bad kid

Chapter 43 Why is your face so red

Bai Chuan took a sip of iced lemonade: "So, you have started dating Ruan now?"

In the small bedroom, the door is closed, and the old air conditioner is working hard, making a "humming" noise, but the quality of the old brand electrical appliances is still good, and the cooling effect is very good.

Yan Yue and Bai Chuan sat at the desk, each with a glass of sour and sweet iced lemonade.

The lemonade is made by Ruan Zhimu himself. Cut the lemons into thin slices, crush them at the bottom of the cup, add seven or eight pieces of rock sugar, melt the hot water, let it cool down, put it in the refrigerator, and take it out after a few hours , it becomes a sweet and sour iced lemonade.

The taste is not good, but it is much cheaper and healthier than the lemonade in the milk tea shop outside. Ruan Zhimu will make a big pot in advance every morning, and save them to drink during the day when they are studying.

Yan Yue: "No."

Bai Chuan almost choked: "Then when you were eating just now..."

Flirting is almost on the surface, right?

Yan Yue stroked the glass: "He has his own reasons, and I don't want to force him."

He could almost guess what Ruan Zhimu was worrying about.

As his guardian and Yan Minghua's student, Ruan Zhimu treated him with a sense of responsibility above all else.

He himself is also a cautious and conservative character, has his own principles, plans his life in an orderly manner, and rarely deviates from the normal track.

Although he no longer pretended to be dead and evaded like an ostrich recently, he obviously still didn't know what attitude to use to face him.

Yan Yue didn't intend to let him go, but he didn't intend to push him too hard either.

Everything that should be said has been said, and a lot of things that should not be done have been done, and the rest will be left to time.

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August 8st is Yan Yue's birthday.

Yan Minghua called them a few days in advance and euphemistically conveyed the meaning of Yan Yue's father - Yan Zuncheng said that birthday is one of the most important days in a person's life, if Yan Yue is willing to bow his head, he can ignore his past help him prepare a grand coming-of-age ceremony.

The coming-of-age ceremony can be set up on a yacht on the Bund of City S, and it is planned luxuriously. At that time, the Yan family's business partners and local famous families will flock to celebrate his birthday. and face.

Now, it's time to introduce Yan Yue to the Yan family's business partners.

Although Yan Zuncheng has a bad relationship with his elder son, the younger son is still young and there is no other heir in the family. It is time for Yan Yue to take on the burden of the family.

Yan Yue's answer was only five words: "Take medicine when you are sick."

"It doesn't matter what you say," Yan Minghua scolded him, "Your aunt specially steamed a basket of pork rib buns and asked me to bring them to you on your birthday. Is this how you repay me?"

"Come here, I can barely reserve a seat for you," Yan Yue said, "Say hello to Aunt Liang for me, and I'll visit you after the college entrance examination."

Yan Minghua had nothing to do with him, so he scolded him a few more times.

But he knew in his heart that Yan Yue and his father had accumulated grievances for many years, and a coming-of-age ceremony could not fix it.

Yan Yue has very shallow relationships with his father's friends and business partners, and he doesn't like to talk about scenes, and he doesn't like to make false claims, so he has a fairly close relationship with his uncle, aunt, and family.

Yan Yue seemed to be speaking rudely, he would never call him "Uncle" respectfully, and his words were not big or small, but this was exactly what he meant to show his closeness.

In the countless neglected and disgusted days of childhood, it was the uncle and aunt who held him in their arms, coaxed him to eat, and made him laugh.

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birthday.

Yan Yue finished washing, changed his clothes, walked out of the room, and saw Ruan Zhimu who was busy in the kitchen.

When Ruan Zhimu was doing something seriously, he looked easy to bully.

Wearing a white floral apron with a green background, her waist is slightly arched, her eyes are focused on the ingredients on the cooking table, she is not satisfied with the cooking, her cheeks are bulging, like an angry puffer fish.

Seen from the back, the waist is thin and narrow, but the cheeks are fleshy.

Because of the bent over posture, the buttocks are pushed up unconsciously, the bow tie at the back of the apron just falls on the tailbone, and the thin and narrow jeans outline a bulging line on the waist and hips.

Yan Yue's eyes fell on his back, and before he could do anything, Ruan Zhimu had already heard the movement behind him and turned around.

"Are you awake?" Ruan Zhimu was wearing disposable gloves on both hands, and the gloves were covered with greasy white cream and some sticky yellow liquid, "There are rice cakes and soy milk just bought on the table, wash up Go eat when you're done, eat early so you don't have to eat lunch."

Yan Yue: "It's my birthday today, so you give me these things?"

Ruan Zhimu has a plausible saying: "What do you know, this is called "cake" rising step by step, and "dou" is high-spirited."

Yan Yue was merciless: "What a rotten homonym."

Seeing the things in his hand, he said, "What are you doing... a scientific experiment."

The golden liquid is mixed with the white cream, the scene is thrilling, and it looks like some unspeakable objects.

Ruan Zhimu was a little embarrassed.

His embarrassing subconscious reaction was to scratch his nose, but at the moment both hands were covered with cream and could not be scratched, so his hand was hanging alone in mid-air: "I was going to make you a birthday cake...but I forgot to drain the canned yellow peaches The moisture directly soaked the cream..."

In addition, because it is the first time to make a cake, the cream is spread on a higher layer and a lower layer, and the yellow peach petals are swaying and greasy, which is horrible.

Yan Yue glanced at it and commented: "Cream and yellow peaches are not to blame."

Ruan Zhimu struggled: "It's just that the appearance is a bit ugly, and the taste may be..."

Yan Yue: "You want to feed Yan Minghua this?"

Ruan Zhimu closed his mouth.

Yan Yue said three days ago that Teacher Yan was coming, and it was precisely because of this that he woke up early to buy ingredients and make cakes, in order to make his teacher happy.

If the mentor saw this scene, he might suspect that he came to the Hongmen Banquet today.

Ruan Zhimu took off his gloves and sighed: "Let me order you a city cake."

He asked Yan Yue what kind of cake he wanted, whether it was fruit, chocolate, ice cream, or something else; what size cake he wanted, whether it was six inches, eight inches, or nine inches.

Yan Yue said whatever he wanted.

Ruan Zhimu chose a cake shop with a good reputation in the city on the food delivery platform, and the price was on the upper-middle level, but thinking it was Yan Yue's birthday, he gritted his teeth and ordered a signature chocolate truffle cake worth more than 300 yuan.

They originally made an appointment with Yan Minghua to have lunch together, but after breakfast, Yan Minghua called and said that there was something urgent in the class and they couldn't make it at noon, and they would come back after school in the afternoon.

Ruan Zhimu and Yan Yue discussed it, and decided to arrange the birthday cake session until the evening, and eat together when Yan Minghua came.

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After eight o'clock in the evening, Yan Minghua arrived.

Yan Minghua was out of breath climbing the stairs, mainly because he was old and couldn't keep up with the amount of exercise, and his left and right hands were full of things.

Yan Yue: "Are you here to buy?"

Yan Minghua didn't wipe his sweat with his hands: "Hurry up and pick up the things."

A white and green insulation box contained more than a dozen pork rib buns, all handmade by Aunt Yan Yue. This is a local birthday tradition, and the number of buns was exactly eighteen.

A SLR camera with black snakeskin pattern, Yan Minghua said that he bought it from Germany after making an appointment for more than a year. Ruan Zhimu looked no different from the one Yan Yue used, but Yan Yue seemed very happy. Immediately turned on the camera and took a few test shots, which should have been sent to his heart.

The chocolate truffle cake had arrived an hour earlier, in the center of the square dining table.

The three of them sat around the dining table, and Ruan Zhimu ran back and forth, serving hot meals on the table, lighting candles, and putting a birthday hat on Yan Yue. He was very busy.

The birthday hat is a gift from the cake shop. It is made of golden cardboard, and it is embedded with colorful artificial plastic diamonds. Yes, it is the kind that is embedded in some skinny jeans. .

Yan Yue didn't want to wear it, his face darkened.

Ruan Zhimu was not affected at all, and sat him down on the seat, happily helping him put it on: "It's a free gift from the store, and I don't wear it for nothing. Don't move, let me take a picture with my phone... Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, I want to post it on your school forum."

Yan Yue: "You dare."

"I don't dare," Ruan Zhimu quickly saved the photo and sent it to Bai Chuan, "I saved it in my phone, and I will enjoy it slowly before going to bed at night."

Yan Minghua watched from the side, greatly shocked.

Yan Yue's character has always been rebellious and rebellious, and he will not obey anyone. When has he been manipulated like this, it's like playing with a doll.

It seems that the two really have a good relationship.

The candles were blown out, a wish was made, and the three sat down to dinner.

The dishes tonight are Yan Yue's favorite, and Ruan Zhimu's specialty dishes, stewed beef brisket with tomato, diced chicken with spicy sauce, lotus root with honey sauce, and so on.

Yan Yue ate a few mouthfuls, and his phone buzzed non-stop. When he clicked on it, Bai Chuan sent a photo of him wearing a birthday hat to Moments, so a group of classmates and friends frantically sent messages to laugh at him and congratulate him on a happy birthday.

Yan Yue: "..."

Yan Minghua took a few bites, thought of something, took out a small black box from his briefcase, and handed it to Yan Yue: "It's been in the bag all the time, I almost forgot."

Yan Yue took a look, but didn't answer: "If it's Yan Zuncheng's stuff, then don't bother."

Yan Minghua: "It wasn't your father, it was given by your mother."

Yan Yue and Ruan Zhimu raised their heads at the same time.

Yan Minghua pushed the box towards his hand again: "The courier sent by your mother last week, she was afraid that it would be sent to your father, and your father would throw it away, so it was sent to me, please let me pass it to you. "

Because he didn't want to disturb his mother's life, Yan Yue never had his mother's contact information, nor did he tell her his address.

Only then did Yan Yue take the box and slowly opened it.

——It was a silver long-life lock.

The Changshou lock is small, a little old, with black edges, and the front is engraved with the words "Peace and Joy" in seal script, and on the back are some traditional folk patterns that imply auspiciousness, including birthday peaches, lotus flowers and so on.

Yan Minghua: "You may not remember it. You wore it when you were a child. It is a custom passed down from ancient times. Babies wear longevity locks to drive away evil spirits, keep them safe forever, and live a long life. You wore them until you were about a little over a year old. , There was a period of oral desire, and I wanted to put everything in my mouth when I saw it. I put the longevity lock in my mouth for nothing. We were afraid that things would be unclean, and it would be bad to hold too much, so I untied it for you. After that Never wore it again."

"When your mother divorced, she took the longevity lock away, probably as a reminder."

Under the longevity lock was a small note written to him by his mother, Qiao Yu.

There is no sentimental and sensational words written on it, only eight neat characters.

"The sun, the moon and the stars are shining brightly."

-

Yan Yue accepted the gift from his mother, and his emotions rose significantly.

He even had a wine fist with Yan Minghua with great interest.

Well, strictly speaking, he is not yet of age and cannot drink alcohol, so the two parties are drinking apple juice while paddling.

Yan Minghua was dizzy leading the graduating class these days, and his energy was a little bit behind him. He lost round after round, and yelled that he couldn't come.

So it was changed to Lyric Solitaire.

What Yan Minghua usually listens to the most are powerful songs such as "The Horse Pole" and "My Home in the Beautiful Grassland". The music library is not as big as that of a young man like Yan Yue.

After being killed, he retreated steadily and fled in embarrassment.

Ruan Zhimu couldn't stand it anymore, fished in troubled waters, and secretly helped his teacher.

Yan Minghua sang: "The birds on the tree are in pairs~"

Yan Yue answered: "The girl on the other side looks over here."

Yan Minghua: "Come... come..."

Ruan Zhimu reminded him in a low voice, and Yan Minghua immediately said: "Come here."

Yan Yue: "What a mess."

Ruan Zhimu: "Have you seen "The Sound of Music"? The episode "The Lonely Shepherd" in it is called "The Lonely Goatherd" in English."

The original sentence of the lyrics is "Layeeodllalayeeodllayheehoo".

Yan Minghua: "That's right."

Yan Yue frowned: "Does transliteration count?"

"Why not?" Ruan Zhimu said confidently, "You didn't say you couldn't transliterate before the game."

Yan Minghua: "Exactly!"

Yan Yue: "..."

In the next round, Yan Minghua sang "If one day I am old and have nowhere to go, please leave me in that time".

Yan Yue imitated the example and answered "Little love a little sympathy".

Ruan Zhimu immediately said: "No, this doesn't count."

Yan Yue: "Why don't you count it? You just said that transliteration is possible."

Ruan Zhimu is plausible: "Mr. Yan's 'lay' and 'lai' just now are pronounced upward, but 'li' is three times, and 'little' is one time, of course they are different."

Highlight a nonsense, help the teacher but not help.

Yan Yue glanced at him and said nothing.

Ruan Zhimu was a little guilty, feeling that he seemed to be too biased.

He coughed, and was thinking about whether to keep silent for the next round, when he suddenly felt kicked by something on his left calf.

It's late August and it's hot, and he's wearing baggy beige cropped slacks with wide cuffs and bare calves so that the slightest touch can be felt instantly.

There was limited space under the dining table, he thought Yan Yue or Teacher Yan had accidentally kicked him, so he didn't take it seriously.

But a few seconds later, the side of the calf was kicked again.

This time, the other party's feet did not leave immediately, but stuck to his calf, rubbing up and down.

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Besides him, there were only two other people at the table.

Yan Yue sat beside him, and Teacher Yan sat opposite him.

When Yan Minghua picked up the song, he happened to receive his favorite "Come back, come back, wandering wanderer", and he went up with a high note, his face was flushed, and he was full of passion.

Yan Yuean listened quietly, and looked at his uncle with a smile, he looked normal.

But every time his body moved slightly, Ruan Zhimu could feel the toes sticking to him more and more boldly walking up and down his calf, rubbing against him.

Ruan Zhimu had goosebumps on his back, and immediately retracted his calf and hid it under the chair.

He glared at Yan Yue, the meaning in his eyes was obvious, warning him to keep quiet.

Yan Yue looked at him frankly, without fear.

Yan Minghua sang hilariously, even forgot that it was a song Solitaire, and said to Yan Yue embarrassedly: "Hey, I sang the whole song by accident, let's do it again."

Yan Yue smiled: "Okay."

Yan Minghua: "I start or you start?"

Yan Yue continued to smile: "Anything is fine."

Yan Minghua's music library was in a hurry, so he took out his mobile phone and searched to see which songs he hadn't sung.

Seeing that Yan Yue seemed to be calmer, Ruan Zhimu relaxed a little.

At this moment, Yan Yue's toes suddenly made a comeback, clung to his calf, slid upwards, and slid into his trousers in an extremely rascal way, rubbed roughly on the tender inner thigh, ready to move further inside. .

Ruan Zhimu's face flushed red, and he stood up abruptly.

The chair slid quickly on the ground, making a sharp noise.

Yan Minghua was startled by him, and raised his head from the phone: "What's wrong?"

The instigator also showed a slightly surprised look and asked him, "What happened?"

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

"It's okay," he said a little stiffly, "I remember I haven't lighted the mosquito coil yet, so I'll go and light it."

Yan Minghua: "Light the mosquito coils so early? We usually light them at night before going to bed at home. The smell is quite suffocating."

Ruan Zhimu: "The floors here are low, and there are many mosquitoes at night. If you don't pay attention, they will bite on human flesh. Kill them early."

When the word "kill" was mentioned, he gritted his teeth.

Yan Yue agreed: "Last night I was bitten on my thigh, and it was swollen to a big size. I don't know how the mosquito got in. I was wearing pajama pants... Tsk, this mosquito is quite domineering." , Pajama pants can't stop it."

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Yan Minghua was surprised: "Why is your face so red, you obviously didn't drink today."

"It's been a long time since I saw you, he was excited," Yan Yue explained for him seriously, "You know, he is a person who respects his teachers very much, he is a teacher for a day and a father for the rest of his life, and when he gets excited, his capillaries dilate. Can't help it."

The author says:

Nasty mosquito!Take advantage of our softness!