Zhong Bing was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, and his left hand was naturally on the armrest. His eyes weren't so good anymore, so he put a pair of old-fashioned glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Why haven't you come back yet?" He glanced at the clock on the wall and muttered to himself.

The man yawned, and layers of sleepiness ran into it. At this moment, the door of the house "creaked" loudly.

"Oh, Yuze, you're back, hurry up and eat." Zhong Bing got up from the sofa and walked to the dining table, "Why did you come back so late today?" What time is it? ”

Zhong Bing lifted the lid of the rice cooker and filled the empty bowl in his hand, "Here, boy, finish this bowl." ”

Yu Ze took the bowl from his father's hand, but he didn't move his chopsticks for a long time, what happened in the morning weighed on his heart like a boulder, "Dad, can you give me some money?" ”

Zhong Bing put down the rice shovel in his hand, "What?" Didn't I just give you money yesterday? Spent again? The son's words made the father feel pressured, "You spend money too quickly." ”

"No, that ......" Yu Ze swallowed his throat, "Haven't you paid the book fee for this semester yet?" The school will accept it this afternoon. He was forced to lie to his father.

"No, how do I remember that the textbook fee and tuition fee are charged to your bank account together, and they are deducted together. Will your school make you pay like this? Zhong Bing obviously didn't believe what Yu Ze said.

Zhong Yuze blushed, "No, our money will be handed over to the squad leader, and then we will go to the bank and call the bookstore." "Yu Ze has a nose and eyes.

"Your school is really troublesome, and there are such fees." Zhong Bing sat down at the dining table and picked up the chopsticks that had been placed a long time ago, "How much do you have to pay for the books?" ”

"Five hundred, five hundred and sixty-seven." Yu Ze was afraid that his father would be suspicious, so he casually made up a number.

"Really? You didn't lie to me? Zhong Bing noticed his son's abnormality, and Yu Ze's eyes rolled around, and he probably didn't even notice it.

"No, no. That's five hundred and sixty-seven. Yu Ze was afraid that his father would see his flaws.

"Okay, I'll ask He Beifan about what the is." Zhong Bing said, picked up the mobile phone on the table, and walked to the balcony at home. His father's action made Yu Ze panic, and the chopsticks in his hands began to tremble.

"Hey, He Yulei." Zhong Bing cleared his throat, "Could you please help me ask Beifan, how much do they have to pay for their books?" Yu Ze has a bad memory and forgot about it. From the living room came my father's calm voice.

He Yulei just took off her apron, "Do you want to pay money?" The kid didn't tell me. Okay, I'll help you ask. Bei Fan was sitting at the dinner table playing with his mobile phone, and with a "ding" sound, a WeChat message came, but he didn't pay attention to it and continued to play the game.

"Fan, let me ask you, does your school have to pay for books?" He Yulei looked at his half-hearted appearance and pursed her lips, "Then why didn't you tell me?" ”

"Huh?" He Beifan didn't know what his mother was talking about, which confused him.

"Yu Ze went home and said that he wanted to pay for the books, and asked how much you want to pay?" He Yulei told him what happened.

"Do you want to pay for books?" Beifan's eyes looked very confused, and he suddenly remembered the information he had just received. He clicked on Yu Ze's dialog box, and there was only one simple sentence on it: the book fee is 567.

"Hey, let me ask you, don't play with your phone." He Yulei walked up to Bei Fan with obvious anger on her face.

"Oh, that, five hundred and sixty-seven dollars." Beifan came to his senses from Yu Ze's information and said as if he didn't understand. He Yulei got the answer she wanted, and didn't care about eating, "Hey, Zhong Bing, he said five hundred and sixty-seven." ”

"Okay, okay, I got it." The man on the other end of the line seemed satisfied, and his square forehead stretched. He hung up his phone and walked towards his room.

Zhong Yuze carefully observed his father's actions, and he didn't know if Beifan had helped him lie. Whether this play can be performed well depends on Beifan.

Zhong Bing opened the leather bag he was carrying crossbody, "Five hundred and sixty-seven, I'll give you six hundred yuan." You keep the rest of the money as pocket money. The father said and walked out of the room, holding a wad of red bills.

"Oh, good." The bamboo chopsticks in Yu Ze's hand stopped in mid-air, and his mouth was half-open and half-closed.

He Beifan was completely kept in the dark, he didn't understand Yu Ze's intention to do this, so he could only cooperate with him unconditionally. What the hell is this kid doing, Beifan took another mouthful of rice into his mouth.

Just as he was thinking, the phone on the table rang again, and there was another high-five in the original dialog box. The lie was successful, and Beifan smiled inexplicably.

"Fan, don't play with your phone. Concentrate on eating, and see that you have all the grains of rice on your face. Seeing his stupid look, He Yulei couldn't help but count him down two sentences.

"It's five hundred and seventy dollars, I'll put it on the shoe cabinet for you. Don't forget to pick it up when you leave. He Yulei was busy for a long time, and the beads of sweat on her hair were dripping down.

"Well, okay, I got it." Beifan is still chewing the vegetables carelessly, it's not bad to think about it, and he has his brother's money, and he also helped Yu Ze, which is really a double win.

"Oh, Dad, I'm leaving." Yu Ze said and put on his school uniform and sat in front of the shoe cabinet to tie his shoes.

"Why do you go to school so early? You don't take a nap anymore? Zhong Bing felt that the child's behavior when he went home today was very abnormal, and he didn't even sleep at noon, which was obviously contrary to common sense.

"Oh, I can't help it." Zhong Yuze pretended to be helpless, "The squad leader is going to collect money this afternoon, so let's get to school early." "It's not so easy to lie, and it takes countless lies to make a lie.

"Alright then, you can go quickly. Come back early in the evening and don't play on the road. This is what Yu Ze said when he left home at noon, and his ears were calloused.

It feels so good to be away from home, just twenty minutes at home is enough to make Zhong Yuze physically and mentally exhausted. Fortunately, Beifan is still powerful, which makes Yu Ze's heart a little more proud.

His home is very close to the school, but the more this happens, the more it makes Yu Ze feel uncomfortable. And he is now walking on the path that must be walked every day, two points and one line, unchanged.

"The music room should be quiet today." Zhong Yuze thought about it and unconsciously quickened his pace, he walked down the stairs, stopped in front of the small wooden door, and knocked on the door with good manners.

Half a minute passed, and no one paid attention to him. Yu Ze sighed, gently pushed with his hand, and the small door opened by itself. "Teacher Yin is not here." He thought about walking back into the classroom.

The music room is really different from other rooms in the school, and when you walk here, you don't feel the slightest sense of oppression, but feel indescribably relaxed and peaceful. The pale green wallpaper gives people a refreshing feeling.

Hanging on the wall was an old guitar, and seeing that there was no one around, Zhong Yuze couldn't help but reach out and touch it, and the smooth panel was cool to the touch. The stripes on the panel are even more pleasing.

"Hey, what are you doing?" A roar suddenly came from behind Yu Ze, startling him. At that time, the hand that was stroking the guitar was suddenly lowered from the panel, and the guitar shook violently, and it almost fell off the hook.

"Who let you into the music room without permission? There is no show this afternoon, and you are not allowed to enter without my permission. Yin Dixiao felt that Zhong Yuze was really bold and dared to touch the musical instruments in the room at will.

"Teacher Yin, I didn't mean to. I knocked on the door and saw that you weren't there, so I ...... "Yu Ze has to try to explain now."

"I just went to the bathroom." Yin Dixiao was very mindful of Yu Ze's intrusion, "In the future, there will be no one in the music room, and you can't just enter." Otherwise, if the instrument breaks, you can't bear the responsibility. ”

"Hmm." Yu Ze pretended to be obedient on the surface, but he was rolling Yin Dixiao's eyes in his heart, he came in to deliver food to Beifan a few days ago, but he didn't find out.

"Okay, I don't blame you, it's good to have a long memory in the future." Yin Dixiao regards this room as his own studio and cherishes it very much. But his personality is dictatory, and it won't take three minutes to get angry again.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?" Yin Dixiao sat down next to the upright piano.

"That." Yu Ze looked a little flustered, reached out and took out the pile of one hundred yuan from his trouser pocket, and he counted it. He slipped one of the red bills back into his pocket.

"Here you go, the money to fix the piano." Zhong Yuze said and clutched the money in his hand and handed it to Yin Dixiao.

"What?" The man was stunned for a moment, and before he could react to what was going on, "What are you giving me money for?" ”

"That's it, didn't I accidentally touch the piano when I moved it, this is the money I lost." Yu Ze was patient and tried to be as clear as possible.

Yin Dixiao understood what was going on, he smiled, and the tight flesh on his face stretched. The man waved his hand and did not take the money handed over by the young man.

"You don't have to give me the money for the piano, your friend has already given me the money when school ends at noon." Yin Dixiao's understatement was exchanged for a heavy sigh from Zhong Yuze.

"How can He Beifan be like this? I broke the piano, and it's none of his business. Yu Ze frowned, "I didn't expect him to come to you after school at noon, I'm still a step late." ”

"Alright, kid." Yin Dixiao looked at Yu Ze's sad appearance and patted him on the shoulder, "The piano was carried by the two of you together, and it stands to reason that both of you are responsible, but he took this matter alone." There are not many such friends, you have to know how to cherish them. ”

Yu Ze didn't speak, looked at the upright piano on the side, and remembered that afternoon, the sun shone on the black and white keys, Beifan's slender fingers leaped on the keys, one by one notes passed over his hands, and the melodious sound of the piano flowed warmly in Yu Ze's heart.