The school bully I raised is blackened

Chapter 27

Saturday morning.

"Xiao Zhou, what are you doing? Don't touch it, it will burn you!"

Qiao Beiran on the bed woke up slightly, shook the quilt in disgust, and shrank in.

"I don't want you to be busy here, why don't you go and beat up that big slob of Beibei!"

The witty Qiao Beiran wriggled like an earthworm and squeezed into the corner, just wanting to be a big kid who was indulging in sweet dreams.

Yang Qinzhou came early today, so he didn't rush in to wake Qiao Beiran up. Instead, he accompanied the old lady to do a lot of things.Seeing that it was almost time now, he helped put breakfast on the table and walked towards Qiao Beiran's bedroom.

Yang Qinzhou softly pushed open the bedroom door, glanced at the main room behind him, locked the door behind him like a thief, and leaned against the door to admire the large caterpillar.

Qiao Beiran probably didn't sleep well enough with the quilt covered, and would twitch in the quilt from time to time, unable to settle down for a moment.

Yang Qinzhou found it interesting, and with a faint smile on his face, he also climbed onto the bed, bent over Qiao Beiran with his upper body: "Get up~"

"Hmm!!!..." I don't know where this enthusiastic "gift" is being suppressed, Qiao Beiran snorted and struggled, "What are you doing, don't do it, let me sleep for a while! "

"What are you going to sleep for? It's already nine o'clock." Yang Qinzhou scratched the quilt, plucked out Qiao Beiran's bewildered head, and held it in his hands very satisfied.

The airtight quilt was suddenly opened wide, bringing out some faint hormonal smells unique to men.

Yang Qinzhou: "Get up early~"

Qiao Beiran opened one eye in bewilderment, and cast a sidelong glance at Yang Qinzhou. He didn't quite understand. Is it necessary to speak in such an embarrassing tone?Shaking his legs, he turned to a lying position, closed his eyes again, and said lazily while being lucky: "Why are you here so early?"

"Is it early?" Yang Qinzhou climbed onto Qiao Beiran's chest and whispered against his face, "It smells so strong."

"Huh?" Qiao Beiran responded casually, opened his eyes suddenly, and happened to meet Yang Qinzhou's teasing eyes, "!!!"

"Yeah! Brother Ran, you're a big man now!"

"..." Qiao Beiran clamped her legs uncomfortably, and pushed Yang Qinzhou like a little daughter-in-law who had been molested, "Get down, hurry up! Get down!"

Yang Qinzhou pressed Qiao Beiran's face with both hands, cheerfully chirped Qiao Beiran's forehead, turned and got out of bed: "Special call, bed service, look, how sober."

"...fuck you 'call, bed service', that's 'wake-up call'!!!"

After Qiao Beiran finished washing and staring at the demon queen, Yang Qinzhou, who was sitting at the dining table pretending to be a grandson, still held his own big rice bowl and squatted at the door of his house like a monkey.He talked with Feng Zhao on the phone last night and confirmed that he would leave this morning, so even if Yang Qinzhou didn't come to call him, he was going to get up and lie in front of his house, waiting for Feng Xiaopang to come.

"Wait for brother Zhao?" Yang Qinzhou couldn't do "Han Guo squatting", so he could only stand beside him in a rather embarrassing manner.

Qiao Beiran glanced at him, and took a big mouthful of porridge: "I'm so mad at you, I don't want to eat at the same table with you."

"Our Menghua is really courageous," Yang Qinzhou lightly kicked Qiao Beiran's buttocks twice with his toes, "Did Brother Xiaozhao tell you what time to leave?"

"Train at noon, go to city B—hey, aren't you from city B?"

Yang Qinzhou was stunned for a moment when he received Qiao Beiran's bright smile, and said helplessly, "Aside from knowing where the Tianning Gate opens, I'm not as good as a foreigner."

Yang Qinzhou didn't want to let Qiao Beiran know about the things that happened to him when he was a child, so he avoided the subject and asked, "From now on, shall we stay here or go to S City?"

"I can do it." Qiao Beiran glanced at the person, lowered his head and continued to suck the porridge, Qiqi Ai said, "I'm with you anyway..."

"Yeah!" Yang Qinzhou swept away the gloom, and saw two fat figures in the distance from the corner of his eye, and said very kindly, "I'm going to buy something at the intersection, you guys talk."

Qiao Beiran also looked up to see Feng Zhao and his father, snorted, and waved not far away: "Zhao'er!"

Feng Zhao also responded this way with a small bag on his back, followed by his bitter and bitter father.

Qiao Beiran put the rice bowl by the door and smiled at Uncle Feng, "Good morning, Uncle."

"Beibei, what about waiting for Dazhao?" Feng Shuqiang cheered up and smiled at Qiao Beiran, "You can talk to Dazhao, uncle, call a car at the intersection."

"Dad, don't call a taxi. I'll take the bus to the train station by myself later. You can stop by and buy groceries and go back." Feng Zhao took the big schoolbag from his father's shoulder, and said to Joe without looking at anyone. Walking outside Beiran's house, "Grandma, I'm calling for a son!"

Feng Zhao knew him very well, and he went straight into the room, making the old lady very happy. After a while, he squatted at the door with a large bowl of the same style as Qiao Beiran.

"My dad is gone"

"Well, tell me to go grocery shopping." Qiao Beiran stretched out his chopsticks and put some pickles in Feng Zhao's rice bowl, and drank the porridge with a sullen head. Okay, let's just get a little tired."

"That won't work, can a big dragon be raised in a small place?" Feng Zhao didn't speak properly, breathing loudly, "Is it impossible for the school to not go to class for a long time? My mother can't do without people at home like this now, but There must be someone who makes money, right? I went out, it’s also considered an experience, and with my grades, I have to go out next year anyway.”

Qiao Beiran couldn't say anything, because he suspected that his family would have to pay the same price next year.

"Brother Ran, what do you think?"

"What can I think, anyway, let's live like this first."

"Hey," Feng Zhao scrambled to finish a bowl of porridge, Qiao Beiran almost squatted because of the thief, "I see that you won't go the way I do in the future, just like our eldest nephew, you can still do it in the future." Let you suffer? If I can't get along in other places in the future, I will go to my nephew and rely on you. You will be my father for the rest of your life!"

Qiao Beiran slapped Feng Zhao's face, wiped away his body and said, "I'm not as rebellious as you!"

"Yeah, you're just our eldest nephew!" Feng Zhao took out the copycat phone he just bought, glanced at the time, stood up and stretched his chubby body, "I have an eight o'clock train, I'm leaving! There are two years to go, Brother Ran, don't mess around like before!"

"Yeah." Qiao Beiran followed the others and stood up.

"Then I'm leaving?" Feng Zhao shoved the empty bowl into Qiao Beiran's arms, and rushed out the door with oil on his feet, "Thank you! See you in the New Year!"

Feng Zhao walked out of Qiao's house, with a smile on his face that seemed to be looking away, and a strange rigidity remained on his face.Head bowed all the way to the bus stop, only to recover from Yang Qinzhou's voice.

"Are you leaving so early?" Probably because the temperature in the morning was low, Yang Qinzhou's face was covered in his collar, and he could only see his dark eagle eyes clearly.

"Yes," Feng Zhao didn't know people very well at first, relying on Qiao Beiran's presence, he could still get a few verbal advantages, but now he has neither the guts nor the mood, "Take the early train, there are not many people. "

"To which city?"

"Ah? City B, there are relatives at home." Feng Zhao felt that Yang Qinzhou didn't seem like someone who was curious about him, so he was stunned for a moment, but he replied honestly.

"Are you interested in going to City S? It is a major economic province in our country." Yang Qinzhou stretched out his slender fingers and pulled down his half-up collar, revealing his fair and delicate chin, "Brother Zhao, are you an adult?"

"..." Feng Zhao nodded, unable to guess what this person wanted to say, "Don't look at me calling 'Brother Ran, Brother Ran', Big Eye and I are both a year older than Xiao Qiao. I'm nineteen."

This sentence seemed to have triggered some mechanism of Yang Qinzhou, Qingqing's cold face suddenly softened, and he said to Feng Zhao with a smile: "If brother Zhao believes in me, you can go to S City, Qin Yiai's cousin Wang Hai is there I opened a factory on the side, mainly engaged in natural dairy products, yogurt, milk and all dairy products.”

Yang Qinzhou didn't say that the opening of this factory was proposed by him. Wang Hai is very loyal, and when Yang Qinzhou becomes an adult, he will transfer 5.00% of the shares to him.In the future, his main focus of work will not be in City B, not to mention that with Qiao Beiran now, City B will involve too much...

Yang Qinzhou thought for a while and continued; "Brother Ran, I hope he can try to get into a college, preferably a teacher or something. We may go to school in City B, but in the end we will return here, or go to S city."

"Why...you want to decide his life?"

Yang Qinzhou chuckled, and squinted his eyes to look at the high-hanging morning light: "He doesn't understand yet. When he understands, it may change. I can only think about the current situation that can be expected."

After Yang Qinzhou went back, he didn't mention the meeting with Feng Zhao to Qiao Beiran. It wasn't until the two of them started working that they heard Feng Zhao cry and cry at the reunion party after a long absence.

After eating and drinking, the two greeted the old lady and went to the airport to pick up his cheap brother.Qiao Beiran was not very happy on the way, but Yang Qinzhou seemed in a good mood.

"Go pick me up, Chen Zichen, what are you so happy for?" On the bus, Qiao Beiran couldn't do anything more intimate, but could only secretly poke and pinch Yang Qinzhou's arm, "I tell you, I didn't He is a brother!"

Yang Qinzhou grabbed the other person's hand, squeezed it in the palm of his hand, turned his head and whispered: "We haven't played together yet, just treat it as us——date!"

"A date?" Qiao Beiran seemed afraid of being overheard, and quickly turned his eyes to look around, but found nothing unusual, and approached to discuss, "But it's not just the two of us! There must be a mallet!"

"At that time, let's find a place where it's hard to get out, and then we play ours, and they play theirs?" Yang Qinzhou suggested.

"Is there such a place?" Qiao Beiran felt that as a native of L City, he had not been able to get such a good place.

"Yes, Wetland Park!" Yang Qinzhou said slowly, "You can barbecue and camp there, gather people together, and then divide the work and cooperate."

Qiao Beiran felt that he didn't know how to speak, and let Yang Qinzhou understand his stupidity: "..."

Later, Qiao Beiran finally understood that he was the only one who was stupid.