Huo Shao's little goblin has a soft waist and a sweet heart, and is spoiled

Chapter 397 I'm Disabled, I Can't Keep Up With Her

"She's fine." In Huo Qi's world, whenever he thinks of Jiang Niannian, a thumping spring breeze blows from the childhood Yazheng community to his eyes, blowing the yellowing treetops and the drizzle.

Fu Zhouxin asked Huo Qi to move the wooden chair outside the security booth, saying that the space is large and bright; so, from a long distance away, he saw two people chatting in the rain holding an umbrella, one sitting on the wooden chair, the other carrying vegetables stand aside.

"How did you find her?"

"A reunion is a chance meeting."

"It turns out to be God's arrangement."

"That's it."

During Fu Zhouxin's few hours of work, the work of pushing the door at the gate of the community has changed from greasy Guo Minsheng to Huo Qi.

"Look, you have done all my work, can I still do it?"

"Teacher...Uncle Fu, just let me do it." This way I can feel better.

Fu Zhouxin raised his head and looked at the sky. There were gloomy gray clouds in the gaps between the dense leaves, and a little light-colored golden light overflowed from somewhere.

The sunshine after the rain is always particularly dazzling.

Huo Qi put away the umbrella and stood aside. The rain dripped from the eaves of the umbrella. He squatted beside Fu Zhouxin and chatted nonsense: "I bought some fresh shrimps, as well as lotus root and carrots."

"When will you bring her to see me?" There was a gentle light in Fu Zhou's eyes. He was only 40 years old but looked as old as 50.

"tomorrow."

"Isn't it bad to come to see a little old man like me?" He had never said such unconfident words before.

Huo Qi replied quickly: "Uncle Fu, no one would think that way."

"Come on, get off work, come help me, go back and see what that girl Jingyi cooked?"

As soon as Fu Zhouxin and his colleagues took over the shift, they limped into the community. He was alone for a long time, and he almost forgot what it was like to eat with someone.

"Where is teacher's wife now?" Huo Qi came here today for another purpose besides testing the teacher.

Fu Zhouxin raised his head to look at Yun Yun floating in the sky, with faint tears in his eyes, he listened carefully to his voice trembling slightly: "I don't know either."

"Now, I'm disabled, so I can't catch up with her." The man looked down at his legs, which were different from ordinary people, with a hint of disappointment in his helplessness. After a moment, he returned to normal, raised his head and said earnestly to Huo Qi: "So, you little ones Be brave when you are young while you can run and jump."

As for why he suddenly said that?

Maybe it was to himself as well.

"Do you want the teacher's wife to come back?" This sentence is no different from nonsense.

Fu Zhouxin didn't answer, his eyes stared at one place and seemed to be looking further away, and he smiled silently after regaining consciousness.

Even if she comes back now, her life cannot be restored to the way it was before.

So, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter anymore.

"There's Niuniu, don't you miss her?" Huo Qi didn't want Master to lose his passion for life, he was like a sheep ready to be slaughtered in front of him, life was slashed at will, and he let it go without any resistance.

"No, they won't be able to live a good life when they see me. It's better not to see me."

"I still hope they can live a good life."

The teacher has changed a lot. He used to never feel sorry for himself.

Huo Qi helped him up the stairs, the corridor was damp, the walls were stained with beige watermarks, and the words on those old advertisements were all faded.

"Uncle Fu, you once told me that over-speculating on other people's psychology is invisibly putting pressure on yourself."

"Anything is unknown until it happens."

"You haven't really asked Master's wife and Niuniu, so you can't judge by yourself whether their psychology is like what you just thought."

Fu Zhou smiled guiltily, nodded, and did not continue to refute this question, but praised him: "That's right, now the blue is better than the blue."

"Uncle Fu..." Huo Qi was still waiting for an answer.

In fact, how could Fu Zhouxin not understand him?

But after being silent for the past few years, that anticipating heart is always lost, and now I don't dare to expect anything extravagantly.

"Uncle Fu..." Huo Qi held onto his arm tightly, the strength was so strong that Fu Zhou couldn't help but said, "Hey, my body is not as good as it was then, if you use a little more force, I can't bear it." It's broken."

Huo Qi immediately withdrew his energy, still staring at the teacher with a little stubborn eyes.

"Give me a chance, give yourself a chance."

The corners of Fu Zhouxin's eyes twitched slightly, and he suddenly remembered that he was just trying to persuade them to be brave, but he was hiding in a dark corner like a coward.

Could it be that a disabled person cannot run or jump?

"You keep chasing me and asking, it seems that there is no way to refuse you."

Knowing that he agreed, Huo Qi finally pried a corner of the hard rock in his heart.

As soon as the two entered the room, they could smell the strong aroma of vegetables. The kitchen was not big, and although there was an exhaust fan, it still filled the room with smoke.

Wu Jingyi covered her mouth and coughed, while quickly stirring with a spatula in her hand.

"Jingyi, I have enough dishes, don't cook too much, I can't eat much by myself, and I don't have a refrigerator, it's a waste."

After Huo Qi came in, he began to look at the room. One bedroom, one living room, and one bathroom. Although it was small, everything was as neat as a military posture.

After all, he came out of the army. Even if he has bad legs, Fu Zhouxin still has strict requirements on himself.

"I'll make the rest, you go talk to the teacher." Huo Qi didn't call Teacher Fu Zhouxin outside because he didn't want people to criticize him, and to embarrass the teacher like just now.

Wu Jingyi's face was covered with sweat, her hair was wet, and she smelled of oil smoke, not to mention how embarrassed she was.

Originally, she wanted to prepare the dishes quickly and take a shower, not to mention exquisite, at least clean and refreshing.

After all, to meet Huo Qi, she paid more attention to her image than usual.

But the more you pay attention to your image, the more you get messed up by her.

Wu Jingyi flashed out, and instead of talking with Fu Zhouxin, she went to the bathroom.

Huo Qi didn't pay much attention to her, finished the dishes, wiped the table, and brought them out.

"The bowls and chopsticks are in the cabinet above the kitchen. They may need to be washed." Fu Zhouxin stood up, limping to get closer to remind him, he couldn't worry.

"Okay." Huo Qi cleaned the bowls and chopsticks, and when he turned around, he saw the teacher standing at the door of the kitchen, immediately put down the bowls, and helped him to sit down first.

"Don't be so nervous. I'm not a three-year-old kid. It's okay to stand up a little bit." Fu Zhouxin smiled helplessly.

Huo Qi squatted next to the teacher's legs, reached out and touched his knee joints, thought for two seconds, then stood up like a normal person, and went to the kitchen to serve food.

After Huo Qi and Fu Zhouxin were seated, Wu Jingyi came out of the bathroom, and she cleaned it up briefly.

It doesn't look so embarrassing, but in fact, Huo Qi's eyes are the same.

"It's time to eat, Jingyi." Looking at the table of dishes, Fu Zhouxin was still very pleased: "In a blink of an eye, you have all grown up and can cook a table of dishes."

When Wu Jingyi was praised, two blushes appeared on her cheeks: "The cooking skills are not bad, how about a taste?"

Huo Qi picked up a shrimp for the teacher with his first chopsticks.

(End of this chapter)