Chi Guang

After dawn, the small noodle shop was already full of people. In the cold wind, the lady proprietress quickly scooped up the noodles with a pair of long chopsticks and seasoned them. The aroma of chili oil dispelled the morning chill.There was also a queue at the fried dough stick stand in front of the school gate, each of which was chubby with round hemp balls, chewy and chewy after a bite.Xu Chichuan stood under the banyan tree with a bucket in his hand. After stamping No. 15 times, Mu Shihai finally appeared across the road. He looked at his watch and it was [-]:[-].

It's okay, it's okay, I didn't make him wait too long: "I thought you wouldn't be able to get up, didn't you wake up?"

Mu Shihai shook his head, his frowning brows were momentarily blank, he glanced at the bucket in Xu Chichuan's hand, and stretched out his hand blankly: "What is this?"

"The thermos, my dad bought it," Xu Chichuan smiled and opened the lid, and there were two chicken breast and purple potato sandwiches on the top layer, and Xu Youhua's freshly squeezed soy milk on the bottom: "This way it won't be cold, here .”

"Why are there two?"

"I haven't eaten yet."

The soy milk was still hot, and Mu Shihai drank half a barrel of it in one gulp, and finally he was not sleepy: "Are you done running?"

"Well, why don't you come back earlier and run with me?"

"Run together?" Mu Shihai took a bite of the bread leisurely: "I'm going for a walk."

"... Spit it out! Don't eat it!!"

"Don't make trouble," the nape of the neck was grabbed by the collar: "the soybean milk is about to be spilled."

"Smash!"

Behind him Lu Miao swooped one by one and almost tripped the two of them: "I borrowed my father to copy the English weekly newspaper! Who would bring an insulated bucket to school after I wipe it!"

"Just the weekly report? Don't you want the test paper for Unit [-] of Mathematics yesterday?"

Lu Miao smiled: "Mathematics, I still copied Lao Xie."

...The starving ghost still picks vegetables to eat!Who do you look down on!

The first and second sections were all Chinese, so Zhong Min simply used the morning self-study and big breaks for the exam.Amidst the wailing, Xu Chichuan silently handed out the papers, saying that there was no monthly exam, but every teacher gathered the lessons for the exam, and the only two physical education classes were requisitioned by Mrs. Liao and the physics old man. No, I took half a class meeting for them to go out and let them go.

Thank God, this is the last one.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the whole class sat down on the table in unison. They didn't want to write any more until they finished writing. After collecting the papers, Xu Chichuan immediately returned to his seat. Shaking to wake up: "Brush the bucket."

Mu Shihai:? ? ?

"You didn't brush your breakfast?"

"You ate too, why don't you brush."

"Nonsense, I brought the bucket. Have you seen any dishwashing cooks?"

"The rice is cooked by your father."

"...Do you want to brush?"

"No," Mu Shihai turned his head away from him: "You brush."

"If you don't brush, I won't take it tomorrow!"

"Oh," said it coldly while facing the wall, "then don't bring it."

This time there was no angry child behind him, and when he looked back, Xu Chichuan and the barrel were gone. He subconsciously got up and wanted to chase them out, but in the end he put the school uniform on his head, like an ostrich burying sand.

Sitting behind the two of them, Huang Jing crossed her arms and saw from the beginning to the end, took Liu Yiyu's hand beside her, pointed to the lump in the school uniform in front of her, and said earnestly, "Ayu, listen to my sister, this kind of man can't be married." If he wants to, his life will be shortened, my sister knows he is handsome, but handsome men are annoying, you see, just now is a bloody and vivid example."

"It's not that serious..." Liu Yiyu hesitated, "Xiao Chuan'er doesn't seem very angry..."

"It's Xiao Chuan'er who has a good temper. If Xie Zihuang is like this, my old lady knocks his front teeth out in minutes," Sister Jing tried her best to persuade the little sister who went astray: "Be obedient, let's change our target. I think Yang Yu is good, Brother Mu This will be handed over to Xiao Chuan'er, and let them torture each other for the benefit of the world."

It was mutual torture, but when the city gate caught fire, Lu Miaoyi, a fish in the pond that was affected by the fire, seemed particularly innocent.

"Are you fighting again?"

The cafeteria was extremely noisy today, after picking out all the peppers on the plate, Xu Chichuan took a mouthful of rice: "No."

"Tsk, why didn't Mu Shihai come down, but one, one, went out to eat."

"I don't know," Xu Chichuan poked a big hole in the lettuce with his chopsticks: "I don't care about him."

"Tsk, come on, tell Dad how he messed with you again."

Xu Chichuan briefly recounted what happened in the morning, and the more he talked, the more angry he was, he slammed his chopsticks into the rice: "Say it! Why doesn't he wash it, why doesn't he wash it, and dares to threaten the young master and starve to death?" Forget it!"

"You unfilial son!" Lu Miao was very angry after hearing this, and she was so angry that she even spilled soup: "Daddy, why don't I get this treatment!"

"...Doesn't your family have a nanny to cook? And that's not the point!"

"Bah, Dad loves you for nothing," Sanshui held his hands to express his heartbreak: "So are you angry at him for not washing the bucket or angry at him for threatening you?"

"All angry."

"Then I heard from my father." Lu Miao patted him on the shoulder: "If you are angry that he threatens you, you can go upstairs after dinner and beat him up. If you are angry that he doesn't wash the dishes, then my father suggests that you either don't wash the dishes." Don’t take it with you, or you’ll resign yourself to washing it yourself.”

Looking at the silly son's blank eyes, Brother Sanshui sighed: "Don't you know what we call Brother Mu in private?"

"I know, Master Mu."

"Then which young master have you ever seen wash dishes by himself?" Lu Miao patted his head: "Silly boy, no matter how nice he is to you, this will not change."

"But it's not a bad thing."

Lu Miaoyi said this before going upstairs to the classroom.

Xu Chichuan thought about this sentence for a long time, starting from his lunch break and thinking about going to bed at night.

Mu Shihai remained motionless in the ostrich posture, and was woken up by Xu Chichuan in class in the afternoon.But apart from waking him up, neither of them said anything else until the evening self-study was over.

Huang Jing rolled her eyes, and started again, you two are boiling eagles.

The Chinese teacher didn't leave any homework today, but it took a little longer than usual to do homework today. Shen Sijing knocked on the door and brought in the pajamas she had just collected: "Mother Yuba has already opened it, let her hair dry before going to bed. "

"it is good."

After blowing his hair, Xu Chichuan stood in the master bedroom with a towel, hesitated for a long time before opening the door.

"dad."

Xu Youhua turned off the sound of the small TV: "What?"

"Tomorrow, I don't want soy milk, I want small glutinous rice balls, and put more sugar."

"The stinky boy is still ordering food, I see, go to bed quickly."

"Thank you dad, good night mom."

"Good night."

On the second floor of the villa, the teenager was sitting by the bed with a large box of chocolates. He took and put away and took again. After turning off the light, the beads on his wrist were still clearly visible, and his schoolbag was bulging quietly in the darkness.

The alarm clock rang at [-]:[-], Mu Shihai turned off the alarm, instead of turning over and falling asleep like yesterday, he lifted the quilt and went to the bathroom to wash and dress quickly, and then went out.

At 55:[-], Xu Chichuan looked at the dense leaves above his head and felt that today's sky was a little brighter than yesterday. When he turned around, he almost threw the thermos bucket out: "I scared me to death, why don't you make a sound!!!"

Mu Shihai helped him: "Why are you so engrossed?"

"leaf."

Mu Shihai: ...

Looking at each other, only the sound of the wind blowing through Treebeard.

It was Mu Shihai who spoke first, but Xu Chichuan's blood pressure soared to [-] in the first sentence: "What are you doing with the bucket?"

"...Fuck, let me defend myself! When I meet someone like you, just throw it over and kill me!"

"Okay," Mu Shihai pointed to his forehead, "Smash it."

Xu Chichuan: ...

The lid was opened and the smell of glutinous glutinous rice balls and fermented glutinous rice wafted out, and he pushed the bucket and spoon into his arms with a stern face: "I just took the rat poison this morning, and died after taking the poison, you can figure it out."

Mu Shihai heard the subtext hidden in the gnashing of teeth: If you don't eat, you will die now!Immediately scooped up a large spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth, then his expression changed, he was stunned for three seconds and swallowed it all as if nothing had happened.

I put something in it——

How much sugar did this little bastard put in it! ! !

"Why, don't-y-eat-ah?" Xu Chichuan dragged his voice, trying to snatch the bucket back: "Then don't eat it."

But his hand was blocked, and Mu Shihai gritted his teeth and choked out a word: "Eat."

"Very good, very good, then you have to eat up, and you have to finish the soup."

Mu Shihai: ...

After eating a big bucket with tears in his eyes, Xu Chichuan teased him maliciously: "Is it delicious?"

"……good to eat."

"Then eat this tomorrow?"

"..."

Click, Young Master Mu petrified and shattered to pieces.

"All right, all right," Xu Chichuan took the bucket back, and took out the sandwich and NFC hidden in his schoolbag: "Eat this."

After drinking more than half of the orange juice in one breath, Xu Chichuan put away the thermos and snorted at him: "Take your schoolbag and go quickly, the door is open."

Mu Shihai stopped before walking the last step of the stairs, and stretched out his hand in front of him: "Bring it."

"What?"

With a light hand and a heavy shoulder, Xu Chichuan lowered his head. There was an extra schoolbag and a missing thermos. Mu Shihai held his breath and pushed him forward awkwardly: "Brush it." After speaking, he hugged He walked away with a bucket and a stiff neck.

After taking two steps and turning back: "Wait."

"hold head high?"

"There is something in the schoolbag, take it out after entering the classroom."

"For me?"

"For pigs."

Xu Chichuan: ...

Opening the schoolbag, a huge, golden box came into view, and Xu Chichuan's heart suffocated - it was the box of limited Christmas chocolates that he had been thinking about for a long time.

Mu Shihai was satisfied after brushing the bucket inside and out three times. He hid it in his coat and quickly walked across the classroom to his seat—just kidding, even if he washed the bucket, no one else would be able to find him.

"Finished?"

"Well," he saw that Xu Chichuan was already unpacking the box: "It's finished."

"Open your mouth."

I opened my mouth subconsciously, and the tip of my tongue immediately touched a heart-shaped object and a piece of soft stuff. The cocoa beans that melted in my mouth were thick and long, and the piece of stuff was pulled out along with it—it was a piece of soft little finger .Xu Chichuan took off another one, stuffed the soiled finger into his mouth, his dimples rounded his brows and his eyes curved: "Thank you brother."

"Ah."