At this moment, in the cheers of everyone, He Sheng can be regarded as a small follower.

He Sheng's eyes were full of resentment, this Wang Dong was really a good means, and it didn't take much effort to rely on him.

After school tonight, He Sheng went to Song Mingzhe to play basketball as usual, and he told Song Mingzhe about it, and Song Mingzhe was almost laughing to death.

"Hahahahaha, I'm, so this guy became your little follower in front of everyone?"

Song Mingzhe laughed out with eight teeth, he was lying on the lawn, next to He Sheng, who was sweating, and Wang Dong, who was fanning He Sheng next to him.

Wang Dong, a little follower, can be regarded as a very thoughtful person, helping to fan the fan and carrying water.

Song Mingzhe next to him was envious.

"Hey, what is that Wang Dong, come over and fan me too." Song Mingzhe waved his hand to Wang Dong and said with bad intentions.

When Wang Dong heard this, he was not happy, he wanted to please He Sheng, why did he even have to please the friends next to He Sheng?

He doesn't do it.

Song Mingzhe saw that Wang Dong had not moved for a long time, and he was so angry that he choked, why did he drip it, even if this grandson didn't move, why did he ignore people?

"Hey, the one surnamed Wang, I called you, why didn't there be a sound?" Song Mingzhe's tone was a little angry.

You know, He Sheng's basketball is getting better and better, and he almost dunked his basket.

Although he was a little unhappy in his heart, he couldn't say it on his lips, and he didn't get angry with Wang Dong at this time.

My brother has beaten well, of course, let's take this little follower to spread it.

When Wang Dong heard this, he immediately exploded, he jumped up and threw the fan on the ground at once, but he didn't forget to fall away from He Sheng, for fear of hitting He Sheng.

Wang Dong is a person who knows how to measure proportions, which is good and which is bad, of course he knows, as long as he serves well, what is nothing.

"I'm He Sheng's little follower, and I'm not your little follower, why should I fan you?"

Wang Dong took advantage of this time, and his voice doubled.

However, compared to the truth, strength is the last word.

"What do you say?" As if he couldn't hear Wang Dong's words, Song Mingzhe stood up, his ears closer, revealing his strong muscles.

But of course, this was deliberate, just to let Wang Dong perceive the gap between the two of them.

Wang Dong is also a sharp-eyed person, and when he saw it like this, he instantly deflated, and his momentum was not so arrogant.

He changed his statement, looked at Song Mingzhe with a smile and said, "Of course He Sheng's friend is also my friend, just call me." ”

He Sheng looked at this scene between the two of them and felt a little crying and laughing.

However, no matter how bad Song Mingzhe is to Wang Dong, there will be no waves in his heart.

It's better to say that his good brother Song Mingzhe really did something that made him happy this time, and he couldn't wait for Song Mingzhe to bully Wang Dong more.

Now Wang Dongke is miserable, Song Mingzhe wants to fan here, and He Sheng can't stop here.

So he used both hands together, and the fan of the small hand fan was about to fly, but even so, Song Mingzhe still didn't plan to let him go.

It seems that because of Wang Dong's bad attitude just now, he plans to teach Wang Dong a lesson.

"The wind is too light on my side, so I fan a little harder here." Song Mingzhe closed his eyes and enjoyed Wang Dong's fan service.

To say that these two hands have to use different speeds to do the same movement is really not something that ordinary people can do.

Wang Dong made some difficulties in following, his left hand sped up, and his right hand unconsciously sped up.

But after his right hand increased his speed, He Sheng frowned obviously, Wang Dong noticed it, and his right hand slowed down again.

But in this way, his left hand unconsciously slowed down, and Song Mingzhe was unhappy again.

He is caught in the middle, and he can't be a man on either side.

On the one hand, he wanted to curry favor with He Sheng, and on the other hand, he was afraid of Song Mingzhe's fist.

However, he didn't know that although He Sheng had his eyes closed, his senses were very sensitive, and after sensing Wang Dong's embarrassment, the corners of his mouth gently curved upward.

This is the end of making small means.

After they finally enjoyed Wang Dong's fan service, He Sheng was already about to go home.

Aunt Sun wasn't at home all day yesterday, and after he made egg fried rice for Gu Bei, he just ate some noodles casually.

However, thinking that after he ate a full five layers of bento with Song Mingzhe for lunch, He Sheng's casually cooked noodles seemed to be shabby in comparison.

Obviously, he hasn't seen him for a day, but He Sheng misses Aunt Sun very much, he misses Aunt Sun's cooking.

So at this moment, He Sheng just wanted to go home quickly, but on the way home, he met an uninvited guest-Wang Dong.

Wang Dong saw that He Sheng was leaving, so he hurriedly ran in small steps and followed, for fear that if he didn't pay attention, he would lose it.

He Sheng frowned when he saw Wang Dong looking like he was going to send him home all the way.

If Wang Dong saw the magnificence of his home, he didn't know what the hell to do.

He Sheng thought of it and said to Wang Dong: "I'm going home, don't follow me." ”

Wang Dong didn't get angry immediately when he heard it, he just laughed beside him, with a flattering tone.

He said, "Don't be like this, it's so unsafe on the way, or I'll take you home." ”

When He Sheng heard his words, he raised his eyebrows, I used to go home alone, why didn't I see you send it?

However, he didn't say this in his heart, he just said to Wang Dong: "I'm not discussing with you. ”

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Wang Dong immediately took a few steps back, he rubbed his hands, and looked very respectful.

He can't make a big mistake because of his momentary meaning, originally he just wanted to be polite, talk on the road, and get closer to each other.

But he didn't expect He Sheng to be so unhappy, rather than begging himself for being unhappy and touching He Sheng's brows, it was better to stop it.

"Then if you say that, I won't send you home, you walk slowly on the road, there are many stones on the path, but be careful not to fall."

Wang Dong didn't forget to curry favor until the end.

He Sheng was speechless to him, and he was speechless when he thought that Wang Dong might have to pester him tomorrow.

If he could, he just wanted to leave Wang Dong's side as soon as possible.

In fact, He Sheng did the same, although he was walking on the surface, but the pace was clearly faster than running.

Wang Dong finally looked at He Sheng after he was far, far away from him. He changed his expression, a fierce look, and spat on the lawn next to him.

Wang Dong thought in his heart: What kind of thing is this, and he won't let me send him home, too, it is estimated that the poor in the family can't open the pot, and they must be embarrassed to let outsiders see it.

As if thinking about it like this, Wang Dong's heart is a lot more comfortable, pleasing He Sheng is only temporary, as long as he climbs Ling Jiu'er, then He Sheng is a fart! It's not worth lifting his shoes!

No one knew what he was thinking about at this time, and no one wanted to know what a little man like him thought.

When I got home today, I entered the door, and when I opened my eyes, I saw Aunt Sun who was serving food.

Aunt Sun was smiling kindly, her eyebrows were full of love and care for He Sheng, her hands were full of calluses, and there were a little green vegetable leaves in her nails, I guess she was choosing vegetables just now.

"Little master, you're back." Aunt Sun hurriedly put down the dishes and stepped forward to check on He Sheng's situation.

She touched He Sheng's face, obviously she hadn't seen her for a day, and the old man thought that he and Gu Bei were going to die.

It's a pity that the vegetables in the old man's nails got on He Sheng's face, and a little green vegetable puree suddenly appeared on He Sheng's originally white face.

He Sheng was originally a person who loved cleanliness, and if it had been someone else, he would have jumped up a long time ago.

But this person is Aunt Sun, He Sheng suddenly didn't feel disgusted at all, and the vegetable puree on his face seemed to have become happiness.

"I'm sorry, little master, I just chose the dishes." The old man saw that He Sheng's face was a little greener, and hurriedly wiped it for him with his cuffs.

I don't know what kind of dish it is, but the more I rub it on my face, the more colorful it becomes, and He Sheng's face instantly spreads a layer of green.

The old man was in a hurry when he saw this, and hurriedly went to the kitchen to get water, but before she could do so, she was hugged by He Sheng.

"Aunt Sun, I miss you so much." He Sheng is now taller than Aunt Sun, not the child he used to be.

When he hugged him like this, his forehead could already be pressed against the top of Aunt Sun's head.

Although it has only been a day, He Sheng feels that no one can do without this family, and the empty home yesterday scared him.

This family is inseparable from Aunt Sun, and without a few words of nagging from the old man, it seems that life has no taste, and He Sheng's heart is empty.