Zhou Li didn't know what Master Ji said about him.
If he knew, the wine in his mouth would definitely spit out - he led a group of people to beat up his "father", so cruel, can he be called silly white sweet
Of course, if he knew Master Ji's definition of silly and sweet, he wouldn't spray it.
Ji Shaoyan has lived a difficult life since he was a child, and his heart has long been blackened.
With him, the kind of people who seem to be missing brain parts who are happy every day are always silly and sweet. Zhou Li is at most a silly white sweet who can scratch people, there is no difference in essence.
Zhou Li is most proud of his attitude towards life, which can be compared with the sun, but in Master Ji's eyes, his head is lacking—if he knew about it, he would probably abuse the dog rebelliously.
Fortunately, he didn't know anything. He even asked the boss for a plastic bowl and poured water for Master Ji to avoid choking on the cake.
After two rounds of drinking, the skewers were served one after another.
The tomato scrambled eggs exchanged glances while eating, and finally the second brother spoke on behalf of the crowd: "Brother Ying, what are your plans for a while?"
Zhou Li took it for granted: "Go home."
Everyone was dumbfounded.
The second brother said with difficulty: "No, you are not afraid that your uncle will settle accounts with you?"
If he finds someone to beat his father, he will definitely send him to the hospital when he returns that day.
Not only is it not just "hitting Lao Tzu", but just thinking about it makes my liver tremble, and I can't do it at all!
Zhou Li was very calm: "It doesn't matter, I can call back again, and I'll be fine when I beat him."
Everyone was immediately awe-inspiring, picked up the wine bottle and gave him another round of respect.
However, they were still worried, especially since Brother Ying said that his father had a tendency to be violent, and he really beat Brother Ying to good or bad, so what should we do
Xiao Huangmao, who belongs to Grandet, thought of another thing and asked, "Will he stop your pocket money?"
Zhou Li said: "It's possible."
Xiao Huangmao is desperate: "It's too much!"
Zhou Li smiled: "It's okay, I can handle it."
Everyone was used to seeing his gloomy and ruthless face, and suddenly the sun was shining, and they were a little uncomfortable.
They discovered this when they were playing cards. They guessed that it might have been suppressed for too long, or that they could finally get what they wanted to beat their father tonight, or that they were finally played abnormally—it’s hard to say which one Worse.
Zhou Li didn't care what they looked at.
He wouldn't feel wronged to play Qian Liye anyway, and he couldn't play it. He is the best who can adapt to the current mode. If he can't, he has a dual personality to explain it, so he doesn't panic at all.
He followed the topic and said, "I'm going to work when I'm ready to recover from my injury."
Ji Shaoyan's ears perked up immediately.
This silly white sweet went to work, and he was the only one left in the house, a good opportunity.
The younger brothers were surprised: "Working?"
Zhou Li said: "Well, make some money."
This meal cost 400 yuan. In fact, he was cruel. The rest of the money should be able to survive the summer vacation, but when Song Ying was working, he had to make a good relationship and pave the way for "sending the dog".
The younger brothers don't know why, and they are all sad after listening.
The second brother's eyes were red, and he said dumbly: "No, isn't it just a pocket flower? It's a big deal, brothers, spend less, can you still eat and drink short?"
Zhou Li said: "Oh, can you also make up the tuition fee?"
The second brother was angry: "He doesn't pay for the tuition?"
Zhou Li said: "It's not good to say."
The second brother was panting heavily and scolded swear words.
The rest are in heavy hearts. They really have no advantage in fighting against their parents, and it seems even worse to let Brother Ying and his father bow their heads and continue to be beaten in the future.
One of the younger brothers of the low-income households drank three or four sips of wine and put the wine bottle away: "Sure, I will work with you."
The other people were stunned for a moment, and then clapped the table: "Yes, let's go together, can't the eight of us still make up the tuition fee!"
"If you really can't do it, you won't go to college. Anyway, you won't be able to go to university."
"That's right, let's make a career out of it!"
Zhou Li smiled, feeling quite smooth.
Because when he mentioned part-time work, he wanted to turn the topic to this, and he wanted these uneducated gangsters to experience the cruelty of society in advance.
He himself lives a positive life, but he does not have the hobby of saving sentient beings, but these people have helped him, and he accepts this love.
It's true that he can go back to the giants and pay the debt, but he can pull them once or twice when they fall, but he can't pull them forever, they have to grow up by themselves, and he doesn't want this "growing up" to wait for them to eat enough in the future. Lessons, too late to regret before understanding. They start school again for their second year of high school, and it is still too late to make corrections.
He smiled: "Okay, let's go together then."
Gleefully glancing at the tomatoes and eggs, he added, "But first, we'd better dye our hair back."
Ji Shaoyan keenly sensed that his laughter was a little malicious, glanced at him again, and then heard this sentence, and immediately guessed that he wanted to lead them to improve.
Silly Baitian seems to like doing this kind of thing.
He lowered his head lacking interest, secretly saying that he was not creative.
The younger brothers didn't realize it, and they all agreed. It's nothing to suffer this grievance for Brother Ying!
Xiao Huang Mao sat next to Er Ha, and after nibbling on the chicken wings, put the bones in its plate, and asked, "When will we dye it?"
Zhou Li: "…"
Ji Shaoyan: "..."
Zhou Li replied, "It's fine," and silently looked at a certain uncle.
Ji Shaoyan turned his head, gave Xiao Huangmao a two-ha look, stretched his paws against the plate, slowly pushed it to the farthest place from him, and lay on the plastic stool, but he didn't eat it.
Little Yellow Hair: "..."
Your disgust is too obvious!
The people around him just finished eating the chicken wings, and they also wanted to come over to add food to the godson. Who knew that when they saw this scene, they immediately laughed wildly.
The rest of the people asked him what was wrong. After listening to the narration, they all laughed and clapped the table, thinking that the dog was quite interesting, and the other two wanted to tease him with the bones to see his reaction.
Zhou Li sent them back, grabbed Uncle Gou and put it on his lap, wiped his fingers, and tore up some cakes and handed them to him to see if he still could eat them.
In fact, Ji Shaoyan had almost eaten it, but it didn't prevent him from taking a few more bites, so he opened his mouth to eat.
Xiao Huangmao looked at it strangely: "Dogs don't like to eat bones!"
He gasped as he said, "Slot, shouldn't it be poisonous?"
The corners of Zhou Li's mouth twitched, but in the face of life safety, he couldn't retort that he must be fine, otherwise Master Ji would definitely see the problem.
The little gangsters were shocked collectively, and hurried over to try it out with the bones, and found that Erha really had no interest at all, so scared that his face turned pale, and quickly found the boss.
The boss was also shocked. Fortunately, he also had a dog, so he tried his dog with a bone. Seeing that his dog was enjoying it, he straightened his back immediately and bluntly said that their dog had something wrong.
Everyone's eyes turned back to Erha.
Ji Shaoyan simply ate a few bites of the cake and stopped eating, lying calmly on someone's lap as a doll, turning a blind eye to their eyes.
Xiao Huangmao was puzzled: "So why doesn't it like to eat bones?"
Zhou Li said: "It may be that he is still too weak to chew."
Everyone looked at the surprisingly quiet dog and accepted this statement.
Zhou Li said: "It may also be that he has been injured and does not trust humans, and only eats what I feed."
He touched the dog's head and sighed sympathetically, "Oh, my poor little fellow."
The crowd looked strange.
Hello? Some of the wounds on its body were caused by you!
Ji Shaoyan is still calm, and some are used to this silly behavior from time to time.
Today, during the day, silly Baitian took him downstairs to buy ham, pulled a few grasses while passing the flower bed, went back and planted it in the bottle cap and put it in a cardboard box, saying that he wanted to make him a bonsai, improve the air, and regulate his mood. How much water is there.
The crowd chatted and laughed until late at night.
They all came out on the grounds that "the classmates' parents are away and stay with me for the night". They didn't need to go home, so they wanted to go to the Internet cafe to play games all night, and they also wanted to drag Brother Ying.
Zhou Li refused.
He had read from the documents that the environment of the small Internet cafes here was extremely poor, with smog, and he didn't even want to take half a step in.
The younger brothers didn't ask for it, but they were worried about him, so they sent him home together, preparing to wait downstairs until he sent a message saying that he was fine before leaving.
Zhou Li did not refuse this time. He took the dog home and found that the living room had been cleaned, but it still smelled of instant noodles, which might take a few days to disperse.
Qian Duoshu didn't expect his son to go home, and ran out when he heard the movement.
Because he was in a hurry, he didn't have time to get dressed, so he only wore a pair of underwear, and he saw that the body was blue and purple, and it was very lively.
Probably after one or more rounds of anger, he calmed down again, and said in silence for a few seconds, "Are you back?"
Zhou Li simply said "um", not interested in his psychological journey, and turned to go back to the bedroom.
Qian Duoshu said, "Wait, let's talk."
Zhou Li had no objection, put Erha and the baseball bat back, and then came out.
Qian Duoshu may have been saddened by his actions today, and his tired expression showed an old look: "Tell me what you think."
Zhou Li said: "I hit you, do you hurt?"
Qian Duoshu gasped heavily.
Of course it hurts, not just physically, but also mentally.
Zhou Li said: "I have been in pain for several years."
Seeing the embarrassment and remorse flashing across Qian Duoshu's face, he smiled, "But you don't need to be too sad, because I have no father-son relationship with you, so I can do it."
Qian Duoshu's expression changed, and he almost couldn't sit still: "What do you mean?"
Zhou Li said: "I am the second personality of this body, not your former son. You really want to talk, and you can talk to him when he comes out."
He had thought about it for a long time, their father and son were too familiar with each other, and he could definitely be seen.
So instead of confessing later, find the best time, like now.
He bent down and looked at the person in front of him, and said kindly, "I was schizophrenic because of your beating. Are you moved, father?"
He stared at Qian Duoshu, clearly saw the slightly distorted face of the other party and the pain that could not be concealed, said "good night", turned and went back to the house, thinking that it was still too low-level to do it, look, how easy it is to kill people .
He smelled of barbecue and smoke on his body. After returning to the house to send a message to his younger brother, he took a change of clothes and went to take a shower. Who would have thought that when he walked into the bathroom and was about to close the door, he saw Uncle Gou squeeze in.
He was as shocked as Qian Duoshu just now, staring closely at a certain uncle. If I remember correctly, this is the first time that Master Ji has taken the initiative to pay attention to him.
A minute ago, the "ghost smell" of Qian Duoshu was completely gone, and he even breathed lightly: "What do you want to do?"
Ji Shaoyan wants to take a bath.
He can bear it, but when it is necessary, of course he does not want to bear it if it is not necessary.
He has already confirmed that this is a silly white sweet, although he can scratch people, but if others provoke him first, this kid will not scratch, so he wants to give himself some benefits.
Zhou Li looked at him, saw him walking over and crouching under the shower, guessing, "Do you want to take a bath?"
Ji Shaoyan squatted still.
Zhou Li said: "Do you want to take a bath? Go out if you don't want to, I have to wash."
Ji Shaoyan thought for a while, then reluctantly and condescendingly wagged his tail.
Zhou Li had an epiphany.
He squatted down and looked at him, touching his head curiously: "I really want to wash, can you understand people's words or what? You are so spiritual."
Ji Shaoyan calmly let him touch.
Since this silly Baitian understands, he should be able to take a shower tonight.
As soon as the thought flashed by, Zhou Li picked him up and put him at the door, and then closed the door with a "click", and the voice floated out at the same time: "The injury is still not healed, you take a bath with wool."
Ji Shaoyan: "..."
The author has something to say: Master Ji: If you don't say it sooner, your tail will be wagging in vain.
Don't give me more popular science about schizophrenia and split personality. For details, see the detailed review. There will also be a doctor who will explain it later, thank you.