(93) When will you be able to carry a bag of rice for me?

In the evening, Song's mother made a large table of dishes.

Song Min was really hungry when he smelled the fragrant smell of the food, and he ate very happily with chopsticks.

Father Song also took a bottle of wine and drank it with Wen Yan.

"Eat more." Song's mother peeled one shrimp after another for Song Min.

Song Min hugged the bowl, "Mom, don't peel it, I won't eat it." ”

"Hmph." Song Hao pursed his lips, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and wiped his mouth, "I'm done eating." ”

The tone was obviously jealous.

In his house, it has always been his sister who comes back, and he is a phone bill, and his father doesn't love his mother.

Song Min glanced back at Song Hao's resentful back, and wanted to put the bowl and go to the room with Song Hao, but before he could stand up, he was quickly pressed by Song's mother, "Where are you going?" I didn't finish my meal. ”

"I ......" Song Min suddenly felt that the contents in her mouth were difficult to swallow, she was really full after eating for so long......

"Here, have a drink." Father Song poured another glass of wine and clinked glasses with Wen Yan.

Song Min frowned, bit his chopsticks and said dissatisfiedly: "How much have you drunk, don't drink it." ”

"You're starting to feel distressed?" Father Song glared, and his eyes were about to erupt with fire.

Wen Yan silently supported his forehead, his temples began to hurt from one after another, and his future father-in-law's face finally softened for him, so his little ancestor should not come to join in this fun, okay......

"I'm sorry for you, okay? How old are you and still think you're a teenager or twenty guy? Can you drink less? Song Min wrinkled his nose in disgust, "I don't care about my body." ”

"My life is so much fun, and you still don't want me to satisfy myself?" Father Song, who got his daughter's concern, smiled happily and filled himself and Wen with words.

"Drinking alcohol in moderation is still good for your health." Wen Yan interjected at the right time.

What the future son-in-law said obviously won the heart of Song's father, and he shook his head at Song Min proudly, "Hey, you see that the doctor said so." ”

Dad Song looked like "you see you can't do anything about me".

Song Min speechlessly lowered his head and poked the rice in his bowl, all that came to mind was the sentence "I like the way you annoy me but can't kill me", which is really naïve......

And she hasn't seen Wen Yan's amount of alcohol, what if she gets drunk by her father's wine vat......

"Pull it down, and drink in moderation." Song's mother was very disdainful, threw a few peeled shrimp into Song Min's bowl, wiped her hands, and complained to Wen Yan: "Your uncle is already a drunkard, and he is not happy without alcohol, and he is drunk all day long." ”

The smug look on Dad Song's face stiffened a little, and he forced a smile, "The children are here, can you save me some face." ”

Mother Song rolled her eyes and twisted her head to the side, not wanting to say a word to Father Song.

These two living treasures must have quarreled again...... Song Min made a judgment in his heart, no wonder her father didn't rush up when her mother was busy in the kitchen today, if the two of them were tired in the kitchen before.

"Finish this bowl of rice." Mother Song sandwiched a lot of dishes for Song Min, piled them up all over the place, and her tone could not be refused.

Song Min was two big, supporting his forehead with his hand holding chopsticks, and his eyes were closed, as if he was using his mind to help him digest.

Wen Yan looked at Song Min's headache, he wanted to laugh a little, and he was very distressed, but his future father-in-law and mother-in-law were there, and he didn't dare to make a mistake, so he only glanced at Song Min silently.

Song Min stopped eating, rested for a while, ate a bowl of rice for more than an hour, and when she put the last grain of rice into her mouth, Song's mother put the bowl away and complained: "Do you say you can use it a little?" It's so hard to eat, when can I count on you to carry a bag of rice for me? ”

Song Min said gently, holding his forehead with one hand, and sighed silently, Song Min was in his third year of high school, when he was the fattest, he and Song's mother saw a girl carrying a bag of rice downstairs and rushing into the unit building, and the sister's mother followed behind with empty hands, at that time, Song's mother was very excited to pull Song Min to let her take a look, and sighed, "When can you carry a bag of rice upstairs for me."

Song Min looked at her mother like a ghost, that girl was definitely as fat as two Song Min......

Song Minsheng shook his head lovelessly and looked at Father Song very sadly.

"I was reluctant to let my daughter carry the rice, whether it was my own or not." Father Song pouted at the kitchen, obviously not daring to disobey his wife.

"What did you say?" Mother Song came out with a dishcloth full of foam and glared at Song's father, Song's mother's eyes were already big, and she was angry, and her eyes were like copper bells.

"I mean, a girl can't carry it, doesn't she have a son-in-law?" Song's father was stunned for a second, and showed a flattering smile to Song's mother.

Song Min said that he was abused, and pulled Wen Yan out, "Mom, Dad, I'm really tired, go for a walk, come on." ”

"Sneeze, sneeze, sneeze......"

Out of the unit door, the cool air rushed to his face, and Song Min sneezed several times.

"So cold?" Wen Yan glanced at Song Min and wanted to take off his clothes.

Song Min held his hand and shook his head, "It's not cold, it's just that the air was too cold just now." ”

Wen Yan's eyes lit up amazingly, and he looked at Song Min.

Song Min subconsciously held Wen Yan's face, and the skin under his hands was slightly hot, "Are you drunk?" ”

"How can the amount of alcohol be so bad?" Wen Yan sneered, scraped Song Min's nose, and covered Song Min's hand holding his face, "Your hands are so cold, just cool me down." ”

From time to time, people come in and out of the unit doors.

Song Min slowly blushed, withdrew his hand, and said writhingly, "Hmm...... There are a lot of people, don't behave too much......"

Song Min didn't dare to look up at Wen Yan, lowered his head and finished speaking, his face became warmer and higher.

"Shy of what?" Wen Yan laughed sneeringly, and took Song Min's hand, "Let's go, let's find a small forest." ”

Song Min: "......"

"I really hold ......" Walking in the community, Song Min complained to Wen Yan pitifully, she was forced to eat two large bowls of rice, and now her stomach is still bulging, and she can't go down for a while.

"That's still so much." Wen Yan squeezed Song Min's hand.

Song Min had a bitter face, "Mom, aren't you afraid?" Menopausal women are really scary. ”

Wen Yan chuckled twice, I really can't imagine it, the sky is not afraid of the earth, he is holding a little ancestor who has no rut and people who are afraid, it is really strange, strange.

"What are you laughing at?" Song Min pinched Wen Yan's waist, but he didn't find any meat, thinking that Wen Yan was in such a good figure as a doctor? Although she knew that Wen Yan was thin, what she was thinking of was a different situation, and Song Min blurted out, "You don't have eight-pack abs, do you?" ”

The smile on Wen Yan's face froze, his eyes turned to Song Min faintly, looked at it for a while, and said faintly: "There are only six pieces." ”

Song Min breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately it's not eight pieces, she doesn't like muscular men!

Wen Yan paused for a few seconds before speaking, "But if you like it, I can practice to eight pieces." ”

"Don't, don't." Song Min hurriedly shook his head, "Six pieces is good, six pieces is good, I like six pieces!" ”

"Oh?" Wen Yan let out a low-key "oh", and the sound seemed to overflow from his throat, so good that Song Min wanted to plunge into his arms.

Song Min took a deep breath, held back a smile on his face, and then shook Wen Yan's arm coquettishly, "Wen Yan, I really hold on." ”

Wen Yan sighed lightly and hugged Song Min's shoulder, "Go to the pharmacy and buy stomach and digestion tablets." ”

Song Min: "......"

It seems a bit embarrassing...... Such a big person...... Because I couldn't eat it, I went to the pharmacy to buy stomach and digestion tablets...... It's really, so humiliating......

Song Min refused to enter the pharmacy alive or dead, and waited outside for Wen Yan to buy stomach and digest tablets.

"Alas, ancestor." Wen Yan handed the thing to Song Min.

Song Min put on a sweet smile, opened the box, picked out two grains, threw them into his mouth, and ate them like chewing beans.

Is it often eaten?

Wen Yan's expression was subtle, Song Min only cared about eating stomach and diet tablets and didn't pay attention to Wen Yan's expression, if she saw it, she would definitely feel that Wen Yan was disgusting her.

Song Min finished eating and went to pick again.

Wen Yan had already finished reading the instructions, stopped her, only picked one pill for her, and then put the rest of the stomach diet tablets into his pocket.

Song Min's eyes kept following the stomach diet tablets, as if he was looking at something delicious.

"Three slices is enough, how much more do you want to eat? What about jelly beans? Wen Yan couldn't laugh or cry.

"Actually...... Stomach Digest Tablets are very delicious, sweet and sour. Song Min held back such a sentence for a long time.

Wen Yan pinched Song Min's chin, pecked her lips quickly, and said slowly: "Well, you are also quite delicious, it is sweet." ”

Wen Yan's breath, warm with a faint smell of wine, pounced on Song Min's face, Song Min blushed all of a sudden, and was stunned for a few seconds before he began to chew the stomach diet tablets in his mouth.

After being soaked in saliva for a while, the sweet and sour taste is more pronounced.

"It's really delicious, you can taste it." Song Min swallowed what was in his mouth and looked at Wen Yan with a serious face.

Wen Yan couldn't laugh anymore, and looked at Song Min helplessly, he was thinking that in the future, he would definitely not be able to prepare stomach and appetite tablets at home, in case Song Min turned them all out and ate them......

"What kind of eyes are you?" Song Min felt the disgust in Wen Yan's eyes, his eyebrows furrowed, and his mouth pursed slightly.

"I like the look in your eyes." Wen Yan held Song Min's face, and his lips covered it, blocking Song Min's chatter and indignation.

Really like you, so love everything about you.

But in addition to taking medicine as sugar.

It was late when I got home.

Song's father and Song's mother haven't slept yet, watching TV in the living room.

"Mom and Dad, why haven't you slept yet?" Song Min said hello to his parents and prepared to slip into his room.

"Song Min, come here." Song's mother beckoned Song Min to sit on the sofa.

Don't look at Song's father and Song's mother who hurt Song Min so much, they have always called Song Min's name, and Song Hao is the same, treating everyone equally.

"What for?"

Song Min saw his parents' serious faces, and he felt a little uneasy.

"You haven't taken the graduate school entrance examination either, and your parents are discussing letting you go abroad." Father Song's tone was gentle, as if he was discussing with Song Min, but in fact, he had already decided the matter.

Song Min knew very well about Song's father's style, and his anger suddenly rushed up, "I don't go abroad." ”