Chapter 705 The Most Romantic Thing - Feng Qiuhuang (Part 2)
"What if?"
Chen Daran looked at Chen Fang with a thoughtful look on his face, "Do you have any other ideas?"
"..." Chen Fang scratched his head and did not answer for a while.
At his age, is it too early for the old man to talk to him about this?
He still doesn't know if he can go to college, and of course he doesn't know what it means to marry a wife after graduating from college. Naturally, he doesn't know why the old man asked him to give in to Yiyi again and again.
The only thing he can be sure of is that his old man favors girls over boys!
Well, as a child, he can't resist the tall old man in front of him, so just give in!
Anyway, he originally liked playing with Yiyi!
"Is there anyone in the village who is prettier than Yiyi?" Chen Daran raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Chen Fang.
Chen Fang thought for a moment and replied seriously: "No."
"That's enough!" Chen Daran snorted from his nose, "Could it be that you don't like playing with Yiyi?"
He looked at the way his old man looked at him, as if if he dared to say the word "no", the old man would kick him at any time.
He is not afraid of the old man. If he threatens him again, he will wait for his mother to come back and let her teach him a lesson!
The old man only dared to show off in front of him!
Forget it, what does he, a child, have to argue with an old man?
Chen Fang lowered his head, pretended to think seriously for a moment, then raised his head: "I like it."
"Then you look so unyielding, like a twisted melon, what are you doing with a grimace?" Chen Daran leaned back in his chair, "Stop thinking nonsense, remember to spend more time with Yiyi in the future.
Just play with her and let her go."
Chen Fang was startled.
Are you going to drive him away?
I didn’t even tell him, so how could I let him go?
"Are you still here to be used as a sandbag?" Chen Daran squinted his eyes and raised his feet.
"No," Chen Fang subconsciously ducked to the side, "Well, I still have a question."
"Say. After you finish speaking, hurry up and leave. Don't stay here and be an eyesore."
Chen Daran glanced at Chen Fang and lowered his gaze to the desk in front of him.
"Yiyi is ignoring me now. How can I get her to ignore me?" Chen Fang took the small certificate on the table and took two steps back. "I gave her the certificate just now, but she doesn't want it."
"Ha!" Chen Daran smacked his mouth and looked at Chen Fang, "My silly son, I finally understand. It turned out that I was worrying for nothing."
"Huh?" Chen Fang looked confused.
My old man would talk about him right and left, saying whatever he was talking about.
"Of course she won't want it. This is yours, not hers," Chen Daran sighed, "Can you be any more stupid?"
"Ah?" Chen Fang looked at the small certificate in his hand and swallowed back what he almost blurted out, "The teacher always praised him as the most handsome and smartest child in the class."
Forget it, let’s not say it, lest I get kicked by the old man again!
"I can't be stupid anymore, I have to do this," Chen Fang shook the small certificate in his hand, "Then why should I go find Yiyi? Otherwise, I will just play by myself in the future."
"I think you can only play by yourself in the future. It's too silly. Go ahead and play by yourself." Chen Daran waved to Chen Fang and turned away.
Chen Fang took the small certificate and slowly walked out the door, turning back three times. When he reached the door, he couldn't help but stop and looked at his old man.
Unfortunately, the old man did not look at him as he imagined, and had already buried his head in front of the desk.
Chen Fang paused, hesitated, and walked out with the small red certificate in his hand.
Sit in the yard and stare at the sky.
After looking at it for a while, I went back to the room, took out some pieces of paper and a pair of scissors, and sat down in the yard again.
Huh, if Yiyi ignores him, then he can just play by himself! He just picked up a piece of paper and cut it up!
Anyway, they are all paper-cutting. If Yiyi can play by herself, so can he.
When he cut the third piece of paper, he stopped, looked at a table of shredded papers, smashed his mouth, stood up, quietly walked to the door of the courtyard, carefully stuck his head out, and looked diagonally across.
past.
It's so boring, playing alone, so boring! What is Yiyi doing?
Ha! Yiyi was still as he had seen her at the beginning, still sitting at the small stone table, cutting paper and playing with it. She was laughing while cutting, but suddenly stopped.
Hey, couldn't you have discovered him?
Chen Fang hurriedly hid behind the open door, quietly closed the door halfway, and looked diagonally across the door along the crack in the door.
Huh? Did he see it wrong? Yiyi did not look at him, but picked up something on the table and started eating it, and then picked up the scissors and started playing with it.
Ha! She is actually eating!
He has nothing to eat!
Suddenly he remembered that when he was at school at noon, Yiyi excitedly told him that Aunt Wen had made delicious new cakes, and he could come to her house to eat them after school in the afternoon.
Is Yiyi eating that new cake?
Chen Fang couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and looked diagonally across the door again.
So hungry!
No, he won't go, he has the backbone!
He turned and walked towards the yard, walked into the kitchen, looked around, found half a piece of cold steamed bun from the cabinet, and took a bite.
Pooh!
He vomited it out again instantly.
I actually bit into the alkali, it was so bitter!
What kind of steamed buns does this old man make?
Chen Fang threw the buns into the cabinet, walked out, glanced at the main room, and then at the courtyard door.
An idea came to me instantly.
I quickly ran to the room, took the pen and paper on the desk and started scribbling.
After a lot of effort, I finally finished it. I smiled proudly, threw down my pen, picked up the red paper that was full of paint, and rushed out the door, bumping into my old man.
"What are you doing, so careless and panicked?" Chen Daran lifted Chen Fang aside with a big hand.
Chen Fang remained silent and subconsciously hid the paper behind his back, trying to bypass it.
"Stop, what are you holding in your hand?" Chen Daran grabbed Chen Fang, "Take it out and show me. What are you holding?"
"It's nothing." Chen Fang dodged back, "Let go."
"Show me, what did you get?" Chen Daran glanced at the red paper behind Chen Fang, and then at the small table in the yard, "Are you playing paper-cutting?"
"..." Chen Fang turned his head and glanced at the small table where he had just sat, and immediately nodded, "Well, can you let go?"
"Oh." Chen Daran nodded and let go, "Okay, go and play by yourself."
Chen Fang happily ran towards the courtyard door. After running a few steps, he turned back and glanced at his old man, stuck out his tongue, and ran out towards the courtyard door.
"You brat, didn't you say you were playing paper-cutting? Where are you going?"
Chen Daran shouted toward the door, looked at the small table, and couldn't help but laugh.
Damn it, this brat suddenly had an epiphany?
"I won't tell you!"
Chen Fang ran out of the courtyard gate without looking back and disappeared in front of his own courtyard gate.