Brother Xia's favorite

Xia Yifeng didn't think about how to talk to Song Chen, when Xia Yifeng saw the smile on Song Chen's lips who was standing by the bicycle shed waiting for him, Xia Yifeng felt his heart beat a little too fast.Xia Yifeng hid the panic in his heart, pretended to be nonchalant and walked towards Song Chen, raised his hand and threw the key to Song Chen far away.Song Chen took the key and bent down to unlock it, and pushed the car out. Xia Yifeng turned over and got into the car with a serious face, his ears were obviously a little red.

Xia Yifeng shouted without looking back: "Chenchen, come up."

Song Chen looked at Xia Yifeng in surprise, then sat behind Xia Yifeng as usual and hugged Xia Yifeng's waist.Song Chen noticed the strangeness of Xia Yifeng's ears with sharp eyes, pinched Xia Yifeng's earlobe strangely and asked, "Brother, why are your ears so red?"

Xia Yifeng quickly shook his head: "Don't do it! Sit down!"

Song Chen groaned, but his eyes still kept looking towards Xia Yifeng's ears.Xia Yifeng somehow sensed it, and touched Song Chen's ear with a hand and said, "Why are you staring at my ear, Song Chenchen? Isn't it just a little redder than usual?"

Song Chen was even more strange, straightened up and looked at the back of Xia Yifeng's head with a puzzled expression: "Brother, you don't have eyes in the back, how do you know I'm looking at your ears?"

Xia Yifeng laughed complacently: "Is there something about you that your brother can't find out? You can't even tell a lie."

Song Chen smiled and said nothing, Song Chen thought I just didn't want to lie to you.

The two brothers first rode to Xia Jianguo's place to help Xia Jianguo sell out the lunch box. The father and son squatted on the side of the road and ate the leftover food. Yang Shuzhen, who finished eating first, stood aside and counted money.Xia Jianguo's small business has become more and more familiar recently, and the taste is good and the portions are good. The evaluation in the neighborhood is also good. There are often young people who are too lazy to cook and buy a few dishes to go back to eat.He made much more money than when he had to go to work, but he had to work hard every day from early morning to late night, but Xia Jianguo was willing. Xia Jianguo felt that there was hope for Xia Yifeng and Song Chen's tuition fees. The second son saved his wife's books together.

Yang Shuzhen waved at the three of them: "Have you finished eating? Let's go after eating! Go back and wash up early and go to bed. I'm exhausted every day."

Xia Jianguo stacked the empty pots together, and pulled the cart back in front, while Xia Yifeng and Song Chen helped push it behind.Yang Shuzhen walked beside Xia Jianguo and discussed with Xia Jianguo: "Isn't it a weekend tomorrow, why don't we take a vacation for ourselves, look how dirty your clothes are, let's go to the city to buy two A new one."

Xia Jianguo shook his head: "What are you buying? I'm a box lunch seller, what can I do in such a good-looking suit? You go buy it. There are few people on weekends, so I'm enough for myself on weekends. You can also buy two for them."

"Dad." Xia Yifeng frowned when he heard it from behind, "Go if Mom tells you to, don't you insist? Take a day off and you won't be able to break down. If you really worry, I'll bring Chenchen out to sell boxed lunches. .”

Yang Shuzhen turned her head and glared at Xia Yifeng: "Nonsense! Why don't you learn how to sell box lunches like your dad? You can't go anywhere on weekends, so you just squat at home and do homework for me. Chenchen takes care of your brother! If he wants to be lazy, he won't do it." You have to report it to your aunt! Seeing that I didn’t clean up, he cried for his father and mother!”

Xia Yifeng sneered, turned his face and stared at Song Chen's pretty side face: "I'm still reporting, Song Chenchen, you can't be a traitor."

A slight smile appeared on Song Chen's face, which looked extraordinarily gentle under the bright yellow light. Xia Yifeng couldn't move his eyes away, and locked his eyes almost obsessively on Song Chen's tall nose and smiling lips.

"I'm not a traitor brother." Song Chen said with a smile, "I'll just watch you do your homework, and you'll be promoted to a third grade soon, brother, don't forget what you promised me."

Song Chen turned his face slightly, and his eyes just met Xia Yifeng's dull eyes. Song Chen was stunned unconsciously, raised his hand, touched his face and said strangely: "What's wrong, brother? Is it my face?" Is there something on it?"

Xia Yifeng was a little embarrassed when he suddenly came back to his senses. Xia Yifeng quickly straightened his head, pretended to be calm and looked ahead, but he stuttered when he spoke: "No, nothing. By the way, just now you said that I promised you What?"

Song Chen persistently reminded Xia Yifeng again: "Go to the provincial capital for an undergraduate degree, brother, you promised me."

Yang Shuzhen was listening to the music in front, and smiled at Xia Jianguo for a long time: "Oh, if your son can be admitted to the undergraduate degree in the provincial capital, I have to burn high incense for the ancestors of the family for at least a month! Chenchen, don't treat your brother Expectations are too high, your brother will be Amitabha if your brother can go to a junior college!"

Xia Jianguo felt that it was possible: "Did you forget that you also had the same attitude when Xia Yifeng was admitted to high school? Your son is not stupid, let Chenchen make up for him, maybe it will work."

Xia Yifeng had a bitter look on his face: "Why don't I sell boxed lunches with you, Dad."

Before Yang Shuzhen could start swearing, Xia Jianguo took Xia Yifeng back in a calm manner: "Okay, you sell it, when your brother goes to college and graduate school, maybe he has to do a Ph.D. When I asked your brother what your family does, your brother said that the whole family sells lunch boxes. If you are not afraid that your brother will lose face, you will follow me."

Xia Yifeng immediately fell silent.Song Chen helped to speak from the side: "Uncle, it's not shameful to sell box lunches."

Xia Jianguo threw the problem to Song Chen again: "Then you let your brother sell lunch?"

Now Song Chen didn't say anything.

Yang Shuzhen secretly gave Xia Jianguo a thumbs up, lowered her voice and whispered to Xia Jianguo, "You still can control Xia Yifeng, although Chenchen is good at everything, it's just that he goes too far with his brother in everything. .”

There was a smile on Xia Jianguo's serious face, and he tilted his head to discuss with Yang Shuzhen: "Then let's go shopping tomorrow, shall we not go out of the stall? You have been tired with me for several months, and I will buy you two Clothes, just the two of us, without their brothers."

Yang Shuzhen's face suddenly burst into a smile.

In the evening when Xia Yifeng took a shower and returned to the house, Song Chen, who had tidied up first, lay on the bed as usual, holding the music box, winding it up and listening to it over and over again.Song Chen was only wearing a loose and thin pajamas, the buttons on the top were broken, and he only buttoned up from the third button.Song Chen turned over slightly, and Xia Yifeng could see the large expanse of white and delicate skin on Song Chen's chest from top to bottom, as well as the two pink dots on his chest.

Xia Yifeng swallowed unconsciously, and a hot feeling rose in his lower abdomen.During the day, the scene of Fu Jie and Meng Fei entangled in the warehouse played back repeatedly in Xia Yifeng's mind. Xia Yifeng pulled his pants, feeling as if his body had reacted.Xia Yifeng couldn't help turning his face to look at Song Chen's chest quietly, but Song Chen just lay on the bed and looked over, staring at Xia Yifeng with a blank expression: "Brother, why are you so dazed when you don't go to bed? ?”

Xia Yifeng coughed twice in embarrassment, covered his mouth with his hands, and answered guiltily: "Immediately! Immediately!"

Song Chen looked at Xia Yifeng upside down for a long time, and finally fixed his eyes on Xia Yifeng's crotch.