The hasty escape, accompanied by the cramped and warm voice, penetrated into Li Mei's ear drums, and never stayed away for a long time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Without being annoyed, Li Mei smiled and took two sips of herself with a good flower tea.

"Mom, please go back! I'll send you! Lin Yue accentuated his tone.

Unable to allow her mother to think more, Lin Yue had already grabbed her mother's arm, stepped on the chaotic steps, and closed the door heavily.

The door of another room, less than twenty paces away, was closed.

Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, Zihan grinned at himself in the mirror with his long black hair and bared his teeth.

"Ye Zihan, are you crazy? Why are you lying at the door of the room? Still asleep? Are you still a three-year-old? Even if you die of heat, you can't do it, hum, it's all you, this broken hair, weakens my IQ! He picked up the scissors in front of him, grabbed the end of a lock of hair at the back of his head and twisted it vigorously.

On the ground, scattered sporadically......

"Hey, don't you see? Cut the sewer again, and it's really all blocked......" Zimo slowly walked out of the room with a towel wrapped in wet hair.

"Sister!" Zihan was obviously frightened, and his voice trembled. It's just that Zimo's hair is longer than hers, and it is said that long hair has a fast metabolism, and it stands to reason that Zimo's hair falls out a lot, and if it blocks the sewer, it must be Zimo's credit. She's just cut a little bit, and she doesn't really plan to fight her hair to the end!

"If you want to get away with it, you really have your ......" is still a mocking sneer: "Some people, even if they shave their hair, their IQ is pitifully low!" ”

Zihan stared at Zi Mo with round eyes, one fist was firmly clenched, but he refused to leave the table.

"Zihan, what are you going to do?" Zheng Lan grabbed Zihan's hand, and obviously felt the aura of less than three square meters of space.

Squeezing Zihan's hand, Zheng Lan increased his strength, and his eyes quickly swept over the faces of the two people.

"Mom, you broke my hand...... I'm just trimming my hair......" Zihan grinned exaggeratedly.

Zimo stared at his mother and Zihan coldly, and walked out of the room with a hair dryer.

"Sister, sister, can you lend me a necklace to wear?" Zihan picked up a hippie look again, and followed closely behind Zimo.

"Che, do you think you look good in a necklace? Pig's nose with onions......"

Fortunately, the weather is hot, and the hearts of those who listen are cold.

Zihan's throat moved, and finally he didn't make a sound.

Zimo's brows were twisted into a thin strand, and his eyes squinted at the increasingly youthful and beautiful face of the little girl opposite.

Zihan looked suspiciously at the eyes of his sister in the iceberg stream.

"Say, is this a mermaid line?"

Zihan almost burst out laughing. I only have such a flat abdominal muscle, where does the mermaid line come from?

Zimo's eyes were clearly not on Zihan's abdomen behind her thin vest, but on her well-defined face.

The round facial contours are clearly an inverted V, which is a bit of a match with the "mermaid" type.

Zihan didn't want to embarrass her sister, so she just replied.

I studied medicine, so of course I know something about anatomy! For the gold ratio of 0.618, Mino's Venus should be the best. It's okay, I will also pinch the tape measure with my roommates in the dormitory, and measure it on my body, as if I have a scale of 0.602. For that 0.016, I ate instant noodles for five days and did 388 sit-ups. Of course, I also played basketball for five days. I can't say how professional I am at basketball, and I am quite proud to throw the ball into the net with my long arms outstretched. Uh, don't want to, don't want to, what? The familiar back began to shake in front of me again? Also, that kind of weird first kiss!

"Zihan, clean up your hair!" Zheng Lan took the scissors and walked over.

"Bang!" The door slammed slammed.

Zheng Lan gently carried Zihan's ear and walked into the bathroom again.

"Girl, your sister's temper, you should be more patient......" The dry towel was placed on Zihan's collar, and Zheng Lan gently stroked Zihan's head.

"Mom, I know!" Her eyes carefully examined the bloodshot red in her mother's eyes, and the faint fine lines at the corners of her eyes shone brightly.

Reaching out to caress her mother's thin face, her slender fingertips gently brushing over the corners of her eyes.

"Zihan, mom will help you put away the pot. Keep it for you ......to use in the future," Zheng Lan said in a low and soft tone, and the scissors were held in his hand, as handy as holding a copper spoon and spatula.

The small and fragmented sound was accompanied by his mother's gentle whisper, and Zihan felt an indescribable coolness in his head.

When everything was over, Zihan turned to his side, hugged his mother's thin shoulders with both hands, and gently buried his head in his mother's arms.

"Mom, everything will be fine!" Zihan whispered.

"Zihan......" The mother's throat shook twice, and finally she didn't make a sound.

"Is Grandma there?" After hesitating for a moment, Zihan finally couldn't help it.

"Yes." Zheng Lan said casually.

"Is Dad back?" Zihan wanted not to say it, but he said it again.

"Not yet."

Zheng Lan didn't want to say anything anymore, let go of Zihan's arms around him, and hurriedly walked out of the door.

She was worried, Zimo's thoughts about blowing the air conditioner on the air.

That night, making an exception, Zihan sat at the dining table, quite quiet.

The dinner made by my mother was very rich, Dongpo meat that had not been made for a long time was on the table, the crystal shrimp balls were stacked in a white ceramic dish, the sweet and sour squirrel sea bass meat was tender and delicious, and the fragrance of the stewed grass chicken soup was fragrant, but Zihan consciously swallowed his saliva, swallowed a large bowl of soaked rice, and a small plate of spicy mustard, and finished the dinner.

Zimo eats a lot, because, she knows, those vegetables don't have a lot of fat.

The big bowl of chicken soup, grandma didn't move, but asked Zheng Lan for a lunch box and carefully put it in.

"Mom, drink it! There are still a lot of ...... in the pot," Zheng Lan looked at her mother-in-law puzzled, "Yongcheng doesn't like to drink chicken soup." ”

Before grandma could speak, Zihan understood what she meant.

She glanced out the door indifferently.

Aunt Safflower didn't come.

My aunt didn't come either.

Grandpa, where have you been?

"Hi, Xiao Yezi ......" The moment he pressed the answer button, Zihan felt that Zimo's gaze was a little cold.

Zihan hurriedly walked to the balcony.

"Brother Ma, did you take in a patient? ......" Zihan lowered his voice: "I'll come over now!" ”

Before Zihan came back to his senses, grandma walked out the door with a trembling lunch box in her hand.

"Mom, let Zihan send it over?" Zheng Lan took her mother-in-law's hand.

"It's okay, it's not far away, I'll take a look......" Grandma was clearly worried about the family.

"Grandma, just take a good rest!" Zihan took the lunch box and quickly found a handbag to put on.

There were only a few coins in my pocket, and I remembered that the twenty yuan was in my sister's room.

Hesitantly walked out of the room, and then, her mother stuffed three hundred yuan in her hand.

Zihan wanted to say something, but behind it, Zimo's eyes were meaningful.