"Really, why did we cause such trouble?" An Yinhao walked on the road, scratching his head in distress, "Huh, it might be embarrassing to go to school recently, so why don't you leave?"
Thinking of Iku's blushing look before, An Yinhao felt an unknown feeling in his heart.
"Yinhao wait," a voice like a silver bell came.
"Yueru, why is there no student union meeting today?"
"We don't have meetings every day. If that doesn't make me, the president of the student council, exhausted," Jia Yueru said with a slight gasp, "Why do you leave so early, aren't you usually sleeping? You still want me to wake you up after school?" You will wake up."
"Haha" An Yinhao thought of the scene in the class and laughed awkwardly.
Jia Yueru looked at An Yinhao suspiciously and put her hand on An Yinhao's forehead.
"You don't have a fever, Yinhao, are you sick?"
""
"Do you want me to ask for leave for you?"
"Hey, I'm not sick." An Yinhao pushed Jia Yueru's hand away.
"Then you took the wrong medicine."
"I didn't take any medicine." An Yinhao went crazy.
"Haha, I'm sorry, I've never seen you like this before, so I'm a little surprised." Jia Yueru said with a smile, "Because Yin Hao usually behaves calmly."
After saying that, he stuck out his tongue naughtily.
"Forget it." An Yinhao waved his hand, "Do you want to go home together?"
"Um."
At this time, a sound like a wolf howling came from the distance.
"Yinhao, you bastard kicked me off the third floor and hit me with bricks." Lin Ranzhe came running at a speed of 100 meters and seven seconds.
"What does it matter? Don't you have the immortality of Chun Yuan's hot-blooded idiot? And you are still from Red Deer. How can a brick on the third floor hurt you?"
"Peat, are you kidding? If my clothes hadn't been caught on the branches, I would have hung them up long ago. Besides, you added a brick."
An Yinhao said nonchalantly: "You are not alive and kicking yet."
"That's my destiny"
"You said your fate was in danger, so what are you afraid of?"
"" Lin Ranzhe was speechless and finally gave up, "Okay, you win."
"Haha, you are still so interesting." Jia Yueru said to the two of them with a smile.
Seeing Jia Yueru beside An Yinhao, Lin Ranzhe couldn't help but asked: "Why are you going home together?"
"Yeah." An Yinhao nodded lightly.
"Oh, I'm so envious."
"A peat-biting handkerchief."
"Ran Zhe, what are you talking about? Let's go together." Jia Yueru looked at Lin Ranzhe looking like a resentful woman and couldn't help laughing.
"Hey, is that okay?"
"Peat, forget it if you don't want to leave. Yueru, let's go." An Yinhao turned his head and walked away first.
"Haha, okay, Ran Zhe, stop playing and leave quickly."
"Okay, it's time for me to leave. You two can chat slowly." At a crossroads, Lin Ranzhe said goodbye to the two of them.
"See you tomorrow."
Jia Yueru shook her hand.
"Speaking of which, Yinhao, are you really not planning to join the student union? If you join, it will be much easier for me."
"I don't want to go, it's too much trouble." An Yinhao yawned.
"Really, if Yinhao continues to be so lazy, although he doesn't have to worry about his grades, he should be careful about turning into a cat."
"I don't care."
"Don't disobey me, at least join a club." Jia Yueru said angrily.
"Well" An Yinhao was a little absent-minded, "I will consider it."
"Well, that's right." Jia Yueru nodded.
"Ah, I'm home, see you tomorrow." Jia Yueru waved to An Yinhao.
An Yinhao nodded and walked towards a house next to Jia Yueru's house. Yes, they were neighbors.
"Yinhao, I'll call you tomorrow morning." Jia Yueru stood at the door of her house and said to An Yinhao.
"No need to go to such trouble."
"Haha, who makes Yinhao stay in bed all the time?" Jia Yueru smiled mischievously and entered her home without giving An Yinhao a chance to object.
"It looks like I have to get up early tomorrow. I don't want to change the bed board." An Yinhao was sweating, remembering Jia Yueru's special way of waking people up, and shook his head. "Lingyu's Valkyrie is no joke."
"I'm back." An Yinhao closed the door and said, "Mom, Dad, what are you playing at?"
An Yinhao's mother, Su Lingyu, was throwing An Yinhao's father, An Shiwen, onto the sofa. An Shiwen's glasses fell off and he was dying.
"Hao Jiang, you're back." Seeing An Yinhao's return, Su Lingyu let go of An Shiwen and said happily.
"Although Mom, you grew up in Japan, please don't add salt to my name, okay? But compared to this, Mom, what are you playing with Dad?"
"Yeah, I forgot."
"No matter what you are playing, I believe Mom, if you continue to play, I will be a dutiful son."
"Haojiang, what are you talking about? How can you be a dutiful son?" Su Lingyu said with a smile, holding his hand on his cheek.
"" An Yinhao pointed at An Shiwen who was standing in the corpse.
"Ah" Su Lingyu suddenly panicked, grabbed An Shiwen's collar with his hand, and shook it wildly, "My dear, are you okay? Although I can support Yin Hao by myself, nothing can happen to you."
At this moment, An Yinhao vaguely saw the words "fatal blow" appearing on his father's head, and then a ball of white substance came out of An Shiwen's mouth.
It's so scary to be so stupid, An Yinhao thought awkwardly, and then he felt admiration for his father in his heart. Dad, you can survive for such a long time from your mother.
"Mom, stop shaking. If you shake it again, something will really happen." An Yinhao felt that if he didn't stop him, he would really have the possibility to be a filial son.
"Yeah" Su Lingyu was startled and quickly let go.
"哐"
Dad, I mourn your head. An Yinhao clasped his hands together.
"Mom, let me call you." An Yinhao walked up to An Shiwen and said to Su Lingyu.
"Yeah" in a skeptical tone.
An Yinhao squatted down, leaned into An Shiwen's ear and said, "Mom is in trouble."
"What?" The corpse jumped up and grabbed An Yinhao's shoulders and asked in a panic, "What trouble has your mother encountered? Take me there quickly."
Su Lingyu immediately threw herself into An Shiwen's arms: "That's great, you're okay."
Mom, who do you think caused this? The corners of An Yinhao's mouth twitched.
An Shiwen looked at An Yinhao, then at Su Lingyu in his arms, and smiled bitterly: "Yinhao, don't scare me."
I don't want to scare you, I'm afraid you won't survive
"Can you tell me what's going on?" An Yinhao felt that he should clarify the matter first.
An Shiwen smiled bitterly when he heard An Yinhao's question: "It's your mother who wants to eat shrimp rice, and recently I want to eat sweet and sour fish."
An Yinhao guessed what happened next.
Really, after all, he is already in his forties. Although he still looks like someone in his thirties, he can't act like a child. An Yinhao is convinced.
"Really, okay, at best I can do both," An Yinhao said, putting down his schoolbag and walking into the kitchen.
"Hao Jiang is really considerate of his parents." Su Lingyu said with a smile.
"Don't call me Haojiang" An Yinhao's roar came from the kitchen.
