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"Hey, little Kouzi, apply, apply."

Bian Mu is funny, this person is really naive, no one will reject a person who expresses kindness to himself, especially, he is still a good person.

There are two men on a sofa. Bian Mu went to take a shower just now, and changed into cotton pajamas. The moisture on his body has not dissipated yet, and his short hair is wet. Shao Kou is standing behind him , five fingers intertwined between his thick hair, shuttled back and forth, the air duct was whistling with heat, and the buzzing interrupted the delicate touch of his heart.

His hair has always stood tall like a hedgehog, and it is rare for Shao Kou to see such a docile profile, so he looks like a minor, and his face is more immature, obviously he is still a boy.

The two of them were quiet from the beginning to the end, only the various broken voices made by Shao Kou, there was no time to bicker, and it was still fast.

There are many people who like to watch the sunrise very much. The light that suddenly appears in the dark makes people fascinated, but in fact, the sunrise is very simple, okay, every day, it’s just whether you can get up early, can You can't wait patiently. What's more wonderful is that the sunrise you see every day will not be the same. It may be bright, it may be dark, it may be blocked, it may be covered, but if you have someone by your side, maybe There will be a rising sun in my heart, no matter it is windy or rainy outside, it will still get rid of the blue color and dye the sky with golden light.

It was so beautiful that the sleeping Bian Mu would not know, and Shao Kou, who was running around the village, never raised his head.

To miss is to wait, to wait, to meet you again.

Today is the vernal equinox. Shao Kou Lichun didn’t eat spring pancakes, so he decided to bake them today. There was still porridge in the pot, red dates and lotus seed eight-treasure porridge, which was cooked glutinously. The pancakes came out of the pan, cut some elbow meat and shredded green onions, and fried mung bean sprouts, all of them were fat and pleasing.

Bian Mu yawned and went downstairs. He came down smelling the fragrance. His hair was still on his stomach, covering his eyebrows. He patted his shoulder and said slowly, "Big head, thick neck, either a rich man or a cook, you are a Typical guy."

"You're a typical rich man."

Shao Kou didn't look back, turned the shovel over and dropped a piece into the plate, and sneered back with his lips lifted.

The Bian Mu in the back really wanted to kick him away, so he hummed, "Coffee."

"You can drink the soy milk I ground."

Still not looking back, he was going to use bacon to fry shredded pork with Beijing sauce, but when he remembered, he turned and pointed to the cabinet above, "There is sugar in it, you put it yourself."

Hey, this old man, he forgot that he was a part-time worker, and dared to order him around, hum, turned around and sat on the chair, took out his mobile phone to check Weibo, this group of people knows how to be a model and a girl all day long, and none of them are serious People, if you don't block who you block, turn it off, I don't bother to watch it.

It would be better to see that old man frying vegetables while frying pancakes. His hands and feet are really nimble. It's a pity not to be a cook. No, in his place, it is just the function of a cook.

"Hey, where did you pass down your cooking skills?"

It looks like it has a shape.

Shao Kou put all kinds of code plates on the table, handed him a pair of chopsticks, and said, "Self-taught."

"Oh?"

This, self-taught?

"People have to eat, they can't be starved to death."

Shao Kou watched him move his chopsticks, rolled a cake by himself, and ate it with porridge.

"Your thinking is very sad. We should feel these foods with our hearts. We absorb the richness in them and then emit energy. What age is it now? You think it's time to gnaw on tree bark to satisfy your hunger."

In his heart was a grassland, and what he saw naturally was long and green, but in Shao Kou's heart, there was a piece of ruins with nothing living, filled with smoke.

The man on the opposite side didn't answer, Bian Mu kicked him under the table, with a threatening tone, "Little Kouzi, when talking with people, you should start from the beginning and end with the end, answering the questions, this is the most basic respect."

The man raised his eyes and looked at him, his face like a knife edge did not have the simple and honest smile of the past, but was like the uncivilized ice outside, solidified and hard, he said, "Because you stretch out your hand when you wear clothes, and open your mouth when you eat."

Bian Mu automatically interpreted his next sentence, because he stretches out his hand for clothes and opens his mouth for food, so he doesn't understand the sorrow of the poor, the sadness and helplessness in it, and the fact that eating is closely related to life and death, and is tied to each other. , no food, hunger, these are too far away from his extravagant life, so I have nothing to say to you, even if I say it, you will not understand.

Who do you underestimate, he understands, isn’t it because you had no food when you were young, so you learned to cook by yourself, what’s so embarrassing about that?

"You just say that your family was poor when you were young, so you couldn't afford to eat. Really, although my family is rich, it doesn't mean that I am a bug who doesn't know how to make a living." He sipped his soy milk and continued, "Xiao Kou My son, your thinking really needs to be corrected. When you go to the city later, you should read more books. The world is so beautiful, but you just sit and watch the sky, and what you think is really far from the truth."

Bian Mu thinks that the pot of chicken soup for the soul he made is delicious, but in fact, Shao Kou only wants to say two words to him, hehe.

Sure enough, after dinner, he made a fuss about going to the car wash, and then went to the city to play.

Shao Kou cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks first, then turned around and saw the little ancestor came down with a new look, holding a handbag in his hand, handed it over, and pointed to it, "You can take it, all my wealth, let's go all night Skin."

This excitement is like a person who has just been released from a prison, so it must be overwhelmed.

He also quickly packed up, locked the door, and drove to Curry. He happened to meet an old lady who was going to a girl's house in the city. At the back, the old lady didn't dare to take this expensive car, knowing that he was also a part-time worker, so she said nothing, and walked to the road sign ahead alone, with a basket of goose eggs and pancakes on her arm.

The car passed by Bian Mu's side smoothly, stopped, and heard him start to speak harshly again, "You were crawled by a snail, dare you drive faster."

Shao Kou looked at the figure in the rearview mirror and choked him mercilessly, "Drive if you can."

Hey, "I see that your temper is growing now. If you dare to talk to me like that, am I your boss? Do you still want to raise your salary? Do you want to raise your salary?"

Pressed the horn twice with the palm of your hand, lowered the car window, and shouted at the bloated aunt on the side of the road, "Auntie, get in the car quickly, our little boss specially invited you to come up."

Bian Mu looked up at the second idiot in the driving seat in front, and then at the side of the road, um, that old woman, who, who let her sit, who said that?

Just when he was about to ask him, do you still have me as the boss in your fucking eyes, when he saw the old woman reach out and knock on the car window, in an instant, her appearance appeared in front of his eyes, she was old, What will it look like, probably like dry branches in autumn, mottled and unhealthy, her accent is very strong, a bit like the rhythm when grandpa read to him in the afternoon, she smiled shyly and said, "Thank you , Boss, I can just walk to the front and take the bus, I dare not trouble you, you can go quickly."

Inexplicably, Bian Mu's throat was a bit congested, as if a piece of cotton had absorbed water and swelled. He is a clean freak and a principled person. Well, it's possible that he got rid of his clean freak today and didn't bring it out.

He stepped out of the car with long legs, looked at this one who was a head shorter than himself, and said, "Ma'am, you have a lot of things, sit in the back and get in the car."

Speaking of this, the kindness is hard to turn down. The aunt walked in low, holding the basket carefully, so as not to dirty the cushions.

Bian Mu fastened his seat belt and glanced sideways at the old man sitting upright, "Ma'am, you can hold your things well, this driver is not very good at driving."

In order to fully demonstrate his driving skills, Shao Kou cut a half-hour journey into an hour, all because there was a counterfeit traffic policeman sitting on the co-pilot.

"You can't turn left here, you didn't see it."

"This is a limited speed, your eyesight is not good."

"Such a big way, you just opened it into the pit, you are blind, you."

The list goes on and on.

The aunt sitting in the back seat trembled when she heard it, and wanted to help Xiao Kouzi say a few words, but she didn't know how to speak until she was interrupted by his deep and hoarse voice, "Auntie, it's okay, just sit down." That said, the little boss is like a razor-mouthed bean curd, witty and humorous."

Bian Mu almost popped his eyes out. He was talking about cross talk, and he was also humorous. Also, his mouth shape is obviously perfect and sexy, blade?What the hell is that?

Shao Kou seemed to know what he was thinking, so he turned his head and glanced at him, but with a slight look, he said first, "Could it be that it's the mouth of a kitchen knife?"

The car was full of people, coming and going, the man in the passenger seat closed his non-stop mouth slightly, with a faint smile in his eyes, stretched his hand to the front display screen and drew out a small and fresh English The song poured down in the small carriage in an instant, soothing and gentle, like an ensemble of rhythms in the mountains, filling the ears slowly.

"I suggest you read more books."

You are an uneducated, terrible person.

After the aunt got off the bus, she thanked her sincerely, and then Bian Mu expressed his opinion, "You think I won't let the old man take a ride, don't you?"

Shao Kou was speechless.

I really don’t know how to proceed with this topic. Of course he has done something wrong, so he should be consulted first. After all, the car belongs to someone else, and he is just a small part-time worker. However, in his other thinking, helping others Being happy is the foundation of everything, and it is his duty to save the wounded and help the poor.

So, he adopted such a method of driving ducks to the shelves, and one more thing, he regarded Bian Mu as an immature child, a trivial matter, not worth mentioning.

Men also have thoughtful people, and they are Bian Mu.

"Your behavior really makes me completely incomprehensible."

The author has something to say: Bian Mu: I suggest you read more books.

Shao Kou: I'm just a rough person.

Bian Mu: What do you mean?That is to say, reading can't change your animal nature.

Shao Kou: Yes, it has been deeply rooted.

Bianmu: Why do I feel that you are driving carelessly, without any regard for my feelings as a doctor.

Shao Kou: I'm sorry, but my signal light is broken. At this moment, I'm about to go up to the sky.

Bian Mu, who would feel uncomfortable if he didn't call him an idiot for a day: idiot, what the hell you are driving is not a helicopter, but a tractor that is about to fall apart.