Chapter 24: No Moutai Moutai Milk

In the sunny spring of rapeseed flowers, the sturdy classmate Sindayi became allergic gorgeously, and then became a left-behind child at home.
"Eve classmate is allergic and rested at home?" Classmate Rousi asked Yanxi lightly, in an expressive tone of concern, but his eyes flashed with joy.
A Heng looked at Mary with some sympathy, she knew that the girl had already endured her limit.
Sindayi was an innocent child with one intestine to the end. A Heng knew this very long ago. However, it is a terrible thing to be too simple.
When someone hides behind the beauty of the Yan family, the face shyly peeks at the high-altitude beauties, from Dongfanghong to the sunset is infinitely good...
When someone snatched a few greasy ribs from Girl Wen’s lunchbox that was hidden by Yan Meiren, he put it into the beauty and beauty aloe broth of the girl with a slurred night...
When someone stopped playing online games with Yanbei, he began to watch the moon and sad autumn all night, and then floated to Miss Rousi on time the next day and moaned with tears: "Mary, did you think of school? Simon’s biscuits? Mary, are you panicking? If you are panicking Mary, tell me Eve, Eve, I will make you noodle soup..."
When the Rousi girl came home, there was always a wolf in black and a mask running towards an unknown object in the corner behind her...
When the Rousi girl pretends to be elegant, melancholy, coquettish, pretending to smile deeply, there is always a mentally disordered patient with a silly smile beside her...
When Miss Rousi stepped on her high heels and looked down at sentient beings, there was always a big bear-like dog that looked down at her sadly...
It's tolerable... what grandma can't bear!
"Then classmate Eve, shouldn't I be able to come to school for a while?" Mary looked at Yanxi tentatively, and the corners of her mouth were about to hang in the sky.
Yanxi's face twitched unconsciously: "He didn't say."
"Mary, are you thinking of me? Hehe."
The students all over the classroom were sweating.
I thought it could go away for a few days...
Everyone looked at the door reluctantly with eyes wide open. See, bear? The head is doubled in the steamer like a mixed-faced bun, and the eyes are swollen with only two slits left. The once rough and handsome face, only a black hair and the iconic grin, can still be seen vaguely. clear.
Although I don't want to admit it, this person is indeed Sindayi.
"Why are you here?" Yanxi was drinking water when she saw the boy spit out.
"Hey, I'm very boring at home, come back and see you guys. Hello, comrades, comrades have worked hard!" Xindayi waved his hand like a leader, and turned towards Mary, his small eyes tried hard to gather light and secretly sent Qiubo .
Mary shivered.
"Damn! Your pig's feet are swollen into sauced pig's feet, and you dare to sway here! Hurry up, get me home, don't let Lao Tzu smoke you!" Yan Xi's eyes widened. Take the book and throw it at the door frame.
Sindayi shrank his head and hid aside, looking at Yanxi in kindness: "Axi, I'll just say a word, just a word, and leave after speaking, okay?"
This tone is not like the tone of Sindari's usual men, it is really childish.
Yanxi waved her hand and rolled her eyes, feeling very weak in her heart.
Sindayi ran up to Mary's desk, rubbed her messy hair a little embarrassedly, squinted, raised her pig-headed head and looked at Mary cautiously, smirked and said, "I seem to miss you a little bit. , Chen Juan."
For the first time he chanted the girl's Chinese name cherished and importantly, and his swollen face turned red.
Mary was stunned. For a moment, she smiled faintly, reflecting the gorgeous silk scarf on the jade neck, blooming like roses, and politely nodded: "Thank you."
The tone is not tepid.
Sindayi scratched his hair and lowered his head.
"So what, Yanxi, Aheng, Mary, comrades, I'm leaving!" He smirked, his face swollen, and rushed out of the classroom like a gust of wind, still recklessly.
Aheng sighed, she clearly saw the red eyes of the teenager when she turned around.
Dayi, it should be true feelings.
After dinner, Aheng, Si Wan, and Yan Xi went to Xin's house to visit Dayi together.
When he arrived in the room upstairs, Sindayi was wearing his pajamas, humming and shaking his legs on the bed, beside him was the walkman, the classic violin repertoire.
Yanxi and Si Wan exchanged glances, the two of them snickered and tiptoed, taking advantage of Sindayi's self-intoxication, grabbed the corner of the bed, leaped forward, and put the boy into the quilt.
"Who? Who attacked Lao Tzu?!" The person in the quilt was struggling violently, his limbs kicking.
Aheng snickered.
"Ah, I heard Ah Heng laughed..." The young man in the quilt made a strange laugh, "Hey, Yanxi, Si Wan, you two be careful, I'm going out!"
As soon as the voice fell, Sindayi used brute force and opened the quilt with both hands. When I saw Si Wan and Yan Xi, he hooked one of his hands, smirked and hit the heads of the two teenagers with their brains.
Si Wan rubbed his head and smiled with the sun full of eyes: "I'm still so excited when I'm sick!"
Yanxi's slender index finger poked Xindayi's swollen face: "It used to be a biscuits, yes, now it's a pot shot!"
"It just happens to be making dumplings." Aheng chuckled.
"A Heng, I find that you are getting worse and worse recently! I'm sick, okay, unsympathetic little girl!" Sindayi burst into tears.
Aheng looked at it mildly, raised the lunch box in his hand with a smile, raised his hand, and smiled at Sindayi with eight teeth: "Dayi, I have cooked chicken soup, can I drink it?"
"I am allergic and not confinement, what chicken soup to drink!" Sindayi raised his head.
"With Sophora, detoxification." A Heng explained.
Sophora flavescens can cure acute allergies and detoxify. Before, when she was in Wushui, Abba taught her medicine.
"A Heng has been simmering for three hours, Yanxi and I haven't had a sip, you still pick..." Si smiled and looked at the young man in front of him sadly.
"Who picked it! I drink, hehe, I drink. Aheng cooks rice and I don't worry." Sindayi scratched his hair, sat at the table holding the lunch box, and took a spoon to drink.
"What did the doctor say?" Yanxi asked.
"Pollen allergy!" Sindayi replied neatly, buried his head, and drank soup.
Yanxi rolled her eyes, sneered, and looked around the room for a long time. Finally, she dragged out a box of things from the hidden corner of the bedside table. Sindayi sweated and wanted to rush over, but it was too late—Yanxi opened the box. .
Bags of milk. It was originally a full box, but now there is only a small half box left.
"What do you say?" Yanxi threw the box in front of Xin Dayi, in a cool tone.
Sindayi was sweating coldly: "Well, it's often said on TV that you can grow up with milk."
"Dayi, I remember that you were allergic to milk. When you were a child, you drank it once and stayed in the hospital. Why, it hasn't been cured yet?" Si Wan's face became ugly.
Since she was a child, Yanxi liked to drink milk as water for nothing. Sindayi looked at her greedy, knowing that she was allergic to drinking, but she wanted to drink it instead. He hid in a corner alone and drank secretly. As a result, he vomited and diarrhea, his whole body became red and hot, and he cried in the hospital. When he got better, Yanxi beat him severely, and then never drank milk in front of him.
"I was fine when I started drinking. Who knows that this milk has a problem with Moutai, and it has a great stamina to drink..." Xin Dayi had a guilty heart, and his voice was octaves low.
"Oh, according to your opinion, I will buy a Moutai bottle and pour milk into it now. Within a year, this young man will be able to taste the taste of being a master." Yan Xipi smiled.
"Hey, you know that your dead child didn't tell the truth. You have never been allergic to pollen. Why are you allergic this year? I can't find a better reason to be a liar, when this young man is like you ?"
Sindayi was right, bowed his head and said nothing.
"Dayi, what on earth do you think?" Aheng felt that he could not detect the structure of this young boy's head.
"Nothing." Sindayi's voice was dry.
"I just want to grow taller and worthy of the master girl, right?" Yan Xi was not angry.
Xin blushed.
"Dayi, are you still thinking about the matter with Chen Juan?" Si Wan was a little surprised.
He thought that Dayi would also see the pretty girl, and for two days, the freshness passed. However, he never expected that Dayi admitted the truth.
Yanxi twitched the corners of her mouth, and looked at Si Wan weakly: "Si Wan, aren't you familiar with Chen Juan, please help your aunt to talk about it. This kid is thinking about unsatisfactory ideas all day, watching Upset."
Thinking Wan seemed to have eaten a fly, for a long while, his pretty face stiffened and said, "I will try."
Sindayi took reassurance pills, and within two days, he headed back to school vigorously.
The preliminary round of the High School Basketball League in City B is about to begin. Both Siwan and Sindayi belong to the school team. They spend the whole day on the basketball court and stay in school late. Yanxi was impatient to wait for the two of them, and went home with Ah Heng every day.
Once, I was almost home, and it happened that Xi had forgotten the paint he had just bought in the classroom, so he asked Aheng to go home first, and he went back to school.
A Heng ate dinner at home, took a shower, watched Dali'er TV with his mother and grandpa, but Si Wan has not yet returned.
Mother Wen looked up at the wall clock: "It's half past eight, Si Wan is still playing basketball at school?"
"Recently, the training is very tight and the competition is coming soon." A Heng explained to his mother, in fact, he has no bottom in his heart.
"Oh, as long as it's not running around." Mother Wen nodded, looked back at her father-in-law, smiled and said, "Dad, don't wait, go to sleep first, reading glasses have slipped on your nose."
Old Wen was indeed tired, and nodded.
Old Wen suffered a leg injury on the battlefield in Vietnam before. A Heng was afraid that the old man would sit for a long time and his feet would become numb. He stood up with the old man and helped his grandfather back to the bedroom.
"Mom, you have to rest too, I'll wait for a smile." A Heng brought the old man to soak his feet before returning to the living room.
"I'm not sleepy." Mother Wen smiled and shook her head.
"Mom, you play the piano and you are tired. I will give it to you and rub it." A Heng looked at his mother with some anxiety.
Mother Wen was stunned and nodded.
A Heng's massage skills are top-notch. Having been ill in bed for many years, Aheng massaged his legs and feet every day. In this way, over the years, the weight of the hand is extremely well grasped.
Mother Wen felt comfortable on her shoulders, and soon dozed off. When she woke up, her daughter was looking at her with a smile.
"I always get sleepy when I get older." Mother Wen smiled and patted her daughter's hand.
Sier used to like to massage her, but her little hands were always scratching and scratching. She couldn't press the right place, and she still loved to coax her: "My mother is the best and most beautiful mother in the world. Mom, You see that I am so filial, I love me more than my brother!"
Every time, she was amused by Er Er.
Mother Wen remembered the past, with a smile on her lips.
"Mom, wait for me to make money, buy a massage chair for you." A Heng gently shook his mother's hand and spoke quietly, his face a little red.
She still smiled, accepted her daughter's kindness calmly, gently rubbed the child's cheek, and said seriously: "Okay, mom waits."
Still happy and moved.
She thought she was indeed old. Only the elderly will be so greedy to draw the warmth of their children; only the elderly will greedily want all their children to accept their children.
Is there really no law of both in this world?
She thought for a long time, but until she fell asleep, she didn't think about a proper way to not hurt anyone.
Everyone in the Wen family fell asleep except A Heng, and Si Wan had not returned.
When she was sitting in the living room about to crash her head, there was rustling movement in the hallway.
A Heng stood up, but saw Si Wan who probed his head and looked towards the living room.
"Mom, grandpa, I'm asleep, it's okay." Aheng was funny.
Si Wan breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the living room.
A Heng was startled, the boy's shirt was torn and his mouth was bruised.
"A Heng, don't tell anyone about my injury today, you know?" Si Wan looked serious.
A Heng nodded, and asked him slowly, "Who did it?"
Si Wan hesitated for a moment, saw A Heng's clear eyes, opened his mouth lightly, with embarrassment: "...Axi."
On the second day, Aheng opened his mouth and hesitated several times when he saw Yanxi, but still did not ask.
Yanxi kept her face gloomy, and at noon, she threw a sentence: "Chen Juan, do you have a boyfriend?"
Chen Juan was startled and shook his head.
Yan Xi raised her eyebrows: "What do you think of me, do you deserve it?"
Sindayi and Aheng were stupid at the same time.
Chen Juan: "Yanxi, are you kidding me?"
Yan Xi glanced at her lightly: "I never make jokes about this kind of thing."
Chen Juan lifted his phoenix eyes, his brows were as cold as roses: "Yanxi, are you confident that I will promise you?"
The corners of Yanxi's lips were soft and her eyes were light, she shrugged: "What do you mean?"
Chen Juan laughed lowly: "Well, I don't care."
Sindayi was stunned for two seconds, and in the third second Sa Yazi rushed out of the classroom.
Aheng also rushed out and followed Xindayi.
"You go back, don't follow me!" Xindayi yelled at Aheng as he ran.
"I don't!" A Heng also shouted at the boy.
"Wen Heng, I know that you hate me for bullying you before, so you just wait to see Lao Tzu's jokes. Now that you see it, you're so happy!" Xin Dayi blushed and said nothing.
"Just happy!" A Heng gritted his teeth and Sa Yazi ran towards the boy.
"I hate you! Why are you chasing Err away and pretending to be a good person, so that everyone will face you?!" Xin Dayi rubbed his eyes, but tears fell.
"I don't like you either! Too bad, too bad!" A Heng also blushed.
"Why are you running so fast! Are you in a hurry to reincarnate?" Sindayi watched A Heng hit him, crying and cursing.
"You are not a man, why cry!"
"The person you like is robbed by your closest brother, don't you cry?"
"I have no brother!"
"Fuck! You are...your brother, Yanxi, Laozi...dead!"
"You, you hate me..."
"No matter how unpleasant it is, brother!"
Aheng sniffed, and finally ran to Sindayi's side.
"Have you...have you ever practiced...marathon..." Sindayi ran out of breath, and finally, his legs weakened and he collapsed on the grass of the football field, gasping for breath.
A Heng blushed and said nothing. She remembered the time when she was chased all over the town by Father Yun, and the kung fu on her legs was developed in this way.
"Why don't you...not speak?" The sweat from Sindayi's forehead dripped onto his neck.
"Sindayi, don't cry, will you succeed?"
"Who...who cried?" The boy sniffed, feeling that he could not be more normal. But there was a liquid on his face that blurred the eye sockets, and then blurred again.
"Here you..." Aheng handed the handkerchief to the boy.
Sindayi fiercely dried his eyes with a handkerchief, but he smelled a strange smell and found it was coming from the handkerchief.
"What's the smell?"
"Ah, braised pork rice, yesterday, rolled over on it..."
"Is it the braised pork rice that will pick up smelly socks, smelly shoes, garbage, and tatters?!..."
Oh, it should be it.
Aheng nodded to Da Yi's desperate gaze.
"Wen Heng, I killed you!"