"Okay," Qiu Yan nodded, "You are the best."

"Will Dahuzi move here to live?" Qiu Yi asked next to him.

"Okay," Qiu Yan's eyes lit up and he looked at Qiu Yi with his head raised, "Really? Is Dahuzi moving to our house to live?"

"Yeah," Qiu Yi smiled, "Will there be leftover rice eat fried rice?"

"Eat, eat, eat, eat." Bian Nan immediately said in a series of ways, "Eat!"

It is easy to move in Biannan. It is only the same as the same package from Zhanfei dormitory to Qiu Yi's house. When I got off work in the afternoon, I went back to the dormitory and packed it up.

He felt a little embarrassed about withdrawing from the dormitory. Shi Jiang should have approved a special quota for him. Now he has to withdraw again after not living there for two months. When he saw Shi Jiang, he didn't know what to say.

"Do you want to move?" Shi Jiang asked him.

"Well, that... Brother Shi, I'm causing trouble for you," Bian Nan scratched his hair, "I'm..."

"Have you lived home?" Shi Jiang asked again.

"Yes." Bian Nan responded. Anyway, he would go home if he had time on weekends.

"It's great. If you can go home or live there, it will save your family from worrying," Shi Jiang smiled. "You don't have to be embarrassed. Just arrange the dormitory for others."

Qiu Yi had already cleaned up the house of Dad Qiu and asked Qiu Yan to sleep in that house at night.

Qiu Yan rolled around on the bed, looking quite excited: "I can sleep in a big bed alone! My father used to joke that I was sleeping with my brother when I went to school."

"Do you want to change a new bed?" Qiu Yi bounced his forehead.

"No," Qiu Yan held the pillow, "I'll just sleep with my father's bed. Didn't my father say he made this bed by himself? It's so strong."

"Well, let alone this bed," Qiu Yi knocked on the wardrobe next to him. "This cabinet was also made by his father, and the furniture in this room was made by himself when he married his mother."

"I want to use the cabinet," Qiu Yan jumped out of bed and opened the wardrobe, "Brother, please help me clean up half of it, I want to put my clothes here."

"Okay." Qiu Yi nodded.

There were some clothes of Dad Qiu hanging in the cabinet. Bian Nan looked at a few familiar coats and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He turned around and sat under the grape trellis in the yard.

"I have half of my wardrobe for you," Qiu Yi followed him, sat next to him, lit a cigarette and put the small ashtray made by Qiu Yan on the table, "Is it enough to buy another table and put it in the house?"

"Yeah," Bian Nan thought for a while, suddenly turned his head and looked at Qiu Yi, "Stop buying, let's make a table by ourselves, right?"

Qiu Yi was about to light a cigarette, but after hearing what he said, "Do it yourself? How easy do you think it's?"

"Then your dad can still make a room of furniture. He is not a carpenter," Bian Nan thought it would be nice if he and Qiu Yi could have a table he made together. "Aren't you very skillful in your hand? You can also make clay people. It's a bit of a genetic inheritance. Let's try it together."

"Whatever you want," Qiu Yi lit a cigarette and said with a smile, "Then try it, but you have to find my dad's tools first, all of which are placed in the warehousing room."

"Let's choose a model first and see what kind of suitable one is." Bian Nan immediately took out his cell phone.

"Are you still choosing a model?" Qiu Yi was happy for a long time, "Just just have a four-legged model. The one at the door of the snack bar at the entrance of the alley is good enough to make that."

Bian Nan waved his hand: "You are so boring, don't worry, I will choose the good products, buy the good materials, and then..."

"Then I do it, right?" Qiu Yi asked.

"...Yes," Bian Nan said happily, "I'll help you and I help you."

"Don't do it this weekend, don't you ask someone to come to play at home? You'll have a mess of things in the yard." Qiu Yi pinched his ears.

"Yeah," Bian Nan turned his head and bit his finger, "Saturday, I'll go buy wood on Sunday."

"Who did we call you? I have to calculate how many dishes I buy..." Qiu Yi took out his cell phone, opened the notepad, and had already recorded several dishes in it.

"Why are you so virtuous?" Bian Nan walked over to hug his waist and kissed him in the face, "Day birthday star still cares about cooking? I'll do it."

"The final result of your cooking is to ask the restaurant to deliver food. I don't know you yet," Qiu Yi suddenly looked behind him, "Who are there?"

"Wan Feishen Tao..." Bian Nan followed and looked back, and suddenly found Qiu Yan standing at the door. He was so scared that he almost fell to the ground, not knowing whether Qiu Yan saw it.

Although they have already told Qiu Yan about their relationship, it will still be embarrassing to let Qiu Yan see him kiss Qiu Yi.

"I want it too." Qiu Yan ran to him and stood down.

"...what do you want?" Bian Nan looked at him.

"Kiss." Qiu Yan turned his face aside.

"Hey, I thought you wanted what you wanted," Bian Nan confirmed that Qiu Yan had seen him kiss Qiu Yi, but this reaction made him relieved. He lowered his head and kissed Qiu Yan hard on the forehead, "Your brother wants one too."

"My brother doesn't like to kiss me." Qiu Yan sighed.

"Is that right?" Bian Nan held back his laughter and sighed, "He doesn't like to kiss me either."

Qiu Yi smiled and kissed Qiu Yan on the forehead, then turned around and kissed Bian Nan's nose: "Okay."

"Brother," Qiu Yan touched his forehead, "I want a computer."

"What do you want to do with a computer?" Qiu Yi asked.

"Study." Qiu Yan answered very carefully.

"Oh." Qiu Yi responded, and said nothing else, playing with his cell phone with a cigarette in his mouth.

Bian Nan originally wanted to say why I would buy it for you, but Qiu Yi didn't say anything, and he didn't know whether he should say it.

Qiu Yan waited for a while, and saw that Qiu Yi had no intention of talking anymore, so he rubbed against Qiu Yi: "Brother, sometimes I use it to play games."

"What else?" Qiu Yi glanced at him.

"Talking about QQ with classmates," Qiu Yan whispered, "you can also watch anime."

"One hour a day, watching TV or playing computers are all during this hour," Qiu Yi pinched the cigarette, "You make arrangements yourself, I will pull the wires out of time."

"Yeah!" Qiu Yan nodded vigorously.

"Let Dahuzi take you to buy it next week," Qiu Yi said. "Brother has no money, and the money is all there to him."

Qiu Yan immediately turned around and looked at Bian Nan. Bian Nan smiled and patted his pocket: "Go to buy it on Sunday, but I agree first, Fang Xiaojun is not allowed to go to our house to play computers."

"Hey!" Qiu Yi sighed helplessly, "I really want to see if you and Fang Xiaojun are still like this in ten years..."

"Of course not like this," Bian Nan tsk said, "In ten years, Erbao will definitely not play with him."

"What if I still play with him?" Qiu Yan asked.

"Then I'll beat him up and it won't be called bullying the child!" Bian Nan said with a fierce look on his face.

It was early in the sky on Saturday because today’s birthday party... it was actually just a party that was about finding an excuse to gather in the yard, so I had to sort out all the broken boxes and old flower pots piled in the yard in advance to leave room for activities.

Including Shen Tao and Qiu Yi's friends during shipping, Wan Fei and Luo Yiyang, there are ten people, and they are all riots. Bian Nan went to say hello to the old man and the old lady next door, so as not to be scared at night.

Qiu Yi brought out all the things you need to use for barbecue in the yard tonight and put them in: "The grape trellis is enough to sit on it, so you don't have to sit on barbecue anyway."

"Well," Bian Nan sat at the table and hooked his finger at Qiu Yi, "Come here, if you have a gift, I won't give it to you."

Qiu Yi walked up to him with a smile: "What gift is it?"

Bian Nan took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to him: "Take it, I will write this time in my life for you."

"Can I read it now?" Qiu Yi took the red envelope and saw the letter paper inside as soon as he opened it.

"I'd like to see it," Bian Nan grinned at him, "I remember to frame it after reading it."

Qiu Yi didn't say anything and pulled out the letter paper.

As soon as he glanced at it, the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Hey hey," Bian Nan was suddenly embarrassed and pointed at him on his toes, "Can you see it slowly when you enter the house?"
Chapter completed!