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Gu Yi found that Shen Zexiu's attitude towards him has become a lot colder recently. Although the two of them didn't have much communication before, they still got along with each other peacefully. Now the other party seems to treat him as air.But the other party's age is about to reach the rebellious stage, he is easily irritable, likes to contradict his family, and is also very sensitive, so he should try his best to move forward as little as possible, so as not to irritate him.

Shen Zexiu was really upset recently. Ever since his father clearly accepted Gu Yi at the dinner table, he obviously didn't believe the rumors outside, but he couldn't help thinking that he obviously didn't want to talk to him, but the more he ignored him, the more he cannot be ignored.

This person is obviously younger than me, but he can do everything. He cooks well and cleans up the house very neatly. The old man chatted, or stayed alone quietly, his eyes were empty and he didn't know what he was thinking.He rarely takes the initiative to communicate, but he will politely answer other people's questions.

Anyone who has been with him will like him very much. Grandpa likes him, and even his parents are easily taken down by him. While he doesn't want to admit that he likes him, he sucks the soup dumpling in his hand. The soup is delicious. I can't wait to swallow my tongue.

Gu Yi picked up a soup dumpling. The skin is thin and firm, and the filling is full of umami. It’s not bad. He hasn’t cooked this kind of food for several years. Since he became the master chef in the kitchen, he is responsible for complicated and delicate dishes For high-end dishes, the task of developing new dishes is one after another. I don't have time to taste this kind of home-cooked snacks that I like.

When I came to Shen’s house, I wanted to cook all these for Master to taste, but I didn’t expect that since the family hired part-time workers to take care of Chinese food and dinner, the only thing I could do was breakfast, but both the old man and Aunt Xiao didn’t agree with him showing up in the kitchen in the morning. It was really a rare opportunity to drive him back to sleep late.

"Xiao Yi, when it comes to cooking, you make Aunt Xiao feel ashamed every time." Xiao Zijun sighed.

"Aunt Xiao, I like this too. I can't understand any of the contracts and documents you brought back." Gu Yi said with a smile.

"What's the matter, if you can understand it now, it's okay. When you get older, you'll understand it slowly. If you want to learn it later, Aunt Xiao will teach you." Xiao Zijun joked.

"I'll cook for you whatever Aunt Xiao wants to eat from now on." Gu Yi wanted to take the opportunity to gain a little right to use the kitchen.

"Forget it, read more when you have time now. I have already borrowed two sets of textbooks from your junior high school and put them in your room. If you have nothing to do, look through them. Reading is the main thing at your age."

"...Okay." Gu Yimo fell silent, it was indeed Ms. Xiao, and her action efficiency was indeed high.

"Well, it's still Zijun who is careful. The books are all ready. Ozawa and Xiaoyi can't relax. If you don't understand anything, just ask. Take advantage of Mo Yan's free time right now." Old Master Shen said in a kind tone.

"Well, read more and go to the kitchen less." Shen Moyan calmly swallowed the last mouthful of soup dumplings, and said flatly.

Shen Zexiu: ...This is really not convincing at all.

But the two of them are not thinking about the book now. Gu Yi has listed the upcoming dishes of Hutong Restaurant in the past few days, thinking about finding an opportunity to make it in advance; Shen Zexiu is not interested in those densely packed words. Well, three days have passed, he kept his word, and went to find Yang Qi'en today.

At the end of the lunch break, the idle and uncomfortable Gu Yi was sitting on the sofa with a book in his hands, thinking about which one should be added to the menu, Buddha Jumping Wall or Cantonese Soup, when the phone beside him suddenly rang, soothing the frightened Gu Yi Picked it up.

But there was a panicked nasal voice from the other side of the phone, "Hello...is it Grandpa Shen? Brother Ze was injured...bleeding a lot...his legs can't move, we...what should we do now?"

Gu Yi didn't know the person opposite, but the brother Ze he was talking about was undoubtedly Shen Zexiu, and Gu Yi's heart rose, "Don't panic, call the emergency number in a while, and Uncle Shen will be there right away."

It happened that Shen Moyan came to the kitchen to fetch water and passed by the living room, when he heard it mentioned he asked, "What's wrong?"

Seeing Gu Yi's complexion, he put down his cup.

"Someone called just now to say that Shen Zexiu was injured and bled a lot, and is being sent to the hospital now." Gu Yi didn't dare to delay, it was a big deal, and he immediately explained the whole story.

Shen Moyan's complexion on the other side deteriorated visibly to the naked eye, and his hands trembled when he looked carefully. He immediately picked up the phone and dialed a number, explained the situation to the person on the other end, and asked him to rush to the hospital, but he couldn't care less The slippers on are about to go out.

At this moment, the door of Mr. Shen's room was also opened, and Gu Yi's heart skipped a beat, but the old man was in good spirits, and there was nothing unusual on his face. He looked at Shen Moyan and asked, "Where are you going?"

Shen Moyan breathed a sigh of relief, "My colleague asked me to go out to talk about something, and I'll be back later." After saying this, he glanced at Gu Yi, who nodded slightly.

"You wear slippers when you go out to meet your colleagues?" The old man frowned, disapproving of his son's recklessness.

Shen Moyan turned around to change his shoes, and strode out of the house.

Gu Yi did not accompany the old man to listen to opera today as usual, he entered the room covered in cold sweat, and the thoughts about why the Shen family did not appear in his previous life resurfaced again. Dare to think.

……

three hours ago

Shen Zexiu and Fa Xiao came to this roller skating rink again, and Jiang Ming had already found out about Yang Qien's itinerary.

Since meeting them last time, Bieyang hasn't gone out for a few days. Today there is a roller skating competition. The protagonists are the newly promoted third lieutenant colonel Babieyang and the school bully Yun Xianhao from Yaoyang Middle School next door. The match had already been scheduled more than a month ago, and he would never miss the pk between school bullies with his usual style, unless he didn't want to mess around in the future.

The three of them changed their shoes and came to the competition area. Sure enough, a group of familiar faces had already surrounded there, most of them were students from No. [-] Middle School and Yaoyang, and the two big school bullies were there.

Yang Qi'en didn't see them, and looked at Yun Xianhao with a bad look. The game hadn't started yet, and the two sides were at war.

"Remember the previous bet, if you lose today, I don't want to see Yaoyang's students in the Xinxin Game Hall in the future." Yang Qi'en said.

"Hey... It depends on who wins. I heard that you offended someone, and you haven't come to practice for a few days. You'll be able to skate for a while." Yun Xianhao didn't hesitate, and taunted him directly.

Yang Qi'en blushed from embarrassment, and went straight to the referee to start, insisting on blinding his dog's eyes.

The competition is divided into three rounds, the first round is simple racing, the second round is jumping ground obstacles, and the third round is the most difficult pile slalom.

At the beginning of the first round, Yang Qien made great efforts to lead the opponent by four or five meters, and finally won without a doubt; in the second round, his center of gravity was unstable during the last jump, and he almost fell down. Fortunately, everyone in the third middle school I caught it; the third game of slalom was pretty good, and the final result was a narrow victory in three.

As soon as the result was announced, he looked at Yun Xianhao with a victorious look, and was just about to say something, but the other party quickly disappeared into the competition area with someone, and the words he choked back were instantly stuffed back, and he was out of breath Turning his head, he directly met Shen Zexiu and the three of them.

He struggled repeatedly between escaping and not escaping. This time was different from the last time. There were so many people from No. [-] Middle School here. He, a school bully, was frightened by the former school bully and fled. How could he dominate No. [-] High School in the future?

Many people saw the former school bully and surrounded them one after another. Shen Zexiu nodded to them, and said directly to Yang Qi'en: "It's a good skating! If you win a game, I'll let it go. If you lose, if I still listen When rumors are spreading, I will beat you once every time it spreads."

Yang Qi'en didn't run away either, his eyes were obviously moved when he rolled his eyes.Look at these people, Shen Zexiu has been transferring schools for so long, they immediately surrounded him as soon as they saw him, and they didn't take him as a school bully at all. If Shen Zexiu lost to him today, it would be exciting to think about it.

"Okay, I lost, and I promise not to say anything in the future, but if you lose, you have to call me Brother Yang in public." He took the opportunity to make a request, and his heart beat faster when he spoke the last sentence.

Shen Zexiu didn't care about putting his hands in his pockets, and said with a smirk: "Let me emphasize again, it's not whether you say it or not, but as long as I hear it, it's on your head."

"Why?" Yang Qien quit when he heard it.

"Just because you were the first to tell me in front of me, it's okay if you don't agree, I'll beat you every time I see you." He said and pulled out his hand.

Yang Qi'en had no choice, "Just compare, it's not necessarily who will lose! Remember what you said."

"Of course!" Shen Zexiu never thought that he might lose.

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Who did Father Shen call?He is nervous for a reason...