Chapter 127

Liang qiange wants to turn off his mobile phone. It's mainly because Ruan's fans are really bad at speaking. She doesn't want Bo Xiushen to continue reading.

Bo Xiushen didn't look at it for a long time. He only looked at a few more items, and then he went back to the desk. Then he opened his address book, got up and walked to Chaoyang Station.

When Bo Xiushen went to make a phone call, Liang qiange couldn't eavesdrop, so he continued to watch the news.

When Bo Xiushen came back, he seemed to have recovered as usual. He dropped his mobile phone on the coffee table and sat next to Liang qiange to watch the news with her.

During this period, he took a sip of the tea cup, felt the taste strange, frowned and looked at Liang qiange.

Liang qiange said innocently, "it's fruit tea. It's for Xiaoyi to drink."

Bo Xiu quietly put down the teacup and went to get the water cup.

After a talk just now, the atmosphere between the two seemed to be more harmonious, at least not as unfamiliar as before.

Liang qiange thinks that this scale is enough, not too much, not too little, each other to maintain a relationship like ordinary friends on the line.

After a while, there is the sound of the password at the gate. Chunjin and Xiaoyi are back.

As soon as he saw his mother on the sofa, the little translator flew over and threw his head into his mother's arms.

Liang's son's face is red.

Spring pansy put things into the kitchen, after coming out can't see down, said: "you two women enough ah!"

Liang qiange then laughed and let go of his son. He raised his head and asked, "what did you buy?"

Chunjin said: "some ingredients, some cold dishes, anyway, we can't cook. If you don't mind the trouble, you can cook two, or you can eat ready-made, and also buy pizza." With that, Chunjin respectfully asked Bo Xiushen, "is Bo always used to eating?"

Bo Xiushen looked pale. He held out his hand to the translator and said, "it's OK."

He took uncle Bo's big hand and ran from his mother to Uncle Bo. Then he sat in Uncle Bo's arms, rolled up his heavy sleeves, and said to his mother, "Mom, uncle Bo had a car accident before. Look at him, there is a very serious scar here."

Liang qiange also saw the scar on Bo Xiushen's right forearm. The trace was so shocking that she could not help but think of the picture of the car accident just now, which made her panic stricken.

She was so tired that she didn't plan to cook any more today. But looking at the wound, she suddenly got up and said, "I'll go and see what ingredients you bought."

When Liang qiange picked the ingredients, she had already decided what dishes to cook. She took out the dishes to wash while thinking about things.

In the middle of the way, Xiao Yi Ran in and hugged his mother from the back and refused to go out.

When Liang qiange lowered his head, he saw a small wound on his finger and asked, "what's going on?"

The little translator said, "I did my work today, and I scraped the tip of the stone."

Liang qiange was distressed and took his hand to his mouth.

The little translator said with a smile, "it doesn't hurt to blow."

Liang qiange touched his son's head and said, "stupid." "Go out and ask aunt chun to stick a band aid for you. Don't touch your fingers with water."

"Oh." Liang Xiaoyi responded and was about to run out. As soon as he turned his head, he saw the man at the door and called out, "Uncle Bo."

Bo Xiushen touched the little guy's head.

Liang Xiaoyi ran to Chunjin. Bo Xiushen walked in from the kitchen door and went to Liang qiange and said, "I'll help you."

Liang qiange said, "no, you go out and wait for food."

Thin Xiushen did not go. He rolled up his shirt sleeves, looked at the vegetables in the sink and asked, "do you want to wash them all?"

Liang qiange saw that he insisted on helping. He nodded his head in the end and said, "all of them should be washed."

Bo Xiushen reached in to wash the vegetables. Liang qiange was beside him. She poured some oil into the pot. When she turned her head, she saw that long scar on her hand was facing her. She pursed her lips and asked, "is it still painful?"

Bo Xiu was stunned for a moment and then reflected that she was asking him about the wound on his arm. He was about to wash vegetables. He was about to say "nothing, no pain". When he reached his mouth, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Liang qiange and said, "it's still a little painful. Would you please blow it for me?"