Senior, cut off your sleeve?

After He Xiao listened to his mother's chatter, he said, "I'll take my younger brother to the other party's house tomorrow."

His mother said angrily, "Why do you go, the other party is desperate for money, you will only get your brother scolded if you go up."

He Xiao obviously disagreed with his mother's words. If the other party wants to scold him, it depends on whether he is willing or not. It's best to contact He Mao's class teacher for this matter.

"I'll arrange this, and you don't have to worry about it."

"That's your brother, I don't worry about who will worry about it."

He Xiao's face turned pale, and he replied: "What about my sister, have you ever mentioned her since I came home?"

His mother fell silent for a moment, and the sound of chopping vegetables could be heard in the kitchen.He Xiao sighed, and walked to the gate of the courtyard. There were people coming and going outside. Some people saw He Xiao coming back, and came over to say hello in surprise. He Xiao chatted with them a few words.

When he returned to the room, Wang Zihe had already fallen asleep. He Xiao looked at his sleeping face, helped him shake the quilt, and sat on the bed in a daze.

He sent a message to He Miao about his safe arrival, seeing Dong Xi'an's cute expression, He Xiao replied with a smile.

The familiar sound of a motorcycle came from the yard. After so many years, he still remembered his father's motorcycle. He Xiao thought to himself, this bike is really durable, how old it has been.

Wang Zihe didn't sleep well at first, but he woke up when he heard the sound, saw He Xiao beside him, got up and put his arms around him to kiss him.

This habit was developed by the two of them living together until now, but now in their hometown, He Xiao dare not do such shocking things at home.

He picked up the warm water on the table, handed it to Wang Zihe, and said softly: "My father is back, you can tidy up here, and come out to eat later."

Holding the cup, Wang Zihe couldn't react for a while, and his expression was still hazy.

He drank a glass of water before gradually regaining consciousness, wiped his face, got off the bed, and muttered: "When will you go home, this place is so troublesome."

He Xiao came out one step ahead of him, and seeing He Fei helping to feed the chickens in the yard, He Mao probably went back to his room first.

His father was fetching water by the well. He Xiao went over and handed him the towel. His father smiled honestly when he saw He Xiao, "Xiao Zi, I'm back. I've been in the car for so long. After dinner, I'll go first." take a break."

When He Fei heard the sound, she glanced this way, didn't call out brother, and turned her head silently to look at the chicken coop.

Suddenly He Mao's male duck voice came from the hall, "Who are you? Why are you at my house? Mom, a stranger has come over."

He Xiao's mother rushed out of the kitchen and patted He Mao, "Don't make a fuss, this is your brother's friend, call him brother."

He Mao reluctantly called brother, and then ran into the kitchen to steal a meal. Wang Zihe was left speechless by the turmoil of this house.

He came out to look for He Xiao, saw He Xiao was smiling at him, the air-conditioning around Wang Zihe dissipated instantly, he came to He Xiao's side, and greeted him obediently: "Hi Uncle, my name is Wang Zihe, I am He Xiao's friend .”

It was the first time for He Xiao to see such a well-behaved Wang Zihe, and he was very surprised, but at this time he also knew that he must not laugh, so he briefly introduced the two of them, and He Xiao's mother called them over for dinner.

He Xiao looked in the direction of the chicken nest, He Fei was no longer there, and was helping serve the bowls in the kitchen.

The Eight Immortals table has been covered with disposable plastic dining tables, which made Wang Zihe feel much better. He won't eat much tonight, but he won't disobey the kindness of He Xiao's parents. He chews slowly and tries to behave himself Happy.

He Mao looked at Wang Zihe every time he took a bite, and he didn't look back until his mother glared at him a few times.

After dinner, He Fei cleared the table, and Wang Zihe was chatting with He Xiao's father. The two of them couldn't talk on the same frequency, but He Xiao's father was very happy.

He Mao shyly came to He Xiao's side, glanced at Wang Zihe secretly, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, who is that man?"

He Xiao squinted at him, "What about that man, you have to call him Big Brother Wang."

"Oh, what's his name then?"

He Xiao didn't answer this time, but asked instead: "The teacher said that you got a demerit for fighting with others, what's going on?"

He Mao wanted to run in an instant, so He Xiao carried him to the yard and reprimanded: "Make it clear, otherwise we don't have to sleep tonight."

He Mao looked to the other side angrily, but he didn't look at He Xiao. Angrily, He Xiao took a low stool and sat in front of him, "You are wronged, don't tell me tonight, I will go to your head teacher tomorrow, It's the same."

Speaking of the class teacher, He Mao's eyes immediately turned red, the moonlight shone on him, his face was white and his eyes were red, making He Mao look aggrieved.

After a long time, He Maocai choked up, and said: "That little fat man is from the town, he is a relative of the divorced old man, he actually said, said, my sister ran away with a wild man, woo woo, my sister won't Running away with others, she loves Xiaomao the most."

He Xiao frowned. The divorced old man He Mao was talking about was the family from the town where his parents forced his sister to marry. The two families who can't fight.

Now hearing what He Mao said, the other party obviously hated He Miao and spread rumors to He Miao everywhere. This rumor is very fatal to a big girl with yellow flowers. Fortunately, He Miao did not come back this time, otherwise I'm afraid I'm going to be so angry that I vomit blood.

He Xiao thought for a while, stroked He Mao's hair, and comforted him: "Why are you crying, sister is just going out to work, it's not like she won't come back."

He Mao choked, and asked, "Didn't she run away with someone else, did she?"

"Of course not, even your own sister doesn't believe it."

He Mao burst into tears and leaned on He Xiao's shoulder, wiping his tears and snot on He Xiao's clothes.

"But my sister hasn't come back to see Xiaomao for a long time, and I haven't eaten fried noodles made by my sister for a long time."

He Xiao was about to be laughed at by this foodie, he pushed He Mao's head up, "Don't throw the snot on me, go wash it off yourself."

He Mao was aggrieved and shouted: "My sister wouldn't say that about me, she would clean me up, and my sister is the best for me."

He Xiao didn't want to care about this little brat who hadn't been weaned, he was really going to be spoiled by his own mother.

Seeing that He Xiao really didn't care about him, He Mao wiped himself with a towel crying, and when he returned to the living room, he saw only his father and mother, and hurriedly asked, "Where's brother, where are his friends?"

Seeing that He Mao's eyes were red, his mother thought that He Mao had scolded him and cried, so she hugged him distressedly, and touched the top of his hair, "Your brother treats you like this, and you still go up and scold him, No wonder your brother doesn't love you."

He Mao was not happy anymore, he pushed his mother away, and rushed to He Xiao's room.