offend you?" Qiu Shengshi complained.

Now Xu Yiqing seems to be well versed in the way to get along with his son: talk less about his studies, less interfere with his life, no matter how intensified the conflict is, and there will be a period of rebellion again, no one can do anything about it.

"I was right."

Qiu Shengshi asked, "The college entrance examination will be in two years or one year, right?"

Qiu Yu: "Next year."

Qiu Yu looked at Qiu Xi, he understood her dumbfounded.

As a close relative, Dad doesn't even know what high school his son is in, like an absurd comedy.

But it's reasonable, seeing him once a month, he might not be as familiar as A, B, C, D, who come to the vegetable market every day.

Xu Yiqing changed the subject: "Tomorrow weekend, let's pick out some winter clothes for you and brother."

"it is good!"

Qiu Yu said, "I have something to do tomorrow."

Qiu Xi: "What?"

"Dinner, classmates, in a group."

Xu Yiqing was interested: "Will Yuan Mu go?"

"Also."

Qiu Shengshi was curious: "Are you still classmates with that young man from the Yuan family?"

Now Qiu Xi doesn't like what he said: "He has a name, Yuan Mu."

Xu Yiqing: "Okay, let's go."

She unconsciously explained, "Get along well, you have to find his class to transfer in, I also agree, the two of you are together and take care of each other—"

Qiu Shengshi: "Are there any girls?"

His chopsticks were hit again.

Qiu Yu: "Yes, all of them."

Looking at Xu Yiqing from the corner of his eye, he felt restless for no reason.

Seeing her walking on thin ice and trembling now, Qiu Yu felt another kind of impatience.

Both modes of mom are extreme, not like mom.

He didn't reveal it, and he also asked himself, what should you do to be satisfied.

The next day, I didn't see Yuan Mu until dinner was approaching. He was downstairs with his bicycle on one leg, looking sleepy.

"Why, don't you want to go?" Qiu Yu asked.

Yuan Mu didn't think there was a need for a dinner party, but he followed Qiu Yu when he went.

The price is not too difficult to bear, just one less nap time.

He yawned and pedaled away first: "If possible."

Before the meal time, there is not much traffic in the barbecue shop.

Huang Chenyu was the most knowledgable, so he booked a small box.

In fact, it's a box, and it's not that high-end. It's just a simple compartment made of wooden boards vertically, with a door curtain drawn.

Yuan Mu and Qiu Yu came late, and when they lifted the curtain and entered, they had already ordered some dishes and grilled them with oil.

"Hey, what a coincidence, you two bumped into each other."

Wang Chengxing moved in, made two seats available and said, "Look at what dishes you want, and add more."

There was a layer of old oil stains on the plastic-wrapped menu, and Qiu Yu moved it to Yuan Mu's eyes by holding the curled corner.

Yuan Mu wanted to pick it up, but he avoided it: "Just look at it."

"Add some pork belly."

Yuan Mu said.

Qiu Yu: "It's gone?"

Yuan Mu: "It's gone."

He consciously twirled the menu and went to the front desk to ask the waiter to add an order. When he came back, he carried a case of beer and asked, "Will Huang Chenyu order wine?"

"what."

Huang Chen saw that the situation was not right, and pulled people into the water, "There is also Wang Chengxing."

"Nobody cares about you two when you're drunk."

"It's okay~" Wang Chengxing said in a strange voice, "I also brought the Three Kingdoms Killer, so we can play while roasting and eating!"

Qiu Yu sat down next to Yuan Mu.

Huang Chenyu scolded: "Your head is so stupid, you play cards in this place, it's almost like baking cards, you go to the street to play."

Yang Lanqing asked: "Mao Hanshui is—"

Huang Chenyu smiled gently: "I mean stupid."

Yuan Mu scalded the dishes with hot tea, wiped them with paper towels and gave them to Qiu Yu first.

Seeing that he was about to continue preparing for others, he was picked up by the person at hand: "How many pairs?"

Yuan Mu looked at Qiu Yu with empty hands: "...five."

Wang Chengxing did not give up: "Then what are you playing?"

Qiu Yu pushed the wet bowl to him: "Don't play anything, concentrate on eating."

Yang Lanqing suggested: "Truth or Dare, so that we can better understand each other."

If these words came from Wang Chengxing's mouth, Huang Chenyu would say that being played badly can make people grow up.

But because it was Yang Lanqing who said it, he nodded, it made sense.

Wang Chengxing excitedly disassembled his Three Kingdoms Killer and pulled out the character card.

Yu Xiuxi won Liu Bei in the first round, so he was in command.

He ordered Lu Bu first, and he was sincere in choosing the range.

Qiu Yu saw Yuan Mu's card nearby, and showed his own Zhao Yun to wink at Yu Xiuxi.

Yu Xiuxi said calmly, "Zhao Yun asked Lu Bu."

Qiu Yu drew out Yuan Mu's cards and threw them on the table together: "I'll ask him."

Several people were enthusiastic: "Ask!"

Yuan Mu watched the whole process of Qiu Yu's cheating, and he stared at him.

"You—" Qiu Yu asked, "Do you feel your double eyelids folded?"

Yang Lanqing asked for advice: "What is—"

Qiu Yu explained: "Double eyelids, when you open your eyes, does it feel like the eyelids are folded?"

What a broken problem.

Wang Chengxing: "If you ask yourself, don't you know?"

Qiu Yu was serious: "I want to know that he is different from me."

Huang Chenyu disrupted the situation: "First, eat meat and drink."

Wang Chengxing didn't give up: "Don't you guys just want to play!"

Qiu Yu admitted: "Indeed."

He cut off all possibility of making Wei Zhixuan's story happen again.

Huang Chenyu echoed: "It's kind of boring.

a little bit. "

Qiu Yu took advantage of everyone's hard work and whispered to Yuan Mu, "You're in a bad mood?"

Yuan Mu was surprised: "No."

"Then why are there so few words?"

Huang Chenyu heard this sentence: "You don't understand, classmate Yuan Mu has always been like this."

Wang Chengxing was alert: "What?"

"Qiu Yu said that Yuan Mu didn't talk much, and asked him if he was in a bad mood."

Wang Chengxing took it as something new, and continued to struggle with pork belly wrapped in lettuce, making a repeater: "Brother Yu thinks too much, student Yuan Mu has always been like this."

Qiu Yu didn't speak, but looked at Yuan Mu.

Has it been?

Are you short of words?

Did he appear in front of people in such an image?

Yuan Mu touched Qiu Yu's leg: "Let me go, I'm going to the bathroom."

Qiu Yu got up: "I'll go too."

They went together and stood in front of the urinal to untie their trousers.

Yuan Mu was almost finished, but he still didn't hear the sound of water coming out from the side. He put on his belt and laughed, "I still took it out without peeing."

Qiu Yu: "Wow, come on."

Seeing that he was willing to smile, Qiu Yu couldn't help pinching his chin.

Yuan Mu flashed to the sink: "Don't touch people's faces with the hands that touch birds."

Qiu Yu didn't chase after him, and walked slowly to turn on the faucet side by side with him, and whispered, "I didn't see you dislike it when you were in Han."

Yuan Mu turned to look at him.

"Ah—" Qiu Yu groaned as he clutched the side of his leg in pain.

Yuan Mu put down his bent knees, bent over and brushed off the wrinkled trousers.

Qiu Yu rubbed her thigh and asked, "Do you want to go first?"

"You don't want to stay anymore?" Yuan Mu asked again, "Can you?"

"Why not, go and eat the small noodles that money brought home."

After saying goodbye briefly, the two of them pushed the car and walked on the path home.

The street lights were dim and the night was vast, neither of them spoke.

Qiu Yu walked beside Yuan Mu, feeling that he was more like a tree.

Tall and straight, silent.

In the past, Yuan Mu always had endless words and fresh ideas.

Qiu Yu has long felt that happiness requires talent, and he thought Yuan Mu was exceptionally gifted in perceiving happiness.

Happiness is ability, and talent will indeed be wiped out.

Everyone has suffered some beatings to some extent, from the outside world and from the self.

How can anyone stand intact in this world?

So man is made of fragments glued together.

Some people have marks, so they are restrained and stable.

Some people have no trace, so they are extroverted and hilarious.

In some people, the adhesive will fail.

Qiu Yu felt a dull pain in her thigh, and thought it wasn't that bad, maybe she could find an exit.

"Yuan Mu."

He suddenly called his name, and there was an echo in Changxiang.

Yuan Mu was startled, and turned to wait for him: "What are you doing?"

Why not choose me as your glue.

Exclusive, perfect, dedicated, will not let you down.

"Don't go so fast, wait for me."

The author says:

Make up.