At noon, Chen Hui rode an electric car and rushed from West Street to Willow Lane, and the small battery drove the momentum of Ferrari. Climbed up the stairs to the third floor and found that Boss Song was actually in the store.

"You've been here longer than you've been in the past six months." Chen Hui walked to the air conditioner, lifted his clothes to reveal a piece of abdominal muscles, adjusted the lower fan blade and blew it, "My mother stewed a duck in the morning, saying that it was duck serum lung, I just sent that pot of duck soup to your house, and I thought you would be at home." ”

Song Feng nestled in the chair, knocked on the table with two long legs, and held the game console in his hand: "Thank you Auntie for me." ”

Chen Hui: "Thank you, you are your own son." ”

Song Feng smiled, didn't say anything more, and continued to indulge in his Super Mario.

He and Chen Hui met in high school, and at the beginning, everyone definitely looked at each other unpleasantly, and they fought twice, and then they actually had feelings?

I thought that he and Chen Hui would be together all day long and not do business, and Aunt Wu would scold him when they met, but I didn't expect it to ...... It's really my own son.

Later, he opened this Internet café, although he had a little money, but it was only enough to rent a house, he took some at home, borrowed it from fox friends and dogs, and Chen Hui and his family helped him the most.

Song Feng put his legs down, put the game console on the table, and took out an envelope from the drawer: "Take it back to Aunt Wu." ”

"What's that?" Chen Hui turned his back to Song Feng to blow the air conditioner, turned his head and saw the envelope in his hand, and immediately understood, the sweat was almost gone, he scooped up a chair and sat next to Song Feng, "Pay it back to others first, my family doesn't need it now." ”

Song Feng didn't take it back: "Take it." ”

Adults, borrowing money hurts the most feelings, especially Aunt Wu is so good to their family.

"Go to my house for dinner in the evening, you give it yourself, maybe my mother will be happy to see you." Chen Hui rolled up the vest little by little, revealing his white and tender belly.

He didn't answer, and Song Feng threw it directly into his arms.

"Yo, it's a bit heavy." The edges and corners of the envelope poked at Chen Hui, Chen Hui rubbed it, and put it on the table casually, "My mother gave me a day off today, and I came over to prostitute for nothing." ”

In order to chase mushrooms, Mario jumped off the cliff again, and Song Feng threw the game console in front of Chen Hui: "Prostitute." ”

"I can't look down on you...... game consoles. The little clever ghost Chen Hui stood up and touched Boss Song's head as if he was appeased, attracted by his short and piercing hair, "Otherwise, I'll cut my head another day?" It should look good. ”

"What you lack is not a hairstyle, it's Brother Feng's face." A little brother next to him ruthlessly debunked.

"Tsk, it's itchy, isn't it?" This sentence instantly poked Chen Hui's heart, and he looked up and looked around, "The sun came out in the west today?" Didn't even smoke? ”

He said that when he entered the door, how did he feel that today was different, usually it was not a black miasma, and on weekends when there were many people, Boss Song would take care of it, and usually let them smoke each other.

"Brother Feng said that it would affect him to quit smoking, and he won't be allowed to smoke in the future." Another brother just quit after losing the game, chatting with Chen Hui.

Chen Hui was surprised: "How many times is this?" ”

On the left side of the second row, a brother with green hair who killed Matt thought for a moment and said, "It seems to be the one hundred and seventy-fourth." ”

"Keep it in mind, maybe you can rush to three hundred this year."

The people in their room look like they are all junior high and high school, and almost all of them know each other, or how to say that they are fox friends and dog friends, even if their homes are in the east of the city, they all travel across the ocean to surf the Internet.

What's more, the sea in Hecheng is so big, and there are only a few streets.

Boss Song was addicted to his little broken game console, and he didn't pay attention to his brothers' troubles.

It was very hot today, Song Feng didn't open the window, he habitually glanced downstairs, and there was no one in the alley.

After sitting for a long time, Song Feng got up and stretched. The same black T-shirt as yesterday, except that there are no burnt holes in it. He has always been too lazy to pick out clothes, he just takes a few pieces, and the whole summer has passed.

When the two arms are stretched up, the T-shirt also goes up, faintly revealing a little sexy abs and belly button. As the arms were lowered, the clothes were closed.

Not addictive.

Boss Song wore a pair of angry red sweatpants today, as well as low-top black canvas shoes, his ankles were exposed, and every part of his body exuded the bony feeling and strength of a boy's line.

"Just went to my house, what are they doing?" Song Feng looked out the window and looked at the old willow tree in a daze. Chen Hui sat in the first row, relatively close.

"Grandpa Meng was reading a book when I went, and after a while, the hairy boys came." Chen Hui logged on to the account and received the tasks and rewards first, "Grandma is in a hurry to go out and talk to people." ”

Song Feng frowned, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, but waited for a while before it was connected.

"Xiaofeng, I'm busy now, grandma will call you later." On the other end of the phone, Grandma Song was about to enter the man's house.

"I'm not resting at home at noon, and I'm going out to catch up with heat stroke?" Song Feng touched the glass, it was a little hot.

"Grandma's body knows itself, I won't tell you, be obedient!"

Very simply, the phone hung up, Song Feng looked at the phone screen, and sighed secretly in his heart, such an old person, I don't know who is disobedient.

"Look, I'll go out." Song Feng prepared to go downstairs.

"Wait." Chen Hui took off the headphones around his neck, and took two steps forward to pull Song Feng back, "Grandma is so adult, besides, there must be other people around, what do you care?" ”

Song Feng glanced at Chen Hui: "I'm also idle here." ”

"See for yourself in your own shop! My brother is here to play a game today. Chen Hui sat back, he had already parachuted in the game, and the red exploding head stood stupidly on the road motionless, "Grandma is really in good health, she went for a run with my mother last night, have you ever seen a person who is almost 70 years old with such a good attitude?" ”

Song Feng lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Besides, if the old man likes it, you just let her go." It's been five minutes, Chen Hui didn't pick up a gun, and it didn't look like someone in this ghost place, he glanced at Song Feng who was standing in place, "I see that grandpa has been in good health recently, he has nothing to do when he retires, and he doesn't like to go out to join in the fun like grandma. ”

Song Feng had already sat back, the huge display screen blocked him completely, and Chen Hui could only see his angry red sweatpants through the gap.

On the computer screen, Chen Hui looked again, the person had already fallen to the ground, shrunk the circle and poisoned himself, he simply collapsed on the chair and continued to fight with Boss Song.

"People aren't that brittle, don't be too sensitive." Chen Hui paused, and was a little serious, "It will make them burdensome." ”

Behind the display screen, Song Feng looked at the old willow tree outside the window, and after hearing Chen Hui's words, his eyes moved slightly. His biggest concern is not his grandmother, but his grandfather.

Grandma has always been in good health, but grandpa has never stopped taking medicine all year round. The body is naturally weaker. When Grandma was young, she liked to talk to people, and she still likes it, and no matter whether it works out or not, she doesn't want a penny, just to have fun. My grandfather has been a teacher all his life, and in the past few years of retirement, he sometimes makes up lessons for students at home.

A month ago, someone came to make up the class, and Song Feng said that he didn't agree to anything, for fear that he would be tired.

Chen Hui said that he hadn't thought about it, but he didn't know it...... What to do is best for them.

After two or three hours, Grandma Song called and said that she had gone home, and Song Feng hung up the phone and rode back on her bicycle.

The house is an old-style residential building, and on the first floor, Song Feng opened the door and smelled the umami of old duck soup.

"It's back!" Grandma Song came out of the kitchen with the pot.

"Hmm." Song Feng came in and didn't see the group of students: "It's over today?" ”

"A few children had something to do today, so they left early." Grandpa Meng wears glasses and reads a book on a bamboo chair, which is a dream of Red Mansions that looks old and has been turned over many times.

Song Feng had only been in for a minute, and he was so hot that he wanted to take a cold shower. When he was not at home, the air conditioner was completely a decoration, and when they turned it on, they said that they were afraid of the cold and couldn't stand it.

He knew that they were just afraid of electricity.

"Fever the children again." Song Feng picked up the remote control of the air conditioner and turned it on.

Grandpa Meng put down the book and smiled: "I only closed it when they left, and there is still cool air in the house." ”

Cool? Song Feng is going to be happy. The older people get, the more like children, they learn to quibble.

Grandma Song filled three bowls of soup, and then went to the kitchen to get three spoons: "You said that your grandfather, Xiaohui sent the soup over and I was in a hurry to go out, he didn't know how to put it in the refrigerator, such a big person can't take care of himself, if I leave first in the future, what will he do?" ”

"What do you say?" Song Feng looked up and looked over expressionlessly.

"Don't say it, don't say it, drink soup!" Grandma Song fished out a piece of meat from the pot and put it in the bowl of Grandpa Meng and Song Feng, "Your Aunt Wu is so good." ”

Song Feng drank the soup and found that his grandmother's face was a little red, he lowered his head and slowly spoke: "It's not that I don't let you do this, it's not like you're going to do this now, it's more than thirty degrees outside, can't you go at five or six o'clock?" How many kilowatt-hours of electricity can you use air conditioning for a few months a year? ”

Grandpa Meng smiled kindly, and suddenly coughed twice: "Your grandmother and I are old, and I can't stand the cold." ”

Song Feng's ears were cocooned with these words.

"Xiaofeng, my grandfather's generation and I have endured hardships, and we have survived the famine, how many people did not do manual work at that time? Although he is old now, he will not faint outside after walking a few steps, that is, your grandfather, who has been weak since he was a child, can do less work than us. ”

Speaking of which, Chen Hui seems to be the true biography of Grandma Song.

"Where is there less than what you do......"

The two of them chatted and talked about the past, Song Feng listened to their bickering, leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Grandpa Meng, whose name is Meng Heran, is the same as his name, white and thin, does not fight for anything, does not like to join in the fun, hides everything in his heart and does not like to talk, and most of the time he holds a book. And Grandma Song happened to be the opposite, she wanted to know everything and was warm-hearted.

Grandma Song is two years older than Grandpa Meng, and she just said that Grandpa Meng can't take care of herself, in the final analysis, it's all Grandma Song's habit.

There is one word to describe Grandma Song's care for Grandpa Meng, and that is "pain".

Grandma Song loves Grandpa Meng very much.

At that time, there were many brothers and sisters in the family, and Grandma Song only read until the second grade of primary school and stopped going to school, but she couldn't bear to be smart, and asked Grandpa Meng if she didn't know any words when she watched TV.

And Grandpa Meng has been weak since he was a child, and the conditions in that era were not good, for so many years, although there is no major illness, but minor illnesses continue, Grandma Song feels sorry for his hand in writing and reading, and never lets him do heavy work.

The two of them just stumbled to this point.

Grandma Song put away the bowls, and suddenly slowed down when she thought of something: "Xiaofeng, tomorrow is your father's birthday, let's go to Houshan to burn some paper in the morning." ”

The smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly froze, Song Feng slowly opened his eyes, looked at his grandparents who deliberately pretended to be nothing, and unconsciously clasped his hands together: "Is my mother coming?" ”

Grandma Song was about to go to the kitchen with the bowl, but her footsteps suddenly stopped, and then she turned her head to look at Song Feng with a smile on her face: "Your mother has something to do at home, so she can't come."