newbobooks Chapter 11 "Be Careful on the Road"
Chapter 11 "Be Careful on the Road"
Wen Nian followed behind Shen Huaijing, and went downstairs with a safe distance in his heart - a small step.
In just one hour, the hall had passed like a strong wind, Xu Yixin and Yu Hang hurriedly stood up: "Teacher Shen, sit here!"
Shen Huaijing had already walked in the direction of the wooden chair, and Wen Nian behind him subconsciously followed Shen Huaijing's footsteps. By the time he noticed something was wrong, it was already too late.
The huge living room was divided into two sides by Xia Nan's vacant exclusive sofa chair.
There are students on one side, and Teacher Shen on the other... plus him as a student.
Now he has only two choices, either, sit on Xia Nan's chair, or... sit next to Shen Huaijing alone.
Someone made the choice for him.
Shen Huaijing turned slightly, and tapped on the chair beside him: "Sit."
Wen Nian: "...Okay."
"Where's Wen Nian?" Shen Han ordered everyone's food and looked up for someone, "Didn't you just say it?"
Xu Yixin pointed in a direction.
"Why do you sit there—" halfway through the conversation, I saw Shen Huaijing, "...it's pretty good, it's spacious."
Xu Yixin: "..."
Shen Han coughed, and hurriedly lowered his head to beat Xu Yixin: "Why don't you make room for him?!"
Xu Yixin: "The conscience of heaven and earth, I give in!"
Shen Han: "Then we can't let Wen Nian sit there alone, no one talks to him."
Yu Hang: "Isn't Teacher Shen a human being?"
Shen Han pushed him: "You guys go over too!"
Yu Hang: "Shen Han, you are not human."
Shen Han: "..."
Why is his brother sitting so far away with Wen Nian!
Shen Han had no choice but to stand up: "Wen Nian, what do you want for supper?"
Wen Nian came back to his senses: "It's okay."
"There is a famous private barbecue nearby," Shen Han said, taking two steps closer, trying to catch his brother by surprise and break into the enemy's camp before he could react. "Their grilled oysters and spicy crayfish are delicious. , do you eat?"
Wen Nian was not too hungry, and he didn't want to order alone. Just as he was about to nod, Shen Huaijing took a book from the simple bookshelf beside him and said, "Order something light."
What kind of light food to eat in summer, I thought to myself, but Shen Han knew that his brother's stomach was precious, so he obediently looked for it in the menu, turned to the bottom, and found a relatively light food in the column of staple food: "Do you want to eat small wontons?"
Shen Huaijing tilted his head: "Do you want to eat small wontons?"
Wen Nian: "?"
Is this asking him?
Wen Nian froze for a moment: "Eat."
Shen Han: "?"
Shen Han stopped in his tracks, and finished the remaining half of the sentence in a daze: "...and sweet-scented osmanthus millet cake."
Shen Huaijing looked at Wen Nian again.
Wen Nian: "...I'll just eat small wontons."
Shen Huaijing: "That's it."
After Shen Huaijing finished speaking, he seemed to remember that there was a group of people on the opposite side, and took time out of the book to glance up at them.
Everyone immediately shook their heads like rattles.
"Don't eat or eat."
"We don't eat small wontons."
"I don't eat millet cakes either."
"Mr. Shen, you and Wen Nian can eat together."
It's one thing to really not want to eat, but the main thing is... Mr. Shen seems to only ask Wen Nian.
Shen Han: "??"
His brother has a stomach problem, he knows that the food is bland, but it's good, what does it mean to let Wen Nian eat small wontons?In this summer, if someone doesn't eat crayfish, he will be unhappy, OK?
Shen Han continued: "It's boring to just eat small wontons, then I'll order another spicy crayfish, Wen Nian, you can also eat some, grilled oysters too..."
Shen Huaijing: "You still have injuries on your hands, don't eat these hairs."
Everyone paused for a moment, turned their heads together, and looked at Wen Nian - the bandage on his wrist.
Rely on!
Fortunately, when Teacher Shen asked them if they would eat, they didn't lick their faces and say yes!
Dare to love, this is really fucking ordered for Wen Nian alone!
The culprit, Shen Han, was already numb, and he deleted a copy of the crayfish with stiff fingers. His conscience was riddled with holes, and with a shake of his hand, several copies of the spicy crayfish were deleted. Fortunately, Xu Yixin stopped it in time, so that it would not cause a More than 20 adult men each received a tragedy of a crayfish.
The air conditioner was on in the hall, which was very cool, but Wen Nian was even breathing a little hot, and he lowered his head to cover it up by looking at his phone.
Shen Han also lowered his head, his conscience was too disturbed, after thinking about it, he put the sweet-scented osmanthus and millet pastry on it.
After thinking about it, I felt dry and vegetarian, so I ordered another soup.
An hour later, the takeaway was long overdue.
As soon as the door opened, there were only three people delivering the goods.
"The boss's business is very good," Xu Yixin recognized the boss, and said while picking up the things, "Today's delivery is much slower than usual."
The boss smiled: "The business is just like that. The main reason is that the black-bone chicken soup with yam, party ginseng, lotus seed, cordyceps flower and ganoderma lucidum took a while."
Everyone: "?"
Xu Yixin: "Huai...what chicken soup?"
The boss brought over the casserole from another person: "Huaishan Codonopsis, Lotus Seed, Cordyceps, Ganoderma lucidum, Black-bone Chicken Soup, I usually order more soup in the morning and less in the evening. Isn't this cooked for you!"
Xu Yixin was suspicious: "Is it the wrong delivery?"
As he spoke, he looked at the takeaway list.
At first glance, it really does exist!
The price is also fucking "outstanding"!
"That's right, I ordered it." Shen Han ran over, took the casserole with a big head, and said as he entered the room.
Wen Nian had a bad premonition, and sure enough, the next second he heard Shen Han say, "Wen Nian, this qi supplement is for you."
Wen Nian: "..."
Soon, the coffee table was filled with supper, and Shen Han and the others ate so much that they couldn't lift their heads. Only Wen Nian and Shen Huaijing were sitting at the small table beside them.
Teacher Shen didn't choose the place this time, because there was really no place to put the casserole, and with the wonton soup, there were two tables.
Wen Nian ate two mouthfuls of wontons, looked at the casserole that was bigger than Shen Han's head, and finally looked at the tea table beside him.
"Do you want soup?" Wen Nian asked.
"Don't drink, don't drink."
"We don't eat small wontons."
"Don't eat rice cakes."
"I don't drink Huai either... what kind of spiritual chicken soup."
"Just drink with Mr. Shen."
Wen Nian: "..."
Why do you seem to have heard these words before?
Wen Nian accepted his fate and turned around.
"Teacher Shen." Wen Nian called out.
Shen Huaijing didn't seem to be hungry either, and he only ate a bite or two of wontons between processing messages on his mobile phone, so casually that Wen Nian had the illusion that he was eating with him rather than eating supper together.
This thought only flashed for a moment, but was quickly suppressed. Wen Nian asked, "Do you want some soup?"
Shen Huaijing: "Can't drink?"
"Too much."
"If you can't drink it, leave it."
Wen Nian paused for a while before saying, "It's quite expensive."
Shen Huaijing paused and smiled.
He put down the spoon, filled a small bowl, and pushed it over: "Just drink this much."
"Their soup is good, you can try it."
Wen Nian looked at the big pot left.
Shen Huaijing pushed aside: "Shen Han."
Shen Han looked up from the small lobster: "Huh?"
Shen Huaijing: "Divide the soup."
Shen Han: "..."
He heard the conversation between the two of them.
Tomorrow he will tell Wen Nian that his brother didn't like to drink these and pushed them to them.
But now, he can only: "Oh."
After a group of people finished eating, it was already past zero.
Shen Huaijing looked at the messy pile of things: "Clean up everything, go upstairs early."
A group of people on the ground couldn't get up after eating, dragging their throats: "Oh——"
"Thank you, Teacher Shen, for your hospitality!"
"a thankful heart."
Yu Hang was the first to stand up: "Mr. Shen, are you going back?"
Shen Huai nodded, and put the book back on the shelf: "You guys wash up too, don't lie down."
Everyone replied in unison: "Got it!"
Yu Hang kicked Shen Han lightly: "Get up quickly, Mr. Shen is going back, get up and see him off."
"It's too stretched, let me paralyze for a while longer." Shen Han fell to the ground with all four legs, raised his neck with great effort, and said, "Whoever is close will give it a shot."
Xia Nan: "The year of Wen is approaching."
Shen Han: "Give it to Wen Nian."
Shen Huaijing looked at it badly, and just wanted Shen Han to take care of himself, but when he turned around, Wen Nian had already got up and stood obediently behind him.
Teacher Shen was speechless for a moment.
The living room is only a few steps away from the entrance, and the person who said he was going to send someone off did not look like "seeing off the guest" at all, and followed carefully behind him, so that Mr. Shen who was sent off was not going to send him off, but to follow him. The illusion of his going back.
Fortunately, at the door, the sender finally realized: "Thank you, Mr. Shen, for the supper."
"Ah."
Wen Nian: "On the way..."
Shen Huaijing didn't hear the following, turned his head and looked at him: "What's on the way?"
Wen Nian: "."
He wanted to say be careful on the road, but when he said it, he remembered that Teacher Shen lived next door, and it seemed that there was no need to be "careful".
Wen Nian wanted to go over in a hurry: "It's nothing."
But Shen Huaijing didn't leave.
Wen Nian finally said it: "Be careful on the road."
Only then did Shen Huaijing say, "Okay."
By the time a group of people packed up and went upstairs, it was already early morning.
Shen Han wiped his wet hair and came out of the bathroom. Wen Nian was already lying on the bed with a book in his hand.
The atmosphere was so peaceful that he wanted to talk to Wen Nian.
Shen Han racked his brains and started to find a topic: "That."
Wen Nian looked up at him.
Shen Han: "I sleep lightly at night, and the quality of my sleep is not high. If you want to move around, do it lightly."
Shen Han waited for Wen Nian to trouble him.
In the end, the answer to him was an emotionless: "Mmm."
"Don't turn on the lights too brightly."
"Ah."
"And the curtains..."
Wen Nian closed the book with a "snap".
Shen Han: Come here!
In the next second, Wen Nian put the book on the bedside, lay down, and turned around specially, with his back to him.
Shen Han: "..."
Shen Han paused as he rubbed his head: "Are you going to sleep?"
Wen Nian: "Is there anything else?"
Shen Han: "...No."
Wen Nian: "Dry your hair and go to bed early."
Shen Han: "...Oh."
Shen Han dried her hair obediently, and crept onto the bed.
Halfway through the climb, I suddenly remembered something, and immediately sat cross-legged: "Well, haven't you added Teacher Shen's WeChat account yet?"
Wen Nian: "..."
"Forget." Wen Nian said with his eyes closed.
Shen Han scratched his head and struggled for a long time: "Why don't I tell Teacher Shen about it."
Then he rolled out of bed to get his phone.
"No need!" Wen Nian immediately sat up.
Shen Han thought he was nervous, took a long breath, and said with extra coercion: "Actually, my relationship with Mr. Shen is still, okay, it's okay to talk about it."
Wen Nian: "..."
Does the relationship with the same grandfather need to be described as "not bad"?
Thinking of Shen Han's unsuccessful cover-ups several times before, Wen Nian said directly: "I know Teacher Shen is your brother."
Shen Han's eyes were wide open, and he almost blurted out "You know why you still ignore me".
"So don't say anything, go to bed early." After speaking, Wen Nian buried himself under the quilt, pretending to be dead.
He couldn't listen any more, he was afraid that Shen Han would say a few more words, and he would think of something messy again.
The bed was pitch-black, and the light from the screen of the mobile phone half-pressed under the pillow seemed a bit dazzling.
Wen Nian was distracted, and clicked on it. It was the news from Erxia Daqun, who was yelling for Xu Yixin to push the business card of the owner of the barbecue shop tonight, saying that it was delicious.
Wen Nian glanced twice, exited, and saw the bright red friend application prompt next to the address book.
Wen Nian: "?"
He remembers eating supper at night, and it seemed like it all passed?
Wen Nian clicked in.
The moment I saw the name, my breath stopped, because there were three words written in the application information column: Shen Huaijing.
A cold voice sounded in my ears again:
"Why don't I talk to brother Lin and give you a job number?"
"Actually, there is no difference between my brother's work number and life number."
Wen Nian was buried under the quilt for a long time.
"Need not."
He already has.