Dressed as a villain's squeamish little crying bag

After Qiu Yuning finished hanging the water, the fever seemed to subside a little, but he still felt dizzy and hot all over, and he didn't feel very good.

Zhou Mingmei said to him: "I asked you for a week of sick leave, and you can go to school after you take care of your body."

Qiu Yuning froze for a moment, then said, "Would it be too long?"

Zhou Mingmei said, "Long? I still want to take half a month of sick leave, but your class teacher won't let me."

He said, with a complaining tone, "Your head is not good, you have a fever and enteritis, so don't rush to school."

Qiu Yuning didn't tell her about this for now, and it wouldn't be too late to go back to school after he recovered.

Zhou Mingmei took him home, took him back to the room herself, added another quilt for him, and watched him lie down in the quilt before turning around and leaving.

Qiu Yuning opened his mouth and called Zhou Mingmei, "Mom."

Zhou Mingmei turned to look at him, "What's wrong?"

Qiu Yuning said softly: "Can you treat He Zhiyuan better in the future?"

Zhou Mingmei looked at him incomprehensibly, "How nice do you want me to be to him?"

Qiu Yuning said: "The room on the third floor is not good. It leaks when it rains. It's not good for him to sleep there."

Zhou Mingmei said: "It's good that I didn't let him sleep on the street. Ningning, why do you always speak for him? Are you afraid of him?"

Qiu Yuning pursed his lips and didn't speak. He was indeed afraid of him, but he was afraid of him. In fact, He Zhiyuan couldn't offend him. According to the current words, they should even hug his thigh.

But if he told Zhou Mingmei and the others what he knew, no one would believe it.

Zhou Mingmei said: "If you are afraid of him... I will pay for him to live in the school, and let him not come back, so as not to be an eyesore."

Speaking of this, Zhou Mingmei frowned, she didn't want to pay a dime for He Zhiyuan.

It is already annoying enough to raise He Zhiyuan for nothing for a year, and you still have to pay him for accommodation?Thinking of this, Zhou Mingmei became irritable. When the He family was rich, they were the first to think of finding them to take over the loser when they were down and out.

If she had given the benefits first, she wouldn't have had so much resentment. Now that she hasn't given any benefits, it's just a empty promise. How can she give He Zhiyuan any good looks.

After hearing this, Qiu Yuning quickly said, "I'm not afraid of him, I just think... I think he's very powerful. If you treat him like your son, he will treat you well."

Zhou Mingmei said: "Can I count on him? It's better to count on your brother than to count on him. That's fine, don't talk about him, it will be annoying to hear."

Qiu Yuning had no choice but to shut up.

Zhou Mingmei said: "Sleep well, the fever will subside tomorrow."

Qiu Yuning nodded obediently.

Zhou Mingmei couldn't help reaching out to touch his head. In fact, she did reach out to touch his head, but as soon as she touched his head, she realized that his head was still injured, so she quickly withdrew her hand.

"Go to sleep." After Zhou Mingmei finished speaking, she turned and left Qiu Yuning's bedroom.

Qiu Yuning sniffed and fell asleep drowsily when there was a knock on the door.

Because she was lying down, Qiu Yuning couldn't talk, so she just whispered, "Come in."

The sound insulation effect of the door is also very good. As soon as he finished speaking, the door was opened with a "click".

Qiu Yuning slightly opened his eyes, and seeing that it was He Zhiyuan, he was a little surprised and flattered, "Why are you here?"

He Zhiyuan whispered, "Come and see you."

Qiu Yuning's eyes lit up slightly, a little shy, but also a little happy, "You, you care about me?"

Under the light, he lay under the quilt and looked at He Zhiyuan with his eyes wide open, with a shy and unassuming smile on his mouth, making his little face more cute and quiet, and whispered, "Thank you for coming to see me."

He Zhiyuan glanced at him, moved a chair and sat next to him.

Qiu Yuning felt that he was looking at him with burning eyes, and the shy smile that was still on the corner of his mouth suddenly disappeared, and he began to become a little nervous.

He had shown his love and apologized, and He Zhiyuan had accepted them all. If he came here at this time, he probably wouldn't want to beat him, would he?

Qiu Yuning silently pulled up the thick quilt, covering most of her face, only showing a pair of eyes, looking at him cautiously.

He Zhiyuan leaned forward slightly, and saw that the tension in Qiu Yuning's eyes became more and more intense, and even the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

He Zhiyuan backed away slightly, and Qiu Yuning's eyelids also relaxed slightly, but the strength of his slender fingers gripping the quilt was slightly tighter, and the folds of the quilt became deeper and longer under the influence of his strength, revealing the tension in his heart .

He Zhiyuan didn't say anything, just stared at Qiu Yuning like this, in the end Qiu Yuning couldn't hold back anymore, he really couldn't stand being stared at by He Zhiyuan's penetrating eyes, he couldn't speak weaker: " Why...why are you looking at me?"

You don't really want to hit him, do you?

Thinking of this, Qiu Yuning felt a little aggrieved. He didn't target He Zhiyuan after he was discharged from the hospital. He still wanted to please him and be friends with him, but He Zhiyuan accepted his advances, but he was cold to him. , kill him", what was he thinking?

They are all the same age, why is it so difficult for He Zhiyuan to speak?

He Zhiyuan said casually, "You look good."

Qiu Yuning: "..."

He pursed his lips, knowing that He Zhiyuan's words were a joke, he knew it from his casual tone.

Qiu Yuning's eyeballs rolled around, but she didn't dare to look at He Zhiyuan, "...you look good too."

After finishing speaking, Qiu Yuning caught a glimpse of the corners of He Zhiyuan's mouth curled up in his peripheral vision, and seemed to smile, but didn't seem to, the fever blurred his vision, he wanted to take a closer look, but the smile slipped away like a fish.

"...I'm sleepy." Qiu Yuning rushed away implicitly, he couldn't resist He Zhiyuan's gaze.

But He Zhiyuan said: "Go to sleep."

Qiu Yuning opened her eyes slightly in surprise, trying to see his expression clearly, but she was too sleepy, her upper and lower eyelids seemed to be glued together, making it difficult to open them.

"I really fell asleep..." Qiu Yuning murmured, "Don't screw me secretly."

Twist is speaking in dialect, which means playing tricks.

He Zhiyuan didn't understand, but as if he understood his worry, he snorted lightly and said, "No."

After hearing this, Qiu Yuning finally felt at ease. He fell asleep very quickly, and as soon as his upper and lower eyelids touched, his consciousness became drowsy. Within 2 minutes, he fell asleep.

It's just that the presence in He Zhiyuan's eyes is too strong, and Qiu Yuning fell asleep, as if he could still feel the dark eyes staring at him intently.

Could he stare like this all night?

Qiu Yuning was still thinking like this for a second before sinking into the dream.

But it was obviously impossible, Qiu Yuning woke up early, and when he woke up after twelve o'clock, He Zhiyuan had already disappeared.

Qiu Yuning turned on the night light next to the bed, wanted to drink water, propped himself up to carry the water that Zhou Mingmei poured for him, and when he was about to drink, his eyes fell on a crumpled paper crane next to the water glass.

Qiu Yuning was taken aback for a moment, and soon realized that this paper crane might have been folded by He Zhiyuan.

He coughed, stretched out his arms from under the quilt, grabbed the crumpled paper crane in his palm, looked carefully under the dim light of the night light, and his heart warmed up.

Isn't the meaning of thousand paper cranes a blessing?

He Zhiyuan didn't want to screw him, but wanted him to get better as soon as possible?

Qiu Yuning felt happy, the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously, and then he habitually lowered the corners of his mouth, pursing his smile slightly.

He got up, put the paper crane into the moon cake box, and put the box on the cabinet.

This is already a small progress.

Qiu Yuning thought.

He returned to the bed, turned off the night light, and fell asleep again.

When he woke up the next day, Qiu Xuning's fever subsided, but he still had a bit of enteritis. Zhou Mingjuan took him to the hospital for another water test. It is estimated that his problems will be cured once he is hung up again.

Qiu Yuning had nothing to do at home, so he couldn't help but want to clean up. When he was at home, he did these things. Ms. Qiu Yanru was seriously obsessed with cleanliness and refused to let the cleaning staff into the house, but she was very busy and often He came back very late, so Qiu Yuning did all the housework when he had time after studying.

He is very comfortable in doing these things, and his cleanliness is not as serious as hers.

When Zhou Mingmei came back from shopping, she saw him mopping the floor, and she froze in place. Her mood was extremely complicated, and she repeatedly said to herself that it was a good thing for her youngest son, but after thinking about it, she was so soft-tempered and so self-conscious. If you do these things, you will not be trampled under your feet when you marry a wife in the future?

Thinking about it this way, she didn't feel happy at all. She hoped that her son would be able to suppress his wife instead of being suppressed by his wife. These things should not be done by men, which made her feel unmotivated.

Thinking of this, Zhou Mingmei pulled her face down, and said to Qiu Yuning: "What are you dragging, don't drag, put it down quickly."

Hearing her voice, Qiu Yuning also noticed the displeasure in her tone, put down the mop nervously, stood aside with her fingers pinched, glanced at Zhou Mingmei, lowered her eyes quickly, and whispered: "I want to help you Do something so you won't be so tired."

Hearing what he said, Zhou Mingmei felt a lot more relieved. Her face relaxed and her tone became gentle, "Why am I tired? I'm not tired at all. Put it down and let that guy surnamed He procrastinate."

Qiu Yuning stared at the mop, coughed, and said, "But isn't he unable to mop it clean?"

Zhou Mingmei said: "That's not true, he mopped it pretty clean, but I can't say he mopped it clean."

"..." Qiu Yuning couldn't help but glanced at her. He wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to say it. He doesn't even have the consciousness of being a son of man now, so what right does he have to say about her?

Qiu Yuning knew that he probably wouldn't be able to go back. If he did, he would have been able to go back a long time ago, and he wouldn't be able to open his eyes to a strange world every day. He should get used to it.

It's just that although Zhou Mingmei was called "Mom" at the beginning, she still hasn't gotten used to it and can't substitute herself into the real "Qiu Yuning". She treats these "family members" with a layer of alienation after all, and there is no way to get close quickly.

Therefore, Qiu Yuning felt that many things were wrong, but he couldn't say anything about them.

"Mom, let me mop the floor for you, and I can mop the floor too." Qiu Yuning glanced at her again, pursed her lips, and said in a low voice: "I want to be filial to you, and I want to help you do things. I want to tell you that you have raised me for so many years, you have worked hard, and I want to thank you."

Zhou Mingmei was slightly startled, and said, "I'm your mother, so why be so polite?"

Qiu Yuning said word by word: "I am grateful from the bottom of my heart, I think my mother is great."

Zhou Mingmei's face turned red slightly. Although these words were disgusting, she could feel the sincerity in Qiu Yuning's words.

Chinese families seldom express this kind of feeling outright, they are more willing to do it and express it with their own actions. The words Qiu Yuning said are grotesque, but there is no parent in the world who is not willing to listen to it. In her heart For a while, I thought that this son was not raised in vain, and I thought that I had no ambition just now, but now it is all because the son has filial piety.

Most Chinese families want to raise their sons for old age. In such a small border town, the Qiu family is no exception. In Zhou Mingmei's opinion, the eldest son is idle, and they have to raise him for a lifetime, and they don't expect him to raise them. The son is capable, smart and clever. At the time of elementary school, there was no place to boast about. While Zhou Mingmei was proud, she also put the rest of her life on her youngest son.

Only now did she really feel the joy of blossoming and bearing fruits.

It is another sense of steadfastness to raise a child and return to raising a child with filial piety.

Zhou Mingmei felt very relieved, her face was almost flushed, "Then you procrastinate, if you are tired, just put it down, there is no need to procrastinate here every day."

Qiu Yuning nodded, looked at Zhou Mingmei's face, and while she was happy, said in a low voice, "Mom, I have something to ask you for."

At this time, Zhou Mingmei looked at him with more loving eyes, "What is it, tell me."

Qiu Yuning squeezed her fingers and whispered, "Can you treat He Zhiyuan better? I heard that he is studying in No. [-] Middle School. I want to ask him to get the study materials for No. [-] Middle School."

After hearing this, Zhou Mingmei finally understood Qiu Yuning's behavior of helping He Zhiyuan in the past few days, "Why don't you just let him give that kind of thing? If he doesn't, I'll ask your father to drive him out."

Qiu Yuning said seriously: "Giving voluntarily is different from being perfunctory. We treat him better and ask him to help more. If I don't pass the exam, can I still contact that lawyer and ask him to help me out?" Enter No. [-] Middle School through the back door?"

Zhou Mingmei really didn't expect this possibility. She was very confident in Qiu Yuning, "How could you not pass the exam?"

She disagreed with his statement.

Qiu Yuning said: "In case I get sick that day..."

Zhou Mingmei interrupted him, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Qiu Yuning looked at her carefully, but now he dared to look directly at Zhou Mingmei, "Then..."

Zhou Mingmei frowned and said, "Okay, I see."

Qiu Yuning said: "Then let him move down? Just sleep in the room before."

Although it is small, it is bigger than that utility room.

Zhou Mingmei said irritably, "I listen to you."

Qiu Yuning breathed a sigh of relief, pursed his lips and smiled.

The words he said to He Zhiyuan were not just casually, look, he did it.

Although the lie was lame, Zhou Ming believed it.

At this moment, Qiu Yuning realized that if he wanted the Qiu family and He Zhiyuan to get along well, he seemed to be the link.

In that case, it is very important to have a good relationship with He Zhiyuan.

He squeezed his fists, his eyes gradually became firmer, he must get along well with He Zhiyuan, starting with becoming friends.