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After the food was reheated, the stems and leaves of fresh seasonal vegetables were a little soft, not as good-looking as freshly cooked.

Two dishes, one soup, and pearl white rice, Jiang Xiaoqi put them on the table, half-lying on his stomach as if he had no bones, resting his chin on the milky white glass table, he read the same thing: "Stir-fried broccoli, roasted beans with long eggplant, loofah egg flower Soup... is uncle feeding the rabbit?"

"What?" Jiang Xiaoqi filled him with a bowl of rice.

Zhou Wei's stomach growled wildly, but his mouth refused to compromise: "My leg is injured, shouldn't I eat hoof and drink big bone soup for nourishment? It's not good for men to be so partial to green—"

Jiang Xiaoqi served him soup: "Your bones are not broken, eat quickly, aren't you hungry?"

Hungry also has integrity, he slandered, out of politeness he took a sip of egg soup, then took a second sip, and a third sip, then picked up the bowl and poured it all into his stomach.

Hunger is the best seasoning, so it makes sense, Zhou Wei actually felt that the clear water egg soup with a few slices of loofah floating in it was extra delicious, and finally became interested in digging for rice.

The rice is also delicious, moderately soft and hard, and the rice is fragrant.The broccoli is just like that, refreshing and not greasy, and it is actually served with green bamboo shoots; the long eggplant and bean sauce are delicious and go well with rice.

"You usually eat such a vegetarian diet?" Zhou Weixin said that she doesn't look like her figure.

Jiang Xiaoqi didn't talk when eating, and swallowed the food in his mouth before answering, and took a sip of water before saying: "My mother's illness has many taboos, I'm used to eating with her, I'm not picky about food."

This reason is too much for Zhou Wei, he envies people who have a real mother, even if they eat bran swallowed vegetables with their real mother, they must be very happy.

Zhou Wei heard a few words from the younger generation of Jiang's family that Jiang Zhen was not in good health, very bad, and he was hanging for death with no hope of recovery.

He didn't expect Jiang Xiaoqi to take the initiative to mention his mother's illness, even if he just mentioned it inadvertently.Zhou Wei understands the general feeling better than others, and there is a wound in his heart that is open at the touch, and he is afraid that others will touch it, so he will always be careful not to mention it.

Maybe someone else would follow along and say nonsense like "Now that medicine is advanced, your mother can definitely be cured", but Zhou Wei would not, just like he didn't want others to perfunctory him and say "Don't give up hope, maybe your mother I'll be home someday."

Because he really thought that way, he didn't give up hope, and felt that his mother might come back suddenly one day.In the same way, he felt that Jiang Xiaoqi must also often think about the sudden emergence of a new treatment method to restore her mother to health.

One of them is looking forward to a certain day, and the other is looking forward to a certain day that will never come. People who are desperate in their hearts are very afraid that others will sow seeds that will never germinate.

"Uncle's cooking is not bad." Zhou Wei shook his head while chewing with his cheeks puffed out, smiling with his eyes wide open.

"Then eat up this bit of broccoli, don't waste it." Jiang Xiaoqi pushed the plate towards him, and took another plate by himself.

When did Zhou Wei consider the standard of "no waste" when eating?I have always only liked and disliked food, but now asking him to clean up the leftovers is too bullying.

He stuffed a cauliflower and chewed it in his mouth: "It's changed from a rabbit to a sheep..." If he ate any more, he might regurgitate the cud.

"Uncle, I can't eat anymore," Zhou Wei begged for mercy, "Maybe my brain is a little shaken."

Jiang Xiaoqi silently put the remaining flowers into his bowl.

I heard that one should take the initiative to wash the dishes after eating other people's meals. Zhou Wei dawdled, he didn't want to wash the dishes, and he didn't know how to turn on the dishwasher.

Fortunately, Jiang Xiaoqi didn't intend to let him do it, so he packed up the dishes and took them into the kitchen.The sound of water splashed for a while, and it seemed that it was washed by hand.

Zhou Wei took out a paper towel and wiped the table intentionally, turned his head to the light to see that it wasn't clean enough, and took out another...

Jiang Xiaoqi came over, threw away the crumpled paper towels all over the table, wiped it with a damp cloth, and it was shiny.

"It's very late, let's make do with the night here, and take the medicine in half an hour."

It was still raining outside, a good reason to stay overnight.

Zhou Wei didn't want to go home very much. He told his grandfather and Ji Qing about the racecourse and wanted to nag him, and even abducted Zhou Lei to play truant.

Pei Qin posted on Moments about which production crew he was visiting, and he was probably either treating him to a midnight snack or having a good time.

In contrast, Uncle Jiang's place is no worse than a hotel. If Grandpa asks questions, he can help to prevaricate.

"Okay," Zhou Wei seemed to agree readily and cheerfully, he has always been like this, even if the decision is a mountain of fire, he seems very willing: "I want to take a bath."

Jiang Xiaoqi pointed to the next room: "There are new clothes in the closet, you take them yourself."

Zhou Wei took a shower, and changed into a cotton wool autumn style gray-blue check home cover, with trouser legs rolled up, long sleeves covering the back of the hand, all the buttons were fastened, and they were still loose.

He didn't mind either, and walked out barefoot with a sea fragrance.

Jiang Xiaoqi was looking at a set of blueprints on the dining table, holding a pencil in his hand to make notes from time to time, and put question marks on the positions that lacked the height of details.

Zhou Wei walked behind him like a veteran cadre, and looked at an architectural sketch: "Scattered perspective, I know a little about this, and architecture requires such a solid sketching skills?"

Jiang Xiaoqi: "I didn't paint well before, and I couldn't express my thoughts, so I went to the Academy of Fine Arts to take two years of classes."

Zhou Wei: "Dan Yang Academy of Fine Arts? It merged with Dan University a few years ago, which is awesome. Where is this house?"

He leaned closer and looked at the sketch in Jiang Xiaoqi's hand. A group of bamboo shoot-shaped buildings in stone gray with smooth and simple lines. At the entrance is a pair of half-faced stone lampstands. Only the bridge of the nose is down, but the lip-shaped jaw line is obviously a man and a woman. .

Jiang Xiaoqi felt the sweet and intoxicating ocean fragrance approaching, a drop of water from Zhou Wei's hair that was not dried suddenly fell on his neck, and then slipped into his collar, causing a small piece of skin to shudder.

"Public toilet."

Zhou Wei opened his mouth wide: "Huh?"

"The bathroom in the forest park." Jiang Xiaoqi put away the blueprints and got up: "It's time to take medicine, go and sit on the sofa, the medicine oil on your legs has been washed off and you have to reapply it."

Zhou Wei is still digesting the well-designed public toilet, and obediently hugs the cushions and leans back on the sofa. It turns out that the stone-carved profiles of a man and a woman indicate gender, which is very harmonious and reasonable!

Jiang Xiaoqi gave him medicine and water, and the water was neither cold nor hot.

Zhou Wei choked on the capsule: "How did you come up with the idea of ​​designing a public toilet? Is the exterior wall lime-gray? If there are some graffiti on it... Well, no, it's more mysterious to be naked!"

One of his trouser legs was turned up.

Zhou Wei struggled: "Hey! I finally washed off the smell, doesn't it smell bad now?"

Jiang Xiaoqi: "It doesn't smell good."

weekend:"……"

Jiang Xiaoqi kept exerting strength in his hands, and the topic turned to other places, it seemed that it would be a little less embarrassing.

"It's good that we have the opportunity to get started with the subcontracts that the tutor receives from the outside. How can we be picky about part-time jobs?"

Zhou Wei instantly understood that before returning to Jiang's house, Jiang Xiaoqi should still rely on these odd jobs to subsidize the family, and even pay for his mother's medical expenses.

"Uncle is amazing, I will support it with practical actions after it is built."

Jiang Xiaoqi slapped his hand, what the hell!It's so sincere to pee.

Zhou Wei patted his ass, feeling that he could make further progress: "Did the old man speak ill of me to you that day?"

Jiang Xiaoqi: "Bad words refer to negative information that is not true?" Staying up late, skipping classes, bad grades, which one is fake?

Zhou Wei covered his face with a cushion unreasonably: "Personal privacy should be respected."

Jiang Xiaoqi: "The old man you are talking about is your grandfather, or the one on the glass?"

Zhou Wei shrunk back again: "Uncle, I was wrong." This man is quite vengeful!

Jiang Xiaoqi stopped teasing him after applying the medicated oil: "Your grandfather asked you to go to Dan University and study business next year. As long as your grades reach the first line, you are eligible to move up the ranks, and he will take care of the rest for you."

"Are you on his side?" Zhou Wei pulled down the cushion.

Jiang Xiaoqi: "Of course, it's all for the children, understandable."

Zhou Wei: "You are so old-fashioned, you are only two years older than me, we are the same age!"

Jiang Xiaoqi: "Really? You haven't taken the college entrance examination yet, and I'm almost graduating from graduate school. We are the same age? You just called me uncle."

It's so irritating!Zhou Wei curled up one leg and wanted to kick someone: "Then can I call you brother? Brother, Brother Seven!"

Jiang Xiaoqi choked on the saliva, resisted coughing, turned his back to Zhou Wei and poured water to drink, his facial features ached.

"Why doesn't he let you paint? The Florence Academy of Fine Arts is very difficult to apply for."

"The Zhou family doesn't have as many heirs as your Jiang family." Zhou Wei held back for a long time, and spit out at Jiang Xiaoqi: "...So, he gave up persecuting my dad and focused his fire on me. Obviously Xiao Lei is so If he is motivated and his grades are good, there will be no problem for him in Peony City in the future, so why bother to paste my puddle of mud on the wall."

"Little... Seventh brother, do you think he can do things that he is not interested in? If he is not famous in his novels, he will go home and inherit hundreds of millions of property. I will not let him do it!"

Jiang Xiaoqi turned around and leaned against the edge of the table, with his head slightly lowered, unable to see whether he agreed or opposed.

"Only those who are interested can do well. Those who have a way out and have choices. For many people, the important thing is not what they want to do, but how to do well what they are doing."

"I am not familiar with the world of your rich people, but... I know that there is more than one route to the destination."

"Danyang Academy of Fine Arts, it's easy to take classes. It's not far from the School of Architecture, and it's closer to the School of Business..."

Zhou Wei's eyes widened, and his tired eyes lit up.

"Little... Seventh Brother, you are so cunning——"

He jumped up, forgetting the injury of his right leg, his knee was so painful that he folded off the sofa.

Jiang Xiaoqi caught the man with one stride.

Zhou Wei was so happy that he urgently needed a hug to celebrate, so he didn't restrain his strength, and directly threw himself into Jiang Xiaoqi's arms, as if throwing himself into the arms deliberately.

Ha ha ha ha--

Jiang Xiaoqi tensed up all over, and pushed him back to the sofa as if dodging something. "Be honest! Watch out for the wound..."

The young man's slender limbs and thin body hidden in his overcoat were under his control for a moment, and he was so happy that he could feel his heartbeat through his thin chest.

Zhou Wei didn't expect that the troubles that had troubled her for several months would be resolved in this way, she lay back on the sofa and giggled.

Jiang Xiaoqi has never seen such a heartless person: "It's time to sleep!"

Zhou Wei began to carefully calculate the feasibility of the plan, sat up and stretched his neck and asked Jiang Xiaoqi: "The old man will definitely ask you to supervise me, will you cover me?"

"En." Jiang Xiaoqi responded lightly.

So beautiful!Zhou Wei was completely relieved.

Jiang Xiaoqi urged him to go to sleep: "What you should be worried about, isn't it a thread?"

Lv Dish Lv

Zhou Wei poured cold water on his head, and it was completely cool.That's right, he had to first pass the entrance exam by practicing plank roads, and then he had to secretly study Chen Cang's looting class.

Zhou Wei quickly fished out his phone, and found a score line for the Danyang City College Entrance Examination, 521 points!What a romantic number, but I don't love you~

"The full score is one thousand, right?"

"Seven hundred and five." Jiang Xiaoqi replied lightly.

"Oh," Zhou Wei covered his heart: "This result must include the physical education test!"

"Dan Yang doesn't add a test for physical education in the college entrance examination." Jiang Xiaoqi's lips slanted: "Even if there is an additional test, it won't be equestrian. Are you sure you can take advantage of it?"

Zhou Wei felt that she could die——

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