Those who come out to mess around always have to pay back

The next morning was very foggy. Mrs. Zhou went out to buy vegetables early in the morning. When she came back, her hair was covered in fine mist. She changed her shoes and went into the house. read.

Put the things in the kitchen, and as soon as he came out, he saw Hu Jingjing sitting cross-legged on the sofa with bare feet and watching the news. Mrs. Zhou was a little surprised and urged him, "It's cold today, Jingjing, you wear more clothes." A piece of clothing, it’s very foggy in the morning, be careful to catch a cold.”

Mrs. Zhou has been in the Hu family for decades, and she is only five or six years younger than the old man, not young anymore.She likes to comb her hair meticulously, neatly put her hair in a bun behind her head, and carefully hide the occasional silver flower hair, and then take good care of the Hu family's second master seriously without any perfunctory Sun's basic necessities of life, she knows the Hu family just like she knows the small flower garden she tends. She knows exactly which corners sprouted, which branches hit the flower buds, and even which flowers grew a weed.

It's just that she doesn't talk about many things, the old man doesn't talk about it, and Hu Jingjing doesn't talk about it, and then let Hu Pingting think about it, and she probably has nothing to say to her.

"According to the weather forecast, the temperature will start to drop in the next few days. Taking advantage of the sun, I have to take the quilt to dry at noon," Mrs. Zhou cleaned up the hall, wiped the dew on the window with a rag, and said She was chattering on the ground, her topic was always jumping, and now she was talking about drying quilts, her mouth collided, and she was thinking about buying wool again, "Jingjing seems to have grown a lot recently. It’s too tall, last year’s sweater shouldn’t fit well, and Mrs. Zhou will make you two more when I have time.” She turned her back to the window, squinted her eyes full of goosebumps, gestured up and down his figure, and clicked her mouth, as if He shook his head in dissatisfaction, "Jingjing didn't grow any meat at all. Tomorrow, I'll have a stew pot with Cordyceps sinensis chicken tonic. How can I just grow taller? If my body energy can't keep up, I will suffer, boy..."

When the young man was pulling out, the baby fat on his face began to fade slowly, and gradually became more obvious edges and corners. The thin is a sharp chin, and the fullness of his cheeks was shaved off. His eyes are sharp and sharp, and the bridge of his nose is straight With his firm belief, puffing and puffing the lush feathers, the trees will eventually become forests, and it will fly down the cliffs under the mountains, and the chicks will eventually spread their wings and fly.

Hu Jingjing held the hot milk that Mrs. Zhou poured for him in both hands, and obediently listened to Mrs. Zhou's nagging concerns. He liked to hear Mrs. Zhou's hoarse and not crisp voice. .

Seeing the young master nodding his head obediently, and docilely following what she said, Mrs. Zhou made sure that the cold wind in the early morning would not catch her young master, so she turned and went into the kitchen. She went to buy something today. The milk cabbage that Hu Jingjing likes is crispy, yellow and tender, and very crispy. It is the most delicious to stir-fry or stew a pot of cabbage vermicelli.

The old man got up a little later today, the old man was too old to sleep, and it was rare to encounter the cold weather in early autumn, so he slept very soundly.

The old man was in a good mood after he was full of sleep, humming an out-of-tune tune with a cane in his hand, swaying down the stairs three times a step at a time, reciting words in rhythm, "Hey Dangdang, Hei Li Dang Dang, Hei Li He The local waves are booming ----- boom..." As soon as he turned his steps, the hand gesture followed, pointing at a distance, and Hu Jingjing followed the next sentence in a tacit understanding.

"Boom, clang, clang!"

well!The old man slapped his right heel and poked twice on the floor with his cane, directing applause for his own amusement.

Hu Jingjing looked at the old man sitting on the sofa with his buttocks. The little old man's face was neat and clean, but the short hair at the back of his head was a few sticks up. The face is inexplicably happy, which unexpectedly makes people feel happy.

"I feel very good today?"

Uh-huh, uh-huh.The old man held back the joy he couldn't hide no matter what, held his chin up and nodded slightly, expressing that there was a reason for his good mood.

"Well, your Grandma Dong is going to fly back from the United States to visit me in two days." The old man pretended not to care and waved his hands, tsk-tsk twice to express his humility, "I said no to come, so don't mess around with her in poor health, but she just wanted to Come on, alas, people are still so popular when they are old, it really makes people worry."

That's why he was so happy that he didn't sleep well all night, which led to him waking up late this morning. When he woke up, he walked down with a cane, humming a little tune all the way around, and blew the hair on the back of his head, completely in a daze Shaking like a green head all morning.

Hu Jingjing propped his chin, and thought deeply about the legendary "Grandma Dong" ----- the dream lover of the old man's two lifetimes, and couldn't help shivering deeply. Chicken skin all over the place.

Holding his old face from the morning, the old man finished his breakfast dreamily and dreamily, and then he went back to his room with a cane in his hand to sort through the clothes in his closet. It is said that he found out The favorite perfume of the legendary 'Grandma Dong'... This is, ready for a rumbling romance--Twilight Love?

After Hu Jingjing conceived, he was in a bad mood.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Yuan Weisheng arrived late with the appearance of a chicken in distress.

In fact, he got up at six o'clock sharp. He rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find some of his favorite clothes, tried them on over and over again, and was not satisfied no matter what he saw. My daughter, Morris, tried to figure it out by touching it around. Look at the suspenders of the suit and the silly big back hair. Yuan Weisheng wore a 'cold' expression that he had determined in front of the mirror all night. He nodded with satisfaction on his face, and praised his wit in his heart ----- Well, Yuan Weisheng, you are so handsome! --------Then set off arrogantly and vigorously all the way.

Starting from the small road, Yuan Weisheng had a good plan in mind before he set off. It was less than half an hour away and he could stop by to buy two breakfasts and take them with him. Considering that if Hu Jingjing hadn't woken up after a late sleep, he would also go from the market. After going around in a circle, I was ready to come to the door with a bag of breakfast and a bag of two fragrant pineapples.

The old saying often says that you have to look at the calendar when you go out, and it is Yuan Weisheng's bad luck. He suddenly rushed out of a car at the corner of the main road when he left the small road. After taking such a step, it is estimated that his legs will be lost.

Yuan Weisheng frowned vigilantly, his whole body tensed up, and he frowned and looked at the car in surprise and doubt. He couldn't tell whether it was an accident or the previous group of people came to the door.

The car was probably unprepared and walked out of the side. When the steering wheel was twisted, the front of the car hit the stone fence on the side. The car was so powerful that he couldn't react, and his head hit the steering wheel uncontrollably On the ground, the injury was not injured, his entire forehead was bruised, and he grinned in pain.

Before Yuan Weisheng could distinguish the situation in front of him, the owner of the car ran down angrily, and took a closer look, oh, it's a child, with a small appearance and tender skin, you can tell at a glance that you are not yet an adult.

"Grass, why don't you have eyes when you walk? Look at you, you have hurt me," the boy said at the head, with a stinky face, he wanted to tear the person in front of him with his hands.

Yuan Weisheng was startled when he saw the person clearly, and he was relieved, but when he looked at the breakfast that was rolling all over the floor, and the two pineapples that were run over by the wheels beyond recognition, he squinted his eyes and his face was extremely smelly.

"You knocked my breakfast away."

ha?The boy sneered, kicked over the plastic bowl beside his feet, kicked it far away, and crushed one of the pineapples next to him, which was barely visible, with the tip of his toes. Smiling coldly, "I'm like this, what's wrong with you?"

"Who do you think you are? You old turtle!" That kid was already full of anger, but now that Yuan Weisheng made such an outburst, he just caught someone and vented his anger.

"You're scolding if you have the ability. Is I afraid of you? Hmph," he smiled disdainfully, shaking the fingers of his right hand and chuckling, looking at the contempt and contempt on Yuan Weisheng's face, "You are lucky today, Believe it or not, I just hit you to death with a car, and no one dares to collect your body after it's over? What kind of onion are you!"

Yuan Weisheng's gloomy face suddenly raised a bright smile. He looked at the boy and said word by word, "Of course I'm not an onion, but I'll let you know, what are you?"

After all, he threw himself and clamped the throat tightly. Yuan Wei stared at the boy who was firmly pinned to the ground, raised his hands and dropped his fists, one after another, every time he punched, he would Pinch the back of his neck and tell him seriously, "Come on, watch carefully, and see what I did to you."

The kid took a sip, with a look of incredulity, "You dare to beat me?"

"It's you who beat me."

Another hand raised and fist fell, Yuan Weisheng asked him sullenly, "Tell me, are you afraid?"

"Am I lucky?"

"Tell me which onion you are? Tell me!"

…………

Damn, dare to say that I am a vulture!

Yuan Weisheng spat on the ground, and then kicked the kid who was curled up in a circle, gritting his teeth and making no sound, with a disgruntled face, thinking that this person was insulting his taste.

Yuan Weisheng only realized that it was getting late after beating everyone down. At this time, he was in no mood to worry about the breakfast. He was afraid that Hu Jingjing would be unhappy if he was late, so he casually arranged his clothes and was excited I ran to my appointment.

He left in too haste, so he didn't hear that kid staring at him resentfully, he opened his mouth and silently swore that if he didn't avenge today's revenge, I, Rong Qihuai, swear not to be human.

Yuan Weisheng's appearance was a bit ugly, not to mention the dirty clothes on his body, and looking at the extremely weird outfit, Hu Jingjing was almost desperate for his aesthetics.

"Go in, take a shower and come out."

Hu Jingjing threw the man into the bathroom, couldn't bear to look directly at his utterly disgusting attire, threw a sentence at the beginning, and went out by himself.

Yuan Weisheng stood disheartened in the bathroom for a while, then his attention was gradually attracted by the light-colored towels hanging on the wall, followed by the familiar-smelling shower gel and shampoo under the corner, he was almost a little Surprised to find that this is probably where Jingjing usually washes up.

Oops, the first time I walked into my sweetheart's 'private territory', I was so shy and shy.

Yuan Weisheng curiously picked up the bottle of shower gel, and his brain suddenly raced around the world. Jingjing usually uses this to wash his body, right?He'd use it to rub his chest, his back, and down there...ahhhhhhh, can't think anymore.

Yuan Weisheng raised his head hastily, and suddenly felt a surge of energy and blood, as if there was a warm current coming out of his nose uncontrollably, Amitabha Amitabha, emptiness is form, □□, emptiness is form, □□... and so on, repeating the recitation a hundred times, Finally calmed down.

Hu Jingjing found his own looser clothes and unopened underwear to replace for him. A simple and casual white cotton T-shirt, coffee-colored slacks, and a light gray windbreaker jacket, the simple combination perfectly saved Yuan Weisheng's image.

It is rare for Mrs. Zhou to see children other than Zhu Gepeng come to play with Hu Jingjing, so she is naturally very happy. She is even more amiable to Yuan Weisheng. She has been busy all morning, getting them fruits and giving them The steamed dim sum, coupled with Yuan Weisheng's witty and sweet words, made her laugh from ear to ear.

Yuan Weisheng expressed his satisfaction with being able to enter the court so smoothly. Even though he has been trying to maintain a very humble and reserved determination, he can't cover up his youthful turmoil under the calm appearance.

The old man was probably also blinded by his childish appearance. He didn't see his wolf ambition for a while, but he praised his innocence and pure and undisguised news, saying that such a child and He can rest assured that Jingjing is his friend.

Hu Jingjing was silent for a while, Lord, it is too early for you to rest assured.

This harmonious scene was maintained until Hu Pingting rushed in. Of course, there was another person who was carried in on a stretcher with her.

Almost at the same time that Yuan Weisheng and the man's eyes met, they recognized each other.

"It's you!"

Yuan Weisheng grinned his teeth, and gave him a grin, which made people tremble with fright, so he regained his expression and sat back in his seat as if nothing had happened.

The old man had insight into the subtleties, and while he was surprised that this person would appear in front of him, he was also surprised by Yuan Weisheng's performance, and secretly felt optimistic about the show.

Hu Jingjing, on the other hand, glanced at the thoughtful people in the hall, and gently brushed off the non-existent folds on the cuffs with his fingers. He raised his eyes and scrutinized the group of people in front of him. With a calm look, he said slowly, "Auntie, what are you doing?"

The author has something to say: It's not a dream every day, the girls are bubbling, I need encouragement, ouch!