Chapter 104: Are you laughing, my treasures?

A Heng is planning to spend three hundred euros a month. Is it two ribs a day, one ribs a day, or no ribs?
If there are two meals, the new clothes are gone, there are no snacks, and the coffee is gone; if one meal, the new clothes are gone; if you don’t eat, Yanxi is gone and starved to death.
She gritted her teeth in her notebook, catching everything and smashing the shadow behind her: "You prodigal, even if the credit card is frozen, just point out that Ferrari can sell money. As a result, even Ferrari would dare to crash me. !"
Thinking of the day when the two of them stared with small eyes, A Heng was looking forward to asking about Xicha. After holding back for a long time, he said: "Ah, money is something outside of the body. The point is, I'm here. A Heng, look. Look at me, me, me, your favorite Yanxi."
"Bah, who loves you the most. Stop talking nonsense, where's the car?"
"Large garbage disposal station, I crashed."
Aheng vomited blood and pinched his ears: "What's the use for you!"
Yan Xi bent her eyes: "I look good."
A Heng looked at Yan Xi's haggard and even ugly face, with a little sour in his eyes, so he looked at the pork ribs soup that was slurping in the corner of the cabin.
Turning his eyes, his eyebrows were gentle, showing neat white teeth, he patted his cheek lightly, and smiled slightly: "Yes, he looks really good."
Yanxi's right thigh is fractured and there is a fixed steel needle inside. He has been practicing walking, spending a lot of time, but the speed is extremely slow.
When Yanxi came, Dayi and Sun Peng had originally prepared money. However, Yanxi has always been very principled. Even if he eats soft rice, he will never eat any soft rice other than Aheng's feeding, so he categorically declined.
When Aheng heard about it, he wanted to strangle him even more.
She said: "I go to work, wander around in the morning, and practice walking at home in the afternoon. I called the landlord's wife on time at four o'clock. If you dare to be lazy, you are not allowed to eat at night!"
Yanxi "Oh", immersed himself in drinking pork rib soup, crying and missed.
Aheng pushing his bicycle and wearing a white coat, waved at him in the fog.
He bent his eyes through the window and said goodbye, like the farewell scene when he went to Vienna many years ago.
It's just that Aheng has lost the youthful and stupidity of the year, and Yanxi has also lost the bright and brilliant of the year.
However, the eyes of each other in their eyes have never been as touching as this moment.
A Heng was holding the test tube in his gloves, adding some polished SMZC as he had done countless times in school.
Edward suddenly opened the glass door of the laboratory and strode forward, threw a paper in front of Ah Heng, sneered incredulously: "Winnie, do you still want to publish such a paper?"
Ah Heng was stunned. This was the paper she had just handed in. If she got approval from Edward, she could publish it on her own.
This manuscript has been prepared for about two to three months, and it has been electronically circulated to Mr. Li in advance. There is no problem with grammar. As for the content, Mr. Li only said one sentence after reading it: "The baby bird finally left the nest, that's good."
She picked up the manuscript and frowned: "Edward, is there something wrong?"
Edward put his hands in the pockets of the lab coat, glanced at the progress of her experiment, suppressed his anger, and said, "You follow me to the office."
A Heng doesn't like Edward's office. There are often many women's perfumes there. She has rhinitis in the first place, and she has allergies every time. So she put the test tube on the test tube holder, smiled and said, "Just say it here."
Edward squinted, his eyes long and narrow, and his golden hair stood out in the shadows of the laboratory. "Winnie, do you have any opinion on my Office?"
A Heng smiled, without taking off the medical mask, and went directly to the office with him.
As soon as Aheng stepped in, the smell of perfume came out. This time it should be Guerlain from Dr. Anna in the ENT laboratory next door.
Damn, even masks are useless.
She sneezed and said, "Say it, Edward."
Edward curled his chest and looked at her with raised eyebrows. After a while, when she saw her sneezing more than just opened the window, took a glass of water and handed it to her, opened her mouth: "Winnie, you predicted all the steps of my experiment in the paper, and you made a rash assertion, saying that in the end, I, together with Damn you, the experiment will fail, right?"
A Heng took a sip of water and said, "Yes, I have written every step clearly."
Edward sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Woman, do you know how many Euros our experimental group invested this time?"
Aheng shook his head and said slowly: "I don't know, but this is the conclusion I got from a recent experiment. I only know, Edward, you are wasting everyone's time to do something that will fall into Goldbach's conjecture. ."
Edward's eyes were dark, staring at her for a long time before spitting out a few words: "80 million."
A Heng said slowly: "So, it's not too late to let go and declare other projects."
Edward gritted his teeth: "What you deny is the subject that I have studied for three years. Don't you think I am ridiculous based on your months of experimentation?"
Aheng took off the mask by his ear and smiled faintly: "If my thesis is correct, the next step, three days later, the vicious reaction of the experiment will appear, we might as well take a look."
Edward looked at her for a long time, his eyes sharp, but he didn't speak.
When Ah Heng returned home, Yanxi was painting in the narrow alley in front of the house. Yisu squatted beside him, looking at the drawing paper intently with big eyes. Two people, one Chinese and the other French, speak with the same duck, but they are very harmonious.
Seeing her, Ys cheered and ran to her side. He drew and said, "Winnie, the thief is a very magical person. He can paint Sherlock Holmes."
Yisu loves to call out the thief, he thinks thief is a cool profession.
Yanxi smiled, her eyelashes were golden in the sunset, and she held up the drawing paper with her hands high. It was Sherlock Holmes who was vividly wearing a trench coat and smoking a pipe.
A Heng pushed the car closer, and smiled: "It's really like it."
Then, she stretched out her hand and gently pulled Yanxi up from the stool, and said, "Did you have dinner on time today? I ask Yisu's mother to give you hot rib soup."
Yanxi nodded: "Aheng, you put too much pepper and pepper, it choked to death."
A Heng frowned, "I'm talking nonsense again, I didn't put anything in the clear soup except salt and ingredients!"
Yanxi gently stroked her eyebrows with her thin hand, his fingertips were slightly cold, and said, "Who did you follow to frown your eyebrows, it's ugly."
Yisu understood Yanxi's gesture and nodded seriously.
A Heng smiled helplessly and stretched his eyebrows: "You are so annoying, so annoying."
Speaking in French and Chinese in turn, Yisu and Yanxi both smiled, their teeth white, like two children.
In order to save rent, Aheng asked Yanxi to withdraw the rent and live with herself. Yanxi had a problem when she slept before: love to kick the quilt, love to wrap the quilt, love to twist the quilt, and never stop twisting herself and being twisted.
Aheng feared that his legs would catch a cold, and slept with him at night.
Yanxi is shy and embarrassed: "I usually sleep naked."
Aheng cough: "Then from today, learn to wear pajamas!"
He was still honest before twelve, because he was not asleep.
After zero o'clock, good fellow, it's terrible. He was obviously half a disabled person, and his legs dared to be so arrogant. They all pressed on A Heng and got kicked by the way.
Aheng was speechless, and lightly moved to help him put it down, and within three seconds, he stilted up again.
After repeating it countless times, A Heng became angry and put the two beds on Yanxi's body, then turned on the lamp and wrote the paper.
At two o'clock in the morning, Yanxi was awakened by urine. Drinking too much milk before going to bed, fresh milk, no chocolate flavor, Yanxi is so depressed, but under the strong pressure of Aheng's eyes, there is no sip left.
He found that the lamp was on, Aheng was asleep with his chin in his hand, tilted his head.
Yanxi rubbed her eyes, moved her left leg to the desk with her hand, and pushed Aheng.
A Heng slumped on the desk with his long hair spread and his mouth slightly open.
Yanxi smiled, why did you sleep like this?
His legs and feet can't carry A Heng's weight, picking A Heng is probably something healthy Yanxi can accomplish.
Yanxi moved another stool and sat beside Aheng, smiling and holding up the paintbrush.
When Ah Heng woke up, the first thing he saw was the enlarged face of Yanxi. Yanxi was lying on the table, drooling.
Poke, poke, hey, wake up.
Yanxi shrinks her head, smiling at the corners of her lips, not knowing what she is dreaming of.
A Heng blushes, oops, so cute.
She turned around and went out to collect water and wash.
The fat landlady took Yisu to do morning exercises in the yard. When she saw A Heng, her mouth opened into an "O" shape, and then she laughed.
"Winnie, did you think it? Good job!"
"Winnie, are you Chinese alphabets? Really handsome!"
A Heng was stunned and said, "What's wrong?" Looking down at the clear water in the basin, his face began to turn blue after three seconds. In the rippling reflection in the water, Aheng’s lips were written by Yanxi with a thick charcoal pen, clearly proud.
hope.
It's hopeful.
He printed his name on her lips.
A Heng couldn't laugh or cry, frustrated, and his palm was in the water and wanted to wash it off.
She stretched out her hand and reluctantly. After a long while she raised her head, smirking embarrassedly: "Lady, do you know where the nearest place sells masks? My medical mask is in the laboratory..."
Then, a silly girl wore a mask for three days.
When a colleague asked her what was going on, she said: "I have a cold, cough cough, ah, I blame Edward, the office is smoked, cough cough."
Colleagues are very sympathetic. Edward gritted his teeth and added his name: "Wen Heng, you have not washed your face for a few days. Our laboratory is a sterile laboratory. Get out and wash my face!"
A Heng thought, my man finally gave me something, why is it so cruel? Bad guy, Edward bullied Asian children, cursing you not to lift...
Yanxi got a job in the church to help them paint murals, and the community officials helped him find Yisu's mother at the request of his mother.
Work requires standing for a long time. Considering his legs, Aheng was unwilling to let him go. Yisu volunteered to supervise the thief and let him rest on time.
Yanxi pitifully wiped her tears: "Other people's families are men who raise their own women. My masculinity is Aheng."
A Heng: "You can pull it down, just you. Has that kind of thing ever existed? When I didn't act like a baby in front of me!"
Later, I thought about it seriously, did the men really care about this, so he let it go, and told Yisu to follow, and let him take a walk.
After Yanxi went to paint the mural, he was much happier. He was able to buy Yisu and Aheng a honey bean cake for two euros per hour. It was too sweet, but Aheng liked it very much.
Yisu seemed unhappy, and always pursed her little mouth angrily: "Big thief, I don't like this, I like bananas, I like bananas!"
Yanxi brushed the little guy's beard twice with a brush, smiled and said to him in crappy, freshly learned French: "Wages."
If he paints well, he will receive a large sum of money in the end, tapped from the money that the gentlemen donated to the church.
Speaking of Yanxi’s French, Aheng listened to Ma Sanli's cross talk, and often laughed to death in bed. It was worse than when she was studying Beijing movies. The subject and the word were not distinguished, and the grammar was inverted. Into "spare ribs to eat, me".
She taught him to say hello to people, how are you?
Yanxi often took off his earplugs before going to bed. He could not hear outside sounds. He was wearing a spacious blue pajamas (A Heng made it for him in the market, which is more economical). He sat cross-legged on the bed and only saw A Heng’s lips. shape.
"Well, how are you?"
A Heng Black Line, why is this stupid? Squeezing Yanxi's face-a little bit of baby fat she brought back after exhausting her thoughts, and said: "Is it you?"
"Well, are you?"
"Wrong, how are you?"
"Wrong, okay you?"
"You pig!"
"Pig, you."
A Heng ran in tears, using Chinese: "Let's go, I don't want you anymore, tomorrow I will throw you into the garbage bin, foreign garbage."
"What is foreign garbage?"
"It's just useless things imported from foreign countries."
"What are you talking about? I'm deaf and can't hear me."
Aheng: "Bah, only now do I say that I am deaf. I usually tell the landlord's wife something bad about you, and I can stare at me while watching cartoons with Yisu."
"can not hear."
Helpless, Ah Heng gently held his hand on his throat, paused every word, and said in French: "Are you... okay...?"
Yanxi's hands were cold. He felt the warmth trembling gently, gulping, and swallowing saliva. He looked at the sky and said, "A Heng, I want to kiss you."
A Heng bit on the bed sheet and ran away: "How are you? How are you... Wait... You just said... What do you think?"
Yanxi's eyes were bent, and she kissed her brows, eyes, cheeks, and corners of her lips lightly. Finally, she moved to her lips, lingering, and said, "I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, dear."