Chapter 85: Liang Zi got a big hair!

Chapter 85: Liang Zi's big hair!
Father Liu coughed, "Well, let's have dinner!"
Liu Da and the women depended on their meals, and Liu Er, who was left alone, ran into Qian Wanjin and abducted himself. "Don't yell at dinner. As Xiu's psychological trauma, let us be tolerant."
"..." These people are hopeless.
Opposite, Asiu looked at the chopsticks that were tucked into his hands, and his eyes were doubtful again.
After a short while, throw down the chopsticks, grab a ball of rice with your hand and stuff it directly into your mouth, then grab a small handful and feed it to Liu Yusheng's mouth.
A table was stunned, especially Qian Wanjin, who almost did not spray out the food in his mouth.
After being shocked, he laughed wildly, "Hahaha, won't he? I won't even use chopsticks when I go back for a while, but I just grab and eat directly with your hands. Are you dirty or stinky? Whoops! "
It was only soon that he discovered that except for him, everybody else had red eyes, a faint tendency to tear immediately, and his face was sore and distressed.
Qian Wanjin only felt a fever in his ears. By contrast, he just smiled like that ... it was like a fool.
Touching his nose, he shut up shut.
It has long been known that this family thinks differently than ordinary people, but he has made ugliness.
It's a blessing to have met the Liu family.
No one can disapprove of the current Asho, except for the Liu family. Switching to the second one would be frightened even if I didn't hate it. I couldn't be so calm and didn't do anything.
Rao is Qian Wanjin's awkward personality and has to admit that he is jealous of this kid.
Liu Yusheng ate the rice that Asiu fed him, without disappointment, smiled, and then held Asho's hand, took out the handkerchief to help him wipe his fingers carefully, and then took the clean chopsticks again and put In his hand, "Brother Ashu, although it is more convenient to eat directly with your hands, but it is not clean. We must learn to eat with chopsticks, okay? You see, everyone uses chopsticks. Brother Ashu is smart, as long as he can learn learn."
Then, picking up his chopsticks with the other hand, he demonstrated several movements of picking vegetables, and guided Asiu to follow along.
Juvenile black eyes flashed with confusion and faint curiosity.
Try to direct your fingers to open and close the dishes, and pick up the dishes on the table, put them in Liu Yusheng's bowl, and then place them again. After a few times, the movement was already very proficient.
So a little excitement crawled in the eyes of the teenager, and the direct result was that the vegetables in Liu Yusheng's bowl were piled up sharply.
"Brother Axiu is great. You learned it so soon. Then, how about trying to eat food for yourself?" Axiu is now like a newborn baby, the world is like a blank piece of paper, and everything is needed. Make the right boot.
So the family's dining table became Liu Yusheng and Asiu's teaching place for a while. The two were having a good time, and there was a family from time to time to intervene and say a few words, which was strangely warm.
Qian Wanjin snorted softly, raised a fat chicken leg, and lifted up to Asiu. "Learning to use chopsticks can take so long. Boy, come here, and I will let you see what it means. Look good! "
Flowers fell, fingers flipped, and chopsticks danced dazzlingly.
In a moment, a clean chicken bone stick was completely removed and thrown on the table. The rest of the bowl was chicken leg meat. "See, I'm called a master with chopsticks. As for you To the extent that three-year-olds can play better than you! "
Seeing the boy staring at him intently, Qian Wanjin felt relieved, finally raised his eyebrows and exhaled, and compared the boy.
The opposite boy blinked a few times, looking on the vegetable plate, and quickly found a chicken leg that was just as fat, clipped it, and flipped his fingers.
At a faster speed than Qian Wanjin, he picked out the complete chicken leg bones. With Qian Wanjin's stunned, the chicken bone was thrown gently, just hitting the side of the bone just thrown by Qian Wanjin.
Gravity pressed against each other, the chicken bone bounced, and it was hitting Qian Wanjin's face, and then clicked and fell to the ground.
"..."
"Hahaha!" There was a laugh on the table, dispelling the hidden heavyness in the air.
"Well! Grandma, look at me! This stinky boy bullied me! He smashed me with chicken bones, which is so outrageous! I don't want to eat at a table with him!" Qian Wanjinjun flushed and became angry.
His uncle! A chicken bone hitting his face is even more shameful than a direct punch!
Still a human, this dead boy? How could he learn so fast! Fuck! Can't stand it!
"Ouch, it hurts our little gold, does it hurt? Quickly wipe the oil stains on your face, get angry, and Ashiu is playing with you." Lao Liu laughed with tears. , Grandma will give you vegetables, let's eat more! "
"..." Still mad, not upset.
"Give you a chicken drumstick again." In fact, it is chicken root wings, which are commonly called chicken drumsticks in the countryside.
"I want two!" No one for that stinky boy!
"Okay, everything is for you, don't be angry."
Looking at the addition of two chicken drumsticks in the bowl, coupled with the tone of Grandma Liu's petting, Qian Wanjin reluctantly smoothed. After looking at Asiu, he immersed himself in eating vegetables, and for the time being he did not care about him. When he found an opportunity later, he had to return this revenge!
You guys, this beam is so big!
It was dark after dinner. Mrs. Liu almost non-stop and took out a clean quilt, laying on the bed where Liu Zhiqiu usually slept.
"The quilt and quilt are all washed. I took it out during the day and smelt it. You will live here later. The brothers Zhizhi Zhiqiu now go to town to study, and they rarely come back when they return. Just let the brothers squeeze a bed. "
Asiu hugged Liu Yusheng and stood behind his wife, listening to the lingering thoughts in her mouth, sometimes frowning and bewildering, without showing an impatient expression.
A peculiar feeling overflowed from the bottom of my heart, and that feeling was the same as the little baby in his arms brought him.
Warm and comfortable.
After laying the bed, Mrs. Liu turned around and tried to touch Asou's head, touched his alert eyes, and slowly put his hands down. "Good boy, sleep well at night, the family is safe, the family is all there, No one can hurt Asho. "
At this point, the teenager seemed incomprehensible, his eyes were dark and calm, and he did not respond.
With a sigh, Mrs. Liu looked at Liu Yusheng, "Well, Brother Xiu will take care of you this time."
"I know, grandma." Liu Yusheng nodded.
Everyone in the family could see that, apart from what she said, no matter what other people said, Ashiu would not respond. He unconsciously blocked the rest of the family from the world.
As for the chicken bone episode with Qian Wanjin on the dining table, Liu Yusheng felt that it was an accident ...
(End of this chapter)