In the shelling of relatives and friends, I finally got a meal.

There were too many people today, so Liu Zhuyu borrowed two square tables from a neighbor and put together two tables in the yard.

In their local area, there is a difference between men and women, so men get together at a table and women get together at a table.5./books/0/159/

Song Dragon Boat Festival's fierce road.

The grandfather at the man's table is the largest, sitting on the top position, followed by the eldest uncle, uncle, father, and then the elder brother and brother who are the same generation as Yuhang.

Bingqing's side is not too careful, everyone is free, and everyone sits separately. Bingqing's right hand side is Feiyi, and the left hand side is Tingting.

Tingting clamored to sit with Feiyi and asked Bingqing to get out of the way. was scolded by Tingting's mother, glaring at her and asking her to sit there and not move, otherwise she would be sent to kindergarten.

The child was very smart, and she knew that her mother was really angry, so she sat down obediently and ate honestly.

Halfway through the meal, Tingting shouted that the fish in the middle was too far away from her, and she couldn't catch it at all.

So Bingqing clamped a piece of it to her, and Tingting's mouth pouted again.

People say that they can't get it because they want to change places with you, but I don't know it.

Of course, Bingqing didn't know what kind of calculation was in Tingting's little head, and said speechlessly, Sister personally gave you the fish, and you are not happy. Do you know how many people are waiting for their sister to bring them vegetables?

Liu Zhuyu gave the chopsticks dish to the non-clothes, the chopsticks paused, and then added the chopsticks dish and put it in Bingqing's bowl. She smiled lightly, although she had a smile on her face.

Bingqing looked down at the rice in the bowl, and felt a moment of loss in her heart, only in front of her relatives and friends, she would pretend to love her very much, and once her relatives and friends left, she would soon change to a real face.

Regarding Liu Zhuyu's treatment of her, Bingqing has endured her for eighteen years. Now that the old drama is repeated in front of relatives and friends, Bingqing's heart is disgusted.

She deliberately put aside the dishes that Liu Jiyu sandwiched into the bowl, hastily ate two mouthfuls of rice, drank a bowl of soup, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and wiped her mouth.

She returned to the space room, packed her luggage again, closed the window, closed the curtains, sat on the chair, and waited for everyone to disperse, play mahjong and square dance, and she was about to leave this cold home.

Sitting at the desk, she was bored and flipped through the medical books of astronautics.

Just after reading two pages, Feiyi gently buttoned the door twice, pushed the door and entered.

She saw the black suitcase neatly placed on the ground, and instantly understood Bingqing's plan to go back, she walked to the side of the bed and sat down: "I'll go back with you this afternoon." “

"Don't you have to spend two more days with my brother?" Bingqing said.

Feiyi smiled lightly, was she jealous? He also said: "Yuhang and Grandpa Fu Feng will leave after eating this meal." ”

"Fu Feng?" Bingqing remembered that he seemed to have mentioned it yesterday, but he didn't pay much attention to the legendary young man.

"It's just the young man who sits next to grandpa, laughs the loudest, and talks non-stop, you should have noticed, I looked at the table next to you several times when I saw you eating."

She glanced at the table next to her several times, but she was looking at Yuhang, and it happened that her vision was blocked by Fu Feng's kid's high-pitched singing.

"What are you talking about?" The two of them were talking, and the door was opened again, and two tall men entered, one was Yuhang and the other was Fu Feng.

"Hello." Fu Feng has a pair of very good eyes, and he is very beautiful in a flash. He walked up to Bingqing and stretched out his right hand. Bing Qing saw that his outstretched right hand was thin and white, more beautiful than a girl's hand.

Bingqing nodded distantly, not wanting to shake back. Fu Feng stretched his hand forward, dragged Bingqing's hand to play with the pen, like a robber, shook it twice before throwing it away: "When you see someone shaking hands with you, you should stretch out your hand out out of politeness, even if you wear a glove." ”

Fu Feng's subtext is that Bingqing doesn't understand etiquette.