Bian Nan dropped a few words and went to the kitchen to help, while Qiu Yi leaned on the bed and opened the book to continue reading.
"Brother," Qiu Yan ran into the back room after a few minutes, "How long will the beef be stewed?"
Bian Nan's voice came from the kitchen: "You don't need to ask, I know how long it will take!"
"Half an hour is fine, stew it in a pressure cooker." Qiu Yi smiled, and wiped the tip of Qiu Yan's nose with his hand.
Qiu Yan's nose was covered with beads of sweat, and he looked very excited.
Not to mention normal times, there were almost no guests at home even during Chinese New Year. Qiu Yan was so happy that he kept running in and out to fight, which Qiu Yi rarely saw.
"Big Huzi," Qiu Yan ran into the kitchen, "My brother said that half an hour of pressure cooker is enough."
"Oh," Bian Nan was very depressed. He really didn't know how long the beef should be stewed, but he could check it out. He was uncomfortable when he said it from Qiu Yi's mouth, and it was not easy to get angry in front of Qiu Yan, so he could only order Head, "Then cook other dishes first while stewing the meat."
"Yeah!" Qiu Yan turned around and ran to the yard again, bringing in the washed vegetables, "Shall we cook the vegetables first?"
"Okay." Bian Nan took the dishes, put them on the chopping board and blocked two knives casually. Thinking of how busy he was in the kitchen and Qiu Yi was lying on the bed reading, he wanted to leave.
"That's great." Qiu Yan held the chopping board and looked at him with a smile on his face.
"What a nice thing." Bian Nan responded casually.
"Everything is fine!" Qiu Yan replied loudly, then turned around and ran out a little embarrassed.
"There are no guests at home, and his brother doesn't have much time at home. Usually, it's just me and them." Qiu Yi's father smiled at the kitchen door, "Now so many people are eating together, this kid is happy."
"Is his brother so busy?" Bian Nan also smiled.
"Yeah, I have to go to school and work part-time. In my situation..." Qiu Yi's father lowered his voice as he spoke, and then sighed, "His brother is responsible for everything at home. It's hard work."
Bian Nan was silent and didn't speak, he didn't know what to say for a while.
Bian Nan spent almost two hours tossing out four dishes and one soup. Looking at the dishes on the table, he had mixed feelings.
Although he was not welcomed at home, he was treated as a young master since he was a child. He had never done any work, and now he actually made several dishes that tasted good but were good for the price, and he also brought a soup...
And he was able to make such a significant "progress" because of Qiu Yi.
No, not because of Qiu Yi.
If he hadn't sent Qiu Yi to the hospital, there wouldn't have been a chain reaction of this unstoppable situation.
Qiu Yi's legs couldn't move yet, and when Qiu Yan entered the room to help him get out of bed, he struggled to jump.
"Wheelchair." Qiu Yi simply said two words.
Qiu Yan immediately understood, and ran behind his father, intending to push the wheelchair over and let Qiu Yi help him.
Seeing the situation, Bian Nan couldn't justify himself standing still, so he had to grit his teeth and say, "I'll do it."
Qiu Yi didn't speak, leaned against the bed and looked at him.
Bian Nan walked up to Qiu Yi's side, stretched out his left hand first, not knowing whether to help or help, so he stretched out his right hand again, but found that the stretched right hand was twisted, so he stretched out his left hand again.
Qiu Yi clicked his tongue, raised his arm and hooked it on his shoulder, and jumped towards the door with strength.
Bian Nan regained his composure and controlled himself not to directly grab Qiu Yi's arm and swing him to the ground, and followed Qiu Yi to take a step forward.
But this posture like a wooden stake made it difficult for both of them to move. After walking two steps with his neck poked, he had to put his arms around Qiu Yi's waist, gritted his teeth and dragged Qiu Yi to the table. Flipped onto the chair.
This is not over yet, Qiu Yi couldn't put his legs down, so he had to bend down and put a stool under the table for Qiu Yi to rest his legs on. Fortunately, Qiu Yi didn't let him do it, and put his legs on it himself. .
Bian Nan sat back on the chair, if Qiu Yi dared to make him move his legs, he would punch Qiu Yi out of the door.
"Let me have a drink of this." Qiu Yan picked up the Coke in a good mood.
"I'm thirsty to drink water." Qiu Yi looked at him.
"I want to drink this..." Qiu Yan whispered, and looked down at his father again.
"Let him drink something." The father over there said something.
"The tooth is going to break." Qiu Yi's tone did not loosen.
"But..." Qiu Yan lowered his eyelids and bit his lips, and didn't speak any more.
Bian Nan didn't want to make a sound at first, and it's the basic courtesy not to interrupt when others discipline children, but Qiu Yan's pitiful appearance made him feel weak for a while, and his anger towards Qiu Yi suddenly went astray, and he couldn't help but open his mouth : "It's not like drinking it every day. Drinking a cup will break your teeth?"
"He just drank a bottle yesterday." Qiu Yi glanced at him and then continued to look at Qiu Yan, but still said to him, "You bought it, too."
"I..." Bian Nan opened his mouth and said nothing.
"I'll drink it in a few days," Qiu Yan got up, picked up the Coke and put it in the refrigerator, then turned his head, "Is that okay?"
"Yeah." Qiu Yi nodded.
Qiu Yan quickly forgot the depression of not having any Coke to drink, the joy brought to him by so many people eating at home surpassed that of Coke, he ate very well.
"Dahuzi's craftsmanship is not bad," Qiu Yi's father said with a smile while eating, "At the beginning, it was always messy, but now it's very good."
Bian Nan followed suit with a hehe laugh, buried his head in eating a piece of beef, and found that the salt seemed to be less, and it was a bit bland.
"Thanks to Da Huzi for this period of time, without his help, I would be in trouble here." Qiu Yi's father said again.
"Thank you." Qiu Yi put down his chopsticks and said.
Bian Nan was burying his head in his meal, and after hearing this, he also put down his chopsticks and turned his head, only to find that Qiu Yi was looking at him.
"It's okay." Bian Nan replied.
It was rare for Qiu Yi's words to be free from jokes and provocations, so he cooperated. After all, this matter must be broken up and said that it was because of his chic sticks that the family was in chaos.
The meal was not too embarrassing. Although Bian Nan was very upset, and Qiu Yi was probably in the same mood, Qiu Yan was in a good mood and talked a lot. After eating two mouthfuls of food, he kept talking non-stop. Did not stop back.
Bian Nan simply put down his chopsticks and said that he would talk with Qiu Yan when he was full. Anyway, to be honest, if he hadn't made this dish by himself, he really wouldn't be able to eat it.
After eating, Qiu Yan quickly cleaned up the dishes and took them to the pool in the yard to wash them. Bian Nan sat in the room feeling awkward, and he didn't feel uncomfortable when he had nothing to say. What made him uncomfortable was that he had to be in front of Qiu Yi Find something to say when you have nothing to say.
After persisting for two minutes, he got up and walked out of the house, planning to leave after washing the dishes with Qiu Yan.
"I can wash the dishes," Qiu Yan said proudly when he saw him coming out, "I used to do the dishes."
"How many bowls have you dropped to learn?" Bian Nan squatted beside him, chatting with Qiu Yan was much more comfortable.
"No, none of them!" Qiu Yan raised a bowl and shook it in front of his eyes.
"It's so boring." Bian Nan said with a smile.
"Big Huzi," Qiu Yan lowered his head and washed the washed bowl, and asked in a low voice with some hesitation, "Are you coming tomorrow?"
Bian Nan was about to stand up, but when he heard this, he stopped and bent over, not knowing how to answer.
"You said that if my brother can't move, then... just come for a few more days..." Qiu Yan's voice was still very low, with some tentativeness, "Do you not want to come?"
Bian Nan didn't make a sound, that's right, of course he didn't want to come, he got angry when he saw Qiu Yi, he admired himself for not having an attack since seeing Qiu Yi all night.
But despite this, he still didn't say that he didn't want to come, Qiu Yan was very sensitive, he would ask this sentence, obviously he had already felt the tense atmosphere between himself and Qiu Yi.
Children are sometimes more sensitive than adults, just like when I was very young, I could feel that even if Aunt Lin treats him no differently from Bian Hao and Bian Xinyu, he is still the redundant and unwelcome person in this family .
"Don't bother others so casually." Qiu Yi's voice suddenly came from behind.
Bian Nan straightened up abruptly, turned his head and saw Qiu Yi standing on one leg leaning against the door at some point.
"No trouble," Qiu Yan looked at Bian Nan with some embarrassment, "I don't want to trouble Da Huzi..."
"You have someone cook, isn't this troublesome?" Qiu Yi's voice was not high, nor angry, but very serious.
"But... but..." Qiu Yanke said twice and didn't continue, he lowered his head, picked up the washed dishes, turned and walked into the kitchen.
"You must be sick." Bian Nan glanced at Qiu Yi, and followed Qiu Yan to the kitchen.
"Don't cry." Qiu Yi added.
Bian Nan was wondering who the hell was crying, and when he entered the kitchen, he found that Qiu Yan had already put the bowl away, and stood with his head down in front of the stove without moving.
"Er Bao," Bian Nan squatted beside him and patted his shoulder, "You..."
Before he finished speaking, he was stunned. There were two lines of tears on Qiu Yan's face. He quickly hugged Qiu Yan and patted him on the back: "Why are you crying?"
"I didn't cry." Qiu Yan raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and smiled at him.
It's good that Qiu Yan didn't smile, his eyes were still full of tears, and the appearance of a smile on his face immediately made Bian Nanhuo stand up, turn around and leave the kitchen.
Qiu Yi was still leaning against the door, Bian Nan walked in front of him, looked into the room, and Qiu's father had already pushed the wheelchair back to his room to watch TV.
He put his arms around Qiu Yi's waist and dragged him halfway to the yard.
"Why?" Qiu Yi supported the grape trellis to stand firm and looked at him.
"Let me tell you Qiu Dabao, if you are sick, you will blame yourself," Bian Nan suppressed his voice, his fingers almost poked Qiu Yi's face, "I am Qiu Yan's friend, not yours, I love to come You don't care if you don't like to come or not, understand?"
Qiu Yi smiled silently.
"Don't laugh," Bian Nan continued to point at him, "You don't need to be beaten when you laugh, understand?"
"Oh." Qiu Yi responded, the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared instantly, and when he looked up at Bian Nan, his eyes were a little cold.
Bian Nan saw for the first time that face changing could become so quick and handy, he paused before turning around, saw Qiu Yan had come out of the kitchen, he walked over and patted Qiu Yan's head: "I'll come tomorrow, but It’s going to be a little later, I have field training tomorrow afternoon.”
"Really?" Qiu Yan's eyes lit up, and he turned his head to look at Qiu Yi, "Brother?"
"Your friend is up to you," Qiu Yi leaned on the grape rack to touch a cigarette and light it, "but you can't always bother your friends."
"Yes." Qiu Yan replied happily.
When Bian Nan returned to the dormitory holding back his anger, he found that there was no one in the dormitory.
After taking a shower, he called Wan Fei, and Wan Fei said that he was walking around in an Internet cafe and asked him to bring him a midnight snack.
"Is there anything else on your trilobite's mind besides supper?" Bian Nan lay down on the bed.
"There's also Douta and Brother Nan," Wan Fei replied bluntly, "so if you come here with supper, I'll be consummated."
"What to eat." Bian Nan looked at the time, lay down in the dormitory for a while before the time passed.
"Fried pancakes, a large portion." Wan Fei said.
"Well," Bian Nan leaned on his arm, "I'll tell you something."
"Come and tell me, I'm busy here." Wan Fei shouted in confusion.
"Er Bao's brother is Qiu Yi." Bian Nan said.
Wan Fei lost his voice, and it took several seconds before he heard a shout with a different tone: "What did you say?"
"I'll talk about it later." Bian Nan said, before Wan Fei could speak again, he hung up the phone.
Wan Fei called immediately, but Bian Nan didn't answer, and lay on the bed with his eyes closed to rest his mind. Today, he was too sad at Qiu Yi's house, so he had to take a good rest.
Bian Nan only answered Wan Fei's seventh call, and Wan Fei immediately shouted, "Fuck you, you're ruthless! I'm at the wall, come out!"
Bian Nan was amused, and laughed for a long time: "Stupid, are you still busy in the future?"
"Damn, I'm not busy anymore, I'll be free to listen to what you say right away," Wan Fei clicked his tongue a few times, "Come out and eat fried pancakes."
Bian Nan got up, took his wallet and slipped out of the dormitory. When he climbed out of the fence and landed, Wan Fei was squatting on the side of the road waiting for him.
"Quickly tell me, what's going on? How could Mengmeng Erbao's brother be Qiu Yi?" Wan Fei jumped over when he saw him come out, "So you are rushing to cook for a while and your hands are up." Soak it all and feed it to Qiu Yi, so hard? What the hell is going on? It’s so easy to beat up over there, and here we cook nutritious meals without delay... "
"Listen to you or me?" Bian Nan looked at him.
"Then tell me." Wan Fei immediately shut up.
"It's gone," Bian Nan sighed, "I told you to finish the fuck."
"Then what's his reaction? Did he hit his face with a cast leg?" Wan Fei was inexplicably excited, as if he was looking for a reason to continue to make trouble in the future, "Have you got a cast?"
"Fight," Bian Nan thought for a while, "I don't understand what the fibula fracture is or what the fracture line is. Whatever it is, it's a fracture anyway... How the hell did Qiu Yi memorize this thing... "
"I heard that his grades are very good. I guess he is used to reciting books." Wan Fei clicked his tongue a few times and slapped his thigh again. I was beaten up like this, and I have to carry the medical record to memorize it."
"You may not be able to recite the medical record, but you still memorize it." Bian Nan gave him a sideways look.
"Brother Nan," Wan Fei patted him on the shoulder, "You have an unusual problem, do you know what it is?"
"All the anger you hold back from other places will be spilled on you." After finishing speaking, Bian Nan was happy, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and drank it.
"Do you know how difficult my life is?" Wan Fei sighed, "Can you still eat this pancake..."
The next day when Bian Nan got up for a run in the morning, he felt a little regretful that he had made an impulsive decision to go to his house with Qiu Yan. When he thought that he would send him to his house after a day of training, he was a little bit upset. Panic.
I picked up the phone several times in the morning and wanted to call Qiu Yan to say that I couldn't go because of something, but finally put it down again.
Qiu Yan was very attached to him, every time he saw him, the joy and anticipation in his eyes gave Bian Nan an indescribable warmth, and he couldn't open his mouth.
How Qiu Yi gets along with Qiu Yan usually, Bian Nan doesn't know very well, all he knows is that Qiu Yan is afraid of his brother, and if his brother refuses to do it, he dare not do it...
"Why do you think Qiu Yi has such a cute younger brother?" Bian Nan lay on the table and whispered to Wan Fei, "It should be said that such a cute kid has such a fucking brother?"
"Are you really going at night?" Wan Fei asked him, "Is it a bit embarrassing not to go?"
"Who's going to be sorry! How can I tell Erbao if I don't go?" Bian Nan frowned, "Fuck, just go, I not only beat people, I even go to visit my son every day after beating people and breaking bones!"