Chapter 64

Chapter 64

Fu Jinglin looked at the golden egg fried rice in his hand and felt that it weighed as much as a thousand catties.

Lin Qiong tilted her head and looked at the person, "Do you still have this hobby?"

"Yeah." The syllable was muffled and deep, so Fu Jinglin gritted his teeth and said, "It's easier to digest if you stand."

For a moment, he felt miserable. If he had known that he would have to stand still if he came over to eat leftovers, he would not have quarreled with his mother.

Lin Qiong persuaded, "You sit down and eat. I feel uncomfortable standing."

Fu Jinglin was grateful, but his uncle didn't say anything and didn't dare to sit down. He quietly looked at Fu Xingyun.

Fu Xingyun glanced at him, "Why are you looking at me?"

Fu Jinglin hurriedly shook his head, "No, it's nothing."

"I'll let you sit down."

After hearing this, Fu Jinglin put down his bag and sat down, then put the plate on the coffee table, huddled his tall body on a small low chair and began to eat.

Lin Qiong looked at the man devouring his food and asked, "How long has it been since you last eaten?"

Fu Jinglin lowered his head and stuffed rice into his mouth, stretching out three slender fingers.

Lin Qiong was a little surprised, "Three days?"

Fu Jinglin took a sip of water and swallowed his rice, "Three hours."

"..."

Afterwards, Feng Zhuan Can Yun finished the plate of egg fried rice within a few minutes. Fu Jinglin looked at Lin Qiong like a refugee fleeing from famine, "Is there any more?"

Lin Qiong nodded, "Yes, it's in the pot in the kitchen."

This time Fu Jinglin learned the lesson from last time and did not speak, but handed the plate to the person.

The intention is obvious.

Give me some more.

The man's cold voice came, "You don't have any hands?"

Fu Jinglin:......

In the end, Fu Jinglin was afraid of running back and forth, so he directly poured out the remaining egg fried rice in the pot.

Looking at the Mount Everest in the bowl, Lin Qiong said, "Have you always had such an appetite?"

Fu Jinglin nodded seriously and spoke carefully, "Although I practice sports, I have always been able to eat well. I don't know why I was like this when I was a child?"

"Why else?" Lin Qiong looked back at Fu Xingyun, "It's just inheritance."

Fu Xingyun:......

After everyone finished eating, Fu Xingyun looked at him and asked, "What's the reason this time?"

"My mother doesn't understand me!" Fu Jinglin was like a grumpy lion, with confusion and annoyance on his face. "She always forces me to do things I don't want to do, and she never understands me. Why do you think this is?!"

Lin Qiong said silently from the side, "Are you really clueless?"

"..."

Wandering in order to save the earth, he was treated as a villain and a cash machine and ran away from home.

Fu Jinglin defended, "I just don't like her forcing me to do things I don't like."

Fu Xingyun: "For example?"

"After-school tutoring classes." Fu Jinglin, "I don't think I need it."

Fu Xingyun: "You still have half a year to take the college entrance examination."

Fu Jinglin said seriously, "I think tutoring is just a waste of time."

Yo!Still a top student.

Unexpectedly, my eldest nephew looks as stupid as Tiao Erha, but he has quite a lot of inner wisdom.

Lin Qiong ate grapes and looked at people and asked, "Are you going to Tsinghua University or Peking University?"

Fu Jinglin scratched his head in embarrassment upon hearing this, "I don't know, but I think both are fine."

"Really?!" Lin Qiong, "What's your score now?"

"Three hundred and five."

Lin Qiong's bulging cheeks paused.

Fu Jinglin looked at the person shyly, "Which one do you think is better?"

Lin Qiong was silent for a while, then patted the person on the shoulder, "Learning is not the only way out."

"..."

Fu Jinglin took out his cell phone and took a look at it, but found that there was no call from his mother. "I'm not always like this. I just hope that my mother can solve the problem between us."

Lin Qiong said quietly, "Have you never thought that you are the problem?"

"..."

Fu Jinglin looked at the two of them, "You're just going to attack a college entrance examination student like this?!"

Fu Xingyun: "You can leave."

Fu Jinglin stretched and contracted like a spring, "Then you'd better strike."

Because the Fu family did not hire a maid, the guest rooms on the first and second floors had not been cleaned and could not be slept in. Fu Jinglin had to sleep on the sofa like last time.

Seeing that the person had skillfully grouped herself on the sofa, Lin Qiong returned to the third floor with Fu Xingyun with confidence.

Lin Qiong helped others open the door to the room, "It's getting late, let's take a rest."

Fu Xingyun: "You can ignore what he says to you next time."

"It's okay, I don't care." Lin Qiong: "I respect the old and love the young."

Old, Fu Xingyun.

Young, Fu Jinglin.

The family must be neat and tidy.

Fu Xingyun looked at him and said, "Good night."

"Good night first." After saying that, he hurried back to his room and back again, holding a bottle of milk in his hand, "Drink this before going to bed."

Fu Xingyun: "I..."

"I know." Lin Qiong used her wrist slightly to unscrew the bottle cap and handed it to the old baby who was too weak to take care of herself. "Drink."

When he saw someone taking the milk, he pushed him into the room and said, "While you were recovering these days, I went to a traditional Chinese medicine clinic to learn some massage techniques. I asked the doctor and said that it's good to massage it every day before going to bed."

After saying that, he brought Ren Ren to the bed with him. Lin Qiong sat beside him and without saying a word, lowered his head, hummed and pushed him away.

The young man looked serious, and his hands were very careful on the person's legs.

"Xingyun, do you feel like this?" Lin Qiong pressed her elbow lightly on the acupuncture point to relieve fatigue, not daring to exert any force.

Fu Xingyun looked down and was stunned. The young man was now wearing loose pajamas, and the fabric on his legs was also falling. Looking down, he could clearly see the other person's fair neck and chest.

The man's Adam's apple rolled, but thinking that the book hadn't reached this point yet, he took a deep breath and looked away.

Lin Qiong looked at the person with a bad expression and was unsure of the other person's condition, "Xingyun, do you feel anything now?"

"Xingyun?"

Fu Xingyun closed his eyes, "If you keep doing this, it will happen."

"Yeah?!"

Fu Xingyun's brows jumped when he heard the other party's excited voice. Lin Qiong rolled up his sleeves and was eager to try, "Then I'll press it again."

After saying that, he didn't give anyone a chance to refuse and started working hard, leaning forward and leaning forward.

Fu Xingyun looked away for a moment, but his eyes fell on the person unconsciously.

After a set of massage, Lin Qiong was so hot that she sweated a little. Then she looked up to see how the other person was doing, and found that there was also a thin layer of sweat on the other person's forehead.

Lin Qiong was a little surprised, "Xingyun, are you feeling hot too?"

As he spoke, he took out a few pieces of paper and planned to wipe them with others.

Fu Xingyun's voice was hoarse, "I can do it myself."

Lin Qiong was oh-so-oh, but asked expectantly: "How are you feeling?"

"If you feel anything, I'll press it on you every day from now on."

The man swallowed after hearing this and said slowly: "No."

Lin Qiong was a little disappointed after hearing this, "Really? Then I'll follow you for a while and then I'll give it to you."

Looking at the sweat on the person's forehead, "I'll push you to take a shower."

As he spoke, he would lift the quilt covering his waist.

Fu Xingyun stretched out his hand and pressed it, "No need."

"Aren't you going?"

Fu Xingyun took the person's hand away and said, "No need for now."

Lin Qiong was a little surprised. He knew Fu Xingyun's living habits better than anyone else. He would never stay in bed if he was sweaty.

Fu Xingyun looked at the person with a somewhat unnatural tone and said, "I feel something."

When Lin Qiong heard this, it turned out to be a counterargument, "Really? Then you stay a little longer and I'll push you away."

"No need." Fu Xingyun refused, "You go back and rest first, I can do it myself."

"You don't have to force it."

"No."

After Lin Qiong left the room, the man breathed a sigh of relief and got up and went to the bathroom.

An hour later, Fu Xingyun went back to bed again and took out his bedtime reading material.

10. When getting along with the person you like, you can make special exceptions or treat him differently (it is a good treatment, the kind who pulls his pigtails to attract attention is not a special exception, he is an elementary school chicken). In short, it is a double standard. You can treat him differently.Such standards make the other party feel that you!Care about him the most!

After Fu Xingyun finished his daily review, he closed the book, then turned off the light and went to sleep.

Lin Qiong got up as usual early the next morning. When she went to the first floor to cook, she saw Fu Jinglin still sleeping soundly on the sofa.

Lin Qiong remembered that yesterday the doctor said that today's rehabilitation part was very important, and it would definitely be a lot more difficult, so she specially made Xiao Zao's black-bone chicken soup.

Fu Jinglin, who was still unconscious, suddenly sat up from the sofa when he smelled the smell.

time to eat!

Get up and go to the kitchen to look.

"Hey, what do you want to eat this morning?"

Lin Qiong didn't look at him either, "Porridge and steamed buns."

Fu Jinglin pointed, "What is that?"

“Black-bone chicken soup.”

"I want to drink."

Lin Qiong said with a tigerish face, "That belongs to your uncle."

After hearing this, Fu Jinglin withdrew his hand tremblingly, "You pretend I didn't say anything."

Not long after, Fu Xingyun also came down from upstairs.

Seeing Lin Qiong coming out of the kitchen with soup, Fu Xingyun said, "Good morning."

Lin Qiong smiled and said, "Good morning."

Fu Jinglin also raised his hand, ready to say hello at any time.

Unexpectedly, the man pushed his wheelchair and passed by.

Fu Jinglin muttered sourly: "Uncle, what about me?"

Fu Xingyun glanced at him and said, "Whatever you want."

"..."

Do singles have no human rights?!

After breakfast, Lin Qiong planned to take Fu Jinglin out.

Fu Jinglin was a little reluctant, "I don't have to go to school today and Sunday. I have to lie down at home."

Lin Qiong said firmly, "No."

"Why?!"

"Your uncle has something to do, and you will disturb him at home."

After hearing this, Fu Jinglin compromised.

After coming out with others, he asked, "What are we going to do now?"

"Go to the Chinese medicine clinic."

"Where are you going?"

Lin Qiong stopped when she saw the red light and said, "Learn massage."

"It just so happens that my stomach isn't feeling very well lately, so I can go and have a look."

The two of them arrived at the traditional Chinese medicine clinic. Lin Qiong greeted everyone skillfully. As a parent, she decided that it would be better to accompany Fu Jinglin first.

"Doctor, how is he?"

The doctor pushed up his glasses and said, "Nothing, just a little indigestion."

Fu Jinglin frowned after hearing this, "Doctor, please don't show me any more. I think I'm still sick."

Lin Qiong:......

Aren't you happy that you're not sick?!

The doctor confirmed again: "It's just indigestion, nothing else."

Fu Jinglin: "But Baidu said..."

Lin Qiong raised her hand and gave Fu Jinglin a heads-up, "Don't look at Baidu if you have nothing to do."

"Why?"

"The disease was supposed to be cured in a week, but after the treatment, I could only live for a week."