This man found the bag

On Monday, Hua Xia fell asleep again, and it was Hua Xi who knocked on the door and said, "Dad, don't you have to go to work today, don't be late."

Hua Xia sat over in a jerk, glanced at the wall clock, quickly changed into his clothes, then plunged into the bathroom, and hurriedly washed up.

After leaving the bathroom, Huaxia thought it was too late to prepare breakfast, but watched Huaxi bring a bowl of pimple soup, put it on the dining table, and said: "I saw that there were some tomatoes in the kitchen, so I picked the easy ones and made a Soup."

Huaxia was ashamed, thinking that she was in her 20s, but she was going to be taken care of by a seven-year-old child.

After dragging the stool and sitting down, Hua Xia took a sip of the soup and said, "In the future, you don't have to get up early, just sleep late, I'll just buy breakfast along the way. Oh, that's right—" Hua Xia took out a few tickets from his wallet and placed them in the Put it on the table, "There is a dumpling restaurant downstairs, the taste is not bad, let's go there for lunch."

"En." Hua Xi nodded, and put the money into his pocket.

After Hua Xia left, Nuo Da's house suddenly seemed empty.

Hua Xi knew that if his father left, he could come back at night, but he didn't know if he would be sent away one day, would he be able to come back here.

"Hua Xia." Hua Xi silently read the other party's name and suddenly laughed.

With that smile, the charm is fully displayed, and the evil spirit is full of evil.

"How many times is this..." the boy murmured softly.

At noon, Huaxi couldn't bear the urging of his stomach rumbling, so he had to lock the door, looked around in the street downstairs, found the dumpling restaurant Huaxia mentioned, walked in, and found a Take a seat by the window.

The person who came to order food was a little fat man about his age, named Wang Xiao, but he was called by others when he was named. Here in Huaxi, he was called Wang Xiaopang all his life. Even after many years, he After successfully losing weight and becoming a generation of handsome men, he still hears a loud voice from Hua Xi, "Fatty man, I'm sorry for your uncle."

That's all for later. At this moment, Wang Xiaopang is full of flesh and looks very pleasing.

Seeing Hua Xi coming in alone, the little fat man immediately asked solemnly: "Son, is it just you? Where's your adult?"

"Just me." Hua Xi said, glanced up and down at the little fat man, and sneered: "You may not be older than me."

"I'm seven years old." Wang Xiaopang puffed out his chest, and immediately found a sense of superiority in front of the small Huaxi.

Hua Xi didn't look at him, ordered a plate of shrimp dumplings, and asked, "How much?"

"Six yuan." Xiaopang stretched out his fleshy little hand.

Hua Xi paid the money, watched Wang Xiaopang turn into the kitchen, and after a short while, came out with a bottle of soda, opened it, and put it on Hua Xi's table, "Drink, I'll treat you. "

Hua Xi was dazed for a moment after being favored by others, and suddenly saw a drunk man coming in, grinning and shouting in a broken voice: "I'm back."

Immediately afterwards, a beautiful woman came out of the kitchen, wiped her hands on her apron casually, greeted her, and asked, "Drink so much wine again, huh?"

"You care about me." The man pushed her and asked, "Do you have any money on hand? Give me some."

The woman frowned, "What are you doing, did you lose money in gambling again?"

"Take the money if you want it, what nonsense are you talking about." The man hiccupped, then grabbed Xiaopang's arm, "You, go and get me the money."

Wang Xiaopang flinched, "I don't know where Mom puts the money."

"Trash." The drunk gave Xiaopang a slap across the face, then staggered into the kitchen and started rummaging.

In front of so many customers, the little fat mother couldn't hold back her face. She reached out and touched Xiaopang's head, and followed into the kitchen, but she didn't expect that a man's obscenities and throwing pots and pans came from inside. The sound disturbed the customers, who couldn't sit still.

Xiaopang was afraid that his mother would be wronged, so he hurriedly followed the kitchen. Although a certain camp had added manpower, it obviously didn't work. Next, Huaxi heard Xiaopang's cry again.

The customers outside finally became agitated, and when they were discussing whether they should step forward to dissuade them, they looked at a little boy in the corner and asked, "Is my seafood dumpling still available?"

Everyone was silent for a while, only listening to the movement in the kitchen seemed to be quiet, and then returned to calm.

Hua Xi still had nothing to do with the matter, took a few sips of soda, and then looked sideways out of the window.

Not long after, Wang Xiaopang brought dumplings, put them in front of Hua Xi, licked the bruise on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Eat it, my mother put Ke Duo shrimp."

Hua Xi frowned and looked at him, the corners of his mouth were swollen, and there was a red mark at the corner of his eyes, obviously he had just been beaten, before he could speak, Xiaopang opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Oh, this is what I just accidentally knocked of."

Hua Xi didn't bother to expose such an obvious lie, missed it, and asked, "Is that your father?"

"Forget it, my stepfather." As Xiaopang said, he dragged a stool and sat opposite Hua Xi. After this incident happened, his mother probably wouldn't be in the mood to continue the business, which would save him from running errands.

Hua Xi tried to digest the word "stepfather", and felt that it should have the same meaning as adoptive father. In short, they were not biological, so there was a little more sympathy in the eyes of Xiaopang.

After lunch, Hua Xi wiped his mouth and was about to get up to leave, but he saw Xiaopang following him and asked, "Is your house far away?"

"Not far away, there is a noodle shop and an auto detailing shop in between." Hua Xi said, and glanced at Xiaopang, "What are you following me for?"

"It's nothing to do, let's go to your house to see, you just moved here, I haven't seen you before."

"..." Hua Xi felt a little headache from this familiar person, stopped in his tracks, and said, "Don't follow me, I want to take a nap."

"Sleep together." Wang Xiaopang got on the pole more and more.

"..." Hua Xi suddenly regretted drinking the soda that Xiaopang handed over.

The two of them were in a daze, when they saw a small head with a cheeky brow poking out from the car detailing shop next to them, basking in their teeth and asking, "Wang Xiao, what are you doing?"

Wang Xiaopang waved his hand, "Wipe your car, why don't I."

"Don't mind." The child threw away the towel, then turned sideways, squeezed out from the door of the store, and said, "Where are you going to play, take me with you."

"Go, go, go." Xiaopang waved his hand, "Last time you broke the glass and put the blame on me. I haven't settled with you yet. Why don't you just squat down when you're cool."

"Hey hey." The kid still had a hippie smile, put his shoulders on Xiaopang's shoulders, and said, "Good friends, they help each other take the blame." As he spoke, he asked in surprise, "What's wrong with your face? Is your father Didn't I hit you again?"

Xiaopang covered his face, "You can't keep your voice down."

"Damn it, this fucking attack is too ruthless, it's bloody."

"Okay, don't blah, just a little injury, and the swelling will subside after a night's sleep."

Hua Xi hesitated for a moment, and said with some reluctance: "Why don't you come with me, my dad has some medicine, I'll wipe it for you."

Wang Xiaopang immediately smiled, nodded and said, "Okay."

The kid next to him didn't care whether he was a passer-by or not, seeing the excitement, he followed along and introduced himself, "My name is Qi Le, kid, what's your name, you're new here?"

"Hua Xi." The name was reported, and Hua Xi was too lazy to say the rest.

Before opening the door, Hua Xi said first: "You are not allowed to touch the oil paintings and plaster statues on both sides."

"What?" The two murmured, and stepped in. When they saw the oil paintings on both sides, their eyes lit up. "My God, this is amazing. Who painted it, it looks like the real thing."

"My Father."

"Then——your dad is an artist!" Qi Le searched his brains, and came up with such a word, and the grade instantly went up.

"Well, probably." Hua Xi raised the corners of his lips, a little proudly, and pulled a piece of white cloth to cover an unfinished picture of the seascape, and said, "Change your slippers and go upstairs with me. "

"Okay." The two immediately put on their slippers and went upstairs.Qi Le glanced at the various trophies on the ledge, then at the saxophone on the shelf, said "Yeah", and asked, "This belongs to your father too?"

"En." Hua Xi nodded.

"Your father is indeed an artist." Qi Le's admiration for Huaxia has increased to a new level. There is a father who can draw, sculpt, and play the saxophone. He can play for a lifetime, which is really enviable.

They are also handicrafts. Qi Le's father was a carpenter in the early years, and later he did decorations. Today's car detailing is all vulgar and not worth showing off at all.

Brought the most common red potion from Huaxia's bedroom in the early years, Huaxi took a cotton swab to dip it in, wiped Wang Xiaopang's wound, and said: "If it keeps swollen, go back and apply cold water to your face." , change the hot water tomorrow."

Wang Xiaopang was stunned for a moment, "Does it work?"

"Well, I used to be alone—" Hua Xi paused, blocked useless information, and changed his words: "I used to be beaten often, and that's how the swelling went down."

"Being beaten often? Does your father beat people too?" Wang Xiaopang looked shocked, thinking that we are both degenerate people, why should we meet each other before, we will definitely become good friends!

but--

"My dad has a good temper and doesn't know how to beat people." Hua Xi didn't give Wang Xiaopang any chance to get close.

"..."

After treating the wound briefly, Hua Xi raised his eyebrows, thinking of driving away, "Let's all go back, it's noon, I want to sleep."

"But we don't want to sleep at all!" Wang Xiaopang and Qi Le said, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, as if they were on the hot bed of their own house, it was very natural.

It would be even better if you come with two bottles of iced juice.

"..." Hua Xi completely lost his temper towards these two people, thinking that he himself is a sojourner, if he brings people back casually, his father will definitely be upset.

To say that Huaxia likes to be quiet, and he is not too enthusiastic in dealing with people. He doesn't see anyone coming and going around on weekdays. Presumably, he doesn't like to interact with people very much.

So, let's drive people away.

Hua Xi thought so, but saw the two of them picked up the remote control and turned on the TV, then dragged the cushions to use as pillows, and lay down in a mess, with an expression of enjoyment, it seemed that they were going to hang on.

No, besides that, Qi Le calmly patted the side beside him and said, "Don't just stand there, come and sit."

Doves completely occupy the magpie's nest, take this place as your own home, okay!