There is a price to be paid for cheating food and drinking

The old lady threw her chopsticks on the table and scolded Jiang Tinghong, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Tinghong was innocent and helpless: "What happened to me?"

The old lady was so angry that she couldn't breathe, gasping for breath, Qi Huan immediately stepped forward to help grandma when she saw this.

The old lady broke down and said: "After so many years of trouble, when will it be?" She pointed to Qi Yu, heartbroken: "He is your son, you were born ten months pregnant, why can't you get over it, do you think What you do is filial piety? The old man may scold you underground."

Qi Zhiping also felt that Jiang Tinghong was a bit too much, no matter how the old man was still there, he had to spend a good year first.Seeing that the old lady was angry, he couldn't help frowning, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you making fish?"

Seeing that everyone was questioning her, Jiang Tinghong slapped her on the table and shouted, "What am I doing? I've been busy in the kitchen all day, but no one came to help me. What's wrong with me making a fish? Whose family?" Don’t eat fish during Chinese New Year? If he doesn’t eat it, can’t you too?”

After speaking, she threw down her apron and turned to go upstairs.

Qi Zhiping sighed, seeing the old lady's complexion, he hurriedly said to Qi Huan: "Take grandma to rest first."

The old lady looked at Qi Yu, opened her mouth and finally said nothing.

After the two left, only Qi Zhiping and Qi Yu were left on the table.

Qi Yu was expressionless, he was like an audience, he seemed to have watched an episode of a family ethics drama just now, just like the one played every day on Feng Jiayang's TV.

Qi Zhiping looked at Qi Yu, sighed, then took out his wallet from his pocket, took out five one-hundred-yuan notes, and handed them to him, "This is your lucky money, go buy whatever you want to eat."

Qi Yu didn't answer, and sat motionless.

Qi Zhiping didn't care either, he threw the money on the table and asked coldly, "Do you hate us?"

Without waiting for Qi Yu to open his mouth, he replied: "It's useless to hate, we are your parents no matter what, you don't have to blame your mother for what happened today, it's been hard for her for so many years, she has nightmares every night , I dreamed that your grandpa came to her and cried."

Qi Zhiping paused for a moment, feeling that he had talked too much today, he straightened up and straightened his shirt, and said lightly: "There is nothing important in the future, so don't come back to see us, please let your mother be quiet and quiet, do you want me to send you when you leave later?" you."

Qi Yu didn't speak, but shook his head.

After a New Year's Eve dinner like this, Qi Zhiping lost his appetite. He stood up and was about to leave, but before leaving, he urged: "Study hard and take care of yourself outside."

Qi Yu wanted to cry and laugh at the same time, he sat at the table for a while, until his stomach let out a growl, and then he realized that he was a little hungry.

Then let's eat something, he can't live up to his mother's intentions, thinking that Qi Yu moved, he picked up the chopsticks on the table as if nothing had happened, and then picked up the fish.

I took a mouthful silently, took another bite, and finally frowned and thought: It's a bit salty.

When Qi Yu walked out of the villa, the cold wind rushed towards him like ice skates, as if it had blown away all his consciousness in an instant, and when he came back to his senses, he found himself squatting on the side of the road throwing up.

He has never been so sick as he is now, and the acid in his stomach is about to be vomited clean.

Taking a deep breath, he tremblingly took out his mobile phone and dialed the only number in the address book.

The moment he dialed the phone, all emotions surged up, he couldn't control it anymore, and cried out with a grievance: "Brother Jia."

After more than 40 minutes, Feng Jiayang found Qi Yu who was about to freeze to death on the side of the road.

Qi Yu was like a pitiful cat, sitting on the side of the road with his hands folded on his knees, his head lowered, wishing he could hide.

Feng Jiayang called out distressedly, quickly took off his coat, wrapped Qi Yu tightly, and then pulled him into the car.

Qi Yu's consciousness was a bit confused, but he knew that Feng Jiayang was here to pick him up, so he immediately calmed down. He leaned on Feng Jiayang's body, closed his eyes, and fell asleep in peace.

Qi Yu slept for a long time, Feng Jiayang was afraid of disturbing him, so he subconsciously lowered the sound of his footsteps.It wasn't until Feng Jiayang, who was dozing off on the sofa, was awakened that he came back to his senses, and realized that it was already late at night, and the New Year's Eve party had long since ended.

He moved his numb limbs, got up and went to the bedroom.

Qi Yu still maintained the posture before going to bed, Feng Jiayang gently lifted a corner of the quilt, touched the person on the bed, and unexpectedly found that Qi Yu's body was very hot, like a burning stove.

He frowned and pulled out the thermometer in a panic. The measurement result showed 37.8°C, and Qi had a low-grade fever.

Feng Jiayang woke up Qi Yu without saying a word, the man's sleepy eyes opened slightly, and he muttered: "Brother Jia..."

"You have a fever, get up, and I will take you to the hospital."

Qi Yu's mind was dizzy, and he didn't have much strength in his body, but when he heard the word "hospital", his body subconsciously rejected, "It's okay, I'll be fine after a night of sleep."

Feng Jiayang frowned even tighter, but his tone was exceptionally gentle. He coaxed the person in front of him: "Be good, be obedient, and get up."

Qi Yu didn't want to go to the hospital, he grabbed the quilt tightly with both hands, and burrowed into the quilt in a daze.He discussed with Feng Jiayang, more like coquettish: "Brother Jia, I won't go to the hospital, just find me some medicine, okay?"

Feng Jiayang couldn't listen to Qi Yu acting like a baby with him, so he had nothing to do with him in the end, so he got up to get the medicine.

After taking the medicine, Qi Yu fell asleep again. Feng Jiayang remembered that his grandma used ice packs to cool him down when he was a child, but there was no ice at home, so he didn't rush to go to the refrigerator to freeze it now.So Feng Jiayang took a basin of cold water, wet the towel over and over again and applied it to Qi Yu's forehead. He worked until almost two o'clock in the morning before Qi Yu's body temperature finally dropped a little.

He didn't know what happened tonight, but he guessed that it must have something to do with Qi Yu's parents, a ball of anger piled up in his chest, and it was about to burn into his throat.

He bowed his head and kissed Qi Yu's forehead, and said to the person in his arms with a low voice: "They don't want you, brother does."

Sleeping Qi Yu seemed to hear these words, and his brows that were knit together slowly relaxed.

Feng Jiayang stood aside anxiously, and finally couldn't resist the drowsiness, and fell asleep.It was already the second day when he woke up, and he touched the person in his arms in panic.

There was a thin layer of sweat on Qi Yu's back, and it was not good for the temperature to drop.

Feng Jiayang picked up the thermometer next to the bed again, and this time it showed 37.2°C. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he would take two more pills later and cover his body with sweat.

He rubbed his eyes, and was about to get up to get something to eat, when Qi Yu woke up as soon as he moved, he called hoarsely: "Brother Jia."

Seeing that he woke up, Feng Jiayang half-lyed back again, pulled back the quilt that had been crossed out, and tucked it back in again, "Sleep a little longer."

Qi Yu shook his head, feeling less uncomfortable, he shrank into the other party's arms, thinking about what happened last night.Although he was not conscious at the time, but now he recalled it very deeply, including Feng Jiayang helping him to cool down when he was in a drowsy sleep.

Qi Yu's heart warmed up, and he suddenly realized that today is the first day of junior high school, and he felt a little regretful, "It's over before the new year is well received."

Feng Jiayang smiled: "It's not too late today."

Qi Yu raised his head, didn't mention what happened at home last night, but asked, "Are we celebrating New Year's Eve together?"

"Of course." After speaking, Feng Jiayang reached out and groped under the pillow for a long time, took out the red envelope prepared in advance, and handed it to Qi Yu.

Qi Yu took it. This is not the one his grandma gave him yesterday. Grandma’s red envelope said happy new year, but this red envelope said happy every day, “This is it?”

Feng Jiayang looked at him: "This is the New Year's money prepared by your boyfriend."

Qi Yu opened his eyes wide, and after being stunned for three seconds, he happily rubbed his head against Feng Jiayang like a cat, "Thank you Brother Jia."

Feng Jiayang took advantage of the situation and reached out to hug Qi Yu, thinking that he would never let him be wronged again.

"Hungry?" he asked.

Having said that, Qi Yu is really a bit hungry, he didn't eat last night, and even vomited his stomach empty.

Feng Jiayang: "I guess you should want to eat dumplings. Last time I went to grandma's house, I found that you ate a lot, so this time I specially packed them for you and brought them back."

Qi Yu was so excited that he didn't know what to say. He suddenly felt that God might be fair, so he sent Feng Jiayang to him.