Chapter 77:

Because Gu Miao is here, this birthday has become serious since the afternoon. Jiang Yan sat in the shop and explained to Gu Miao solemnly that this birthday: "I and your brother, have a birthday today."
Gu Miao looked at Jiang Yan intently because she was in a good mood, but she didn't understand it.
"My birthday is today, and your brother, there is still another month, but we save time and money," Jiang Yan continued to explain. "Just together, understand? You just nod when you understand."
Gu Miao looked at him without nodding his head. After a while he suddenly waved at him, turned around with a skateboard and ran out. Gu Fei knocked on the cashier table: "Gu Miao!"
Gu Miao paused and stopped, but his face was still rushing outside the door without turning back.
"Eat first," Gu Fei went to her, squatted in front of her, and looked at her. "After eating, rest for half an hour before going to play, okay?"
Gu Miao looked at him for a while and nodded.
"She nodded," Jiang Yan looked at. "So she didn't understand what I said just now?"
"Well, she doesn't understand," Gu Fei smiled. "Generally, she always does all these things, and she can understand, like you just said, it takes at least an hour and a half to explain, and she must be patient. She has to live with her, and she will be lost in a few minutes under normal circumstances. "
"Where can I find it useful today?" Jiang Yan asked.
"It's a bit of a role. I've seen a similar kid in the hospital before, and now I'm getting better." Gu Fei said.
"How long did it take?" Jiang Yan asked again.
"Seven years." Gu Fei glanced at him, Xueba is Xueba. Seeing the problem is still very important. The key now is time.
Gu Miao's situation is not particularly serious. Although she can't control her emotions well, can't perceive and understand the emotions of others well, she is also aggressive, but as long as she has patience and the right method, she can do simple communication with people. And rarely hurt.
But if you want to further improve, it will take a long time, and Gu Fei is afraid to think about it.
Jiang Yan opened his mouth and said nothing.
"Call takeaway?" Gu Fei changed the subject and pulled out his cell phone. "Order a few dishes and come back to eat? Do you have anything to eat?"
"Okay," Jiang Yan said, "chicken, duck and fish are fine. I just want to eat meat, ah, big pork belly."
"Let ’s see, if we do n’t ask someone to bring some barbecue directly, we can use a frying pan ..." Gu Fei pulled the chair over and sat down because he didn't pay attention to the words and sat down firmly At the moment, the discomfort from a certain part made him very much want to sing a song, and the opening must be the standard sound, "Come, roast, meat."
He gritted his teeth and finished the words smoothly.
"Yes," Jiang Yan snapped his fingers happily when he heard it, and walked over to the shelf. "Gu Miao, come, let's find if there is barbecue sauce? You know a lot of words, you mean Show me? "
"Yes, it's ... over there." Gu Fei leaned to the side and supported the desk of the cash register with his arms in order to reduce the pressure on the buttocks.
Jiang Yan asked him before, was he comfortable?
It ’s not very comfortable, although it ca n’t be said how much pain, but in short it just does n’t fit. He really wanted to ask back about Jiang Yan ’s question. As a school fighter, you read so much information. Feeling comfortable afterwards? Not to mention that the boyfriend tried his best to write a yellow note shamelessly and did not follow the procedure above.
But in the end, he still didn't say that he didn't want to let Jiang Yan have psychological pressure. After all, everyone was innocent. This kind of thing is to follow the instinct.
When the ingredients for the barbecue were delivered, Jiang Yan and Gu Miao picked all kinds of sauces from the shelves and opened the words on the table.
"Now we scoop out the sauce and put it in plates and bowls, okay?" Jiang Yan took a few bowls and small plates and pulled Gu Miao to the table.
Gu Fei was watching while playing with his mobile phone. In the afternoon, the teacher took Gu Miao to make a small game of similar content. Jiang Yan had been standing outside the window, only half of his face was revealed, but I remembered it quite clearly.
Gu Miao took a spoon and began to pour sauce into the bowl and plate, looking very serious.
But after simmering three kinds of sauce, she started to be impatient, because the oil in the sauce would drip on the table, and the sauce on the spoon would not be cleaned.
"Change another spoon, do you like it ..." Jiang Yan was thinking of getting up and picking up another spoon. Gu Miao had already thrown the spoon in the ground. He just picked it up, and Gu Miao lifted a plate to the ground, and then Facing the table in a daze, Jiang Yan sighed after staring at her. "I'm so angry."
Gu Fei hooked his mouth, but he did not smile. Gu Miao's behaviors were already used to him, they were not common, but he never broke them. He faced them like an occasional small child facing someone ’s child. Tempered as usual.
"Gu Ermiao, I'll tell you," Jiang Yan picked up the plate, took the paper a little bit and cleaned the sauce on the ground. "I just look at you looking beautiful, so ugly, I'll knock you out of the door now went."
"Do you think I'm handsome?" Jiang Yan threw the paper into the trash can, and then came to Gu Miao's eyes, "Huh?"
Gu Miao looked at him, stared at it for almost ten seconds, then nodded.
Jiang Yan was excited and turned his head proudly: "Have you heard? Your sister said I was handsome."
"It was handsome." Gu Fei said.
When Jiang Yan turned her head to look at Gu Miao again, she reached out and held Jiang Yan's face, then grabbed his ears and pulled him forward, and kissed him on the forehead.
"Ah?" Jiang Yan stopped, and he looked back at Gu Fei suddenly for a long time, "Did you see?"
"Seeing it." Gu Fei was also a bit surprised. Gu Miao rarely expressed her likes and dislikes properly. She liked Li Yan very much and always kept her face cold, but would allow Li Yan to play her favorite toy. Favorite expression is like never before.
"Thank you Ermiao." Jiang Yan smiled back at Gu Miao, and Gu Fei stood up when she wanted to kiss her forehead.
"Brother," Gu Fei stopped him, "Don't kiss her."
"Huh?" Jiang froze, but seemed to react quickly, "Oh, I see."
"Er Miao," Gu Fei squatted in front of Gu Miao, her fingers shaking in front of her eyes, "look at me."
Gu Miao looked at him.
"You ca n’t kiss a boy, you ca n’t ask a boy to kiss you," Gu Fei said, "You have n’t kissed your brother since you were 6 years old, right? Because you have grown up, you ca n’t kiss . "
Gu Miao looked at him intently.
"I told you, do you remember?" Gu Fei said.
Gu Miao nodded.
"A different way, okay?" Gu Fei said.
Gu Miao turned her head and stared at Jiang Yan for a long time, seeming to be thinking. At last, she reached out her hand, punched Jiang Yan with a ring finger and then raised her thumb.
"Ah!" Jiang Yan quickly slammed her thumb and raised her thumb. "You are the most handsome."
Gu Miao smiled, and then continued to look at the sauce on the table.
"Take it for her. That's all for her patience and concentration." Gu Fei said.
"Um." Jiang Yan scooped out the remaining two sauces, and Gu Miao looked quite seriously.
"It's ready," Gu Fei took the stove and pan and put it on the table. "Would you like to bring the cake?"
"No, don't take it first," Jiang Yan insisted on not looking at the cake. "After we finish eating, it will be dark before we take it out. This cake has to fit the atmosphere. After all, I grew up eating a man for the first time ... … I want to surprise myself with the cake I made at the same table. "
"Men's table," Gu Fei said, "Is there a table for you?"
"Don't force me." Jiang Yan stared at him.
Gu Fei laughed, turned on the induction cooker, and brushed the pan with a little oil: "Begin the barbeque table."
Before Jiang Yan had started, Gu Miao had quickly picked up a piece of meat and put it into the pot, stirring it anxiously with chopsticks.
"A little girl," Jiang Yan sighed, and put a piece of meat in it to stir with her. "What if the meat becomes so fat and I get fat in the future?"
"It's okay, there is a lot of exercise," Gu Fei said. "If you don't control her, you can skate outside all day."
"Her skateboard," Jiang Yan said, "I watched it today. I have to change the wheels. They are all bald."
"Well," Gu Fei nodded. "You have to change while she's asleep, so she'll get angry when she sees it."
"Will she check the wheels?" Jiang Yan asked.
"She usually stares at the board, and the board is okay if it doesn't change." Gu Fei stretched his chopsticks and turned the piece of meat that Gu Miao stabbed.
Eating in this way is actually more comfortable than eating out. You can eat as much as you want.
But occasionally, there are things that are not so comfortable, such as when someone enters the store to buy things halfway through the meal.
"Eating?" Aunt Lu, who lived upstairs, said hello to Gu Fei when she came in. She stunned when she saw Jiang Yan, "Is this ... Jiang Yan? Old Li's ..."
Jiang Yan glanced back at her without speaking.
Aunt Lu just wanted to speak again, and Gu Fei interrupted her: "Lou Yier, did you buy oil?"
"Yes, buy oil," Aunt Lu nodded, and glanced at Jiang Yan again. "Hey you ..."
"I'll give it to you," Gu Fei stood up, sipped the bottle of oil over the shelf, "was this soybean oil you bought last time?"
"Yes," said Aunt Lu, "Dafei, you have such a good memory."
"I almost always remember when I always come," Gu Fei went to the cashier and stood behind her. After asking for the price, she waited for her to pay, "Was it cooking?"
"Yes," Aunt Lu handed the money to him. "I found that the oil had been forgotten when the pot was set aside."
Gu Fei quickly found her zero and handed the oil to her: "Hurry up, your grandson should be hungry."
"It's already happening," Aunt Lu was so anxious by his series of areas, she ran out with oil, "a terrible thing!"
When Gu Fei sat back at the table again, he heard Jiang Yan sigh gently.
"At least one year of discussion, there is no end to the face behind him," he put a piece of cooked meat into Jiang Yan's bowl. "If you are upset, you can go back in person."
"Well," Jiang Yan smiled, "would he add more materials?"
"Absolutely," Gu Fei said. "In such days, I do n’t give myself a show or feed others. I ’m so alive. Would you like me to help you find out what ’s going on?"
"Don't," Jiang said, "I can guess, I couldn't imagine it before, and I have experience now."
"Think of it as an experience," Gu Fei said. "A person will always have a lot of experience in living his life. Various experiences are proof of your life."
"Writing poetry again," Jiang Yan laughed, "then you can be considered proof of my life?"
"I'm the certificate you like," Gu Feigou said, "the certificate I've done."
"I fuck!" Jiang Yan quickly glanced at Gu Miao.
But compared to Gu Fei's words, obviously his "I fuck" made Gu Miao understand better. Gu Miao did not react to Gu Fei's words. He only looked up at him when he heard him speak.
"It's wrong to swear." Jiang Yan said immediately.
Gu Miao nodded, reached out and rang a thumb and raised his thumb.
"The left hand can also make a sound?" Jiang Yan looked at Gu Fei with surprise, "was the right hand just now?"
"Well, but rarely see her like this, usually she likes to whistle." Gu Fei said with a smile.
Gu Miao put down her chopsticks, both hands snapped their fingers together, then stretched out in front of him, and raised two thumbs up.
"Ah, I can't with my left hand," Jiang Yan laughed. "You are so good, handsome."
After taking a meal and resting for a while, Gu Fei wanted to send Gu Miao back to bed. He still wanted to eat with Jiang Yan and two people, but because he had promised Gu Miao to let her play skateboard after taking a half-hour break after eating, he had to squat At the entrance of the shop, watching Jiang Yan and Gu Miao playing around on two streets.
Time is still enough, he looked at the phone, played for a while, sent Gu Miao home, went back to the store to eat cake, and then ... tomorrow morning my mother will come to visit the store, you can sleep until noon like today, with Gu in the afternoon Miao can do the exercises.
The day after tomorrow is not so easy. The work that has been picked up has to start, and the photo work introduced by Jiang Yan also started the day after tomorrow. This summer vacation is shorter than usual ... very busy ...
Gu Fei found himself feeling a bit depressed when thinking of the annoying summer money-making activities seamlessly from tonight's hooligan activities. He snored and turned his thoughts back.
He took Jiang Yan's piece of paper out of his pocket.
The words are so ugly.
"Gu Fei!" Jiang Yan roared as he stepped across the skateboard, presumably seeing the paper in his hand. When he looked up, Jiang Yan erected his middle finger.
Gu Fei stretched his voice and whistled.
Some of the notes on the paper are still useful, and the words are ugly. The level of notes taken by Xueba is very high, clear, and understandable at a glance. ...
Gu Fei cleared his throat and controlled his writhing thoughts.
However, when Jiang Yan passed in front of him for the second time, the waist passing by under the corner of the clothes raised by the wind suddenly made him lose all his achievements.
Also ... just right, he stood up, turned back to the shop, entered the hut and closed the door.
This bed in the hut is generally used for his siesta. He has never scratched his head here.
He opened the folder on his phone and looked for a video ... Jiang Yan's video came out.
This video was secretly recorded by him. The content is actually normal and boring. It is a video of Jiang Yan reviewing half of his sleeping on the table.
However, Jiang Yan looks very good at sleeping, especially when he is halfway through the review. It is like trying to get up to sleep soon enough to continue the review. He sleeps very seriously and looks sexy.
When Jiang Yan returned to the store with Gu Miao who had enough fun, he had already cleaned the battlefield, washed the bowls for dinner, and packed the tables.
"You wait for me in the store for a while," Gu Fei wiped the sweat on Gu Miao's face with a towel, "I'll send her back to come again."
"Well," Jiang Yan sat on the chair and stretched his legs. "I'm exhausted, she's really not that good."
"Don't be envious," Gu Fei smiled, "she doesn't know if she is tired."
Usually sent Gu Miao back, he walked, Gu Miao skateboarded. In order to save time, he pushed Gu Miao to the back seat of the bicycle.
He kicked the car and threw Gu Miao home, explaining that his mother was staring at her to take a bath, and then returned to the store, probably not more than half an hour in total.
Jiang Yan had fallen asleep on the back of his chair, leaned his head, and stretched his legs long.
"Yi brother?" Gu Fei walked lightly and whispered to him, Jiang Yan did not respond.
He stood behind Jiang Yan, looked at the outside of the shop, determined that no one had passed, bowed his head, and gently bite Jiang Yan's lips, while grabbing his arm.
Jiang Yan's conditioned reflex could be improved to kill him. When Gu Fei kissed and left, although his arms could not be raised, the height of his legs was quite amazing.
"I fuck!" Jiang Yan saw that he was helpless and collapsed back to his chair. "Gu Fei, when will you play such a boring game ..."
"I don't know," Gu Fei said with a smile, and let go of his arm, and whispered into his ear. "You're very flexible."
"Huh?" Jiang froze. "Uncle, you are a good young man in the new era."
"Eat cake?" Gu Fei asked.
"What a mess!" Jiang Yan said.
"That doesn't interrupt," Gu Fei went to the freezer and looked at him, "continue to discuss your flexibility?"
"Eat cake." Jiang Yan pointed to the freezer.
This cake made by Gu Fei should not have a pound, a circle smaller than the one he bought yesterday, but it is very beautiful and chocolatey.
On the outside is a whole white chocolate shell, which is full of roses, and the whole cake is packed one by one, with two small cherries in the middle.
The simple background is not a simple pattern, and there are two small reds that are eye-catching.
"Good craftsmanship Gu Feifei!" Jiang Yan sighed sincerely, "I thought you could make a few twist flowers at most, how can you make roses?"
"I've played Ermiao before." Gu Fei smiled.
"Where's the word?" Jiang Yan looked at the flowers on the cake. "Don't you say that there is a word, is there no place to write it?"
"Yes." Gu Fei turned the cake toward him in a half circle.
Only then did Jiang Yan see that there was no rose on the cake's waist, and a sentence was written on it.
Jiang Yan has seen this sentence and always remember it.
This was written in the message Gu Fei sent to him.
-I think, with one look, I'm old
"Fuck." Jiang Yan suddenly felt a fever in his eyes.
He had read this message many times, and every time he turned over the record, he didn't see it like he did now, and suddenly he couldn't control his emotions.
"What's wrong," Gu Fei asked.
"No," Jiang Yan took a breath and snorted after a pause. "Is the character written by yourself?"
"Yeah," Gu Fei answered.
"Well done ... well," Jiang Yan looked at the line, "well better than me ..."
"Are you bragging about me?" Gu Fei asked.
"Aren't you bragging about you?" Jiang Yan raised his eyes and squinted at him.
"It's better than you," Gu Fei also looked at him, "This is actually a compliment?"
"Get out of here, I find that you are quite owed, so I will be honest with you sooner or later," Jiang Yan took out his mobile phone. "You pick up the cake and hold it. I want to take a picture."
Gu Fei smiled and picked up the cake and held it in front of himself: "Is this OK?"
"Smile." Jiang Yan looked at Gu Fei on the screen.
Gu Fei fangs.
"Can you smile softly?" Jiang Yan frowned.
Gu Fei laughed again.
Jiang Ye took a picture, Gu Fei was about to put the cake down, Jiang Ye waved his hand: "Don't move, I'll make a small video."
Gu Fei held the cake again.
"Say." Jiang Yan pressed the start.
"What did you say?" Gu Fei asked. "Happy birthday, Brother."
"Say," Jiang Yan zoomed in, "Do you like my brother?"
"Like," Gu Fei laughed, "I especially like it."
The author has something to say: I will continue tomorrow on Monday.
Ah, since the anti-theft was an hour ahead of time, the author has finished the code at 6:40 each time, and the black hairs have no time to say hello and are lonely!
Toast to the wheelchair tomorrow! Little goldfish! The author who felt himself particularly caring said, holding up coffee.