Zheng Junhai shook his head, he didn't have time to ask, and he didn't call back again, his old man's phone could only be called once a month, and if he answered his phone once, knowing that he was still alive, it would be over. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zheng Junhai was a little lost in his heart, Zhang Baokun looked at his expression, understood in his heart, stretched out his arm and hugged the person's shoulder: "Okay, don't think about it, go home." ”

Zheng Junhai nodded, looked at his blue nose and swollen face, and smiled: "Damn, we're both like this, why can't we be trained when we go back?" ”

Zhang Baokun smiled, and didn't care: "Just train, I can memorize my mother's two words." ”

As soon as the two entered the door, they were blocked by Zhang's mother, and the old lady looked at the two of them injured, and her face turned green: "It's really good that the scar forgets the pain, why do you still fight every day!" What's wrong with being addicted? ”

As he spoke, he went to the TV cabinet to get the medicine box and gave medicine to the two bear children.

Zhang Baokun doesn't have a father, just a mother pulls him to grow up, his mother has quit her job outside since Zheng Junhai moved over, in addition to doing housework to take care of them every day, she usually doesn't go out to work, the family's source of life is Zheng Junhai's father's monthly living expenses sent home, the amount is not much, but it is just enough for the three of them to have food and clothing.

Zheng Junhai only moved to Zhang Baokun's house a month ago, he used to have a nanny at home, but then the house was sold by his father when he came back, and it was stuffed into Zhang Baokun's house.

Zhang Baokun's father used to be brothers with Zheng Junhai's father, and they had a good relationship, Zhang Baokun's mother was strict-mouthed, and she never passed a word outside her life, Zhang Baokun and Zheng Junhai were also told not to talk about family affairs outside since childhood.

The two of them are familiar with each other, and they never mention it to the outside.

In the afternoon, the two of them got together to finish their homework, ate the dishes fried by Zhang's mother with barbecue in the evening, and climbed into bed early in the evening.

Today is a tossing day, exhausted.

Zheng Junhai fell asleep almost as soon as he touched the bed, his eyes closed, and he had an absurd but somewhat wonderful dream.

In the dream, it was still the scene during the day, he followed Zhang Baokun to sit in the Cayenne, but the person driving became Fan Yingying.

The car drove out for a distance, and Fan Yingying took advantage of the red light to turn her head and look at Zhang Baokun, who had a blue nose and swollen face: "You're like this, can you still go home?" ”

Zhang Baokun was stunned for a moment, and then he thought that after he followed Zheng Junhai to fight with people in the past, he went directly to Zheng Junhai's house to hide for two days, and only dared to go home until the injuries on his body were healed, otherwise he would have to tear him apart with his hands on the posture of the queen mother of his family.

Now that Fan Yingying asked, he couldn't help but hesitate a little, Zheng Junhai's family came to have relatives, and he went to live, isn't it okay?

He was hesitating when he heard Zheng Junhai say, "Da Baozi, will you follow me home?" My old man is on a business trip and has a place to sleep. ”

Zhang Baokun glanced at Hong Jinqiu, who was sitting next to him, how beautiful he was, and immediately showed a mouthful of big white teeth, nodded and agreed: "Okay." ”

Zheng Junhai looked at himself in his dream and was very surprised, how did this Fan Yingying become his relative, and why did Zhang Baokun follow him home? How can he have a home? His home had already been sold by the old man.

Fan Yingying turned the steering wheel, and after arriving at the intersection, she turned left onto a lively commercial street.

When the car was parked in the parking space downstairs of a new residential building, Zheng Junhai was still suspicious that he suddenly had such a cousin. And when the leader she knew the way walked to the door of his house and took out the key from his pocket to open the door, Zheng Junhai completely believed that she was really the pearl of his uncle's palm. Otherwise, with the prudence of the old man, he can hand over the keys to his house to someone he is not familiar with, which is a completely foolish dream.

Entering the door, Fan Yingying looked left and right, reached out and pressed the wall switch, and the living room light turned on.

The three-bedroom layout is not very large, the living room is facing the door, Fan Yingying and Hong Jinqiu walked around the room from room to room, and when they came out, Fan Yingying complained with a calm face: "Didn't your father also make some money in the past two years?" Why haven't you changed your house yet? ”

Zheng Junhai was stunned for a moment, he was not very happy to listen to Fan Yingying's words, but he didn't bother to argue with her, so he went to the TV cabinet on his knees to rummage through the medical box.

Hong Jinqiu followed behind Fan Yingying, and pointed to the comfortable leather sofa in the living room with a smile: "I think it's pretty good!" ”

Fan Yingying glanced at her, "Not a bad fart!" Look at the old floor, it's all peeling off the paint, and I don't know how long it hasn't been waxed. If you look at the bathroom again, you can wash your face, take a shower and go to the toilet together, and it's still so small that you can't turn around. And ah! In the bedroom next to the kitchen, the bed is actually placed under the window, how can people sleep! ”

"Oh, it seems so."

Fan Yingying turned her head to Zheng Junhai, who was squatting on the ground looking for something, and Zhang Baokun, who was crooked on the sofa, and announced: "I live in the innermost bedroom, and after the next door is Hong Jinqiu's room. ”

When Zheng Junhai heard this, he turned his head in disbelief, and his eyes glared at the boss: "What about me?" ”

Fan Yingying turned her fingertips and nodded at the small guest room next to the kitchen: "You live in that room with him, anyway, you two boys, it's nothing to squeeze." ”

Zheng Junhai and Zhang Baokun squeezed it was nothing, but Fan Yingying took Hong Jinqiu and the two of them to clean up all the things that were not used in Zheng Junhai's bedroom, and piled them up in the small guest room, Zheng Junhai immediately became depressed, and a feeling of being swept out of the house spontaneously arose.

Fan Yingying took Hong Jinqiu to clean out the bedroom, Zhang Luo ordered takeout, and when ordering, in addition to her and Hong Jinqiu's favorite food on weekdays, she did not forget to order two pure meat pizzas and fried chicken for the two wounded.

After hanging up the phone, she turned around and looked at Zhang Baokun who had spread herself into a lump on the sofa, and then at Zheng Junhai, who was clumsily disinfecting and bandaging Zhang Baokun's wounds with the medicine box, and her eyes fell on the hydrogen peroxide dripping down his fingertips to the floor, and she suddenly felt that her brain began to hurt a little again, and she glanced at Hong Jinqiu.

Hong Jinqiu understood, walked over, smiled at Zheng Junhai and said with a friendly smile, "I'll help you bandage it." ”

Zheng Junhai was stunned for a moment, looked down at Zhang Baokun, who had a blue nose and swollen face, and nodded: "Thank you." ”

Hong Jinqiu pinched the cotton swab, while staining it with hydrogen peroxide to disinfect the wound on his face, and said with some emotion: "Let's fight less in the future!" You look so handsome, what a pity if you hurt your face and break your appearance. ”

It's not the first time that Zheng Junhai has been praised for being good-looking, but now that Hong Jinqiu said this, he was still a little complacent, and involuntarily raised the corners of his mouth, and just wanted to be polite, he heard Fan Yingying snort coldly: "Isn't it a full-length face!" (To be continued.) )