The large round porcelain bowl was filled with cold noodles, shredded cucumbers, coriander, a pinch of shredded beef and half a hard-boiled egg. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Meimei leaned around the bowl and drank the soup, which was cold, sweet and sour, as if there was a fruity taste of oranges and apples.

Shi Yang handed the broken chopsticks to Zhao Meimei: "Eat." ”

Zhao Meimei ate cold noodles for the first time, and used to eat her mother's noodles at home, the cold noodles are chewy, and they are fun to look at, and they are delicious.

Zhao Meimei sighed and ate a few bites, and when she got a cucumber strip in her mouth, she frowned, reached out and took it out of her mouth and put it on the table.

Shi Yang glanced at it and said, "Why don't you eat cucumbers?" ”

Zhao Meimei swept her thin eyelids, pursed her lips, and had a disgusted expression: "Cucumbers are not delicious." ”

Shi Yang glanced at the layer of cucumber shreds floating in her bowl, consciously took all the chopsticks into his bowl, and said while clipping: "Now is the time for you to grow your body, it's not good to be picky eaters." ”

Zhao Meimei stuck out her tongue: "Is cucumber nutritious?" It's all water. ”

Zhao Meimei hates cucumbers the most, and their kindergarten teachers will give them cucumber persimmons chilled with cold water when the summer is the hottest to relieve them.

From the beginning of summer until the cucumber persimmon was off the shelf, Zhao Meimei thought it was delicious at first, but then after eating too much, she got tired of it, and she didn't want to eat it when she saw cucumbers and persimmons.

After eating, Shi Yang asked Zhao Meimei: "Are you full?" ”

Zhao Meimei ate half a bowl of cold noodles, drank a stomach of soup, burped, and nodded: "I'm full." ”

Shi Yang went to check out and took Zhao Meimei and Qu Zong beyond the hotel.

Qu Zongchao rubbed his stomach: "It's okay in the afternoon, go to my house to play games?" ”

Qu Zongchao was talking about the game hall near his house, Shi Yang glanced at Zhao Meimei and hesitated.

When Zhao Meimei heard that she was going to play, she hurriedly dragged Shi Yang: "I'll go too, take me one." ”

Qu Zongchao helped to intercede: "Isn't there a fruit machine?" Let Meimei play that. ”

Shi Yang was busy with his homework before school started, and his hands were really itchy, so he turned his head and asked Zhao Meimei: "Do you really want to go?" ”

Zhao Meimeile nodded: "I want to go!" ”

"Okay then! But you have to keep it a secret when you go home, and you can't tell your parents. Shi Yang advised.

Zhao Meimei nodded again and again, with a little secret in her heart.

Zhao Meimei has never been to the game hall, in the small iron shed, there are a few machines piled up quite simply, and there are people sitting in front of the machines, holding the control stick while screaming in their mouths.

Zhao Meimei looked at it very interestingly.

Qu Zongchao stretched out his hand and wiped the sweat on his face: "It's hot, there's not even a fan in this hall, I'll buy two bottles of chilled water, what do you drink?" ”

Shi Yang: "Whatever, give Meimei a drink." ”

Shi Yang took out the money to exchange the coins, gave Zhao Meimei a handful, and waited for the person playing in front of the fruit machine to leave, so he took her to sit on the edge of the machine, taught her how to choose fruits, how to press the start, and told her that if she hit it, she could get the coins, and if she was wrong, she would play again.

Zhao Meimei has a smart brain, she will go back as soon as she learns, she puts the coins in her pocket, throws the coins by herself, and chooses fruits.

The fruit machine is actually a matter of luck, the machine has already been set when it leaves the factory, and there will be a big prize in how many rounds of playing, it all depends on whether the person who plays catches up with the stubble.

Zhao Meimei chose a large watermelon, orange, and apple, Shi Yang threw two coins when she taught her before, and there were points in them, Zhao Meimei played for the first time, and threw two more into it, seeing that the points were soaring and rising, it was interesting, so she threw a few more into it.

Zhao Meimei stretched out her hand to press start, and someone next to her suddenly spoke: "Hey! Child! Where else can I play this machine! You get up! ”

Zhao Meimei turned her head and saw a boy wearing the uniform of No. 7 Middle School, staring at her impatiently.

The boy saw that Zhao Meimei didn't move, and he was impatient: "Let you get up, didn't you hear?" ”

Zhao Meimei has never been afraid of anyone since she was a child, and her temper is horizontal, her small eyes narrowed and stared at people: "Who are you?" ”

The boy reached out and pressed the back of Zhao Meimei's chair: "Didn't you hear me?" I'm playing with this machine! ”

Zhao Meimei looked at her brother, and her eyelids rolled lightly: "When I was sitting here just now, there was no one, you said you were playing, who can prove it?" ”

The boy stretched out his hand and pulled Zhao Meimei: "Get out!" Prove a fart! ”

Zhao Meimei didn't cry when she was pushed, she stiffened her neck: "You can't prove it, why are you pushing me?" ”

The boy still had to drag Zhao Meimei, and her arm was tightly clamped by a strong hand: "What are you doing!" ”

Shi Yang's face was calm, his eyes were widened, and his dark eyebrows were twisted into a knot: "You have something to say, why are you dragging my sister?" ”

The boy turned around and saw that the other party was the same age as himself, and raised his eyebrows: "I'll let her get up!" ”

Shi Yang had a cold face: "Why did you let her get up?" She's playing, you want to play, line up! ”

The boy glared: "What line am I up, I've been playing with this machine!" ”

Shi Yang: "When I took my sister to sit here, there was no one in front of this machine. ”

Boy: "That's when I went out to order food!" ”

Shi Yang: "If you leave this position, others can play, if you want to play, you have to wait for my sister to play enough, and then give up the place." ”

"Groove! You're going to be a! The boy scolded.

"Fuck off!" Shi Yang was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and reached out to break the boy's hand holding the back of Zhao Meimei's chair.

"Mommy!" The boy rushed up and kicked Shi Yang.

Shi Yang's eyes were red, expressionless, and he cursed in his mouth: "Mother Groove!" He casually pulled the chair in front of the machine and smashed it at the boy。。。。。。

Shi Yang knocked the other party down as soon as he got down the chair, he threw the chair casually, pounced on it with his fists and hit people, punching and kicking, and the attack was really ruthless.

Shi Yang was alone outside with his mother when he was a child, and he was bullied a lot when he was a child, and fighting was basically self-taught.

He looks well-behaved on the surface, but in fact, he has such an innate ruthlessness in his nature, he has never fought with a pestle, and he really dares to start.

Qu Zongchao jokingly revealed Shi Yang's old bottom to Zhao Meimei that day, in fact, what he said was true, Shi Yang was indeed quite famous in the sixth middle school, and he was at the teacher's place because he studied well, was handsome, and had good family conditions, and in the eyes of his classmates, he was a little bully on campus, and basically no one dared to provoke him.

Shi Yang is handsome and can fight, in the eyes of these girls who have just entered the period of youth and ignorance in junior high school, it is simply a walking hormone, cool and fascinating.

The owner of the game hall hurriedly came out to pull the shelf when he heard the wind, understood the ins and outs, and didn't say who was right or wrong, but just grabbed a handful of coins from the counter and gave them to the beaten boy, helping to find the bottom of the stairs: "Okay, next time you come to play, the meal you ordered should be good, right?" ”

The boy looked at Shi Yang hatefully, remembered the person's appearance, and didn't ask for the coin from the boss, turned around and left.