He and Slag Gong Bai Yueguang [Transmigration Book]

Shen's

When Shen Bixiao pushed the door of the house annoyed, there was a quarrel in the living room downstairs, with furious reprimands.

He frowned, recognized that it was his father's voice, and couldn't help but look up in surprise.

Father Shen and Ms. Shao were standing at the door of the kitchen, one was full of anger, and the other shrank with fear.

Shards of glass and porcelain bowls shattered all over the floor.

The two nannies in the family were huddled in a corner on one side, not daring to move. They all lowered their heads and shrunk their necks, trying to pretend that they didn't exist.

This is unusual.

The relationship between this family is very indifferent. Shen Bixiao seldom went home since college. It was more than half a year ago that he saw his parents at the same time last time.

Even if they met, they couldn't say a few words, so they lost interest in communicating.

Shen's father is a workaholic, and he doesn't pay much attention to Shen Bixiao, his own son, on weekdays. Recently, the company is in an important stage, and he doesn't even go home.

According to past experience, during this period of time, he even went home very few times, let alone coming back to quarrel with his wife.

They had nothing to argue with at all.

It was an accident that Shen's father and his wife got married, even if there was a little affection, it would have been diluted by time.

But Shen's father didn't have the bad habit of going out and messing around. His true love was only work, and he treated his wife with dignity. The only requirement was that she should not interfere with the company's affairs.

In addition, no matter whether the wife goes out to drink with others or fights with others, as long as it can be settled with money, it doesn't matter.

In the past getting along with each other, Shen's father also rarely showed an attitude of accountability to his wife, only indifferent and indifferent.

Therefore, the scene in front of him is enough to rank among the top ten major events of the Shen family over the years.

Shen Bixiao stopped in her tracks, listened to two more sentences about the content of the quarrel, and soon understood roughly what happened.

Today, Father Shen was going to sign a contract with a partner whom he had negotiated a long time ago, but as soon as the car was driving halfway, he heard the boss's secretary calling to inform that the cooperation had failed.

The partner is an old man in the circle, with a good reputation and reputation, and is notoriously business-like. The news of the sudden cancellation of the contract is already unusual.

This contract is of great significance to Shen's future, and Shen's father was unwilling to give up easily, so he inquired about the news.

It turned out that his wife offended the other party.

According to some past rumors, the other party can even sit down and negotiate calmly with the competitor who almost caused him to go bankrupt, and will not do such things that are not beneficial to both parties for some trivial matters.

Obviously, Ms. Shao offended the other party quite a bit.

Father Shen didn't want to think hard at all, so today's itinerary all fell through, and he rushed home with a little time to question his wife Xingshi.

"... How many times have I told you! Don't provoke the surname Gu! Don't take any gossip out of the house! Or is it that your brain is made of paramecium, and you can't remember this?" Father Shen said coldly She said mockingly, "After listening to other people's praise, I really think of myself as a great person. If no one dares to touch porcelain without looking at it, I warn you, I could make you into Mrs. Shen back then. Tomorrow will turn you into a beggar in the garbage dump!"

Not long after Ms. Shao came out of the hospital, her face was pale and even turning blue, and she was even more shaky after hearing the words.

But also because of those words, she had no choice but to speak out to defend herself. She covered her red and swollen side face, her lips trembling: "I, I really didn't expect it to be her... I originally, I originally wanted to teach that surnamed Xiao a lesson." , who knew they actually knew each other..."

"Can't you even see such a big living person?" Shen's father didn't slow down his anger because of this, "Will those who teach this and that every day, stop one day?!"

Father Shen didn't care at all who the "surname Xiao" was in her mouth. All he saw was the result, the loss that Ms. Shao's actions had brought to his company.

Ms. Shao suddenly felt a lot of grievances, and tears rolled down the corners of her eyes. She couldn't help but raised her voice and shouted: "If I don't teach that Xiao a lesson, your Shen family will be wiped out! It's all because of that shameless seducer." We, Bi Xiao, have hooked his soul, and we don’t care about the matter of not returning home to the company, why shouldn’t I teach him a lesson!”

Father Shen frowned, subconsciously turned to look at the door.

Shen Bixiao who had stopped there had long since disappeared, and the only response to his probing gaze was the sound of the door closing upstairs.

The quarrel downstairs was still going on, and Shen Bixiao had long since lost interest. It was only when Ms. Shao mentioned Xiao Chuyi that his footsteps paused.

But he has no intention of going back to defend his mother. In his opinion, his mother is indeed a hindrance, and he should be taught a lesson if he screwed up.

As for where and who caused the cause, that has nothing to do with him.

Shen Bixiao's attention has long been filled by Xiao Chuyi.

As soon as the door was closed, he couldn't help but reach out and rub his belly and the bridge of his nose.

Obviously, several days have passed, and the wounds on his body are almost healed, but when he thinks of Xiao Chuyi's indifferent face and ruthless movements in that alley, he reflexively feels that the bridge of his nose and all the joints on his body are tingling. In a dull pain.

Ruthless, too ruthless.

Xiao Chuyi's strikes were as ruthless as a lone wolf driven into a desperate situation, but he still maintained absolute rationality, as if he had long been used to this kind of unilateral beating, and he picked out places that were painful and not easy to leave marks beat.

Shen Bixiao couldn't get up until the end, but she still managed to maintain the last decent appearance.

But Shen Bixiao would never think that this was Xiao Chuyi's consideration for him.

In less than a month, Shen Bixiao has completely torn away the illusion of deep affection, from casual teasing on a high level, to hating Xiao Chuyi quickly.

He will never let Xiao Chuyi go.

Shen Bixiao covered her nose with a gloomy expression. After calming down her fluctuating breath, she walked to the table and turned on the computer, and took out her mobile phone.

It doesn't matter, even if Xiao Chuyi escaped from the company and went to some poor school to become a teacher, he still has a lot of ways to deal with him.

The most convenient and labor-saving way is naturally to find his collaborators...

He was really looking forward to the expression on the affectionate little young master of the Xiao family when he found out that he was betrayed by his "relatives"——

It must be very nice.

Shen Bixiao sneered, opened the address book, and his eyes fell on the three words "Sheng Yuhang" that had been pinned to the top. He paused for a moment, and after a moment of softness, his expression became cold and gloomy again.

And the account about Sheng Yuhang...

Shen Bixiao gritted his teeth and continued to scroll down, and found the correct contact. Before he could press the call button, he was interrupted by a sudden ringtone.

It was the girl from the company who called suddenly, and as soon as the phone was connected, her slightly trembling voice came from the other side: "Shen, Mr. Shen, it's not good, something happened in the company, you, you come back quickly One trip—"

Sheng Jianghe squinted his eyes when he saw Xiao Chuyi returning home with a big express box in his arms.

There must be a conspiracy.

Sheng Jianghe secretly hid in the corner, pulled An Ziyue beside him and said in a low voice.

"Maybe it's a sofa, table or stool." An Ziyue dismantled his desk solemnly, "Ms. Xiao just moved here not long ago, so there must be a lot of things that need to be added. Don't be so dirty in your thinking!"

"But haven't you noticed what he's been talking about recently?" Sheng Jianghe counted the things wrong with his fingers, "I was laughing when I looked at my phone after class, and when I went to hand in the review, he even touched my head and praised me, it's normal Don’t you just give me two more sets of test papers? Besides, you see that he’s been reclusive lately when he’s not in class, and he’s extravagantly taking taxis when he goes home from school..."

"Isn't that great?" An Ziyue asked back with a blank face, "You're not a masochist, are you?"

Before the words fell, an adult's voice came from behind: "What are you talking about?"

An Ziyue answered honestly, "We're talking about Xiao—"

Sheng Jianghe covered her mouth: "No! We are just observing whether the line on the wall is straight or not!"

Sheng Yuhang glanced at the little nephew who was obviously guilty, and without saying anything, he led the two children into the house, and the latter breathed a sigh of relief.

After entering the house, An Ziyue couldn't wait to take out her homework, and pulled Sheng Jianghe's sleeve to let him read it quickly: "Tell me how to do this question, and I will go back after I finish, my grandma is still waiting Follow me to eat!"

Under Xiao Chuyi's encouragement, An Ziyue's enthusiasm for learning has been on the rise recently, but she used to mess around with Sheng Jianghe, and her foundation was a bit weak.

She is too embarrassed to bother others, and she doesn't want others to know that she is studying hard, so she can only trouble Fa Xiao who knows everything.

Although Sheng Jianghe didn't listen to lectures very much, his parents were strict with him and gave him a good mind, so he didn't have any pressure to study.

Thinking of this, An Ziyue's teeth itch with hatred.

It's like the kind of displeasure of "it was agreed to be a scumbag and a prostitute together, but you just cheated on me behind my back".

And people still rely purely on talent.

This is even more annoying.

But tutoring still has to be made up.

"And your house is opposite Teacher Xiao, if Jiang He is not good enough for you, I will have a chance to go to Teacher Xiao!" An Ziyue replied confidently.

"You should die!" Sheng Jianghe slapped the table and pulled An Ziyue's test paper aggressively, "I won't give you this chance! Say it! I'll tell you which one you don't know!"

If Xiao Chuyi could witness this scene of harmony and friendship with his own eyes, he would be very moved.

Sheng Yuhang stuffed the ingredients he had just bought from the supermarket into the refrigerator, and after sorting them out, he came out and glanced at the two children who were doing their homework.

"Won't Ziyue stay for dinner?" When Sheng Yuhang said this, he was still holding a home-cooked cookbook.

"No!" An Ziyue, who was immersed in the problem, shouted reflexively.

Then she came back to her senses, shaking her head with difficulty with a stiff smile, trying to make amends: "Well, actually, my grandma is still waiting for me..."

Sheng Jianghe sneered, propped his chin and turned his pen, and said in a drawn-out tone: "Uncle, why don't we order takeaway, maybe An Ziyue will be willing to stay and eat some."

An Ziyue quickly waved her hands and shook her head: "No, don't bother! My grandma is really waiting for me to eat! I'll be back in a while."

Not long after saying that, An Ziyue put away her homework and papers, got up and said goodbye.

The person who picked her up had already arrived downstairs, and she really had to go.

But looking at the back of her hastily turned and opened the door to leave, no matter how you look at it, she looks a little bit fled.

Sheng Yuhang paused slightly, looked at the spoon in his right hand, and then at the menu in his left hand, a little suspicious of life.

... Are the dishes he cooks so unpalatable?

Sheng Jianghe got up to send An Ziyue downstairs, which was common, Sheng Yuhang didn't pay much attention to it, and only reminded him when the other party opened the door: "Come back early for dinner."

He was answered by a stubborn door closing.

Xiao Chuyi's house.

The door of the dimly lit room was ajar, and the only source of light was the computer on the desk.

Xiao Chuyi sat in front of the table, countless dancing characters were reflected in his eyes, and his face was also brightened.

The already pale face was glowing with the light from the screen, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his raised eyebrows were also stained with a smile.

The screen of the mobile phone at hand flickered twice, displaying a message.

Xiao Chuyi glanced at the phone screen twice and then stopped. After a while, he tapped the enter key with his fingertips.

The data flow on the computer screen is flowing so fast that it is dizzying.

There was a sound of "ding--" outside the house at the right time.

Xiao Chuyi fell back, looked up at the ceiling, leaned on the back of the chair and stretched, some physiological tears leaked from the end of his eyes, and slowly slipped down from the exhaustion.

Stretching out his hand to open the door, the light in the living room was still on, Xiao Chuyi squinted subconsciously, and walked towards the kitchen based on memory.

"boom--"

After a muffled sound, Xiao Chuyi covered his red forehead with one hand, and supported the glass door in front of him with the other, hissing twice.

After this collision, he finally woke up completely.

Looking at the obstacles in front of him, he always felt that his appearance was funny.

I've been really busy lately.

Xiao Chuyi pressed the center of his eyebrows, and sighed helplessly.

Fortunately, Xiao's mother went back two days ago, and no one saw his embarrassed and stupid appearance.

The only bad thing is that it is empty when one person leaves, which makes this large new house even more empty and lonely.

No one will know what foolish things you do in an empty house.

People have to get used to being alone and lonely.

Not a big deal.

Xiao Chuyi slowed down, and wandered into the kitchen again.

A big house naturally has the benefits of a big house, with all the facilities and sufficient conditions, so there is no need to rush to eat in the cafeteria all day long.

The kitchen had already been rejuvenated after simple tidying up. Today, the newly bought oven was installed. The materials were already prepared, so he tried it out.

The sound just now was the reminder that the oven had finished working.

As soon as the oven is turned on, the steaming hot air floats out along with the sticky aroma.

Below the hot air is a whole plate of small butter biscuits of different shapes.

The basic skills that have not been used for a long time, it seems that the effect is good after trying again.

Xiao Chuyi casually twisted a piece, blew on the hot air and put it in his mouth.

The fingertips were slightly reddish from the heat, which was very eye-catching against the skin tone.

He didn't care, he just flushed the faucet twice, and then looked at the remaining biscuits and worried.

A little sweet, and a lot.

Xiao Chuyi doesn't like sweets very much, so he bought an oven on a whim, and tried it with the intention of making the best use of it.

I didn't think too much when I was doing it, and after I turned around, I remembered that he was the only one here at this time.

Without the little guy with a sweet tooth, he definitely wouldn't be able to eat it all by himself.

So it's only natural to think of the neighbors across the door.

Before Xiao Chuyi could decide whether to knock on the door opposite, he heard a slight sound coming from his own door.

He froze for a moment, frowned, put down the things in his hand, and walked towards the door.

Doesn't sound like a normal knock on the door...

But it wouldn't be the case that Shen Bixiao found out that he had been tricked and came to beat him specially.

Even if it is, it shouldn't be so fast.

Xiao Chuyi deliberately lightened his footsteps, stopped at the door for a moment, confirmed that the voice was not his own illusion, and then opened the door suddenly.

"Ahhh-"

The child outside the door suddenly lost its support, and fell in with a look of horror.

Xiao Chuyi stretched out his hand, grabbed the child by the back collar, leaned over slightly, squinted his eyes and looked at him probingly: "Student Sheng Jianghe?"

Sheng Jianghe, who was discovered by the person involved in the eavesdropping, covered his face, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and slip down.

Xiao Chuyi asked: "It's so late, what are you doing lying on my door?"

Sheng Jianghe stammered, "I, I'm just passing by—yes, passing by!"

Poor excuse.

Xiao Chuyi felt a little funny, and didn't know where the kid's inexplicable hostility towards him came from.

However, he could also feel that the other party had no malice, more like some kind of rebellious and unconvinced after being suppressed.

Even for the face of the good Mr. Sheng, Xiao Chuyi doesn't hate Sheng Jianghe.

And is it fun to play with a child with this personality?

Xiao Chuyi knocked on Sheng Jianghe's forehead lightly, pulled back the child who was about to turn around and run away, and asked kindly, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Sheng Jianghe couldn't escape, so he protected his chest vigilantly: "What do you want to do?"

"I remember that your uncle doesn't seem to be very good at cooking?" Xiao Chuyi thought for a moment, and then said, "How about I treat you to a biscuit? You can also pack it back for supper."

Sheng Jianghe recalled the paste that his uncle was best at making, and couldn't help shaking.

Door to door, there seems to be no need to escape?

Even if he ran back home, there was still that little uncle who wanted to crawl outside all day long.

Sheng Jianghe suddenly realized that the future was bleak, so he simply broke the jar.

The warm biscuits seemed to have just been baked, and they all looked like different small animals. They were so lively and cute that they couldn't fit in with Xiao Chuyi, a big man over 1.8 meters tall.

Sheng Jianghe dubiously picked up a little rabbit, and when he put it to his mouth, he didn't dare to stuff it all in. Instead, he carefully tasted it with the tip of his tongue.

Crispy and soft, not too sweet and greasy, it is just the light sweet cream flavor that children like most.

Sheng Jianghe's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help stretching out his sinful hand to the next piece.

While nibbling on the biscuits, he blurted out a sentence of emotion: "Mr. Xiao, you are so virtuous——"

As soon as the breath around him condensed, Sheng Jianghe suddenly realized that he couldn't say this in person, and was almost choked by the biscuit.

An adult man's hand stretched out, and the child subconsciously closed his eyes tightly.

His forehead was flicked, not heavy, but somewhat warning.

Then the hand rubbed his head.

Sheng Jianghe heard a chuckle.

Very pleasant, very gentle laughter.

Sheng Yuhang stood in the kitchen, looking at the weird paste in the pot, and fell into a long thought.

Judging from past experience, all the meals he cooks are edible.

At least to the extent that they won't be admitted to the hospital.

When he was very busy or free at home, Sheng Yuhang also dealt with it in the same way.

But adults can do whatever they want, but children who are growing up can’t do it, and they have to do their homework, and it’s not reasonable to go to the restaurant to order takeaway every day.

As for the meals made by him, normal people should not have much appetite after seeing them.

On this point, Sheng Yuhang is very self-aware.

It's better to deal with today first, and then pack it for the little nephew in the company cafeteria and bring it back.

Sheng Yuhang made a decision, and when he turned around, he realized that his little nephew had been missing for a long time.

He couldn't be going home with An Ziyue.

While thinking about it, Sheng Yuhang took out his mobile phone and called Anjia's driver.

Before he could dial the phone, he heard the sound of the door opening from the entrance.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw his little nephew standing at the door intact, and there seemed to be someone following behind him.

"Uncle! I just had a great understanding of heaven and earth, and my spirit has been extremely satisfied, even overflowing to the top of my body, so—" Sheng Jianghe met his uncle's gaze, and said nonsense seriously, "I decided today Stop eating!"

Sheng Yuhang glanced at his little nephew, and reminded lightly: "Wipe off the biscuit crumbs on your mouth first."

Sheng Jianghe: "..."

After frantically wiping the biscuit crumbs off his mouth, Sheng Jianghe took a step in with a face full of embarrassment, and only then gave way to the people following him.

Sheng Yuhang's gaze followed suit.

"I have already educated him well that he cannot eat alone, and that children who eat too much sweet food at night will get fat and have tooth decay!"

Xiao Chuyi explained with a serious face, and confronted the students' parents with extremely sincere eyes.

Sheng Yuhang thought it was a bit funny, so he didn't point it out, and asked, "Is there my share?"

There was some deliberate grievance in the voice, as if he was really looking forward to a biscuit as an adult.

Xiao Chuyi couldn't hold back that pretended solemn face, and smiled with a frown: "Yes."