Vol 3 Chapter 481: Warm poetry under the indifferent appearance

At 5:30 in the afternoon, Bai Fengjiu's father probed from the kitchen, "What do you want to eat?" The lanky man's surname is Qi, Qi Juezhi, and his daughter follows his mother's name. Feeling, even simply providing a place to eat.
　　 Zou Jiaqi was a little panicked, "I won't stay for dinner, I will leave later."
　　 In just twenty-six minutes and fifty seconds, he was sitting on pins and needles. He regretted that he should have followed the monitor's house with fascination. The atmosphere was really embarrassing.
The most frightening thing is that of the four people in the room, he alone felt uncomfortable. Suddenly he was isolated. Lu Zhengkang and the monitor wrote their homework and even exchanged words with each other casually. Mr. Qi kept hiding. After dinner in the kitchen, steaming rice fragrant floated from the crack of the door, filling the whole living room.
　　 Xiaohuaxuan is now afraid, greedy and depressed, afraid of this embarrassing situation, greedy for other people's food, depressed that I can't speak, it is really uncomfortable.
　　 [Zou Jiaqi: Ask me what I think? The idea is to regret, very regretful! 】
　　 Bai Fengjiu raised her head when she heard the words of Xiaohuawei. She was still sitting, but her neck was slowly twisted, moving at a very uniform speed, and her eyes were like a substantial column of cold air, hitting Zou Jiaqi's face little by little.
　　 [Zou Jiaqi: monitor, are you a robot? very scary! 】
　　Mr. Qi stayed, "Oh, just stay and have a meal together, no problem, just send an e-mail to the family and say it, and I will send it to you when I finish studying later."
　　 Zou Jiaqi: "Thank you, uncle, but... uh, okay, okay." Goose bumps are almost on his face.
　　 Lu Zhengkang said loudly, "Thank you, uncle, I want to eat braised pork!"
　　Mr. Qi was stunned for a moment, "Is it braised pork? It's too late, it's made into fried pork with bamboo shoots."
　　 "I also like fried pork with bamboo shoots, thank you uncle!"
　　 Lu Zhengkang looked at Zou Jiaqi's eyelids with a heartless look. After Mr. Qi retracted his head into the kitchen, Xiaohua Tuan immediately leaned in Lu Zhengkang's ear and asked in a low voice: "When shall we leave?"
"Isn't it okay to go after dinner?" Lu Zhengkang also replied softly. He noticed that Bai Fengjiu's gaze was moving, so he raised his head to meet her gaze. The squad leader still looked upright and serious, just pouting his mouth. Only then did Lu Zhengkang realize that there was some baby fat on her cheeks, like a little hamster.
　　 Xiaolu grinned, very formulaic, "What's the matter? Have a problem?"
　　 Bai Fengjiu: "I'm thinking why you are not sad."
"Sad? Because you refused to help me? Then I'm a little bit sad," he turned his pen. "But it's actually the same. The band is not a band. It's just to find something for myself. If it makes my grandfather happy Of course it’s good, if not, it doesn’t matter."
　　 Zou Jiaqi tilted his head, "No, right now, shouldn't you give some exciting speeches to move the monitor and then pull into the band?"
Lu Zhengkang: "...you don't want to look at the ones that are not there. The squad leader doesn't want to join. Do I have to drag her?" He threw down the pen, raised his right hand and held his head, eyes staring To the window of the living room, those potted fruit stems and leaves are luxuriant, decorated with golden red twilight, quite smoky.
　　 He whispered: "Besides, Su Xiangli proposed the band, she is the one who is talking."
　　 Bai Fengjiu: "Will you help what she wants?"
"Of course, I said I would help her for the rest of my life." Xiaolu smiled, "You know." He looked sideways at Bai Fengjiu, but he unconsciously poured out his tender affection. The girl was calm just to be right. It is like the mirror lake reflecting the stars and moon.
　　 [Zou Jiaqi: I feel so superfluous. 】
　　 Bai Fengjiu: "Is there any love between you?" She looked forward to it unexpectedly, and she couldn't help herself with all the elegance.
　　 Lu Zhengkang: "...I don't know."
　　 Zou Jiaqi: "What is this, love is just love, how can you not know, don't you like Su Xiangli?"
　　 Lu Zhengkang straightened his back, "It's not like that, like is not love, and the degree is different. Like can be used to say, but love can't be said casually."
　　Zou Jiaqi: "Is it so mysterious..." He was a bit shocked by Lu Zhengkang's aura for a while, accepting the baptism of the love saint's words, and suddenly he felt that his outlook on love had improved dramatically.
Bai Fengjiu held his face in a restrained manner, looking like unprecedented joy, but the joy was not very strong. In Lu Zhengkang’s eyes, the girl who was sorrowful like a lilac, seemed to gently turn the oiled paper umbrella in her hand and spill some drops. The shining rain. Such a demeanor is really rare, and it is hard to believe that such a demeanor appeared on Bai Fengjiu.
Zou Jiaqi was fascinated by the look, the monitor’s eyes flew everywhere, the cold air in his bones disappeared without a trace, only the warm spring breeze, the poems and books she read are now alive, breaking through the rigid body, cushioning her soul , Skinned and changed. It wasn't until Bai Fengjiu's eyes stopped on him for a moment that Zou Jiaqi lowered his head flushed.
　　 Bai Fengjiu shook his head and shook his head and groaned: "Lighting at the bottom of the well, Shen Zhuyi, Gonglang Changxingmo Go. The exquisite dice puts on the red bean, and I don't know if I can't believe it?"
　　 Zou Jiaqi trembles again, is this talking about me or Lu Zhengkang?
When Lu Zhengkang heard the poem, he also felt very agreeable, so he laughed happily. At this time, the kitchen door opened and Mr. Qi greeted the children to clean up the table. He arranged a homely dinner that was neither rich nor shabby. It was time for dinner. .
　　 After the meal, Bai Fengjiu picked up the satiated dog, sent the two male classmates out, and all the way back to the station.
　　 When the three came, Lu Zhengkang and Bai Fengjiu were silent, while Zou Jiaqi liked to talk. When the three went there, Lu Zhengkang and Bai Fengjiu had a very happy conversation, but Zou Jiaqi was extraordinarily controlled.
　　 When bidding farewell, Bai Fengjiu apologized to Lu Zhengkang, "The band's business really can't help you. It's not that I don't want to, but I can't. I'm really sorry."
　　 Lu Zhengkang suddenly received the email. While comforting the monitor, he took out his cell phone to check it.
The email is quite long~EbookFREE.me~ The sender is Su Xiangli. She said that she has found the band members, and there is a music teacher who will be responsible for the training of the band. There will be a music festival in the summer, so they can try Take part.
　　 "Oh roar, okay, the band has gone."
　　……
　　 Bai Fengjiu brought the dog to his mother's house.
　　 The woman asked her, "Are those two boys looking for you today, or your dad?"
　　 "Look for me, want me to be the band drummer."
　　 "Didn't agree?"
　　 "No." Bai Fengjiu was expressionless, and her mother was also expressionless.
"That's good, you are still studying at this stage. Go to the bedroom to take online classes, and I go to work. Have you fed Zongzong?" A woman's life pattern is contrary to that of her family. She goes out at night, and Lu Zhengkang sees She walked the dog thought it was a walk after a meal, but in fact it was an early exercise for women.
　　 "Hey." Zongzong is the Chihuahua.
　　 "Well, that's good, I have to return it to others in two days, don't be hungry." The woman packed her bag and went out.
　　 The door was closed, and the night was deeply wrapped around Bai Fengjiu. Only then did she realize that after chatting with her mother for so long, no one thought of turning on the lights.
　　
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