Chapter 6 Chapter 6 The third brother stood up for Mo Bao.
In a junior high school campus, several boys are running hard on the basketball court, sweating profusely.
After a boy grabbed the ball, he shouted, "Brother Ye, catch the ball!"
Then he threw the ball over.
Qin Ye received the ball, then jumped and shot...
Easily scored three points!
There was a frenzy of excitement on and off the field.
Especially the girls who were cheering for Qin Ye on the sidelines, their voices were now hoarse.
After a basketball game, Qin Ye came to the side of the court, unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, tilted his head back and drank it, his Adam's apple rolling up and down as he drank the water.
He drank a bottle of water in one breath and threw it into the trash can a few meters away.
A boy walked over and said, "Brother Ye, let's go to our usual place to surf the Internet tonight? I haven't had enough of the game we played last time."
Qin Ye lifted the hem of his short-sleeved shirt to wipe the sweat off his face, revealing his muscular abdomen. Another scream echoed from the side.
After wiping the sweat off his face, he said to the boy, "No."
"Ah? Not going again? Brother Ye, your whereabouts have been a bit mysterious lately!"
Qin Ye picked up his school uniform jacket and stuffed it into his schoolbag, while casually responding, "Mysterious ass, I'm going home."
The younger brother grinned and said, "Didn't you hate going home before? You said you were annoyed every time you went home. Why do you love going home so much now?"
Qin Ye paused, then said, "What do you care about me?"
Another little brother came over and said, "Brother Ye, why do you always go home? I hate going home the most. As soon as I get home, my brothers and sisters start making noises. I don't understand why they make such loud noises, like sirens."
The younger brother changed the subject; "By the way, Brother Ye, you have a little brother at home, right? Is he troublesome?"
Qin Ye thought for a moment and said, "That's annoying too."
He hated creatures like children the most.
But I haven't seen you for a few days, so I still want to go home and visit you.
After Qin Ye stuffed his school uniform into his schoolbag, he zipped it up and was about to leave after slinging it over his shoulder.
The younger brothers wailed, "Brother Ye, why are you leaving like that? We won't have any fun if you leave."
Qin Ye waved his hand: "You guys can go out and have fun, it will all be charged to my account."
The younger brothers cheered; "Thank you, Brother Ye!!"
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When Qin Ye returned home this time, Chen Ruolan was no longer surprised.
Qin Ye himself was too lazy to explain anything, and just asked: "Where is Mo Bao?"
Chen Ruolan replied: "Playing in the garden."
Qin Ye didn't say anything, but dropped his schoolbag and went out, apparently going to the garden.
Chen Ruolan looked at his back as he left and smiled.
The housekeeper also stepped forward and said, "It seems that the relationship between the Third Young Master and the Young Master is getting better and better."
Chen Ruolan: "I hope so."
In the garden.
Spring is the season when various flowers bloom.
The garden in the manor is very large. It is more like a landscape than a garden.
There are rockery, pavilions, streams, and flowers here...
At this moment, Qin Moran was catching a butterfly.
The butterfly first danced among the flowers and finally landed on a pink flower.
Qin Moran walked over with light steps, afraid of scaring away the butterfly.
The little Pomeranian also followed its owner, moving forward quietly.
When Qin Ye walked over, he saw his brother catching butterflies.
The servant next to him called out, "Third Young Master..."
Qin Ye raised his hand and signaled him to be quiet.
What if I scare away the butterflies over there?
The servant really shut up and left quietly.
Qin Ye stood in the distance, his hands in his trouser pockets, looking at his brother leisurely.
It's warmer today.
Qin Moran was wearing a white sweatshirt, overalls, and a pair of small white sneakers.
The little guy looks much more energetic than before in this outfit.
By now he had already walked up to the butterfly and reached out to catch it.
Unfortunately, the butterfly noticed the movement first and flew away with its wings flapping.
"oops--"
There was regret in Qin Moran's tone.
The little Pomeranian jumped and skipped to help its owner chase butterflies.
But its legs are too short and its fur is too fluffy, like a little white ball of fur rolling forward.
Qin Ye found it amusing and asked, "How many butterflies did you catch?"
After hearing the voice, Qin Moran turned around and called out, "Third Brother."
His third brother is back, it seems it's Friday again.
Qin Ye walked over with his hands in his pockets: "Are you just going to keep catching butterflies? Do you want to try something else?"
Qin Moran thought about it, then nodded: "Okay."
Anyway, the things his third brother always takes him to play are quite interesting.
Unfortunately, Qin Moran miscalculated this time.
Because his third brother took him to a trampoline place outside.
This trampoline is built on a high platform and is specially provided for children to play.
Qin Ye put Qin Moran on the trampoline and stood on the side of the platform to watch.
This was Qin Moran's first time playing on a trampoline. He didn't expect it to feel so strange, like it had springs, bouncing back and forth.
He hadn't taken two steps when he fell down with a "bang" like a sticky rice ball.
Qin Moran fell and was stunned.
It doesn't hurt, it's just extremely confusing.
Qin Ye stood aside and raised his eyebrows: "Why are you lying there? Get up and continue playing."
Qin Moran stood up obediently, but after taking a shaky step, he fell down again.
Qin Ye smiled mercilessly.
It sounds a bit like a mockery.
Qin Moran: "..."
QAQ!
Qin Moran tried several times and finally found how to play on the trampoline.
He found it very novel and happily jumped on the trampoline several times, each time jumping high up before falling down.
As a result, his third brother acted mischievously again. Seeing that he was having fun, he slapped him on the trampoline.
The trampoline shook and Qin Moran fell down again.
Qin Ye laughed beside him, as if he had discovered something particularly funny.
Qin Moran: "..."
He climbed up again with a whoosh.
As a result, Qin Ye did the same thing and knocked him down again.
Qin Moran: "..."
His third brother is so abominable!!
This time, Qin Moran simply lay on the trampoline and refused to get up.
Qin Ye urged him: "Hurry up and continue playing."
Qin Moran didn't move, repeating to himself that he couldn't hear, couldn't hear.
Qin Ye raised his eyebrows: "Hurry up and keep jumping."
Qin Moran muttered to himself, "I don't want to listen, it's just a turtle chanting scriptures."
Qin Ye saw that he couldn't get his brother to do anything, so he compromised: "Okay, you get up, I won't take pictures this time."
Qin Moran raised his delicate little face from the trampoline and asked, "Really?"
Qin Ye affirmed: "Really."
Qin Moran decided to trust his third brother one last time.
The result of trust was that he was once again defeated by his third brother.
Qin Moran: “!!!!”
This is intolerable! !
He is really angry this time!!!
An angry Mobao is like a little dolphin, puffed up and difficult to coax.
Qin Ye tried his best but failed to make his brother laugh.
Qin Ye was also shocked. How could a child who usually looked so well behaved actually have such a bad temper?
In the end, Qin Ye was helpless and felt a little naughty for the first time.
He began to coax Mo Bao: "Tell me, what do you want in exchange for forgiving Third Brother?"
Qin Moran sat on a small stool beside the trampoline, puffed up his cheeks and said nothing.
Qin Ye poked his round cheek and said, "Speak, little pufferfish."
It seems that one of his brother's characteristics is that he holds grudges.
Qin Moran ignored his third brother until a vendor holding small balloons passed by.
Qin Moran could ignore his third brother, but he couldn't ignore those cute little balloons.
Especially one of the small balloons is a pink pig, so cute.
Qin Moran was attracted almost instantly, and his eyes followed the balloon.
Qin Ye instantly saw through his brother's thoughts and coaxed him, "Do you want to buy balloons? Just tell me and I'll buy them for you."
Qin Moran puffed up his cheeks and said nothing, but his eyes kept following the balloon.
Qin Ye coaxed Qin Moran several times, but Qin Moran didn't do what he wanted.
Seeing the balloon seller was about to walk away, Qin Ye gave up first and said to Qin Moran, "Forget it. Even if you don't say anything, I'll buy it for you. Let's go."
Qin Moran finally felt a little happier. He jumped off the stool and chased the balloon in front of him, calling out in a baby voice, "Wait a minute!"
When the vendor heard this, he stopped immediately.
Qin Moran chased after him.
Qin Ye followed closely behind.
The vendor looked at the child running closer and said with a smile, "Little boy, which one do you want?"
Qin Moran pointed at the pink piglet: "That one."
"OK."
The vendor took down the pink pig balloon and handed it to Qin Moran.
Qin Moran was holding a piggy balloon and smiling with his eyes curved.
Qin Ye also followed, and couldn't help but want to tease his brother again: "Okay, you and Xiaozhu are quite a match, two little pigs."
Qin Moran heard that Qin Ye was teasing him, but he didn't answer him and just played with the balloon nearby.
Qin Ye started to pay the bill.
Here, Qin Moran just played with the balloon for a while.
A fat little boy came over and pointed at his balloon and said, "I want this one."
Qin Moran stepped back with the balloon, wondering why the little boy was so rude.
The fat kid continued, "I want this!"
Qin Moran didn't give it to him.
The fat kid couldn't get the balloon, so he started to snatch it away.
Not only did Qin Moran have his balloon snatched away, he was also pushed on the butt.
Qin Ye had just finished paying the bill and came over when he saw this scene. His face instantly turned black: "Oh my god! Whose child is this!!"
At this time, a fat woman with a black bag came over and asked: "Who are you scolding?"
Qin Ye picked up Qin Moran and said angrily, "I'm scolding your child. Do you have any manners?!"
The fat woman cursed, "You're so uneducated! It's just a broken balloon. Why are you so angry?"
Qin Ye's face was also very bad: "Is this about the balloon? Your child pushed my brother down!!"
The fat woman insisted, "So what if he fell? Why are you scolding my baby?"
As a school bully, could Qin Ye be afraid of an unreasonable woman?
His face was grim: "What's wrong with falling? What if your son falls too?"
The fat woman said unreasonably: "My son is so precious, of course he can't be dropped!!"
Qin Ye: "Then my brother can fall?"
The fat woman began to make excuses: "Who knows if he just lost his balance!"
Qin Ye was completely irritated. "Okay, then let's see if your son can stand steadily!"
The fat woman glared: "How dare you?!"
"What am I afraid of?"
Qin Ye stretched out his hand and pushed the fat boy down.
The fat boy fell on his butt and screamed like a pig being slaughtered. The balloon he had snatched was also dropped.
The fat woman didn't expect Qin Ye to be so bad. She was so angry that the flesh on her face was shaking. She pointed at Qin Ye and said, "You, you wait, I'll call his father over right away!!"
Qin Ye rolled up his sleeves and said viciously, "Fighting, huh? Fine, call a few more people over! Let's see who's lying on the ground today!!"
Qin Ye is very scary when he gets angry, and the aura of a school bully who has been fighting for years is instantly revealed.
The fat woman was frightened and took out her cell phone but didn't dare to dial.
She hesitated for a moment, then helped her son up and walked away, cursing as she went: "You fucking lunatic, I won't bother with you today, but if we meet again next time, just wait and see!!"
Qin Ye successfully scared away the strange mother and son, and the anger in his heart was relieved a little.
He quickly squatted down to check on Qin Moran. "How's Qin Moran? Mo Bao, are you hurt?"
Qin Moran shook his head, but he was indeed scared just now.
Qin Ye looked at his brother's frightened expression and gritted his teeth. If he had known earlier, he would not have let the mother and son go so easily.
Qin Ye was filled with anger, but worried about scaring Mo Bao again, he could only hold it in. He patted the dust off Mo Bao's body and picked him up. "Mo Bao, do you want a balloon?"
Qin Moran pointed at the one on the ground.
The fat boy just dropped it and didn't pick it up.
Qin Ye touched his face and said, "Be good, that one has been stained. Let's change it."
Qin Moran insisted, "It's okay."
That was bought for him by his third brother and couldn't be left on the dirty ground.
Qin Ye couldn't persuade him, so he could only pick up the pig balloon on the ground and hand it to him: "Next time you encounter this kind of situation, you will fight back, understand?"
Qin Moran was stunned by his third brother's teaching method and said blankly, "Hitting people is not good."
Qin Ye tutted his words and said, "Then you're just going to stand there and let people bully you?"
Qin Moran pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.
Qin Ye looked at his aggrieved little face and surrendered instantly: "Alright, alright, next time someone bullies you, just tell Third Brother and I'll help you beat him back, got it?"
He was really afraid that his well-behaved brother would be bullied at school.
Qin Moran heard this and said, "We can't fight."
Qin Ye pinched his little face and said, "Okay, you're the best, okay."
Qin Moran held the small balloon and said nothing.
Fighting is not good in the first place.
Qin Ye held Qin Moran and walked a few steps, still worried: "You have to promise Third Brother that next time someone bullies you, you must tell Third Brother, okay?"
Qin Moran saw that this matter was impossible to resolve and could only nod his head.
Qin Ye finally felt relieved and went home with his brother in his arms.
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The other side.
Li Xingde went home humming a little tune from the warehouse.
This time, he also took a bag of salt and a bag of MSG.
In his opinion, the owner of their warehouse is so rich, so what's wrong with him helping these poor people?
Li Xingde hummed a tune all the way back to the building.
The buildings in their area are very low, mostly two or three stories high.
His house is two-story.
It was agreed that this area would be demolished, but it has been said year after year and it still hasn't been demolished. It's really bad luck.
When Li Xingde was about to get home, he smelled the fragrance from his neighbor's house.
He turned and went to his neighbor's house: "Auntie, what are you doing?"
Aunt Liu stirred the food skillfully with her chopsticks while saying, "I'm making the cold-mixed rabbit."
Li Xingde's face, always looking for a small advantage, reappeared as he smiled and said, "My little Chi loves eating cold-mixed rabbit cubes the most. His aunt, can you give me some for the sake of the child? I can take it home for him to eat."
Aunt Liu glanced at him and asked, "Does Xiao Chi like it, or do you like it?"
Li Xingde tutted his words. "Look, what are you talking about? Why would an adult like me ask you for food? It's just to bring some back for the kids."
Aunt Liu clearly didn't believe it, but she still generously gave Li Xingde a bowl and said, "Take it back and give some to Xiao Chi."
Li Xingde received a bowl of cold-mixed rabbit cubes and said with a broad smile, "Don't worry, don't worry!"
Li Xingde happily took the cold-mixed rabbit cubes home.
Then when he got back, he divided the cold-boiled diced beans into two portions, keeping the larger portion for himself and the smaller portion for Li Chi.
Li Chi looked at the small bowl of diced rabbit without saying a word.
Li Xingde looked at him for a while, then put two more pieces into his bowl: "Okay, kid, don't eat so much."
Li Xingde took his bowl of diced rabbit and sat down happily on the sofa, then took out a bottle of wine and prepared to drink it with the diced rabbit.
As a result, at this moment, he accidentally saw a coat that Li Chi had hung up after washing.
It was obvious that the coat was not cheap, and it was something only children from wealthy families could afford.
Li Xingde asked in confusion: "Where did that come from?"
Li Chi, who had not reacted at first, stood up instantly and stared at him vigilantly.
Li Xingde was puzzled: "What are you doing? How can I wear your clothes? No, where did you get such nice clothes? Did you steal them?"
Li Chi didn't say anything.
Li Xingde unscrewed the bottle and said, "I'm warning you, don't steal clothes from the mall. If you do, I'll have to pay you back, and where do I get the money?"
The point of his words was not that you cannot steal clothes, but that he had no money to redeem the person.
Li Chi still didn't speak.
Li Xingde said angrily, "I gave birth to a mute son."
As he said that, he took a sip of wine, then picked up a piece of rabbit and started eating.
Li Chi ignored him and just waited for the clothes on the balcony to dry before taking them down, folding them neatly, and putting them together with the umbrella.
Li Xingde was watching TV and didn't take his actions seriously when he saw it.
But after a while, he frowned and asked Li Chi: "What happened to your foot? You're limping."
Li Chi sat silently by the windowsill and picked up a book to read.
Li Xingde said unhappily, "I'm asking you a question!"
Li Chi still didn't answer.
His foot has been injured for several days.
Li Xingde said unhappily, "It's okay if you don't tell me, so I don't have to pay for your medical expenses."
He started watching TV again.
But after watching for a few minutes, he turned off the TV with the remote control, then walked over, picked up Li Chi and walked out.
Li Chi struggled hard in his arms.
Li Xingde slapped him and said, "Don't move! I'll take you to the infirmary! If your foot is left disabled, do you still need me to take care of you?"
Li Xingde's fatherly love is of the type that appears and disappears sometimes.
Li Chi struggled all the way, but was eventually taken to the infirmary for treatment.
Fortunately, his feet will not be left disabled.
It's a blessing.
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