Chapter 75 (2/2)
”He also has to draw. He has to take care of you when you are at home. He will be even more tired. You can come back home for two months.”
Xu Haodong saw Fang Zheng take things upstairs, and his face was obviously small. ”OK, I'll go home to live.”
Fang Zheng hesitated for a while and agreed. Xu Haodong was seriously injured. Although he was discharged from the hospital, he was well fed, but he lost a lot of blood. The doctor said that any medicine is not as good as tonic. He is also a disabled cook, and he doesn't eat the simplest pig made of clear water noodles. After staying at home for a few days, Xu's mother can make more delicious food to make Xu Haodong healthy.
Besides, he and Jiang Xiaobai are devoted to painting, and they can't take good care of Xu Haodong. Xu's mother dislikes her son. In fact, she loves Xu Haodong very much. Go home to Xu. She wants to hurt her son more.
Xu Haodong with a divorced daughter-in-law, holding a small bag wronged Baba step back to her mother's home. Fang Zheng, a heartless man, didn't even ask for a word. Xu Haodong's mind broke out. Don't you love me?
Xu Haodong went home to lie down on the bed. Xu's mother sat down beside her son and touched his leg and stomach.
Just about to say, what would you like to eat? Let your father and your brother do it for you.
Xu Haodong Baba Baba mouth, not wait for Xu Mama to speak, he began to order.
”Mom, you ask my dad to make me stewed ribs, mutton, whole braised fish, and catfish soup.”
”OK, let your father go shopping.”
”Make some patties.”
”Woman.”
Xu Haodong pondered for a while. What did Fang Zheng like best?
”Buy me two more, no, three big roast chickens!”
Xu's mother patted Xu Haodong's stomach with a shadowless hand.
”Are you a pig? Look at your stomach, look at your face, you are fat and eat! You've got a pig in your stomach! There's no food to eat. Eat the wowowotou! ”
Xu's mother rolled her eyes and left angrily. Xu Haodong, who can go to the bedroom with a bamboo pole, can't be used to it. Just thinking of loving him, he stepped on his nose and face. He didn't have a big stomach. He had a good appetite. He wanted to cook chicken for cattle, sheep, pigs, carp, catfish? How fat you are!
Pooh!
”I'm your son!”
”If it's not against the law to kill someone, you should have strangled you before you were 18 years old!”
”I am a patient!”
”If you are greedy, you will be dead!”
Xu Haodong has a big gap in his heart. Although Fang Zheng can't cook, he can't bear to wait on him all the time, but Fang Zheng attaches importance to himself. His daughter-in-law is so good to him. Why is his mother so bad to him!
It was definitely picked up.
Fang Zheng wears earphones to draw. He takes them off after half an hour. He looks back and looks around. He can't tell whether he is lost or not. He is putting on the earphones and beginning to draw.
As soon as the gate rang, he quickly stretched out his head and looked out.
After several times, Jiang Xiaobai has seen it for ten times.
While painting, I chat with Fang Zheng.
”Brother Xu must be in the teahouse at this time.”
”Yes.”
”I don't know if he took medicine on time and had more rest.”
Fang Zheng stopped his brush and looked at Jiang Xiaobai. What kind of circle did he go around.
Jiang Xiaobai continued to paint seriously.
”Why don't you go and have a look? It's only ten minutes from your home to the teahouse, and you'll come back in half an hour. It's like a walk. ”
”There's something to worry about in his family.”
”Don't be hard mouthed. I know that you've looked out more than ten times in the morning. If you stretch your neck like this, you'll become a giraffe.”
”I'm not serious about drawing.”
”Don't you think it's idle? If you don't make trouble at any time, you won't adapt. I'm quite used to it. The speed of painting is very fast. It doesn't matter if you don't adapt. Go and see him. ”
Fang Zheng continued to paint.
”I didn't get used to it. He didn't make trouble and was very quick to draw.”
”No one helps you down the ladder, no one pours water for you, no one washes the fruit for you, no one cheers, can you adapt? You have to get used to it. Why do you keep looking out? Why do you watch it over and over again when you know he's busy in the teahouse? Men, you can, die to face, live to suffer. ””Are you idle? So much. ”
Jiang Xiaobai turns up the volume of his mobile phone.
Jiang Xiaobai is able to be a man of spring and snow. Painting oil paintings and listening to Shanxi folk songs.
In the mobile phone spreads specially the high pitched Acacia minor.
”I want to kiss so much that I can't hold a bowl with chopsticks.”
Jiang Xiaobai picks an eyebrow at Fang, with a bad smile.
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