"Is it enough? If it's not enough, I'll go and borrow some from my father," Mu Qian's voice carried a rare tenderness. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Well, that's enough, I, I'll pay you back later. Well, goodbye......"

"Bye. ”

Song Shijing took the banknote in her hand, turned around and trotted away from this side.

Mu Qian looked at her back for a while, and when she went up the slope, he shrugged his shoulders and walked back to the house with his pants pockets.

Borrow money...... Purely for the sake of the considerable profit she brought to the small shop yesterday! Absolutely not, for some other strange reason!

Well, that's right.

When I went back to the house, my father was reading the newspaper, Xiao Ling was looking down and thinking about my immature life, and my mother was working in the kitchen for breakfast......

Mu Qian was still a little strange, didn't anyone ask who that girl was? Obviously, he felt a few eyes just now.

"It's time to eat, Xiao Qian, go change your clothes. Mom urged.

"Okay," Mu Qian replied, and with a relaxed step, he hummed a little tune up the stairs.

The remaining three-quarters of the house, magically, appeared at the top of the stairs at the same time, looking up at the chin.

Dad helped his glasses: "Under what circumstances, can you be so happy to borrow money to go out?"

Xiao Ling suddenly realized again: "The fetal position is normal!"

Mom shot again, and Xiao Ling continued to cry. If you follow the train of thought just now, this must be the conclusion......

Mom sighed: "Xiaoqian came back late yesterday." ”

"Honestly, my son is almost an adult," Dad sighed with a smile.

The husband and wife looked at each other a few times and smiled knowingly.

"Husband, you should give Xiaoqian more pocket money, he is still in school, and it is not good to always go out to work. ”

"Well, you can make more food for Xiao Qian to replenish his vitality, and give him more nutrition, after all, he is still growing his body...... By the way, make me a copy too. ”

Xiao Ling tilted his head to look at the back of his parents snuggling lovingly, and his forehead was covered with small mushrooms in the shape of a question mark.

Why does my brother borrow money to increase his pocket money...... Well, don't worry about that, anyway, my brother's pocket money always has my sister's share!

Mu Qian upstairs sneered, pretending not to hear these strange words, standing in front of the closet and hesitating for a while, unexpectedly finding that he was ...... I was thinking about what to wear today.

What's the matter! Clean clothes are good!

Reaching out, he stopped at a set of jerseys and moved a few centimeters...... Moved a few centimeters......

Fifteen minutes later, Mu Qian, who was wearing the jersey, walked into the living room with his slippers on his feet.

"Ha! Is my brother going to play football today?" Xiao Ling, who was serving dinner, cheered, "My sister can go to be a cheerleader again!"

Mu Qian smiled: "Why are you so keen on refueling." ”

"Because my brother is the most handsome when he plays! Oh no, he is also very handsome when he sleeps...... Tangled, it's so handsome when playing games...... Tangled, when is my brother the most handsome. ”

It's the most handsome when you are coquettish and show a helpless smile.

"If I don't go today, I play football on such a hot day, what should I do if I suffer from heat stroke. Mu Qian rubbed her head, swiped the message with her mobile phone, and ignored the strange dozen or so missed calls.

Sitting in the fixed position of the dining chair, leaving some footprints in the dynamics of a few friends with good relations, a good day, just on the right track.

"Ahem!Xiaoqian," the stern and old-fashioned father coughed, "Summer practice is important, but don't ignore summer homework. Students should have the duty of students. ”

"It's done, don't worry, Dad. Mu Qian put his phone on the table, breakfast had been counted, and he was waiting for his mother to sit down.

"Well, that's good. ”

The father seemed to be a little speechless.

"Xiao Qian, eat more, don't be too tired. ”

Mom put a big bowl of porridge in front of Mu Qian, and touched Dad when she sat down.

And then...... Mu Qian automatically ignored the middle-aged couple who kept communicating with each other, lowered his head and began to take energy, and continued to swipe the news pushed by his mobile phone by the way.

Suddenly, the eyes of the parents fell on Xiao Ling, and Xiao Ling, who had been looking down and pretending not to see anything, trembled. She suddenly felt that her father's stern attribute and her mother's gentle attribute had become so dazzling in two gazes......

The little hand is in the lower third of the chopsticks, poking at his rice porridge, and the little face is leaning next to the bowl. "Brother~"

"What's wrong, you're not feeling well, why are you making a sheep sound?" Mu Qian looked at the phone screen and replied casually.

"Brother...... That, that's, that, the weird aunt in the morning...... Could it be my sister-in-law?"

"Ahem, ahem!"

Even if it's the strongest in the universe, it's no match for the choking rice soup.

"That's a colleague, really!"

Mother: "I look good, I look bigger than Xiaoqian, and it's not bad to hold gold bricks." ”

Dad: "Pretty good temperament." ”

"Dad, Mom," choked up, Mu Qian's complaints were all weak, "Shouldn't ordinary parents show a very angry look when they face the love problem of high school students......

"Xiao Qian is so good, of course it's okay," Mom smiled and squinted, "just don't delay your studies and future planning." ”

Dad: "And the point is, to be defensive. Ahem, even if it's a boy, he should be pure. ”

"Isn't my brother pure?" asked Xiao Ling, worried.

Mu Qian: "Children, don't talk nonsense. ”

"I'm in my third year of junior high school!"

Mom: "You can't fall in love in high school!"

"I hate it! If it weren't for my brother who always loved me, I would be so sensible! You raise your daughter like this, your daughter would have run away from home a long time ago!"

"Ah, let's eat," Mu Qian hurriedly beckoned.

I couldn't help but hold my forehead with one hand, as if I heard the sound of something collapsing.

That female demon slayer is really a trouble, although it is unintentional, but it has already brought a shock to her warm family of four.

[Human Research Report・Supplement]: Never underestimate the degree of gossip that human parents have about their children's interactions.

This one, when I go back to the room, I will write it in a notebook.

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The meeting time was set at two o'clock at the junction of noon and afternoon.

This time point was carefully selected by Song Shijing, and there is a high probability that the other party's lunch has already been eaten, and two o'clock is usually the hottest time, and the other party will definitely not be able to bear the heat and end the meeting early.

In this way, she can be above board and save only one reception fee.

"Tribulation, meditation, whew!"

Song Shijing was wearing a windbreaker and standing in the shade of the trees by the river, fortunately she didn't bring a scarf, otherwise she would have suffered from heat stroke now.

In order to thank Mu Qian, a good young man who took action in her most difficult stage, drew a sword to help, and was righteous, she decided to ...... Take him as a younger brother as soon as possible, take him to eat and drink spicy food in the future, and take him out to travel and see the world when he takes paid vacation every year.

I'm always bored in this town, and my horizons can't be broadened.

"The ......"

A shout came from the side, Song Shijing was stunned and turned her head to look over.

Even on the edge of the river, there are no pedestrians at this point in time. When she saw this ...... standing in front of her Uncle Monster with Dark Eyes......

Underneath the somewhat messy shirt was a bright red vest, shorts to the knees, and the hairy calves were carried by two big feet in slippers.

Song Shijing remembered a wise saying: Whether a man is casual or sloppy mainly depends on his appearance and hairstyle.

Slightly pulled down his sunglasses and glanced at it, this person had a lot of oil in his hair......

"Uncle, what's wrong? Oh, I'm waiting for someone, hand-to-hand combat is level 33, and you'll be disabled if you shoot. ”

"That, is Xiao Song ......?"

Chen Shaoyong raised his hand, originally wanting to scratch his head, although he was married, he was a little bad at partnering with girls, he didn't know where to start introducing himself, and he didn't prepare anything.

I can't just say what a senior agent I am, how vulgar it is.

But he was halfway through the movement of raising his hand, when he saw the long fluttering hair...... The wrist was grabbed by the girl in front of me with extremely fast movements!

Song Shijing's waist was forced, twisted, and her slender arms were blessed with a force of spiritual power.

Perfect!

Wow!

A dark shadow streaked by, and a splash splashed on the surface of the river.

Pouting slightly, Song Shijing pushed her sunglasses, continued to stand in the shade of the tree with a 'quiet time', took a tissue to wipe her hands, and naturally felt a kind of loneliness of a master.

Lots of oil.

Hmm, this guy seemed to shout just now......

Little Song?

He knew his last name, and he shouted so casually...... Song Shijing turned her head to look at the uncle who was fluttering in the river, and the corners of her beautiful mouth twitched slightly.

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