Fang Chi felt that if he was not careful, he would feel Sun Wenqu’s childish unreasonableness once, such as robbing Mr. Huang, throwing food if he didn’t leave him for dinner, forcing him to be a guest for dinner, for example... Is it really a sign of forcing him to stay overnight when I hear this?

"What do you mean?" Fang Chi swallowed the persimmon and wiped his mouth and looked at him.

"It means I might live here tonight," Sun Wenqu closed his eyes and pulled the quilt on his legs, shaking it gently on the recliner, "It's quite comfortable. When I'm going to get old, I'll come to you to rent a house..."

"Grandpa!" Fang Chi suddenly shouted.

Sun Wenqu was startled and opened his eyes: "I'm an elder again?"

Fang Chi walked quickly to the front yard kitchen: "Cook quickly! There are two more dishes to do - I can't catch the bus if I'm late"

"Oh," Sun Wenqu couldn't help but be happy, "Is there anyone like you? Now you are a serf who turns over and sings."

Grandpa and grandma were not worried about Sun Wenqu having to live at home if he couldn't catch the bus, so he insisted on making all the planned dishes.

Like yesterday, they are all ordinary farm dishes, but there are several more.

Sun Wenqu had a very pleasant meal. He basically didn’t need to add any flavor to the farm dishes. Chicken, duck, fish, black, bear, white bones, and there was no extra flavor and could eat the umami flavor of the ingredients themselves.

Maybe it was because I saw my grandson and my grandson had a rare opportunity to bring friends. My grandparents were very happy and talked a lot, so they kept asking the grandson to pick up food.

After a meal, Sun Wenqu felt that sitting on a chair was a difficult move and could only stand.

Fang Chi finished packing the dining table and returned to the yard and looked at him with a squinted look for a while without saying anything.

"Did you miss the three o'clock shuttle bus?" Sun Wenqu held the firewood pile next to him, rubbed his stomach with one hand, and smiled brightly.

"It's okay," Fang Chi also smiled, "There are shuttles at four and five o'clock, one hour, until seven o'clock in the evening."

"Why are you like this?" Sun Wenqu frowned, "What's wrong with you being able to shed hair if I stay here all night?"

"No hair loss," Fang Chi also frowned, "You are so difficult to serve, I'm afraid you will torment me again."

"How can I do it?" Sun Wenqu said.

"Look," Fang Chi pointed to the house, "My house is an old house, and the house is not enough..."

"I can sleep on the sofa, and the recliner in the backyard is OK," Sun Wenqu said immediately.

“The bedding is all old…”

“It doesn’t matter.”

"It's not convenient to take a bath, you have to burn it yourself..."

"It's okay."

"Maybe my legs were itchy at night, and a big cockroach..."

"I fell asleep and didn't tickle."

Fang Chi stopped talking.

Sun Wenqu didn't say anything anymore, leaning against the yard gate, he looked out, and the boy ran over and squatted beside his legs and he didn't notice it.

"You..." Fang Chi stood for a while and sighed, "Then you really don't want to go back..."

Sun Wenqu suddenly turned around and walked to him, and said in his ear: "I'm teasing you."

"Hmm?" Fang Chi was stunned.

"Can you catch the four o'clock shuttle bus?" Sun Wenqu stretched and walked towards the backyard.

"Yes." Fang Chi looked at his back.

"Let's go and send me over." Sun Wenqu said.

Fang Chi stood still, and Sun Wenqu didn't look at him. He went to the backyard to get his bag, greeted his grandparents, and left the yard gate, and walked to the entrance of the village.

"Why don't you send a canal? Does he know where to wait for the shuttle?" Grandma came and went and slapped Fang Chi's arm.

"Oh." Fang Chi came to his senses and quickly ran out of the door and chased after him.

Sun Wenqu had an injury on his leg. Although it was not serious, he was moving slowly this day, but now he walked quite fast, like stepping on a hot wheel. When Fang Chi chased him out, he found that he was about to walk out the path outside the door.

"Should you wait," Fang Chi ran to him, "I'll borrow a three-wheeler to take you out."

"Is it very far?" Sun Wenqu glanced at him.

"It's still a while to walk after the entrance of the village. This is not easy to walk," said Fang Chi, "I'll drive you."

"Oh." Sun Wenqu didn't say anything else, threw the bag on the ground, and sat on a bluestone slab on the side of the road.

"You are waiting for me here," Fang Chi walked back, intending to go to Uncle Zhang's house to borrow a car, but with Sun Wenqu's temperament, he was a little unsure of what his condition was at this moment. "Don't leave by yourself, it's troublesome if you get lost."

Sun Wenqu responded, without saying anything or looking at him.

Fang Chi turned around and walked a few steps and stopped again. He looked at Sun Wenqu, but he was still sitting like that, looking at the ground and wondering what he was thinking.

He turned around and ran towards Uncle Zhang's house.

To be honest, Sun Wenqu made him a little confused about what to do.

In fact, it’s no big deal for Sun Wenqu to spend a night at his house. He wouldn’t hesitate at all, just spend the night.

But when he thought that the only person who could sleep at home was his room with a single bed, he suddenly felt something was wrong with him.

Sun Wenqu listened to Fang Chi's footsteps disappearing, then looked at him in the direction he ran away and leaned against the wall behind him.

This place is close to the entrance of the village. In the afternoon, many villagers pass by and chat under the big tree at the entrance of the village. They will take a look when they see him.

He felt a little nervous.

After a few minutes, there was a group of chickens passing by, and they stopped to look at him.

He tskated and raised his legs. The chicken ran away. Before he could put his legs in place, another dog came over.

"I..." Sun Wenqu was helpless. When he wanted to stand up and walk away, he found that this was Fang Chi's dog, "Boy?"

After he called out, the boy came over and sat in front of him.

"No," Sun Wenqu looked at it for no reason, "Is your brother asking you to see me again?"

The boy tilted his head.

"Do your brother think that my ability to take care of myself is not worth it?" Sun Wenqu said.

The boy turned his head away, and he was too lazy to talk anymore, and he leaned on him to stare at the back of the dog's head in a daze.

A few minutes later, Fang Chi came back, but he didn't see the car.

"No car?" Sun Wenqu glanced at him.

"You..." Fang Chi stood in front of him, seemingly hesitating, "Are you..."

"What," Sun Wenqu took out his cell phone and looked at the time. "If you don't leave now, can you have to catch the bus at five o'clock?"

"Don't you want to go home?" Fang Chi asked.

"Who said that," Sun Wenqu said, "I am so happy to return home."

"The accommodation conditions in my master are not very good," Fang Chi squatted down, "If you really don't want to go back, you don't mind making do with it..."

"Swoosh," Sun Wenqu said again.

Fang Chi sighed, got up and picked up his bag, kicked the boy in the butt: "Go."

Sun Wenqu sat down and didn't move: "Swoosh..."

"Hurry up!" Fang Chi turned around and shouted.

Sun Wenqu finally stood up and followed him slowly: "Do you have to boil water by yourself when taking a bath?"

"No," said Fang Chi, "there is a water heater installed at home."

"I'm sleeping on the sofa?" Sun Wenqu asked again.

"You sleep in my bed." Fang Chi replied.

"What about you?" Sun Wenqu continued to ask.

"Don't worry, I have a place to sleep," said Fang Chi.

"Oh," Sun Wenqu tsk, "I thought you were squeezing with me."

Fang Chi turned his head suddenly, frowned and stared at him: "Do you want to take the five-hour shuttle bus?"

"Don't be so nervous. I'm not interested in you, even if I'm interested..." Sun Wenqu narrowed his eyes, "It's not difficult to find a similar one."

Fang Chi didn't say anything, turned around and walked towards the entrance of the village.

"Hey hey hey," Sun Wenqu quickly grabbed him, "What are you doing? Can you joke?"

"Are you kidding?" Fang Chi looked at him.

"Okay, I won't say it anymore," Sun Wenqu sighed, "I don't know how to make fun of it."

"I can't stand the foolish joke." Fang Chi glanced at him and quickly walked forward.

Grandpa and grandma were very welcome to Sun Wenqu’s return. When grandma heard that he was going to stay in the evening, she immediately jumped up and went to clean up Fang Chi’s room.

"We are usually two old people, and it is rare for young people to come," Grandpa said with a smile. "We are so happy when Xiaochi comes back. This is even happier. I will make you something delicious tonight."

"Why don't you eat hot pot," Sun Wenqu said. The two old men were busy with two meals and he felt a little embarrassed. "Cook some mushrooms, mushrooms, etc., it's delicious."
To be continued...