"You won't go to the hotel tonight, are you?" Bian Nan looked at Qiu Yi putting the cake and bicycle on before he remembered to ask.

"I'm going," Qiu Yi frowned, "I'm going to work normally today."

"Ah?" Bian Nan couldn't help but shout, "Aren't you?"

"I don't know you will come," Qiu Yi looked quite entangled and frowned, "What should I do? Why don't you go back..."

"You lied to me!" Bian Nan pointed at him, interrupted him, pointed at him twice, then turned around and walked into Dad Qiu's house, "Little girl! How come you usually have so many expressions!"

Dad Qiu was watching the boxing match in the room and was waving his fists to the TV.

"Uncle!" Bian Nan went in and stood in front of him, and punched him twice, "I'm here."

"I heard it, and the shouting all over the alley knew that you were here." Dad Qiu said with a smile.

"Uncle, will Qiu Yi rest at night?" Bian Nan asked him.

"Yes, rest, birthday, rest for one day, cook noodles, etc." Dad Qiu nodded, "But I don't know you're coming, I didn't buy the dishes today."

"It's okay, you can buy vegetables by going to the supermarket." Bian Nan ran out of the house.

Qiu Yi was not in the living room, but Nan Nan entered the inner room and saw him changing clothes.

"I knew you were lying to me, I was crazy," Bian Nan went over and poked his waist twice, "Itchy!"

Qiu Yi pulled out the clothes and looked at him: "I'm not afraid after saying that."

"Why..." Before Bian Nan dialect could be said, Qiu Yi quickly poked under his ribs. He jumped up reflexively and covered his ribs and sat directly on the chair next to him, "Damn!"

"I'll go buy vegetables," Qiu Yi took his wallet and put it in his pocket. "You should play checkers with Erbao. He split his personality in the afternoon and played with him for more than an hour."

"I'll accompany him tonight, or if you accompany him, I'll go buy vegetables, so how can I ask the birthday boy to pay for the vegetables?" said Bian Nan.

"The birthday boy didn't pay the money, the boss gave the red envelope." Qiu Yi patted his pocket.

"That's different. You keep the red envelopes, two things," Bian Nan asked, "Your hotel benefits are pretty good. Is that sister the last time?"

"Yes." Qiu Yi responded.

"I'm going to buy vegetables!" Qiu Yan heard them talking in the living room and immediately shouted, "I'm going to buy vegetables, I'm going to buy vegetables!"

"...I'll take you together," Bian Nan tsk, "The second treasure is really well educated. A little boy actually likes to buy vegetables."

"He just wants to go out," Qiu Yi smiled. "If you ask him to throw garbage at the alley now, he is just as active."

You don’t have to go too far to buy groceries, just in the small supermarket on the street.

Bian Nan had no research on buying vegetables and was not interested in it, so he put on a cart and held his cell phone while fighting with the landlord while following Qiu Yi. Qiu Yan was energetic and pushed him with his waistband behind him.

Qiu Yi is very familiar with this supermarket and knows wherever it is. Biannan even found that a supermarket sister greeted him. When she walked to the eggs, there was an older sister who left two boxes of discounted eggs for Qiu Yi.

"Hey, I know why you went to dance the square dance," Bian Nan was a little shocked. "You Cupid is a shotgun, and you can hit the ball."

"Do you envy?" Qiu Yi put the eggs into the cart, "The match factory will start at 8 o'clock in the evening."

When Bian Nan saw Qiu Yi was going to take out his wallet after buying the vegetables, he pushed him to the side and took out his wallet: "Don't move, I'll do it."

Qiu Yi did not argue with him, but just took out the membership card and handed it to him.

"Auntie, please see how many points I have," Qiu Yan snatched the cashier, "Can you change the yogurt?"

"You can change it," the cashier looked at the points, "Will you change it today?"

"Switch!" Qiu Yan said, and after that, he looked at Qiu Yi again, "Can you change?"

"Switch it." Qiu Yi nodded.

Qiu Yan changed into a row of lactic acid drinks of unknown brands with satisfaction, and walked out of the supermarket with his head held high.

"I think I can change a whole set of pots there?" said Bian Nan, "Why don't you keep it for a big item?"

"Don't think about it. If you have a second treasure, you can only change food. If you have enough food, you can change it." Qiu Yi sighed.

After returning home, Qiu Yi began to prepare dinner. Bian Nan accompanied Qiu Yan to play checkers under the grape trellis, with three corners alone.

Bian Nan felt that Qiu Yan's personality had not been reorganized in the afternoon. Every time it was his turn to dance, he would whisper: "You said, can you jump here? Well, I think it's OK... Then just jump like this, let you jump next round... OK..."

"Who are you talking to?" Bian Nan asked him.

"Follow yourself," Qiu Yan lowered his head and pinched the glass beads and jumped in a string, "I have to discuss jumping, I have to dispatch it, there are so many."

"Yo, do you still know the word dispatch?" Bian Nan quickly swallowed the sip of water he had just taken, and then rambled.

"Porridge or rice?" Qiu Yi asked in the kitchen.

"Porridge." Bian Nan and Qiu Yan answered together.

"Rice porridge and millet porridge?" Qiu Yi asked again.

"Rice porridge." Qiu Yan said.

"Millet porridge," Bian Nan said at the same time, and then said, "Rice porridge."

Qiu Yi was cooking very quickly and no one needed to make a move. Within an hour, all the dishes were served. Bian Nan smelled the fragrance and couldn't play the chess anymore: "Are you ready to eat?"

"Yeah," Qiu Yi pinched a small piece of fried chicken and put it in Qiu Yan's mouth, "I'll have another vegetable fried and then eat it."

"It's delicious!" Qiu Yan shouted.

Bian Nan put away the checkers and went to the kitchen to take out the dishes and chopsticks. Qiu Yan had already pushed Qiu's father into the yard: "Dad, are you drinking?"

"Come on," Dad Qiu was quite interested and patted Bian Nan on the shoulder, "Drink two drinks with uncle."

"I can only have two drinks with you." Bian Nan laughed.

Qiu Yi took out three bottles of beer, bite the bottle open, put a bottle in front of him, and poured another glass for Qiu's father: "You just have this glass, the doctor said to drink less."

"Okay," Dad Qiu nodded happily and picked up the cup, "Happy birthday, son."

"Happy birthday." Bian Nan then picked up the bottle.

Qiu Yan also held up his yogurt: "Click the glasses! Happy birthday to brother!"

"Thank you." Qiu Yi smiled and picked up the bottle and ran into them one by one.

"Hey, I have to put some stuff first, don't just drink this sip," Bian Nan stood up and walked towards the kitchen with a bowl after taking a sip of beer, "I'll have some porridge."

"Just soaked in cold water, it's still hot," Qiu Yi followed, "Do you need to add ingredients when you drink porridge?"

"Just give some oyster sauce, I don't like to drink light..." Biannan said while taking a large spoon and stirring it in the pot, stunned, "What kind of porridge is this?"

"Small and small rice porridge." Qiu Yi took out the oyster sauce and poured some into his bowl.

"What size rice?" Bian Nan leaned over and stared at the monkey.

"If you want millet, Erbao wants rice, then they will be put," Qiu Yi knocked on the pot, "Do you have any objections?"

"No...how to eat this? I love salty white porridge, and I add sugar to millet porridge..." Bian Nan was very confused. He didn't expect Qiu Yi to meet his and Qiu Yan's requirements so simply and rudely.

"Wait," Qiu Yi left the kitchen, and after a while he came in again, pulled his hand, put a toothpick on his hand, turned around and walked out of the kitchen, "Pick out what you want to eat."

"You are cruel!" Bian Nan shouted.

Finally, he decided to use oyster sauce, mix it, and then took the bowl back to the table and tasted it: "Hey? It tastes pretty good."

"Nonsense," Qiu Yi smiled, "It tastes the same if you cook one piece."

"The taste is stronger than white porridge." Bian Nan thought the porridge was quite surprised.

After drinking this bowl of porridge, Dad Qiu suddenly raised his cup at him: "Big Huzi, come on, let's do it!"

"Ah?" Bian Nan picked up the bottle he had only taken a sip and looked at Dad Qiu's half glass of beer, "Uncle, you are so cruel..."

"I'll just say, it's not a heroic!" Dad Qiu smiled and drank all the wine in the cup, "I've done it, you can do it! This sentence is quite generous."

Bian Nan took two big sips into the bottle. Although Dad Qiu said casually, he couldn't be too casual.

After drinking, he wiped his mouth: "Hey, Dabao, if I have any strange actions tonight, don't beat me, I feel like I might be embarrassed."

"Yeah," Qiu Yi smiled, picked up the bottle and poured it into his cup, "I can't drink enough, but the racking is quite good."

Bian Nan tsk and poured the wine into the cup.

"You still talk about others." Dad Qiu looked at Qiu Yi.

"Hey?" Bian Nan quickly grabbed his words and stared at Qiu Yi, "I heard from Uncle that I mean... you are not that good either?"

Dad Qiu was there and hey, hey, and hey, hey, and hey, and hey, and hey, and hey, and hey, and hey, and hey, and hey, and hey, and hey, and hey, and hey, and hey, and hey, and hey, and hey, and hey, and hey, and hey, and hey, and hey, and hey, and hey, and hey, and hey, and hey, and hey,

"Don't be excited," Qiu Yi slowly picked up the cup and tapped it gently on his cup, and took a sip of the wine, "It's enough for you to pour it ten times."

Dad Qiu continued to laugh aside.

"Do you need some other medicine?" Qiu Yi was so happy that he laughed, "I still laughed endlessly."

"I'm happy today. I thought you wanted to cook noodles by yourself again," Dad Qiu reached out and patted Qiu Yi's shoulder, "How great it would be like a child like Bian Nan."

Qiu Yi didn't say anything after hearing this, laughed, lowered his head and picked up chopsticks and ate the vegetables.

Bian Nan was also laughing with Dad Qiu. Seeing Qiu Yi like this, he was a little embarrassed to say a few times.

He knew what Dad Qiu said, and Qiu Yi did have a maturity that was inconsistent with his peers. Occasionally, Bian Nan would have the illusion of being educated by him at any time.

"I am a child," Qiu Yan kept consuming food, and then said, "I'm just eight years old."
To be continued...