Chapter 260 The Pseudo-Student's Black Moonlight Goddess 10
The next morning, Zhuang Yan woke up and came out of the room. Zhuang Jiangwei just stood up from the ground. Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he asked in confusion, "Xiao Yan, why did I end up sleeping at the door last night?"
Zhuang Yan didn't reveal the truth, but said expressionlessly: "You fell and fell asleep there."
Zhuang Jiangwei looked at the bandage on Zhuang Yan's forehead and was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and asked cautiously, "Xiao Yan, did Daddy beat you again last night?"
Zhuang Yan nodded and said "hmm".
Zhuang Jiangwei squatted on the ground, holding his head in pain, tears in his eyes. "Xiaoyan, Daddy is sorry for you, but Daddy didn't mean it. If you want to blame someone, blame your cruel mother."
Zhuang Yan didn't say anything, but just walked quietly to the refrigerator, picked up a bottle of yogurt, and drank it silently. The cold liquid seemed to be trying to calm the waves in his heart.
About two minutes later, Zhuang Jiangwei stood up and walked to Zhuang Yan with a flattering smile on his face: "The money you gave Dad last time has been spent again. Can you give Dad some more money?"
Zhuang Yan looked at Zhuang Jiangwei in silence, his eyes filled with complex emotions. After a long moment, he returned to his room, pulled out two hundred yuan from his drawer, and handed it to Zhuang Jiangwei.
Zhuang Jiangwei had been watching Zhuang Yan's movements, and after receiving the money, he was instantly overjoyed. He also assured Zhuang Yan, "Don't worry, Dad will definitely not buy alcohol this time."
But a sarcastic smile appeared on Zhuang Yan's lips, because he had heard such a promise no less than a hundred times.
Watching Zhuang Jiangwei leave with the money, Zhuang Yan clenched the yogurt in his hand, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes. If you died, would he not suffer so much?
Zhuang Yan began to think about this problem seriously. There are many ways to kill a person, such as alcohol poisoning, gas poisoning...
Xia Qinghong was concerned about Zhuang Yan's injury, so she went to the market early in the morning and bought a pig's trotter, intending to make some soup to nourish him.
After the meal was ready, he instructed Qiao Qihao who was sitting on the sofa, "Qihao, go and call your brother Zhuang Yan to come down for dinner."
Qiao Qihao immediately jumped off the sofa, ran up to the fifth floor in his slippers, and ran down like a gust of wind, "Mom, Zhuang Yan said he won't come down, so let's eat first."
Xia Qinghong sighed. She picked up a bowl, filled it with pig's trotter soup, and placed a plate of braised spareribs. She instructed Qiao Qihao, "Then take this to him!"
As soon as Qiao Qihao picked up the pig's trotter soup, he couldn't help but shout, "Hot, hot, hot!"
Shen Xinran, who was still standing by, rolled her eyes and took the pig's trotter soup steadily with a rag. After Qiao Qihao released his hand, he immediately covered his ears and muttered, "It's really hot."
"You take the ribs, I'll get the soup." After Shen Xinran finished speaking, he opened the door of his house with his foot and walked up to the fifth floor step by step.
The door of the Zhuang family was ajar. After Shen Xinran pushed the door open, he saw Zhuang Yan cooking alone in the kitchen, while Zhuang Jiangwei was lying on the sofa, crossing his legs and watching TV.
Shen Xinran cursed in his heart: Zhuang Jiangwei is really a piece of shit, actually letting a patient cook.
But Shen Xinran didn't show any emotion on her face. She walked straight into the kitchen and said with a smile, "My mom asked us to bring you pig's trotter soup and braised pork ribs. You don't have to cook."
After Shen Xinran finished speaking, he turned around and pretended to have just seen Zhuang Jiangwei, and said in surprise: "Oh, Uncle Zhuang is at home, I thought you were not at home, so I only brought up Zhuang Yan's dishes."
Zhuang Jiangwei could only smile awkwardly, "It's okay, I'm not hungry now."
Shen Xinran smiled and urged Zhuang Yan: "In that case, Zhuang Yan, don't bother cooking anymore, just eat it while it's hot!"
After she finished speaking, she pulled Zhuang Yan from the kitchen to the dining table without caring whether he agreed or not. She sat aside, holding her chin with both hands, staring at Zhuang Yan intently. "Eat faster, my mother is waiting for us to take the bowl back."
This made Qiao Qihao, who was still in the back, scratch his head. Did his mother say that? But since Shen Xinran said so, she must have her reasons. So, Qiao Qihao also sat down.
Shen Xinran's gaze brought a beautiful blush to Zhuang Yan's face. After coughing, he began to eat in small bites.
Shen Xinran stopped urging and just watched quietly.
The aroma of food filled the living room. Zhuang Jiangwei couldn't help swallowing, and his stomach began to protest.
He could only stand up and hide his embarrassment with a smile, "Then you two can play slowly. Uncle will go back to the room first."
Shen Xinran watched Zhuang Jiangwei enter the room. The moment the door closed, she stood up and instructed Zhuang Yan, "When you're done eating, bring the bowl down yourself."
Zhuang Yan nodded and said "hmm".
Only then did Shen Xinran take Qiao Qihao away.
As night falls, the sky is like a piece of deep velvet, dotted with stars, quiet and peaceful.
However, the tranquility was broken by a sudden cloud of smoke, which drifted in from the window with a pungent smell.
Xia Qinghong was choked by the sudden smell of smoke and started coughing. She sat up suddenly and walked to the window to look out. She saw that the night sky above her was illuminated red by the fire.
She turned and rushed to Qiao Hong, shaking his shoulders and shouting anxiously: "Old Qiao, wake up quickly, there is a fire!"
Qiao Hong was originally immersed in a dream, but the word "fire" was like a heavy hammer, waking him up instantly and making him sit up from the bed.
Xia Qinghong covered her mouth and nose with her hands and ordered in an orderly manner: "You go wake up Qi Hao, I'll go call Zi Xiao."
After she finished speaking, she walked towards Shen Xinran's room and easily opened the door. She shook Shen Xinran's body and shouted, "Zi Xiao, wake up quickly, there's a fire."
Shen Xinran drowsily opened her eyes, only to be greeted by a pungent cloud of smoke that choked her and made her cough several times. After realizing the fire, she immediately dressed and got out of bed.
But Qiao Qihao locked the door before going to bed and opened the window wide to enjoy the cool air. This caused Qiao Hong to knock on Qiao Qihao's door anxiously, but there was no response from inside.
Shen Xinran walked out of her room and kicked Qiao Qihao's door. The door opened, and smoke billowed out. Qiao Qihao had already passed out from inhaling too much smoke.
Qiao Hong rushed in without hesitation and quickly carried Qiao Qihao on his back. Xia Qinghong went to the kitchen, wet a towel with water, and gave one to each person to cover their mouths and noses.
The family of four supported each other as they went downstairs.
With them were the neighbors of the building. When everyone got downstairs, they gathered together and talked in a buzzing voice.
"Somewhere's the fire?"
"It seems to be the old Wu family on the fifth floor..."
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