mismatch pheromone

Chapter 139 Teacher Zhou ran out of patience

Yu Jinghai heard every word clearly, but there was no joy on his face. He was stunned and said helplessly, "Why did you change your mind?"

"No change." Zhou Xi squeezed the book in her hand, lowered her eyelashes, and her voice became softer, "I just don't want to quarrel, don't want to be awkward, and want to continue..."

Speaking of this, there is also a gloomy depression.

Yu Jinghai felt as if his heart had been pricked by a small needle.

He was most reluctant to part with this person, and right now it was precisely this reluctance that made him unable to let go and open his heart.

"Our problem..." Yu Jinghai rolled his eyes and stared at the tree next to him, "Whether it fits or not, if you think it fits, you have to think about it, don't regret it in the future..."

"What if I say I've figured it out?" Zhou Xi asked.

This strange stubbornness and firmness made Yu Jinghai unable to help turning his gaze back.

His eyes flicked from Zhou Xi's fair face, and fell on the cover of the book, catching blindly.

"You can think clearly after buying a book?"

It was the first time that Mr. Zhou was criticized for his sloppy thinking, and he couldn't help but hold the book hard in anger. He was about to refute, when Old Madam Yu's angry calling came from not far away.

"Xiao Zhou, Ah Hai, go home for dinner—"

Yu Jinghai raised his hand and shouted "Come here", then strode forward with tight strides, and rushed back home.

That step was so fast that it seemed that there was some goblin behind him chasing him...

Back in the old yard, I saw two big tables filled with dishes of different colors.

Zhou Xi was shocked by Old Madam Yu's ability to prepare meals, but she understood the reason why Yu Jinghai was able to handle everything by himself when several members of the Zhou family came to eat. I am afraid that he was trained by his mother since he was a child...

The table was full of people, surrounded by the yard, feasting, drinking and eating meat, mixed with the crispy babbling of children, bursts of laughter continued.

This was at his own home, and Yu Jinghai drank more wildly than outside.

A group of relatives, both men and women, have good wine to drink, and they will always come over to exchange glasses with him, chat nonsense, and sometimes ask Zhou Xi who is next to him to drink with him.

But when Zhou Xi lifted the glass, the wine in the glass would be taken away by Yu Jinghai immediately.

"What's the matter? Xiao Zhou can't drink?"

"That can't be done, how can you not drink when you enter our old Yu's house..."

Uncles and aunts persuaded them to drink, and talked about the principle of doing as the Romans do.

Zhou Xi had heard the old lady chatting before, and most of the old people's chats were about the family's injustice, and from time to time, various things about the relatives of the Yu family were mixed in. Although he was not diligent in answering the words, he remembered to recognize people.

Who is warm-hearted, who is sharp-mouthed, who has taken care of the Yu family, who loves Yu Jinghai as if he is his own... He puts all of these in his heart, and treats them as a friendship that he also enjoys.

Even if the words were rough, he still respected the elders in the courtyard, and was willing to respond to those enthusiasm with the elders' joyful way.

That's why he raised his wine glass, but in the end the wine didn't touch a drop.

Yu Jinghai stopped a drink and drank a drink, and did a row after a row. He didn't say a word, but stared closely.

Until the relatives laughed and scolded him for his bad manners, and all the wine given to Zhou Xi went into his bowl, did he still want to let people enter Lao Yu's house?

"What's the rule, when did our family have this rule?" Yu Jinghai, who was blushing now, waved the wine bowl, and asked his mother across the seat, "Mom, it's not decided yet?"

Without waiting for the old lady to speak, he raised his voice again self-consciously, "It doesn't matter whether it's decided or not, I can change it if it's decided, this is my wife, and I'll make the decision by myself .”

His stubborn words provoked his relatives to spit him out because he was so arrogant that no one would drink alcohol.

"Fourth Uncle, Ninth Aunt..." Yu Jinghai narrowed his eyes, and called out one by one, "Hold me, drink me up first, I'm not drunk yet, it's not his turn, it's just not... ..."

Well, people are really inaccurate, the words are settled, anyway, if you want Zhou Xi to drink, you have to step over his wine tank.

His drinking capacity is already high, and compared with a group of relatives who know how to drink, he will be stronger if he is strong.

It's like carrying a cordon. When he touches the line, he has to make a big leap forward, stick to it, and vow to carry it until the end of the banquet.

Zhou Xi, who was well protected, saw that his neck was red from drinking, and she was angry and funny.

Angrily, he knew that he hadn't changed his mind, and insisted on pretending to be nonchalant, stopped his drink, but still kept the short distance from him.

Laughing at how stupid he is, he really pours down a cup of water, so he won't make a detour, play tricks with relatives, paddle secretly, and always drink less...

When it was dark and the voices in the courtyard gradually subsided, Zhou Xicai took the hangover soup brought out by the old lady and delivered the soup to Yu Jinghai.

Yu Jinghai drank so much that his eyes were foggy, and his movements were extremely clumsy. He took the bowl and held Zhou Xi's hand, as if he was stuck by 502, even the bowl and his two white hands were tightly grasped.

Startled by the strong and fierce force, Zhou Xi was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses, with a faint blush in her ears, she barely made a sound to remind her of the business.

"If you drink too much, you will feel uncomfortable. Drink this slowly first. Mom said this is very useful..."

Yu Jinghai seemed to have been hit hard on the head by someone, he let go of his hand suddenly, and hurriedly lowered his head to sip the soup in the bowl.

Zhou Xi looked at him eating soup honestly, her gaze turned calmly, and then she noticed that his forehead and neck were covered with sweat, and beads of sweat were still gushing out one by one.

Zhou Xi took a tissue from the table and went to wipe the sweat off his neck first.

As soon as I touched it, I saw Yu Jinghai shaking his hands, and his upper body stretched to the side, avoiding the tissue with the gentle autumn wind.

The ridiculously weird posture revealed a clear sense of avoidance, and Zhou Xi sighed angrily at his resistance, "Come here."

This chilly sound indicated that the patience of the good-tempered Chinese teacher was about to run out.

But Yu Jinghai, who was still half drunk in his mind, couldn't receive the signal, so he stubbornly refused to cooperate, and poured himself sober soup.

At this time, Mrs. Yu suddenly turned the little cattail fan out.

"Ah Hai, I've cleaned up your room. Xiao Zhou, you've been tired all day. Go take a shower and rest. The air conditioner is installed in the room. Ah Hai said that you are afraid of the heat, so someone installed it a long time ago..."

"It's pretty cool here at night, so I didn't turn it on for you. The remote control is placed on the cabinet. If you feel hot, turn it on yourself..."

After the old lady finished speaking, she took a fan and swept Yu Jinghai's shoulders.

"Ah Hai, come to my room. Let's talk for a while, then go back to sleep."

So the two of them obeyed the arrangement of the old lady and went to each other silently.

After entering the main house, the door was closed, and the old lady threw the fan on the bed, and spoke to her son with a very serious expression.

"Tell me, what's the matter with you and Xiao Zhou?"

Yu Jinghai couldn't help but thumped in his heart, "Mom, what do you mean?"

"Pretend, keep pretending, and pretend for me." The old lady sneered, "I think you two came back this trip to sing for me. Xiao Zhou's play is okay, but you can't do it, you know?"

"It's just you, Ah Xi is long and Ah Xi is short all day long, and my wife is good. My wife is handsome and my wife is amazing. She doesn't make any noise when she comes back. Is there anything wrong with that? Do you think your mother is blind or old-fashioned? ..."

Yu Jinghai sat on a small bench, with his elbows on his knees, his head drooped, and was next to his mother's lesson.

The truth that had been concealed for almost a day was completely uncovered, and he couldn't hide it anymore, so he roughly explained the problems between him and Zhou Xi to his mother, but he still kept it light.

"...Hey, but I think Ren Xiaozhou still wants to live with you..."

Afterwards, the old lady speculated based on the facts, not only because she had talked with Zhou Xitan, but also because she saw everything that happened that day.

Leaving aside the specifics of the unhappiness between the two of them, just seeing Zhou Xi's little glances at her son at every turn, she felt that it really didn't look like her son was shaving his head.

"He still doesn't fully understand." Yu Jinghai muttered.

"Then what are you two going to do now?" the old lady asked, "Let's not talk about Xiao Zhou, but you. What do you think? Do you still recognize this one? Otherwise, can you get along with others?"

"I recognize him, I recognize him." Yu Jinghai raised his hand irritably and scratched the back of his head, "I can't recognize anyone else... But I can't just make him recognize me like this. I'm afraid that he will regret it one day, we are so far apart Too many, it's far away..."

After hearing her son's sullen complaints, the old lady's face became serious, "The matter of the house is a big deal, we should give Xiao Zhou a guarantee, as for him, he doesn't want you to have such pressure, there's nothing wrong with his thinking ..."

"I didn't say he was thinking wrong..." Yu Jinghai bent his neck and buried his face in his hands, "I just thought, if I can buy the whole apartment, this matter will be settled, and he doesn't have to worry about it. But I don't have the ability to..."

"Why don't you sell our land?" The old lady helped out with an idea, "You go and find out, can our house be bought? Or it's okay to buy this house..."

She had never seen her son so caring and caring about a person, even when he encountered obstacles, he was so sad, and he still didn't want to let go, then he must really put it in his heart.

She had run out of ideas, but Yu Jinghai kept shaking her head, not agreeing with these solutions at all.

"Then what's the matter?" The old lady was also anxious.

"If you don't have this house, you feel that the Zhou family can't rest assured. If you really don't want to get along with Xiao Zhou, you're not willing to part with it. Besides, you have put that mark on others. No matter what, we can't harm others... ..."

Yu Jinghai thumped his leg suddenly, and stood up, "It's okay, mom, don't think too much, I can fix it by myself, but he just doesn't feel relieved, he feels that I am under a lot of pressure to pay for the loan, so I will find a way to save and buy the house at once That's it."

"I'm going back to the house. Don't worry about it. It's our business. You don't need to think about it. You don't need to ask. I'll tell you. I have my own ideas and I can handle it well. It's nothing serious..."

After persuading the old man, Yu Jinghai turned around and left the main house, went to take a shower before returning to his own room.

The old lady tidied up the room very cleanly, and the beds were all replaced with new ones.

Zhou Xi was lying on one side, covered with a quilt, with her eyes closed, as if she had fallen asleep.

Yu Jinghai lived in this house since he was a child, and the place is just that big. It is quite spacious for one person, but it would be a bit crowded for two people to squeeze in. Fortunately, the bed is wide enough, and it is not easy to sleep together.

Yu Jinghai lifted the quilt with his hands and feet lightly, and stretched a large distance in a regular manner, and lay down on the other side.

The hangover soup has worked, and now my head is no longer dizzy, but the leftover alcohol still makes me sleepy.

He quickly closed his eyelids and was about to fall asleep.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound behind him, Zhou Xi moved in from the side of the bed, then stretched out his arm and wrapped it around his waist.

The author says:

Xiao Zhou hugged Lao Yu and immediately coaxed him to win.trust me