Since I am Yu Huanshui

Chapter 382 different attitude
His body was covered in blood, and Qian Wen was driven home by Tong Wenjie to take a bath.

Plastic wrap, plastic bags for hands.

Uncomfortably, I took a shower with my left hand.

After changing his clothes, he sat in front of Tong Wenjie's dressing table, holding a hair dryer in his left hand. The hair dryer whined, and his hair was flowing like a mess of grass.

Looking at his hair in the mirror, Qian Wen became even more depressed.

"If I knew it earlier, I would have used my feet!"

"dong dong dong~"

The knock on the door awakened the depressed Qian Wen.

I had no choice but to put down the hair dryer in my hand. It is inconvenient to have one hand, so let's let it dry naturally.

Open the door.

Yingzi was standing outside the door.

"Have you finished taking a shower?" Qian Wen asked Yingzi to come in.

Just now, Qiao Yingzi was also dusty and had blood on her body.

"Well, how is your hand?" Qiao Yingzi asked.

Qian Wen closed the door, let Yingzi sit casually, and took out two bottles of mineral water from the refrigerator.

"It's nothing, but it's not very convenient. If I knew it, I would have listened to my boss. Hitting it with my head won't hinder my life." Qian Wen shook his head.

Qiao Yingzi chuckled, rolled his eyes at him, unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it to him.

Qian Wen took it naturally and took a sip.

"If you use your head, then your position at the top of the sprint class may not be guaranteed.

After all, people are only stupid for a moment. "

His hair was wet, and Qian Wen rubbed it with his left hand depressedly, trying to dry it as soon as possible.

"If you're stupid, I'll rely on you." Qian Wen said poorly.

He does not mean that.

Qiao Yingzi pursed her lips, her eyes flickering.

Qian Wen didn't notice, he was still messing with his hair.

"Did you not blow your hair?" Qiao Yingzi asked upon seeing this.

"Hmm." Qian Wen reluctantly put down his left hand rubbing his hair, "The Condor Hero is not worthy of using a hair dryer."

Qiao Yingzi smiled and got up, "Where is the hair dryer? I will help you."

Qian Wen tilted his head to look at Qiao Yingzi.

At this time, he was sitting and Qiao Yingzi was standing, and they were not far away.

Qiao Yingzi didn't wear a thick down jacket, but a grass-green cotton velvet home jacket with pet patterns of Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf on it, long hair shawl, pink cotton slippers, quite cute.

"Can you be careless, I don't want to be plucked out of my hair." Qian Wen joked.

Qiao Yingzi was surprised that he didn't talk to him, and smiled slightly, but he was a little nice, "I often brag about it to my mother. It's an ancestral handicraft, and it's an exclusive copy."

"Follow me." Qian Wen stood up and led the way.

He is really not used to wet hair.

Arriving at Tong Wenjie's bedroom, Qian Wen sat on the chair in front of the dressing table, shook his head gracefully, "Come, let me show you your craftsmanship."

Qiao Yingzi rubbed Qian Wen's hair with his hands, and suddenly, Qian Wen's scalp felt a little numb.

The fingers of his left hand trembled slightly, as if he was tired of being with Wang Yidi.

The two of them didn't speak, Qiao Yingzi picked up the hair dryer on the dressing table, and blow-dried Qian Wen's hair.

Qiao Yingzi brushed Qian Wen's hair with one hand, and held the hair dryer in the other, which was very gentle and delicate.

The hair is elegant and the smell of shampoo is scattered.

'It smells so good~'

Qiao Yingzi thought to himself.

The slight touch of the scalp made Qian Wen feel weird, a little enjoyable, but also weird.

He hurriedly found a topic to divert his attention.

"Yingzi, what's going on with Uncle Qiao? It's too true. The sacrifice is so great. Isn't it a fake? How did it come true? It's so heavy?"

Listening to Qian Wen's question, Yingzi came back to his senses just now.

After rubbing Qian Wen's hair, seeing that it was dry and limp, Qiao Yingzi couldn't help rubbing it again.

"I'm not a pet dog. This is a human head, not a dog's head!" Qian Wen shook his head and complained.

Qiao Yingzi flicked his head lightly with his fingers, then put away his hands, and said casually, "You are not familiar with this melon!"

Qian Wen Yile, "Hey, I'll order you a red-fleshed and sandy heart."

"Forget it, this one of yours, you can keep it for yourself, I'm afraid it's full of sea!"

Qian Wen rubbed his cool hair with his left hand, feeling comfortable.

"You haven't said, what's the matter with Uncle Joe? You haven't asked?"

The two went to the living room.

"I asked, how could I not ask, I was scared to death just now." Qiao Yingzi said, and glanced at him secretly from the corner of the eye.

Not only did it scare her just now, it also made her remember it fresh.

The one who said rest assured that I am there.

This is the sense of security she felt again after her mother and father divorced, not from her father, not at home, but...

Yingzi continued, "I asked quietly, it was all accidents, a series of accidents.

When my dad saw me and my mom, he wanted to play hard to get, so he wanted to pretend to run away first, but his right foot had a plaster cast, and he was not used to using the crutches. Suddenly, it broke a bone.

Pain in the feet, coupled with inconvenient movement, I staggered and bumped my head on the ground in a panic.

Then you'll know.

I am really convinced by my stupid dad, how could he have such a smart daughter like me. "

Qiao Yingzi said, helplessly supporting his forehead.

Qian Wen was also convinced by this experience, but Yingzi was more convinced, and asked with a smile, "Is there anyone who praises himself so much?"

Qiao Yingzi chuckled.

"Okay, Uncle Qiao has moved into your house, and the injury is real. If you do a good job as a wingman, as long as you don't worry, Aunt Song Qian will definitely be taken down."

Qiao Yingzi nodded happily, and she felt the same way.

Qian Wen suddenly thought of something, looked at Yingzi and said, "Uncle Qiao fell down, and you called me out of desperation.

We don't know if Aunt Song Qian is paying attention.

Whether you pay attention or not, we are going to kill you. I just happened to pass by. We met by chance. I ran over when I heard your shouts.

You also saw me coming, so you called me.

do you know?"

"I'm not stupid, I'll tell my dad.

Besides, my mother didn't necessarily pay attention to the situation at that time. "

As Qiao Yingzi said, he picked up an orange on the coffee table in front of him, peeled off the skin, and fed the pulp directly into Qian Wen's mouth.

Qian Wen also opened his mouth to eat naturally.

Everything was natural, but when Qiao Yingzi was feeding the second petal, Qianqian's thin hand accidentally touched Qian Wen's lips.

The touch of fingertips and lips.

The two came back to their senses at the same time, and froze.

"Cough~" Qian Wen coughed dryly, and took the pulp from Qiao Yingzi's hand expressionlessly, "I can do it myself."

"Well, you don't have one hand, so I'll peel the fruit for you." Qiao Yingzi also had no expression on her face, picked up another orange, and gently peeled off the peel.

But under her hair, her delicate ears are red.

The two chatted casually, but Qiao Yingzi was a little out of shape, Qian Wen said that she sometimes seemed to lose her memory, so he had to repeat it.

Qian Wen felt that he must have been frightened today and felt a little dazed.

He pushed her out and told her to go home and rest quickly.

"Remember to call my boss back, it's hard to be a Condor Hero." Qian Wen waved Zongzi's hand and said to Qiao Yingzi at the door.

"Understood, bye." Qiao Yingzi waved his hand and left.

Qian Wen waited for Qiao Yingzi to get on the elevator before he closed the door.

After closing the door, he scratched his head, Yingzi just now was a little quiet, unlike her usual.

Qian Wen is already used to his buddy Qiao Yingzi.

The moment the elevator door closed, Qiao Yingzi suddenly clutched his chest and exhaled. His heart was beating a little earlier.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, but suddenly her feelings for Fang Yifan, a good friend and buddy, changed.

"Maybe I'm really shocked, go to bed early today." Qiao Yingzi muttered to himself while holding his forehead.

At night, Fang Yuan came back.

Seeing the shape of Qian Wen's Zongzi's hands, he was not concerned, but teased, thinking that he was playing a monster again, and came up with some crazy idea.

After Tong Wenjie rolled her eyes, she realized that her monkey was indeed injured.

"This is too impulsive, how can you smash the glass of the car with your hands? What if you scratch the main artery!" Fang Yuan Hou feared education.

"Yes, no brains, why do I have such a son." Tong Wenjie was still angry.

It is right to save people, but Tong Wenjie can't accept that self-harm can be used to save people, and it's her own son who self-harm is even more unacceptable to her.

Fang Yuan looked at his skin monkey and saw that he was in good spirits. He also asked about it just now. The skin was injured and the bones were fine, so he was relieved.

Qian Wen looked at Fang Yuan, winked at him, and told him to take care of his wife.

Since coming back from the hospital, Tong Wenjie has been preaching to him, and she doesn't show a good face, just keeping a straight face.

It looked scary.

Qian Wen also knew that he cared about himself, and he repeatedly assured him, but Tong Wenjie seemed to be really frightened, and today he must force the idea of ​​protecting himself into his mind.

"You should hit it with your head, your hands are not as hard as your skull." Fang Yuan received the signal, and the words in his mouth began to change.

"Get out~ You headbutt it!"

Before Qian Wen took over, Tong Wenjie didn't have a good mood.

"Hey dad, my mom also let me hit my head on the glass of the car, you two are in sync." Qian Wen took a bag of snacks from the coffee table, held it in his left hand, held a corner in his mouth, and tore it apart forcefully.

When Tong Wenjie saw it, she rolled her eyes and quickly tore it open for him, then threw it to him.

"Eat less junk food, don't use your brains to smash glass!" Tong Wenjie complained again.

Qian Wen shrugged, and threw a piece of dried fruit into his mouth. If you want to say something, just say it, just to appease your beating heart.

"I just went out and bought some pig's trotters. You can stew them for Fangyuan." Tong Wenjie looked at Fangyuan and said.

"I understand what you eat." Fang Yuan received the order, gave Qian Wen a helpless look, and walked into the kitchen.

Tong Wenjie looked at him again, and began to instill the awareness of self-protection.

Really frightened by Tang Monk chanting scriptures, Qian Wen hastily raised his hand to promise, "Next time I will definitely..."

"Do you dare to have another time?" Tong Wenjie stared.

Qian Wen swallowed the second half of the sentence, and re-assured, "This is the last time, seeing me walking around."

Fang Yuan from the kitchen heard it, and said, "You can still act bravely, and it's your Uncle Joe, just don't be so impulsive, protect yourself first..."

"What kind of bravery do you see? Just remember to call the police for help, and call the ambulance to save someone. I'll keep the rest safe!" Tong Wenjie interrupted Fangyuan's words.

This is the difference between Mom and Dad.

Qian Wen nodded, swore, guaranteed, after a series of events, Tong Wenjie let him go temporarily.

Right-handed people suddenly eat with their left hand, really not used to it.

He used to be a very stable person, but today the dining table is full of vegetables.

Fangyuan went to see his old friend Qiao Weidong, Qian Wenqiu Tong Wenjie let him go, and locked him in the bedroom.

After this incident, their family didn't change much, but Yingzi's family changed a lot.

The two became three, and Yingzi smiled even more.

There are more entanglements between Song Qian and Qiao Weidong.

Slowly Song Qian subconsciously accepted Qiao Weidong dangling in front of her eyes.

When Qian Wen went to Yingzi's house several times, he always saw Qiao Weidong's complacent expression.

After that day, Qiao Yingzi's strange expression never appeared again.

Everything between him and Wang Yidi was as usual, they were together when they had time, and the confidentiality work was okay.

Lin Lei'er came back from the winter camp, and she can only be said to be worthy of being a top student. There was nothing holding her back, and she successfully obtained the qualification for self-enrollment.

This made Tong Wenjie very happy.

New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve.

"Fanfan, Lei'er, the Spring Festival couplets are posted, hurry up."

The door of the house was wide open, holding festive Spring Festival couplets, Fang Yuan shouted into the house.

"Here we come, little uncle~" Lin Lei'er ran out of the bathroom.

"You post it, I'm a disabled person..."

Qian Wen came out of the bedroom, but before he finished speaking, a passing Tong Wenjie stuffed him with a bowl filled with sticky homemade paste.

"I'm a disabled person..."

"The handicapped should also post Spring Festival couplets for me." Tong Wenjie glanced at him.

"Cousin, did Auntie find out that you are ready?" Lei'er came over.

"What's the matter, who said that my hand still hurts!" Qian Wen denied it.

"I saw you eating with your right hand yesterday, cousin." Lin Lei'er said in a low voice.

"Where did you see that?"

"balcony."

Qian Wen, "..."

He was so careless, how could he be discovered? He hadn't had enough clothes to stretch out his hands, and he had enough food to open his mouth. It was so comfortable.

Qian Wen glanced at Tong Wenjie, turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Boss also saw it?"

"That's not true." Lin Lei'er said.

Qian Wen patted his chest, as long as he didn't see it, it's a day if it can be delayed.

"But my uncle saw it."

Qian Wen was choked suddenly, and angrily said, "Are you guys busy all day?" Then he carried the bowl and walked towards the door.

Lin Lei'er scratched her head and muttered, "Is the snail noodles you ate good? My little uncle and I thought the bathroom smelled bad."

Qian Wen's zongzi hand has been removed, and now his right hand is wrapped in a thin gauze, which is basically healed.

The whole family gathered at the door, Fang Yuan and Lei Er were gesticulating at the door with couplets.

"Mom, it's necessary to mobilize the teachers so much, can't my father and Lei'er be enough?" Qian Wen said to Tong Wenjie beside him.

"Lei'er and us are celebrating the Spring Festival for the first time. Be a good cousin to me and make him miss your aunt less." Tong Wenjie whispered.

"clear."

"Fanfan, can you see if it's crooked?"

"Turn to the left."

"All right."

Brush with a small brush in your hand, and post Spring Festival couplets.

The word Dafu fell down.

Good luck!
"squeak~"

Not far away, the door of Wang Yidi's house opened.

Wang Yidi, Wang Yidi's mother Wang Qing, and Wang Yidi's father Wang Dazhu walked out of the house, holding Spring Festival couplets in their hands.

Wang Yidi's father, Qian Wen has met many times, is a very burly man, tall, he is the CEO of a listed company, and he speaks politely.

"Wen Jie, you are also posting Spring Festival couplets." Wang Qing said with a smile.

Tong Wenjie responded with a smile, and Wang Yidi and Qian Wen raised eyebrows with smiles in their eyes.

"Do you use tape?" Tong Wenjie asked when she saw the wide tape in Wang Yidi's hand.

"That's right, we've always used tape, and it couldn't stick to anything else, so it fell off within a few days." Wang Qing said.

"Use our family's paste, we cook it ourselves, it's not easy to fall off.

Fanfan, go over and help. " Tong Wenjie said.

Qian Wen went over with the bowl, Wang Yidi took out a white rabbit toffee from his pocket, and waved it in front of him.

"Do you want to eat?"

Qian Wen waved his injured hand.

Wang Yidi glanced at his parents, peeled off the candy wrapper, and stuffed the milky white candy into his hand.

Qian Wen stuffed it into his mouth with a smile. Now that they are in a minefield, they should keep their heads down.

Wang Qing glanced at her daughter and didn't say anything. She knew that her precious daughter had a crush on Fang's boy, but she hadn't noticed any signs of it. Besides, Fang's boy was good at studying and looked at him comfortably. If he was admitted to Mizuki or Imperial University... …is a good match.

Changing couplets at Wang Yidi's house, Tong Wenjie asked him and Lei'er to go to Yingzi's house to see if they could help.

Wang Yidi didn't follow, she touched his palm with her little hand, and went home with her parents.

To the fourth floor.

At the door of Yingzi's house, Qian Wen saw that they were still old couplets.

Knock lightly on the door.

"Dong dong dong ~ Yingzi opens the door, and the community sends warmth."

After a while, the door opened, and Yingzi, dressed in red, appeared.

"What community is warm?"

Qiao Yingzi turned sideways to let him and Lei'er enter the house.

A small bowl of paste in Qian Wen's hand waved in front of Qiao Yingzi, "Paste Spring Festival couplets for free."

"It's warm, just as I'm going to paste Spring Festival couplets." Qiao Yingzi said, poking the paste in his hand with his finger.

"Don't play with this thing, it stinks." Qian Wen patted Yingzi's hand with his right hand and moved the bowl away from her.

Qiao Yingzi already knew that his hand was fine. After all, Song Qian asked Yingzi to serve him a meal of various pig's feet soup a day in order to thank him. Yingzi was the person who knew his condition best, and Qian Wen heard that pig's feet I shuddered, tired of eating.

At this time, Song Qian and Qiao Weidong's disharmony came from the living room.

"Qiao Weidong, what are you doing?"

"I don't want to do anything, but the sun is too glaring, and I'm already tanned. I want you to move it for me."

"You can't let me stop the meeting, I haven't posted the Spring Festival couplets yet."

"That's right, I'll help you get things."

"You just sit down, it's just you..."

Hearing the voice from the living room, Qian Wen touched Yingzi with his elbow, "What's the matter?"

"My dad was always a restless person, and my mom would get annoyed every now and then. This has almost become my daily routine." Qiao Yingzi shrugged helplessly.

Qian Wen smiled, it seemed quite lively.

"But I like it very much. At least the family is popular now. It's not like my mother and I used to stare at each other. They are not studying, but talking about studying." Qiao Yingzi said with a smile.

The three of Qian Wen walked into the living room.

In front of the glass in the living room, under the sun, there was a reclining chair. Qiao Weidong was being supported by Song Qian to sit in the wheelchair beside him.

"Can Uncle Qiao help?" Qian Wen asked with a smile.

"No, no, Uncle Qiao is heavy and pressing you down." Qiao Weidong hastily refused.

"It's heavy, like a pig." Song Qian rolled her eyes when she heard the sound.

"That's because you raised it well." Qiao Weidong said shamelessly.

"Huh~" Song Qian snorted coldly, she was used to it, after all, she couldn't drive her away, right.

"It looks like you're flirting." Lin Lei'er looked at Qiao Weidong, then at Song Qian, and touched his nose.

Qian Wen, who heard the sound, looked at Yingzi, "Is this progress at a high speed?"

"It's okay." Qiao Yingzi smiled sweetly.

She likes the atmosphere at home very much now.

"Fanfan, how is your hand?" Song Qian helped Qiao Weidong to sit in the wheelchair and asked back.

"It still hurts, but it's nothing serious." Qian Wen said.

"Exactly, I just made eight-treasure pig's knuckle soup, and you ask Yingzi to serve it for you."

Hearing the words pig's knuckle soup, Qian Wen couldn't help but shiver.

(End of this chapter)