After singing a song, Qiu Yi and Qiu Yan haven't come out yet, Bian Nan wants to sing another song, but he can't think of what to sing, his mind is full of Qiu Yan's out-of-tune, running to the sky and not being able to come back, I don't know what Song.
After holding back for a while, I had to stand up and go into the kitchen.
Qiu Yi bought a lot of vegetables, he looked at them, but he couldn't figure out what to do with them, so he took the pot and washed out the rice first, Qiu Yan wanted to drink porridge today, so he probably cooked it first.
Just as he was wondering if the sauced duck was going to be chopped out first, there was a knock at the door over there.
He suddenly turned his head and saw Qiu Yi coming out of the room and walking towards the kitchen, but he didn't see Qiu Yan coming out behind him.
"What's the matter?" Bian Nan hurriedly dropped the duck in his hand and rushed to the door to stare at Qiu Yi's face.
"You go into the room and chat with him," Qiu Yi smiled, walked into the kitchen and looked, "Is the rice or porridge?"
"Porridge, porridge," Bian Nan stared at the open door again, lowered his voice, "What did you tell him?"
"I, just tell him that my brother doesn't have a girlfriend, and that my brother likes big tigers, so I want to be with him." Qiu Yi took the cooked food chopping board and washed it, then turned to look at Bian Nan, "It's like mom and dad together Together like that."
"Can he understand?" Bian Nan felt that Qiu Yi's words were quite easy to understand and very gentle, but the key was Qiu Yan, "He hasn't seen his parents together, has he?"
"You think he's three years old? You know what's going on when you're sexy, how can you not understand this?" Qiu Yi smiled, "Besides, he doesn't have a mother, so he must know what's going on with other people's parents."
"... Then is he angry? Can he accept it?" Bian Nan was very nervous, and anxious to go into the room to chat with Qiu Yan, and wanted to inquire here first.
"I can't tell," Qiu Yi bowed his head and began to chop the duck, "I told you to go talk to him and you'll know. You're not angry anyway, so don't worry."
Bian Nan took a step outside and then stepped back, pointing at Qiu Yi: "Why are you doing this, why can't you comfort me first? Shouldn't parents reassure each other? You always let me talk by myself. Just chat, you let me..."
Qiu Yi leaned over and kissed him hard on the mouth: "Don't be afraid, Mom, go, it's really fine."
Bian Nan made up his mind, gritted his teeth and left the kitchen. After walking for several steps, he realized Qiu Yi's words, so he ran back to the kitchen door in his busy schedule: "You seem to have messed with your wife."
"Really," Qiu Yi tossed his hand lightly, turned the knife in his hand twice, and chopped it on the chopping board. He turned his head and narrowed his eyes, "I won't find out until tonight."
Bian Nan didn't have the time to discuss this matter with Qiu Yi in detail at the moment, so he just raised his middle finger at him, turned around and strode into the room.
The door was open, and the TV in the room was also on. Qiu Yan was kneeling on the stool, concentrating on unwrapping Qiu Yi's gift.
"Second Treasure?" Bian Nan stood at the door and called him, feeling that his voice was inexplicably lacking in confidence.
Qiu Yan raised his eyes to see him, didn't make a sound or move, just stared at him in a daze.
"What... are you doing?" Bian Nan walked to the table and sat down carefully. Although Qiu Yi said that Qiu Yan was not angry, he was still worried that Qiu Yan would roar to make him stand up after sitting down.
"Open presents," Qiu Yan lowered his head to open the box, and took out a handmade wool doll from inside, "I like to open presents."
"I'll buy a bunch of presents for you to unpack tomorrow," Bian Nan said with a smile, "How about it?"
Qiu Yan didn't speak, and only sighed after holding the doll for a long time.
"What's the matter?" Bian Nan was at a loss when he heard his movement, "Erbao, what your brother told you..."
"That means I won't have a sister-in-law anymore," Qiu Yan said, turning his head to look at him, "Isn't it?"
"Uh..." Bian Nan hesitated and nodded, "It stands to reason that's the case."
"Then who are you my brother?" Qiu Yan lay down on the table and continued to look at him.
"What did your brother tell you?" Bian Nan suddenly suspected that Qiu Yi didn't explain anything to Qiu Yan.
"Say you are his boyfriend," Qiu Yan scratched his head, "Then he is also your boyfriend, what happens after that?"
"After what?" Bian Nan smoothed out the hair on his head.
"Girlfriend will be sister-in-law in the future, what will boyfriend be in the future?" Qiu Yan asked.
"Huh?" Bian Nan found that Qiu Yan's focus seemed to be a bit off. What was he struggling with during the co-authoring period
"I don't understand." Qiu Yan frowned.
"You don't need to understand this, anyway..." Bian Nan wanted to say that I can't get married to your brother anyway, but he didn't say it after thinking about it, "Don't you still call me a big tiger?"
"Well, that's right," Qiu Yan nodded, holding his chin and thinking for a while, "Anyway, you are the sister-in-law, right?"
"No!" Bian Nan suddenly raised his voice and said.
"Why not?" Qiu Yan was at a loss.
"Your brother is the sister-in-law!" Bian Nan felt that this matter must be emphasized.
Qiu Yan stared at him for a long time: "Your IQ."
"What does this have to do with IQ? Don't follow your brother's example and try to bully me all day long." Bian Nan clicked his tongue, took a box and began to open it.
"How could my brother be my sister-in-law? Besides, my brother is a man." Qiu Yan said.
"Yes, your brother is a man, and so am I." Bian Nan felt helpless.
"Ah, that's right," Qiu Yan fell into deep thought again, and finally raised his head, "Then who is your father and who is your mother?"
At first, Bian Nan thought it was scientific for Qiu Yi to use his parents as an example, but now he thinks it is a serious mistake, Qiu Yan has a tendon, and his parents have to deal with the Master to figure it out.
"It's a relationship like mom and dad," Qiu Yi's voice sounded behind him, "It doesn't have to be a mom."
Qiu Yan stared and thought for a long time, finally nodded: "Understood."
Bian Nan leaned back on the chair and breathed a sigh of relief.
Qiu Yi patted him on the shoulder and went back to the kitchen.
Bian Nan leaned on the chair and looked at Qiu Yan who continued to concentrate on unwrapping the presents.
After unpacking all the presents and putting them on the table, Qiu Yan finally jumped off the stool, walked to Bian Nan, leaned against him, and sighed.
"What's wrong?" Bian Nan hugged him on his lap and looked at him.
"I thought you and my brother liked me the most," Qiu Yan looked a little sad, "It's not."
"Yes! Why not?" Bian Nan quickly shook him, "Your brother and I both like you the most, baby, you are the tip of our hearts."
"Really?" Qiu Yan glanced at him.
"Of course it's true," Bian Nan thought for a while, "I... have liked your brother for a long time, but what do you think I don't like you?"
Qiu Yan pondered for a while: "It seems not."
"Then it's over, your brother is the same, it's two different things," Bian Nan hugged him, "Liking him and liking you are different, different likings, but both are the same very, very liking, no matter we No matter what, you have two older brothers, dear."
Qiu Yan laughed: "The tongue twister is the same."
"Then do you understand?" Bian Nan asked.
"Understood." Qiu Yan smiled for a while, then felt a little depressed, "Then I don't think other people are like you. Will others think you are strange?"
"There's nothing strange about this," Bian Nan looked at him. "This is your brother's and I's business. No one else can care about it. There's nothing strange about liking someone."
"That's right," Qiu Yan nodded like a grown-up, "That's the way it is."
Bian Nan was amused, and patted his forehead: "I thought you would be angry."
"I won't be angry," Qiu Yan rubbed his forehead, "I'm just a little worried that you don't love me anymore."
"That must be impossible. If it doesn't hurt, no one will not hurt you." Bian Nan pinched him with his arms and stood up, "Go, go to the kitchen to help your brother... You are so heavy."
"I'm tall!" Qiu Yan laughed with a crisp voice.
"You are a long scale. What do you look like?" Bian Nan said.
Indeed, as Qiu Yi said, Qiu Yan is still young and doesn't have too many restrictions in his mind. It is much easier for him to accept such content than an adult.
He didn't even think too much about the fact that the two men were together, what he thought more about was whether the two brothers' love for him would change.
Bian Nan leaned against the kitchen door frame and looked at Qiu Yan who was beating his brother, feeling an indescribably warm feeling.
He likes children and has wanted a cute brother or sister since he was a child. After so many years, he finally has a bun.
If the situation at home wasn't like that, maybe he and Bian Xinyu would do the same. Bian Xinyu didn't care about other things. She was a pretty and cute little girl when she was a child...
After being home for so long, he has never seen Bian Xinyu once.
He has to go to work on Saturday afternoon, and he usually doesn't come home until dinner time. Bian Xinyu will definitely go out to eat with his classmates and come back very late at night. Before he leaves home and returns to the dormitory on Sunday, Bian Xinyu avoids him and goes shopping. Or bored in the house and unable to come out.
Bian Nan didn't know how to improve this situation, and maybe there was no need to deliberately change anything.
It's actually quite good to avoid meeting people who can't accept it as much as possible.
He was very satisfied to be able to maintain the current calm situation with his father.
Qiu Yi's cooking skills seemed to be getting higher and higher. Bian Nan was leaning against the door in a daze for a while, he had already fried the fish, the aroma was overflowing, Bian Nan felt hungry and his eyes lit up when he smelled it.
"I'll take it to the yard." Qiu Yan quickly went over to take the plate and walked out of the kitchen.
"Don't steal the fish!" Qiu Yi chased after him.
"Oh! Got it!" Qiu Yan shouted dissatisfied.
Bian Nan looked back at him secretly, after Qiu Yan put the fish on the table, he stared at the plate for a while, stretched out his hand and carefully pinched a green onion from the side and put it in his mouth.
"You're really obedient," Bian Nan was delighted when he saw it, and whispered to Qiu Yi, "I didn't eat fish, I ate green onions."
"Can ribs be sweet and sour?" Qiu Yi asked with a smile.
"Er Treasure! How about sweet and sour pork ribs?" Bian Nan turned his head and shouted into the yard.
"This is fish, not ribs!" Qiu Yan looked at him, "I didn't eat it either, I ate green onions!"
"Hey, I said another dish is sweet and sour pork ribs!" Bian Nan laughed for a long time, "Why are you guilty?"
"Sweet and sour pork ribs are good!" Qiu Yan nodded.
It didn't take much time, all four dishes and one soup were on the table, Qiu Yi filled a jar of pork rib soup in a soup can and asked Qiu Yan to bring it to the neighbor's old man and old lady.
"Let's eat." Bian Nan clapped his hands.
"Drink?" Qiu Yi asked him.
"...Drink...Do you want to drink?" Bian Nan was suddenly undecided.
"Drink something," Qiu Yi stood up and walked into the house, "My father hid a bottle of Wulangye in the house, and he was not allowed to drink it, so he hid it and no one was allowed to drink it..."
Bian Nan laughed, and he didn't realize it until Qiu Yi entered the room: "Damn, drink white?"
"I want to drink orange juice, did you buy orange juice?" Qiu Yan also ran into the house.
"Ah, I bought it." Bian Nan was a little uncertain about drinking baijiu. He had never drank baijiu, so he didn't know what state he would be in after drinking it. When Qiu Yi walked out with the wine, he hesitated, "Will No... Shall I drink orange juice with Erbao?"
"Drink this," Qiu Yi put the cup in front of him, "I will control it for you."
"You control the fart, do you know how much I can drink? I told you that I want to have a critical strike and I can fall to the ground with a bottle of beer. Believe it or not!" Bian Nan held his glass.
"It's my birthday." Qiu Yi twisted the back of his hand, "Don't be wordy."
"Fuck," Bian Nan took his hands away and rubbed them vigorously on the backs of his hands, "Are you getting a little serious?"
"Just have it at night." Qiu Yi poured half a glass into his cup, "You don't need to drink it all, just sip it slowly, and if you can't drink it, give it to me."
"What did you say?" Bian Nan narrowed his eyes.
"I said you can't drink it for me." Qiu Yi poured himself a glass.
"The previous sentence." Bian Nan stared at him.
"Just have it at night!" Qiu Yan twisted the lid of the orange juice, "What's there?"
"Serious." Qiu Yi took the orange juice and helped him unscrew it.
"Qiu Dabao!" Bian Nan couldn't help shouting, "Aren't you too arrogant..."
"It's not that I just met me, I've always been so arrogant," Qiu Yi raised his glass and smiled, "I hope to be with you two forever."
"Together forever! Happy birthday, brother!" Qiu Yan took the bottle and bumped it against Qiu Yi's cup.
"Happy birthday, together forever," Bian Nan looked at Qiu Yi, touched him lightly, and then bumped Qiu Yan twice, "Erbao, I love you the most, and I will always love you the most."
Qiu Yan laughed loudly: "So cute!"
"With the same virtue as your brother, it may be so annoying when you grow up." Bian Nan clicked his tongue and took a sip from the rim of his cup. After a second, his whole mouth became hot.
"How is it?" Qiu Yi asked him with a smile.
"I don't know, any wine tastes the same in my mouth, it's uncomfortable." Bian Nan put a piece of ribs in his mouth, and bit them.
Time flies so fast, the last time he went to Qiu Yi's house to celebrate his birthday, he still remembers clearly now, those initial heartbeats and bewilderment, now he can still remember that tangled feeling.
It's been a year.
Speaking of which, a lot happened.
Compared with his previous ten years of bland and uneventful events, this year made him taste ups and downs all over the place, just like this wine.
Now that the three of them were sitting here, he raised his head and looked at the sky through the gaps in the grape leaves.
He thought Papa Qiu would sit here with them for many years.
He hasn't heard all the stories that have been told so many times.
"I want a spare rib in soup." Qiu Yan's voice made Bian Nan withdraw his thoughts.
Qiu Yi scooped a spare rib for Qiu Yan from the soup, then turned to look at him: "Do you want it?"
"Yes." Bian Nan handed over the bowl.
"It's pretty good." Qiu Yi scooped a spare rib and half a bowl of soup into his bowl.
"What?" Bian Nan asked.
"If my dad wants to be here, he will say that," Qiu Yi glanced at him, "It's good, he likes to see us having fun."
Bian Nan smiled, and Qiu Yi saw what he was thinking again, this person is really annoying.
He picked up his glass and took a sip.
"Oh," he frowned, the pungentness from his mouth to his throat to his stomach made his whole head heat up, "it's... an indescribable feeling."
Qiu Yan ate very hard, talking about wanting to play tennis while eating.
"Luo Yiyang said, you can take me to play together," Qiu Yan gnawed on the ribs, "I think it's very good, he will find me a racket, and you can use such a good court without spending money..."
"Xiaoqian Chuanzi," Bian Nan laughed while holding the cup, "I'm pretty good at planning."
"You drank too much," Qiu Yan glanced at him, then turned to look at Qiu Yi again, "brother, can I go?"
"Go, but you have to be sensible, if they want to use the court for training, you have to let them out." Qiu Yi poured the half-drinked wine in Bian Nan's hand into his own glass, "Do you know?"
"Well, if there is no venue, we can go to the training wall to play." Qiu Yan nodded.
"I'll buy you a beat," Bian Nan lay down on the table, "I'll buy it tomorrow, I don't need Luo Yiyang to find it for you, I'll give you a good beat... Where's my wine?"
"Have a drink, there is still in the refrigerator." Qiu Yi entered the room and took a bottle of orange juice and put it in front of him.
Bian Nan frowned and clicked his tongue: "I can still drink some more, I don't feel anything yet, I'm in good shape today."
"That's because the energy hasn't come up yet." Qiu Yi poured orange juice into his glass, "It's just right when the energy comes up in a while."
"What's right?" Bian Nan looked at him.
"Just half drunk and half awake." Qiu Yi said.
"Why, I'm totally drunk. You can throw me on the sofa and on the bed. It's fine." Bian Nan waved his hand. He couldn't drink this wine, but his tongue is probably numb now, and the wine is not so bad. It was unbearably spicy.
"No, how can you play when you are asleep," Qiu Yi said calmly, "You have to be awake but not go crazy and resist, so that you can get drunk after drinking."
"What?" Bian Nan was stunned, he was still awake now, and quickly glanced at Qiu Yan, Qiu Yan didn't pay attention to what they said, he was standing on the stool after eating the ribs, looking at the bunch of small green grapes above his head, He glared at Qiu Yi, "Be careful what you fucking say."
"Okay," Qiu Yi nodded, and leaned into his ear and whispered, "I'm afraid you will be dishonest at night, so I need you to be half-drunk and half-awake. It's easier for me to clean up. I don't want to fight with you on a hot day. It’s as if I’ve strengthened you.”
Qiu Yi's lowered voice was pleasant to hear, slightly hoarse and sexy, and he felt comfortable hearing it.
But the content of these words shocked him, this shameless rascal! How could he just say so directly about his plan to play hooligans!
"Besides, it's easier for you to drink like this. When we both have nothing to do, you can drink and want to kiss me." Qiu Yi smiled softly, "Isn't it?"
"To you, uncle!" Bian Nan bounced off the table and smashed his butt on the chair, "Qiu Dabao, how did you grow up like this? Shameless Daquan can give you a separate chapter!"
Qiu Yi held the wine glass and laughed for a long time: "That's it, what's the matter, in half an hour you won't even be able to beat the second treasure."
"Ha!" Qiu Yan shouted while standing on the stool, posing in a Bruce Lee pose, "Roar!"
"Come down," Qiu Yi glanced at him, "I wasted a pot of soup in a pot."
"Do you want to eat cake?" Qiu Yan jumped off the stool, he was already full, and now he was thinking about the cake in the refrigerator.
"Go and get it." Qiu Yi stood up, put away all the plates on the table, and kicked Bian Nan again, "Go to the kitchen and get a knife to cut the cake while you can still work."
Bian Nan stood up, and when he walked towards the kitchen, he felt that his steps were relatively light, and he basically kept the shortest straight line between two points.
However, when he was looking for a knife in the kitchen, he felt that he still overestimated his strength. For example, when he opened the cabinet door, he didn't see the distance with his eyes. The door smashed directly on his face, and tears almost burst out .
"What's the matter?" Qiu Yi looked at him who was walking over with a knife in one hand and his face covered in the other.
"It hit the door," Bian Nan rubbed his face, "It's okay."
Qiu Yi smiled and took the knife: "Let me cut it, don't cut the face later."
"My piece should be bigger." Bian Nan sat down.
"I want the second largest piece!" Qiu Yan ran over.
"You want the same size as mine, we both want the biggest." Bian Nan rubbed his head.
After eating the cake, Qiu Yi cleaned up the dishes, and Qiu Yan squatted by the sink to wash the dishes, chatting with Qiu Yi while washing.
Bian Nan leaned on the back of the chair and looked up at the grape trellis. He didn't listen carefully to what Qiu Yan and Qiu Yi were talking about. He felt that he didn't need to hear clearly at this time. The cool night breeze is enough.
What he felt the most in this yard was peace of mind and solidity, the most common and the most inconspicuous kind, the kind that all ordinary people have.
so good.
He didn't know when Qiu Yan entered the room, but when Qiu Yi came over and pulled him up from the chair, he realized that he was probably drunk, and when he stood up, his foot directly stepped on Qiu Yi's foot.
Qiu Yi half dragged him into the room and threw him on the bed.
"I'm not half-drunk yet." Bian Nan laughed happily.
"I'll record your virtue for you in a while, and you can make sure tomorrow." Qiu Yi felt under the pillow, and took out the small ashtray made by Qiu Yan, "Lie down for a while, I will Go thank Er Bao."
"En." Bian Nan touched Qiu Yi's waist.
Qiu Yi went out of the house, talked with Qiu Yan in the living room for a while, then went back to the back room and closed the door.
"Where's the second treasure?" Bian Nan asked with his eyes closed.
"I went to watch TV in that room." Qiu Yi propped his arms beside his head, put one leg on him, and looked down at him, "he will take a bath and sleep by himself later."
"How did you tell him?" Bian Nan suddenly felt a little embarrassed. If you say that Qiu Yan is young, sometimes he is stupid, but the things this little guy knows can occasionally scare people. God knows if he understands the two brothers. what are you doing in this house...
"I said I want to have a heart-to-heart talk with you." Qiu Yi reached out and pulled his pants down.
"How?" Bian Nan laughed, and smirked at Qiu Yi.
"Talk with a gun," Qiu Yi said, "Since you are acting like a mentally handicapped person now, and I really can't hold back, let's compress the prelude a little."
"Ah?" Bian Nan didn't understand.
Qiu Yi didn't speak, raised his hand to take off his shirt, grabbed his trousers and pulled them.