wait, i'm chasing you

Although he ridiculed Chen Yiran once more, Hao Chen's vigilance did gradually relax. After all, he still has basic judgment. Although he doesn't like Chen Yiran very much, he is barely a good person...

Hao Chen curled his lips at himself, a little hypocritical.

So he turned his attention to the room again, and after scanning for a week, he realized that the room in the front hall was quite large, but because of the high wine racks and small wine jars neatly stacked around the wall, and the Several large wine vats with a diameter of almost one meter took up too much space, making it appear a bit crowded.

Hao Chen looked very carefully. He had never seen this kind of wine shop before, and it must be considered a unique product of small villages and towns.

Wen Luo was still chatting with Chen Yiran about his plum wine. To be honest, the wine was really delicious.Hao Chen's father usually likes to drink, but he never gets drunk. Sometimes he will pour a glass for Hao Chen when he is happy.Hao Chen said that he doesn't drink baijiu. He really didn't mean to be perfunctory to Chen Yiran. Once his father let Hao Chen taste his homemade wine, which was bitter and spicy. Since then, he has had a psychological shadow on baijiu.

If it was possible, he really wanted to make plum wine for his father, but when he thought of his mother, this idea was half dismissed, and when he thought of asking Chen Yiran for advice, he might as well forget it.

"Don't you really need to call your family?"

Shen Yiman, who hadn't spoken much, asked suddenly.

Hao Chen glanced at her and shook his head: "No need."

Their voices were not loud, but Chen Yiran still noticed it, so he asked jokingly: "Don't you dare to? You didn't run away from home for art, did you?"

Chen Yiran smiled casually, waiting for Hao Chen to argue with him, but Hao Chen ignored him this time, and didn't even raise his head. Instead, the two girls stared at him with embarrassing expressions.

"..."

Chen Yiran suffocated for a while. In fact, his first reaction just now was that this kid could not have escaped by himself, but after thinking about it, he felt that it shouldn't be. Although this kid is a mess, he is not so stupid, but look at the situation...

Suddenly, an emoji appeared in Chen Yiran's mind...

ha!Did not expect it!

"Yeah brother." Erya came over very justly, "I'm hungry."

"Wait, I'll cook!" After Chen Yiran finished speaking, he turned around and slipped into the kitchen. After walking a few steps, he stopped and said to Hao Chen and the others, "You guys should eat together too. I'll cook some random dishes."

Wen Luo said don't bother, before the voice came out, Chen Yiran had already disappeared.

Hao Chen stood up and put the equipment box away, and walked to the bathroom with his bag on his back.

"I'm going to change clothes."

Hao Chen himself didn't really care much about what happened just now. The reason why he didn't speak up was because he couldn't find a rebuttal for a while. After all, it's impossible to talk about his housework to a half stranger, let alone him. I don't have this habit either.

After he finished the shower, he went out and saw the food on the table, and several people were still busy around the kitchen.

Hao Chen brushed his hair and walked over to take a look, it was quite rich.

"How about it? Do you want to eat all this dish?" Chen Yiran put a plate of steamed meat on the table, stood beside him and laughed.

"I'm not picky." Hao Chen took a small step back, thought for a while, and asked again, "You did it all?"

"Yes." Chen Yiran nodded triumphantly, seeing that Hao Chen looked at him without saying a word, he smiled and said, "Not all of them, these bacon and steamed meat are all made by Aunt Wang before, and they are eaten. It’s okay to heat it up when it’s time, and it’s not a problem.”

After Hao Chen listened, he gave a one-word evaluation: "Heh."

"..." Heh wool...

Chen Yiran stood up straight, and was about to argue with him when Hao Chen casually added another sentence.

"Thanks."

After finishing speaking, he wiped his hair and walked towards his backpack.

"?!"

Chen Yiran looked at his back in shock, since he had known Hao Chen for several hours, this was the first time he heard this boy say something human, it was not easy!

Just as he opened his mouth to tease him a few more words, he heard Wen Luo calling him from the kitchen, shrugged, and turned to go to the kitchen.

Hearing Chen Yiran leave, Hao Chen stopped wiping his hair.

Remembering the shock on Chen Yiran's face from the corner of his eye just now, Hao Chen smiled lightly.In fact, I probably don't hate him, but I don't know why, so I just want to say something to him.

"Dinner is ready!" Wen Luo tapped his chopsticks and walked to the table, looked at the dishes on the table and shook his head, "It's finally time to eat, it's really hard for us..."

"That's right, you were clamoring to lose weight before." Shen Yiman said to her with a smile.

"Then I don't go on a diet either!" Wen Luo argued, "Exercising is enough. Dieting is killing me."

"Sister, you're not fat." Erya suddenly answered, looking at Wen Luo seriously.

Wen Luo was overjoyed in an instant, and a few little girls chatted happily. Don't look at Erya, she actually asked about skin care products in a serious manner.

Chen Yiran felt that there was no need for him to participate in such a topic, so he turned his head and said to Hao Chen who was sitting next to him, "You should still be in high school, right?"

Hao Chen glanced at him, and gave a simple response: "Yes."

Chen Yiran nodded knowingly, and looked at the equipment box beside the table: "Let's be an art student."

"Ah."

"Are you all film and television majors?"

"Ah."

Chen Yiran thought for a while, and deduced: "Then you guys are going to be in the third year of high school. Come out to shoot at this time, won't you delay your studies? It's time for the art test at the end of the year."

"Ah."

Hao Chen sighed slightly, before he could finish his mouthful, he asked three or four questions in a row, and unilaterally retracted the words he said just now that he didn't hate him.

Sure enough, it's still a bit annoying...

"I said..." Chen Yiran tapped the side of Hao Chen's bowl, Hao Chen felt annoyed, Chen Yiran was a little speechless at his huh, "Can you stop huh, after a few rounds like this, I'm really I don't know what to talk to you about..."

Hao Chen raised his eyebrows: "That's pretty good."

"..." Chen Yiran closed his eyes and took a long, deep breath, "Boy, I think we still need to talk."

Hao Chen paused the hand holding the dish, turned his head and looked at him strangely, "...who is it?"

"You, brat." Chen Yiran repeated it earnestly. At first glance, he looked serious, but there was still a little smile on his eyes and lips. "Have we known each other for a day? You..."

"Three hours." Hao Chen interrupted him.

"...Okay, three hours." Chen Yiran nodded, and said along with him, "You said that I have been kind to you for these three hours, and I have given you directions and asked you to take shelter from the rain, and I have done it myself. You cook dinner, and you tell me what you think of me."

"It's over?" Hao Chen asked lightly.

"Ah." Chen Yiran raised his head.

Hao Chen's eyes fell back to the food, he picked up a piece of meat and replied: "Talk too much."

"..." Chen Yiran pursed his lips and pointed at him with a warning tone. Hao Chen didn't look at him, but raised his eyebrows obviously.

...This kid definitely didn't run away from home. He must have been thrown out by his parents. It would be hard for them to raise him to sixteen or seventeen. If this was his own child, he would have kicked him out many times. ...Chen Yiran was holding back thoughts in his heart.

Hao Chen glanced at him from the corner of his eye. He used to hear people say that his eyes were red with anger, but this was the first time he knew that someone could turn red with anger. Hao Chen raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously, although it was disgusting to think so. It's interesting, but every time I see Chen Yiran being bullied and wanting to retaliate but doesn't know what to say, I think...it's quite funny...

Chen Yiran's silence didn't last long, and after a while, there was another lazy smile.

"Let me tell you a story, I heard it two days ago." Chen Yiran said to Hao Chen, ignored his reaction after finishing speaking, and just continued on his own.

"There used to be a woodcutter in the village who went up the mountain to cut firewood every day. One day when he came home, he washed his face by the river and accidentally dropped his ax into the river. He couldn't swim, so he could only stare blankly by the river... "

"Brother Ran, I've heard this story in kindergarten, let me tell you something new."

Seeing Chen Yiran pause, several little girls who were attracted by the story smiled and said.

"Don't worry, I haven't figured it out yet." Chen Yiran said with a light smile, with a malicious look in his eyes, he glanced at Hao Chen.

"Later, the God of the River appeared in front of him with a golden ax and asked him, did you drop the golden ax? The woodcutter turned his head in disdain and said, hum!"

As Chen Yiran spoke, he acted out his vivid self, and the girls burst out laughing. Hao Chen paused in mid-air again, looking at Chen Yiran indescribably, and basically guessed what was going on behind him. what to say...

"So the river god took out another silver ax and asked him if this is yours? The woodcutter turned his head again, hum!"

The girls chirped and laughed again.

"Seeing that he treats money like dung, the God of the River finally took out his iron ax and said with a smile, then this should be yours, right? The woodcutter finally answered him with another word, yes!"

Chen Yiran paused as he spoke, then glanced at Hao Chen again.

"The river god said to him, you are an honest man, I plan to give you all three axes, what do you think?"

"Okay, okay!"

Erya suddenly clapped her hands and answered a sentence, which caused everyone to laugh again. Chen Yiran, who was still posing, waved her hands and said with a smile: "Don't interrupt! The essence of the performance is lost."

Chen Yiran imitated Hao Chen, and put on an impatient expression: "Give me the iron ax in your hand and I'll be done! Talk too much!"

Hao Chen: "..."

By the time Chen Yiran was acting, everyone knew that he was taking the opportunity to tease Hao Chen. Seeing the colorful expressions on Hao Chen's face, he laughed even more happily.

"Then what happened later? Did you give him the iron ax?" Wen Luo giggled.

"He God doesn't want to lose face?" Chen Yiran asked back with a smile, and then continued to arrange the final ending.

"He is also a god anyway, so he threw the three axes and the firewood the woodcutter cut into the river. Before leaving, he said to the woodcutter, if you have the ability to beat the gods, you can go to the river to fish if you have the ability! Finally, The woodcutter was pissed off."

Hao Chen: "..."