Wei Xia and Song Ziheng arrived at the door of the house, directly pushed open the small door next to them and entered, passed through the small courtyard, and came to the porch of the main house. Hearing the sound of her grandmother and her mother arguing from the kitchen, Wei Xia suddenly ran to the kitchen door, only to hear her grandmother as if she was complaining about her mother

"I said that this sugar should be put a little more, Xia Xia likes this sweetness, you have to let it"

"Oh, Mom, it's too sweet for you to eat, so it's just right, you can eat two pieces"

"What I eat with this tooth, I make it for the children"

"My beautiful grandmother, did you burn me ribs today? It's so fragrant~"

Wei Xia said as if he was inhaling fairy qi hard, and he went up to hold his grandmother, and didn't forget to shout at his mother

"Mom, why are you doing this, every time you stop grandma from playing! But grandma, as long as you make it, I love to eat it whether it's sweet or not, it's not so sweet, I'm about to lose weight! ”

"Go, what kind of weight do children lose at home, they are growing their bodies, but they can't damage their bodies"

Grandma pretended not to look at Wei Xia in disgust, and her mother was wiping the plate on the side and echoed it

"That is, where is the fat on your body to lose, you will be promoted to the third year next semester, don't toss around"

"I know, I know, I'm going to take a shower and change clothes, and I'm going to eat my crispy, fragrant, soft, glutinous, sweet and sweet pork ribs!"

"You came back by taxi, right? It's not raining, is it? Mom asked

"No, my classmate lent us an umbrella"

"Yikes! Didn't I call you and ask for a taxi back! Drenched? ”

Grandma continued, and quickly pulled Wei Xia around in a circle, touched her body, and stroked her hair

"It's okay, it's not drenched, the rain is not heavy, hurry up and wash and change into warm clothes, although it's late spring, it's still a little cold"

"Grandma, it's not that the rain is not heavy, it's me who is blocking her! Most of the umbrellas were given to her, and half of my body was wet, and I didn't see you hurting me! ”

I don't know when Song Ziheng also arrived at the door of the kitchen, and he took a shower and changed his clothes, lazily leaning against the door and wiping his hair with a towel

"Why are you so fast, a few words of kung fu bath are all washed!"

Wei Xia looked at Song Ziheng in surprise

"It's called neat, men are like this" with a tsundere expression

"Boys belong to fire, it's okay to get a little rain, you should take care of Xia Xia, she's a girl"

Grandma looked at Wei Xia dotingly, and when Wei Xia heard it, she lowered her head coquettishly and rubbed her grandmother's neck

"Tut, this family is inferior to men!"

After Song Ziheng finished speaking, he hurriedly slipped away, Wei Xia followed and chased over, and his mother shook her head helplessly with a smile on the side.

A dinner is full of wolf smoke, Song Ziheng always competes with Wei Xia, from letting his grandmother serve rice to picking vegetables, and then to the soup is thick and thin, knowing that he can't compete for anything, but he still has a lot of fun, this is probably the biggest fun he has with Wei Xia!

When they were talking about homely things at the dinner table, there was a "squeak", the door was pushed open, and it was Wei Xia's father who came back, holding a black cowhide briefcase under his arm, holding the wall with one hand, opening the shoe cabinet with the other hand and taking out the slippers to change into, brushing the raindrops on his hair and shoulders, and walking towards the dining room

"Mom, I'm back, Ziheng is here today!" Dad's hearty voice rang out

"Well, uncle" Song Ziheng hurriedly responded

"Daddy," Wei Xia shouted

"The rice is edible, if you don't eat it, I'll give you a hot dish," grandma said and was about to get up and serve the food

"No need Mom, I came back from dinner, today a parent invited me to dinner with a few shareholders of the school because his child was going to be expelled for a fight at school, and they prepared the next one after dinner, but I didn't go, so I came back in a hurry"

Dad said to grandma, but his eyes glanced at his mother from time to time, as if to explain something, mom kept smiling, looked at dad, looked at everyone, and then got up and started to clean up the table, and everyone got up to help clean up

"Then I'll make you a cup of tea after I'm done," Mom poked into the study as she looked at Dad

"You two don't care, rinse your mouth, go upstairs and do your homework, and I'll cut some fruit for you later."

Grandma stopped Wei Xia and Song Ziheng from moving and drove them upstairs.

Upstairs, the sister and brother just crossed the stairs and frolicked again, Wei Xia was accidentally screamed by Song Ziheng "Ah", this one was very loud, because it was still on the edge of the staircase, so the movement could be heard downstairs

"Wei Xia, don't shout, study hard!"

Dad's stern shouting came up, and the two siblings looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders, and entered the room one after the other.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Wei Xia actually heard a trace of indifference from his father's voice, since his father came back from attending the parent-teacher conference for the first time this semester, his attitude towards Wei Xia has always made Wei Xia feel like he was separated by something inexplicable, although his father has always been strict with himself in the past, but it feels really different from now, and he can't find any other reason, Wei Xia can only think that his academic performance does not meet his father's requirements!

After the parent-teacher meeting, Wei Xia also thought about it: with her current grades, she still has a chance to enter the special class with more efforts. As we all know, the special class of Takeoff High School is the threshold of key universities, not to mention the top five in the country, at least you can choose from the top ten schools in the country, and Meng Ran is in the special class, that is the place she originally longed for, she didn't have so many desires before, and now seeing that more than half of her high school career has passed, an impulse also wants to roll up her sleeves and rush against Wei Xia, but it takes time to progress

"Give me a little more time, I'll rush in!" Wei Xia clenched her hands tightly to cheer herself on.

"Where are you going?" Song Ziheng was inexplicable when he heard it

"No, go ahead and write your homework!"

Wei Xia walked to the study table, opened the schoolbag he brought with him in the shower, took out the books, stationery, and a large number of exercises and began to study seriously. Song Ziheng was also very well-behaved, no longer bothering Wei Xia, but pulled a bench and sat down opposite Wei Xia, opened his schoolbag, and started his homework journey.

Fifteen or sixteen square meters of room, the yellowish light with the light blue wall is very harmonious, the sunflower oil painting on the wall has existed since Wei Xia has a memory, once asked my mother, is it made by a famous family, my mother only said no, and then did not continue this topic. For so many years, it has accompanied Wei Xia like a life, like a smiling face, just looking at her so quietly. Inside the desk was a computer, and next to the white keyboard was a red notebook in soft cowhide, small, with something like a button on it, wrapped around a thin black rope.

Behind Wei Xia is a large floor-to-ceiling window, the curtain has two layers, the bottom layer is a transparent veil, half-covered, and the outer layer is coarse linen, knotted, like a little girl's hair pinned up on both sides. Through the window, you can see the entire courtyard and the white street lamp at the entrance of the alley in the distance.

The rain slanted on the glass window, and then slid down the irregular line one by one, very rhythmic, but very quiet.