sweet joy

Chapter 128 I'm about to die...

Song Xixi was dumbfounded, looking at Grandma Tang's face softened by time, she opened her mouth a few times, her words choked up and she couldn't speak:

"Grandma, I'm flying back again. I can't bear to part with you and Tang Zhihuan, but another Tang Zhihuan also needs me."

"Grandma, please remember to comfort Tang Zhihuan for me, Song Xixi will always love him..."

"Good boy, no matter where you go, grandma will miss you..." Grandma Tang smiled kindly, her rough and gentle palms patted Song Xixi's back again and again, like a child comforting a sad child. Tang Zhihuan seemed to be sleeping.

The country wind, with a natural and clear taste, is easy to calm people's minds.

"Brother, what are you doing standing at the door?" Tang Nianxi wiped her hair with a towel after taking a shower, looked at her brother who was stuck behind the door like a log, and walked in and heard Song Xixi singing nursery rhymes to grandma.

"I'm going to take a shower." Tang Zhihuan lowered his head, all emotions subsided at the moment of lowering his head, his finger bones pushed down the frame, revealing a kind of uncomfortable loneliness.

Tang Nianxi stood and listened to Song Xixi's song "Pull the Radish". She shrugged and felt that it was meaningless, so she turned around and went upstairs to her room.

The phone kept ringing, all of which were short videos and voice messages from Xia Chuyang.

Looking at the blurry video footage, Tang Nianxi remembered Xia Chuyang's eagerness to come over in the afternoon, and clicked on the last video.

As soon as I turned it on, I heard loud KTV background music. Xia Chuyang was unconscious after drinking a lot of alcohol, and faced the camera:

"Tang Nianxi, what's so great about you? Isn't it because labor and capital like you, cut...do labor and capital have to like you..."

"Crazy!" Tang Nianxi directly quit Xia Chuyang's chat interface, and then uninstalled WeChat, too lazy to deal with his one-minute audio and video.

After Tang Zhihuan came out of the shower, Song Xixi and Tang Nianxi were sitting in the living room, their eyes were staring at each other, and they both looked at the exercise book spread out on the table.

"Song Xixi, you don't even know how to solve high school physics questions? How did you get into college?"

Song Xixi scratched her hair and looked at the title. She knew all the words, and asked in a low voice, "What does it mean that the maximum pulling force F is root three G?"

"..."

Seeing sister-in-law's gradually indifferent and questioning expression, Song Xixi smiled awkwardly: "I've graduated two years ago, it's normal not to remember, or..." She was about to ask Tang Zhihuan after he came out of the shower, As soon as he looked up, he saw Tang Zhihuan.

"Come on, come on, how to solve this problem..." Song Xixi quickly ran over and grabbed Tang Zhihuan's wrist, complaining in a low voice: "Bee, I'm about to die..."

Tang Zhihuan looked down at her, and couldn't help laughing: "If you're stupid, just say it, Nianxi won't laugh at you."

"My time and space is because she knows that I have a low IQ, so she hates me every time she sees me. The key point is that I still don't understand it. Of course I can't give her a chance to laugh at me this time!"

"What are you two talking about, bro, look at this topic." Tang Nianxi raised her face and looked at Brother Jia with admiration.

"B." Tang Zhihuan glanced at it, returned the exercise book to his sister, and sat down where Song Xixi was sitting before: "Give me the draft book."

"Hey—" Tang Nianxi handed it over, and carefully watched Tang Zhihuan's drawing of the model diagram and problem solving process on the draft.

After clicking a key point, Tang Nianxi understood, and then discussed the follow-up process with Tang Zhihuan, with a serious and rigorous face.

Song Xixi moved a stool and sat next to the two of them, listening to their problem solving and discussion, finally realized that F stands for pulling force and G stands for gravity, no wonder they feel so familiar.

"Brother, wait a minute, I still have a few math problems that I'm not sure about, I'll go to my room and get them!" After solving the questions in the physics workbook, Tang Nianxi got up happily, and trotted upstairs.

Song Xixi yawned, she really didn't understand what happiness is for top academics.

Tang Zhihuan looked at her sleepy look, and said with a smile: "After listening for a long time, do you understand any of them?"

Song Xixi patted her face, and before Tang Nianxi came down, she quietly took a sip of the tea that Nianxi made for Tang Zhihuan, and she had already finished drinking the cup herself: "Do you know the story of Einstein?"

(End of this chapter)