The next day, Song left an office building to receive the salary for doing promotions in the supermarket two days ago, which was not a big deal, but he tossed on it for more than an hour. The reason is that there is no □□ from the bank they designated, before Song Li took his mother's card to register, and now the company said that □□ is not compatible with Song Li himself, and the salary cannot be paid, it took half an hour, and the person in charge said that he will directly give Song Li cash next month, and she will handle the procedures that should be taken, and just wait for the phone call. When he went downstairs, Song Li only felt tired, less than five hundred yuan, and tossed for more than ten days.

Waiting for the bus on the side of the road, Song Li thought about it and called Han Xiaomo, but the phone rang twice, and he was hung up by that side, but three seconds later, a text message came.

"English class, what's wrong?"

Song Li lowered his head and replied, "Looking for you to eat." ”

"Where are you?" Han Xiaomo asked again.

"High-tech."

"Come on, there is still half an hour to go after class, and when you arrive, my side is almost over."

"Hmm." Song Li put his phone in his bag and got on the bus he had just arrived.

After swiping Weibo on the first floor of the cram school for a while, Han Xiaomo came down.

"Class?" Song Li asked.

"Well, what about the joke above, I think it's almost out of class, so I ran out." Han Xiaomo said.

"Oh, what time is your afternoon?"

"Half past one, let's go, what to eat."

"I don't know, I'm not in a very good mood these two days."

"Let's go, there's a Korean barbecue over there."

"Are you in time?"

"Oh, let's go." Han Xiaomo pulled Song Li and walked out.

The waiter put on the baking tray and left, Han Xiaomo put two slices of pork belly and asked, "What's the matter, the relationship is not smooth." ”

"Don't you just want to see me?"

"It's not that I can't see you, it's that I can't see you two." Han Xiaomo corrected, "When are you going to break up?" ”

"If you can talk, if you can't talk, you can disperse!" Song Li glanced at him and said.

"Hey, I find you're very funny right now!" Han Xiaomo was not energetic.

"What a tease! Do you talk like that! ”

"You're not done! You're menopausal! Han Xiaomo picked up a lettuce leaf and shook Song Li's face.

"Don't talk to me about menopause! I couldn't say a word to my mom lately. Song Li frowned.

Han Xiaomo felt that Song Li's low air pressure had affected him, so he stopped joking, "What's the matter, what's wrong with you and Auntie." ”

"I think my mom is at the height of menopause now, and she always shoots those nameless fires at me all day long! When I went back last night, I didn't wear slippers and said that I was not wearing them. Last weekend off, I got up at nine o'clock to wash my hair, and came up to scold me, I really! ”

"What's going on! I don't think Auntie can do it! I haven't seen a temper worse than my mother......" Han Xiaomo said after taking a bite of meat.

"How do I know what's going on! She's really ...... now Unreasonable! Song Li held back for a long time, but still said the word.

Han Xiaomo saw that Song Li was very serious and serious, and swallowed a mouthful of vegetable wrapped meat a little slowly, and then asked, "It's okay, you and your mother?" ”

Song Li glanced at Han Xiaomo and didn't speak again, but after lowering his head and eating a big bowl of cold noodles, he wiped his mouth, "It's okay, it's okay or not, no matter how much I toss, it's my mother, I can still run away from home." ”

Han Xiaomo swallowed his saliva and nodded slightly, "I also think, let's eat, there is also a plate of meat." ”

Song Li nodded, and after a while, Han Xiaomo squinted his eyes and asked, "I think you are diverting my focus to other places." ”

"What?" Song Li lowered his head and ate meat.

"You ...... Xiao Pei"

Song Li raised his head and cast a murderous gaze, curbing the second half of Han Xiaomo's words.