This Fake Daughter Deserves To Be Spoiled

After a while, Yang Chuyue came out of the room again and threw a box of instant rice to Yang Sanhuo.

"I know, sister, you still love me!" Yang Sanhuo was content, holding the instant rice into the kitchen.

When Yang Chuyue and Tang Shuangxu got up early the next morning, as soon as they entered the living room, she saw Yang Sanhuo sitting at the dining table, and the cries of Mother Yang continued to be heard in the kitchen.

"Is you hungry or what's wrong with you? When it's time to eat, eat one more bite for fear that you will die. If you have to eat that kind of fast food at night, it is all junk food! You can't eat, you can't eat! Say no Move you?"

When Yang Chuyue heard it, she looked at Yang Sanhuo's pitiful eyes and knew what was going on.

She cleared her throat and asked in a low voice when she passed Yang Sanhuo: "You didn't say it?"

Instant rice is her business.

"I didn't say." Yang Sanhuo rubbed Yang Xiaoer who was squatting next to him fiercely.

"Of course not." Yang Chuyue let go and walked into the kitchen with Tang Shuangxu.

At Shang Tang Shuangxu's questioning gaze, she vaguely said: "It's nothing."

Tang Shuangxu raised his eyebrows lightly: "Under your bookcase..."

"Hush!" Yang Chuyue quickly reached out to cover her mouth, "Don't let my mother know!"

"Yang Chuyue!" Mother Yang's voice sounded from behind her, "What are you hiding from me again?!"

Yang Chuyue lowered her eyes and met Tang Shuangxu's innocent gaze. She squeezed Tang Shuangxu's fingers together slightly, squeezed her cheeks, turned and smiled and looked at Mother Yang in the kitchen: "Mom, what are you talking about? ? How can I hide something from you? Don’t you already know the most important thing? What else can I hide from you... Do you want to fried eggs? Or the following? I'll help you."

"Go and take the dumplings in the steamer." Mother Yang rolled her eyes and said in disgust.

Yang Chuyue hurriedly responded, put on heat-proof gloves to bring out the steamed dumplings, and told Tang Shuangxu to take the bowls and chopsticks to the living room.

The time in winter seems to pass a bit slower than summer. Yang Chuyue is also afraid of the cold, and Tang Shuangxu is also afraid of the cold, but Tang Shuangxu has to find a part-time job. Yang Chuyue originally wanted to stay at home. After all, the house has air conditioning. More comfortable than going out.

But she was always worried about letting Tang Shuangxu do part-time jobs alone, so she gritted her teeth and went to find a part-time job with her.

Both Yang's mother and Yang's father persuaded her to play with mobile phones and read books at home, without her having to work part-time to make money, but there is no way to change what Yang Chuyue has already decided.

Although I feel that every day is very slow, most of the winter vacation has passed in a blink of an eye. Seeing that the Spring Festival is approaching, Tang Shuangxu asked for leave to see her teacher in the city. When she came back from the city, it was already 20. Nine this day.

The next day is New Year’s Thirty.

Yang Chuyue ran to the station to pick her up, handed her the tea egg kicked in her pocket, and said, "My mother said that you will go to my house for dinner tomorrow. Will you not go to work tomorrow night?"

Before Tang Shuangxu refused, she said again: "You can't refuse! Tang Shuangxu, I tell you, if you dare to refuse me, I will tie you to my house when I tie you."

"Okay." Tang Shuang Xu still agreed after all.

So on the 30th day of the new year, Yang Chuyue got off work with her early and returned to Yang's house. Father Yang and Yang Sanhuo were putting up Spring Festival couplets. When they saw them coming back, they greeted: "Go to the kitchen, your mother has already fried them. After the crispy meat and meatballs, do you smell the fragrance?"

"I smell it, I smell it when I was downstairs." Yang Chuyue responded.

The New Year's Eve dinner in the evening was not different because of Tang Shuangxu's arrival. It was still offered to the elders who had passed away before the meal. However, when it was offered this year, there was also a pair of tableware on the table.

Father Yang stood by the table and said a lot, and asked Yang Chuyue and others to come over to Grandpa Yang and say hello to them. Then the tableware was removed, the family sat on the table, the TV in the living room was turned on, and the Spring Festival Gala had begun. After it was broadcast, the host’s voice was especially festive when he heard it. From time to time, fireworks sounded outside the window, which was full of New Year's taste.

On the morning of the New Year's Day, the Yang family ate noodles as usual, using the leftover chicken soup as the soup base. Before eating the noodles, Yang Chuyue and Tang Shuangxu paid a New Year greeting to father and mother Yang, each of whom received two red packets.

After breakfast, Yang Chuyue and other children went out to play with Zhao Canlin, watch movies, and eat hot pot, and did not come back until the evening. Father Yang and Mother Yang also have their own pastime. Early the next morning, Yang Chuyue’s family I went to my grandmother's house as usual.

Yang Chuyue's third year of high school started school earlier than Yang Sanhuo.

She had been in class for a week before Yang Sanhuo started school. He originally had to go to the painting class to report, but Yang Chuyue received a call from Yang's father and learned that Yang Sanhuo didn't want to go to the painting class anymore. .

"Why didn't you go?" Yang Chuyue finished the meal, sat down opposite Tang Shuangxu, and said to the other end of the phone: "Didn't he learn well before? Why didn't he want to go anymore?"

When she was at home during winter vacation, she could still see Yang Sanhuo sitting with her head up and finishing her painting homework from time to time.

Yang Sanhuo likes to paint, she can see it, and father and mother Yang can also see it.

But he suddenly stopped learning. Father Yang and Mother Yang could not ask for a reason. There was no way, so they called Yang Chuyue and wanted her to ask Yang Sanhuo during her lunch break. What happened.

"Your mother and I also asked the teacher, but didn't say what happened to your brother at school."

This is the strangest thing. Since nothing happened, the good-natured person still likes painting, so why can't he just stop learning?

"I see, I will ask him this weekend." Yang Chuyue said.

Father Yang responded, and told her that she doesn't have to worry about this all the time. It's still her health and study that matter. As for Yang Sanhuo, he and Mother Yang will continue to pay attention.

But until the weekend, Father Yang and Mother Yang failed to ask Yang Sanhuo about the reason.

It just so happens that this semester's timetable has been changed. The last class on Saturday is physical education, which means that Yang Chuyue can leave school early.

After the activity, she went back to the classroom to pack up, planning to go directly to Yang Sanhuo's school.

"Go to your brother?" Tang Shuangxu asked her, also packing up his things.

Yang Chuyue nodded, put her schoolbag on her back, and sent a message to Yang Sanhuo, telling him to contact her after school.

Yang Sanhuo’s school can bring his mobile phone, but he has to hand it over to the teacher for safekeeping after he goes to school. Occasionally, he can apply to the teacher to get his mobile phone back when he has something to do. To get the phone back.

When he got the phone, he would be able to see the message Yang Chuyue had sent him.

"Are you going?" Yang Chuyue asked sideways, "There is a grilled sausage in front of their school that is delicious, and a sauce-flavored cake is also good."

"You said it was delicious, it must be good." Tang Shuangxu smiled and took the good things to her.

Yang Chuyue stretched out her hand to embrace her shoulder, and walked towards the school gate while talking to her.

The two-person school is a bit far away. Yang Sanhuo's school is relatively remote. After getting down to the nearest platform by the bus stop, you have to cross the railway and then walk a long way inside to arrive at a new campus.

The school where he studied painting was also there, but it was close.

When Yang Chuyue and Tang Shuang got off the bus and walked inside, they happened to see a freight train rumbling past. The two simply hid in a nearby fruit shop and waited for the train to pass by before heading there.

"Actually, you can go underneath." Yang Chuyue took her hand and looked around, walked over the railway, and said: "Underneath is a bridge hole. Go in this direction from the fruit shop just now. We are not going up. Is there a ladder? If you don’t go up the ladder and move on, the terrain will be low as you walk, and then you will enter the bridge hole. If it rains, there will be water, which is not easy to walk. Usually, cars pass by. ."

When she was talking, she already smelled the scent, and immediately pulled Tang Shuangxu's footsteps with excitement.

The two have not had time to eat.

But after crossing the railway, walking for a while, and down a slope, when I saw the sausage stall on the side of the road, I saw a familiar figure.

"Isn't that your brother?" Yang Chuyue pulled Tang Shuangxu's sleeve, and pointed to the young boy who hadn't seen him for a while, as if his stature suddenly rose a lot.

Tang Shuangxu had also seen Tang Hao.

She responded, recalled, and said: "He also applied for painting this semester."

"That way, if Sanhuo still learns, maybe they can still be classmates." Yang Chuyue thoughtfully.

When Yang Sanhuo wanted to learn painting before, she specifically inquired about it. She knew that there was only the painting school he later reported to. In addition, it was originally remote. If Tang Hao appeared here at this time, it would probably be to go. The painting school before Yang Sanhuo.

When she and Tang Shuangxu walked over, Tang Hao just turned around after closing the bill, and was about to bite the grilled sausage. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Yang Chuyue and the two.

"Sister?" Tang Hao blurted out.

Yang Chuyue was very embarrassed to recognize his sister, and asked with a smile: "What a coincidence, are you here for class?"

"Yeah." Tang Hao nodded, thought for a moment, and asked: "Are you looking for Sanhuo?"

"Right." Yang Chuyue nodded.

Tang Shuangxu suddenly asked, "Have you been here for a few days for class?"

"This is my third time here." Tang Hao said, "Sanhuo introduced me to this studio. He said that the teacher was very good, but he didn't come to class after I came. I just wanted to find him... …"

He paused, his expression was a little unnatural, he quickly turned away from Tang Shuangxu's gaze, broke the topic, and asked Yang Chuyue: "Do you have grilled sausage? This is delicious."

"Eat, we haven't eaten yet." Yang Chuyue said, asked the boss for two, and then said to Tang Shuangxu, he ran to buy the Jiangxiang pie not far away, leaving Tang Shuangxu and Tang Hao with sisters and brothers. .

Tang Hao became even more nervous as soon as Yang Chuyue left. He even wanted to follow, but Tang Shuangxu looked at him without making a sound, which made him stop subconsciously.

"What do you know?" Tang Shuangxu asked, "A Yue and I came here today for this matter."

Yang Chuyue also noticed that Tang Hao's expression was wrong. She thought for a while, and felt that Tang Shuangxu was better able to ask questions from Tang Hao's mouth, so she ran away deliberately, leaving room for the siblings.

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