Blame him for being too pretty

Bo Qiao is past the age where he likes to celebrate birthdays, and he usually just has a casual meal at home with his relatives and friends, and he doesn't want to organize it like Song Yuhe's coming-of-age ceremony.

When Bo Qiao went to pick up Song Yuhe in the morning, he found that he was sick again, so he immediately drove the car to the hospital regardless of his objection.

Song Yuhe frowned and protested all the way: "How can I go to the hospital on my birthday? Go to your house, turn around and go to your house!"

Bo Qiao got a headache from his quarrel, stopped the car, leaned over, gagged his mouth, and exchanged a kiss with a smell of medicine.

Song Yuhe immediately fell silent.

Bo Qiao took him for an examination, followed the doctor's advice and made him lie in the medical cabin for a long time before finally taking him out of the hospital.

Song Yuhe's complexion is much better than in the morning, and he has more energy to scold Bo Qiao: "I'm really fine, you see, it's a waste of a day, what those doctors said is the same as what they said last time, it's useless .”

Bo Qiao turned his head to look at him, and said quietly: "Do you want to see how I am angry?"

Song Yuhe stopped talking again.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Song Yuhe realized that he was going to see Bo Qiao's parents again, so he quickly pulled off his hat, patted his cheek, and looked at Bo Qiao eagerly: "Sir, am I beautiful today?"

Bo Qiao glanced at him, then continued to drive and look at the road, without any perfunctory tone: "It's beautiful."

Song Yuhe looked at the small mirror on the car for a long time before he finally felt that he should be very beautiful.

Just before dinner, Bo Qiao finally brought Song Yuhe home.

After the car was ready, Bo Qiao took Song Yuhe out, looked at the garage and found that Bo Huacai's car was parked there, he should have arrived long ago.

"Don't be nervous." Bo Qiao held Song Yuhe's hand and comforted him, "It's okay, haven't you met my parents, they are very nice."

Song Yuhe nodded: "Yeah, I know, but I'm still a little nervous."

Bo Qiao had no choice but to hold his hand even tighter.

The two of them walked through the garden that Bai Shao played with himself, and finally arrived at the front hall, where they could smell the aroma of food and the warm lighting from a long distance away.

Bo Qiao looked in from the window, and accidentally found a red light. He hurriedly took Song Yuhe to the hospital. He didn't wear glasses today, so he couldn't see what was too far away, but he felt something bad in his heart. premonition.

Bo Qiao forcibly stabilized, grabbed Song Yuhe and opened the door of the front hall.

As soon as the door was opened, the sound of a small salute exploded, and the fireworks fell one after another.

Bai Shao and Bo Huacai held small salutes and said with smiles, "Happy birthday!"

Bo Qiao had already guessed that the two of them would do something like this, and looked down at Song Yuhe, lest he would be frightened.

Fortunately, Song Yuhe was able to withstand being scared - after all, he is a person who doesn't change his expression even after watching horror movies.

After the celebration, Bai Shao happily dragged Song Yuhe into the heated front room, and stuffed a red envelope full of cash to Song Yuhe: "This is a red envelope for a good boy."

Unlike Bo Qiao, Song Yuhe was only nervous, but after seeing Bai Shao and Bao Mu, he was not restrained. He looked at such a bulging red envelope in surprise, and turned it over and over again: "I... can I accept it?"

No one told him that he could receive a red envelope when he came to see his parents.

Bai Shao couldn't stop laughing, Bao Mu, who didn't talk much, came over and gave him a red envelope, and said with a gentle smile, "I can accept it."

Only then did Song Yuhe happily accept it.

Bo Qiao finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Song Yuhe was not so restrained as to smirk.

Seeing that Bo Qiao didn't respond, Bo Huacai winked at him: "Hey, hey."

Because Song Yuhe was afraid of meeting strangers, only the Bo family members were invited for this birthday, and other relatives planned to invite them when they celebrated their lunar birthdays.

Bo Qiao looked at Bo Huacai suspiciously. As soon as he moved his gaze, he was shocked by a bright red banner on the wall.

Bai Shao and Bao Mu like to celebrate by pulling banners, and this time was no exception. The letter was written with a line of big characters in golden color.

[I wish Bo Qiao a happy birthday, the iron tree blossoms, and a happy knot]

Bo Qiao: "????"

Bo Qiao was about to die from the dirt, his face was pale, and he wished he could rush forward and tear down the unsightly banner.

Song Yuhe also saw the banner, he had never seen this kind of celebration before, he couldn't help laughing immediately, and asked Bai Shao: "What is the iron tree blooming?"

Bai Shao smiled without saying a word.

Seeing Song Yuhe laughing so happily because of the banner, Bo Qiao pinched his nose and allowed the broken banner to stay on the wall for a while.

The food was almost just right, so Bao Mu greeted him to sit down and eat.

Song Yuhe and Bo Qiao sat next to each other, their eyes fell on the dishes on the table, and their expressions were a little unnatural.

If he hadn't been sick, he wouldn't have wasted the hard-fought dishes that others had cooked.

Bai Shao could probably see Song Yuhe's distress, she got up and went to the kitchen to bring over the medicinal food that she had been simmering all day: "Xiao Zhi, I made some medicinal food, why don't you eat it?"

Song Yuhe looked at the things in the porcelain pot suspiciously: "Medicine?"

"Yeah." Bo Qiao picked up his bowl and served him some soup, "I asked the doctor, these are good for your body, try it and see if you like it?"

Now that Bo Qiao said so, Song Yuhe didn't refuse, brought it over and took a sip.

During this period of time, he has been eating porridge and nutrient solution. He only drinks ribs soup when his health is particularly good. He rarely eats this kind of normal food.

Even if Song Yuhe didn't have the desire to talk anymore, and he was used to clear soup with little water at first, his eyes would light up slightly when he ate this kind of tasty food.

Seeing that he likes to eat, Bai Shao also let out a sigh of relief.

The dinner table was full of his own people, and while they were eating, Bai Shao began to urge Huacai again: "Huacai, when can you bring that boyfriend of yours home to have a look?"

Bo Huacai was eating happily, but when he heard this, his face turned green: "Don't talk about him, okay?"

Bai Shao didn't understand: "Accordingly, you're both dating and living together, so why haven't you settled down yet?"

Bo Huacai had a terrible headache, with "I knew I wouldn't be back today" written all over her face.

Song Yuhe happily ate the herbal diet, and together with Bo Qiao looked at Bo Huacai curiously, his eyes were full of "eating melons".

Bo Huacai: "..."

Bo Huacai thought, "Don't blame me for being unkind." He took a deep breath, and planned to drag the two people in front of him into the water: "Why don't you ask San Qiao first, he and the good boy have lived together for a long time, it seems It's time to get engaged."

Bo Qiao: "..."

Song Yuhe felt that "I can always get engaged", and looked at Bao Qiao with the others while eating herbal diet, her cheeks were bulging, she looked very cute.

Bo Qiao: "..."

Bo Qiao gritted her teeth and glared at Bo Huacai: "Xiao Zhi is still young, I want to wait until he recovers from his illness...then get engaged."

Bai Shao, Bo Mu and Bo Huacai's faces were full of "He's still young and you hook up with others like this?"

Bo Qiao... Bo Qiao couldn't eat anymore, so he asked Song Yuhe, "Have you finished eating?"

Song Yuhe finished the soup and said vaguely, "Okay."

Bo Qiao pulled him to stand up and said, "Let's go back to the room first."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the three of them to say any more slanderous words, Bo Qiao quickly pulled Song Yuhe up the stairs.

Song Yuhe followed behind and smiled: "Sir, your status in the family is so low."

Anyone can see his jokes.

Bo Qiao dragged him to his room, saving Song Yuhe from crawling on the bed again in the middle of the night.

"Is the medicinal food delicious today?" Bo Qiao asked Song Yuhe casually while looking for pajamas.

"It's delicious." Song Yuhe nodded, "Although it smells like medicine, it's delicious."

Bo Qiao nodded: "Okay, if you don't want to vomit after eating, I will make you a medicinal meal every day."

Song Yuhe said in surprise: "Sir, can you cook medicinal food?"

Bo Qiao: "I can learn."

Song Yuhe laughed so hard that his dimples came out, he nodded heavily: "Okay, okay."

After taking a shower, Song Yuhe suddenly seemed to remember something, hurriedly opened the bag he brought, took out a beautifully packaged box, and handed it to Bo Qiao as if offering a treasure.

Bo Qiao raised his eyebrows: "What is this?"

"Birthday present for my husband." Song Yuhe urged him, "Take it apart and have a look."

Bao Qiao opened the packing box with a smile, and was illuminated by the light in the room, and a faint blue broken light burst out from inside.

It was a delicately carved mint blue rose, crystal clear.

Bo Qiao was slightly taken aback, and recognized that this was the jade that Song Yuhe had been carving with a knife some time ago, and said in surprise, "Give it to me."

Song Yuhe nodded, his eyes sparkled and he said, "Do you like it?"

Bo Qiao took out the blue rose and looked at the layer upon layer of petal patterns on it. One can imagine how much effort Song Yuhe spent to carve out such an extraordinary rose.

Bo Qiao has lived for so many years and has received countless gifts, but none of them can compare to this one and make him like it.

He raised his hand and hugged Song Yuhe in his arms, resting his chin on Song Yuhe's neck, and said in a hoarse voice: "I like it very much..."

Song Yuhe said happily: "Then I will carve another one for you next year."

Bo Qiao laughed, and seemed to like Song Yuhe's promise of the future to him.

"it is good."

Those medicated diets were the right medicine, Song Yuhe didn't have any tendency to vomit before going to bed, and fell asleep comfortably after taking the medicine, without feeling any pain in his heart.

Bo Qiao covered him with the quilt, picked up the optical brain and sent a message to Song Guanxing.

[Mint's Bo: Let Xiaozhi come and live with me from tomorrow. 】

【Examiner Song: What's wrong? 】

During this time, Examiner Song had completely resigned to his fate, and he also knew that Bo Qiao would not make such an excessive request without a valid reason, so he replied extremely calmly.

[Mint thin: He can eat medicinal food, but it's not convenient to eat at home. It's better to live with me. 】

Song Guanxing was silent.

Xiang Jiu still doesn't know about Song Yuhe's illness. Sometimes it's rare to cook once, and he still cooks the pork rib soup that Song Yuhe liked to eat when he was a child. Song Yuhe vomited when he ate it, but he still ate it every time.

It took a while before Bo Qiao received the news.

【Examiner Song: Well, good】

Seeing that Song Guanxing was not messing around, Bo Qiao also felt relieved, turned off the light brain, and went to bed lightly.

Song Yuhe, who was already sound asleep, felt a familiar smell, turned over skillfully, wrapped his hands and feet together.

Bo Qiao smiled softly, leaned down and kissed him between the eyebrows.

"Good night."