The neighbor is a yin and yang eye

"You fucking..." There was a soreness in the nasal cavity, and Jiang Yingyu squeezed his nose and got out of the car. Jiang Yingyu was so painful that tears were about to come out.

After parking the car, An Sheng looked at Jiang Yingyu's face carefully. The teary face was very pitiful.

rare!

"Are you all right?" An Sheng wanted to take away Jiang Yingyu's hand pinching his nose, but he didn't succeed, he held on tightly and refused to let go.

Jiang Yingyu slowed down for a while, and then asked him with a strong nasal voice, "Do you want to experience this sour feeling?"

Before An Sheng realized what he meant, Jiang Yingyu finally let go of the hand holding his nose, and turned to hold the back of An Sheng's head with both hands, and slammed his forehead forward...

"What a bitch!" An Sheng squatted down covering his nose, and every time he took a breath, his nasal cavity was throbbing with severe pain.

Nosebleed for sure!

An Sheng stretched out his hand to wipe it, and sure enough, his finger was bright red, "You must be fucking sick! Stay away from me."

Jiang Yingyu squatted next to An Sheng and also recovered a bit, sucking his nose.

"Didn't I keep telling you to slow down, are you deaf?" Jiang Yingyu felt that his nose was a little itchy at this moment, so he stretched out his hand to wipe it again, and suddenly gasped.

"Hiss..." An Sheng pinched his nose twice, stood up and turned around, and saw An Li who was washing Xiang Heng's face with a handkerchief in his hand.

Amway paused for a moment, walked up to the two of them and took a closer look, and almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

"What are you two doing! How old are you, and you still have nosebleeds." Amway said.

An Sheng glanced at Jiang Yingyu who was also standing up now, and said angrily, "I'm so angry! Young man, I understand."

After finishing speaking, An Sheng walked towards the back room, Xiang Heng pinched his veil and followed An Sheng, laughing at his uncle all the way.

Jiang Yingyu took the paper handed over by Amway and wiped it casually, then pushed An Sheng's bicycle in, and then said to Amway, "I'm leaving."

"Aren't you going to come in for dinner?" Anli still couldn't hold back the smile in the corner of his eyes, just looking at the boy in front of him with a face full of nosebleeds.

Jiang Yingyu turned around and replied, "No need."

When he got home, the old lady pulled him directly under the faucet.

"Keep your head down even more, and show your stamina, yes, that's it," the old lady reached out to catch some cold water and patted him on the stamina, muttering, "You look like a bloody man, with a face like that! Why don't you clean it up, it's all over your clothes, take it off and wash it quickly, or you won't be able to wash it off..."

Bending over and being slapped vigorously by the old lady, the pain was unbearable, so Jiang Yingyu straightened up.

"Okay, I'm going to change clothes."

The old lady stuffed two balls of paper into his nose, he rubbed his nose, the bridge of the nose was still there, not broken!

When he went upstairs, he took a look at the clothes on his body. The school uniform and the white T inside had been stained with blood, quite a lot.

Fortunately, tomorrow is the weekend, alas!

Looking at the suitcase that had only been opened once, Jiang Yingyu sighed and squatted down to open it.

The suitcase is quite big, with several sets of clothes in half, and miscellaneous things on the other side.

Time to tidy up.

Take out the square protective case, open it, and take out the digital tablet inside. Jiang Yingyu looked at the well-protected digital tablet, feeling unusually heavy in his hand, put it back, opened the drawer and put it in.

What are you doing with this thing? You don’t have a computer, alas!

Hang all the clothes in the closet, one, two, three...

There are only a few sets of clothes, a sweater, a denim jacket, and a shirt.

He picked up a vest at random, and he paused in his hand. This dress...is a bit like An Sheng's.

After placing the contents of the suitcase, he carried the changed clothes and went downstairs.

"Let's soak in the water first," the old lady told him to hurry over for dinner.

After receiving the meal handed over by the old lady, he was actually very hungry.

At this moment, An Sheng was wearing his vest and squatting at the door with a meal, and Tie Dan sat beside him.

An Li took two bites and then looked at An Sheng who was squatting with his back to her. Looking at her, she walked towards An Sheng.

"What are you doing!" An Sheng turned to An Li and asked, the pink Band-Aid on the bridge of his nose was very funny.

Anli stretched out his hand to grab An Sheng's vest, and pulled it back. Sure enough, the black mark inside his vest was gone.

According to past experience, this matter will never end without a trip.

"What's going on with you?" Annie asked.

An Sheng stood up slowly, and An Li let go of his hand.

"What's going on?" An Sheng took two mouthfuls of rice, saw that Xiang Heng was sweeping the sliced ​​meat on the plate, and wanted to walk over with the bowl, but An Li stopped him.

"I'm asking why the black mark on your back is gone!" Amway said with a rare seriousness on his face.

An Sheng was stunned, gone?

He put down the bowl, went to the back room and took a small mirror to look behind him.

Sure enough, there was nothing. It was obviously a terrifying big black mark last night.

"No more?" An Sheng's doubts in his heart were not less than those of An Li, "Is it because I am dazzled?"

Amway walked up to him and asked him, "What did you do today, there must be a reason, you should think about it."

today?

Except for going to class and taking a shower, there is nothing strange... Wait!

An Sheng held the mirror and looked at his back again. Not long ago, the vest was still covered with a face, and now it still hurts a little.

And when they were in the ditch, what they said was a little strange.

"Could it be..." An Sheng turned around and looked at An Li, "...it's that kid."

There was a knock on the door, Jiang Yingyu closed his eyes and pulled the quilt to cover his head, but he couldn't stop the old lady from talking.

"Ying'er, get up soon, grandma has cooked noodles, get up and eat soon." The old lady patted and shouted.

Jiang Yingyu felt that the knocking on the door was going to spread all around, resounding through the sky!

"Ah!!!" Bored by himself, Jiang Yingyu threw off the quilt and sat up.

After putting on his slippers, Jiang Yingyu opened the door with swollen eyes.

"..." Looking down at the old lady's slightly bent body, "I'm not hungry, don't call me next time."

Almost sleepy.

He yawned, but was dragged downstairs by the old lady with a face full of disapproval.

Putting the bowl in front of her grandson, the old lady said, "Eat! You must eat three meals a day. Grandma sees that you are so thin, but you don't want to eat breakfast. You are hungry. Look at the neighbor next door, but you are so fat." !"

"... Is that comparable? That kid is only in the sixth grade, so I don't have a draw." Jiang Yingyu didn't even bother to open his eyes to see what it was.

"Besides, I'm not thin, An Sheng is weaker than me..." Jiang Yingyu stretched his waist, his head was dizzy at the moment.

That kid can do two flips with one hand.

The old lady smiled, "An Sheng is a good eater! He can eat anything, he's not picky..."

Jiang Yingyu is helpless, he admits that An Sheng really eats everything, sour, spicy, sweet and salty, he eats them all, and the speed is not slow.

"Okay, then I'll brush my teeth and wash my face..."

At noon, the old lady went out again, busy picking up paper shells and unable to extricate herself.

Obviously it can't sell much, more than a dozen and 20 yuan, Jiang Yingyu couldn't understand it. When he went back upstairs, he was not so sleepy after being made so much by the old lady. Sitting at the table, he took out the tablet and touched it with his hand. , The touch of paper is very comfortable.

"I remember the pen was in the box..." Finding out the pen and thread, looking at these three items, Jiang Yingyu was stunned for a while.

I don't know where there is an Internet cafe here.

Forget it, let's talk about it later!

I got up and took the schoolbag at the end of the bed, flipped through it, and pulled out a few papers...

There are basically homework and papers for language, mathematics, physics and chemistry, and it only takes three days, which is really fatal.

After finishing what he was good at, there was a Chinese paper and an English paper left. Jiang Yingyu put down his pen and rubbed his eyes.

Headache, maybe I didn't sleep well.

To be honest, most science students are relatively weak in things that are partial to liberal arts, such as Chinese.

He is most annoyed by memorizing things, memorizing poems, memorizing texts, going around, and getting confused.

After resting for a while, I still picked up a pen and started to do it, whether I could do it or not, only whether I could survive it.

When it came to English, Jiang Yingyu's heart ached, forget it, let's make a debut!

After correcting the wrong questions, it's time to write...

This, the Chinese-English translation is good...

After writing in Chinese first, Jiang Yingyu typed the Chinese composition on Youdao Translator, then looked at the translated composition and copied it down.

Nice!

Suddenly remembering the clothes the old lady asked him to pack, he stood up, opened the door and went downstairs, almost stepping on a chicken lying on the stairs.

"..." Looking at the chickens that were scared away by him, Jiang Yingyu was a little helpless, walked around those papas, and walked to the yard.

Today's sun is really comfortable, so I stretched my waist, opened the door and walked to the tree where the clothes are dried, put away the clothes, and was about to carry them back, when I saw An Sheng not far away, wearing a vest, was also putting away the clothes.

There is that pink thing sticking to the bridge of An Sheng's nose, what the hell!

Glancing at him, Jiang Yingyu entered the room with his clothes in his arms.

After entering the room, Jiang Yingyu thought about it, is it so serious?Wouldn't it just be a nosebleed and bruises for a few days at most?As for posting such a thing?it works?

Looking at his bruised bridge of the nose in the mirror, Jiang Yingyu clicked his tongue.

What else is there?What the old lady said, it seems that... still want to feed the chicken?

hiss……

Walking downstairs, Jiang Yingyu looked at the chickens that were obviously waiting for him to feed, and he was suddenly a little confused.

Chickens eat worms!He wouldn't really want to catch bugs for them, would he?

Check it out on Baidu.

Rice, um, you can have this, corn, too...

Halfway through, Jiang Yingyu suddenly saw a duck leisurely walking in from the corner of his eye, making a biu sound from time to time, and there was another pile on the ground...

fuck!

I stretched out my hands to cover my eyes, feeling a little tired, right now.

Forget it.

He drove the chicken and the duck back, and made a bowl of rice for the chicken and placed it in front of him. He didn't know if it was the case, but he looked at the things on the ground, sighed and found the broom...

This thing needs to be covered with something, right?Otherwise, this broom will not be what it is.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yingyu went to the door and shoveled a lump of mud...