After getting on with the enemy

There are many scenes when friends meet again, so meeting like this is bound to cause a wave of "hate".Qiao Yan was deliberately playing tricks on Zhou Xiyun and disturbing Qingning. Now she is not annoyed after she has closed the window, on the contrary, she is more satisfied.

Qiao Yan was in a panic, and always liked to provoke Zhou Xiyun, otherwise he would lose all energy.

This is another one-sided victory, never lost since childhood.

The lights in the opposite room were turned off not long after, the owner stopped working, and the whole small building gradually fell into the silent night.

The old compound is not as modern as the new community. There is only one rusty yellow street lamp in the alley, and it is more than ten meters away from Zhou's house.The faint light can barely illuminate the outline of the surrounding things, but it is not obvious, and it is very blurry when you look at it.

Qiao Yan waited until his hair was dry before changing into his pajamas. Before turning off the light, he unconsciously turned his head and looked outside, then pressed the switch, and lay down to rest.

It was a foggy Saturday morning, the dew was cold, and the air was filled with a lingering dampness.

The elders of Qiao and Zhou's family got up early and got out of bed before dawn.Ms. Xu went downstairs to cook at six o'clock, waited for her grandma to eat, and then drove out to buy vegetables, and went to the market early to grab fresh ingredients.

Xu Ziqing didn't care about Qiao Yan sleeping late, and neither did her grandma, knowing that she was tired from guarding the shop, she allowed her to lie down longer.

The bed at home was soft and comfortable. Qiao Yan woke up at dawn, and it was not yet 08:30, and the food hadn't been bought yet.

When Qiao Yan went downstairs with sleepy eyes, her grandma was already fully dressed and drinking tea in the living room on the first floor, and Zhou Xiyun was also sitting there, chatting with the old man.

Zhou Xiyun is dressed at home today, with a light gray v-neck linen top and wide-leg pants. Her smooth black hair is fastened with a clip, and the ends of her hair are scattered and hanging down. The style is more classic, but not old-fashioned, but it complements her The temperament is elegant and charming.

Qiao Yan seldom saw Zhou Xiyun like this. He was so gentle and refined that he didn't look like him at first glance.Zhou Xiyun is more serious most of the time, whether it is work or study, or even friends around him, he has always been reserved and serious, and he will not be so relaxed.

When she happened upon this moment by chance, Qiao Yan paused, wondering whether she should go down and disturb them.

Zhou Xiyun heard the slight sound of footsteps from above, stopped talking in an instant, and looked sideways.

Grandma also caught a glimpse of Qiao Yan who was standing on the stairs, and greeted her kindly: "Come down and rest here. There is still food in the kitchen. You can eat it as soon as it is warmed up. Ziqing left a big bowl for you." Porridge."

Grandma read in dialect: "It's eight or nine o'clock, how early is it? The sun is shining on the bed, so I can't sleep because of the sun."

Qiao Yan rubbed her nose in embarrassment, knowing that this was nagging her in disguise, so she didn't make excuses and let the old man talk.

Grandma said, "Xiyun will be here at 07:30."

Qiao Yan laughed: "I must get up early tomorrow, and then I will cook poached eggs with fermented glutinous rice for you."

"Then I'll fight."

"Eh!"

Fearing that the old man would give a lecture, Qiao Yan hurried into the kitchen and hid there to stuff a few mouthfuls of food, deliberately avoiding the one in the living room.

There were other people present, but Zhou Xiyun was fine, as if he hadn't seen Qiao Yan last night.This person didn't pay much attention to Qiao Yan, and at the end, he poured tea for grandma slowly.

Grandma cared very little about Zhou Xiyun. She treated her like half a child in the family. She was given food and drink when people came. She shared some good things with Zhou Xiyun. She had everything Qiao Yan had.

Zhou Xiyun's visit this time was not empty-handed, he also bought gifts for the two elders, and he was especially attentive to his grandma, just a few large boxes of high-priced supplements.

Qiao Yan quietly touched her and asked in a low voice, "You don't have money, can you buy so many things?"

Zhou Xiyun replied calmly: "My mother pays the bill."

Qiao Yan was deeply suspicious, "Oh."

"Borrowed." Zhou Xiyun said, sounding like that.

Qiao Yan: "Then you won't pay me back?"

Zhou Xiyun didn't change his face, "The flowers are over, they're gone."

Qiao Yan is a ghost if he can believe it, but after all, he doesn't expose the other party, just for the sake of grandma's face, he doesn't care about it for the time being.She secretly kicked Xiyun's trouser leg next week without any effort, purely to vent her resentment.

Zhou Xiyun remained motionless, handed the tea to grandma with a calm expression, and said softly, "Try this one again, Xinyang Maojian, I just got it a while ago."

Grandma cheerfully reached out to take it, and with a wide smile on her face, she picked up the cup and polished the lid, then took a sip gracefully.

The old man is actually not proficient in tea ceremony, and he is not good at it, just trying to show his mind.The company of young people is the most precious, and the older generation eats this set, even if they drink Bailiangkai, they can still taste the sweetness.

Qiao Yan, the granddaughter, sat by and watched, watching Zhou Xiyun's live performance of what it means to be a good person, and secretly despised it.

Grandma handed Qiao Yan a cup of warm tea to try, and asked, "How is it?"

Qiao Yan closed his eyes and boasted, "It's delicious."

Zhou Xiyun's eyes fell on Qiao Yan's face, and he glanced at it slowly.

There were comings and goings, Qiao Yan glanced back, his beautiful almond eyes slightly staring.

As if he didn't understand the warning, Zhou Xiyun poured another cup of tea and put it in front of Qiao Yan calmly, "This one is sweeter, not bitter."

Qiao Yan reluctantly picked up the teacup, finished drinking, and said with mixed feelings: "It's not that good, it's not as good as the one just now."

Drinking tea one cup after another in this way, the tea on the table was quickly tasted all over.Qiao Yan drank a lot of water, and soon became bloated.

Xu Ziqing came back at 09:30, and Zhou Huiwen also came here to help.

Both mothers are diligent, and they work non-stop as soon as they enter the door, and take the time to cook soup and rice.

"Clean up the table when you have time. Also, I forgot to buy drinks in the morning, Qiao Qiao, you can go to the store to buy two bottles of Weiyi later." Ms. Xu directed.

Qiao Yan is used to calling people, obviously asking her to go out to run errands, she turned around and made arrangements for Zhou Xiyun as a matter of course: "I'll clean the table, and you go buy drinks."

Zhou Xiyun answered the words very naturally: "No money."

"Not even 30 yuan?"

"No."

Qiao Yan picked up his mobile phone and transferred 30 yuan to this person's WeChat, "Now I owe me another [-] yuan."

Zhou Xiyun replied: "Remember first."

Qiao Yan said, "A total of 528 yuan."

Zhou Xiyun: "Next time."

The store is at the entrance of Xijing Compound, and you can walk back and forth in 5 minutes.

Zhou Xiyun took the money and went out. Not long after, he brought back a bottle of Weiyi and a large bottle of Coke.

There are 520 bottles of Weiyi in the small store, and [-] yuan for big Coke.Zhou Xiyun backhandedly refunded [-] yuan to Qiao Yan, and noted: "I still owe [-] yuan and [-] cents."

Qiao Yanquan thought he was blind, and didn't reply to the WeChat messages.

They were in the same room and sent WeChat messages, making it seem like there was some shady little secret between them... Although the two of them did have an unclear experience.

The two of them entered the kitchen a little later to help out, and stood side by side in front of the sink to choose and wash vegetables, carrying dishes and washing dishes from time to time.

Xu Ziqing asked Qiao Yan to wear an apron, "Don't get your clothes dirty, oil stains are not easy to wash."

Qiao Yan was surprisingly lazy, "No, I'm not near the stove."

Zhou Xiyun fetched two aprons and threw one over Qiao Yan's shoulders.Qiao Yan didn't like the floral style, but preferred the solid color one. Immediately, he put the floral apron back into Zhou Xiyun's hand domineeringly, and said, "Change another one, I want yours."

Zhou Xiyun didn't mind either, so he just changed.

The two of them helped each other tie the apron, Qiao Yan started first, and then Zhou Xiyun tied the belt for this person in turn.Qiao Yan was frizzy, and urged: "Hurry up, the water will overflow if you dawdle any longer."

Zhou Xiyun didn't listen, so he pressed the back of Qiao Yan's head to signal him not to talk too much.

Qiao Yan exploded in an instant, turned around and said, "Why press me down, I won't grow taller if I press too much."

Zhou Xiyun said, "It's already high enough."

Qiao Yan replied, "It's not one seven five."

"Well," Zhou Xiyun continued calmly, which pot was left unopened and which pot was lifted, "it's not as tall as me."

Qiao Yan flicked the knife, and made a threatening mouth in dissatisfaction.

Zhou Xiyun deliberately pressed her head again, insisting on plucking the hair on her hairy head.

The two competed with each other, but they didn't dare to let Ms. Xu and the others notice.

Qiao was born with a soft-tempered temperament, how could he bear this kind of aggrieved, he tugged on Zhou Xiyun's clothes in disbelief, and even teased him annoyingly.

Zhou Xiyun reacted quickly and dodged sideways.

Qiao Yan didn't give up, and waved his hands to grab the other party.

Zhou Xiyun avoided it anyway, trying not to let her touch him at all.

Qiao Yan has a big temper, once he gets on top, he doesn't care about it, he doesn't know how to measure it, so he held back a big one on the spot, took a big step back into the opponent's arms, touched Zhou Xiyun's slender waist with his backhand and rubbed it wantonly, meaning scratching this man's itch.She is quite arrogant, and her paws are very irregular.

Zhou Xiyun's whole body froze, and his body trembled.

Thinking that he had the upper hand, Qiao Yan not only accepted it when it didn't work out, but even made it worse.

Zhou Xiyun didn't move, and held her tightly in the next moment.

Qiao Yan earned it, but it was useless.

Zhou Xiyun squeezed so hard that Qiao Yan's wrist turned red.

At this moment, Ms. Xu, who was cooking, suddenly said, "Qiao Qiao, give me a plate for steaming fish."

Zhou Xiyun let go of his strength when he heard the sound, and let Qiao Yan go for now.

Qiao Yan seemed like a fool who didn't feel anything, didn't take it seriously, didn't care what the people behind him were doing, and said in a hurry: "Wait, take it right away!"

The plate of steamed fish was in the cabinet on the far side, Qiao Yan bent over to find it.

Zhou Xiyun stayed behind, unhurriedly arranging the corners of his clothes.