The Boyfriend Return Policy

Zhou Jixing had already turned on the TV. Early in the morning, someone watched: "Get lost."

Such a big temper.

All right, Xu Du got out of here.

After work, Xu Du went home to Mr. Zhuang with Zhou Jixing. When they arrived, Mr. Zhuang was busy cooking, and Mr. Xu was nowhere to be seen. Xu Du bent down and took a piece of sliced ​​cantaloupe, and took a bite. , sweet enough to snort: "Mom, is my dad?"

Teacher Zhuang washed some apples and brought them out: "It's in the house."

When Xu Du heard this, he immediately stopped asking, took an apple and chewed it pretendingly.

Zhou Jixing watched him wander around the living room, and finally found a corner to nest up in a ball.

Teacher Zhuang pointed at him and smiled: "I'm afraid his father will ask him to correct his homework."

Zhou Jixing: "Huh?"

Mr. Zhuang: "It's been a few years. Anyway, Xu Du was too busy, so his father asked him to help correct some homework. He was afraid."

The day of the week is clear.

Xu Du is lazy.

Teacher Zhuang took an apple and stuffed it in Zhou Jixing's hand, looked at Zhou Jixing with loving eyes: "I'm thin, I worked hard outside, auntie will cook for you today."

The two of them received the certificate in name, and now Zhou Jixing has met Xu Du's parents several times. Teacher Zhuang neither urged Zhou Jixing to see his family members, nor asked Zhou Jixing to call him mother.

Xu Du is like them, he is kind-hearted in his bones, his heart is easy to soften, and he doesn't care about others.

Zhou Jixing wanted to help Mr. Zhuang, but Mr. Zhuang refused: "There are not many dishes, you should sit down and rest."

Zhou Jixing sat down, Xu Du stretched his legs, he took off his socks, only a pair of feet, the feet that have not been seen all year round are whiter than the hands.

That white foot touched Zhou Jixing's leg: "Hey, Zhou Jixing."

Zhou Jixing pushed his feet aside: "Say."

Perseveringly, Xu Du stretched out his foot and rubbed against the hollow of his knee: "You really know how to cook?"

Zhou Jixing raised his leg and directly pressed onto Xu Du's foot, smiling sideways: "What do you think?"

Xu Du was suddenly pressed down like that: "I love you!"

Zhou Jixing let go of him: "Go quickly, no one is stopping you."

Regardless of the fault of the villain, Xu Du retracted his legs, leaned against the corner with his legs bent, and covered his legs with a blanket: "I thought you were the one who was in charge of chopping green onions, not bad, you can cook and tractor .”

Zhou Jixing: "Aren't you finished?"

Xu Du had a hippie smile on his face: "I mean, if you want to know it, you can do it. Are you not tired of eating takeout?"

Zhou Jixing didn't even think about it, and directly refused: "I won't do it."

Xu Du: "Hmm?"

Zhou Jixing: "I'll beat you again."

Xu Du raised his hand and gave him a middle finger.

……

Mr. Zhuang is amazing, busy with a table of dishes by himself: "It's time to eat, it's all on the table."

Zhou Jixing and Xu Du were in the living room, and they got up when they heard the sound. Teacher Zhuang came out with the bowls and chopsticks, and shouted at Teacher Xu who was in the room: "Xu Chaoyang! It's time to eat!"

After shouting several times, the door opened, and Teacher Xu came out while cleaning his glasses.

Teacher Zhuang: "You are deaf, right? Will you answer?"

Teacher Xu put on his glasses: "I heard you, I heard you, isn't it coming out?"

Teacher Xu sat down, kicked a chair by Teacher Zhuang, rushed to wash his hands, and when he came back, Zhou Jixing took the initiative to say hello to uncle, but Teacher Xu still looked at him badly, and he was scolded by his wife just now, He hummed in displeasure.

Just humming like this, Mr. Zhuang knocked his head with chopsticks: "Xu Chaoyang, how old are you! How dare you flirt with the junior!"

Teacher Xu: "Zhuang Yihong, you have called me by name too many times recently!"

Still the same.

Zhou Jixing lowered his head and hid his smile.

He sat in a row with Xu Du, Xu Du's elbow was next to his, and when Zhou Jixing laughed, Xu Du happened to turn his face sideways.

Zhou Jixing smiled into his eyes.

It seems that his mother is right, Zhou Jixing really likes family affection.

They were all seated, and Mr. Zhuang spread his mother's love like a sprinkler, showing no mercy at all, and kept picking up vegetables for Zhou Jixing, as if Zhou Jixing had become thin as a firewood stick after not seeing him for a while.

Teacher Zhuang was concerned about Zhou Jixing. Teacher Xu and Xu Du resigned themselves to making the background color. Teacher Zhuang suddenly changed the subject: "Xu Du, you two live together now, you should give way to others."

Xu Du who just snatched the toilet today: "Oh."

Teacher Zhuang: "I think you've been fine recently, you two should go out for a walk more often."

Xu Duxin said that he didn't dare to get Zhou Jixing out, Li Cheng would kill him.

Just as he was about to refute, Mr. Zhuang said, "I think it's troublesome for you to take the subway every day. You should buy a car."

Xu Du's eyes lit up instantly, and his mouth was reserved: "A car? Is it necessary?"

Teacher Zhuang: "Forget it."

Xu Du gave a doggy smile, picked up the biggest chicken leg, and put it in Teacher Zhuang's bowl attentively: "Mom, what's the relationship between us, I won't be polite."

Teacher Zhuang smiled, and Zhou Jixing was also happy.

Teacher Xu: "Promise."

Mr. Zhuang really planned to buy a car for him. People in their thirties, no matter how good they are, they must have a car, and now that they have a few trips a week, they can't take a taxi every time.

Teacher Xu told Xu Du that for a car worth around 20 yuan, they would pay the down payment and he would repay the loan himself. Xu Du readily agreed.

He didn't plan to use the money from Zhou Jixing. It should be said that he didn't regard the money as his own at all.

At night they both lay on the same bed, Xu Du lay on his stomach, with a straw in his mouth, sucked the sweet and greasy Wangzai into his mouth, and picked a car with his mobile phone in the other hand, and watched Zhou Jixing. After taking a shower, he climbed into bed He held up Wangzai and asked him if he wanted to drink.

Zhou Jixing gave him an idiot look.

Xu Du tut, and bit back the straw: "It was given by someone else, and my mother said that if I don't drink it, no one will drink it."

Zhou Jixing: "Well, nourish your brain."

Xu Du casually took a pillow and covered his face. During this period of time, the two of them lived under the same roof, and the little beauty created by the distance was gone, and they quarreled every day.

Xu Du couldn't beat Zhou Jixing in terms of strength, so he had to use the right time and place to use his tools and skills to the extreme. After hitting and hitting, Xu Du rode on Zhou Jixing's body, and accidentally sprayed Zhou Jixing with milk. Face.

Xu Du: "..."

Xu Du watched Zhou Jixing's complexion change again and again, black again: "Xu—Du—"

Xu Du hurriedly got off Zhou Jixing's body, planning to retreat quickly to preserve his fighting power and seek refuge—in Teacher Zhuang's room.

He was flustered and in a hurry, but when he got out of bed, he didn't step on his foot firmly, and the quilt slid out of bed with him, and fell on his back.

have to.

Xu Du knew that he was finished.

He looked at the lamp on the ceiling with its own soft light, and with two wings inserted, he could be taken away.

Zhou Jixing raised his hand and wiped his face. He stood on the bed and looked down at Xu Du who was in a awkward position: "I just took a shower."

Xu Du: "My fault, my fault."

Zhou Jixing jumped out of bed, pinched Xu Du's face, and Xu Du pinched him into a goldfish's mouth, his eyelashes fluttering: "How about I get you another bottle, and you spray it back?"

Zhou Jixing: "Childish."

Xu Du: "..."

Excuse me, are you not childish now that you pinch my face like this?

"Then what do you want, big brother?" Xu Du raised his leg to kick him, but Zhou Jixing pushed him down before he kicked him. Let him sit down.

"Brother?" Xu Du's face was pale, and when he was shy, he was red from the base of his ears to his cheeks. Zhou Jixing pinched him, and actually pinched two fingerprints.

Zhou Jixing frowned: "Call out, brother, listen."

Xu Du: "... Get out."

Zhou Jixing put a little more pressure on Xu Du's leg, and Xu Du's foot turned slightly to one side.

Zhou Jixing raised the corners of his mouth and smiled viciously: "Huh?"

His strength was still increasing little by little, Xu Du's teeth were clenched slowly, he stared at Zhou Jixing, there was still milk stains on Zhou Jixing's face that had not been wiped off, and it had already slipped to his chin, precariously along the line of his jaw .

Xu Du gave up: "Brother, let's go."

Zhou Jixing was pushed down by Xu Du, leaned back, and leaned against the bed.

The coolness of the floor penetrated into the soles of the feet, Xu Du moved his toes, then patted his butt, rolled back to the bed, found his mobile phone from under the pillow, opened it and it was still the picture of the car model he had seen just now.

Zhou Jixing was still sitting on the ground. Because of this posture, the line of his trousers was tightened and stuck at the hip, exposing a section of his ankle. He had just taken a shower and was wearing no socks. His feet, which were two sizes larger than Xu Du's, stepped on the floor , reached out with his hand, took out the cigarette case, grabbed the cigarette case, shook out a ham, habitually lowered his head slightly when lighting the cigarette, and said vaguely: "Do you want to buy a car?"

Xu Du: "Nonsense."

Zhou Jixing put down the lighter: "I have it."

Xu Du looked up: "Huh? What?"

Zhou Jixing: "If you want to open it, I will ask Xiaobing to give you the key tomorrow."

Xu Du understood.

Xu Du suddenly realized that this guy was quite proletarian in front of him.

He doesn't know how much Zhou Jixing earns, but judging from the current situation that they don't see each other, most of the quarrels are trivial, and they haven't quarreled over money, inequality and class.

Xu Du: "No, no, my mother finally agreed to buy me a car, so don't make trouble."

Zhou Jixing laughed: "Haven't decided yet?"

Xu Du: "Nonsense, anyway, it's my first car, why don't you let me get tangled up?"

Zhou Jixing: "What do you want?"

Xu Du was straightforward: "It's fuel-efficient."

Day of the week: "..."

Xu Du yelled over there: "The oil price is very expensive now!"

Zhou's business has been confirmed, and he really can't be serious with a person like Xu Du. He took a deep puff on his cigarette, and said bitterly, "Electric cars are quite suitable for you."

He couldn't communicate with Xu Du, so after smoking the cigarette, he got up and went to the toilet to wash his face.

Xu Du rolled on the bed, muttering to himself: "We poor salted fish are all like this."

When the two of them went back the next day, Mr. Zhuang packed a lot of things for them to take away. Xu Du was tired after only two minutes. Every time I come back, the trunk is stuffed with big and small bags by Mr. Zhuang.

The old mother is always worried that you have nothing, even if you have, it is not as good as 1 at home.

Zhou Jixing pretended to take some away from Xu Du, and carried them by himself. The warranty period of this gentleman is quite short, and it may expire soon after going downstairs.

Mr. Zhuang patted him on the head: "That's just how much. You see, Xiao Zhou mentioned so much more than you. Did he say anything?"

Xu Du: "...Mom, that's because he just took it away."

Teacher Zhuang directly ignored his son's blunt truth, and turned his head to Zhou Jixing: "Xiao Zhou, I heard that you are taking a rest this time. You are tired. You should take a good rest. When will you rest this time?"

Zhou Jixing opened his mouth, but before answering, Teacher Zhuang continued: "Is Xiaonian still in City D? Is it Chinese New Year?"

Zhou Jixing: "I..."

Teacher Zhuang: "If you're okay, Auntie welcomes you at any time. Let's have a good New Year as a family."

Zhou Jixing: "Auntie..."

Xu Du poked his head out: "Mom, you talk too much, we have to go."

Teacher Zhuang: "Hey, let's go, let's go, I don't have a son like you."

Xu Du was being pushed out by Mr. Zhuang, while muttering: "I really have to go, I have to go to work, I'm the one talking about selfishness."

Even his own mother didn't believe it.

After getting into the taxi, Xu Du turned his head: "Don't worry about my mother, that's what she said, don't stress, love will come or not, understand?"

Xu Du looked at Zhou Jixing with his head slightly lowered, remained silent for a long time, and bumped him with his elbow.

Zhou Jixing seemed to have just been knocked awake, and murmured: "So there are so many festivals..."

.........

20, luxury cars are basically useless, and you can buy a BMW 1 series even if it is compact, but you can’t pretend to be aggressive. Xu Du picked and picked and finally bought a Buick. The insurance purchase tax stickers and other bits and pieces add up. within the budget.

On the day of picking up the car, Xu Du deliberately drove Zhou Jixing to have a meal of old Chen's hot and sour noodles, five yuan a bowl, add pickled vegetables and peanuts at will, the name is to tighten your waist to save money .

Zhou Jixing was wearing a baseball cap, and his face under the brim of the hat gradually turned black. Before he got angry, Xu Du ordered another braised tofu worth [-] yuan: "Okay, okay, don't be angry, here, Give you all."

He pushed the plate of stewed tofu in front of Zhou Jixing, then took off the chopsticks, stirred it in the bowl, picked up the sweet potato powder and ate it in big mouthfuls, the chili choked Xu Du's face to sweat.

Zhou Jixing looked at him, Xu Du sniffed, raised his head and asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Zhou Jixing: "Stupid."

Xu Du: "..."

Why are you scolding me again?

Xu Du himself didn't know how stupid he was.

Probably because the weather has been good recently, and the bad luck has dried up, at least not as bad things happened one after another like before.

Xu Du's excitement after becoming a car owner hadn't subsided completely, and another piece of good news came - Du Zhilin had a test and it was negative.

Although it has not been completely ruled out, it is basically confirmed.

The courtyard said that they would have a party to celebrate Du Zhilin, Du Zhilin smiled, different from the gentle comfort before, it really is the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

"Why don't you go and have a look?" Xu Du asked Xiao He who was hiding behind the curtain.

Xiao He lowered his head, hiding: "I'm not going."

Xu Du: "Ah... so, what about that night?"

Xiao He: "No!!"

Xu Du smiled, he stretched himself, then leaned back on the chair, his eyes narrowed slightly with a smile: "Oh, is that so?"

Xiao He kicked Xu Du's chair and ran away.