At noon the next day, the list of birthday banquets hand-copied by Comrade Lover was newly released, and the ranking was sorted by the first letter of the surname:

Chen Lu (female), Dai Yu, Hua Ang, Ouyang Qianqian (female), Shen Bin, Xiong Ji, Yu Bo, Zhang Jialong, a total of eight people.

Xiao Yao held the A4 paper in his hand, frowned, sat on the sofa full of miscellaneous items, and invited him one by one with a landline phone.

In the end, Hua Ang said that he was in the field and couldn't arrive, and Yu Bo said "I'll try my best", so there were seven people.

Seven people plus a family of three, that is ten people, and ten people have to be stuffed in these ten square meters...... It can only be said that it is indeed lively.

During the Spring Festival before, my grandmother's house was also crowded by relatives like this, so Xiao Yao knew...... At the very least, you can definitely sit down.

In other words, I always feel that who is missing, who is it?

Shen Jie took the part of the birthday cake, and she had to make it herself.

Of course, the back kitchen was in Shen Tianyun's room, she volunteered to help, moved the ingredients and oven at home into the room, asked Shen Jie to teach her, and said that next time her classmates had a birthday, she would show her hand.

Xiao Yao stopped to no avail, remembered Shen Tianyun's dark cuisine, and began to worry about whether her classmate's birthday party would turn into a large-scale food poisoning scene.

It's really unsettling...... Xiao Yao was worried.

As for the meals of the day...... Xiao Yao meant to order takeout, and Shen's mother and daughter felt that it was better to serve hot pot.

Anyway, Shen Jie can't cook, and Shen Tianyun can't even think about it, can't she cook by herself for her birthday, right?

But there's one person who might ask her for help.

Xiao Yao finally realized who was missing from the list.

It was the first guest I personally invited.

Xiao Yao raised his head and looked at Shen Jie, who was carefully separating the egg yolk from the egg white: "Wife, is there a missing-"

"Dog, let's not call Yu Luying this time, okay?" Shen Jie didn't look up, took out the prepared low-gluten flour and starch, and prepared to start stirring.

“？” Xiao Yao was stunned and didn't speak for a long time.

Didn't you say that I was in charge of my birthday, and which one was sung all of a sudden?

"Okay?" Shen Jie raised her eyelids and asked again in a consultative tone.

"Okay." Xiao Yao nodded, not understanding why Shen Jie had only started to be jealous at this time.

However, how to explain it to Yu Luying......

Shen Jie laughed: "I'm joking with you, I missed it, you invite her." ”

Xiao Yao was a little stunned, and he didn't understand what she was going to do for a while.

"Please, no kidding." Shen Jie said, "Hurry up and call, ah." ”

Xiao Yao hesitated, but still didn't dare, Shen Jie wiped her hands, walked to the sofa, picked up the earpiece, and stuffed it into Xiao Yao's hand.

There was a knock on the door of the soap room: "Xiao Shen, aren't you going to buy vegetables with me?" ”

Since returning from the hospital, Shen Jie went to her uncle's house with gifts to visit and thank you, and their relationship seems to have become ...... Familiar?

"Here, uncle!" Shen Jie opened the bedroom door, lifted the basket, and ran out happily.

Miss Daughter of the Farmers' Market is really an inexplicable combination, Xiao Yao thought.

This uncle is also disgusted with Shen Jie in the hospital before, and now he has a straightforward virtue.

After all...... No one can refuse the charm of a young and beautiful female high school student, Xiao Yao thought teasingly.

Toot toot, toot toot, Xiao Yao pressed the eight-digit phone number of Yu Luying's house.

Doodoo Doodoo...... It seems that the earpiece has been taken down for too long and has timed out.

Xiao Yao pressed the button of the telephone with his hand, ready to release the redial.

Before he could let go of his hand, the sharp phone rang again.

Why are you so busy?

"Hello?" Xiao Yao said.

"Hello? Hello Xiao Yao," a sweet girlish voice came from the earpiece: "I'm Zhao Xiaomei." ”

Xiao Yao subconsciously rolled his eyes: "Hello Zhao Xiaomei, I'm Xiao Yao." ”

There was a crisp laugh like a silver bell on the other end of the phone: "Xiao Yao is very humorous." ”

"Uh...... Prizes have been awarded. Xiao Yao changed to a very comfortable position: "What's the matter, find me something?" ”

"Xiao Yao," Zhao Xiaomei said in a serious tone, "Xiaomei wants to ask, what is the secret of your writing so well?" ”

"Huh?" Xiao Yao was stunned for a moment: "Composition is such a thing, it is a matter of writing more and reading more." ”

"Write more...... It's a headache. Zhao Xiaomei said.

Didn't you claim to have been a literary club before, Xiao Yao thought teasingly.

"If you look more, what will you see? A selection of 800 word essays for middle school students? Zhao Xiaomei continued to ask for advice as if she were serious.

"You can read a selection of essays for middle school students, mainly to master the routine," Xiao Yao said seriously: "But it's good to read a few books of that kind of thing, mainly to read some Chinese and foreign world literature masterpieces." ”

"Masterpieces of Chinese and Foreign World Literature." Zhao Xiaomei said.

"Yes, you just look at that, the Ministry of Education...... The Ministry of Education recommends a must-read list for high school students, 100 literary masterpieces or something, pick the one you like to read......

"And then the words of modern literature...... Wang Xiaobo's "Times Trilogy", Han Han's books can be read...... Oh yes, "The Siege" is a must-see. ”

"I've watched Guo Bit's 'Happy Flowing into a River,' ......," Ms. Zhao said.

"I don't like to read Guo Bit's book anyway, there are only empty flowery rhetoric, and nothing else......

"Don't look at the Internet stuff, the more you look at the writing, the worse it gets......"

Zhao Xiaomei listened very carefully, and interrupted Xiao Yao halfway and said that she was going to get a notebook to note.

The more Xiao Yao spoke, the more energetic he became, and the earpiece changed from the left ear to the right ear, and from the right ear to the left ear.

The problem of people is to be a good teacher, that is to say, "being a teacher" is the same as picking out the ears, which is essentially a happy thing.

Whether Zhao Xiaomei's reverence for herself is sincere or acted, Xiao Yao doesn't know, but it is indeed quite useful.

Whether it is Shen Jie or Yu Luying, or Ouyang Qianqian, or even Shen Tianyun, it seems that no one has ever given him such reverence.

Xiao Yao told her about the writing of the title "We Are the Rising Sun", then talked about Haizi, Gu Cheng and Hazy Poems, talked about "The Death of the Poet", and then talked about Asimov's Three Laws of Robotics, Chivalry and the Quantum Uncertainty Principle, talked about the gossip in St. Francis's school, and even gave her a copy of "Bloodline II".

Zhao Xiaomei can't express many opinions, and most of the time she is listening to Xiao Yao's unilateral speech. She doesn't know much, so it is rare for "the old lady knows better than you" situation, and at the same time she is full of interest in every topic Xiao Yao chats.

In the end, Zhao Xiaomei asked Xiao Yao to read the composition she had written to her.

"No, no, no," Xiao Yao excused himself: "This is too weird, if you want to read it, I'll give you a few articles next time." ”

"However, Xiaomei wants to hear Xiao Yao read it to me." Zhao Xiaomei's tone had a hint of coquettishness.

Xiao Yao frowned, hesitated for a moment, and decided to decline this somewhat ambiguous and intimate request: "Next time, next time." ”

If it had been a month or two ago, Xiao Yao might have met her request, but now......

It may be a bit vulgar to say this: Our family Shen Jie hasn't heard me read an essay to her, how can you ......

Thinking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived, and at this moment, Shen Jie kicked open the bedroom door and broke in, with two plastic dishes in her left hand and three in her right hand, which were full of meat and vegetables.

This reminded Xiao Yao of the day Shen Jie ran away from home, and she also broke in with a black plastic bag......

"What's the matter with you?" The girl said: "Let you come and help me get some food, your mobile phone has not been in the service area, and the phone at home has been busy, who have you been talking to on the phone?" Yu Luying? ”

"I'm not, I don't," Xiao Yao said in a low voice into the microphone: "My family is back, I won't tell you yet, bye." He dropped the earpiece.

He put down the phone, stood up and stepped forward, and took the plastic bag from the girl's hand: "What are you doing in this room without soap tablets?" ”

"Who the hell are you talking to?" Shen Jie's eyes widened, this time she didn't plan to let Xiao Yao pass so easily.

"My phone should have been left in my daughter's room, so I haven't been in the service area," Xiao Yao opened the door of the refrigerator and stuffed the food in his hand hard: "By the way, wife, I'll read the composition I wrote to you, right?" ”

"Don't listen, don't listen, don't listen," Shen Jie covered her ears with her hands: "You can really do it, even if you call Yu Luying and ask her to come to the birthday party, the two of you will call for an hour or two, are you a little conscious?" ”

"It's really not Yu Luying, if it's Yu Luying, I'm ...... I am ......," Xiao Yao said urgently.

"Who's that?" Shen Jie didn't let go.

"Zhao Xiaomei." Xiao Yao recruited.

"Why is this Zhao Xiaomei again, what's wrong with the two of you?" Shen Jie crossed her hands on her hips.

"It's nothing, just she called, she had to ask me to teach her how to write essays......" Xiao Yao couldn't cry or laugh.

"And then? You read your essay to her, right? Shen Jie looked really angry this time.

"I don't have ......"

"You can do it!" Shen Jie pointed at Xiao Yao with her finger: "Then Yu Luying is your old friend, and we have lived and died together again, I can be regarded as quite tolerant, right?" You're going to give me another one? I know that you are looking good now, there are girls talking to you, and some girls are chasing you, you can really do it, next time someone picks up me, I will also leave my phone number at home-"

"Don't make trouble, what is not chasing, it is just ordinary classmates and friends, seeing that I am good at Chinese, you want me to help her make up for it, don't be angry......"

Shen Jie didn't listen to his quibbles, jumped over with her teeth and claws, crackling was a punch and kick that was not light or heavy, and after the hammer was finished, she climbed onto Xiao Yao's bed and lay on her side facing the wall.

Xiao Yao walked over and shook the other party's arm slightly, and as expected, he was hit on the arm again.

He was a little helpless, walked into Shen Tianyun's room and took out his mobile phone, ready to send a message to Yu Luying to confirm the arrangements for his birthday.

"The phone is mine." Shen Jie suddenly sat up, stared at Xiao Yao and stretched out her hand, and spread her white and tender palms upward.

"Okay." Xiao Yao put down the half-edited text message, closed the cover of the Motorola in his hand, and put it in Shen Jie's palm.

He walked back to the sofa and sat down, picked up the new issue of "The Emperor of Science Fiction" and flipped it up.

"The magazine is mine too." Shen Jie said.

Xiao Yao was stunned for a moment, and thought that it was indeed Shen Jie who bought this issue back for him from the newsstand.

He put the magazine in the girl's hand again.

"The glasses are mine, too." Shen Jie said.

On the day he came back from the hospital, Shen Jie took him to re-equip a pair of fashionable glasses and replaced the original old-fashioned black-framed square glasses.

Xiao Yao took off his glasses and handed them to Shen Jie, and everything in front of him became a little blurred.

I'm going to see what else you do.

"Clothes, pants, socks, and slippers, all mine!"

"Okay." Xiao Yao began to take off his clothes, stacked them neatly on the bed, and covered Shen Jie: "Fortunately, I bought the underwear myself." ”

"That's my money, too!" Shen Jie said strongly.

"Okay, are you sure?" Xiao Yao grabbed both sides of the boxer flat underwear with both hands, and was about to take them off.

"Alright, the panties are yours." Shen Jie hurriedly stretched out her hand to stop his hooliganism.

"The house is mine!" Xiao Yao finally thought of a way to fight back - is it possible that you still want me, the "wrong party", to get out of the house?

Wrong.

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Yao regretted it. As soon as these words came out, Shen Jie jumped up and ran out again, isn't this that she has nothing to do with herself?

Xiao Yao was thinking about how to find himself back, but Shen Jie didn't move, and answered confidently: "However, you are also mine!" ”

"Huh?" Xiao Yao was slightly stunned, and immediately reacted.

He jumped on the bed and reached out to hold Shen Jie in his arms: "Yes, I am yours too." ”

The tense air suddenly dissipated without a trace.

The girl didn't push him away again this time, just buried her head in his shoulder and bit it gently.

"Don't bite," Xiao Yao's shoulders shrunk: "I told you, it's just that someone else called me to ask me to guide the composition, and I happened to have nothing to do, so I'm embarrassed to hang up like this, that's all." If I have extra thoughts, I'm a dog, right? ”

"You were originally a dog," Shen Jie said, "my dog." ”

"I'm your Wangbaba, you're my meow ma." Xiao Yao held the girl in his arms, rolled over on the small single bed once, and rolled back again.

"Ah, you've got my hair on it!" Shen Jie shouted.

？ No, how can you still press your hair when you have shaved it short?

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's okay, I'll rub it for you."

“…… Okay," Shen Jie rubbed her head, stretched out her smooth bare feet, and rubbed it on Xiao Yao's calf: "Hurry up, get dressed, we're going to Navarre's wedding dress." ”

"Where's Navarre?" Xiao Yao sat up and got dressed.

"Kiyoura."

"So far?" Xiao Yao was taken aback: "I remember that the three roads in our school are Paris wedding dresses, and there is a Milan wedding dress on the old commercial street, why do you run to Qingpu?" ”

"Isn't it stupid, dirt bun," the girl said angrily, "Paris, Milan, those are all ...... Assembling operations, industrial production lines, you know, set templates and sets, all are very cliché things, and there is basically no artistic design at all. ”

"What about Navarre?"

"It's a high-end custom art wedding dress."

"Are you sure our money—your money, enough to toss around?"

"If you want to shoot it, shoot it, otherwise why don't you shoot the headpost?" Shen Jie said as a matter of course.

Actually, I just seemed to want to take a big head sticker at first? Xiao Yao thought.

"Okay, good, Qingpu will Qingpu." Xiao Yao put on his pants, stretched out his feet to put on slippers, and got out of bed.

Wait, Kiyopo?

Xiao Yao thought of something terrible.

From here to Qingpu, I'm afraid it's more than 20 kilometers, right?

(End of chapter)