God, please be gentle with me

"Isn't this classmate Fang?" Mother Han came out with a face full of surprise, still holding a greasy spatula, "Gang Jiali was screaming, I thought someone was at the door."

"Ah!" Han Jialin exclaimed in surprise, "Grandma! Why are you here?"

Standing beside Mother Han was an old lady who could be seen to be from the countryside. She was tanned, dressed plainly, and wore a floral apron around her thick waist. She seemed to be cooking dinner with Mother Han.

"Oh, my little Linzi, look at it. It's been a year since I've seen it, and I've grown so tall." Although the old lady has gray hair, she is in good spirits, clapping her palms again and again, shouting in a tone full of local accent "Little Forest".

"Children at this age grow fast." Mother Han smiled.Han Jiali came, she had changed her appearance, she was still wearing a lotus root pink lace dress, Wen Wen stood quietly aside.

"This is Han Jialin's classmate, Fang Shuyao." Mother Han introduced Fang Shuyao to his aunt, and then said to Fang Shuyao, "This old lady is my aunt and the aunt of Jialin and Jiali. She came from her hometown. Just came here today."

I don’t know if she was abducted by the old lady with her local accent. Mother Han also speaks in the same accent as her aunt and grandma, which is very interesting.

"I'll follow Han Jialin and call you aunt and grandma." Fang Shuyao smiled very cutely, and his mouth was sweet.

"Ouch!" My aunt said in amazement, "How can this child be so handsome! His voice is so nice, just like those pigs on TV."

"Haha, what kind of pork, Auntie, it's fresh meat!" Mother Han said happily, "Auntie, this kid is not only handsome, but also has good grades. The stack of awards he has won may be higher than our building. Compared with him, Lin is really far behind."

"Mom!" Han Jialin said dissatisfiedly, "How can you belittle your own son. Auntie, don't listen to my mother's nonsense, I am also very good."

"Okay, you're all good! They're all amazing!" Looking at this pair of cute and sunny boys, the old lady smiled happily.

"What about me?" Han Jiali interjected.

"You are the most obedient." It could be seen that the aunt and grandma loved Han Jiali very much, and even touched her tender face.

"Auntie, auntie," Fang Shuyao said, "Han Jialin worked very hard, and he is still studying when he has a fever today."

"I heard about it from Jiali. I didn't expect that you are so young and sensible. Not only are you willing to help him with his lessons, but you also post

Take good care of him and send him home," Han's mother was very moved, "By the way, Fang, don't stand and talk, go into the room quickly. "

"Mom, he's going home."

"Auntie, just call me Shuyao." Fang Shuyao smiled.

"Okay, Shuyao, it's almost eight o'clock, why don't you have dinner at our house." Mother Han didn't have a son in her eyes, she just looked at Fang Shuyao.Speaking of which, she only saw Fang Shuyao up close at the parent meeting, when he was helping the teacher sort out the report card on the podium.

When I saw him for the first time, I thought this kid was too clever.Good-looking and organized, seeing parents not only greet politely, but also tell their children's names and grades, they are more reliable than teachers.

Then, she began to pay attention to Fang Shuyao, he is really someone else's child, he is enviable but unobtainable.

My aunt, grandma, Han Jiali, and Mother Han all moved out of the way, but Fang Shuyao let the old man and Mother Han go first, and then entered the house by himself.

My aunt and grandma like this little fresh meat more and more.

But Han Jialin kept frowning, he didn't understand how things turned out like this, the whole family was wandering around Fang Shuyao, as if he was some kind of big star.

When Fang Shuyao asked where Han Jialin's room was, Han Jialin didn't want to answer at all, but Han Jiali got up very actively and held Fang Shuyao's hand: "Here, I'll take you there."

Han Jialin's eyes couldn't help but rest on their hands.

"What is this?" Fang Shuyao naturally raised his hand to point to the painting on the wall, and then took his hand out of Han Jiali's.

This movement was so natural that Han Jiali didn't feel like being thrown out of her hands, and happily replied: "It was handmade when we were in elementary school, made of shells picked up by the sea..."

Han Jialin raised his gaze, only to realize that although Fang Shuyao was talking to Han Jiali, his eyes were looking at him, and there was an ambiguous smile on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly realizing that Fang Shuyao pulled his hand because he was watching, Han Jialin thought to himself, "Hmph, you're smart."

"I just don't want my sister to be eaten tofu." Han Jialin still said to himself.

Seeing Fang Shuyao followed Han Jiali into his room, Han Jialin hurried over.

"It's very clean." Fang Shuyao looked around the room. The quilt on the single bed was neatly folded, the books were also placed in different categories, and the handicrafts and some odds and ends were in the glass drawer.

"It's all sorted by my mother, and my brother can't even fold the quilt."

"Who said that?" Han Jialin leaned against the door, curled his lips and said, "I just don't have time to stack."

"May I fold it for you in the future?" Fang Shuyao asked with a smile.

"I..." Han Jialin was about to say something when his mother yelled from the kitchen, telling him to go get some fruit.

Han Jialin could only stare at Fang Shuyao: "Don't touch it randomly." Then he passed.

Han Jiali quickly pulled Fang Shuyao's sleeve and asked, "I can double the amount of money my brother gives you!"

"Ah?" Fang Shuyao didn't quite understand.

"Otherwise, you will help him make up lessons?"

"Oh, we are all classmates, so it's okay to help." Fang Shuyao's answer was very formulaic, but matched with his expression and tone, it seemed very sincere.

"Others tell me that you are a good person. I am in your class, so I naturally know that you are really good, but I didn't expect you to be like this! What! Good! There is no difference between helping my brother with lessons and doing charity."

"Hehe." Fang Shuyao smiled, "Are you worried about your brother?"

"I don't." Han Jiali denied it, but she really cared about Fang Shuyao who appeared suddenly.

After all, during the three years of high school, Fang Shuyao and Han Jialin were in two completely different circles, one was a god-level academic master, and the other was... well, it's hard to describe.

"Could it be..." Han Jiali said again, "You were threatened by my brother? Did he catch you for some reason? Tell me, and I'll help you deal with him."

"No." Fang Shuyao kept smiling.

"It's unscientific." Han Jiali tutted, "There is nothing, but you are so kind to my brother and even said that you want to help him make the quilt. You really dote on him."

"Han Jiali, you are really smart," Fang Shuyao said, "I do have one thing with your brother."

"Sure enough! What did he take from you?"

"That's right, what did I take from you?!" Han Jialin walked in angrily with a large plate of sliced ​​cantaloupe in his hand.

"Brother, you are so fierce to Fang Shuyao, you will be struck by lightning." Han Jiali said, already standing on Fang Shuyao's side.

Han Jialin ignored his sister, but Fang Shuyao said: "After eating the fruit, hurry back."

"No, I want to have dinner." Fang Shuyao said, "Your mother invited me."

"Yes, you must stay for dinner tonight, the red pork belly made by my aunt and grandma is delicious!"

"Why did my aunt come here suddenly?" Han Jialin asked his sister when he remembered something.

"Her niece and daughter-in-law are about to give birth, and they seem to have high blood sugar, so they come to the city to be hospitalized. My aunt wanted to stay in a hotel, but my mother refused to let her live. Come and live here."

"Aunt and grandma alone?"

"No, the family of my niece and daughter-in-law are all staying with me at the hospital. I think she will give birth tonight." Han Jiali said with a smile, "Mom said, let grandma live in your room, and you will be the head of the department."

"That's no problem." Han Jialin nodded.In the past, whenever relatives came to the house, Han Jialin would go to the living room to lay the floor.Or go to sleep at Zhao Bin's house.

"Han Jialin likes my aunt and grandma very much." Fang Shuyao looked at Han Jialin and concluded.

"That's right, my brother spent a lot of time in the countryside when he was young."

"Really?" Fang Shuyao was very interested in Han Jialin's childhood.

"After all, my mother can't take care of the two children, and my father often travels on business. Especially when it was time to wean, my mother sent my brother to my aunt and grandma, and didn't come back until he was in kindergarten." Han Jiali said with a smile , "My mother said, my brother is skinny, suitable for going wild in the countryside. Can you imagine my brother wearing crotch pants, with a snot hanging from his nose, and being chased by a big goose? Hahaha!"

"Han Jiali! How can I be like this!"

"Why not, that's what my aunt said." Han Jiali couldn't stop laughing.

"Get out of here." Finally, Han Jialin couldn't bear to drive him away.

"What are you doing? It's rare for Fang Shuyao to come here."

"I'm going to review, please go back to your own room." Han Jialin pushed his sister by the shoulder, kicked her out and closed the door.

Han Jiali knocked on the door frantically outside, "Boom, boom, boom!" Mother Han came over and asked what was going on, Han Jialin quickly opened the door and said that she wanted to review.

Mother Han told Han Jiali not to disturb her brother's study, Han Jiali yelled: "My brother doesn't know how to study." But she still walked away.

Seeing that his sister really walked away and went back to his room, Han Jialin closed the door with a sigh of relief. He turned around and saw Fang Shuyao looking at him with a smile.

"why are you laughing?"

"I envy you very much. You have a very good family and are very lively."

"I still envy you. Living alone in such a big house, everyone listens to you." Han Jialin walked to the bookcase, and then stopped.

"What's the matter, come here." Fang Shuyao stood beside Han Jialin's desk, and he patted the place beside him.

"What do you want to do?" Han Jialin was on guard.

"Do you want to think so much? Of course it is to help you with tutoring." Fang Shuyao smiled, and then pulled the roller seat out from under the desk, "Sit down, let's review."