"You haven't gone yet?" Liang qiange, with his hands around his chest, looked discontentedly at Bo Xiushen and frowned tightly: "what about the little translator?"
"Study." Said Bo Xiushen.
Liang qiange took a look at the direction of the study. In the slightly open door, he could see that Xiaoyi was tapping the keyboard, crackling and fast, as if he were writing code.
Liang qiange pursed her lips and asked, "what about you?"
Bo Xiushen looked at the kitchen and said, "Aunt Mei is giving me hot soup. She said that she had stewed chicken soup today. Let me have some before I go."
Liang qiange sneered: "why does she give you hot soup? She doesn't know you. "
Bo Xiushen said, "Xiaoyi said I was his father."
Liang qiange:
Liang qiange walked to the kitchen and saw that Aunt Mei was really humming and hot soup. He said, "Aunt Mei, he doesn't drink soup. Don't be busy."
When Aunt Mei saw her coming out, she was very happy: "miss qiange, you are..." She said and sniggered, and then said with relief: "this is good, this is very good, children should have father and mother pain, father and mother are around is the best."
Liang qiange frowned: "no..."
"Are you still drinking? I'll heat you up, too? "
"I'm not hungry," said Liang qiange
Mei said with a smile, "then go and sit with Mr. Bo. If you have anything to say, communicate well, and don't get angry."
"Aunt Mei, you don't understand..." Liang qiange couldn't explain clearly to her.
Aunt Mei said: "good, good, Aunt Mei doesn't understand. Then Aunt Mei won't disturb you. Go quickly."
Liang qiange was driven out of the kitchen by Aunt Mei. She stood outside the kitchen, staring at the thin Xiushen on the sofa with resentment.
Thin Xiushen slightly closed eyebrows, the redness on the face is still very obvious.
She stepped on the slippers very loud, a big face reluctantly went to the front of the tea table, holding his arms and asked him: "how can you be so thick skinned?"
Bo Xiu sank into a voice and just looked at her.
Liang qiange saw the medicine box on the tea table. She picked it up and put it back under the TV cabinet. Suddenly, she looked at her thin and heavy face and asked, "did you wipe the medicine?"
There is no trace of ointment on my face.
Bo Xiushen said, "No
Liang qiange: why not wipe it
Bo Xiushen said, "it's overdue."
Liang qiange opened the medicine box and turned out the external anti-inflammatory ointment inside. After a look, it really expired.
This medicine box is taken from the house over there in the science park. It has been more than a year, and the expiration date is normal. The shelf life of this anti-inflammatory drug is relatively short.
"What are you still doing here?" asked Liang qiange
Bo Xiushen said, "Xiaoyi called for running errands and bought some medicine."
Running errands is a kind of service on the takeaway app now. If you want to buy something and need someone to buy it for you, you can place an order on it. Please buy it for you.
Now it's dark outside, and Liang qiange won't allow Liang Xiaoyi to go to the pharmacy to buy medicine by herself. Aunt Mei is too old to ask her elders to do such a thing, so Liang Xiaoyi orders to run errands.
But can't he buy it himself?
Liang qiange hissed, closed the medicine box, put it back in a cabinet, turned and walked back to the room.
Aunt Mei then brought out the soup. Seeing that she was going to enter the room again, she called out, "miss qiange, come and sit down."
Liang qiange said unhappily, "he left and I will come out again."
Aunt Mei said, "Mr. Bo, I don't know how to get this injury. Who is so cruel and has been beaten so hard? I just saw that there are bloodstains on his skin. The swelling is still so high. It will take at least three or five days to get rid of it..."
Liang qiange was said to be a little guilty, turned his head and looked at Bo Xiushen.
Bo Xiushen took the chicken soup from Aunt Mei with both hands and was thanking Aunt Mei.
When Aunt Mei saw Liang qiange turning back, she waved to her with a smile: "come here, come here."
Liang qiange walked directly into the room.
Aunt Mei sighed at the situation, and her expression was a little regretful.
The next second, Liang qiange came out again, holding her cell phone in her hand and sat on a separate sofa on the side.
Aunt Mei was smiling again. She looked at the young couple happily, wiped her hands on her apron and said, "you talk, I'll clean up the kitchen."
After Aunt Mei left, there was an awkward silence in the living room.
Liang qiange turned on his mobile phone and saw that his big brother [b] was still in the team, so he had a private chat with him - did he enter?
Send out is a moment, Liang qiange heard the sofa, thin repair heavy mobile phone vibration.
She looked at him.
Bo Xiushen puts down the soup bowl, opens the mobile phone and clicks on a voice.
The voice was sent to him by the company assistant to talk to him about business.
Liang qiange heard Bo Xiuchen return to a voice, and then press a few keys, do not know what is playing.Liang qiange's side, B replied and said - something's going on for a while.
Liang qiange didn't care, so he ordered a single row in.
The sound of special effects of the game is very loud, breaking the silence in the living room.
Liang qiange died in the middle of this one. When she died, there were more than 40 people on the field. She ordered to quit and chatted privately b-ok?
There was no response.
On the sofa, Bo Xiushen had finished the soup. He got up and took the empty bowl to the kitchen.
When I came out, the doorbell rang.
Maybe it's a errand. Bo Xiushen is going to open the door. Aunt Mei suddenly comes out of the kitchen and says, "I'll drive, Mr. Bo. Please turn your back."
Bo Xiu was stunned for a moment.
Liang qiange, sitting on the sofa, leisurely explained: "you and I have been on TV, and the program is still on the air recently. Seeing you is tantamount to exposing me. Aunt Mei means to let you not show up blindly and implicate me."
"Where do I mean that..." Aunt Mei glared at Liang qiange, but said: "nonsense."
But Bo Xiushen still turned and walked towards the sofa.
There is a partition between the porch and the living room. People outside can't see this side of the living room.
Aunt Mei opened the door, took the medicine from the runner, put it on the tea table, and then went back to the kitchen.
Bo Xiushen looked at the ointment in the plastic bag of the pharmacy.
Liang qiange continued to play the game, but did not look at him.
Thin Xiushen sat on the sofa, took out the ointment and looked at the instructions.
He looked at it for a long time and didn't open the box. Liang qiange was a little impatient and asked, "can't you read?"
She raised her head and looked down at the usage
Liang qiange snatched the ointment, read through the instructions on the box, put it down again, and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.
When she came out again, she sat next to Bo Xiushen, unscrewed the cap, squeezed some ointment on her middle finger, and said to Bo Xiushen, "turn your face."
Bo Xiushen obediently turned his face.
Spread the ointment on his cheek evenly.
The taste of the ointment has an obvious mint flavor. In the middle of the process, thin Xiushen turns his head a little and looks at Liang qiange, who is close at hand.
Liang qiange stabbed a finger in his wound and saw that he twisted his eyebrows because of eating pain. She hummed and said, "be honest, don't move."