The Boyfriend Return Policy

Teacher Zhuang smiled and patted his hand. The woman's hands are not as generous as Zhou Jixing's, and there are still some loose skin left by the years, and there is half a grain of broken glutinous rice in her palm, "I have always been afraid that one day we will leave Now, what should Xu Du do alone, but a few lines..."

Teacher Zhuang held his hand and smiled at him. Time has turned Teacher Zhuang into a generous old lady: "I am very happy to have you by my side with Xu Du."

She said: "In this way, Lao Xu and I are relieved."

That long memory, word by word, self-stripping life, until the last sentence, the sourness almost came out of my eyes.

Zhou Jixing doesn't know if Qiao Ying is considered a mother, maybe she does, she gave him life, and also gave Zhou Jixing the sense of "I have a mother" for more than 20 years.

He has no qualified parents, nor does he have a teacher to guide him, and he has learned everything about being a man by himself.

This is the first time that an elder affirmed the path he had traveled, and also told him how to behave, what is family, and what is responsibility.

Zhou Jixing gritted his teeth, forced back the sourness, and after a while, he said, "I will."

Teacher Zhuang smiled, as if quite satisfied. She patted the back of Zhou Jixing's hand lightly, then let go, lowered her head, and picked up the chopsticks again: "Wrap it quickly, if you don't wrap it well, you won't be able to make it to lunch... ..."

The strong aroma of corn rib soup filled the kitchen, and the pressure cooker was still bubbling "again and again". Teacher Zhuang gave a hand, then put down the things in his hands, and stood up on his knees: "Look at my memory!" , almost forgot to turn off the fire."

She walked over step by step, turned off the gas stove, and had to wait for a while until it had exhausted the gas before the pressure cooker could be turned on.

Teacher Zhuang was standing there. She could no longer stand upright like she was when she was young. The lack of nutrition in her childhood made Teacher Zhuang, who was originally a northerner, petite, and she even shrank a little in recent years.

The traces of time on her body will become heavier and faster.

She was undoubtedly a good mother and a good teacher.

Being so calm, she actually doesn't want to face the inferiority complex she once had, but she wants to tell Zhou Jixing that she wants to give Xu Du a real home.

"mom……"

Teacher Zhuang paused, and suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"Mom, is the soup ready?"

Mr. Zhuang turned around stiffly and hesitantly, Zhou Jixing had already stood up, and the tall man enveloped the old mother: "Huh? What's the matter?"

"It's okay." Teacher Zhuang took a deep breath, and then smiled, "Okay, let's let the air go, will the zongzi be wrapped?"

Speaking of this, Zhou Jixing showed a somewhat helpless expression: "Some leaks."

Teacher Zhuang: "Hey! It was like this at the beginning! Come here, Mom will show you again."

Zhou Jixing smiled: "Okay."

"Hey, after taking the leaf, you have to hold it like this...yes, like this, put your thumb here, and then roll it up like this."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, it can be tighter."

"it is good."

"Don't move, I'll put glutinous rice for you... two pieces of meat, two pieces of seashells, and some more glutinous rice, it's done, you can wrap it up, hey! You can't wrap it like this, you have to leak the rice again! It's like this ,look……"

……

After Xu Du finished feeding the fish, he clapped his hands and came back to see that his old mother was still teaching Zhou Jixing how to make zongzi.

Xu Du, who was so bored to death, straightened up in an instant, and he swaggered into the kitchen: "Is this even possible?"

Zhou Jixing held a semi-finished product in his hands, and raised his eyelids to look at him. Xu Du was a little guilty for a second in this kind of embarrassment, and the next second he rolled up his sleeves: "I'll do it, look at mine!"

Xu Du's act of coercion ended with his mother rushing him to wash his hands.

The faucet was running with clear water, Xu Du was half-bent, rubbing his left hand with his right hand facing the faucet: "I just fed the little ones, the second, the third, the fourth, and the fifth, and their hands are clean, otherwise they would have belched a long time ago." gone."

Mrs. Zhuang didn't bother to talk to him, she wrapped up two more while Xu Du was talking, she was really a master.

After washing his hands, Xu Du walked over, pinched the back of Zhou Jixing's neck with both hands of water, and shook it vigorously. Zhou Jixing was busy with his hands and couldn't spare him to clean him up: "The chair is over there, Move here by yourself."

Xu Du moved the chair and sat on the edge of Zhouji row. Like a kindergarten kid, he spread his hands and looked at the front and back again: "I think my hands are dirty again."

Then without waiting for others to answer, Xu Du forgot his last sentence for a second, and stretched out his paw: "Quick, quick, give me the tools of the crime!"

For 3 minutes, enthusiasm and laziness are often concentrated on one person. Xu Du happens to have these two "excellent qualities". Teacher Zhuang and Zhou Jixing chatted with him: "What did you say in it?"

Zhou Jixing: "Say you are too lazy, let me be a little bit moral, and don't abandon you halfway."

Xu Du: "Tsk."

With.

Xi.

group.

Correct.

If he was really a salted fish, he would have thrown his tail in Zhou Jixing's face by now.

You can't wrap much rice dumplings, and you will get tired of eating a few of them. When the rope tied to the table leg is full of rice dumplings, Mr. Zhuang scoops up the remaining glutinous rice and announces that the work is completed. They are serious people cooking.

Maternal love is probably like a candle, the longer it is lit, the less maternal love will be left. Xu Du already clearly felt that Teacher Zhuang's maternal love for him is not much.

When he went out, Tao Zheng had successfully conquered Teacher Xu according to his perfect plan (actually there was no such thing), and Xu Du, the man behind him, felt the endless loneliness after success.

He sent the photo of the zongzi he took to the small group, and Cao Xi, the single dog who stared at the computer all day long, was the first to jump out——Where is my mother making zongzi today?

Xu degree: √

Xu Du: If you have zongzi, don’t worry about it

Cao Xi sneered ruthlessly: Hahahaha, since I have Brother Zhou, I don’t want you anymore

Xu Du: ...

Lele: @晚天好打鱼

Lele: @晚天好打鱼

Lele: @晚天好打鱼

Xu Du: Don't be Aite, I'm here

Lele: Are you discharged from the hospital? ? ?

Xu Du said yes, Zhang Lele was quite surprised that he was discharged from the hospital so quickly, Xu Du returned at six o'clock, please forgive his injury, he should be discharged after staying in the hospital for at most three days, in Xiao He's words, that is waste of medical resources.

As soon as he returned to Zhang Lele, Cao Xi sent the video over on his back. Xu Du's mouth twitched when he watched it. Looking back, everyone was busy with their own things. Forget it, Xu Du simply went back to the room and went to bed. After lying down comfortably, I slowly picked up the video.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the curtains were drawn. The room was dim, and Xu Du was still lying in the corner.