Dodder Pampering Handbook

There is no class on Saturday, Zhong Teng still wanted to sleep a little longer, but the sudden maturity broke the plan.

He didn't know how to explain to Sanzhi, so he had to cover Sanzhi's head with the quilt, "Sleep a little longer."

Zhong Meiliang had already gotten up, and the sound of his footsteps could be heard outside the door. After a while, Zhong Meiliang also got up.Someone from other places visited the garment factory today, and the two of them had to go to the factory early to prepare.

"I left money on the table, and you two will settle it by yourself at noon."

Zhong Ting didn't speak, Zhong Meiliang thought they were still sleeping, after a while, the door closed and the room became quiet again.

Sanzhi was covered with a quilt by him, and pressed lightly on his ears. He felt a little hot, so he tore off the quilt, and Zhong Teng fell asleep again with his back to him.

"Brother, get up and run." Once Sanzhi woke up, it was difficult to fall asleep again.

He called Zhong Cheng softly behind him.

Zhong Cheng was a little bored, covered his ears and muttered, "Sleep a little longer."

The continuous early waking up made him a little tired, maybe it was because the maturity in the dream was too sudden, he was a little hard to face Sanzhi.

Sanzhi was still guilty of his bed-wetting, so he didn't dare to call him, so he got up on tiptoe and went to the bathroom.

Zhong Cheng listened to him with his ears upright, but there was no sound, and the sound of flushing water was heard after a while.

Sanzhi went back to the bed, lay there, and said to himself, "No pee."

Zhong Cheng covered his ears tightly, his resistance was obvious.

Sanzhi saw it, put his hands behind his head, and muttered softly: "I didn't want to pee when I slept last night."

Zhong Cheng ignored him.

Sanzhi snorted, a little dissatisfied: "It's not just Sanzhi who can wet the bed."

Zhong Cheng: "... No one said you wet the bed."

"Brother," seeing that Zhong Cheng finally paid attention to him, San Zhi smiled happily, leaned over and said, "You peed on me, but I won't tell others."

This little fool!

Zhong Ting couldn't sleep anymore, he dragged the thin quilt off his body with claws and teeth, and frowned: "That's not bedwetting."

"Get up and take you for a run." He refused to say anything else, seeing Sanzhi get off the bed obediently and change clothes in front of him.

It was obviously a scene I was used to, but suddenly there was something indescribably awkward.

Zhong Ting turned his face away, not looking at him.The blue curtains were blown by the wind, and the opposite building was still some distance away, but he still walked forward and closed the curtains.

He hardened his throat and ordered: "From now on, you are not allowed to take off your clothes casually in front of others, and remember to draw the curtains when changing clothes."

Sanzhi had just put on his sweatpants and was putting on a top. The young boy's thin chest was glowing white, and the somewhat dark room seemed to be covered with a layer of fireflies.

He quickly got dressed and didn't notice Zhong Cheng's different reaction from usual at all.

A 50-yuan bill was placed on the table in the living room. They put the money in their pockets and changed their shoes. It was only 06:30 when they left the house, which was about the same time as when they usually went to school.

Zhong Cheng rubbed his sleepy eyes. He has been particularly lethargic recently, and sometimes his calves would cramp at night.

Went to the park for half an hour morning jog, ate wontons and steamed buns on the way home, but was still sleepy after returning home, so Zhong Teng turned on the TV for San Zhi to watch, then went back to his room and continued to sleep.

He slept until nearly ten o'clock, and when he woke up, he didn't hear the sound of the TV outside. When he touched his side, he saw the sweet fragrance of sleeping on his back.

Zhong Cheng watched him for a while, then got up to look through the refrigerator, preparing to cook at home for lunch.

Who would have thought that Qi Beiyan would come just as soon as he washed the rice and asked the two of them to have dinner at home.

Zhong Teng had no choice but to wake Sanzhi up, and went to Qi Beiyan's house to have dinner. In the afternoon, the three of them went to Xinhua Bookstore to read together. Seeing that they were hungry, they went to a nearby shopping mall to buy something to eat, and then went back to read after eating.

Qi Beiyan has recently fallen in love with reading online game novels, and he is obsessed with it. He begged his father for a long time, and the family prepared for him to install a computer at home for him in the first three days of the high school entrance examination.

When I went back at night, there was still no one at home.Zhong Teng refused to eat at Qi Beiyan's house, and went back to order noodles. Zhong Meiliang called and said that they were temporarily going to the next county to process a batch of orders, and they probably wouldn't be back until tomorrow.

Since the business of the family's garment factory has grown bigger and bigger, such situations are not uncommon.

Zhong Teng was used to it. Sanzhi sat cross-legged on the sofa and played with the TV. He rubbed Sanzhi's hair from behind: "I won't do my homework tonight, play for a while, and do my homework tomorrow."

San Zhi said "Oh", Zhong Cheng went back to the room to pack his clothes and went to take a shower.

After taking a shower, he went into the room again, and this time he didn't come out for a long time. Sanzhi was still waiting for him to watch a movie together. Both of them liked watching Bruce Lee's martial arts movies.

He slipped on his slippers and poked his head to see what Zhong Cheng was doing.

Zhong Teng is separating the merged beds. Originally, Sanzhi's small bed was close to his bed to form a big bed. Sanzhi slept dishonestly and always kicked the quilt. Sometimes when his quilt was gone, he rolled it up Rolled up and ran to Zhong Cheng's bed.

"What are you doing?" Sanzhi ran over and snatched the sheets he was making, his voice full of grievances.

He threw down the sheets and went to push the bed angrily, trying to put the two beds together.

Zhong Teng was a little helpless, and blocked him with his feet to prevent him from pushing, "Sanzhi, you have grown up, you should get used to sleeping alone."

"I don't want it." Sanzhi refused very simply.

Unable to push the bed, he ran to Zhong Ting, hugged him, and acted like a child: "I don't want to be separated from you."

Before Zhong Teng said anything, he added another sentence smartly: "I don't blame you for peeing on me." After finishing speaking, he quietly raised his eyes to look at Zhong Teng, and whispered: "I didn't tell anyone."

Zhong Cheng was so angry that he pushed his face aside, "I don't call it bedwetting!"

His face was deformed by the push, but Sanzhi still refused to let go of him, hanging on him like a tree kangaroo, with an expression that I was from here, nodded, and said: "I know, let's not separate."

"No, it must be divided."

"Why!" Sanzhi asked, very aggrieved.

He couldn't figure out why they had to sleep separately.

Zhong Teng was a little helpless, and showed him that the gap between the two beds was no more than two palms wide, "I'm still sleeping in the same room, just a little bit apart."

"Not at all!" Sanzhi hugged him domineeringly, and said coquettishly, "I don't want to sleep separately with my brother, I'm afraid."

The body was hugged tightly, and Zhong Cheng's already wavering heart became even more unsteady, and he frowned in embarrassment.

In the end, they took a step back, "It's okay to sleep together, but you have to wear clothes."

"it is good."

"When changing clothes, avoid people and draw the curtains."

"Okay, brother, can't you?"

"No, no."

Sanzhi pouted, "Got it." Then with a happy smile, he pulled Zhong Teng out from the middle of the bed, and tried hard to push the two beds together.

He took his clothes and was about to take a bath, leaving Zhong Cheng alone in distress.

Fortunately, it doesn't happen every day. Zhong Teng pays special attention to this aspect, and Sanzhi quickly forgets about this episode.

Zhong Teng told his parents that he seemed to be growing taller, and his legs had cramps at night, so there was no milk at home, and the two of them had to drink a glass of milk every morning before going to school.

On two days on Sunday, when going to school again, Sanzhi shrank back, as if he didn't know the people in the group anymore, but Zhang Keke and the others started talking to Sanzhi.

Sanzhi pursed his lips, and only shook his head or nodded. Sometimes he was asked too many questions, so he grabbed Zhong Cheng's clothes and hid behind him, letting Zhong Cheng answer.

Obviously they are all drinking milk, but the milk smell on Sanzhi's body is particularly obvious. As soon as he gets close, there is a faint milk fragrance. He grabs Zhong Cheng's hoodie to cover his face, revealing two black eyes, looking at Zhang Keke. Go in circles.

Zhang Keke: "..." He just asked Sanzhi if he liked reading books. As for such a big reaction.

Zhong Cheng snatched the twisted and deformed hat back from Sanzhi's hands, put it away in Liping, and answered for him: "He doesn't like reading books, he likes to read comic books."

Zhang Keke understood, "You two used to be in the same class, right?"

Three branches nodded.

Zhang Keke glanced at the classroom. There are not many people coming. He looks very dull. When he pursed his lips, the color of his lips became a little more colorful. He seemed to come alive. He whispered: "I'm going to When I was in the bathroom, I heard them talking about you."

They said that Zhu Sanzhi was mentally retarded.

Zhong Teng revolves around the mentally handicapped every day, even in middle school.

Zhang Keke didn't say all those words. He didn't think that Zhu Sanzhi was a fool. A fool can't recite English so fluently. He was a little shy at most.

He is also the kind of quiet and shy person. When he was in elementary school, because he loved to read books, he didn't play with his classmates very much. He was once called a nerd and excluded and isolated.

After finally being promoted to junior high school, he is also trying to integrate into the collective, and now he hears rumors about Sanzhi, and he feels a sense of sympathy for each other.

Zhong Cheng frowned, didn't ask him what he heard, probably guessed it, and just asked, "What do you think?"

Zhang Keke's smile was shallow and fleeting, "I don't believe what they said."

Sanzhi narrowed his eyes with a smile, looking silly at him.

The three of them put down the group chairs and set them up. Zhang Keke started reading again before the others came.

Zhong Teng was checking Sanzhi's homework. Sanzhi was lying on his arm, shaking the chair, and asked Zhang Keke, "What are you looking at?"

Zhang Keke habitually used Chinese documents to block him. Zhong Cheng and the others only knew that he was reading a novel, not what he was reading.

"Do you want to read Gu Long's book?"

Sanzhi shook his head, "I don't understand."

"How come, it's very good, you probably don't like watching it. Do you usually watch TV series at home?"

"I read Journey to the West."

"Have you read "The Passionate Swordsman"?"

Zhong Teng listened from the side, thinking that Sanzhi would not like to try new stations because he believed in one station.He and Qi Beiyan had watched this TV series, and Sanzhi just fell asleep while watching it.

Sanzhi shook his head.

Zhang Keke was very generous, "Then I will lend you this book after I finish reading it."

San Zhi tugged at the corner of Zhong Cheng's clothes, and seeing him nodding, he said, "Okay."

Zhao Hu and the others arrived one after another and began to collect homework.Zhong Cheng sorted the two people's homework books on the table, and seeing that the time was almost up, he took Sanzhi to the playground to play together.

Qi Beiyan has already played on the basketball court, but Sanzhi doesn't like basketball, he is not tall, he is obviously the same age as Zhong Teng, and he both went to junior high school, but he only reached Zhong Teng's shoulder, and he looks like a child.

He likes to play table tennis, and after several rounds against Zhong Cheng, Qi Beiyan finally saw them.

After running down from the court, he whispered something in Zhong Ting's ear, and then patted him on the shoulder winkingly: "I'll give it to you tonight, take a good look at it, and return it to me after you finish reading." After finishing speaking, he ran away again. go back.

Zhong Cheng frowned slightly, Sanzhi looked at him, then at Qi Beiyan who ran away.

Finally, I couldn't help but pouted, as if overnight, these two people had a secret to keep themselves out.

big crisis.