After Huo Yao came out of the hospital, he took a taxi directly to go home.
In addition to the aunt who cooks, there is still only one Huo Xiang in the family who has begun to get used to being a salted fish.
Huo Yao would buy a strawberry cake from the cake shop downstairs every day when he came back from school, and today was no exception. After entering the door, he handed the cake to the fourth brother.
Huo Xiang looked at the strawberry cake in his hand, and looked at his sister without words, "Sister, my manager said that I have gained weight recently."
Huo Yao casually put the shoulder bag on the side cabinet, then glanced at him, and subconsciously said: "Be fat and cute."
Huo Xiang: "?"
Fat is fat, what the hell is cute
Realizing that she seems to have used a wrong word, Huo Yao didn't intend to correct it. She sat down on the sofa, and the WeChat rang on her mobile phone, and she took out the mobile phone.
It's a message from Mr. Pei that I added last time.
Old Pei: [Little girl, what do you think is wrong with the weight of this recipe? {picture}.]
Huo Yao clicked on the picture and looked at it. It was just an ordinary cold and cold prescription. Of course, she did not ignore that the dosage of one of the medicines was deliberately added a few grams.
After thinking for two seconds, she replied: [What kind of prescription is this?]
Over there, Mr. Pei received the reply, and subconsciously stroked his long white beard. According to the little girl's familiarity with medicinal materials, it makes no sense not to know the effect of these medicines together
After thinking for a while, he typed slowly again.
Old Pei: [Prescription for cold.]
Old Pei: [You should take a closer look at the weight of the prescription.]
Huo Xiang next to him was holding his mobile phone, then walked up to Huo Yao and sat down beside him, and asked, "Sister, do you like listening to music?"
While replying to Mr. Pei, Huo Yao raised his head to look at his fourth brother, and replied casually: "Ah, I will listen to it once in a while."
Huo Xiang touched the tip of his nose, well, no wonder his sister always gave him a feeling of 'I never know what you do'.
Thinking of this, he turned on his phone, flipped out his own song, and clicked play, "What do you think of this song? Is it good?"
Huo Xiang seemed to be afraid that he would not be able to hear it, so he deliberately turned the volume to the maximum.
Huo Yao heard a sudden loud voice, shook his hand, and almost sent out the unedited WeChat. Pressing the center of his eyebrows, he said helplessly: "Fourth brother, there is nothing wrong with my ears."
Huo Xiang: "Is that song nice?"
Huo Yao nodded, "It sounds good, very good."
Very perfunctory attitude.
Huo Xiang saw that someone lowered his head to chat with him again, he couldn't help turning off the music sullenly, and looked over, "Sister, who are you chatting with, so serious?"
Huo Yao didn't avoid him, and replied without raising his head, "An old Chinese doctor."
Huo Xiang scanned the chat display above, and found that it was completely incomprehensible to him, so he lost interest in an instant and looked away.
After Huo Yao sent the last message, he put down his phone, then raised his head to look at Huo Xiang, and belatedly asked, "Why didn't you sing?"
Why didn't you play the song, do you have no points in your heart? !
Even though he thought so in his heart, Huo Xiang didn't dare to say it out. Holding his mobile phone, when he was about to play his latest recorded song for her to listen to, the voice of his aunt behind him interrupted him.
"The meal is ready."
Huo Xiang immediately turned off the phone.
Huo Yao had already stood up, "Let's go, fourth brother, it's time to eat."
Looking down at someone's short, fluffy and curly hair, he couldn't help reaching out and plucking it.
Soft and delicate, like wool, the hand feel is as good as imagined.
Huo Yao is very satisfied.
Huo Xiang: "?"
(end of this chapter)