"Why is it so exaggerating to have a fight?" Yan Hang took a bite of the pizza.

To be honest, they have been to many places. I have seen old ladies with cigarette pubs open when the weather is hot, and have also seen those who pull their hair and pants during fights, but I have never seen those who have to be shirtless when quarreling.

"I don't know, if she doesn't have any shirtlessness, I will go over and join in the fun..." My father didn't finish his words and took a look at the first day of junior high school.

My dad is an old fox. Any small emotional reaction he had since he was a child could not escape his dad's eyes. He immediately knew that he might know this old lady in the first day of the junior high school.

Now, the first day of the Chu Dynasty took a piece of pizza and took a hard bite and chewed it all the time. It was obviously not just a simple understanding.

Yan Hang immediately remembered the old lady with a white face.

...This is very embarrassing.

He looked at his father in a look. Just when he was about to distract the topic, Chuyi finally swallowed the pizza and said softly: "That's me, grandma."

Yan Hang really couldn't handle this, he looked at his father.

"Your grandma?" The father had to bite the bullet and face the challenge, "Then your grandma... has a very hot personality, a girl's hero."

Chuyi glanced at his father and suddenly smiled.

"Haha." Dad laughed awkwardly.

"No, it's okay," Chu Yi took a bite of pizza, "I know everyone, I know her."

"Oh." Dad replied.

"Is she always like this?" Yan Hang simply stopped going around the circle and asked directly.

Chu nodded.

Yan Hang didn't say anything, as if he understood the character of Chuyi and why he was bullied. Grandma's behavior of barrenting after a disagreement is definitely a very important reason.

"Does she have mental problems?" Yan Hang thought about it and asked again.

"No," Chu Yi shook his head, "She is the female high-ranking girl, Jie."

Dad couldn't help laughing.

I also smiled in the first day of the New Year.

"Some things have to be thought through when you grow up." My dad said.

Chu Yi looked up at him.

"For example, you are the first thing you do." said my dad.

After saying nothing in the first day of the junior high school, I took another bite of pizza.

After eating silently for a while, my dad finally found a suitable topic: "I read the news and there will be a music festival in two days, so I can join in the fun."

"Where is it?" Yan Hang asked.

"What kind of square," said my dad.

"What is what?" Yan Hang asked while eating.

"...I didn't remember." Dad replied.

"I know, I know." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang turned to look at him.

After waiting for a long time, I didn't say anything again at the first day of the New Year. I finished a piece of pizza with my eyes hanging down and then looked at him. Then I was stunned: "Ah?"

"Ah, what's the matter?" Yan Hang was speechless, "What's the following?"

"What, what?" Chu Yi still looked at him.

"He just told you that he knew what square it was," Dad was so happy that he couldn't stop, "What's the following, what's the following."

"Then what? What square? Where is it? How to go?" Yan Hang asked in a series of questions, "Or should you take me there?"

"Okay." Nodded.

Yan Hang didn't say anything, and he gave him a thumbs up for a long time.

"The kid is quite interesting." Dad said with a smile.

After dinner, Yan Hang leaned on the chair and pulled a tissue and slowly wiped his fingers.

Chu Yi looked around the table, stood up, and packed the plates and bowls on the table at lightning speed.

Yan Hang and his father didn't have the habit of cleaning up immediately after dinner. They would stand there and feel comfortable for a while and reminisce about this wonderful meal.

They had never seen the speed of the new era of Chuyi, and they had no time to stop it. Chuyi had already entered the kitchen with a bowl of dishes.

"First year of junior high school!" Yan Hang got up and followed into the kitchen, "Just put it there."

"So easy." After answering the first day of Chu, he turned on the faucet of the dishwasher and started washing dishes quickly.

Yan Hang walked over and leaned against the wall and looked at him: "Relax, this is my home, not your home."

Chu Yi quickly washed the dishes, and after a while, he whispered: "I'm used to it."

Yan Hang patted him on his shoulder and turned around and went out.

"You're shameless," Dad looked at him, "I just let the guests wash the dishes? If you don't do it, you won't even watch it?"

"I'm afraid that he would throw the bowl when he was nervous," said Yan Hang.

"A pretty interesting child, I've made the family develop this way," the father sighed, "If this is my son..."

My father glanced at him and tickled, "It seems that he is not well raised?"

"Yeah," Yan Hang smiled, "So don't always praise yourself."

"Will he stay here in the afternoon?" asked my dad.

"It shouldn't be there. Every time it's time, I have to run home," Yan Hang whispered, "I bought the oil today and didn't send it back. I didn't even go home to eat. I guess I'll be cleaned up when I go back."

"Oh," Dad sighed, and the cell phone in his pocket rang. He took it out and looked at it, "I'll go out."

"Yeah." Yan Hang responded.

When Yan Hang came out after washing dishes on the first day of the New Year, he was sitting on the windowsill looking at the street outside.

"It's washed." He walked to Yan Hang and said.

"Thank you for your hard work," said Yan Hang, "You haven't gone home for dinner, are you okay?"

I didn't make any noise in the first day of the junior high school.

Yan Hang turned his head and looked at him, and found that he was also looking out.

"Sit?" Yan Hang gave in to the side and made a place for him to come out.

Junior High School jumped and sat up.

The two of them sat in the street and were stunned for a while. Chu Yi turned his face and looked at him: "What are you, what are you, what are you..."

"Gagaga," said Yan Hang.

Chu Yi was stunned and laughed.

"Ga?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"Ji, Dao," Chu Yi said with a smile, "Your name is..."

"My fucking name is not Yan Jidao," said Yan Hang. "Don't listen to my dad's nonsense. He doesn't say anything serious all day long."

"Oh," Chuyi still smiled, "Uncle is very good, fun."

"It's okay." Yan Hang said.

"My dad doesn't want to say much," said Chu Yi.

"Then, where did you inherit it when you are poor?" Yan Hang asked.

"Maybe, I'm so worried." Junyi was very serious.

Yan Hang smiled: "You are quite funny, just say..."

"No, no one talks to me," said Chuyi.

"Oh." Yan Hang responded, touched a cigarette and came out to hold it in his mouth.

I was touching the lighter in my pocket for a long time. I was about to look back and see if it was thrown on the coffee table. When I first Ching-Yi had already shrunk his legs and turned around and jumped off the windowsill after doing a series of movements. I went to the coffee table and took the lighter and handed it to him.

"Fuck," Yan Hang couldn't help it, "Are you a long-term worker at home?"

"My mother is very busy, she is tired when she gets home." Junior High School did not jump onto the windowsill again, and lying on the windowsill with her arms on it.

Yan Hang lit a cigarette.

"That's..." Chu Yi pointed to the street, "Are your shoes, shoes?"

"Hmm?" Yan Hang looked over and saw the pair of running shoes he placed next to the trash can, "Yes."

"No, I want it?" Chu Yi looked at him and seemed a little surprised.

"It's dirty," said Yan Hang, "it's old, I've been wearing it for a year."

"Nb, but, it's a pity." Chu Yi's tone was full of heartache.
To be continued...