After entering the bedroom, Ji Mingyue revealed his surprised expression: "Lin Feng, I didn't expect you to please my dad!"
Lin Feng knew that Ji Mingyue's "to please" was not derogatory, but simply meant that he would take the initiative to please his elders. He had no other meaning, so he coughed slightly unnaturally: "...what's unexpected?"
"That's right." Ji Mingyue thought about it. In fact, if Lin Feng hadn't been too indifferent to him some time ago, he still stayed in the impression that Lin Feng was handsome and gentle during the class reunion. Yiye was blinded, "You just think I'm stupid... Cough, come and see the cat!"
Two kittens have been returned and have been identified as two young tomcats. They were still placed in the shoebox lined with towels. Seeing the two two-legged beasts in front of them squatting down together, the two little heads of the brothers lifted up boldly, and their four round eyes looked left and right curiously, which was really cute.
In fact, Secretary Zhang, who was in charge of "escorting" the two of them, bought them exquisite cat litters, but they still prefer the simple paper shoe boxes, and happily "break out" from the cat litter time and time again, running to the shoes The orientation of the box. After going back and forth several times, Huang Shuxiang simply moved them back to the original nest.
"Secretary Zhang told me that the pet doctor said that the two of them are not yet old enough to be vaccinated, and they themselves have resistance, so they don't need to be vaccinated for now." Ji Mingyue stretched out his hand and squeezed the small pad of "Chaplin" and said , "I first did an in vitro deworming and ear mite inspection. The doctor said that they should have been kept at home before, and they were clean and healthy."
"That's okay." Lin Feng nodded and said, "The cats I raised before were not so small. I don't know that they can't be vaccinated, so let's wait until they are old enough to vaccinate."
Ji Mingyue touched the bowl containing the gooey cat milk powder that Huang Shuxiang had soaked before, and felt that the temperature was right, so he drew a small half of the tube with a syringe, and gently opened the mouth of the "shocked face" to feed it slowly.
"Shocked Face" doesn't like to eat like "Chaplin", so Ji Mingyue is used to feeding it first. "Shocked Face" lazily held the syringe, swallowing every bite, and "Chaplin" seemed to be used to it, resting his head on his two front paws, quietly tilting his head to look at Ji Ming The more it feeds its little brother.
"Lin Feng, what is your cat like?" Ji Mingyue asked casually while feeding the cat, "Where is it now?"
"It's gone."
"… Um?!"
"It's very old." Lin Feng said in a low voice, "It's a big white Chinese garden cat named Doubao. It's usually very lazy and doesn't talk to anyone except when it's eating. During the Chinese New Year, it suddenly ran away one day. Come over and lick my hand actively, and then disappear."
during the New Year? That was almost exactly after the accident at Lin Feng's house...
"Maybe it has spirituality." Ji Mingyue blurted out, "I don't want to be your burden at that time."
"... At that time?" Lin Feng turned to look at him, his eyes were clear and sharp, which made Ji Mingyue's heart skip a beat.
"Yes, yes." Ji Mingyue fed the cat with his head down, without looking into Lin Feng's eyes, "Just... at the time of Chinese New Year, people are so busy that they don't have the time to take care of the cat..."
He buried his head in feeding the two cats, then stood up and went to the desk to pull papers, trying to divert his attention: "Well, Lin Feng, can you describe your bean buns again? Or, do you have a picture?"
"I have photos in my phone, what's the matter?" Lin Feng followed him to stand up and asked.
"How about I draw a picture of your bean bag?" Ji Mingyue said, "My picture is very beautiful, trust me! When you go back, put its portrait in your wallet, maybe it will come back to see you someday La… "
Of course, Lin Feng knew how skilled Ji Mingyue's painters were. He even felt that some of the magazine cartoons he had occasionally seen at newsstands before were not as good-looking as Ji Mingyue's random strokes. He paused for a moment, then replied, "Okay."
After laying out the paper and pencils, Ji Mingyue began to draw on the brown-eyed white cat in Lin Feng's phone.
He is very familiar with painting. While painting, he can casually chat with Lin Feng: "By the way, Chaplin and Shocked Face are not famous yet! Let's quickly think of a name for them. Now this name, just like It's like Feng Rui's insulting nickname..."
"I think Missy is doing well."
"...Damn it?!" Unexpectedly, Lin Feng would tease him with this point, Ji Mingyue swayed his pen and almost drew the cat's beard out of the sky, "Are you fucking kidding me..."
"No." Lin Feng smiled without blushing, "I just said it casually. I'm not very good at naming names, why don't you choose them?"
"Okay..." Ji Mingyue reluctantly began to recall those weird names he saw when he was sucking cats on Weibo in his previous life—watermelon rind and pumpkin rind? 6699? Five million after taxes? ... This pair of brothers is special, the names must be in pairs, and it is best to have a better meaning...
After thinking about it, a light bulb lit up above his head: "Why don't we call it New Year's Day?"
Lin Feng was stunned for a moment: "Why is it called this?"
"New Years and New Years are Years, and Years and Years are together—" Ji Mingyue said seriously, "There are fish every year!"
Lin Feng burst out laughing almost as soon as he realized it.
"What are you laughing at?" Ji Ming looked up at him, but he couldn't hold back his smile, "What a wonderful meaning of this name! There will never be any shortage of delicious food, and this is my most sincere blessing to them!"
"Good blessing." Lin Feng's eyes did not fade, and he raised his hand to rub Ji Mingyue's hair, "They will thank you."
This movement was done very naturally, and the moment the two of them realized it, there was a moment of stiffness.
Ji Mingyue looked up at Lin Feng from bottom to top. The air seems to have become thicker, wrapping them in the middle silently.
"Mingyue, Lin Feng, come out to eat." Ji Hong knocked on the door twice symbolically, while twisting the doorknob and directly pushed the door open, and poked his head in, "What are you doing?"
"...did nothing!"
Lin Feng withdrew his hand in an instant, and Ji Mingyue almost immediately sat upright, and continued: "I just draw a picture..."
Ji Hong didn't really want to find out what they were doing, he just asked casually, and regarded their actions as ordinary boys' slapstick, and waved his hands when he heard this: "Stop drawing, come out to eat quickly, you Aunt Huang All the dishes you like to cook!"
Ji Mingyue nodded quickly: "Oh, good!"
In fact, Ji Ming felt that if Ji Hong hadn't come back, Lin Feng might not be willing to eat at his house, but now that he had caught up with him, and with Ji Hong's enthusiasm for keeping the meal, Lin Feng stayed and shared with them. Had this dinner together.
The Ji family has no relatives, and the dinner table has not been so lively for a long time. Although Lin Feng didn't talk much, he picked up the conversation and inserted new topics just right, which made Ji Hong smile. Have a drink" No.
After dinner, Lin Feng and Huang Shuxiang left one after another. Ji Mingyue gave the painting to Lin Feng, and then sent the person downstairs. When he returned home and entered the door, he hesitated for a while in the porch.
Ji Hong is in the study. At this time, the mobile phone does not have so many smart functions, so he still deals with the business in front of the computer. Hearing Ji Mingyue push the door in, Ji Hong raised his head and said with a smile, "You're back?"
"Yeah." Ji Ming walked up to him, and glanced at Ji Hong's computer screen inadvertently, "Dad, what are you looking at?"
On the screen are dense real estate investment calculation charts, and a three-dimensional perspective map of a certain area. Although Ji Mingyue was a cartoonist in his previous life, it is not completely incomprehensible. He can actually understand some of these contents.
Ji Hong didn't think that a high school student could understand anything: "It's nothing, it's about the company's investment." He changed the subject, "Mingyue, I heard from your Aunt Huang that you have been coming home late recently?"
If it was the previous life, Ji Mingyue might have felt that Huang Shuxiang was "making a small report", but after ten years of experience, he could understand her, and said: "There is no 'du', and school has only started for a few days." He hugged Ji Hong's shoulder and shook it, "Besides, Dad, you saw it too. I'm playing with Lin Feng now. He was in the top ten of the exam. How could I be a bad student?"
Ji Hong called him for a moment, and his tone involuntarily softened a lot: "I didn't say you were going to be a bad student... Lin Feng's grade is in the top ten? Then don't delay his study."
"Am I that kind of person!" Ji Mingyue complained, "You look down on me too much."
"Okay, okay." Ji Hong smiled, "By the way, didn't you say you want to make up lessons two days ago? Did you find a teacher?"
"I... didn't look for it." Ji Mingyue paused for a moment, but said straight, "I don't think the teacher's teaching method is suitable for me. I want Lin Feng to make up for me."
"Lin Feng?" Ji Hong was obviously a little surprised, and pondered, "You asked him to make up lessons for you? He is not a teacher, so he knows how to teach students? Besides, do you know that he is willing? He still needs to study, do he have time to take care of you? "
"Lin Feng gave me a lecture, and I think what he said was easier for me to understand than what the teacher said." Ji Mingyue said seriously, "Besides, Lin Feng is already working part-time. If he spends part-time work Come teach me, and I will pay him tuition fees, which will make it easier and earn more than him working part-time."
Ji Hong didn’t care much about his son’s “willingness to pay a higher supplementary tuition fee than ordinary wages”, he felt that as long as it was worth the money, he was concerned about: “Isn’t Lin Feng a high school student, why does he still have to work? His family is short of money?"
"Yes." Ji Mingyue didn't hide anything, and told everything he knew about Lin Feng's family situation, "... I heard it was like this."
Ji Hong thought for a moment without words, then suddenly asked: "Did Lin Feng tell you?"
Ji Mingyue's heart moved, and he said without blinking: "No, I heard it from others. He never told me, even the part-time job only said that he was making pocket money."
Ji Hong looked his son up and down, he used to always feel that his baby was too simple, so while he was unwilling to restrain him casually, he was somewhat worried about him. Unexpectedly, after a new year's absence, the innocence in Ji Mingyue's eyes is still there, but it is more clear than before.
"...You decide for yourself." Ji Hong finally let go, "The supplementary tuition fee is in your card, and you can control it as you like."
"Yeah!" Ji Mingyue made no secret of his excitement, and hugged Ji Hong heavily, "Dad, you are the best!"
"Stinky boy." Ji Hong let him hold him for a while, until Ji Mingyue started to let go, and then he showed a disgusted expression, Hulu stroked his hair, "Go back to the room and do your homework when you are free, I will There is something else!"
"Something happened." After solving Lin Feng's filing problem, Ji Mingyue glanced back at the screen and said what he had been typing for a long time, "Dad, I don't think you can invest here."