Master lend me two dollars

Bai Hongxi took a bath, took a bottle of drink from the refrigerator, lay down on the sofa and began to check Weibo.

"Haha, hiccup..."

Liang Ze was startled when he heard Bo Hongxi's laughter for the first time.

What's the difference between that and a hen getting stuck laying an egg?

Bai Hongxi clicked on the live broadcast, switched the camera to the front: "hello."

"What's this?" He squatted on the ground and opened a box, "Fudge?" Bai Hongxi unscrewed the lid and took one into his mouth, "It's delicious, thank you."

The comments immediately exploded.

- That hand of my Patina, tsk tsk.

- I want to be eaten.

- ah ah ah ah! ! !This is my candy.

-I see the bear I sent!

"This bear? Thank you, it's very cute." Bo Hongxi poked the fat face of the bear on the screen with his hand.

- I've been flopped! ! !Heart you don't leave me.

- This sound makes me want to pee.

- Am I the only one who saw the refrigerator in my Bai family?

"What is this box?" Bai Hongxi untied the ribbon on it with one hand, "Wow, a lot of snacks, you know I can't live without snacks."

- know know.

- You never forget to take food out of your pocket during breaks on set.

"This is the black technology sleep mask? Did you discover my dark circles?"

After reading all the presents, Bai Hongxi took a sip of water.

- Ah, cover time.

- Hurry up, I'm ready to record the screen.

- Can I order a song?

- When will there be a cover album, it will be all over the place.

Bo Hongxi coughed: "Hum for a while."

"Come and move that in my direction

So thankful for that it's such ablesin' yeah

Turn every situation into hea/venyeah…”

"Let's wait until I learn the Spanish part one day, good night."

Bo Hongxi just squatted in the pile of gifts and looked at all the gifts one by one. This is a habit of his. Since the fans gave him support, he also wanted to give a response.

After all, it's nice to know that other people care about your feelings.

After turning off the live broadcast, he sent two 999 red envelopes and threw the phone aside.

With a "click", Bai Hongxi looked towards the door.

Li Rui struggled to lift a few plastic bags on the ground, Bai Hongxi was taken aback.

Li Rui knew the password of his house here, but the number of times over the past few years couldn't be used up in one hand.

"The supermarket doesn't want money?"

Li Rui gasped for breath tiredly, waved her hand and said, "Come on, have a glass of water... water."

Bai Hongxi responded, put the four full plastic bags on the table, poured a glass of water for Li Rui, and gave her a thumbs up: "Hercules."

Li Rui rolled her eyes and looked at her son with a smile and said, "Smelly poor, I'm not here to buy you something, I'll make you a delicious meal tomorrow at noon."

"Mom, I bought that pot newly, and it's only been in the cabinet for two days." Bai Hongxi wrinkled his face, and pushed the sleeve on his hand.

Li Rui nodded in satisfaction, stretched her feet and said, "Then you do it."

conspiracy!

"Then you just buy it tomorrow morning and then come here." Bai Hongxi felt that Li Rui must have other things.

Li Rui glanced at Bai Hongxi, probably ready to get to the point: "Your dad is going to buy a house, do you know?"

Bai Hongxi shook his head and said, "I don't know, then I'll buy you one too."

Li Rui snorted.

Bai Hongxi's expression became a little stiff, but he still coaxed Li Rui and said, "Don't worry, I won't go there."

Li Rui cast a glance at Bo Hongxi: "I won't even tell you, but let you go?"

This sentence was as hard as a rock, and it was stuffed into Bai Hongxi's stomach fiercely, it was a bit hard to digest, and he couldn't spit it out.

Li Rui didn't care about his son's emotional changes at all, and continued to talk about himself.

"Stop, Mom, I don't want to hear this."

Li Rui patted the sofa cushion and said, "Mom is your son, what's the matter with you?"

"It's so late, I'll take you home."

Li Rui sighed and waved her hands: "Your uncle is waiting for me downstairs."

That is to say, she came here today to tell Bai Hongxi that his father bought a new house.

What the hell, if Li Rui wants it, Bai Hongxi can buy it for her, shameless to say, three floors are fine.

After sending Li Rui to the car, Bo Hongxi smoked a cigarette all the way back, and the sparks kept changing back and forth between his mouth and hands.

Li Rui is too strong, whether you like her or not, just talk about it.

confused.

Is this to make him feel sad?

Come on, he can't feel it.

Or is it adding some oil and vinegar to his heart, making him hate his dad even more?

I really can't hate him anymore, no matter how much I hate him, I can just rush up and chop him up.

...

Today, because my colleague had an urgent matter at home and asked him to take over, by the time Xiang Tu arrived at the gate of the kindergarten, it was already two hours past the designated pick-up time.

"Teacher Zhang." Xiang Tu knocked on the door of the teacher's office.

"Hey, it's inside, come in." The inside answered.

As soon as Xiang Tu pushed open the door, a small figure rushed over quickly, hugging Xiang Tu's legs tightly.

He bent down slightly and picked up Xiang Zhizhou and hugged him in his arms.

"Brother, brother, late, late." The little boy pouted.

"I'm sorry." Xiang Tu pinched Xiang Zhizhou's face and said.

Xiang Tu nodded to the female teacher and said, "Excuse me, Teacher Zhang, let's go first."

Teacher Zhang said with a smile: "Mr. Xiang, I see why there is always tea water in the porridge cup. Children can't drink tea water often. It's not good for the health."

Xiang Tu said with a smile, "It's okay, I'm picking fresh ones now."

The teacher sighed: "That can't be drunk often, the other children have taken a nap, and he buckled the wall on the bed by himself, and a big piece was taken off."

Xiang Tu smiled at Teacher Zhang embarrassedly: "...I'm sorry."

Xiang Zhizhou put his head on Xiangtu's shoulder, waved to Teacher Zhang and said, "Mr. Zhang, see you tomorrow."

Teacher Zhang also waved to him with a smile and said, "See you tomorrow, porridge."

The kindergarten is not far from Xiangtu's residential area, and it takes only 10 minutes to ride a bicycle. Xiang Zhizhou sat in the back, clasped his two small hands tightly around Xiangtu's waist, and asked, "Brother, let's eat tonight, what?"

"It's a mess." Xiang Tu thought for a while and said.

Xiang Zhizhou curled his lips, not very satisfied.

Xiang Tu was half-riding and half-sliding in the vegetable market on a small battery. An old man who was spraying water on the vegetables said cheerfully to him, "Young man, would you like some water spinach? Two yuan a catty."

He flipped through it with his hand and shook his head, "If it's not fresh, just buy one piece."

"No, no, then you asked me to give it for nothing?"

Xiang Tu smiled: "Then you can give it to me for nothing."

"..."

The uncle stared and couldn't continue talking, it was the first time he met such a shameless person.

"One yuan and five, it's so dark, it's cheaper for you to close the business."

Xiang Tu nodded, saw that the scale showed a difference of thirty cents and three yuan, and directly gave the uncle three yuan and one yuan: "No need to look for it," and then grabbed a large bunch of mushrooms next to him, put them in a bag, tied them, and threw them into the car basket. "I'll get some shiitake mushrooms for the rest of Sanmao," he said, turning the switch and rushing out.

The uncle in the back was so angry that he wanted to hit him with a kettle: "Who is it!..."

As soon as Xiang Tu put the key in, he heard a loud and loud shout from inside the room: "Hungry, hungry, hungry...!"

Xiangtu: "..."

After opening the door, Xiang Zhizhou skillfully kicked off his shoes, slipped past Xiang Tu's legs, and picked up the fat orange cat that was meowing on the ground.

Xiang Tu lowered his eyes and looked at Xiang Zhizhou: "No bare feet."

Xiang Zhizhou could only drag the cat to put on the slippers.

"Hungry, hungry, hungry..." a big white cockatoo on the bird stand stretched its neck vigorously and shouted.

Xiangtu's brain ached from the noise, and he threw the slipper on the floor towards it. "

The parrot avoided it nimbly, and called out with its weird voice: "Kill! Kill!..."

Xiang Zhizhou dragged the orange cat marshal's foot like a gourd painting and scooped Xiangtu fiercely: "Big head, shut up, shut up."

Xiang Tu rubbed his temples and didn't stew it, purely because it didn't cost money to guard the door, and the anti-theft door was too expensive.

The side effect is that it is too noisy.

I hide from the old ladies' houses all day long and watch TV at other people's houses, learning to talk nonsense.

The kitchen is very small, Xiang Tu found it difficult to turn around every time he stood in it, and he had to knock against the wall when he took a big step.

After steaming the rice and looking forward to boiling the water, Xiang Tu picked up the cutting board and poured cabbage, water spinach, mushrooms, and tomatoes into the pot. Then he saw that the indicator light of the rice cooker went off again, so he cursed Xiang Tu, and immediately Slapped it hard twice, succumbing to violence, and it quickly lit up again.

A cat and a bird kept chirping, and the range hood was still humming. Xiang Tu rushed to the boat and shouted: "Porridge, give Datou and Marshal something to eat."

The world was finally quiet. Xiang Tu put a plaster on his back, lying on the sofa and looking at the watch. As soon as the minute hand hit four, he turned over and put on his slippers, took a spoon and stirred it a few times in a decent manner. But when it was brought out, there was only the stick left, and the spoon had fallen into the pot.

Fulfilling the principle of not replacing it with a new one, Xiangtu fished it out helplessly, threw it into the trash can in one go, and then lifted the pot directly to the table.

Porridge Porridge has taken the initiative to arrange the bowls and chopsticks and sit on the dining table.

Xiang Zhizhou pouted after eating a tomato: "Brother, you, can't you put less salt, salt?"

"Don't ask every day, you can't."

In fact, he didn't want to put so much salt, and he didn't pick it up from the ground, but without salt, Xiang Tu himself was too embarrassed to swallow it, so he didn't need salt to cover up the taste, and the two of them didn't have to eat it, just stare at the wind. .

Just treat it as a pickle, and it’s good for dinner.

"Ding ding ding..." Xiang Tu took out his phone and glanced at it, then went to the bedroom to answer the phone.

"Hello, Aunt Zhao."

"Oh, Xiao Xiang, to bother you so late, are you busy during this time?"

Xiang Tu said, "Not busy."

"Xiao Xiang, look, my son is about to start college, and Auntie has to pay the tuition, so we can't delay the rent for this week."

Now that it's all said and done, Xiang Tu can only say, "Okay, I'll transfer the money as soon as possible."

Xiang Tu hung up the phone, feeling so irritable that he had nowhere to vent his frustrations. As soon as he raised his feet, he thought that the bed belonged to the landlord, and it was about to fall apart.

"Fuck!" I can only enjoy my mouth.

He stared at the wallet for a while, closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.

Now give him a pen and he can write a hundred thousand whys directly.

Did he eat national protected animals or children in his previous life?

Xiang Tu took a deep breath, opened the door, sat back at the dining table and picked up the bowl.

Xiang Zhizhou kept staring at Xiang Tu's door, and only turned his head quickly when the door opened, and stuffed a vegetable leaf into his mouth to conceal it.

Xiang Tu's expression was obviously not looking good, and Xiang Zhizhou asked tentatively, "What's wrong?"

Xiang Tu took two mouthfuls of rice and said without raising his head, "It's okay, let's eat your rice."

After washing up and cleaning up, it was already nine o'clock, so Xiang Tu could be comfortable for a while by urging Xiang Zhizhou's children to go into the room and go to sleep.

He picked up a kettle, opened the back door on the balcony and went out to the backyard.

Rows of neat tea trees were planted in the yard. The full young leaves showed that they were taken care of very carefully. Xiangtu walked slowly with a kettle in his hand and sprinkled water, smelling the light emitted by the small shoots that had absorbed the sunlight. The fragrance, just pick a piece and put it in your mouth.

Sizzling, chewing and a little sweet.

Xiang Tu made himself a cup of tea, lit a cigarette and sat on the chair. The chair creaked. He slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled the smoke into the night. middle.