After kicking Yan Zhen into the car, Yan Shu himself sat in the back seat, controlling Yan Zhen to death, blocking his way to run.

That kick was firmly on the man's ass.

Yan Qing outside the car covered half of his eyes, feeling pain for him.

Yan Zhen covered his buttocks and looked at Yan Shu accusingly, "I'm your brother!" ”

Yan Shu turned his face sideways and glanced at him, but he didn't speak, his eyes seemed to say: You also know that you are a brother.

Silence is better than sound at this point.

Yan Zhen stopped talking for a while, turned his head, and looked out the car window, as if he was angry.

At this moment, Yan Shu was a brand new image in Yan Qing's eyes.

Yan Xiuwen looked at Yan Qing, who was still standing outside the car, and his voice was cold and slightly deep, "Don't get in the car yet?" ”

Only then did Yan Qing retract his gaze and pull the car door, at this time, only the co-pilot was left in the car.

Yan Xiuwen drove the car, but he didn't know what he was thinking, and occasionally when he was waiting for the traffic light, Yu Guang glanced at Yan Qing.

…

When I came to the beauty salon, the beautician approached Yan Zhen with a razor, only to see Yan Zhen hiding on the left and shrinking his head on the right, and everyone was tied to the position, which was still unruly.

"Young Master Yan, don't move......"

"I'll scratch my face later."

"Young Master Yan......"

Faced with the behavior of Yan Zhen's three-year-old child, the beautician had no idea what to do, and looked at Yan Xiuwen and the others for help.

At this time, Yan Zhen was like a bear child who was sent by relatives to help take care of him for a day or two in the summer, not only was he disobedient, but he also seemed to have ADHD.

The bear child cuts his hair, gives some toys or snacks, and he is a person in his twenties, and he is struggling.

At this time, Yan Qing finally understood that Yan Shu's desire to speak before stopped, the eldest brother of the Yan family in front of him only grew IQ and height, and he was not old, Yan was three years old.

Yan Shu, who was drinking juice on the side, couldn't stand it anymore, put down the juice, got up and took the razor from the beautician's hand, "I'll come." ”

The beautician was relieved.

When the razor arrived in Yan Shu's hand, Yan San, who was still naughty, suddenly stopped moving as if he were a wooden stake, and his expression froze on his face.

It's like meeting a natural enemy, and it's well-behaved.

Yan Shu: "Brother, you know, my skills are not very good, and if I hurt your face, I won't have the money to compensate you." ”

Yan Zhen stared at the razor in her hand, full of vigilance.

Yan Shu then smeared the foam on his face, and after a while, he began to shave his beard.

Yan Qing suddenly smiled, "How do you feel that the eldest brother is not like the eldest brother, and the younger sister is not like the younger sister." ”

She originally thought that Yan Shu was still a child who needed to be taken care of, but now with the contrast of Yan Zhen, she suddenly looked like an adult who could take care of children.

Maybe the atmosphere was more relaxed, and Yan Xiuwen also said a few words in a good mood, "Although Yan Zhen is old, he has been taking care of him since he was a child, and even the admission ticket and examination pen for the previous college entrance examination were prepared by Yan Shu, who was only in junior high school at the time. ”

Yan Qing: "......" doesn't sound very reasonable, but in these two people, it seems to be normal again.

When I met Yan Shu, Yan Zhen, the eldest brother, was like an obedient little brother.

The beard was shaved, and a white face was exposed, with clear facial features, which was very different from the image of Fang Cai's unshaven beard.

The barber simply trimmed his hair, and the "sloppy uncle" instantly became a "handsome guy", and all of a sudden, even the flip-flops on Yan Zhen's feet became pleasing to the eye.

Looking at it this way, it really looks very similar to Yan Qing, especially a pair of eyes.

The group of four returned to Yan's house, and Mrs. Yan, who went out to party with friends, has not yet returned.

Yan Zhen went to his room and prepared to take a shower first.

"Where's my pajamas?" Yan Zhen's loud voice sounded on the second floor.

Yan Shu on the first floor: "The cabinet on the third floor to the left of the wardrobe. ”

Yan Zhen: "Shushu, where did I put my towel?" ”

Yan Shu: "On the drying rod behind the bathroom door on the second floor. ”

Yan Shu sat on the sofa, reading with a book in his hand, and replied to Yan Zhen from time to time with a sentence or two.

Yan Qing, who was checking the incoming account of his bank card in the past few days, couldn't help but look up at Yan Shu, this person really wants to be compared.

In the comparison of Yan Zhen, the unreliable eldest brother, Yan Shu, the little sister, is much more reliable.

Just when Yan Qing thought that there could be no more unreliable questions, Yan Zhen's loud voice sounded again......

Yan Zhen: "Shushu, why can't I find my underwear, where are I putting it??? ”

Yan Shu didn't even raise his head: "Under the wardrobe, count the second floor of the third cabinet on the left." ”

Yan Qing: "??? ”

With Yan Zhen, Yan Shu is not as sticky to Yan Qing as in the past.

Because throughout the night, except for the time when the family was eating, Yan Shu was almost dealing with Yan Zhen.

During the meal, Mrs. Yan was obviously in a good mood, Xu bought a lot of new clothes during the day, and smiled and took turns serving vegetables to the three children, "Zhen'er, eat more, see that your face has lost a lot of weight, you must not have eaten well at school." ”

Yan Zhen grinned and ate a large piece of meat, "Thank you, Mom." ”

Yan Shu glanced up at Yan Zhen and pierced mercilessly, "It's obvious that you have a small face because you shaved your beard." ”

Mrs. Yan suddenly smiled even more happily, and even said to Yan Xiuwen, her tone was a lot softer, "Xiuwen, you are not young, you should find a girlfriend, if you have a suitable one around, just look everywhere." ”

"Bring it back, and my sister-in-law will give you a staff officer."

Yan Xiuwen responded lightly, obviously not enthusiastic about getting a girlfriend.

Yan Shu spoke again: "Little uncle's character, it is better to give him a blind date." ”

Mrs. Yan looked at Yan Qing again, her eyes crooked, "Qing'er, the exam results haven't come yet?" ”

Yan Qing nodded, "Well, I haven't come down yet." ”

With her youngest daughter's report from the examination room a few days ago, she had some points in her heart, and immediately comforted Yan Qing, "It's okay, it's okay if you fail the test, let's find a tutor and see how to improve this grade." ”

At this time, Yan Shu's mouth suddenly became sweet, "Sister is so smart, there must be no problem!" ”

This dinner was quite harmonious.

The atmosphere of the family, and the beauty of harmony.

It wasn't until dinner was over that Yan Zhen's voice began to sound in the house again......

"Shushu, where did I put my tablet, why didn't I find it?"

"On the desk in the study on the second floor."

"Where's my phone charger?"

"In the middle drawer of your bedroom table."

"Where's my book on human cytology?"

After finding that Yan Shu was silent, Yan Zhen traveled a long way, walked from the second floor to the third floor, and knocked on Yan Shu's door, "Shushu, where is my foot soaking bucket?" ”

"Bang!" The sound of the door being slammed shut was deafening.

The next door was meditating, and the sleepy Yan Qing was instantly awakened by the shock, "......"

This Yan Zhen, with thick skin, is somewhat resistant to beating.

She got out of bed, put on her slippers and went out of the room, ready to pour a cup of hot milk.

As soon as I went downstairs and entered the kitchen, I saw Yan Xiuwen, who was wearing white home clothes, leaning against the table, his slender fingers on the ceramic cup.

Dressed in beige loungewear, elegant and elegant, especially the rare silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose, a little less cold and noble on weekdays, and a little more bookish.

This is the first time Yan Qing has seen Yan Xiuwen wearing glasses.

"What, haven't you seen enough?" Yan Xiuwen looked at Yan Qing and asked in a low voice.