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Brother and friend respectful, brother fat and brother thin?

In fact, Xu Ziqin's decision to call his brother was not a whim, at most it was a conspiracy.As Bai Jiang himself said, barter for barter.

It is worth it to exchange an unwarranted title for the peace of the past!

So, that night, Xu Ziqin slept peacefully in his cousin's room, and the bunk bed in the next room became the residence of his cousin and Bai Jiang.

Unexpectedly, this stable life lasted less than a day and came to an end.

The lights were like daylight, and Xu Ziqin was lying on the bed overlooking the night view of the city. Wang Zijie and Bai Jiang, who were separated by a wall, were playing games happily.

The Qin family doesn't have the habit of rounding the ward at night. The elders with high education have paid great attention to their privacy since they were young. No matter how late they go to bed, they will at most send WeChat reminders to go to bed early and get up early.

Qin Yang opened the door and entered the house before eleven o'clock. During the day, she took care of Qin Li, and at night she became Qin Yuan's shift. She cooked dumplings in the kitchen. It was still early, so she knocked on the door of her son's room and asked him if he was hungry. Not hungry, do you want to pad your stomach?

Xu Ziqin, who was in the cousin's room next door, didn't notice the enemy's situation at all. He listened to death heavy metal with headphones and didn't hear a sound at all. He didn't even pay attention to the WeChat message from his cousin.

Lying on the bed, eating potato chips and memorizing the model essay, there was a "bang", and the door was suddenly kicked open.

As soon as he raised his head, Qin Yang grabbed his ears and dragged him from the second floor to the living room on the first floor.

The anger was so hot that even the water in the jade bottle couldn't be extinguished.The young master had never seen his mother so angry when he grew up, and he hadn't adapted for a while.

"Kneel down!" Qin Yang snapped his chopsticks, and the dumpling bowl rolled a few times along the bottom edge before it stabilized.

Master Xu Ziqin's temper was completely suppressed, he gritted his teeth and knelt down, Bai Jiang and Wang Zijie came out of the room in a hurry, seeing this situation at a loss what to do.

"Auntie!" Wang Zijie called out the title, but was interrupted by Qin Yang.

"No one is allowed to intercede for him!" Qin Yang glared at this unworthy son, picked up the feather duster from the sofa and slapped him, "Xu Ziqin! Did I tell you before that I want you to restrain your young master?" temper!"

The young master was so scolded that he held his mouth shut. He raised his eyes and saw Bai Jiang's indifferent eyes. He seemed to be laughing at him, and he was even more furious. He forcefully explained: "I just want to change the bed..."

"Did a ghost grab you when you got in and out of bed? Or was there a bug biting you? Your cousin can sleep, but you can't? Your bedroom is the biggest among the juniors, what else do you want? , everyone let you. You will be 18 in half a year! Still not sensible?"

After scolding Qin Yang, he ate a few dumplings in a neutral manner, swallowed a few mouthfuls of water, and began to teach again, "Your uncle and aunt and I will take care of your grandfather at every step. It's so late, and I haven't even eaten a mouthful of rice. You are hungry at night, is this how you let me down?!"

Wang Zijie saw that his aunt was going to copy the feather duster again, and quickly snatched it away: "Auntie! Cousin, he knows he was wrong, so don't beat him. If it hurts, you will feel bad too."

Qin Yang stared at Xu Ziqin, wanted to get started but was afraid of hurting him, so he just gave up: "Don't you want to sleep alone? Tonight you will hug your bed and go to the bathroom!"

Qin Yang was dizzy with anger. He thought that there was a son in the family who could help him share his troubles, but unexpectedly he became a troublemaker. He didn't understand her good intentions at all. up.

"I'm not going!" Xu Ziqin stared at Qin Yang, and said in a panic, "This house belongs to my uncle, he has the final say on where I sleep."

These words completely angered Qin Yang, he threw away Wang Zijie and slapped Xu Ziqin on the face.

"Snapped!"

A huge red palm print was reflected on the face, burning hot and painful.

"You little white-eyed wolf! You have been raising you for so many years for nothing!"

Qin Yang changed her ladylike temperament in the past, and she scolded people in the same manner as Qin Yuan, "You know this is not our house! Then why do you still put on airs here every day? Move out of grandpa's house, I will marry you From your father on, I have nothing to do with my natal family.

It was your uncle who kindly took us in here to live a happy life!

Are you still pretending to be the young master in someone else's house?Your surname is Xu, not Qin!

Your uncle and aunt dote on you, and your cousin loves you, but it doesn't mean you are from the Qin family!Let me hear such words from now on, don't go back to this house! "

Xu Ziqin covered the slap marks on his face, tears rolled down like beans.

Since he was in primary school, no one in his family has ever beaten him. Now, in front of his cousin and an outsider, Qin Yang scolded him all over his face. How can he save face?

He yelled: "That man is so good? Is it worth you entrusting him for the rest of your life? Even if he died, he could have abandoned his wife and children in order to enter the Qin family. If he didn't die, he might meet someone better in the future and he would also abandon you. And go!"

The young master really has a sharp tongue, every word is like a knife, he stabs wherever it hurts, Qin Yang was so angry that he didn't say a word for a long time.

After a while, he rushed to the kitchen and spanked the broom to beat the young master: "I'll beat you to death, you little bastard!"

"Mom!" Xu Ziqin hugged her body and was beaten until she curled up on the ground, tears streaming down her face.

"No matter how you say it, you are also his seed! Your father has made thousands of mistakes, and it's not your turn to point fingers!"

Qin Yang slapped the young master's back so hard that he almost fainted from the pain.

Wang Zijie held Xu Ziqin in his arms: "Auntie, don't hit me anymore, my cousin is already injured, if you continue to hit him, you will die!"

"I'll kill this unworthy brat today!"

After yelling, Qin Yang pointed at the broom, "Hit until you are satisfied! You are just used to a bunch of stinky problems! Do you think I don't know anything? The air conditioner in the living room is turned on overnight, can it blow into your room? Do you think that the Qin family's money is all picked up from the ground? Isn't it printed by the money printing machine?!"

The young master on the ground cried so hard that he could hardly breathe, and he felt difficult to breathe when he was hugged by his cousin.

"Aunt Qin!" Bai Jiang, who had watched the battle from the sidelines for a long time, opened his mouth. He glanced at the ground with a sinking face and sobbed softly. The young master, who looked embarrassed, reached out to stop the broom, "This is my idea, don't you Blame him."

Suddenly, Qin Yang took back the broom, threw it on the ground, sat on the table and ate the dumplings with a blushing face.

Watching his words and expressions, Wang Zijie hurriedly helped his cousin up from the ground, and swayed back to the room with him.

Of course, he went back to Xu Ziqin's own room.

Downstairs, Qin Yang was chewing the dumplings, and suddenly couldn't help crying like he opened the gate to release the flood, as if he hated iron for being weak, and also seemed to cry for his own fate, when he encountered such an annoying thing.

It was completely quiet downstairs, and Xu Ziqin got up from the bed when he heard the door close next door.

As soon as he was naked, his cousin smeared him with medicine. There was not a piece of flesh on his body that was healthy, but a large area of ​​red and purple and scars. Even if he moved a little, his whole body hurt and he convulsed violently.

"Hiss..." Clutching his chest, he staggered to the bathroom.

It would be a lie to say that she doesn't hate Qin Yang, but what replaces the hatred is heartache.

His mother cried bitterly in the room, but he could only weep secretly.Qin Yang in his early forties takes care of himself like a girl in her 20s. She can't fit in several boxes of skin care products and nutritional products, but she is a widowed woman after all. No matter how well she looks, her heart is cut by her son's words. It hurts.

He said some stupid things, which made his mother cry for him.

Xu Ziqin, you are really nothing.

The door creaked and was pushed open from the outside, a figure entered the light from the darkness, the young master lay down with his head sideways, pretending to sleep.

Bai Jiang tidied up at the table, then went out again after a while, and when he came back, he carried the young master's schoolbag and belongings neatly stacked on the desk.

With skillful movements and a familiar figure under the light and shadow, he saw the shadow of Xu Shangwan.

When he was a child, he was lying on the bed like this and counting the clouds passing by in the sky. Xu Shangwan smiled and stroked his cheek, and packed his things for him.

"The homework should have been changed!"

He was pulled out of his memory, his figure and back were very similar to Xu Shangwan's, and even that sentence was said to him by Xu Shangwan.

The young master buried his head in the pillow to prevent himself from thinking wildly.The light and shadow in front of him suddenly dimmed, he raised his head dumbly, and Bai Jiang beside him squatted slightly, holding a bottle of safflower oil in his hand.

Without waiting for the young master to speak, he just wiped the scar on the young master's arm.

The touch of rubbing the medicine in the palm of his hand was warm, and the calluses on the palm of his hand felt a little painful when he slid between his arms. He frowned and shrank his arms, but he didn't expect that his arms pulled the muscles in his chest and felt a tearing pain.

"Hiss..." He took a breath.

"Pain?" Bai Jiang asked softly.

"It doesn't hurt." The young master turned his face sideways, refusing to admit defeat. "Why did you help me?"

He didn't speak, but just rubbed gently, with a lighter force than before, for fear of hurting Xu Ziqin.

The young master didn't ask any more questions, but just turned his face sideways to enjoy the beauty of this moment.The little gangster's technique of applying the medicine is very steady and the force is very even.

He knew how to use force, not like his cousin, like to give him a bath, the pain made him almost die on the spot.

After smearing the medicine on his arm, Bai Jiang got up and was about to lift his clothes, but the young master subconsciously suppressed him.

Bai Jiang carefully moved Xu Ziqin's arm away: "Your cousin didn't apply the medicine evenly. If you want to leave a scar, you can cover it with your hands."

It was still these words that melted the knot in Xu Ziqin's heart. He has thin skin and tender flesh, and he will wear short-sleeved sweaters in the summer. It would be ugly if he got a scar.

He raised his hand slightly, and felt Bai Jiang rubbing oil on his back, which was very comfortable.

It turns out that taking medicine is also a comfortable thing. The young master has lived for almost 18 years, and this is the first time he knows it.

"You haven't answered why you helped me?" Xu Ziqin felt bored and made fun of him.

When Bai Jiang rubbed his back, his palms seemed to caress his ribs, and he was about to touch his chest. The young master just felt that this guy was giving himself medicine, and he had no extra thoughts.

"I'm helping you, do you still remember what you promised me?" Bai Jiang asked.

The young master blushed, and he got up and turned his head with his hands on his body, but unexpectedly his arm knocked against the wooden railing, the pain made him almost cry out.

"Lie down properly, don't move around." Bai Jiang slightly exerted force on his palm, and pressed him back on the bed to lie down again.

The young master turned his face sideways, softly like a cat meowing: "Brother..."

Bai Jiang's hands rubbing the medicine paused slightly, as if he had been stimulated by something, and only when the young master lay down on the ground without looking back at him did he reveal a smile in his indifferent eyes.

The moonlight outside the window was like water, sweeping into the room coolly.

Xu Ziqin fell asleep with squinted eyes, breathing softly and evenly, Bai Sheng got up and turned off the light, helped him cover the quilt carefully, drew the curtains before going up the stairs and fell asleep.

That night, I got out of bed and fell asleep in the dark, but I couldn't sleep when I went to bed.

Whether the young master was beaten up by Qin Yang in the middle of the night or not was leaked out of his cousin's mouth, and he added fuel and jealousy along the way. This weekend is destined to not be peaceful.

Xu Ziqin was on the seat cushion, with cotton cloth on both sides of his arms to see the math mistakes, and people came to condolences every now and then.

Aunts give fruit plates, cousins ​​give snacks, and uncles give warmth.

On the contrary, Qin Yang brought a glass of milk to the two of them in the afternoon, asked him about his injury with a wooden face, and left awkwardly with a sentence of "recover well".

The young master has the same temper as his mother, and his face is more important than anything else, as if whoever apologizes first will be inferior.

At dinner time, the young master bounced down and sat down, his buttocks bounced up as soon as he touched the chair, his cousin was so frightened that he built two layers of seat cushions for him.

"Does the little bastard not eat?" Seeing that there is no one beside the young master, the cousin asked casually.

Speaking of Bai Jiang, Xu Ziqin was also puzzled.He was sneaky all afternoon, and he didn't know what he was doing. He looked up at him, his face flushed, and he disappeared several times before he even called out "Brother".

Isn't he the brother he wants to recognize?Why is it that the cheap brother is blushing and calling him brother now, but the brother doesn't know how to flatter him?

"Brother! It's time to eat!" The young master stuffed a piece of chicken wing into his mouth and roared casually.

The chopsticks and bowls on the opposite side "cracked", and the four round eyes stared at him.

elder brother? ?

When did the relationship between these two become so good that they could be called brothers and sisters?

A few days ago, swords were on the verge of breaking out, and they were like strangers, but in a blink of an eye, brothers and friends respected each other, and brothers and fat brothers lost weight?