After walking a few steps away, he heard a few words of scolding behind him, and Shen Chuyan didn't bother to reply, just thought it was a dog barking.

Shen Lu also heard it, clenched his little fists, and fought for his brother: "It's not right to scold." ”

"Don't worry about her, she scolds her, we can't hear you."

“…… Brother, I hear you. ”

Shen Chuyan smiled and decisively covered her ears with his hands: "Okay, I can't hear it now." ”

“……”

Shen Lu lay on his shoulder and sighed.

Okay, my brother said he couldn't hear it, so he couldn't hear it.

-

The next morning, Shen Chuyan received a message from Wang Ying as soon as he turned on the phone, and after reading it, he directly threw the phone aside and continued to lie on the bed.

When he finished washing, Wang Jian sent two messages in a row, Shen Chuyan guessed that most of them were asked by Wang Ying to send them, he sneered at the screen, and replied with a concise "good".

Since he was a child, Wang Ying taught him: to respect the elders and be polite; When you see the elders, you should take the initiative to say hello, adults and children are not allowed to interject casually, you can ask questions, but you can't lose your temper for no reason, and children should also be reasonable.

It can be said that some of Shen Chuyan's current good habits were developed from that time.

The vast majority of children in the rebellious period always like to be unconventional and go their own way, and their parents and elders are like enemies in their eyes, and more words will make them unhappy, and sometimes a slightly heavier tone may cause their mood swings.

But in Shen Chuyan's opinion, rebellion cannot be used as an excuse for you not to be polite.

And this is also the biggest difference between Shen Chuyan and them!

After eating some breakfast casually, Shen Chuyan went back to the room to endorse it. Until Wang Jian sent a message, saying that he was driving over now, and explained that Shen Chuyan went out two or three minutes early, Shen Chuyan didn't ask much, and still sent it with the word "good".

Shen Chuyan closed the book at the last second, and when he changed his clothes, all that flashed in his mind was the classical Chinese he had just memorized.

Seeing that he was going out, Shen Menghui chased him from the living room to the entrance, and Shen Chuyan said while changing his shoes: "I made an appointment with someone to eat at noon, and I should go back to school directly." ”

"Who did you date? Speech? Shen Menghui asked casually.

Shen Chuyan replied vaguely.

Liang Minjun's voice came from the kitchen: "I forgot to buy ginger in the morning, husband, are you free now?" Help out to run the supermarket downstairs. ”

Shen Menghui said: "Okay, how many pieces of ginger do you want?" ”

"You remember to pick one, buy one for the big one, and two for the small one." Liang Minjun was not at ease, wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen, and saw Shen Chuyan carrying a bag on his shoulder, he was stunned for a moment, "Chuyan Where are you going?" Skipping a meal? ”

Shen Menghui found the key and replied on his behalf: "Oh, he made an appointment with Chao Ci to have dinner together, and he will go back to school directly." ”

Liang Minjun: "The dishes at home are ready, why don't you ask Chao Ci to come and eat at home?" ”

Shen Chuyan had already gone out of the door, and when she heard this, she turned her head and glanced at her: "Next time." ”

……

Father and son took the elevator downstairs together.

Shen Chuyan claimed that he was in a hurry, and he hurried away after getting out of the elevator, and he didn't want Shen Menghui to collide with Wang Jian.

It's just such a coincidence, the section of Liyuan Road is a little congested, and Shen Chuyan stood at the gate of the community and waited for almost ten minutes before he saw Wang Jian's black Audi.

Wang Jian turned half sideways, lowered the window glass, and beckoned Shen Chuyan to get into the car.

At the door of the small supermarket not far away, Shen Menghui stood there, frowning, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.

It's not the first time I've gone to my uncle's house, so why should this kid hide it from him?