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'At the beginning, he chased people like a dog, but now he is ugly after sleeping. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo’

After Quan Yan heard He Zhi's angry roar, the first reaction in his mind actually came up with such a sentence.

She thought she must be crazy.

Fortunately, He Zhi fell to the ground and fell asleep after roaring, otherwise Quan Yan would definitely take out a scalpel and turn him into a white bone spirit piece by piece.

Quan Yan hatefully raised his foot and kicked him four or five times, and his heart was a little relieved. She stared at him condescendingly for a long time, her dark shadow covered his eyes, she didn't wake him up again, her head twisted, turned off the light and went straight to the room to sleep, not even a blanket to give him.

He Zhi slept until he was woken up in the early hours of the morning, just when the aunt of the new home committee came to knock on the door, "Comrade Xiaohe, the heating has been overhauled in the past two days, and I am afraid that the heating will be suspended in the past two days." ”

He slept with a confused face, his hair messy with teeth and claws.

"Okay, go back quickly, it's cold outside. Xiaohe is not an aunt meddling, but your daughter-in-law is also pregnant with your child, you smell the smell of your wine, don't you know how to pay attention! When you move to us, we are family. Don't take it to heart when I speak directly, if you don't like to hear it, treat it as if your aunt didn't say it. Under the disdainful eyes of the aunt of the neighborhood committee, He Zhi closed the door and returned to the living room.

"Tsk, it's broken. He sat on the couch, rubbing his cheeks in pain, sniffing, and feeling like he was a little stuffy.

Yu Guang glanced at the discarded needle in the trash can, He Zhi's ass tightened, his eyes went black, and he collapsed sideways on the sofa.

He Zhi, who slept until he was drowsy, was woken up by the little fat man, "Uncle is up!

Quan Yan threw the freshly used syringe into the trash can again, fortunately He Zhi had just woken up, otherwise he might have fainted again.

The little fat man held the bowl and gnawed on the pig's trotters left over from yesterday, and the greasy little pig's trotters were pasted on He Zhi's stubble chin.

"Hurry up!"

He Zhi moved, originally just wanted to turn over and adjust his posture, but the slight tingling on the gluteus maximus had to make He Zhi stiff: "You gave me an injection again?"

Quan Yan was too lazy to look at He Zhi's stupid face that wanted to cry without tears.

"Shame!" the little fat man despised him while gnawing on the pig's trotters, "He Zhi!

He Zhi was annoyed and embarrassed, stretched out his hand and flicked his brain, making the little fat man so angry that he got up and ran to Quan Yan to complain, "Auntie, if he is disobedient, you can give him two more injections! No, ten injections! One hundred injections!"

He Zhi's feet fell on the slippers, his expression stiffened and he reached out to rub his glutes, and his tone was cold, "You little bastard little white-eyed wolf, Lao Tzu raised you so white and fat, and you still have a hundred injections?" Why don't you let your aunt poison me directly?"

The little fat man glared at him and continued to gnaw on the pig's trotters, Quan Yan didn't even look at him, and directly packed up the medicine box and turned around to go to the study.

He Zhi looked at Quan Yan's back inexplicably, turned his head and asked Quan Xin, who was eating attentively: "What's wrong with your aunt? Why don't you ignore me again?" Why doesn't she take care of me all day long?"

The little fat man snorted twice and helped him solve the problem: "Are you making her angry again?!"

He Zhi shook his head blankly, "I've been quite honest lately." ”

The little fat man thought for a while, and then asked him, "Are you disobedient?!"

"Uh......" He Zhi was so ashamed of the little fat man's guess that he couldn't say anything to refute it.

"Hezhi you're really finished!"

The little fat man jumped off the couch, grimaced at him with the bowl, and ran to the study.

He Zhi also wanted to follow, but he was afraid that the banquet would be unhappy, and he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't go.

Tsk, that's hard.

He hesitated, not knowing whether to go or not.

After a while, the little fat man ran out again, he tiptoed to put the oil-stained twisted bowl on the table, and the oily little pig's trotters rubbed against his clothes, and then ran to He Zhi again. "Uncle, it's time for us to have lunch, I want to eat spicy cabbage at noon today, as well as cucumbers, meat buns with wood, braised chicken feet with wood, sweet and sour pork ribs with wood?"

He Zhi could hear it, he ran in just now, and Quan Yan must have ordered him something. With his urine nature, it is absolutely impossible for this little fat man to eat pure vegetables, I am afraid that the first two are ordered by Quan Yan, and the last three are what he wants to eat.

"You've eaten two pig's trotters! No! Only Chinese cabbage and cucumbers!"

"Why are you so picky, why are you so hungry and thin!" The little fat man was not convinced, waiting for the two clear big eyes, pinching his waist and squeezing him.

"Hey, you little bastard, who did you learn the accent from, Lao Tzu or your aunt taught you Northeast dialect! Look at your tune, eight donkeys may not be able to give you back. He Zhi was quite puzzled, he and Quan Yan both had normal accents, why did the little fat man smell like a big northeast ballast? When he woke him up in the morning, he felt that the taste was wrong, and after listening to it for a long time, he really had a bad taste.

The little fat man shouted to him: "What's wrong with the Northeast dialect?! The children in our class count my Northeast dialect the most!"

"What's going on in your class?" "You don't study Russian these days, but you have changed to the Northeast Dajiaozi? Although the Soviet Union is quite close in the northeast, it is not like this, is it not like this?

"Hmph! Our teacher Dagang is talking like this!"

"Teacher Dagang, what did he teach you?"

"Teach us Russian!

"When did you change the head teacher? Why don't I know?" He Zhi's mind was a mess, and he felt that the old wine he drank last night was not a matter of one or two days.

Speaking of this, the little fat man was even more angry, he crossed his arms, and glanced his big head to the side angrily, and the oil stains on his stomach had covered half of his clothes in a large area.

"What's wrong?" He Zhi squatted on the ground and poked the little fat man's head.

The little fat man snorted again, and simply turned around and turned his back to He Zhi.

"Isn't it what's wrong? You let the children bully you again? So why did your Uncle Dachang stay at home for the past two days and take you to practice martial arts next week?"

The little fat man secretly glanced at him and asked him, "Are you really taking me there?"

He Zhi black line, this little fat man's question is too direct, even if the image of his wife who rakes his ears is already well-known, can't he save some face for him as a little child!

"You lied to me!" the little fat man who didn't get a clear answer from He Zhi was furious.

"No, no, go, go, can't you go, my little ancestor?"

Only then did the little fat man really turn around, he threw his head into his arms, hugged his neck, and asked He Zhi in a muffled voice: "Do you don't want me anymore?"

He Zhi's heart stopped for a moment, and he smiled bitterly: "How come?"

"But you didn't go to see me off after school started, and you didn't take me home after school (◣д◢). ”

He Zhi stretched out his hand, paused, and still touched his furry head, "No, I won't want you." ”

The little fat man cried, and he said in his ear, "Uncle, let me tell you a secret, don't tell your aunt." ”

He Zhi promised him.

"I know my daddy doesn't like me, and my mommy doesn't want me anymore. They gave me to my aunt, and they didn't want me anymore. But if you don't want me, then my aunt and I won't have anyone to ask for it, because my aunt won't have any more poop and hemp, and the two of us are children that no one wants. ”

The little fat man is extremely psychologically sensitive, his father's long-term alcoholism and his mother's remarriage and abandonment did not let him tell his little secret, he is a strong little boy. Even if he followed his aunt, who had only met once, to a foreign ancestral home, he had no heart trauma except for crying for a while. After crying, he is still optimistic about life, and he lives a leisurely and heartless life. Only He Zhi's recent abnormal performance made the little fat man begin to worry about revealing his heart to him - He Zhi's nose was a little sour.

The movement of his hand stopped in the air, and he tugged at the corners of his stiff mouth, and he said, "No." I won't want you, I won't want the little fat man, and I won't leave your aunt behind. ”

"Don't lie to me, don't make your aunt angry anymore, you must talk and count!" The little fat man stared at him with big eyes of hope and a look of expectation.

"Hmm. He Zhi pressed the little fat man's head in his arms, "I won't lie to you, and I won't make her angry." ”