"Basically... I'm quitting," Fang Chi felt a little embarrassed, "This is a souvenir."

"You can pick up every dollar on the ground, and you can also have souvenirs," said my dad.

"Oh," Fang Chi squatted in front of the firecrackers, "I want to activate it, lean back."

The sound of firecrackers coming downstairs scared Sun Wenqu and Mr. Huang jumped from the table to his arms with a whistle. He put down his chopsticks and pressed Mr. Huang's ear with his fingers to the window. He happened to see Fang Chi jumping in from outside the yard.

Fang Chi was very cool when she didn't laugh, and she was a little stupid when she smiled, but she was quite handsome and had a dimples that had a lot of points, so Sun Wenqu was quite happy to see him laugh.

The whip was quite long and exploded. The smoke that rose with the fire quickly drifted into the yard. Fang Chi suddenly looked up and smiled in the smoke and looked at his window.

Sun Wenqu put his finger on the glass and compared a v.

After the firecrackers were set off, Fang Chi and his family returned to the living room to start eating.

Sun Wenqu also sat down and hugged Mr. Huang, and started to look at the pictures he drew while eating.

Fang Chi's father and his second uncle both had loud voices. They could hear their happy and excited chatting and bursts of laughter upstairs.

This lively family reunion scene is unfamiliar to Sun Wenqu. He found it interesting, but he thought that such a scene would remind him of his family, but it did not happen.

He felt that he was just experiencing Fang Chi's life, a very interesting child and his lively family.

Fang Chi ate very quickly, especially when he was not talking.

In such a situation where the whole family is chatting, he usually can't interfere. If someone asks him something, he will answer. At other times, he just burys his head and eats it. After eating, he goes to tease the boy.

Fang Hui said a lot. He has good grades, which are much better than Fang Chi, so he usually gives advice and comments on current affairs when eating.

Every time Fang Chi heard his speech, he was moved. A young man was worried about strengthening the country and enriching the people, and he vomited blood and dried up... The country and the people still don't know.

After teasing the boy for a while, Fang Chi stood up and prepared to go upstairs.

"Don't eat anything more?" Grandma stopped him.

"I'm so full of food," Fang Chi touched his stomach, "I'll go read a book for a while."

"Oh yes, Xiaochi is going to take the college entrance examination next year," said the second aunt. "That's you have to hurry up and read the book and go upstairs to close the door and avoid quarrels against you."

"It's okay." Fang Chi smiled.

"Are you more efficient in your own eyes or comfort yourself?" Fang Hui's speech was interrupted, but the passion was still there. "You are inefficient in this way, so why not wait for the start of school to make up for the lessons."

Fang Chi walked up the stairs and turned around. Fang Hui said this, but it didn't matter how hard he said, but it just made him feel uncomfortable.

"I have a personal trainer." He glanced at Fang Hui and turned around.

When he entered the room, he closed the door and sat in front of the desk with a deep breath.

Inefficient? Why is it inefficient?

How efficient it is. You can recite the book and do the paper.

He pulled up a set of math simulation questions and started to write them down.

After writing a few strokes, I took out my headphones from my bag and buckled them on my head. I found a special list for the questions and clicked on the playback.

There is pure music here, the more soothing one. Fang Chi listens to these every time he feels a little noisy around him and can't concentrate.

After writing half a paper, he was stuck. After half a page was calculated on the draft paper, he didn't understand what was going on.

He frowned, what's this thing?

While he was thinking hard, a hand suddenly stretched out from his head and pointed his fingers on his draft.

"Ah!" Fang Chi roared. Although he had already recognized that it was Sun Wenqu's hand while jumping up, he still roared out.

"Oh my mom," Sun Wenqu was so scared that he hid aside, "You can take the music school to take the explosive power."

"Why did you come in?" Fang Chi pulled off his headphones and stared at him, "My intestines make you so scared!"

"You didn't lock the door again," Sun Wenqu couldn't stop smiling while holding the table, "You're already rolling? Do you want your dad to help you rub your intestines?"

"No," Fang Chi also smiled and sat back on the chair, "Have you finished eating? Why did you run over?"

"I've finished eating a long time ago, I'll take down all the bowls and wash them." Sun Wenqu took the stool and sat next to the table.

"What are you doing?" Fang Chi looked at him.

"Talking about the topic, am I not your personal trainer?" Sun Wenqu pointed at his draft. "You are quite persistent in the beginning. You just misunderstood. You just miscalculated for ten minutes. I was so moved that I almost cried."

Fang Chi smiled embarrassedly and rubbed his nose: "Did you hear it?"

"What did you hear, a personal trainer?" Sun Wenqu said, "I heard it, I can't hear it when I stand on the stairs and say so loudly."

"...Then tell me the questions," Fang Chi took a pen to him, "It just so happens that I still have two questions that I can't get to know."

When I usually talk about questions, Fang Chi can feel that it took quite a long time to talk about them. Today, I felt that I was interrupted after I hadn’t talked a few questions.

My mother walked into his room.

"What's wrong?" Fang Chi turned around and looked at her.

"Where is the review?" My mother was a little surprised, "Where is the water can tell you?"

"Well," Fang Chi nodded, and thought about it and laughed again, "Why are you calling a canal?"

"Isn't it called a water canal?" said my mother, "Your grandma said it is called a water canal."

"Ask Qu, Sun asked Qu," Fang Chi wrote quickly on the paper, and then handed the paper to his mother, "Ask Qu, where is it so clear, so that there is a source of fresh water."

"Ask the Qu," my mother smiled, "Your grandma is really screaming."

"It's okay," Sun Wenqu smiled and stood up, "If you have something to do, I'll go first."

"I'm fine," said my mother, "just..."

"I understand, Fang Hui is going to sleep, right?" Fang Chi said unhappily.

"They were tired from riding the car for one day today. Let him sleep. His sleep should not affect your reading, right?" said my mother.

"It doesn't affect my reading, it doesn't affect my mood," Fang Chi stood up and packed all the books on the table into his schoolbag. "Have you gone back?"

"It probably takes half an hour. Fang Yun and his wife have rested in their house. Your father and second uncle and second aunt are still chatting." said the mother.

"Then I..." Fang Chi glanced at Sun Wenqu.

Sun Wenqu Xiaoxiao: "Come to my room."

The topic was almost done. After more than half an hour, Fang Chi heard his second uncle and second aunt downstairs telling his grandparents that he wanted to go back to rest.

"I have to go back to my house later." Fang Chi said.

"Well, what else do you don't know? Let me tell you tomorrow." Sun Wenqu yawned.

"It's delaying your business." Fang Chi sat down without moving.

"I have nothing to do anyway," Sun Wenqu Xiaoxiao, "A personal trainer, at least I have drunk so much chocolate."

Fang Chi slowly began to pack up his things: "To be honest, I'm not used to being alone with my parents, and I feel embarrassed."

"Are you not together?" Sun Wenqu said.

"Well, I basically haven't lived together," Fang Chi sighed, "I'm so annoying Fang Hui, a fool."

"You can come here early tomorrow," Sun Wenqu said, "go running."

"You? Running?" Fang Chi bent down and touched his ankle. It was no longer swollen. It was normal to touch it. "You can't run now."

"Then take a walk, I can't sleep anyway." Sun Wenqu took Mr. Huang and rubbed his face.

"Okay," Fang Chi stood up and threw his schoolbag on his shoulder, "I'll call you here?"

"Yes." Sun Wenqu also stood up and moved his arms, holding Mr. Huang in his hand as a dumbbell.

"Then I'll leave." Fang Chi took two steps to the door and stopped.

"What?" Sun Wenqu looked at him.

"I won't cook chocolate that night," said Fang Chi.

"Well, control your weight." Sun Wenqu continued to hold Mr. Huang.

"Then..." Fang Chi slowly walked towards the door.

"Hey, if you don't want to leave, just sleep here." Sun Wenqu smiled.
Chapter completed!