Liu Xiazhi who was sitting on the sofa suddenly called out, then jumped down from the sofa and trotted to the door to greet Liu Zhiyue who had just opened the door.
Liu Zhiyue was obviously a little surprised when he saw his sister as soon as he opened the door.
Although this girl always likes to stick to herself, she has not reached the point where she opens the door to go home and just stands at the door to greet her.
He took out the key, put it in his pocket, and entered the door with some confusion. After locking the door, he took the indoor slippers from the shoe rack and put on them.
Asked.
"Why did you go out of your way to greet me today?"
Upon hearing his brother's question, Liu Xiazhi turned around and glanced at An Yuanyao sitting on the sofa, then put her hand to her mouth and spoke in a low voice.
"Aunt An is injured!"
"Ah? What's going on?"
Liu Zhiyue was a little stunned by her sister's answer. After putting the shoes he had taken off, he looked at An Yuanyao who was sitting on the sofa.
And the opponent's left foot.
He quickly walked forward and stood beside An Yuanyao. After thinking for a moment, he asked.
"How could it be hurt?"
Hearing Liu Zhiyue's question, An Yuanyao smiled sheepishly. She found it a little difficult to say anything because cleaning could twist her feet.
"I just accidentally sprained my foot... Your father has already taken me to the hospital for a checkup. It's nothing serious."
"That's good."
"By the way...are you hungry? Your dad left some food for you."
"It's okay, where's my dad?"
"Taking a shower..."
After An Yuanyao said this, Liu Xiazhi on the side reached out and grabbed his brother's wrist and pulled him, attracting Liu Zhiyue's attention.
Both of them looked at Liu Xiazhi with some confusion.
Seeing a smile on her face, Liu Xiazhi said to An Yuanyao.
"Auntie, please watch some TV. I'll ask my brother about his studies!"
"Um."
After receiving the response, Liu Xiazhi quickly dragged Liu Zhiyue and walked towards her room.
With his mind full of doubts, Liu Zhiyue didn't quite understand his sister's unusual behavior today.
I always feel like...the other person wants to tell me something.
After taking her brother to her room, Liu Xiazhi secretly leaned by the door and took a look at the situation in the living room, and then carefully closed the door.
Turning on the light in the room, he ran past Liu Zhiyue and ran towards his bed. After lifting the sheets on the bed, he took out something from it.
Liu Zhiyue stood confused for a while, then walked forward.
"what are you doing?"
"Brother, help me blow up a balloon!"
"What? Blowing up a balloon?"
"Um!"
Nodding his head heavily, Liu Xiazhi took out the things hidden on the bed and stood in front of Liu Zhiyue.
The square packages are connected together in a long way.
Liu Xiazhi skillfully tore off a piece, then tore open the square package and took out a round transparent balloon.
Oily.
After holding it in his hand for a few times, Liu Xiazhi stretched out his hand and handed the balloon in his hand to Liu Zhiyue.
"Blow me one, but I can't. I've tried so many times!"
"Why is this balloon still packed?"
Liu Zhiyue had never seen such a strange-looking balloon before, and he reached out with some confusion to take what his sister handed over.
It feels a little greasy when I first put it on.
It's like...it's been soaked in salad oil.
"Brother, blow it quickly!"
Before Liu Zhiyue could take a closer look, he heard his sister's urging. Without saying anything, Liu Zhiyue responded and quickly put it to his mouth and started blowing.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't blow up the balloon completely.
And...the appearance of this balloon is really strange.
After trying for a while, Liu Zhiyue decided to give up. He realized that the balloon could not be blown up no matter what.
Because... there is air leakage.
"Did you break the balloon? Why does it keep leaking?"
"Is it broken?"
Liu Xiazhi was obviously taken aback when he heard his brother's words. After he came to his senses, he held his head high and thought for a while.
She did stab this thing with something...
At that time, she had not torn open the package and did not know that it contained balloons.
I suddenly became frustrated.
"I thought it was because I was too weak to blow it up...it turned out that the balloon was broken..."
"Where did you get this?"
Liu Zhiyue threw the balloon in his hand into the trash can, and then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He always felt that the smell of the balloon was a bit strange.
"In dad's room..."
"What?"
"After I came back from school, I went to my dad's house to find a pen to write my homework, and I found it in the drawer."
"Then why don't you put it back quickly? If dad knows that you rummaged through things casually, he will definitely educate you."
"is that so!"
After thinking about it carefully, Liu Xiazhi seemed to realize that Liu Changqing had indeed caught him and criticized him for this kind of casual browsing.
After realizing that she had done something wrong, Liu Xiazhi's face changed.
He quickly turned around and picked up the remaining balloons, looking nervously at his brother standing in front of him.
"Then...brother promises me not to tell dad about this matter!"
"I won't say..."
"you swear!"
"Okay, okay, okay."
Seeing his sister's nervous expression, Liu Zhiyue sighed helplessly, then raised his hands and said something pretentious.
After hearing her brother's oath, Liu Xiazhi seemed to be relieved, ran towards the door, opened the door and walked out cautiously.
Liu Zhiyue also left the room.
After closing the door to his sister's room, he felt that the hand holding the balloon was a little greasy, so he thought about going to the bathroom to wash his hands.
I watched my sister secretly open the door to my father's room, and then quietly walked out after a while.
Liu Zhiyue turned back and glanced at An Yuanyao sitting on the sofa.
The other party didn't notice this.
The bathroom door was opened. As soon as Liu Changqing went out, he saw his son standing at the door. He was startled and subconsciously took a step back.
"What are you doing standing in front of the toilet?"
"handwashing."
"Then go quickly. I'll heat up some food for you and eat some later."
"Um."
After a brief communication with his son, Liu Changqing walked out of the bathroom, and his son went in to wash his hands.
Just as he was about to leave, Liu Changqing finally heard his son calling him to stop him.
"By the way, Dad, are you busy at our school sports meeting next week?"
"Sports meeting? Did you participate?"
"Well, I participated in three events."
After hearing his son's answer, Liu Changqing thought for a moment, then realized that An Yuanyao had twisted his foot today, and thought for a moment.
"I won't go. Your Aunt An sprained her foot and it's inconvenient to go out..."
"All right."
The conversation between father and son was not quiet, at least An Yuanyao, who was sitting on the sofa, could hear it clearly.
After hearing Liu Changqing's rejection, his heart suddenly felt sweet, and his eyes looking at the TV also smiled like crescent moons.
He spoke.
"Go ahead. The sports meeting is only once a year. It would be a pity not to go. It doesn't matter. I can be at home by myself."
"How about that? What do you do at home?"
Liu Changqing refuted An Yuanyao's words, walked forward, came to the sofa and sat down.
An Yuanyao glanced at the location of the bathroom and Liu Xiazhi, who had just come out of Liu Changqing's room and sneakily ran back to his room.
Smiling, he responded in a low voice.
"Although my child doesn't say it, I still hope you will go..."
"But you are at home alone..."
"It's not like I can't move. I still have one leg. Besides, I'm not a child anymore, so that's no problem."
Looking at Liu Changqing's worried eyes, An Yuanyao smiled and leaned towards him.
She snuggled into his arms and whispered softly.
"Don't let your children down..."
bathroom.
Liu Zhiyue came out after washing his hands and casually glanced at the two people cuddling on the sofa.
After looking at it for a while, he sighed and walked towards the kitchen.
Although he really didn't want to say this, Liu Zhiyue knew very well that this was the fact.