They sat on the sofa with the diary on the coffee table.
He Shen held the pen and stared at the horizontal lines, unable to write even a single point.
Family heirloom diary... A treasure left by Qiao Shao's mother, belonging to a warm family, now he can also write on it.
Thinking of this, He Shen's hand holding the pen trembled slightly.
Qiao Shao waited patiently for him.
He Shen finally put down the pen, and the moment the tip of the pen was injected into the paper, he only felt a heat flow in his chest.
"Eh..." Qiao Shao said, "the tip of the pen is going to puncture the paper!"
He Shen snapped back to his senses, he hurriedly raised his pen, looking like a primary school student learning to write for the first time.
Qiao Shao was amused by him: "Why are you so nervous?"
He Shen: "… "
Qiao Shao teased him: "Will a student with a perfect score who submits papers in advance for every exam also get nervous?"
He Shen sighed lightly and said slowly, "I don't know what to write."
He didn't even have a complete home, and how would he know what to write in such a wonderful book.
Qiao Shao took out the pen from his hand and said, "Write whatever you want, whatever comes to your mind..."
He said that he had already written it first, and just under Qiao Zongmin's handwriting, he wrote a line of round and lovely characters.
He Shen stared at it for a long time, Qiao Shao wrote - He Shen Shen is too unpromising, he was shaking while holding the pen, it turns out that there are times when learning gods are nervous.
He Shen: "… "
Qiao Shao stopped writing and looked at him: "Look, that's fine!"
What my mother said, it doesn't matter how much I write, the more important thing is to share, it is the sharing between husband and wife, between father and son, between mother and son.
Even if they haven't been together all day, when they come home and see the family heirloom diary, they know what each other has done.
This is the warmest exchange and the most beautiful memory I have written down with my heart.
He Shen nodded, picked up the pen again, and carefully wrote the first word.
Qiao Shao looked over curiously, wanting to know what the scholar who was sitting upright like an enemy wrote.
The neat and handsome handwriting is a little blurred when the pen is slightly trembling due to the slight tremor of the hand, but the whole is still good-looking and has a great demeanor.
As for this content...
Qiao Shao burst out laughing: "Are you writing a composition for elementary school students!"
No matter how handsome and elegant the font is, the content is that the primary school students did not run away.
He Shen wrote: The weather is fine today, I am very happy...
Qiao Shao read it again, then tilted his head to look at him: "Then what?"
He Shen added four more words - very happy.
Qiao Shao laughed out loud, and almost leaned back and forth: "Are you going to laugh at me to death!"
But He Shen is still very serious: "Can't you?"
Qiao Shao laughed until his stomach hurt: "Okay, it's fine, whatever you write is fine."
He Shen knew that his writing was too simple, but this was his mood at this moment, every word was extremely true: the weather was very good, the mood was very good, and I was so happy that I didn't know how to describe it.
No matter how good the brain is, no matter what experience he has, when the real emotions are full of blood, he will return to the most immature time, and like a child, he will experience the cleanest, clearest, and instinctual happiness.
Mr. Qiao came out of the kitchen: "Alright, it's time to eat!"
Qiao Shao said: "Okay." After speaking, he took He Shen's hand and walked to the restaurant.
Da Qiao's eyes were fixed on their hands. Qiao Shao didn't think much of it at first, but he let go when he saw it.
Qiao Zongmin said, "Come here and serve the dishes!"
Qiao Shao said quickly: "Okay."
He Shen wanted to help, and Qiao Shao said, "Place the tableware and chopsticks."
He Shen stayed at the table.
Since my father is a mountain, I have to be separated from them tonight to show this heavy fatherly love.
He Shen was a little cramped and ate slowly.
Qiao Zongmin looked at him: "Isn't it delicious?"
He Shen immediately replied, "It's delicious."
Qiao Zongmin said again: "Then why..."
Qiao Shao hurriedly helped He Shen: "Dad, don't scare him all the time."
Qiao Zongmin was the least willing to listen to Qiao Shao protecting He Shen: "Why, I can't let him eat more?"
Qiao Shao said: "He hasn't eaten with his family very much. You have to let him get used to it."
One sentence made He Shen's hand tremble slightly.
Qiao Zongmin took a meal and said, "Eat more, and tell me what you want to eat in the future..." After he said it, he forcibly changed his words, "Aunt Wu!"
Qiao Shao snickered: "Is it my Aunt Wu?"
Qiao Zongmin raised his eyebrows.
Qiao Shao said: "He Shen is not a picky eater, he eats everything."
He Shen nodded and said, "Well, it's all delicious." As long as you can eat on this table, everything is delicious.
After dinner, someone cleaned up, and Qiao Shao pulled He Shen: "Let's go to do our homework."
Da Qiao couldn't stop himself: "Okay."
Qiao Shao took He Shen to his study room on the second floor. As soon as he pushed the door in, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It can be regarded as getting rid of Dad's death stare."
Usually when there were only two people, He Shen would always kiss him, but today he behaved very well, as if Da Qiao was in the house.
Qiao Shao whispered to him, "Would you like to live here?"
He Shen held his hand and said, "Can I really live in your house?" There was always an unreal feeling.
Qiao Shao said: "As long as you want, this is your home."
There is nothing more heart-wrenching than this sentence, He Shen wished he could hear it tens of thousands of times.
He said: "I am very willing, especially willing."
Qiao Shao was happy again: "He Shen Shen, what's the matter with you, fell in love with this style?"
When I write my diary, I am very happy, very happy, and now I am very willing, very willing.
In the past, there were a lot of talkative gods, but this time they really ran out of words.
Qiao Shao wanted to say something when there was a knock on the door.
Qiao Shao said: "The door is not closed."
Qiao Zongmin came in with a book: "Don't you want to do your homework?"
Qiao Shao: "I'm looking for a job."
Qiao Zongmin sat in a massage chair in the corner and said, "Oh, write quickly."
Only then did Qiao Shao realize that his study had been manipulated, and he said in shock, "Why did you put a massage chair? I don't need it!"
Qiao Zongmin opened the book and said, "I use it."
Qiao Shao was fascinated: "you put it on the third floor."
Qiao Zongmin said calmly, "I'll use it here."
Qiao Shao: "..."
Needless to say, Da Qiao wanted to monitor their homework!
As for Mr. Qiao, do you have hundreds of millions of bosses to do this job every minute
He Shen was very honest, and changed the subject: "There are two desks?"
Good guy, only then did Qiao Shao realize that there was another one beside his desk.
Qiao Zongmin looked at the book and said, "The engineering chair will not be delivered until the day after tomorrow." The implication is that it has been arranged a long time ago, and you two should hurry up and study for me!
Qiao Shao: "You don't have to sit here, we can really do our homework well."
Qiao Zongmin said, "I can't quarrel with you when I read my book?"
Qiao Shao: "..."
Okay, because Da Qiao was so well prepared, he endured it! Besides, Da Qiao is just on a whim, and it is estimated that he will never come again after two days. This massage chair... emmm, send it to Aunt Wu at that time, he doesn't need it anyway!
Qiao Shaozhen and He Shen brushed two sets of questions until after ten o'clock.
Comrade Qiao Zongmin fell asleep directly on the massage chair... Qiao Shao didn't know what the hell he was "monitoring" when he looked at his gongs and drums and couldn't wake up!
The study is all ready, and the bedroom is naturally a lot of work.
Don't think about it, He Shen can only sleep on the first floor, but the guest room on the first floor has a new look, and all the utensils are the same as those in Qiao Shao's house.
Qiao Shao deliberately checked the mattress: "Da Qiao, you can, isn't this mattress to be ordered two or three months in advance?"
Qiao Zongmin said, "200,000 expedited fee."
Qiao Shao tutted twice, and said to He Shen, "Look, our big Qiao is righteous."
He Shen said: "You don't need to spend so much money."
Qiao Zongmin was not polite to him: "Just sleep honestly."
Qiao Shao subdued his father's yellow brain and pushed him: "It's getting late, go back to sleep."
Qiao Zongmin naturally took his son away, and after sending Qiao Shao back to the bedroom, he also told him: "Lock the door."
Qiao Shao: "..."
Qiao Zongmin said solemnly: "Don't take it seriously, you two are still young!"
Qiao Shao coaxed him: "Okay, I'll lock the door." With a click, he locked the door first.
The old father felt melancholy for a while, and felt that he was not a good boy, so he went upstairs to work overtime silently.
Qiao Shaoliang didn't rush in, and first sent a message to He Shen: "How is the room?"
Because of Da Qiao, he didn't take a good tour.
He Shen returned to him after a while, with only four words: "It's like a dream."