Don’t Pretend to be Poor with Me

Chapter 31: Porridge

If Xia Zhiye still thought that Song Yan liked him, maybe Shen Jiayan thought too much, but this sneaker incident was basically implemented.

Otherwise, Song Yan would have no reason to suddenly give herself a pair of basketball shoes after knowing that she is very good at basketball.

It makes no sense to hide the fact of delivering shoes.

It’s even more unreasonable. When I asked about it, I said it was given by someone who had a crush on me.

No wonder she’s upset.

If she gave Song Yan a gift, but Song Yan threw it at the Lost and Found without looking at it, she would definitely be unhappy, not to mention Song Yan was a big unbearable Young master temperament.

Fortunately, I discovered the mistake in time, and I still have time to remedy it.

Xia Zhiye thought and pushed open the door of the student union office.

The person in charge of the Lost and Found Office of the Student Office and Xia Zhiye are old acquaintances. When they saw Xia Zhiye come in, they couldn’t help teasing: “Our brother Ye has received something good to ask for. delivered to us?”

Xia Zhiye was in a good mood, so he didn’t care about him, walked to the shelf where the lost things were kept, and swept around: “Where are the shoes that Kong Xiaoxiao sent yesterday?”

“Here.” The person in charge took out a shopping bag from under the table, “What? Yours?”

“Hmm.”

The person in charge was speechless: “You still have yours delivered to me? Do you think I’m too busy sitting in this student union office all day long?”

Xia Zhiye was sloppy and righteous: “I didn’t know it was mine yesterday.”

The person in charge did not understand: “What do you mean?”

Xia Zhiye: “It doesn’t make any sense. Someone gave it to me, but I didn’t know it was him yesterday.”

“Then you know today?”

“Hmm.”

“So you just accept it?”

“Hmm.”

“Fuck, Master Xia, there’s a situation!”

The person in charge patted his thigh excitedly.

Since he has known Xia Zhiye for so long, this is the first time he sees Xia Zhiye accept such an ambiguous gift, dragging a chair, approaching Xia Zhiye, winking and gossip: “For my buddy Reveal which fairy picked your high-mountain flower, so I can go back to publicize it, and let all the girls in our class die of this heart.”

Xia Zhiye gave him a warning look: “Don’t bother me, I haven’t picked it yet.”

“You didn’t take it off and you received gifts from others?” The person in charge looked at the scumbag’s expression.

Xia Zhiye said loosely: “I didn’t take him off.”

“??” The person in charge turned into disbelief, “No, Master Xia, you can’t even take it off, what kind of fairy on earth is this?”

“…”

“Envy?”

“Envy.”

“Don’t be envious.”

“?”

“You can buy limited edition sneakers, but the fairy who gives you limited edition sneakers is hard to come by, so this is a fate destined for blessing, envy is not enviable, why not Condolences early, see you later.”

After saying that, Xia Zhiye slowly walked out of the office with the limited edition sneakers.

The remaining person in charge who was severely beaten: “…”

If it weren’t for him, Xia Zhiye wouldn’t even think about walking out of this door alive today.

·

Song Yan fell into a drowsy and drowsy sleep, her throat was tight, her mouth was so dry, she wanted to drink water, but she didn’t want to move, so she subconsciously shrank into the quilt, habitually He called out, “Xia Zhiye.”

However, I didn’t wait for the familiar “What’s wrong, Song Daxi” for a long time.

Song Yan frowned, raised her eyelids with difficulty, and when she saw the snow-white sheets, she remembered that she was in the infirmary.

Xia Zhiye is not here, so she has to pour the water herself.

Song Yan was suddenly a little irritable.

I stood up uncomfortably, and was about to get up when a glass of warm water was handed to him.

Song Yan raised her head and found that it was the school doctor, a trace of disappointment crossed her heart, took the cup, and said in a low voice, “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” The school doctor was a handsome young man. He withdrew his hand and put it in the pocket of his white coat.

Song Yan raised her eyes slightly, as if suspicious.

The school doctor smiled and raised his chin toward the window: “Well, that handsome guy, you hung the water here for two hours, and he was grinding my colleague outside for half an hour, If it continues to grind, it is estimated that my colleague will collapse.”

Song Yan followed his line of sight and turned her head to look over, and she saw Xia Zhiye leaning against the wall outside the window, laughing and talking lazily, and in front of him a male doctor with a handful of hair With an unbearable look on his face, he tried to run away.

Thinking of Xia Zhiye’s unusual path, Song Yan asked, “How did he grind it.”

“I didn’t grind it much. I just took a cup of hot water and stuck it on my forehead for two minutes, trying to pretend to have a fever and come in to accompany you to isolate.”

“And then what?”

“Then found out.”

“?”

“Posted for too long, the forehead thermometer swept away, 52.8 degrees Celsius, my colleague dialed 119 on the spot.”

“…”

Xia Zhiye is a big idiot.

The school doctor smiled: “So you want him in?”

Song Yan’s knuckles twitching while holding the cup.

The school doctor laughed again: “You are a common blood cross infection caused by low immunity, and the fever is caused by the increase of white blood cells and neutrophils in the body. It does not infect people. You’re almost back, you can let him pick you up.”

“…”

Song Yan thought about the princess hug that Xia Zhiye sent him today, and turned his face away coldly, “No need.”

School doctor: “Oh.”

Then turned to open the door: “Xia, come in, Song said he needs you.”

Song Yan: “?”

The school doctor turned back and smiled: “Little classmate, it’s not a good habit to be honest.”

Song Yan: “…”

Before he could refute, Xia Zhiye had already come to him, reached out and touched his head: “Why is it still a little hot?”

He instructed Xia Zhiye, his roommate, as a family member.

Xia Zhiye is also very family-conscious: “Is there anything else to pay attention to?”

“The rest is gone, that is, he is seriously underweight. Usually, remember to let him eat more and sleep more, otherwise his poor immunity will easily reproduce other diseases.”

“Okay, thank you doctor.”

“It’s okay, take your little roommate away, I’m going to get off work.” After finishing speaking, the school doctor walked into the back room and closed the door.

Xia Zhiye stretched out his hand to help Song Yan: “I’ll carry you back.”

“No, I can go by myself.” Song Yan was about to stand up, but out of the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of the bag in Xia Zhiye’s hand, frowned slightly, “Did you take it back?”

“Well, I went to the lost and found office to get it back.”

“Isn’t it saying that gifts from unknown sources are not accepted?”

Song Yan tilted her head slightly, raised her eyebrows and held a grudge.

Xia Zhiye looked at his small expression, raised his eyebrows and smiled and said, “I think you are right, maybe someone who has a crush on me gave it to me, so I can’t live up to their hearts.”

Then turn around on Christmas Eve to confess to others.

Oh, scumbag.

Song Yan pushed Xia Zhiye away, snatched his mobile phone from his hand coldly, and walked to the infirmary without looking back.

Xia Zhiye just thought he was embarrassed, and followed with a smile.

It seems that Song Yan secretly sending his sneakers for a while is better not to break it.

Otherwise, Song Yan, this little arrogant and thin-skinned, might be so embarrassed that she would ignore him for several days.

And he should have taken the initiative first.

Song Yan, a human fairy with a beautiful heart, a good heart, a thin waist, long legs and a fortune, should be proud and proud to wait to be liked.

·

Song Yan’s low-grade fever has not subsided, and she has to go to the hospital for an infusion tomorrow morning. Now is a sensitive period. For various reasons, Ruan Tian simply gave Song Yan a day and a half off.

After a few words, Ruan Tian felt that Song Yan, a poor little man who was wandering alone in a foreign country, without Xia Zhiye’s company, would die of illness tomorrow, burning his manuscripts and dying in depression. Xia Zhiye’s fake note was also approved.

When she realized something was wrong, Xia Zhiye swaggered back to Zaijiu Lane with Song Yan.

Song Yan was still wearing Xia Zhiye’s big coat, wrapped it around her body, and asked angrily, “Why did you bring me to your house.”

Xia Zhiye closed the zipper for him: “I told grandma about your illness, and grandma insisted that I bring you back and said she would make up for you.”

“You have nothing to tell her what to do.”

Song Yan raised her eyelids in dissatisfaction.

Xia Zhiye is righteous: “If you are sick, don’t you tell your parents to tell who?”

“…”

That’s your parent, not my parent. Anyway, I don’t have a parent.

Song Yan thought about it, pulled the zipper to the top, lowered her head and buried her chin, as if trying to avoid this problem.

Xia Zhiye looked at him like this, probably guessed what he was thinking, put his hand on his head, and rubbed lightly: “Grandma is very worried about you, and she started to give the news at noon. You’ve made a sick meal.”

Song Yan opened his hand: “I’m not hungry.”

“She’s old, how much do you eat.”

“…” Song Yan really had no appetite, “Just a little.”

“Well, just a hundred million points.”

Say 100 million points, just 100 million points.

When Grandma Liu saw Song Yan’s pale and pale face, she was so distressed that she tucked him into the bed, wrapped the quilt tightly, and put the rice on the small table for him, no matter what she said Impossible to let him down.

Song Yan looked at the pot of pork ribs and bamboo fungus soup in front of him, a large bowl of badly boiled sick porridge, and a rock candy Sydney, pursed her lips and said nothing.

Grandma Liu thought he was disgusted, and said hurriedly: “This sparerib is nourishing for you, and the bamboo fungus improves immunity. Not greasy. I added vegetables, mushrooms and diced ham in the porridge, and boiled it for two hours. It was very digestible. I heard Ono say your mouth is bitter, so I put more rock candy. It is very sweet. It must not be as good as your usual. Eat well at home, but look at how thin your child is, we won’t be picky eaters, let’s eat more, okay?”

Grandma Liu was anxious and worried.

Song Yan held the bowl and lowered her head: “No, it’s better than what I usually eat at home.”

“That’s good, that’s good, then eat more, do you hear? Look at your skinny child, only a handful of bones are left, and his face is white. Mom and dad look so distressed.” Grandma Liu was really distressed, she picked out a large piece of pork ribs and stuffed it into his bowl, “Eat more meat, don’t be picky eaters.”

Little Mahjong climbed onto the bed with her wooden bowl at some point, and sat opposite Song Yan: “That’s right, the kindergarten teacher said that children can’t be picky eaters, then you big friends can’t be picky eaters either. .”

As he spoke, he picked up the poached egg in his bowl and sent it tremblingly to Song Yan’s bowl: “Little Mahjong gave his favorite poached egg to the beautiful brother, the beautiful brother’s illness can be cured soon. .”

Song Yan looked down at the love-shaped poached egg in the bowl, and gave a faint “um”: “Yes.”

A very light sentence, I don’t seem to care much.

However, he never raised his head, as if he dared not look at anyone.

: “Okay, grandma, take the little mahjong to dinner first. Song Yan is shy, and he is prone to indigestion when you look at him.”

The kid looks rather shy.

Grandma Liu said worriedly, “Then you must stare at him to finish eating.”

“Okay, eat without a grain of rice.” Xia Zhiye nodded, “But what about my dinner?”

Grandma Liu pouted in disgust: “You have hands and feet, can’t you serve the noodles by yourself?”

“…I really have a new grandson and forget the old grandson.” Xia Zhiye sent Grandma Liu and Xiaomajong out angrily and hilariously, “You always walk slowly, just remember to leave some face for me. .”

Closed the door, sat back by the bed, looked at Song Yan, who was burying his head and eating slowly, smiled, and said in a low voice, “Why, brother Yan, are you moved?”

“What nonsense are you talking about.”

Song Yan answered without hesitation.

Xia Zhiye chuckled, okay, not moved.

Little Aojiao says what she says.

Ask again: “Does it taste okay?”

Song Yan did not speak, but nodded.

Xia Zhiye relieved: “It’s alright, I’ll ask grandma to make it according to this taste tomorrow.”

“No more.”

“What’s wrong?”

Song Yan lowered her head: “There is no need to let the old man spend money.”

Even if Song Yan is not diligent, he has seen what Grandma Liu usually eats at home with her little mahjong.

It’s nothing more than a simple meal.

Ingredients like spare ribs, bamboo fungus and ham are not expensive, but they are obviously beyond their usual consumption level.

When she thought of how Grandma Liu was usually reluctant to fry an extra poached egg for herself, Song Yan felt a little pantothenic acid in her heart.

Xia Zhiye never thought he would say this answer, after all, in his heart Song Yan has always been a young master who doesn’t eat human fireworks, but he didn’t expect that he was still thinking about these things.

Thinking about this, Song Yan seems to be more cute, and her smile is gentler: “Don’t worry, I gave the money to grandma, and I won’t let her spend it.”

Song Yan raised his head and frowned slightly: “Where did you get the money?”

Inquiring tone.

Xia Zhiye raised his eyebrows: “Do I look like I have no money?”

Song Yan: “…”

You don’t seem to have much money.

But I remembered yesterday that my study materials with a small audience could be sold for more than 1,000 yuan a night, then Xia Zhiye’s audience was bigger than him, and it was sold badly Marketing, discount sales, no matter how you can sell it for three or four thousand, there should be no shortage of money in your hands for the time being.

So he lowered his head again: “If you have money, save some money. It’s not easy for grandma to carry a little mahjong. I just saw a hole in her sweater’s shoulder. If you have money, you might as well give it to her. Buy a new dress.”

“…”

Xia Zhiye didn’t find out about it himself. He didn’t expect Song Yan to be a bad-tempered young master, but he was more careful than anyone else.

cute.

Xia Zhiye laughed softly: “Well, let’s go back and pick a dress for grandma together. But you have to eat well, anyway, your wild brother, I am versatile, not to mention making a fortune, I must be hungry I don’t care about you, so you can rest easy at home, grandma and little mahjong love you very much.”

Fuck your wild brother.

Who is with you?

Song Yan lowered her head and took a mouthful of porridge.

In fact, he doesn’t know if this is a good sick porridge.

Because this was the first time in his more than ten years of life that someone cooked a bowl of porridge for him.