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Chapter 52(1/2)

Bian Nan and Qiu Yi were drinking tea and eating snacks by the lake, and chatting for a long time.

If he had to let Bian Nan sit in front of a pot of tea and sit in the lake for several hours, he would probably be crazy, but today he didn't feel it, and he even fell asleep in the sun.

At three o'clock, Qiu Yi pushed his shoulder and woke up suddenly, jumped up and shouted: "It's over, it's too late to pick up the second baby!"

"...It's not too late," Qiu Yi looked at him, "I'm looking at the time, it's just right now."

"Oh," Bian Nan scratched his head. He was suddenly awakened while sleeping. He was still a little confused. He watched Qiu Yi pounce on the chair for a long time, grabbed his arm, and pinched it several times, "Fuck!"

"What's wrong?" Qiu Yi looked at him.

"No," Bian Nanyi Tongle, "I'm confused when I sleep."

"Let's go." Qiu Yi stood up and brought a handful of it on his shoulder.

The car waited at the school gate for five minutes, and then heard the music from school. In less than two minutes, Qiu Yan ran out with his schoolbag, with an excited blush on his face.

"Why are you sweating?" Bian Nan touched his neck.

"Take physical education class!" Qiu Yan shouted, "I want to sit in front! I'll sit in front!"

Qiu Yi came down from the passenger seat, took his schoolbag, and moved to the back seat.

Qiu Yan pulled his seat belt and sat in the passenger seat: "Fang Xiaojun still wants to take the bus."

"Damn, he has such a big face," Bian Nan immediately jumped into the car, and drove it quickly after the fire, fearing that if Fang Xiaojun chased him out, "He didn't come out?"

"No, I said there is nothing to ride in a broken car, so he didn't come," Qiu Yan twisted his body back, "Brother, I want to drink yogurt."

"I'll buy it for you!" Bian Nan heard that Qiu Yan had rejected Fang Xiaojun so casually, and his already bright mood was even more golden. He parked the car on the side of the road and ran to the supermarket to buy a large box of yogurt for Qiu Yan.

When he returned to Qiu Yi's house, Qiu's father had already packed up.

"I haven't gone out for a long time to eat," Seeing them entering the door, Qiu's father immediately directed Qiu Yi, "find me a set of clothes to change."

"Well," Qiu Yi went into the house and found clothes to help Qiu's father change it, and took medicine for him to take it. "Are you waiting here for an afternoon and thinking about how to take it tonight?"

Dad Qiu smiled for a long time: "It's still my son who knows me."

"Uncle, I'll let go of my meal today." Bian Nan pushed the wheelchair out.

"I can't eat much," Dad Qiu kept smiling, "I mainly eat the atmosphere."

When Qiu Yi pushed his wheelchair to the entrance of the alley, he met his neighbor who had come back from get off work all the way.

Lao Qiu is out?

Where is Uncle Qiu enjoying this?

Dad Qiu looked serious: "Inspecting, inspecting."

Bian Nan ran out and drove the car to the entrance of the alley, opened the car door and got in the car first. Qiu Yi carried Dad Qiu into the car with him, and he supported him in the car.

Dad Qiu is not short, but very thin. When Bian Nan put him in the back seat, he felt a little moved, too light.

This time, Qiu Yan didn't make any more noises to sit in front, and quickly climbed into the back seat and sat down next to Qiu's father: "I'll accompany my father."

But after driving, he couldn't sit still. He opened the window and looked out, and then asked Bian Nan to open the sunroof and poked his head out: "Dad, look, you can climb out here..."

"Hey!" Bian Nan pulled his pants, "Don't crawl."

"I said I could climb out," Qiu Yan looked down at him, "I didn't say I wanted to climb out."

"Sit down," Qiu Yi said, "If you are annoying for a while, you will be in the car."

"Sit down!" Qiu Yan immediately sat back to the back seat and leaned against Dad Qiu.

"Grow up quickly, I'm so annoying." Qiu Yi sighed.

"What should I do if I get more annoyed when I grow up?" Dad Qiu said with a smile from behind.

"Sell it." Qiu Yi said.

"Sell your brother." Qiu Yan said while holding the box of yogurt.

"Who will sell me for you to go to school?" Qiu Yi tsk.

"Then..." Qiu Yan thought for a while, "Sell the big tiger."

"Hey, I knew I had to sell me," Bian Nan laughed, "Whoever buys you yogurt if I sell me! Whoever takes you to barbecue, who..."

Qiu Yan sighed loudly, lay on Dad Qiu's lap, thought for a long time, and finally said aggrievedly: "Then sell me."

"I bought it." Bian Nan made a decision.

Biannan was afraid that his father would not be able to take the bus for too long, so he went to a street with many restaurants nearby. Qiu Yi's family loved to eat spicy food, so Biannan chose a Sichuan restaurant.

"Why are you here?" Qiu Yi whispered when he got out of the car, "Aren't you just going to die if you eat spicy food?"

"You'll die if you eat spicy food..." Bian Nan said with a smile, "Isn't this mainly a pleasure for your dad? Moreover, this house is on the first floor and the wheelchair is easy to push."

Qiu Yi patted her back lightly and said nothing else.

Today is not a weekend, there are not too many people in the hotel, and there is still a small private room empty, and a few people entered the private room.

When Biannan was ordering dishes, Qiu Yan found a children's chair in the private room and immediately became interested: "What is this?"

"This is a children's chair," the waiter replied, "for children to sit."

"I'm a child." Qiu Yan nodded, dragged the chair to the table, and studied how to sit on it.

"That was used by a kid as young as Maomao next door." Qiu Yi looked at him.

"Is that right?" Qiu Yan frowned and wanted to climb up the chair, "I don't believe it."

"Then you go up," Qiu Yi stood up, "I'll make a promise first. No matter whether you can stuff it in or not, you'll sit here to eat today."

"Wait," Qiu Yan quickly retreated, stood aside and gestured, "I will be stuck."

"Which one should sit?" Qiu Yi asked him.

"This," Qiu Yan pointed to the chair next to him and put the children's seat back in place, "Let's sit for Maomao."

"I found out," Biannan pointed at Qiu Yan while ordering the dishes, "You are too energy-intensive and you are too busy to run towards the naughty child if you are not careful."

"My brother is careful." Qiu Yan lay on the table, feeling embarrassed to drink with yogurt in his arms.

After ordering the dishes in Biannan, they are basically signature dishes recommended by the waiter.

When he invited people to dinner, he usually didn't do it like his father, and he just counted the number of people, but today he ordered a little too much, mainly because he thought it was not easy for Dad Qiu to come out, and he was in a good mood today and couldn't stop it.

Finally, Qiu Yi took the menu and removed two more before letting the waiter go out.

Dad Qiu hadn't been to the restaurant for a long time. Now he saw that there were all TV, small refrigerator, air conditioning and toilets in the private room, and he immediately came to chat.

"Now the private rooms are so complete. The most awesome private rooms used to be equipped with TVs, and two microphones are inserted. After dinner, they started singing in the private rooms. They had an hour of meals and four hours of singing. When they went out, the waiter's face was green..."

While listening and laughing, Qiu Yi and his mother usually appeared in the story of Dad Qiu. As expected, he appeared without saying a few words.

"Your aunt and I didn't understand at that time. I heard that Guangdong had to drink tea after dinner. We said we learned to enjoy life. After dinner, we were asked to take a pot of tea... It was all the same as broken tea. We sat there for almost an hour and were driven out."

Bian Nan laughed so hard that he turned his head to talk to Qiu Yi, and found that Qiu Yi was staring at the TV in a daze.

While Dad Qiu was talking to Qiu Yan, he gently pinched Qiu Yi's hand under the table.

"Huh?" Qiu Yi turned his head as if he had just come back to his senses.

"What are you thinking?" Bian Nan asked in a low voice.

"No," Qiu Yi held his hand and pulled it on his legs, pressed it and rubbed it, and said with a smile, "I remembered my mother."

Bian Nan felt relieved after being rubbed by him, and he was very happy.

When he was young, Dad Qiu was said to be able to eat half a pig, but after he was injured, he would not eat this amount. He ate half a bowl of rice and had a few bites of the same dish, and he basically said he couldn't eat it anymore.

Qiu Yibiannan and Qiu Yan are still the main players today, and everyone is in a good mood. This is more powerful than usual. The ones ordered on the south side are slightly spicy, and it is okay to eat and drink water, mainly because they are in a good mood.

Qiu Yan ate very happily. He buried his head in the end and leaned on the chair with his stomach in his arms and sighed: "It's so full...so spicy..."

"There is ice cream, or?" Bian Nan asked him.

Qiu Yan didn't say anything, covered his stomach and frowned for a long time before he fell to the table depressedly: "I can't eat it anymore."

Listening to his aggrieved and depressed voice, Bian Nan was so happy: "It's okay, when can I buy it for you?"

After dinner, Nan drove back to the alley again, and was secretly looking at Qiu Yi along the way, thinking about something in his mind.

Will you leave tonight?

If you don’t leave, you will ask Qiu Yan to sleep with Qiu’s father. It’s a bit cruel if you haven’t seen his brother for two months.

Let's go, he's really reluctant to let it go.

Or let Qiu Yan sleep with his brother?

But then he has a nonsense when he sleeps on the sofa...

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but glance at Qiu Yi again. His mind was full of unhealthy content, which made him feel like he was playing hooligan on the street when he saw Qiu Yi.

"Drive well." Qiu Yi said in a low voice.

"I know." Bian Nan stared at the road ahead.

After a while when he got home, Dad Qiu went back to the house to watch TV. Biannan was about to enter Qiu Yi's house. Qiu Yan ran in with his schoolbag, and while running, he was muttering: "Homework, homework, hey, homework, wow, homework..."
To be continued...
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