Dou Xun encountered a bomber-like welcome from Aunt Du and Grandma Xu, adding food and asking questions.
Dou Xun was almost unable to cope with the intensive questioning of the two middle-aged and elderly women. He was forced to talk about his language inventory for more than a month in one night before he was released.
Dou Xun slipped back to his room with lingering fears, opened the door, and found that the bedroom on the second floor was still the same as when he left. Aunt Du helped him clean, and the sheets were washed in the days when he was away. Dou Xun threw himself on the bed, and the special fragrance mixed with detergent and disinfectant spun around and got into his nose.
There are also several boxes of colorful chocolates on the bookshelf. At first glance, Xu Jin brought them back from a business trip abroad. They must be in duplicate. Xu Xilin did not steal them, but kept them neatly for him.
Dou Xun rolled twice on the bed as if confirming the site, and there was a sense of safety and comfort that the little stray animal finally returned to its own nest.
He rubbed contentedly for a while, then jumped up and went to "inspect" his other "territory".
Mr. "Territory" Xu Xilin is fighting against Aunt Du for the right to turn on the air conditioner when he sleeps.
Auntie Du quoted the scriptures: "As the old saying goes, 'Yang closes the yin and grows the yin, and the autumn melon ruins the belly'. After the autumn, you need to keep healthy. What's the matter? You still have to turn on the air conditioner to sleep? I won't talk about electricity consumption, colds are all That's how it came out!"
Xu Xilin retorted angrily: "The old saying goes, 'The spring covers the autumn frost', and it also says 'The wind is roaring, horses are barking, and autumn tigers are jumping'! Besides, I have a fever!"
He answered too quickly, and Aunt Du stood on the stairs dumbfounded, forgetting the words for a while, so she had to resort to a big move: "I want to tell your mother!"
Xu Xilin has no pressure: "My mother has gone to deal with the big money owner, and will come back next month."
Auntie Du was furious and ran to the kitchen step by step, announcing that the pear water boiled at night did not have Xu Xilin's share.
Xu Xilin turned to Dou Xun, who was onlookers, indifferently, and was about to say something when he suddenly sneezed into an earth-shattering big sneeze, almost lifted his head off his neck, and his temples roared.
He does this every time he catches a cold. It's not much during the day, but it will get worse sooner or later.
Dou Xun frowned, pushed him into the room, and ordered bluntly, "Lie down."
Xu Xilin lay dizzy on his small single bed, still not forgetting the spirit of entertainment, and said to Dou Xun angrily: "After returning to China... tell 'Pork Shreds' that I love her... Remember, I only love Jingjiang. She doesn't like the smell of fish..."
Before he could finish speaking, Dou Xun suddenly bent down without warning and put his lips on his forehead.
Xu Xilin: "..."
Shredded pork in Beijing sauce and shredded fish flavored pork collided with the earth in his head, turning into a pot of meat paste soup.
Dou Xun's eyes flickered for a while, he stepped back carefully, and explained to Xu Xilin, "I'll try if you burn it."
Xu Xilin's lips moved slightly, but he couldn't express any opinion.
Dou Xun poured him a glass of warm water, carefully adjusted the temperature like an experiment, and put a few drops on his hands to try, then ran downstairs to get him the medicine, and carefully folded a small piece of white paper. Pill box, put the selected pills together, and send them to Xuxi's clinical head cabinet.
It was the first time he took care of others, he seemed very unfamiliar. After doing all the things, Dou Xun stood there and thought carefully about whether he had missed anything. He was more careful than raising a precious white mouse... and realized a little from all kinds of trivialities. Difficulty and outsider happiness.
Xu Xilin was slightly relieved after listening to Dou Xun's rustling voice as he walked away.
He was lying on the bed and turned over several times uneasy, and he felt that something was wrong.
He lightly wiped his forehead, and the touch of Dou Xun's lips seemed to remain on it, as soft as a feather, Xu Xilin shuddered, and he was slow to sense the itch of the feather.
At this moment, the bedroom door opened again with a creaking sound. Xu Xilin propped up his head and saw that Dou Xun was back again, carrying a wrapped paper bag in his hand.
Dou Xun came to him as if he was afraid of being disturbed. He held his breath and shoved the paper bag into Xu Xilin's hand: "I bought it for you."
Xu Xilin blinked unexpectedly.
Dou Xun pretended to mention it casually, and deliberately said lightly, "I did some translation for someone, and I didn't have room to spend the manuscript fee, so I just bought something."
Xu Xilin felt that he might really have a fever, and his mouth was dry from time to time. When he saw Dou Xun poking at the side like a stick, he glanced at it eagerly, and felt that there was a strange cuteness on this mallet.
He sniffed and moved to open the tightly packed paper bag...
Then a thick "College Entrance Examination Center Essay Compilation (Biology)" came out.
Xu Xilin: "..."
Bah, cute ass!
Neuropathy!
Mr. Dou was quite in a state and agreed to Xu Jin, and he seriously carried out his promise to study with Xu Xilin every Sunday to the end.
Because in addition to the promise, he also has a bit of selfishness - Dou Xun has always been brooding about Xu Xilin's saying "can't go to a university". If possible, he hopes to be with Xu Xilin all the time and occupy his spare time every day.
Of course, Xu Xilin didn't think so.
Originally in the third year of high school, Xu Xilin had a feeling of "studying seven days a week, twenty-four hours a day". Seeing the exam papers made me feel sick, so I finally had one day off every week to breathe, and I had to deal with Dou Xun!
Moreover, he can be distracted in class, and occasionally take a nap secretly in the self-study class, but in front of Mr. Dou, who is observant, there is no drama. Xu Xilin suspects that a single hair on his body vibrates abnormally, and Dou Xun can detect it. If he finds his mind wandering, he will turn off the timer clock and deduct the distraction time from the "three hours".
At the beginning, for the sake of his kindness, Xu Xilinian endured it silently for more than a month, from the end of the summer heat to the gold in Ginkgo biloba, and the mid-term exam came.
Xu Xilin ranked fourth in his class and eighteenth grade. For this grade, he feels quite good. If he can keep it up, he can steadily enter the top ten in the country, exceeding expectations. Xu Jin will give him extra rewards for watching it. .
When he got the transcript, Xu Xilin still wanted to use the transcript as an excuse to come back and thank Dou Xun, and invite him out for a good meal by the way.
On the way home, he had already booked the restaurant, but before he could invite him, Dou Xun poured him a basin of cold water.
"The grades are not good," Dou Xun said lukewarmly, "Starting this week, let's add an hour and a half every week."
It doesn't work, what is it? Do you have to take the exam? This man is simply incomprehensible!
Xu Xilin suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and tried to reason with him: "Actually, I feel pretty good. Look, I'm better than last year..."
Dou Xun interrupted him: "Does the admission standard for the college entrance examination depend on how much you improved from last year?"
Xu Xilin threw the pen away and wanted to spray him, but his tongue curled in his mouth, and he held back.
He first took a deep breath and patiently said to Dou Xun: "People have different views on people, you see, there are academic tyrants like you in the world, and there are workaholics like my mother, and there must be people like me. Passers-by, I think the world is so colorful, why hang on a tree, it’s almost done, there’s no need to pursue that top-notch, and it’s not the same which university you go to…”
Dou Xun Ting understood that he wanted to go to university with Xu Xilin, but it turned out that he was just shaving his head and picking up his sons and being passionate.
He drilled into a big bull's horn on his own and asked in a very depressed tone, "You don't think it's necessary?"
Xu Xilin thought he was discussing the issue of "pursuing top-notch", and replied calmly: "I am only seventeen or eighteen years old in one or two years. Looking back, I have filled up all the books and exams. Isn't it interesting? It's not worth it. ."
He means that the speaker has no intention, and the listener of Dou is intentional. The three words "not worth it" were like a thin and long needle, accurately poking into Dou Xun's heart's fragile juvenile feelings.
Dou Xun stood up abruptly, stared at Xu Xilin in disappointment and anger for a while, then turned around and slammed the door and left without saying a word.
Xu Xilin was inexplicable and very annoyed, and said in his heart, "I haven't lost my temper yet, but you're really excited."
He bent down and picked up the Doudou dog who ran in to play, and scratched Doudou's neck: "Your brother Xian'er is more moody than you."
Doudou just started rubbing his hand softly and acting coquettishly. After a while, she became impatient again. She turned around and slapped him, grinned twice, and swaggered from his knees. Jump up and down and run.
Xu Xilin: "..."
Bastards, soybeans and azuki beans are the same virtue.
Dou Xun was really angry.
Normally, he would send some erratic jokes to Xu Xilin when he had nothing to do, but this time he ignored him for a week, and he didn't say he would come back on the weekend.
During self-study on Saturday, Xu Xilin waited until the end of the last get out of class, and did not wait for Dou Xun's text message "I am at the school gate" waiting for you.
He was muttering in his heart, when suddenly a cold on his forehead, Lao Cheng said, "Tuanzuo, look here, look up!"
When Xu Xilin looked up, he saw a red and black soft ruler laying in front of him. The old man was chanting and measuring his face.
Xu Xilin: "What the hell?"
"Luban ruler," Lao Cheng said solemnly, "don't move, you can predict good luck!"
Xu Xilin froze his neck and raised his eyebrows: "Don't you usually play with those three steel swords in fortune-telling? Why did you change the shotgun for the cannon?"
"That's called 'Liu Yao'! Also Sangang Rong... Do you have any culture?" Lao Cheng measured the whole way, looking at Xu Xilin and shook his head, "Ferocious, real murderer."
Face each other with a woodworking feng shui ruler, and still have the face to say that others have no culture.
Xu Xilin asked in a bad mood, "What did you measure?"
Lao Cheng said boldly: "The big thing is bad, the house is going to collapse, where are you going to go!"
Xu Xilin thumped the old crow's mouth, then packed up his schoolbag and went home irritably. On the one hand, he misses Dou Xun who is angry with him, and on the other hand, he is also a little annoyed - every time Dou Xun makes unreasonable troubles, he asks him to coax him. No girlfriend can do that.
He went home impatiently and found that Ms. Xu Jin, who had not been home for two months, came back, her suitcase was still left unpacked on the ground, and she was still talking on the phone with a tired face. Seeing him enter the door, Xu Jin Jin stood on tiptoe and touched his head, pointing upstairs to let him see the presents.
Every time Xu Jin went on a long business trip, he would bring gifts home. Xu Xilin ran upstairs in three and two steps, and saw that Xu Jin had put a bunch of large and small bags in the public living room on the second floor. Bring a watch to him and Dou Xun.
After making a bunch of phone calls dryly, Xu Jinjin went upstairs with a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator, and went to Xu Xilin's "Feng Shui Throne": "I'm so exhausted—Xiaodou Xian'er didn't come back this week? "
"Uh... um." Xu Xilin felt a little guilty, and then put it on obediently, rubbing her back and rubbing her shoulders for Ms. Xu Jin, "Mr. Xu, the boss is not just to direct the soldiers to work, why are you working so hard all the time?"
Xu Jin didn't mind telling him about his work: "To deal with small projects, of course, send small soldiers, and to deal with small funders, you have to send middle-level managers. Isn't this time the projects of the three big funders rushed together? All of them? You have to serve me in person, you will kill me, sigh, hurry up and study hard, graduate early and make money for my mother."
Xu Xilin's mouth was full of sweet words that didn't need to pay the bill: "No problem, I will buy an island for you at that time, specially for yachts, please invite two hundred Filipino maids, fifty to keep a dog for you, fifty to carry you around, There are also 100 people who are specially responsible for pacifying the morning and evening, and they line up at the door every day to greet them.”
Xu Jin: "..."
She was a little tired and a little worried, and felt that the child didn't seem to grow up.
"If Xiaodou stuffing doesn't come back, you can bring him some food to send to school later. When you live in school, you can't wait to peel off the wall and eat it. It's pathetic." Xu Jin said, "It's alright, alright. Don't knock, what kind of poor craftsmanship are you, it's giving me a headache."
Xu Xilin imagined the scene of Dou Xun gnawing at the wall, and half of the fire in his heart dissipated.
"Okay," he thought, "just get used to him again."
While talking, President Xu's cell phone rang again.
"It's not over yet!" Xu Jin sighed and went to get the phone. She lowered her head and glanced at the Chinese National University Exam that her son had written beside her, "Xu Xilin, 'not suffering from widowhood but suffering from unevenness'. The word 'widow' is spelled wrong!"
Xu Xilin's voice came from the door: "Come back and change-"
This is the last time in his life that he misspelled the word "widow".
[Volume 2: Onions]