Dressed as a villain's squeamish little crying bag

Before Zhou Mingmei and the others came back, Qiu Yuning planned to make some food for He Zhiyuan.

"You know how to cook?" He Zhiyuan entered the kitchen with him, leaning against the kitchen door, looking at Qiu Yuning.

"I know a little bit." Qiu Yuning fumbled for the gas stove, turned on the gas, looked at the blue-green flame, and muttered, "I just know how to make noodles."

Because Ms. Qiu Yanru is always very busy, for a while he took care of the dinner by himself, but he didn't cook too complicated. He just fried an egg and served noodles. Practice makes perfect, and the noodles he made taste good.

But he suddenly remembered, turned his head and asked He Zhiyuan: "Do you eat noodles?"

"Do I have anything to choose now?" He Zhiyuan said lightly, he half closed his eyes, his eyes fell on Qiu Yuning's pink rabbit slippers, and he didn't know what he thought of, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Don't say that, if you want to eat something else, um... I can make it too, but the taste may not be very good." Qiu Yuning said shyly, "What about claypot rice? Or eat claypot rice?"

He Zhiyuan said, "Noodles."

Qiu Yuning asked: "Would you like to add an egg?"

"Well, I'm not picky about food." He Zhiyuan said, "But I hate celery and coriander."

Qiu Yuning looked back at him in surprise, met his gaze, then quickly turned away and smiled softly, "I like to eat celery and coriander."

His laughter was very soft, as if he was saying to He Zhiyuan: "Why don't you like eating celery and coriander?"

He Zhiyuan didn't speak.

When he stayed with Qiu Yuning, he could gradually feel the relaxed harmony. Even though he never said it, he no longer prevented Qiu Yuning from approaching him.

He Zhiyuan watched him put on an apron, wash the pot with a little clumsy hands and feet, then cook noodles and fry eggs.

After a while, two bowls of delicious egg noodles came out of the pan.

The appearance of the egg noodles is very good, the eggs are fried golden, it looks very tender and delicious.

Qiu Yuning's hands were tender. After filling the noodles, the rim of the bowl was very hot. He couldn't lift it up, so he had to turn his head to look at He Zhiyuan, "Can you take it out for me?"

He Zhiyuan came over and brought the two bowls of noodles to the table.

Qiu Yuning sat on the chair and looked at He Zhiyuan expectantly, "How about you try it?"

He Zhiyuan picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Qiu Yuning asked.

"It's delicious." He Zhiyuan said.

Qiu Yuning said: "I can only make noodles, and I don't know much about others." Then, he paused again, and the corners of his mouth curved up a little, "My mother said that I make noodles very well. eat."

Ms. Qiu Yanru has a very picky mouth and rarely praises others. She never expected to praise him for a bowl of noodles. Because of this, Qiu Yuning has more confidence in her noodle making skills than she has learned.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another movement on the stairs. He turned his head slightly and saw that it was Qiu Shuohai who came down.

"What are you doing?" Seeing that He Zhiyuan was there, Qiu Shuohai showed a disappointed expression on his face. He walked over and his eyes fell on the noodles on the table, a little surprised, "Who made the noodles?"

Qiu Yuning didn't speak. He was bullied by Qiu Shuohai just now, and his emotions haven't subsided yet. Now he doesn't want to talk to Qiu Shuohai at all.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Qiu Shuohai immediately pulled his face down, but immediately, the corners of his mouth curled up again, showing a smile. He sat beside Qiu Yuning, grabbed the chopsticks in his hand, and said, "It just so happens that I I'm hungry, let me eat."

Qiu Yuning was robbed of his chopsticks, straightened his lips, and pushed the noodle bowl in front of Qiu Shuohai, "You, you eat."

"You don't want it anymore?" Qiu Shuohai asked.

Qiu Yuning lowered his head and said nothing, waited for a few seconds, then stood up, walked around the table, and sat down beside He Zhiyuan.

He Zhiyuan didn't eat any more noodles, and slightly opened his eyelids, looking at Qiu Shuohai.

Seeing Qiu Yuning like this, Qiu Shuohai lost interest immediately, put it down after taking a few mouthfuls of noodles, and said, "I can't eat any more, take it, and eat by yourself."

Qiu Yuning said, "I won't eat."

Qiu Shuohai frowned, his face was ugly, "What? You still despise me? I don't despise you, but you still despise me?"

"...No." Qiu Yuning lowered his eyes and whispered, "I'm not hungry now."

Qiu Shuohai's eyes fell on He Zhiyuan, and he suddenly laughed, "When did you play well with He Zhiyuan? Do you still eat noodles with him?"

Qiu Yuning didn't speak, and Qiu Shuohai was not in a hurry, he looked at him, then at He Zhiyuan, and said, "The noodles taste good, did you make them?"

He Zhiyuan didn't answer him, Qiu Shuohai's face became stinky, and he muttered: "Damn, why are you still so fucking with plain rice? Didn't you hear me talking to you?"

Afraid that the two of them would fight, Qiu Yuning quickly said, "He just doesn't like to talk, and it's not like you don't know."

Qiu Shuohai said: "Don't interrupt!"

He stood up, walked to He Zhiyuan's side, and said, "I've wanted to talk to you for a long time. My house is not a garbage dump. Want to eat and drink for free at my house? We don't have the money to do this kind of charity. Isn't your tuition fee the same as yours?" Does that lawyer want it? You call him again and ask him to give you another tens of thousands, or I will drive you out, anyway, my parents don’t like you, and everyone will be happy without you.”

Qiu Yuning became anxious, "Brother, don't say such things again."

Qiu Shuohai said: "What's the matter, you still speak for him? He bribed you by making you a bowl of noodles to eat? You are so easy to coax, why do you cry when I coax you?? You are like an enemy to me, you what happened?"

Qiu Yuning was startled by his fierce tone, "I, I didn't!"

"You didn't? I cried every time I hugged you, and even sued my parents, and said no, I don't think you think of me as an older brother!" Qiu Shuohai pulled Qiu Yuning away, "Let's go, I'll settle the score with you later, I have to have a good talk with him today."

Qiu Yuning was pulled aside by him, and seeing Qiu Shuohai's stance about having sex with He Zhiyuan, he shouted loudly: "Don't make trouble, and if you make trouble again, I'll tell mom!"

Qiu Shuohai turned to look at him, "What's wrong with me? Tell me, what's wrong with me?"

Qiu Yuning's face turned red, and after a while, she said, "I want to tell my mother, you hit me."

Qiu Shuohai's face changed, "Where did I hit you?"

Qiu Yuning blushed and his neck was red, his eyes glistened when he looked at Qiu Shuohai, and he said loudly: "If you make trouble again, I will say you hit me, even if you didn't hit me, I will say you hit me."

"..." Qiu Shuohai's face was ugly, staring at Qiu Yuning's eyes as if he wanted to eat people, he said loudly, "Are you sick?"

Under his gaze, Qiu Yuning's eyes were red. He sniffled and said in a low voice, "I'm just sick. If you keep making trouble and bullying me, I'll tell mom and dad."

But after finishing speaking, he mustered up his courage again, tried to look Qiu Shuohai in the eyes, raised his voice, and said stumblingly: "I will really do this. As long as you don't listen to me, I will file a complaint. I will deliberately I was poor in the exam, and then told my parents that it was you who bullied me that made me fail in the exam."

Qiu Shuohai was full of anger, "Damn, you are amazing! Are you not afraid that I will tell them that you are lying?"

Qiu Yuning paused for a moment, turned his face away, and said, "Anyway... Anyway, they must believe me, not you."

Qiu Shuohai loves to lie, and the whole family knows it. Even if the evidence for what he did is solid, he will always argue that he didn't do it. It is a negative number in the hearts of the whole family.

Qiu Shuohai also understood this in his heart, he gave Qiu Yuning an aggrieved look, and muttered, "Forget it, you're capable, I can't control you anymore, you don't even think of me as a brother."

He glared at Qiu Yuning, turned around and kicked He Zhiyuan's chair before turning and leaving.

It could be seen that he was very annoyed, and when he went up, Qiu Yuning could still hear him slamming the door hard.

Qiu Yuning took a few deep breaths, touched her hot face, walked around the table, and sat back on the chair.

The author has something to say: the crow that Gong said before is black is a paradox, and the orz that Gong used to joke with Shou is that the knowledge is too cold and there is no point in laughing (no)

ps. Some people say that Shou is too short, he is only 16 years old, and he can still grow taller. I see many people develop late, and they only start smoking at the age of seventeen or eighteen. Shou grows taller, becomes outstanding and shines under Gong's nose Isn't it a beautiful thing orz