The modern fortune-telling history of a small shopkeeper

They are going to school tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and there are still a lot of things to do now, why don't they have nothing to do?Qiao Minglang didn't want to spend the whole day in bed, and he didn't have the physical strength and Zhou Xing to continue to make trouble in bed. He now regrets how he pampered this person last night, so that he woke up in the morning with sore body .

When he thought that he still had so many things to do this day, he regretted so much in his heart.

Zhou Xing stared at the boy's face carefully, and asked, "Are you regretting it?"

"..." Qiao Minglang was so angry that he pulled out the pillow behind him and slapped this person's face. He got up angrily and moved too much, which made him grit his teeth in pain. He really wanted to slap this person to death.

Zhou Xing collapsed on the bed, removed the pillow that hit his face, thinking that his wife was really cruel.

But when I think about the taste of the meat I tasted last night, it is so wonderful...

Seeing the boy get up from the bed to find clothes, he wished he could drag him back to the bed again, put on a provocative pose on the bed, and shouted, "Big baby~come~"

"..." Qiao Minglang turned his head, glanced at this person, and went into the bathroom as if he had seen a ghost.

Seeing the boy's expression, Zhou Xing was greatly shocked, knowing that today was hopeless, so he also got up from the bed.He found a pair of underpants and put them on, followed the boy into the bathroom.

Two people stand in front of the mirror and brush their teeth. They have the same water cup and toothbrush, but the color is a little different. One person's cup is black, and the other's cup is black. Zhou Xing picks out the things, which shows his bad taste.

Zhou Xing looked at the two people in the mirror, reached out and patted the boy's head, grinning a little silly.

Qiao Minglang moved his head, but he didn't shake off the hand on top of his head. After rinsing his mouth, he said, "I have to go to my uncle's house today." It's the Chinese New Year, and I don't know when it will be when I go to his uncle's house next time.

In the past few years when he went to the city to attend high school, he only visited his uncle's house a few times. Firstly, it was true that he didn't have time. Secondly, he didn't have a deep relationship with his uncle and aunt. My teacher doesn't have much free time, so he is embarrassed to bother him.If it wasn't for his grandfather reminding him when he went back this time, he would have forgotten to go to his uncle's house to say hello.

He felt that out of politeness, he had to go over and talk to his uncle and aunt anyway.

"I'll take you there later?" Zhou Xing stroked the newly grown beard on his chin, felt a little prickly, and stretched out his hand to touch the young man's face, which was smooth and tender without any beard.Qiao Minglang angrily slapped away the hands that were groping his face, and said in disgust, "What are you groping about!"

"Why don't you grow a beard? Look, I get up and shave once a day." There was his razor on the shelf, and Zhou Xing took it, looked at the boy with a smile, and asked, "You want to help me?" Do you practice your hands in advance, so as not to scratch yourself later. "

Qiao Minglang thought to himself that I have less body hair, can't I?But it is indeed a bit strange that he has not grown a beard at this age. Other boys have already started to grow beards at the age of seventeen or eighteen.

The two of them have been together for so many years in the three years of high school. The most obvious thing is that Zhou Xing started to grow a beard two years ago, and he still hasn't grown a beard yet.Is there really something wrong with him?

"What are you thinking? Are you coming or not?" Zhou Xing slapped a little foam on his chin and handed over the knife.

"I can't blame you for scratching you." Seeing the razor in Zhou Xing's hand, Qiao Minglang was a little curious about it, and didn't know how to use it.He had seen Zhou Xing use it before, but he hadn't tried it yet, so he was not very good at the actual operation.

"Come, come, I'll give you my brother's face. As long as you think I'm ugly, you can stab me in the face as much as you want." Zhou Xing moved his face closer and urged the young man to come over and shave him, but he was not afraid of the young man. scratched him.

Looking at the enlarged handsome face in front of him and listening to this man's words, Qiao Minglang felt it was funny again, but later on he carefully shaved off this man's beard with a knife.

The figure of two people was reflected in the mirror in the bathroom. The tall boy tended to be between a teenager and a young man, and the boy who shaved his beard had a slender figure, still looking like a teenager.In the three years of high school, Qiao Minglang's height has grown from the original 1.6 meters to the current 1.7 meters five, but compared to Zhou Xing's tall man of more than 1.8 meters, standing in front of Zhou Xing, he still looks tall A little bit small.

Seeing the young man with his head up and shaving his beard tenderly and attentively, Zhou Xing leaned over to kiss the young man, but he forgot that there was a knife moving under his chin, and he yelled in the next second.

"!" Qiao Minglang let go of his hand, and the knife fell from his hand. He stopped breathing, and shouted: "What are you doing, are you crazy! I'm still shaving you, you What are you messing with?"

Seeing blood beads coming out, he turned on the faucet cleanly and asked the man to come to his face and wash it off, "Wash it quickly, see if the wound is big, I'll find some medicine and wipe it on for you. "

"It's okay, I don't think the wound is too big." Zhou Xing was a little guilty, he couldn't say that I wanted to kiss you just now, forgetting that he was still being shaved, but this is his own responsibility!

After washing my face, I saw a small gash, and a little blood came out.

Seeing the young man's pale face from his fright, Zhou Xing stretched out his hands and hugged him in his arms to comfort him, "It's really nothing, just a small wound, it's nothing, it's nothing. It's not your fault that you hurt yourself, it's all my fault for me to move around."

Qiao Minglang patted this man's hand away and stared at him, you know it's your fault!

It was a good shave at first, but it was almost finished, but I wanted to move around and rubbed a gash on my chin!

"I'll go find some medicine to rub it on for you." He went outside after saying that, found the medicine box, iodine and cotton swabs.

Zhou Xing moved his face obediently, he wanted to say that such a small cut was nothing, and he didn't need to apply medicine, but finally under the staring eyes of the young man, he could only honestly ask the young man to give him the medicine.

The suitcases that were half packed last night were still thrown there. I still have things to do today, so I can only come back to deal with them in the evening.

"Let's go out for breakfast." I haven't come back to live in the house for a long time, and the food in the kitchen has been emptied, otherwise I won't be able to eat it at this time.Looking at the empty kitchen, Qiao Minglang could only boil a little hot water, and the two drank half a cup of hot water each.

"Oh, okay. What do you want to eat?" Zhou Xing was looking for the car keys, but he forgot where he left them.

***

"Ding-dong-"

The two were packing things in the bedroom when the doorbell rang.

The two of them looked at each other, feeling a little strange, who would ring the doorbell at this time.

But what Qiao Minglang can be sure of is that the person who came here is definitely not looking for him, but Zhou Xing.

Zhou Xing cursed in his heart, "You are here, go and open the door to see who is here." He could only get up and go out, and closed the bedroom door, and went out to open the door.

Opening the door and seeing someone standing outside, Zhou Xing asked with a dark face, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm your father, so I can't come and see you?" Zhou Jianguo glared at his son, and motioned his son to get out of the way with his eyes, and he wanted to go inside.

Zhou Xing rolled his eyes, thinking that the relationship between our father and son is not good enough for you to come and see me?However, he still opened the door, stepped aside, and let his father in.

When he saw Wu San following behind his father, he knew it was a traitor. He glared at Wu San, traitor!

Meeting the staring eyes of their Eldest Young Master, Wu San lowered his head, touched his nose, and called out "Eldest Young Master".I thought it would be difficult for me to be a human being. The big boss can't let him stare at the young master. Can he stop doing it?

Now that the old man is gone, the boss who paid him his salary has also changed. Can he not follow the requirements of the new boss?

- This is obviously impossible.

It's good enough for him to keep his current job.

As soon as he entered the place where his son lived, Zhou Jianguo walked around the living room, sat down on the sofa, and said with a look of disgust, "You live in this place if you don't go home?"

"What on earth are you here today?" Zhou Xing didn't want to bother with his father here at all, thinking that even if I lived here, it would be better than going back to that house!I am not happy!

"Why are you talking to me, you?" Looking at this son who was taller than him, Zhou Jianguo remembered that he hadn't seen this son for a long time. In places he didn't know, his son already looked like As tall as a man.

However, Zhou Jianguo did not forget that he came to Xingshi to inquire about the crime today, "Why didn't you tell your family when you were admitted to university? You plan to never have any contact with your family from now on, right?"

In fact, he had wanted to find this son for a long time, but he couldn't let go of his face.

After thinking about it for so many days, he finally made up his mind to look for this son. How can he say that his son has been admitted to university? He, as an old man, still knows from other people's mouths, which makes Zhou Jianguo feel depressed.This bastard is tough enough, he doesn't even go home, and he doesn't even ask him for tuition fees!

He asked his subordinates a few days ago to find out that the woman in the family had cut off the eldest son's living expenses for so long, and the son hadn't said a word.

If this matter had been put in the past, Zhou Jianguo would have known it if he knew it, and he might not have said a word out loud.But now that his son is the number one student in the college entrance examination, and he has been admitted to a good university to study, it has become a little different. He has paid attention to what should be paid attention to and what should not be paid attention to. He has been thinking about this eldest son for so many days. Just found it today.