Xia Qi followed Yuan Zhou back to Building H.
Building H is more upscale than Sister Hong’s building. It has two floors, each of which is a large flat. The large opening design allows him to move around in every room in an electric wheelchair.
Xia Qi stretched out his hand and wiped the leather layer of the shoe-changing bench at the door. When he took his hand back, his fingers were surprisingly clean.
He thought that the room should have been cleaned recently.
After walking through the corridor, he saw a clean, bright and spotless room.
The walnut-colored furniture has clean modern lines. The wine cabinet and sideboard hide white light strips, adding a touch of romance and mystery to the room. The decoration of the entire room is simple yet stylish, which is his favorite style.
"I've already asked the housework robot to clean. If you think it's not clean enough, I'll ask it to clean it again." Yuan Zhou snapped his fingers, and the robot holding a small brush under the sofa came out and returned to its position. "Qi, how is it? Are you used to it?"
Xia Qi nodded, with a smile on his face: "I like it very much, thank you."
Feeling Xia Qi's sincere love, Yuan Zhou lowered his head and rubbed his hair, feeling like his heart was melting.
"Are you hungry? I'll cook for you first."
Yuan Zhou likes to cook whenever he is happy. Without Xia Qi urging him, he would roll up his sleeves and walk to the kitchen grunting.
Worried that Yuan Zhou would be bored cooking alone, Xia Qi pushed his electric wheelchair and followed him into the kitchen while talking.
Surprisingly, he found the cutting table filled with fresh vegetables, which must have been delivered early this morning.
"This is the first time we've settled down, so I have to treat you to a good meal." Yuan Zhou took down the apron hanging behind the door and hung it on himself with familiarity.
The tall man was wearing a blue striped apron. Although it didn't seem to fit in with the style, it did hinder Yuan Zhou's height and long legs. He actually looked quite good in this homely outfit.
The two of them had a good meal and drink in their new home, and then took a nap. When Xia Qi woke up, it was almost time for dinner.
“Boom boom boom…”
The rhythmic sound of chopping vegetables came from the kitchen next door, and it sounded particularly clear in the quiet afternoon. A ray of golden sunlight shone through the gap between the curtains and onto the bed sheets. Xia Qi squinted his eyes and felt the warmth of home in the air.
Xia Qi’s thoughts went back to many years ago, when he was a child, and when he woke up in the afternoon and opened his eyes, he felt the same way as he does now.
Grandma was cooking in the kitchen, and he didn't have to think about anything...
After lying down for a while, Xia Qi slowly regained consciousness.
He sat up, glanced at the clock on the wall, and couldn't help feeling annoyed.
The aftereffects of his sleepiness are incurable.
Recently he has been eating after waking up and sleeping again after eating. It has become a habit. If he continues like this, Yuan Zhou will raise him into a little pig.
No, no, he has to find something to do, otherwise he will become a waste.
Xia Qi moved to the electric wheelchair, went to the kitchen to say hello to Yuan Zhou, and then moved to the door: "I'll go see how Sister Hong is doing."
"The road outside is paved with gravel. How about I accompany you?" Yuan Zhou put down the kitchen knife in his hand and wiped his hands on his apron.
Since coming into this world, he and Xia Qi have never been separated for more than 10 minutes.
Yuan Zhou usually took care of all the things, so when he heard that Xia Qi was going out, he habitually wanted to go out with him.
Xia Qi waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I'll just go next door, it's only a few steps away. Don't let it affect your cooking skills."
He has been through mountains of swords and seas of fire, and now he just wants to go to Sister Hong's house next door. He needs Yuan Zhou to accompany him. How incompetent he is.
Yuan Zhou thought about it and although he agreed verbally, he still couldn't help but warned: "Be careful."
"Okay, I get it." Xia Qi shook his head and couldn't help but smile. He always felt that he was being raised to be more and more "spoiled".
Xia Qi slowly drove the electric wheelchair over, and when he arrived at Sister Hong's door, he found that Sister Hong had not closed the door again.
When I came in the morning, Sister Hong was fighting with her ex-husband inside without closing the door.
Is this door just for decoration
Now he was still in the corridor, still a little distance away from Sister Hong's door. To show courtesy, Xia Qixian asked, "Sister Hong?"
After he called a few times, there was no response from inside the door.
Although it was impolite to stare at someone else's door, Xia Qi still moved forward because he was worried that something might happen to Sister Hong.
As he moved forward, he saw the scene inside the door. Sister Hong's house looked like it had been ransacked. Everywhere was in a mess, and the garbage was almost piled up to the door. The battlefield looked even more exaggerated than in the morning.
Could it be that Sister Hong’s ex-husband is here again
Xia Qi frowned. If Sister Hong’s ex-husband came over, there’s no way Yuan Zhou wouldn’t have noticed...
"Sister Hong?" Xia Qi raised his voice again and shouted inside.
"Ouch." Suddenly, a familiar and loud female voice sounded from deep in the room. Sister Hong ran out in a panic, almost tripping over a slipper. She came to Xia Qi with disheveled hair, "Cousin, you're here!"
Xia Qi was not used to the identity of "cousin" yet. It was only after Sister Hong called him several times that he finally reacted.
"Cousin, come in and sit down. Wait for a moment. I'll make you some tea!" Sister Hong kicked away the slippers that were blocking her way and excitedly invited Xia Qi in. "I finally found the Biluochun that I had hidden away for many years!"
Biluochun that I have kept privately for many years
Xia Qi glanced at the sideboard with bottles and cans all over the place, thinking, this might be Biluochun that has expired for many years...
"Cousin, come on, come in." Seeing that he didn't move, Sister Hong asked very considerately, "Do you need me to push you?"
Xia Qi glanced at the garbage obstacle on the ground that was so thick that even walking was impossible: "... I can't get in."
Sister Hong: “…”
"Oh, this." Sister Hong scratched the messy curly hair beside her cheek and said awkwardly, "... I have been cleaning all day, I will definitely clean them up tomorrow!"
Xia Qi turned his head to look at her with a strange look.
As if sensing the suspicion in Xia Qi's eyes, Sister Hong collapsed a little and threw Erkang's hand at him: "Believe me, cousin!"
Looking at Sister Hong's red face as she tried to explain herself, Xia Qi was speechless for a moment.
I spent the whole day cleaning this room, but it still became less messy. I have to say it takes some skill.
Maybe by tomorrow, this place will have become a garbage dump.
His eyes passed over Sister Hong's shoulder and fell on the dining table not far away. On the table were more than a dozen bowls of instant noodles that had been eaten but not thrown away. There were all kinds of instant noodles, including the most unpalatable mushroom stewed chicken in human history...
Why was Sister Hong like this three years ago
Where did she go when she managed Dragon Mountain in such an orderly manner? !
Xia Qi frowned and had to look at Sister Hong with a new perspective. Perhaps it was because his eyes were too serious, Sister Hong felt goose bumps all over her body and wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Feeling the awkward atmosphere between the two, Xia Qi thought he might be taking it too seriously, so he changed the subject and asked, "By the way, where's Xiaoyu?"
"She's doing her homework in the room... I almost forgot. Wait for me a moment, I'll ask her to come out and say hello to you." Sister Hong patted her head, put on her slippers on one foot, nimbly crossed the heavy garbage and skipped into the study.
After a while, Sister Hong came out wearing an asymmetrical slipper, holding a thin little girl in her right hand, and shouted to Xia Qi: "Xiao Yu, call me uncle."
The little girl has a thin, oval face and her body looks slender and soft. Perhaps because her family suffered a major change, the little girl seems a little introverted and looks particularly pitiful.
She glanced at Xia Qi, then lowered her head and called out in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "Uncle."
Xia Qi responded with a smile, and the little girl's tense face slowly relaxed.
Just when Sister Hong was about to talk about something else, Xia Qi suddenly asked, "Xiao Yu, did you also have instant noodles for lunch?"
Perhaps he deliberately slowed down his voice. Xiaoyu looked up at Sister Hong and answered in a low voice: "... Yes."
As he expected, the mother and daughter were eating instant noodles.
Xia Qi rubbed his temple and felt a headache.
Yuan Zhou must have understood Sister Hong's situation, otherwise he would not have bought the house opposite so early.
"Come with me for dinner." Xia Qifa invited them. He felt that the mother and daughter would really suffer from malnutrition if they continued like this.
"This, this is so embarrassing." Sister Hong's face turned red again, and she became unexpectedly embarrassed.
Xia Qi came all the way to help her, and it would have been fine if she didn't treat him to a meal, but she actually asked him to treat her to a meal. If her cousin knew about this, she would be scolded to death.
"It's okay. We are relatives, and relatives should support each other. You don't have to be so polite to me." Xia Qi said in a gentle voice, "It won't be too late to invite me back after you have dealt with the matter."
Sister Hong has been tortured by her ex-husband in the past few years. Not only does she have to take care of her daughter, but she also has to fight against the mistress. Any other woman might not be able to survive.
Xia Qi expressed deep sympathy and understanding for her.
His words touched Sister Hong's heart. Thinking that they were relatives, Sister Hong shamelessly followed him.
After arriving at Building H and entering, Sister Hong was deeply shocked by Xia Qi's large flat and the cleanliness of the room. Even after changing into slippers, she did not dare to step on the shiny mahogany floor for a long time.
Xia Qi went into the kitchen and said hello to Yuan Zhou: "I brought Sister Hong here."
Yuan Zhou was not surprised at all, instead he said: "Okay, I just made some juice."
Sister Hong and Xiaoyu seemed a little restrained after entering the room. They sat on the sofa in front of the light screen and didn't even dare to change the video. It was Xia Qi who took the initiative to cut the news into animation.
When Xia Qi entered the kitchen to accompany Yuan Zhou, Xiao Yu held a glass of watermelon juice with a lemon slice in both hands, stared at the backs of the two people behind the glass door curiously, and asked in a low voice: "Mom, do my cousin and uncle live together?"
Hearing this, Sister Hong's mouth twitched.
In fact, when Xia Qi and Yuan Zhou first appeared in front of her, a woman's sixth sense told her that the relationship between the two was very unusual.
"Because they are good friends, and good friends should live together." Sister Hong thought hard for a long time and explained awkwardly.
Before she finished her words, Yuan Zhou, who was cooking behind the glass door, suddenly lowered his head and kissed Xia Qi on the forehead.
Sister Hong: “…”
"Mom, I also want a good friend like this." Xiaoyu Xiaoyu blinked her eyes with an innocent expression.
Yuan Zhou had already started preparing meals in the afternoon, and Sister Hong and Xiao Yu didn't have to wait long before he finished making dinner.
Because there were guests at home, Yuan Zhou specially added three dishes, including chicken, duck, fish and meat, filling the table, making it look very lively.
After the three of them exchanged some polite words, Sister Hong picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of Mao's beautifully colored braised pork, and put it into her mouth with a look of amazement.
"It's much better than what my automatic cooking machine cooks!" The salty and fragrant meat melted instantly in her mouth, and Sister Hong was so moved that she almost cried.
For her, who had always eaten instant noodles, this was a huge leap.
Xia Qi: “…”
What he didn't understand was that Sister Hong clearly had an automatic cooking machine, so why did she still eat instant noodles
Her life is even rougher than Xiao Ou's!
"Uncle, your good friend's cooking is so delicious!" After Xiaoyu became familiar with the two people opposite him, he started to talk more.
"Good friend?" Yuan Zhou turned his head to look at Xia Qi, his eyes narrowed.
As soon as Xia Qi saw his expression, he knew he had misunderstood.
Now Sister Hong and Xiaoyu have not left yet, and he can't explain their relationship in front of the children.
"Let's eat first." Xia Qi picked up a chicken leg for Yuan Zhou.
Sister Hong hadn’t been with Yuan Zhou for a long time, so she couldn’t sense any change in his attitude, but she felt that the atmosphere was strange.
Sister Hong hasn't suffered a serious blow yet, and she is much more open-minded than she was back then. She has no intention of delving into the two's personal problems.
Therefore, the atmosphere was quite harmonious while everyone was having the meal.
After finishing their meal, Sister Hong and Xiaoyu walked while holding onto the wall.
Just as the two walked a short distance, Yuan Zhou couldn't wait to close the door, and pushed Xia Qi against the wine cabinet with a small light strip, and put his hands on the cabinet door, trapping him in a narrow space.
Yuan Zhou looked down at him, his eyes flickering like a wolf: "Qi, are we just good friends?"
Xia Qi raised his head, looked into the man's deep eyes in the darkness, and hurriedly explained: "I didn't say that."
"I know, don't be nervous." Yuan Zhou chuckled. They had been through so many hardships and had long been in sync with each other. It was impossible for him to blame him for just a few words.
The reason why he was causing trouble for him at the wine cabinet was that he wanted to unlock new scenes and find new interests.
Yuan Zhou slowly approached him, breathed softly into his ear, and said with a low laugh: "Then let's take our relationship a step further."
Hearing this, Xia Qi’s face turned pale.
What to do? He's going to feel pain again.
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