The neighbor is a yin and yang eye

"..." Zhao Wen looked at Jiang Yingyu's indifferent face.

Do you want to make a face?

If it weren't for your height, I wouldn't bother to talk to you, hum!

Zhao Wen snorted, got up and snorted again, seeing that he didn't respond at all, he pushed the stool away angrily.

Seeing Zhao Wen leaving angrily, Jiang Yingyu took out his phone and sent An Sheng a message: Is Xiang Heng home yet?

After waiting for a while, An Sheng still didn't reply, Jiang Yingyu put the phone in his pocket again.

He thought, it should be here.

At seven o'clock, the evening self-study is still about the papers. Jiang Yingyu looked at the chemistry papers with nothing wrong to correct, and unconsciously began to turn his pen again. After turning for a while, there was a sudden vibration in his thighs.

Pole!

This unexpected vibration made his whole body tremble, and the pen that was spinning happily on his fingertips also flew out, and several Thomas whirled vigorously on the table...

Have a text message?

He thought it was from An Sheng, so he took out his phone and looked, the bank?

freeze?

hiss……

Jiang Yingyu frowned and pressed his forehead against the corner of the table, holding his mobile phone in both hands and sending an inquiry message to the bank.

There was a reply in no time.

Ask him to go to the counter with his ID.

Hold!What's the matter!

What a mess!

At this moment, Jiang Yingyu felt annoyed like never before. He stared at the text message for 10 minutes, and the more he read it, the more upset he became, but no matter how annoying he was, he couldn't just smash the phone on impulse. After thinking about it, Jiang Yingyu felt calm a little bit.

It just so happened that An Sheng also sent him a message back at this moment. He clicked on WeChat and saw what An Sheng had sent him.

-Hui did come back, but he came back crying with snot and tears, his voice was loud, and it was nothing serious by visual inspection.

Jiang Yingyu smiled, and typed quickly: I met him this afternoon, and he was being pressed down by someone. At that time, I thought he was about to go to the execution ground.

This time An Sheng came back quite quickly.

-I heard what he said, and when I got home, I was so wronged that I was dying. Just now when I was eating, I said that I was not in a good mood, so I snatched all my chicken legs and ate them.

Now Jiang Yingyu really couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

"..." Jiang Yingyu looked up and looked around, sure enough, everyone turned around and looked at the table behind them inexplicably.

Jiang Yingyu turned his head to Zhao Wen's side again, and Zhao Wen was smiling with his head buried in his face at the moment. He didn't know what he was looking at, but he was so happy.

Seeing everyone's gazes on Zhao Wen, Jiang Yingyu breathed a sigh of relief. He stretched out his hand to touch the mark made by the table on his forehead, and sent An Sheng a sentence: I also want to eat chicken legs.

He was really not very hungry in the afternoon, but now that An Sheng mentions it, he really wants to eat something.

After class, Jiang Yingyu was pestered and questioned again by the unyielding Zhao Wen. He was so pestered that he couldn't do anything, so he replied helplessly: I'll talk about it at that time.

As soon as Zhao Wen heard this, he felt that there was something interesting, and immediately went to pack his schoolbag happily.

When he finally got home, Jiang Yingyu lay down on the bed after washing up. Before he lay down for 2 minutes, his phone vibrated.

Since the incident with the Great Compassion Mantra last time, he has turned his phone to silent.

I took the phone and saw it was my mother.

In an instant, his heart became very heavy.

He seemed to know why the bank card was frozen.

Sliding the answer button, the mother's voice came to my ears from the phone.

"Xiaoyu, your father froze your card, you..."

"I know." Jiang Yingyu said.

The card will not freeze for no reason, there will always be a reason, and he doesn't know this reason yet.

Nie Lan over there suddenly didn't know how to talk to Jiang Yingyu about the card, and didn't know how to change the way to ease the war between father and son.

She sighed, and said a little tiredly, "Be patient for a few days, and then mom will talk to your dad. You have to know that dad loves you, and so does mom."

His chest was so stuffy that it was about to explode, Jiang Yingyu stretched out his hand and hammered his chest.

He couldn't help laughing, and pretended to be relaxed and said, "Well, it's okay, I don't use it much, and I don't really need much money here."

It's been a long time since the eldest son talked to herself so calmly, and Nie Lan also felt a little touched.

"Then you have to study hard over there, and you can't lose your mind by playing with things, you know? Mom has been tired all day today, so I won't tell you."

"……Um."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yingyu pulled the quilt over his head, feeling bored that he had vented his anger fiercely, so he exposed his head.

"Ah……"

It's like when they're not around, I can only be a useless person who can't do anything. Without them, I really can't live!

It's as if they had taken care of him...

Dad is the dean. From Jiang Yingyu's memory, in his impression, dad seldom goes home. Every time he meets, he always has a straight face. The whiteness made him very scared when he was a child. , Often have nightmares.

My mother is also busy. She owns a clothing company, which is quite large, and the bigger the business, the busier she is.

There is no nanny at home, only the cleaning lady who comes to clean the house regularly.

Jiang Yinglang was two years younger than him, but even the birth of that kid didn't make the family any more lively.

He thought that he should like Jiang Yinglang, although this kid always said that he hated him as the second child.

Dad is still very busy, as is mother, so, in order not to be hungry, he learned to make food by himself. Although it was so unsatisfactory at the beginning, Jiang Yinglang didn't dislike it at all, saying that it was much more delicious than takeaway Yes, at that time, Jiang Yinglang was still a cute little brother.

Fine!Maybe I can see my dad again if I get food poisoning!

Maybe God was a little merciful. The two brothers got their wish and were admitted to the hospital because of food poisoning, but it was not their father who came to see them.

Actually, how could it be possible to see my father? Now that I think about it, I still find it ridiculous.

When he was young, he wished to see his parents more, but the older he got, the less he wanted to.

Later, when he grew up, Jiang Yinglang and him became less and less close. Although the two hadn't fought yet, they had a lot of verbal fights.

Jiang Yingyu knew that he didn't like him, and he also knew that he couldn't like Jiang Yinglang, who was almost his younger brother who was brought up by him.

Why do you dislike him more and more?

Maybe it's because Jiang Yinglang is becoming more and more like his father, arbitrary, unrefutable, and self-righteous.

He can't understand, right is right, wrong is wrong, why can't he admit it?

He knew why Jiang Yinglang hated him. He felt that his brother had humiliated him, fought and drank, and was gay, heh!

"Alas..." Just as he sighed, the phone vibrated again.

He took the phone impatiently, it was a photo of Xiang Heng taken by An Sheng.

In the photo, Xiang Heng was sitting at the table with a mouth full of oil, holding a fat chicken leg with both hands and gnawing on it, with tears in his eyes, he was about to cry or not.

Looks like a doormat.

He didn't know if Xiang Heng's matter could be considered a complete solution. Anyway, he had never tried to scare children before, and he didn't know if it was considered a success.

If those little brats are still messing around, he doesn't know whether to post it, but in fact, he prefers to beat them up.

Accidentally, An Sheng's head came into view again.

That hand is really beautiful, white and long.

White and long... thick and short?

Such a word popped out of his mind suddenly, Jiang Yingyu turned over, and An Sheng's laughter seemed to be still echoing in his ears.

"This rascal..."

The phone vibrated, and An Sheng sent a message, but before he could read it, the phone vibrated again.

-Thank you for that, Xiang Heng.

- Zhao Wen told you about the school team, how did you think about it?

……

Ugh……

Jiang Yingyu thought about his words for a while, and reconsidered the matter of playing basketball. After thinking about it for a few minutes, he sent a message.

-I really don't know how to play basketball. To tell you the truth, I don't even know how to dribble. I can just throw a ball.

With his rubbish skills, he still plays on the school team?

Don't tell people who are cheating, isn't this rushing up to lose face?

-Then you just throw the ball, we'll cover your goal.

"...No," Is he stupid?Jiang Yingyu really felt a little unreasonable, and pressed the voice input button, "An Sheng, I think you are too short of people, even a person who is not good at dribbling will be spared."

Beast!

But no, I told him what kind of food he was, and this guy was still persuading him.

Unexpectedly, An Sheng also sent a voice message, "Yes, there is a shortage of people. We have to fight with the school first. If we win, we can form a school team and go outside to fight. If we win, there will be good news." It’s thousands of dollars, and this happens only once a year.”

How many thousands?Didn't Zhao Wen say it was only one thousand?

An Sheng's voice was not loud, and the surrounding area was quite quiet. Hearing An Sheng's voice, Jiang Yingyu felt that this person's voice was very nice for the first time.

After listening to it again, he said with a smile, "Hey, there is still a knockout round, so you guys work hard, I really can't fight."

Hearing what he said, An Sheng frowned and shook the cigarette between his fingers.

"Jiang Yingyu, why didn't I realize that you are such a cowardly person?"

He lit the cigarette but didn't smoke it. After saying this, he took a sip.

That's right, it's cowardly. Why don't you just play a basketball?Is it necessary to make excuses like this?Besides, if it's a man who can't even play a ball, then he must be extinct!

"..." Jiang Yingyu heard that An Sheng's tone was so aggressive, how dare you?What did he, Jiang Yingyu, love?

"Okay, just don't blame me if you lose." Jiang Yingyu said.

Listening to the voice sent over, An Sheng let out a puff of cigarette, and said with the corner of his mouth curled up, "The most important thing is to participate, besides, with Uncle Jiang here, how could we lose."

Whoops, this rainbow fart.

The author has something to say:

I would like to ask, on New Year's Day, should we give out red envelopes to everyone or add more changes?

The red envelope may not be too big, but it is also my heart. If I add updates, I have already saved the manuscript.

Choose one of the two, let's take a chance and choose! (●—●)