On the special skills of getting to the same table

Apart from the leg injury, Wen Jin's body was still in good health, and with the strength of a stick, she walked to the door, opened the door, behind the floor-to-ceiling glass window, Yuan Mi bent over and was busy in the kitchen.

"Mom, what are you doing, it smells so good." With a little effort, the glass door was pushed open, and the oil fume that was about to float was taken away by the fan, leaving only a little struggling to stay in the room.

Pushing open the door, Wen Jin didn't enter the kitchen, but felt that speaking like this would not be so responsive and strange, "It's a bit too difficult to push this door tonight."

"You don't need someone else to fix it. Let your dad go to the hardware store to buy the parts when he comes back today, and just change the lower runner." Yuan Mi turned off the range hood, turned and looked at her son with disgust, "Hurry up and wash it, You can have breakfast after washing up."

"Oh good." Wen Jin leaned on a cane and went back to wash up. When he came back again, there was already rice on the table.

"Mom, you are willing to let Dad do this kind of thing. When I was brushing my teeth, I did the math. The nearest hardware store, the gas money that Dad drove there and then came back, and then bought a wheel to come back, is better than calling someone directly. It’s much more expensive to repair here.” Wen Jin’s words made sense, but Yuan Mi was taken aback for a moment.

"You kid, why are you always arguing with me recently? Your dad doesn't need to buy it. Isn't there a department in the company that is doing renovations recently? There is always someone who pushes the door. Just bring one back when the time comes." Yuan Mi sent a white peach to Wen Jinsu. A chopsticks of shredded bamboo shoots with dried plums and vegetables were placed in the porcelain bowl of my house. I plucked the shredded bamboo shoots by myself when I went to the mountains during the peak season, and the dried plums were given by my relatives. "There are still a few cans of bamboo shoots in the refrigerator. Go back tonight and take two bottles with you. It's delicious to drink porridge with this in the morning, and the porridge can also be set at a fixed time, so you can save Weishengxun from taking care of you. You two usually have breakfast Did you eat outside?"

Wen Jin hurriedly smiled apologetically, "No, Weisheng got up early when he ate at home. Breakfast was almost ready, so he asked me to get up and wash up. I felt like he was like my second mother."

Before he finished speaking, he quickly took a mouthful of shredded bamboo shoots and put them in his mouth, chewing them deliciously. Wen Jin still pays more attention to his words and deeds on weekdays, and will not make rash actions, nor will he swear at will. One day Wen Jin swears, and the person who made him do such a thing is probably very important to Wen Jin.

"What nonsense are you talking about? If Wei Shengxun becomes your second mother, I will get half of my son's share. I will not do this loss-making business." It is true that Wei Shengxun will give half of it, "By the way, are you still comfortable with that crutch? I don't think it is very convenient for you to walk."

The doctor told Wen Jin that if he could walk by himself, he should move as much as possible, otherwise his injured leg would have disuse atrophy after being paralyzed for a long time.

He bowed his head in response, and rubbed the corners of his itchy eyebrows with the back of his fair hand, "Just take a walk, Mom, let's get there at eight o'clock tonight, okay? I'll give the rest of my homework when I get back to my room next time." Done."

"Well, eat more today, and my mother doesn't have time to visit you often. It's rare to be at home these two days, and you are growing up, so you have to make up for it." Yuan Mi was thinking about where to buy a native mother today. Chickens can nourish Wen Jin's body.

Although 178 centimeters is not considered short, when standing next to Wei Shengxun, Yuan Mi felt that she was still half a head short. He competed with Wen Jin, took a lot of medicine, and saw a lot of doctors, but he couldn't make it up like Dinghaishenzhen, because he was born in the south. If he was in the north, maybe other girls are better than him. high.

The hazy moonlight is like a veil, shrouding the river water passing through the city. The gravity of the moon makes the water surface as calm as the long sky, and ripples circle after circle. The moonlight and water color make the city Divided into two halves, like a yin and yang fish on the top of Judaism.

The car window and door with film paper was pressed down, and outside the window, the light mixed with the shadow of the parasol tree continued to fly backwards.Just like time, just like the present mood.

The way back is obviously not that long, but Wen Jin is so looking forward to it in her heart. It's not that the family is not good, but that she has been addicted to it for many years. Finally, she has a friend who is different from ordinary people. That feeling is eager to try. Put the person in a glass jar and observe it carefully, and then he relieved the itching in his heart.

Wen Jin was half an hour later than the agreed time, and Wei Shengxun was just doing his homework honestly, waiting for Wen Jin to return. He was supposed to take a shower when he came back. Today's weather is extraordinarily hot, and the T-shirt can't eat enough. He didn't sweat much, but he was afraid that Wen Jin would come back when he was taking a bath, so he kept enduring the smell of sweat on his body.

After helping Wen Jin open the door, he bowed slightly to Wen Zhiyu and Yuan Mi, then turned around and Wei Shengxun made boiled water for Wen Jin and the three of them, and put it on the tea table, while he stood far away with his body on his back. It smells like sweat, and it's always bad to smoke others.

"Weisheng, sit down, don't stand, you've worked hard these days, Wen Jin thanks to your care, not only didn't lose weight, but gained a few catties instead." Put the fruits and shredded bamboo shoots that he bought just now into the refrigerator, Yuan Mi, who returned to the sofa and sat down, waved to Wei Shengxun, signaling him to sit down.

Wei Shengxun shook his head, saying that he can just stand, instead of sitting.

"Weisheng, just sit down, it's okay." Wen Jin also followed his mother's will to persuade Weishengxun to sit down.

Seeing that Wei Shengxun still shook his head, Wen Jin could only overthrow the previous persuasion, following Wei Shengxun's heart, there must be some reason why he didn't want to sit down, and he couldn't force him.

Yuan Mi sat with Wen Zhiyu for a while, told Wen Jin some things, and then left, waiting to watch his parents leave.

Wen Jin closed the door, and the stick at hand slipped and fell to the ground. Wei Shengxun was faster than him, so he picked up the stick and handed it to him.

He supported Wen Jin with one hand, and sent him to the bathroom. He should always wash up first. Wen Jin has a faint fragrance, which is different from the shower gel here. Before coming, Wen Jin had already taken a bath. The judgment of microbiology.

"Wait, whose toothbrush is this?" Wen Jin saw that there was an extra toothbrush in his mouth cup, and it was still a toothbrush with a pink handle, engraved with the words "girly heart".

"You." Wei Shengxun curled his fingers slightly in the hand placed by his side.

"No, what about my original toothbrush, why did it become like this." Wen Jin still felt a little bit repulsed by this pink toothbrush, although it didn't affect his use.

Seeing that Weisheng hadn't spoken for a long time, Wen Jin looked up at Weishengxun's eyes with the word "questioning".