no way

Chapter 5 The flirtatious eyes can turn into butterflies and fly 8 laps

"What? What the hell? What Kibo Island?" Tang Fuxing was confused by the foreign name for a while, and suddenly squinted and scolded, "You can pull barren down?"

"Shut up." Zhang Cong poked the eggs in his bowl and threw them into Tang Fuxing's bowl.

Tang Fuxing naturally despised his bribe: "Zhang Cong, can you speak humanly? What do you mean?"

"Then can you speak human language?" Zhang Cong had a cold face, his expression paralyzed.

"You don't believe me?" Tang Fuxing still stubbornly stepped forward, he rolled up his sleeves, his gesture was filled with righteous indignation and eager to try, "You wait, I'll go home and give it to you... ouch!"

Zhang Cong kicked him violently under the table, causing the table to shake, and two drops of soup spilled from Tang Fuxing's noodle bowl.

Zhang Cong sighed: "Why are you as stupid as a pig out of the slaughter now? Stealing your mother's money, if you get bored, just tell me, and I promise to act quickly and ruthlessly."

Tang Fuxing stared at him for a while, and when he wanted to open his mouth again, Zhang Cong pointed out, "You, shut up, and leave my business alone."

After Zhang Cong scolded, he wiped his mouth with a tissue, stood up, and was about to turn around and leave when Tang Fuxing said, "Hey, Zhang Cong, change into thermal pants."

"..." Zhang Cong turned to look at him helplessly.

Tang Fuxing hurriedly said again: "Is the wound on the top of your eyebrow almost healed? It's been a month, don't block it, cut off your bangs soon, it's too uncomfortable to look at, Cyclops."

Zhang Cong gestured his middle finger to Tang Fuxing, and finally smiled: "Go to hell."

Tang Fuxing was also happy.

The two walked out of the noodle shop side by side. Zhang Cong took out a lollipop from his pocket, tore it open and stuffed it into his mouth, then stuffed the candy wrapper into Tang Fuxing's pocket, and said, "Go back to class in the afternoon. Hide Huang Liang." That group of people, the whole school knows that you have a good relationship with me, so they won't directly trouble you, anyway, you should stay away. So is Liu Enming."

"What about you, not going back to school?" Tang Fuxing asked.

"No." Zhang Cong narrowed his eyes, staring at the bus that had just stopped at the station in front of him and drove out slowly.

"Then you...go to the hospital?" Tang Fuxing asked again cautiously.

Zhang Cong turned his head to look at him, Tang Fuxing shut up immediately, he shrank his neck, turned his head and walked to the school.

Zhang Cong sighed when he saw him dragging his whole body away a little bit.

Tang Fuxing looks like a spinning top, and his heart is probably also a spinning top. This grandson has no ability to fart, so he will turn around all day long, worrying blindly.

Zhang Cong reached out to touch the envelope in his pocket, hesitated for a moment, and took out a hundred from it.

He exhaled a breath of white air, his eyes turned around, and he caught a barber shop.

Zhang Cong crossed the road, opened the door and went in, sat down on the nearest chair, and said to the barber who came over, "Bancun."

As soon as Yan Jianghe entered the door, he was overwhelmed by the warm aroma, so he hurried to the kitchen and asked his mother, "Mom, what are you eating today?"

"Dumplings." Zhou Pingnan held a colander in his hand, picking up the delicate willow leaf eyebrows tattooed when he was young, "Isn't it snowing, I just want to eat dumplings."

Seeing the dumplings floating up in the pot, Yan Jianghe quickly pulled out a pair of chopsticks from one side, and put one in his mouth.He was half dead from the scalding, gasping in his mouth, chewing and saying, "Mmm, it's delicious, it's cabbage."

Zhou Pingnan immediately put his foot on Yan Jianghe's leg, and scolded his son: "Are you ready? You eat such hot food after pouring in the wind outside, and your stomach doesn't want it anymore? Steal it? Yan Jianghe, are you shameless? Two Are both faces thrown into the dog's stomach?"

Yan Jianghe's mouth is basically inherited from Zhou Pingnan to a certain extent, and when he curses, his words can be twisted.However, Qing was born out of blue and was better than blue. Yan Jianghe not only knew how to scold, but also evolved to pretend to be deaf and dumb when he was scolded.

Zhou Pingnan questioned his back: "Why did I give birth to you, you bastard?"

Cousin Zhou Qian was sitting in the living room, laughing happily, seeing Yan Jianghe approaching, she said with a smile, "You've been scolded again for looking for trouble as soon as you come back."

The door of the kitchen was not closed, and the house of Yan Jianghe's parents was not big, the heat from the kitchen came out with a fragrance, and the laughter and cursing on the package filled the room with warmth.

"Where's my dad? By the way, where's Little Hanghang? Why didn't you see him when he entered the door?" Yan Jianghe smiled.

"Your father went down to buy wine." Zhou Qian said, "Little Hanghang is in the house."

"You are the mother, you let such a small child stay in the house by herself." Yan Jianghe curled his lips and hurried into the house.

Ning Hanghang is not very old, but he is particularly annoying. A little bit of a girl can lift the roof off if you don't pay attention.

When Yan Jianghe opened the door, he saw Ning Hanghang lying on the window sill, looking at a snow-white poodle.This VIP was raised by Zhou Pingnan, and Yan Jianghe named him Yan Laicai.

Yan Laicai stared at Ning Hang Hang with his black bean eyes, and listened to Ning Hang Hang open his mouth and slowly perform the Qiong Yao drama, with a milky voice: "You are the wind, I am the sand, lingering, to the end of the world. "

This affectionate look at each other is beautifully played.

Yan Jianghe walked over, pinched Ning Hanghang down with one arm, and cursed: "Tianya, what a fart, the little girl is lying on the window sill, what should I do if I fell off?"

He just hugged Ning Hanghang out of the house, Yan Laicai let out a "humph", jumped down, rubbed against Yan Jianghe's feet, and followed him out.

"Are you holding the baby?" Zhou Qian stood up and quickly took over Ning Hanghang. The girl was surrounded by her uncle's single arm, with her head down.

It's a pity that the girl Ninghanghang doesn't know good and bad, and she doesn't deserve to be loved by others. She flaunts her teeth and claws and wants to climb on Yan Jianghe again: "Don't want mother, uncle, uncle!"

Yan Jiang He Dengshi's nose is not nose and eyes are not eyes, he said impatiently: "It's so annoying."

He cursed, but still picked up Ning Hanghang with one hand and put it on his lap.

"Oh." Zhou Qian quickly turned her head and picked up Yan Laicai who was on the ground, trying to comfort herself.

At this time, Zhou Pingnan came out of the kitchen with a plate of dumplings: "What are you doing? You are blind or handicapped, hurry up and serve the plate."

"Yan Jianghe, you hold her tightly! Hang Hang is about to roll off your lap! And Zhou Qian, what are you doing holding Yan Laicai after dinner!"

"Hey, I knew it was a mistake to go home." Yan Jianghe frowned, "It's so annoying."

Ning Hanghang slapped the corner of his mouth: "Uncle is smiling, uncle is happy!"

"..." Yan Jianghe rubbed her head, "Little man."

When the dumplings were ready, my father came back with wine.

The table is steaming hot, there are old and young, very harmonious.Yan Jianghe was afraid that he would be called to help by the hospital, so he didn't drink.The Department of Thoracic Surgery is full of emergencies all day long, and he has to wind up the clock anytime and anywhere.

"Why do I feel that Jiang He has lost weight during this time?" Yan Tao said after taking a sip of wine.

"Oh dad, I've lost weight." Yan Jianghe smiled, put a dumpling for Ninghanghang and put it in a bowl, and even got a spoon to crush it.

Zhou Qian looked at him: "The chin is a bit sharp."

"That's not true. He's rambunctious all day long." Zhou Pingnan said, "Not four or six."

"Why don't I miss April or Six, the hospital is so busy." Yan Jianghe still smiled, "Dad, you know."

Yan Tao was a knife in thoracic surgery before. He retired a few years ago when his hands became unstable.

Yan Tao nodded: "Indeed, chest..."

"Both of you shut up." Zhou Pingnan said, "Yan Jianghe, stop pretending to be confused for me, you know what I'm asking, Yun Lei has been back for three or four years, what do you mean?"

"Mom, good horses don't turn back." Yan Jianghe said quickly, "Can you stop being a pimp, Yun Lei and I have been separated for so many years."

"What's wrong with the breakup?" Zhou Pingnan glared at him, "You brought Yun Lei back in your third year of high school, stood in the living room and confidently said that she was your goddess..."

"Hey, heroes don't mention their bravery." Yan Jianghe interjected.

"It's fine if you don't reconcile with Yun Lei. Next weekend, go on a blind date with me." Zhou Pingnan said.

"...Would you dare to wait for me here after a long circle?" Yan Jianghe was happy, and his tone softened, "Let's forget about the blind date. I will be on duty next weekend, and the hospital is so busy."

Zhou Pingnan: "..."

Seeing that Zhou Pingnan was going to be unhappy, Zhou Qian hurried out to smooth things over: "Guy, don't worry, there are so many Jiang."

"That's right, he will be thirty in two years. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings." Yan Tao also said.

Zhou Pingnan ate a dumpling: "That's almost thirty."

Yan Jianghe was really thick-skinned, as if he didn't understand the meaning of Zhou Pingnan's words, and said, "Yes, he's almost thirty, and he's still so handsome."

Zhou Pingnan was so angry that he threw a dumpling on the ground to feed Yan Laicai.

Yan Jianghe was a young man who was poor because of his good-looking skin, and he refused to learn well.

He was a fool before the third year of high school. In order to write love letters to girls, he bought a fancy book and put it in his bag. The winks he threw could turn into butterflies and fly around the school eight times.

Until the third year of high school, he met Yun Lei.Yun Lei has a good family background, and her biological father is the director of the Education Bureau, but this young lady is neither arrogant nor impatient, she is beautiful and has a gentle personality, and she is good at studying.

Why didn't Yan Jiang burn some high incense, and Yun Lei actually agreed to be with him after a ignorant pursuit.

Back then, Yan Jianghe dragged Yun Lei into the house and confessed his love to his parents, saying that she was his goddess, which made Yun Lei blush. From then on, Yan Jianghe seemed to be on the hook, and his grades improved by leaps and bounds to enter the medical university.

And Yun Lei went to study abroad.But within a few years, the two broke up.Yun Lei returned from studying abroad three and a half years ago, and she actually wanted to rekindle the old relationship with Yan Jianghe, but Yan Jianghe became a stubborn donkey, and ignored people.

Zhou Pingnan always felt that Yan Jianghe still had Yun Lei in his heart. Otherwise, he hadn't seen anyone serious in the past few years. The blind date is also pushing if you can, and making up if you can't. The eight horse-drawn horses refused to come back to life as if they didn't look back, which made people very anxious.

Ning Hanghang ate the dumpling that Yan Jianghe had smashed for him bit by bit, smiling broadly on his little face.

Yan Jianghe pressed down the clump of hair on the little girl's head, and grabbed it again with his hands, almost choking on laughter.

Zhou Qian: "..."

Her younger brother is really confusing. Sometimes he is meticulous, but sometimes he looks like a psychopath, who can kill people in every way.

Yan Jianghe enjoyed a meal of dumplings.He ate and drank enough, in order to avoid his mother's nagging, he didn't close the table or wash the dishes, he kissed Ning Hang Hang on the cheek like a grandfather, and hurried away.

Probably because he just came out of the house, he was wrapped in warmth, and the time spent waiting for the car was not exhausted.So Yan Jianghe broke out in sweat when he squeezed into the bus that was comparable to a can of sardines.

The collar of the sweater was sticking to his neck, which was very uncomfortable. Yan Jianghe turned his neck, and his eyes caught a glimpse of someone by chance.

The lower body/body is blocked and I can't see clearly, but the rivet jacket on the upper body is very familiar, so I look at this dress, this person is very like the little turtle who threw a lollipop on his pants/crotch.

Yan Jianghe glanced up at his head again, it wasn't Shamate, but a reform-through-labour prisoner.He was not sure again.Just the next second, he saw the prisoner's hand stretched out, and it seemed that he wanted to reach into the coat pocket of a man in front of him.