Calculation rules for second-hand goods and second-hand forces

During family dinners on weekends, Yan Luoqing drove a small broken car all the way to the Queen Mother's house.

I ran out of gas halfway, entered the gas station, and went to WC while waiting.

As soon as he stepped out of the gate of WC, he saw a familiar figure recently, and quickly retreated behind the door.

That slender figure, that waist-length ponytail, and beautiful pointed chin, is not Zhang Qingqiao.

Zhang Qingqiao was standing next to a red Ferrari, and there was another person sitting in the car.

When the man got out of the car and put a smiley face on Zhang Qingqiao's shoulder, Yan Luoqing's face twitched in shock.

Mother... sissy? !

It is understandable for Yan Qing and Zhang Qingqiao to know Yan Luoqing. After all, Zhang Qingqiao is now the representative of the brother company, but judging from their intimate situation, it cannot be purely a business relationship...

Yan Qing, who ran out out of nowhere to take her place, and Zhang Qingqiao, who appeared out of nowhere and was full of lies.

The two are now strung together like candied haws.

Yan Luoqing suddenly realized.

After struggling to finish dinner under the old lady's fierce gaze, Yan Luoqing walked to the garden to breathe.

Sitting on a stone bench under the shade of a tree, Yan Luoqing carefully chewed on the picture he saw at the gas station this afternoon.

Conspiracy, conspiracy, what a damn...

Why didn't he see that these two were having an affair?

Who would have thought that an illegitimate child could have such a relationship with a liar...

What purpose do they have?

One plays the red face and the other plays the bad face, how about singing Beijing opera for him?

Funny, ridiculous, mean, nasty.

"Cousin?" Just as he was pondering, a voice that made him feel worse came from behind.

"Cousin?" Yan Luoqing replied with a sneer without turning her head.

The visitor sat next to him with a smile: "There is one thing I have wanted to tell you for a long time."

"Oh?" Yan Luoqing was absent-minded as she watched the last blush faintly revealing on the distant horizon.

Yan Qing was serious: "Over the years, I have been very strange..."

Yan Luoqing laughed, "Do you like to fart in two times every time?" Can't you finish what you have to say?

Yan Qing didn't smile, her expression was stern, she stared at Yan Luoqing's face, bluntly said: "Where am I so sissy?"

"..." Yan Luoqing didn't expect him to be so direct all of a sudden, but she was taken aback for a moment, thinking that you are not a mother, and said, "Mother is a kind of temperament."

Yan Qing heard his sarcasm, and frowned, "Did I talk too much and walk with my ass twisted, or did my fingers stick out?"

Yan Luoqing smiled: "Don't you think all women like to twist their buttocks and orchid fingers?"

Yan Qing had no expression on her face, she took off her T-shirt directly, revealing her chest and abdominal muscles, which she could tell had been trained all year round. Although they looked thin, they were delicate and beautiful.Yan Qing asked seriously: "Where do I look like a woman?"

Yan Luoqing was taken aback by his sudden action, almost laughed out loud, and said truthfully, "Face."

Yan Qing looked at him with contempt, and put on her clothes, "Don't you remember that the photos of you when you were young were often misunderstood as Sister Shi?"

Yan Luoqing didn't take it seriously: "Then have you ever seen someone call me a sissy?" It is true that Yan Luoqing had a slender face when she was a child, but because of her personality, her appearance was often involuntarily ignored by others...

"If you didn't take the lead in calling me that, how could I have this nickname?" Yan Qing was indignant.

"If you took the lead in calling me that, do you think I would have this nickname?" Yan Luoqing asked back.

Yan Qing secretly rolled her eyes, how dare I.Even if I dare, who else would dare?

When Yan Luoqing was 5 years old, she was already the kind of ruthless character who could make you not want to eat biscuits for a month just by grabbing him a biscuit.

Yan Qing still remembers that night when the moon was dark and the wind was high, Yan Luoqing smiled and Mimi handed him a new pack of butter wafer biscuits, she was flattered to take out one and took a big bite. The half caterpillar that was still wriggling gently in a wafer biscuit, the wound was still bubbling with green liquid...

One month has passed, two months have passed, one year has passed... 20 years have passed, and Yan Qing has never eaten wafer biscuits again, whether it is creamy or honeydew melon, even chocolate He never touched it again.

Yan Luoqing had no idea that she had brought back Yan Qing's distant and indelible childhood memories, she stood up, turned to look at her watch, "So you see, the problem still lies with yourself." After 7 o'clock, it's time to go home.

"..." Yan Qing hatefully looked at the silhouette of him who was about to leave, but... Damn it!Suddenly remembered something, called him to stop: "Also, my relationship with your father is not the kind of relationship you think."

Yan Luoqing paused, turned her head, and raised her eyebrows, "What's the relationship?"

Yan Qing hesitated for a long time, but still said: "My mother is your father's cousin's cousin's cousin's cousin's cousin's cousin."

"My father's cousin's cousin's **...?" Yan Luoqing was completely involved, he sneered and gave the innocent Yan Qing a look, "Oh, goodbye then, my father's cousin's cousin's son. "Turn around and leave quickly.

Damn, illegitimate children are illegitimate children.

Yan Qing sat on the same spot, facing his receding back, confused in the wind: ... My mother is really your father's cousin's cousin's cousin's cousin's cousin's cousin!How can you believe it? ? ? ? ?

After arriving home, Yan Luoqing's disturbed mood finally calmed down a bit.

When Fu opened the door of the house, Yan Luoqing smelled the extremely cloying fragrance since high school.

...instant noodles?

Sure enough, Mr. Zhao was holding a bowl of instant noodles and rustling big pieces on the sofa.

Yan Luoqing was surprised: "Didn't I prepare the dishes for you and put them in the refrigerator?"

Zhao Xiaofu didn't raise his head, and continued to suck on the noodles with relish: "I'm tired of eating ribs, I don't want to eat." It seems that since the day the ribs were dumped, he has been eating ribs for three nights in a row.

Yan Luoqing looked at the bags of instant noodles thrown around on the table, with mixed feelings: So my pork ribs are not as good as a bag of Master Kong?

Without saying a word, he walked to the refrigerator, wanted to open the cabinet door, and threw the ribs and plates into the trash can.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Xiaofu was dumbfounded, stopped swallowing the noodles, and asked vaguely while still biting the noodles.

Yan Luoqing didn't speak, but walked back to the room and closed the door behind her.

Zhao Xiaofu looked at the door that closed in front of his eyes in an instant, and took a breath: "...What's wrong with you?"If you don't eat tonight, you can eat it tomorrow morning.Freak!

Yan Luoqing went to QQ to find the little fat man, and cut straight to the point: "Do you know a person named Yan Qing?"

Fatty: "Huh? You know him too? I'm in the first class of high school. My family is rich. I have a good relationship with that Zhang Qingqiao."

Yan Luoqing sneered: Well, the two actors have such a relationship, no wonder.

Fatty: "Hey, by the way, it has the same surname as yours, so it can't be your relative?"

Yan Luoqing replied: "Folk legend says he is the son of my father's cousin's cousin's cousin's cousin's cousin."

Fatty (picking his nostrils): "Are you the royal family? The genealogy is laid out far away on the floor."

Yan Luoqing: "Maybe it can be placed in Beijing from us."

Fatty: "Hey, I like to chat with you the most, and I can blow it. I found that we are quite destined, let's play a game, have you heard of the law of 6 people?"

Yan Luoqing: "No." I only heard about the law of triangle.

Fatty: "I don't know which psychopath brought it up, but I always find it interesting. The law says that there must be an extraordinary connection between every six people."

Yan Luoqing: "Really."

Fatty: "Let's play together. You add me to make 2 people, and the difference is 4. You say a name, and I say a name. Let's see if we can meet someone we both know. You come first."

Yan Luoqing: "Zhang Ye."

Fatty: "I don't know. An Yuandong."

Yan Luoqing: "I don't know Liu Han."

Fatty: "I don't know him. Song Yizhou."

Yan Luoqing: "I don't know. Wang Shoujing."

Fatty: "I don't know. Guo Yuqiu."

Yan Luoqing: "I don't know him. Chen Sansan."

Fatty: "Is there anyone else with this name? I don't know him. Li Shiwen."

Yan Luoqing: "I don't know. There are 8 of them, and the law doesn't hold."

Fatty: "It seems so."