Eat a chicken [e-sports]

Chapter 30 Late Night

After some questioning, they learned that Ruan Xi had acute gastroenteritis, which the doctor said was caused by his years of eating instant food.Coincidentally, Jian Yang and Ruan Xi lived in the same city, so Jian Yang took advantage of this to propose:

"Hahaha I'm going to laugh at that idiot to his face."

The follow-up of Qufu and Ning Feiqin is unknown, but the first head that Ruan Xi explodes is his teammate's when he goes online next time.

The darkness gradually fell, and there was no trace of a star in the boundless sky, and the top of the head was as dark as thick ink, which made people breathless.

Accompanied by such a dark night, the two brothers and sisters returned to the Qu family again.

After entering the door, they had never seen the mother and child. The living room was eerily quiet, and a lonely figure on the sofa looked thin and tall.

Qufu and the others walked over and stood in front of Qu Boyan. For a while, none of the three spoke.

"I'm back." Qu Boyan was a little moved, and said first.

There are a few wrinkles around the corners of the eyes of this man who has passed his forty years. His handsome face in the early years is a little faded, and he is no longer as vigorous as before, revealing an air of decay.

"En." Qufu replied.

He and Qu Boyan, the contrast between young and old, rigidity and smoothness, except for the similarity between the eyebrows and eyes, are two completely different choices.

"Are you willing to come back?" Facing Qu Qi, Qu Boyan put on a more friendly tone.

"I'm busy." Qu Qi smiled indifferently.

"I don't know what I've been working on all day."

Qu Qi has long been numb to such words, she is too lazy to explain or argue, whatever Qu Boyan thinks about it.

Qu Boyan asked: "Have you eaten yet?"

"have eaten."

The topic reached an impasse, so Qu Boyan had no choice but to ask, "Come with me to eat some more?"

Qu Fu gave him a strange look, when did his father become so talkative, but seeing that the atmosphere was not bad, he didn't refuse.

At the dinner table, the Qu family adhered to the principle of not talking when eating or sleeping, and everyone was quietly dealing with the things in front of them. In the blink of an eye, there was a green scene in the Qufu bowl.

Qu Qi secretly put the broccoli she didn't like into the Qufu bowl.

Qu Fu glanced at her, and Qu Qi clasped her hands together under the dining table to make a gesture of prayer, so Qu Fu acquiesced in her behavior.

Afterwards, Qu Qi intensified, throwing other things into his bowl from time to time, sometimes even a piece of ginger.

Qu Fu only felt that his temper had improved a lot, after this meal, Qu Qi was still safe and sound.

Qu Boyan saw the foolishness of the siblings, he paused, and chose not to say anything.

It seems that he is not the person with the best temper today.

Qufu once made a fuss at the dinner table because of picky eaters. At that time, Qu Boyan slapped his chopsticks hard and said coldly: "Since you don't want to eat so much, don't eat it. Wait until you know you're hungry before coming out."

As a result, Qufu was hungry for a full day, and there was not a drop of water during the period.

It was also that lesson that made Qufu no longer picky eaters, and became able to eat everything.

After the meal, Shen Rongyi's mother and son, who had disappeared for a long time, finally appeared. She smiled generously at Qufu's arrival, and then went upstairs with Shen Ting.

With the dull sound of shoes falling on the ground, Qu Fu followed his father to the study room. Qu Boyan's study room is rich in stock, and a whole wall is covered with books.

Qu Boyan sat behind the computer, resting his elbows on the armrest, then pointed to the chair in front of him, and said to Qu Fu, "Sit down."

After Qu Fu sat down, Qu Boyan stared at him.

The two looked at each other strangely and suddenly. In Qufu's memory, it was the first time he had looked at his father so closely.

Qu Boyan's eyes are a bit cloudy, and when he reaches middle age, the sharp brilliance in his eyes fades with age, leaving only too much chaos and grayness.

"I know, you are still blaming me for what happened back then." Qu Boyan's voice was like an old pendulum clock that had been wound up, and said slowly, "It's been so long, and you have the right to know the truth."

In Qu Boyan's narration, he and Qufu's mother, Chen Wan, had agreed to get married at first, and Chen Wan always had someone in her heart that she couldn't let go of. Shen Rongyi was his first love, but due to family interests, they couldn't be together.

Over the years, the couple treated each other as guests, and it was not until Chen Wan died of illness that he married Shen Rongyi into the family.

In his heart, Qufu has always been his most valued son, but it has also disappointed him the most.

Qufu listened to everything with a blank face, vaguely feeling strange.

Perhaps the contrast of things was too great for him to accept.

Seeing that Qu Fu had no expression on his face, Qu Boyan didn't force it, and his eyes were deep: "I'm old, but the things in this house will never be less than your share."

Qu Fu stood up and asked, "Is there anything else?"

The implication is obvious, if there is nothing else, he will leave.

Qu Boyan was choked up for a moment, then waved his hand at him giving up: "Forget it, you go back and think about it yourself, remember to take good care of your sister."

Qu Fu nodded in agreement, and then went downstairs to take away the person who was sitting in the living room.

On the way home, Qu Qi asked curiously, "What did the old man tell you?"

"Some nonsense."

"Are you trying to pave the way for Shen Ting to ask you to voluntarily give up your inheritance?" Qu Qi guessed wildly.

Qu Fu looked at her contemptuously: "How much money do I need?"

"That's right." Qu Qi frowned, as if in deep thought.

Qu Fu was stunned for a moment, Qu Qi's eyes were standard almond eyes, the pupils were black and bright, the eyes were slightly round, the eyes were clear, pure and charming.Qu Qi's eyes perfectly inherited from their mother's, and Chen Wan's eyes are more gentle, like water, with lingering tenderness.

Qufu recalled Qu Boyan's rhetoric.

If Qu Boyan and Shen Rongyi are true love, then what are he and Qu Qi?

The bargaining chip left by the business marriage, the accidental product of the smooth sailing.

Ridiculous.

Qu Qi clutched her stomach, pitifully: "Brother, I want to eat barbecue."

Qufu hit the nail on the head: "Get fat."

"Then I will eat less meat." Qu Qi still did not give up and continued to discuss.

Qufu expressed doubts: "Oh?"

"I don't want to eat, can I just stop eating meat?" After thinking about it, Qu Qi resented, "Forget it, what's the difference between barbecue without meat and eating grass, don't eat it."

After walking the first 20 meters, Qufu turned into a barbecue restaurant.

Qu Qi was drooling and stood at the door, wondering: "You, what are you doing?"

"Do you want to eat?" Qu Fu asked.

"Eat!" Qu Qi jumped like a happy bird, determined to say, "I will lose weight tomorrow!"

As for today, of course it is to eat first.

"Don't move." When Qu Fu's hand was about to touch the meat skewers, Qu Qi stopped him with a bang, and Qu Qi quickly took out her mobile phone and took a long time to shoot at the food.

1 minute, 2 minutes, Qufu's patience lasted until the 3rd minute was exhausted, and he asked with a stinky face, "Is it over?"

"Immediately, eh, don't move, it won't look good if you move."

Regardless of Qu Qi's dissuasion, Qufu stuffed the skewered meat into his mouth. The moment the oil splashed on the tip of his tongue, the tender and juicy aftertaste, the perfect combination of soft texture and spices made the meat skewers delicious to the extreme.

Within three seconds, Qu Qi also decisively put down her phone and started eating. No one can resist such a temptation.

The dynamics of Qufu were swiped by Qu Qi's praise of the barbecue, each of which was long and profound.

[Ah, steamed buns, you were originally just ordinary steamed buns, but after being strung together, you have sublimated. You are no longer steamed buns, but a string of steamed buns that can sell for two yuan! ]

["To Potato"...]

["Celebrating Chicken Feet"...]

A series of mentally handicapped dynamics dominated his space, and every post must be accompanied by a picture. The picture with the filter looks very attractive, arousing people's strong desire for things, and the update time is in the middle of the night , Reached the situation of the common anger of man and god.

After eating too much late at night, Qufu couldn't fall asleep for a while, and tossed and turned on the bed.

Mixed with Qu Qi's domineering screen swiping messages, there was an insomnia post posted by Mr. Wei at 43:[-].

In the middle of the night, the two insomniacs started chatting for some reason.

Mr. Wei: [Someone crazily distributes food, it's so annoying. ]

Qufu: [Barbecue? ]

Mr. Wei: [How do you know? ]

Qu Fu: [Is that the person swiping the screen Qu Qi? ]

Mr. Wei: [! ]

Qufu pushed open the door of the room with lights on, and asked a certain party who stayed up all night cultivating immortals: "Please explain to me clearly."