She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 314

Jing Xing grew up under this series of "caring care" when he was a child, so that when he heard the parrot speak, he reflexively wanted to turn his head and leave.

It seems that it has been too long since I have seen the little master that I have taken care of. The parrot raised its fluffy short neck, its little paws jumped back and forth on the horizontal bar repeatedly, and its mouth chattered more cheerfully: "Let's go!" La-lah--here--"

"..." Regarding this, Jing Xing expressed a continuous silence.

Forget it, if it is really serious, this old parrot is older than him, so he will not care about it out of respect for the elderly, and let it shout.

It was Lin Qingyou's first close contact with this small animal, and she stood under the cage with great interest, talking to the parrot for a long time.

Seeing that she was struggling to lift her head up, Jing Xing simply took down the cage and hung it to a slightly lower place.

The parrot is not afraid of strangers, and continues to chirp with its small black bean-like eyes: "Here we go—here we go."

Jing Xing: "..."

Your old man can talk so much without being thirsty?

Why don't you drink some water and take a break?

Don't keep stalking, slapping, slapping, is there any end?
Lin Qingyou happily taught it to call the name "Jing Xing". Jing Xing sighed, raised his hand to rub the top of her hair, and said, "I'll go downstairs and pour you a glass of milk."

Xiao Nuomi Duanzi, who already had a new favorite, didn't even give him a second glance, and waved to him without looking back, signaling that he knew.

Jing Xing: "..."

He fell out of favor so quickly, just now he said "Do you like it brother?", now he has a new favorite, and he can't bear to leave the corner of his eye to him.

Jing Xing sighed with complicated emotions, and went downstairs to get milk for the little glutinous rice dumpling.

Lin Qingyou squatted on the ground and repeated patiently: "Jing Xing is the most handsome—"

Parrot: "Leverage is the most handsome——"

Lin Qingyou: "No, it's Jing Xing, Jing——"

Parrot: "Scenery - line -"

Lin Qingyou: "That's right, it's Jing Xing, Jing Xing is the most handsome—"

Parrot: "Leverage is the most handsome——"

Lin Qingyou: "..."

She suspected that this parrot was transformed by Du Mingyu.

Before each exam, Du Mingyu will start the crazy endorsement mode, which can be manifested as:

Du Mingyu looked at the words on the book, and began to mutter: "Ma Dongmei Ma Dongmei Ma Dongmei...Okay, I will."

After closing the book, Du Mingyu scratched his head: "...What is Dongmei?"

Opening the book again, Du Mingyu continued to repeat: "Ma Dongmei Ma Dongmei Ma Dongmei...Okay, I will do it again."

After closing the book, Du Mingyu began to think hard: "...Hey, wait a minute, why did I recite Ma Dong just now?"

Opening the book again, Du Mingyu repeated again: "Ma Dongmei! Ma! Dong! Mei! I remember! Ma Dongmei!!!"

During the exam, Du Mingyu fell into deep thought: "What's the matter with the horse I'm carrying? Horse...horse...ah! I remembered, calla lily!"

After 5 minutes, Du Mingyu: "Oh no, it's not calla lily, let me think about it again, um... ah! I really remembered this time, Ma Lianhua!"

After the exam was over, Du Mingyu opened the book and realized, "What the hell? Ma Dongmei?!"

Jing Xing came down from the third floor, and before he entered the restaurant, he saw the old man walking slowly from the front yard with a fruit plate.

"Hey, come here." Seeing his grandson, the old man waved at him unsteadily, signaling him to go over.

Jing Xing was going to get milk from the refrigerator in the restaurant, but seeing the old man waving at him repeatedly, he turned around and greeted him.

The old man handed over a plate of washed strawberries: "Go and give it to the little girl to eat." As he said that, he said worriedly, "Don't eat it, this is for the little girl. If you want to eat it, go and eat it yourself." wash."

Jing Xing: "..."

In an instant, he changed from a grandson to a picked child.

"Grandpa, I'm your grandson." Jing Xing held the plate of strawberries with complicated emotions.

The old man raised his beard and glared at him: "Of course I know that you are my own grandson. If you weren't my own grandson, I would have kicked you out by this time, leaving only the little girl here."

Jing Xing: "..."

Forget it, he should stop talking.

The old man: "In half an hour, I'll take the little girl down for dinner. The little girl's family can't starve to death."

Jing Xing: "..."

Then he can starve to death?
Jing Xing felt that after his grandfather met the little glutinous rice dumpling, he completely forgot about his hypoglycemia.

The old man put his hands behind his back again, turned around, and walked out slowly.

When he was about to walk to the door of the main hall, a sentence floated out of his mouth like he was talking to himself: "Don't learn from your father, I think this little girl is very good, how can two people live together without any feelings?" ? Such a grown-up is going to mess around with me, so I can’t say anything about it.”

Jing Xing was stunned for a moment, then raised his head subconsciously, but he could only see the tall and thin back that the old man had left for him.

The old man rarely said these things in front of him. First, the old man didn't agree with his son's point of view. Second, Jing Xing was still a child and couldn't understand the circles in it.

Jing Xing also only vaguely knew that his father got married with the Wei family entirely out of consideration for a commercial marriage, but the old man of the Jing family who was deeply affectionate gave birth to a son who completely pursued the purpose of putting interests first. I don't know if it's a sarcasm.

Jing Xing stayed silent for a while in the living room on the first floor, and then turned to the dining room at the back, took out fresh milk from the refrigerator, heated it in the microwave, and brought the plate of strawberries that the old man had just stuffed him, a piece of I took it up.

Pushing open the door of the study, I saw the little glutinous rice dumpling still squatting on the spot from a distance, even the posture was exactly the same as before he left, and he didn't move.

Putting the fruit plate on the desk, Jing Xing went over with the cup of hot milk, opened the glass door of the balcony, and the chattering "Leverage is the most handsome" fell into his ears accurately.

Jing Xing paused for a moment when he closed the door. Lin Qingyou heard the movement, and turned her head to look at the sound, "Jing Xing, did you hear that just now?" she asked.

"Yes, I heard it." Jing Xing hummed, and stretched out his hand to pull her up from the ground.

Probably because she had been squatting for a long time, Lin Qingyou's calf felt a little numb, Jing Xing helped her to relax for a while before gradually getting better.

Lin Qingyou pointed to the parrot that was still yelling "Lever is the most handsome", and said a little puzzled: "It seems to have an inexplicable obsession with the name Lever, no matter how many times I say Jing Xing, it can still speak in short sentences. When the time comes, the subject is automatically replaced with a lever without any mistakes."

(End of this chapter)