Chapter 55

Xu Haodong doesn't see outside either. He takes off his hot eyes and puts on his light gray shorts and T-shirt. Let alone, it's very comfortable.

Fang Zhengzhen doesn't want to be envious. He just wears this small T-shirt. It's a little loose after washing. Xu Haodong can hold up the T-shirt even if he wears a T-shirt two sizes larger.

I can't help looking down at myself. Am I thin? I don't think so.

Xu Haodong cleverly changed his clothes, lifted the quilt to go to bed, deliberately moved the pillow together, and the two pillows were almost stacked together.

"I really don't need you to sleep with me. The injury is not serious. I don't need to go to bed at night."

"You're going to get it?"

"It's not a fracture."

"In fact, I've long wanted to sleep with you."

Fang Zheng snorted and knew that he had been plotting against the law for a long time.

Xu Haodong lay down on his pillow.

"There are mice downstairs. They scare me every time."

"No way."

There are no mice in their house.

"There are not only mice but also scorpions."

Fang zuosh shrunk to the sofa and stretched his hand to touch his glasses. He wanted to take a flashlight to look for them.

Xu Haodong's lying is almost as comfortable as his funeral. Two feet stacked together, swinging.

"The old house is surrounded by mountains. It's wet and rainy. Mosquitoes breed and there are many kinds of insects. When you were a child, you didn't encounter a frog or a scorpion when you lifted a stone? Gecko, centipede, worm, Yiliu, Yiliu. "

Fang Zheng stood up and was not afraid of splitting. He crossed nearly two meters from the sofa to the bed.

Xu Haodong continued to scare Fang Zheng.

"It rained the day before yesterday. The day before yesterday, I went back to my room after taking a bath. There was something on the ground, and I was killed with my slippers. The big scorpion with long fingers was still white."

Fang Zheng is most disgusted with this kind of thing. He is afraid of numbness in his back. He is afraid that it will sting.

When he was a child, he was stung by a scorpion, which was very painful.

It's very hot, so I sleep on the ground and lay on a mat. Then I feel itchy on my back. When I reach out and grab it, my hands are swollen. It hurts him for more than ten days. Since then, it's a shadow.

He's sick of all scorpions and centipedes.

"The things in your studio are in a mess, so you should clean them up. Don't think there's nothing like turning on the air conditioner. The windows and doors are closed tightly. I don't know where these things came from. I'll clean it up for you tomorrow. "

"Isn't there an insecticide? Buy some tomorrow. "

"Well, I know. I'll put some medicine on it while I'm cleaning up. These insects are gone. Come on, what time is it? It's midnight. Go to sleep. "

Fang Zheng is not entangled in not sleeping together. He is afraid to get out of bed. He is afraid that there are some big insects lying under the bed. As soon as he stretches his feet, he gives him a bite. There's a lot of this in the movie.

He didn't go to the toilet all night and didn't eat in the morning, so he urged Xu Haodong to buy insecticides. It's better to buy dichlorvos, which is highly toxic.

Xu Haodong didn't dare to buy this. He couldn't imagine how to drink it. It's not that this kind of thing has never happened in their town. He killed himself after drinking pesticide. I dare not buy it.

I'm also a little sorry. Why are you scaring him? I've scared him so much that I get up in the morning and lie on the ground with a flashlight.

I was going to get up early in the morning, and when the chickens were banging hard, I felt like I was rolling. All the people who were against each other were frightened by what he said last night, so they concentrated on looking for insects and didn't care about the chickens.

He didn't do anything, so he went to buy insecticides. A small bag of insecticides was specially designed to kill insects, which was harmless to human body. Xu Hao calculated the size of the east side and bought a lot of them.

When I got home, I began to clean up, move cupboards, carry boxes, and sprinkle medicine on every corner.

By the way, a lot of unnecessary things and broken things at home were picked up and lost.

Xu Haodong didn't dare to touch the things in the studio. He was afraid that his head would be broken again. Fang Zheng ordered him to move away from the cot and the statues. The paintings placed against the wall were put on the shelves.

In one studio, Xu Haodong spent half a day sprinkling insect repellent in every corner, and some books and albums fell off the shelves.

"I'll check it."

Fang Zheng didn't need Xu Haodong. He squatted down and picked up the book.

"I'll go to my study. There's nothing I can't touch."

"No. Put more under my computer desk. "

Xu Haodong agreed. He went into the study. The room was not big. There were three bookshelves, the oldest books and comic books. These are things that children don't know now, comics of their time, various exercise books of their brothers and sisters, primary school compositions, and more about European art history, ink painting history, all kinds of painting art Books of art.

Xu Haodong moved one corner of the bookshelf and moved forward. The third floor of the bookshelf was full of books, which was a bit heavy. He slowly moved one corner and then moved to the other side. As long as he was allowed to move, a person could walk sideways, and he could sprinkle insect repellent here. The dark corner was the favorite place for these insects.He's very slow. He's afraid that the bookshelf will fall down.

Move one side to move the other side, a piece of wood floor tilts up, the corner of the bookshelf gets stuck, the bookshelf shakes, and a box on the top falls down.

Pop!

"What's missing?"

Fang Zheng was still packing his books when he heard this and asked in a high voice.

"A biscuit box! It's all grey

Fang contends for a second, but he doesn't care if all his books fall on the ground. He rushes to his study in three or two steps and sees Xu Haodong bending down to pick up the biscuit box.

"Don't move!"

Fang Zheng yells at Xu Haodong. Xu Haodong's body looks like a meal. He sees Fang Zheng rushing over with pale face and tentatively caressing the box. His fingers are shaking a little.

His face was very bad, his eyes were panic, his lips were white, and then he grabbed up and held the box tightly.

Xu Haodong didn't know why. It was like holding a time bomb.

"Antique? Is it a very valuable antique? "

The flat biscuit box doesn't look like a big thing. Is it an antique? Jade article?

"Passbook? bank card? When I was a child? "

Fang Zheng is still holding on.

Xu Haodong scratched his head.

"What, is it broken? Have a look. I didn't mean to. I moved the cupboard and fell off. Why don't I compensate you? What is it? Do I think I can afford it? "

Fang Zheng's energy and spirit were all exhausted, and his eyes were a little twinkling.

"I don't blame you. It's long overdue."

Fang Zheng's voice was quiet.

"You, clean it yourself."

"Oh, you go and sit there for a while. You can see if it's broken."

Fang Zheng left with his head down and the box in his arms and went to the studio.

Xu Haodong grabs his ears.

"What rare things are so careful? I won't break their family treasure. Even the family treasure shouldn't be put here! What a thing

Mumbling, I quickly sprinkled the insect repellent powder, and then moved the bookshelf back. The study is ready and the bedroom is ready.

Looking for a circle, in the studio to see Fang Zheng, he sat in front of the table, the table with the biscuit box, has been opened. It's a pair of lovely little porcelain dolls with round little bald head and white cassock. They smile so much that they are happy. They should sit hand in hand and be charming. But now it's torn apart. The body is broken. One head is broken, and the other has a small head.

Fang Zheng is just like breathing, just sitting and watching.

His face is white and transparent. I can't say what I feel. Seeing him like this, he is full of thoughts and a little relieved?

"Did you make it yourself?"

"A birthday present from someone else."

"I'm sorry."

"I don't blame you."

"Or I'll stick it on for you."

Xu Haodong reached out to take the box away.

"If the tiles don't fall off, they are all very sticky. I can stick them with some glue."

Fang Zheng holds the box down to prevent Xu Haodong from touching it.

"I, I went out and threw it."

"Where are you going?"

Fang Zheng picked up the box and left. Xu Haodong asked him where he was going. He left without looking back.

In a hurry, Xu Haodong wanted to change his shoes and follow him. For such a long time, he couldn't find Fang Zheng again. After several rounds, he didn't see him. How could he walk so fast?

Is this box so important to him? It's just two small porcelain dolls. I don't think there's anything special about them. It seems that they are very rough and cute. The big craft is not very good. There's no such kind of doll that is cute as the one sold in the porcelain shop.

A birthday present? That's precious. Who gave such a precious gift?

Isn't it just a doll? Xu Haodong knows that there is a street in the county that specializes in selling porcelains, from Bodhisattva God of wealth to flowerpot washstand, as well as all kinds of vases, porcelains and trinkets. He has seen little Arhats of porcelains. They are very lovely and like to put them in flowerpots and cars.

Xu Haodong is afraid of Fang Zheng's anger. It's hard to say. Fang Zheng doesn't seem to be angry, but heartache? Anyway, I felt very sad and drove out. He bought a little porcelain doll for Fang Zheng. Although it's not as good as your birthday present, I'll buy more for you, so don't be sad.

It took Xu Haodong more than an hour to buy back more than 100 small porcelain dolls, including 108 cartoon generals, 18 Arhats, those in cassock, those with axe in wheel, those who subdued the dragon and subdued the tiger, and those with bare buttocks. They have different colors and simple manners.

Put a full circle in the living room, even if it can't make him happy, it can also make him smile.

Why don't you come back?

I stretched my neck, but I didn't see Fang fight back.

Xu Haodong calls Fang Zheng with his mobile phone. Where did he go? Where did he go?But as soon as the phone rang, Xu Haodong thought it was wrong. He looked for it and saw Fang Zheng's mobile phone on the sofa in the living room.

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