chase a hammer

Yin Jin stretched out his hand to grab the head that was hitting him hard, and he coaxed with a narrow smile in his eyes: "Come on, we will go to the track tomorrow."

A man who is a meat eater can say anything.

Wu Chu obviously didn't believe it, and he said with a blank face: "I finally understand why you are worried that Yin Zhu will tell me your shit."

Yin Jin paused slightly, clasped his hand before raising his eyes and said, "Why?"

Wu Chu gritted his teeth and said, "Who the hell is a normal person to do so many times?"

Yin Jin laughed so much that his chest heaved a little. He watched Wu Chu limping and swearing and getting out of bed, grabbed his trousers and looked back angrily, "Laughing, laughing."

"I'm serious, you go to the hospital for an examination."

"Don't make it a fucking beast."

With a smile in his eyes, Yin Jin looked at Wu Chu who was holding up his trousers and scolding fiercely in front of him. He lazily reported a certain famous racing simulator that Wu Chu had been thinking about for a long time but could not afford, and emphasized that it was new Year's gift.

Wu Chu: "..."

As if nothing had happened, he put on his trousers, buckled his belt, looked at the person in front of him without changing his expression, and said, "It's not that I can't do it."

"We are all men, so what is this little injury and pain?"

"Isn't it, dear?"

Yin Jin nodded in agreement, patted the empty seat beside his bed, and signaled Wu Chu to come up.

Wu Chu grieved and said sorry to his buttocks, and then resolutely slipped up, but unexpectedly, he was wrapped tightly by a man in a quilt after he got up.

Yin Jin said calmly, "Do you want rice porridge or millet porridge?"

Wu Chu didn't answer him, but asked suspiciously: "You don't do it?"

Yin Jin: "..."

Wu Chu looked at Yin Jin who was silent, and said with some awakening: "So this is sustainable development?"

He solemnly said: "I think it's okay."

Yin Jin raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at him meaningfully and said, "If you want to do it, you can do it."

Wu Chu poked his head back a little, and he said calmly, "I think I'm thinking a little bit."

Facing Yin Jin's eyes, he added seriously: "Drink rice porridge."

Yin Jin: "..."

So I still chose the butt, right?

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Facts have proved that what the ancestors said is correct, stupid birds can indeed fly first, and diligence can make up for their clumsiness.

It's as if a man who was born with no understanding of culinary skills worked hard for a while, and the porridge he made could make Wu Chuxiang unable to lift his head.

It was freezing snow outside the window, but the house was hot and full of rice fragrance. Yin Jin watched Wu Chu drink up the porridge in the bowl with satisfaction.

That kind of sense of accomplishment is like bringing a wild dog home, and now it is so good that it can snort and roll in the den, which makes people's hearts soften for no reason.

It just seems to have forgotten something.

Yin Jin pondered for a while, but still couldn't remember what he had forgotten.

It wasn't until he opened the refrigerator and found the uncooked glutinous rice balls in the refrigerator yesterday that he seemed to remember what he had forgotten.

Yin Jin walked to the coffee table in the living room, and reached out for the cell phone that was muted yesterday for fear of interruption.

As soon as he turned on his phone, a lot of information popped up on the screen continuously.

Yin Jin took a closer look and found that all these messages came from the same number, and he still knew this number.

Wu Han: "Hi, I'm Wu Chu and his brother Wu Han."

This message, which is so polite as to say hello, is not sent by Wu Han himself. It is estimated that the person named Zhang Rui next to Wu Han taught him to send it.

Wu Han: "Did Chu'er go back during the Lantern Festival?"

Wu Han: "It doesn't matter if you don't go back, I made some glutinous rice balls and sent them to him."

Wu Han: "Does he like sweet or salty food?"

When the dialogue information reached here, Yin Jin belatedly realized that he seemed to have seen these few messages yesterday.

Not only did he see it, he even replied a message in a perfunctory way yesterday.

Yin Jin: "No need."

After sending that message yesterday, Yin Jin put his phone on the coffee table in the living room and didn't pay attention to it.

Naturally, you can't see a lot of information that follows.

Wu Han: "Why not?"

After half an hour, he seemed to realize that he couldn't wait for his reply, and the interval between text messages was calculated in seconds.

Wu Han: "He's still growing, so it doesn't matter if he eats more."

Wu Han: "I'll pack some of both, and I'll send them to you later."

Wu Han: "I just beg him not to refuse a brother's kindness."

Up to this point, the replies were all polite and polite, and they seemed to have been edited and polished by Zhang Rui. In the next few posts, the painting style changed abruptly, and it seemed to be Wu Han's unilateral and intense output.

For a maniac who criticizes his younger brother, not being able to celebrate the Lantern Festival with his younger brother is already the limit of his patience.

Wu Han: "My surname is Yin, let me tell you, my younger brother just lives with you and is not married. You don't need to take it if you say you don't have to take it?"

Wu Han: "Don't think that with him protecting you, you can be so arrogant."

Wu Han: "I don't know who can be buried with Wu Chu after death. What are you so arrogant about?"

……

Yin Jin turned his head to look at Wu Chu, and after noticing Wu Chu's suspicious eyes, he handed the phone to Wu Chu and said, "Wu Han seems to have come to give you glutinous rice balls yesterday."

"But I was stopped by the community security and couldn't get in. I may have been waiting outside the community for a long time."

When Yin Jin moved to this place, he valued the good security here, and asked his assistant to explain to the community security that those people would not be allowed to register.

Wu Han is one of them.

Wu Chu was happy, he took the phone, leaned on the sofa and looked at the dense messages with great interest.

Yin Jin asked calmly, "It must have snowed heavily yesterday, so it's quite normal for him to be so angry."

Wu Chu frowned and said coldly: "He came to scold you when he was angry?"

After finishing speaking, Wu Chu returned the phone to Yin Jin, frowned and said, "Just block him next time, so you don't need to call him back."

He muttered: "You still have a sweet taste, and you have time to make glutinous rice balls, why don't you have time to heal your brain?"

"And if I die and bury him in Wu's house, I'm afraid there will be no peace after death."

I don't know which word hit Yin Jin's restricted area, he frowned slightly, patted Wu Chu's buttocks lightly and said, "What nonsense?"

Wu Chu held his buttocks and said frankly: "I didn't talk nonsense, and I won't be buried beside him when I die."

Yin Jin didn't speak, just looked up at him.

Then after a while, he sighed, pretending nothing happened, lowered his head and patted Wu Chu's head.

But Wu Chu still realized that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out why something was wrong with Yin Jin in front of him. After thinking for a while, he decided to call and scold Wu Han.

Whether he is useful or not.

Let's scold first.

Yin Jin sat on the sofa, looked at Wu Chu and said to him seriously: "Wait a minute."

After talking to him, Wu Chu picked up his mobile phone and said, "I'll help Wu Han understand your status."

Yin Jin: "..."

Wu Chu probably didn't expect Wu Han to answer the phone so quickly, he immediately picked up the phone after it rang once, and before he even took two steps towards the balcony, he heard Wu Han over there cautiously say to him :"What's wrong?"

"Have you encountered any trouble?"

"Brother is here, brother can solve it."

Wu Chu stabilized, walked towards the balcony and said preemptively and sternly: "Why are you swearing at people in text messages?"

Wu Han: "???"

After ten minutes.

After scolding Wu Han, Wu Chu was refreshed. He put his mobile phone in his pocket and said seriously to Yin Jin, "He has recognized his position."

Yin Jin looked at him sideways, smiled, pulled him in front of him, lowered his head and kissed the hair of the person in front of him, and said, "Your simulator will be ready to use in a few days."

Wu Chu's eyes lit up, and he looked really happy.

It was rare for Yin Jin to see Wu Chu so happy, and he also laughed along with Wu Chu unconsciously. He leaned on the sofa, watched Wu Chu sitting beside him, and enthusiastically gesticulated with him the imitation that moved his heart. device.

Wu Chu smiled so that the two small canine teeth were faintly visible. He looked at the person in front of him and listened to him talking about the simulator, which is relatively complicated for outsiders, without a trace of impatience.

The man listened carefully, as if he really wanted to know his preferences.

Just because he is something he likes, Yin Jin can give infinite patience, try to understand and tolerate.

In the middle of Wu Chu's speech, he suddenly stopped, looked at the face of the person in front of him, held back for a long time, and finally choked out a sentence: "I want to scold Wu Han again."

Yin Jin: "???"

Wu Chu thought, the person in front of him is so nice, how could that bastard Wu Han be able to swear?

There were thousands of words surging in his chest, but he couldn't come up with a nice sentence, so he could only dryly tell the person in front of him that he wanted to scold Wu Han.

Yin Jin listened to his words, fell silent for a while, and then said, "Call with my number."

"If he blocks your number, you can't scold him."

Although Yin Jin didn't know why Wu Chu suddenly wanted to scold Wu Han again, but if this could make Wu Chu feel more at ease, it wouldn't be impossible.

After all, the bad things that group of people did in the past were not only covered by Wu Chu's scolding?

Facing Yin Jin's words, Wu Chu thought for a while and said, "You are right."

"But I still want to tell you about the simulator..."

After all, the simulator is cute, and Wu Han is unlucky. Wu Chu naturally chose to tell the people in front of him what he loves first.

After finishing speaking, Wu Chu was in a good mood. He even brought his laptop, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and seriously followed Yin Jin about the rehabilitation plan discussed with the team.

The recovery plan, which has been compressed by a quarter, is dense and detailed, requiring amazing perseverance to persist

"I want to enter F1, or not just enter F1, I also want to win the F1 championship."

"Maybe this will be a little difficult, but my former coach told me that if a driver does not have the desire to win the championship and the desire to win, it is difficult for this driver to succeed."

The cross-legged boy was leaning on the sofa, and there was no fear of the track in his eyes, even though he had encountered appalling accidents on the track.

He is a born driver, born suitable for exceeding the limit speed, suitable for wandering beyond the limit, just waiting for a suitable moment in life to explode.