"Aren't you going to the restaurant tonight?" Bian Nan watched Qiu Yi put away the cake and bicycle before remembering to ask.
"Going," Qiu Yi frowned, "I'm going to work normally today."
"Ah?" Bian Nan couldn't help shouting, "Are you!"
"I didn't know you would come," Qiu Yi looked confused, frowning, "What should I do? Why don't you come back..."
"You lied to me!" Bian Nan pointed at him, interrupted his words, and after pointing twice, turned around and walked into Qiu's father's room, "Little boy! Why do you have so many expressions when you usually talk!"
Papa Qiu was watching a boxing match in the house, and was waving his fists at the TV.
"Uncle!" Bian Nan went in and stood in front of him, and punched him twice, "I'm coming."
"I heard that, so that the whole alley knew you were coming." Papa Qiu said with a smile.
"Uncle, does Qiu Yi rest at night?" Bian Nan asked him.
"Yeah, rest, birthday, take a day off, cook some noodles or something," Qiu's father nodded, "but I didn't know you were coming, I didn't buy any food today."
"It's okay, just go to the supermarket to buy food." Bian Nan ran out of the house.
Qiu Yi was not in the living room, Bian Nan went into the back room and saw him changing clothes.
"I knew you lied to me, crazy," Bian Nan went over and poked his waist twice, "Itchy!"
Qiu Yi pulled up his clothes and turned to look at him: "I said I'm not afraid."
"Why..." Before Bian Nan could say anything, Qiu Yi quickly poked him under the ribs, and he jumped up reflexively, clutching his ribs, and sat down on the chair next to him, "Damn it!"
"I'm going to buy groceries." Qiu Yi took the wallet and put it in his pocket, "You can play checkers with Erbao, he has a split personality and played with himself for more than an hour in the afternoon."
"Accompany him in the evening, or you accompany him, and I will go shopping for vegetables. There is no way to ask the birthday star to pay for the food." Bian Nan said.
"The birthday star didn't pay, but the boss sent a red envelope." Qiu Yi patted his pocket.
"That's different, you keep the red envelope, it's two different things," Bian Nan asked, "Your hotel benefits are quite good, is it still the same sister as last time?"
"En." Qiu Yi responded.
"I'm going to buy vegetables!" Qiu Yan heard them talking in the living room, and immediately shouted, "I'm going to buy vegetables, I'm going to buy vegetables!"
"... I'll take you there with me," Bian Nan clicked his tongue, "Erbao's education is really good, a little boy likes to buy vegetables."
"He just wants to go out," Qiu Yi smiled, "If you ask him to throw garbage at the entrance of the alley right now, he will be just as active."
You don't have to go too far to buy groceries, it's in the small supermarket on the side street.
Bian Nan didn't study or have any interest in grocery shopping, so he followed Qiu Yi while fighting the landlord with his cell phone on the cart, and Qiu Yan energetically pulled his waistband and pushed him behind him.
Qiu Yi is very familiar with this supermarket, and he knows where the things are. Bian Nan even found out that a big sister from the supermarket greeted him. egg.
"Hey, I know why you went to the square dance," Bian Nan was a little shocked, "Your cupid is holding a shotgun, hitting every piece."
"Are you envious?" Qiu Yi put the eggs into the cart, "The match factory opens at eight o'clock in the evening."
When Bian Nan saw that Qiu Yi was going to take out his wallet after buying the dishes, he pushed him to the side and took out the wallet: "Don't move, I'll do it."
Qiu Yi didn't argue with him, but just took out the membership card and handed it to him.
"Auntie, help me see how many points I have," Qiu Yan grabbed the cash register, "Can I exchange for yogurt?"
"It can be changed," the cashier looked at the points, "Can I change it today?"
"Change!" Qiu Yan said, then looked at Qiu Yi again, "Change?"
"Change." Qiu Yi nodded.
Satisfied, Qiu Yan changed to a row of lactic acid drinks of an unknown brand, and walked out of the supermarket with his head held high.
"I think there is a whole set of pots that can be replaced there?" Bian Nan said, "Why don't you keep it and replace it with a bigger one?"
"Don't think about it. With the second treasure, you can always just change food, and you can change to the lowest level." Qiu Yi sighed.
After returning home, Qiu Yi started to prepare dinner, and Bian Nan accompanied Qiu Yan to play checkers under the grape trellis, with three corners for each person.
Bian Nan felt that Qiu Yan's personality, which had been split into two halves in the afternoon, hadn't been reassembled. Every time it was his turn to dance, he would whisper, "Say, is it okay to jump here? Well, I think That's ok...then let's jump like this, I'll let you jump in the next round... ok..."
"Who are you talking to?" Bian Nan asked him.
"Follow me," Qiu Yan lowered his head and held the glass beads for a series of dances, "I have to discuss the dance, and I have to schedule it, there are so many."
"Yo, do you still know the word scheduling?" Bian Nan quickly swallowed the sip of water he just drank, and then rattled.
"Porridge or rice?" Qiu Yi asked in the kitchen.
"Porridge." Bian Nan and Qiu Yan answered together.
"Rice porridge and millet porridge?" Qiu Yi asked again.
"Rice porridge." Qiu Yan said.
"Millet porridge," Bian Nan said at the same time, followed by "Rice porridge."
Qiu Yi cooks very quickly and doesn't need anyone to help him. In less than an hour, several dishes are on the table. Bian Nan smells the aroma and can't continue playing chess: "Are you ready to eat?"
"Well," Qiu Yi pinched a small piece of fried chicken and put it in Qiu Yan's mouth, "I also fried a vegetable and ate it."
"Delicious!" Qiu Yan shouted.
Bian Nan put away the checkers and went to the kitchen to take out the bowls and chopsticks. Qiu Yan had already pushed Qiu's father into the yard: "Dad, do you drink?"
"Let's have some," Qiu's father was very interested, and patted Bian Nan's shoulder, "Have a drink or two with uncle."
"I can probably have a drink or two with you." Bian Nan laughed happily.
Qiu Yi took three bottles of beer out, bit off the caps and put a bottle in front of one of them, and poured another glass for Qiu's father: "Just this glass, the doctor said to drink less."
"Okay," Dad Qiu nodded cheerfully, picked up the cup, "Happy birthday, son."
"Happy birthday." Bian Nan picked up the bottle.
Qiu Yan also held up his own yogurt: "Clink glasses! Happy birthday, brother!"
"Thank you." Qiu Yi smiled and picked up the bottle and touched them one by one.
"Hey, I have to put some more first, don't pour it after just one sip." Bian Nan took a sip of beer and stood up with the bowl and walked to the kitchen. "I'll have some porridge."
"I just soaked it in cold water, and it's still hot," Qiu Yi followed, "Do you want to add ingredients to your porridge?"
"Just some oyster sauce, I don't like to drink light..." Bian Nan said while stirring the pot with a large spoon, and was stunned, "What kind of porridge is this?"
"Big rice porridge." Qiu Yi took out oyster sauce and poured some oyster sauce into his bowl.
"What size rice?" Bian Nan leaned over to stare at the porridge.
"You want millet, and Erbao wants rice, so let them all go," Qiu Yi knocked on the pot, "Any comments?"
"No...how do I eat this? I like white porridge salty, and I put sugar in millet porridge..." Bian Nan was very conflicted, he didn't expect Qiu Yi to satisfy his and Qiu Yan's demands so simply and rudely at the same time.
"Wait," Qiu Yi went out of the kitchen, came in again after a while, took his hand, put a toothpick in his hand, turned and walked out of the kitchen, "Choose out what you want to eat yourself."
"You are ruthless!" Bian Nan shouted.
In the end, he decided to use oyster sauce. After filling it up and mixing it, he took the bowl back to the table and took a sip: "Huh? The taste is not bad."
"Nonsense," Qiu Yi smiled, "It tastes the same when cooked together."
"The taste is better than white porridge." Bian Nan felt that the porridge was quite unexpected.
After finishing the bowl of porridge, Papa Qiu suddenly raised his glass to him: "Big Tiger, come on, let's do it!"
"Ah?" Bian Nan picked up the bottle he had only taken a sip from, and then looked at Father Qiu's half glass of beer, "Uncle, you are too cruel..."
"Let me just say, doesn't that look heroic!" Papa Qiu drank all the wine in the glass with a smile, "I did it, you can do whatever you want! This sentence is also quite heroic."
Bian Nan took two big gulps from the bottle, although Papa Qiu said he was free, but he couldn't be too casual.
After drinking, he wiped his mouth: "Hey, Dabao, if I do something strange tonight, please don't hit me, I feel like I might be ashamed."
"Well," Qiu Yi smiled, picked up the bottle and filled his own glass, "I can't drink enough, but I'm pretty good at it."
Bian Nan clicked his tongue and poured the wine into the glass too.
"You still talk about others." Qiu's father looked at Qiu Yi.
"Hey?" Bian Nan quickly grasped his words and stared at Qiu Yi, "Listen to Uncle's meaning... you are not doing well?"
Qiu's father laughed happily beside him.
"Don't get excited," Qiu Yi slowly picked up the cup and tapped it lightly on his cup, took a sip of the wine, "It's enough for you to pour ten times."
Papa Qiu continued to laugh on the sidelines.
"Shouldn't you be taking some other medicine?" Qiu Yi was amused by his laughter, "Laughing endlessly."
"I'm so happy today, I thought you were going to cook noodles by yourself again." Dad Qiu reached out and patted Qiu Yi's shoulder, "How nice to be like a child like Bian Nan."
After hearing this, Qiu Yi didn't make a sound, smiled, and lowered his head to eat some green vegetables with his chopsticks.
Bian Nan was having fun with Qiu's father at first, but seeing Qiu Yi like this, he made a couple of heys and felt a little embarrassed.
He knew what Father Qiu meant. Qiu Yi did have a maturity that did not match those of his peers. Occasionally, when Bian Nan stayed with him, he would have the illusion of being educated by him at any time.
"I'm the kid," Qiu Yan kept his head buried in the food, and only now said, "I'm just eight years old."
"Yes, you are a very cute child," Bian Nan laughed, and stroked his head, "Just don't be so serious like your brother when you grow up."
"Am I serious?" Qiu Yi looked at him.
"Yes." Bian Nan nodded.
The dishes made by Qiu Yi taste very good, and Bian Nan feels that this level can kill his professional nanny in seconds.
After eating hard, everyone started drinking and chatting, only Qiu Yan continued to point his face at the bowl.
Father Qiu's beer soon ran out, and he wanted to secretly pour some more, but Qiu Yi took the bottle in front of him, raised his head, and drank the half bottle in one go.
"Hey, stingy." Papa Qiu sighed.
"Stingy!" Qiu Yan yelled after biting a spare rib.
"That's right, I've always been stingy." Qiu Yi smiled and went into the room and took out two bottles of beer.
Bian Nan felt that his face was starting to heat up, he turned his head to look at his feet, and immediately shouted without stopping: "Damn it!"
Several people were startled by him, the bottle cap that Qiu Yi bit off fell directly into Qiu Yan's bowl: "What's wrong?"
"A miracle happened, one, two, three!" Bian Nan pointed to the beer bottle at his feet, "I actually drank three bottles, and it looks like you haven't had a double image!"
"Drink more when you're in a good mood!" Papa Qiu patted him on the shoulder, "Let me tell you, when uncle was young..."
Qiu's father was in a particularly good mood today, and he talked more than usual. He just told Bian Nan that he went to a farmer's house to steal chickens when he was young for almost half an hour.
Qiu's father is also a chatterbox. This discovery was quite surprising. Bian Nan picked up the bottle and took another sip.
"I use a rope to tie chickens, which is a first-class level. I never miss it. I guarantee that the rope will catch the chicken," Qiu's father said proudly. , ten hits, very chic, Qiu Yi's mother tricked him just like that... "
At this point, Papa Qiu suddenly lost his voice, holding the cup for a long time without speaking.
Bian Nan didn't know what to do, so he quickly took a look at Qiu Yi.
Qiu Yi ate the chicken wings calmly, and after a while said, "Erbao sing a song for brother."
Qiu Yan didn't hesitate at all, jumped up from the stool and began to sing while twisting: "A familiar face appeared on the way to my house..."
Papa Qiu was overjoyed by the voice.
"What song is this?" Bian Nan had given up searching for songs from Qiu Yan's tune, and asked Qiu Yi directly.
"I saw you in the camera," Qiu Yi looked at him, and sang along with Qiu Yan, "The smile enlarged from far to near..."
Qiu Yi looked at him with very focused eyes, which made Bian Nan a little dizzy for a moment. He didn't know whether it was because of the excitement of chatting or the energy of drinking too much.
"Here's a birthday song." Bian Nan said, seeming to be a little tongue-tied.
"This is it!" Qiu Yan said hastily in his spare time.
Qiu Yi tapped the rhythm on the table with his hands, and continued to sing together: "I was very touched when I received the gift. It turns out that you were secretly working for my birthday surprise..."
Bian Nan finally realized what this song had to do with birthdays, and he laughed for a long time: "Young master didn't go to work secretly, this song should be sung to you on my birthday next month."
Qiu Yan was more excited after drinking some yogurt than after drinking alcohol, and sang many songs in succession.
It wasn't until Dad Qiu said that he was tired and wanted to rest that he was finally pressed the mute button.
Bian Nan started to feel a little dizzy, but it was different from the usual dizziness after drinking alcohol. I don't know if it was because the brain lacked oxygen from laughing too much, and I felt that my thinking was a little lagged.
Usually he doesn't have any special preference for drinking, but he just drinks with others, and stops when he is on the verge of fainting.
But today he didn't find a rhythm. After Qiu Yi put Qiu's father and Qiu Yan to sleep, he was still leaning on the recliner and slowly drinking a beer bottle.
"Hey," Bian Nan looked at Qiu Yi, "I forgot to eat the cake, didn't put candles in, and didn't sing the birthday song."
"...Really," Qiu Yi also looked at him, "Forget it, it's all my dad's fault."
Bian Nan was amused, and smiled at him, unable to stop laughing.
"Are you going to start twitching?" Qiu Yi sat next to him and leaned back in the chair, and started to laugh even being led by him.
Bian Nan turned his face to look at Qiu Yi while enjoying himself. He rarely saw Qiu Yi laughing like this. When Qiu Yi smiled, he looked like Qiu Yan's brother. His eyes were bent, and the corners of his mouth were not like ordinary people. It seems to be on both sides, but upwards.
"You look pretty when you smile." Bian Nan touched Qiu Yi's arm with the wine bottle.
"Really," Qiu Yi turned his face, "You really drank too much."
"Your uncle, I praise you," Bian Nan pointed at him, "I think you look pretty even if you don't drink too much."
Qiu Yi didn't speak, just smiled at him.
"Your capacity for alcohol...isn't that great," Bian Nan clicked his tongue, his mind was buzzing in a mess, and he couldn't hear anything, and he talked as if he was separated by cotton, "I thought you were at least two catties the amount."
"I'm happy," Qiu Yi shook the chair and closed his eyes, "It has nothing to do with the amount of alcohol."
"Really?" Bian Nan propped up his body, the warm yellow light under the grape arbor hit Qiu Yi's face, his eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a small shadow on his face, Bian Nan stared at him for a while, "That's right, you... haven't started singing yet."
"Your tongue is curled." Qiu Yi hooked the corner of his mouth.
"Fart, the curly one is Er Bao...'s hair," Bian Nan drank the last sip of beer in the bottle, "One, two, three, five...fuck, I'm immortal... How much is there on your side? "
"No." Qiu Yi had already run out of beer.
Bian Nan stood up and looked at the chair where Qiu Yi was sitting: "One two three four, two two three four, three two three four..."
"Do you want to sleep?" Qiu Yi laughed when he heard his movement.
"Go back to sleep later," Bian Nan picked up an empty bottle, "I'll sing you a birthday song."
"Okay." Qiu Yi opened his eyes and looked at him.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you," Bian Nan sang while holding the bottle, waving his arms while singing, "Happy birthday, Dabao...Dabao, birthday-day-happy!"
After singing, he applauded himself, lowered his head to dig out a box in his trouser pocket for a long time, and said, "I have a small gift for you, which is very suitable for you."
"What?" Qiu Yi smiled.
"Dabao..." Bian Nan raised his head as he spoke. Just as he was about to take a step, he felt dizzy before his eyes. He staggered and almost knelt down in front of Qiu Yi again. He quickly put his hand on the armrest of Qiu Yi's chair, The box was handed to him, "See you every day Dabao."
"You really figured it out." Qiu Yi took the Dabao SOD honey in his hand, laughing so hard that he could hardly keep his eyes open.
Bian Nan followed Le, but his head was still dizzy, probably because of the alcohol, he didn't dare to move, and looked at Qiu Yi with his hands on the armrest.
Qiu Yi laughed for a while, opened the box, squeezed some lotion out of the bottle, and wiped it on the tip of his nose.
Bian Nan looked at Qiu Yi steadily, although he was very dizzy, he could still see the delicate outline and beautiful facial features of Qiu Yi's face, and his eyes were so deep that it made people dizzy even more, and they were hooked up a little moist lips.
When he slowly lowered his head and approached, Bian Nan didn't know what he wanted to do.
Probably wanting to touch Qiu Yi's lips.
probably...
Qiu Yi watched him approach slowly, until the breath of the two of them was on each other's face.
He turned his face away the moment Bian Nan was pressed down suddenly.
Bian Nan didn't stop, and hit his forehead directly on the back of the chair.
Qiu Yi didn't speak and didn't move, Bian Nan also kept this strange posture and didn't move.
Quite dizzy.
And a little messy.
I still feel in a trance.
Shame on me.
Bian Nan was dazed by his emotions in a chaotic dizziness.
To be able to do such a shameful thing after drinking too much...
Finally, he lowered his head and bit Qiu Yi's shoulder.