Eat a chicken [e-sports]

Chapter 5

The supermarket on Monday was deserted, and there were only two or three people wandering around in the huge area. Qufu stopped in front of the freezer and picked up a bottle of yogurt to see the production date on it.

The supermarket radio broadcasts today’s specials in standard Mandarin. The sound of wheels from far to near makes a rapid scratching sound on the ground, and the sound of iron chains slapping on the car body becomes louder and louder. When Qufu subconsciously wants to turn around, his legs The floor was hit hard, and the body lost its center of gravity and leaned forward. It was only in time to support the shelf with one hand before standing still.

There was a stabbing pain in his leg, Qu Fu turned his head and found that there was a shopping cart sticking behind him. The person pushing the cart was a seven or eight-year-old boy. Seeing that he bumped into someone, the child dodged his eyes, and instead of apologizing, he complained. Said, "You're blocking my way."

Qu Fu was taken aback for a moment, looked down at him, and said nothing.

Seeing that Qufu didn't respond, the child was not in a hurry to leave. He stared at the top of the shelf and said, "I want that, you get it for me."

Qu Fu looked at the other party again. He was cleanly dressed and articulate. He looked like a normal child, why didn't he have a brain?

"Hurry up and take it." The child began to push the cart and tried to catch him again.

Qu Fu put one hand on the car, cursing unceremoniously: "Are you sick?"

He challenged his limits again and again.

"Your mother, you are the only one who is sick." The child spoke in a childish voice, but the words that came out were full of dirty words.

Qu Fu's face became more and more cold, he took off the items on the shelf and asked, "Want this?"

"Hmm." The child swallowed greedily.

"Come here." Qu Fu knelt down and waved to him.

The child ran over in a fart, waiting for Qufu to give him the yogurt in his hand.

The child took the initiative to walk in front of Qu Fu. Qu Fu stretched out his hand and handed him the yogurt, and put it on his shoulder, forming a confinement posture. No red marks remained.

Qu Fu approached and lowered his voice, and said darkly, "Believe it or not, I can kill you today."

The child was so frightened that he stood there blankly, unable to react.

The next moment, the cry of the child pierced the sky.

"Hey, you are such an adult, how can you bully a child?" A middle-aged woman who appeared out of nowhere hugged the crying child into her arms, and continued to comfort her, "Hey, Xiaobao, stop crying , Who is bullying you, tell grandma."

After coaxing for a long time, the child stopped crying, grabbed the corner of the woman's clothes and stood behind her, looking at Qufu with fear in his eyes.

The woman was about to settle accounts with Qufu, but when she looked up, both of them were stunned.

Qufu recognized that person as the Qu family's nanny, Yang Fulan.

Yang Fulan was a little embarrassed, and smiled stiffly at Qufu.

Qufu is no stranger to this woman. Since he was born, Yang Fulan has been working as a nanny in the Qu family. For more than ten years, she has been conscientious and has taken good care of him.But he also would not forget that the person who cared for him since he was a child changed his direction immediately after his father's mistress entered the door, and stood firmly by Shen Rongyi's side.

Strange city, familiar people.

Yang Fulan originally only went back to her daughter's house to deal with some matters, but she did not expect to meet Qufu. She looked up and down at the man in front of her. He was wearing an off-white sweater, black jeans, and long hair, which seemed to be neglected at first glance, and the youthful look had faded from his face. She was so childish and so mature that she didn't recognize her for a while.

"Little Fu, you still refuse to go home?" Yang Fulan asked.

Qu Fu's expression was restrained, the fingers clasping the frame of the car body were slightly white, and he did not speak.

Seeing Qufu's stubborn expression, Yang Fulan sighed and continued to persuade: "Father and son, how can there be any overnight feud? It's been so long, you should think about it."

It's not that Qu Fu didn't want to let go. His paranoid and stressful behavior made everyone a mess. He used the most stupid way to express his dissatisfaction, but in return the other party treated him coldly.

"This is the last time I will help you."

"When you get in, be a good person, don't cause trouble, and no one will care about you in the future."

Qufu clearly remembers that when he left, it was cloudy and gray, with no warmth to be seen.

If during that year, that man had softened his heart and came to see him, he could also convince himself that there was still a bit of father-son relationship between them.

Unfortunately, not once.

"It's okay." Qufu said.

What happened before them can't be explained clearly in a few words. Qufu later realized that in this world, no one owes him. He made many mistakes when he was young and ignorant. Qufu didn't want to go back because he looked down on him. , There are complaints, so I choose not to go back, lest both parties will be unhappy.

Yang Fulan said with concern: "Then do you have a job now? If not, the restaurant my nephew owns is recruiting workers, and it's very easy to help serve the dishes. This job doesn't require a diploma or anything, and it's an acquaintance. If I treat you badly, I can earn two thousand a month."

"No need." Qu Fu couldn't help but twitch his mouth when he heard that, 2000 yuan may not be worth his daily income.

Yang Fulan sighed regretfully: "You also know that it's not so easy to find a job in this society. Before you... In short, Aunt Yang can only help you so much."

"I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first." Qu Fu nodded and turned around, too lazy to argue with her.

With her back to Qufu, Yang Fulan could no longer maintain the previous smile on her face, the disdain in her eyes gradually emerged, and she muttered: "I really think of myself as the young master."

The child followed suit and stuck out his tongue at him.

Qu Fu didn't look back, left the old and young couple, and went straight to the cash register to pay.

If he remembers correctly, Yang Fulan's grandson is called Qin Xu, and Yang Fulan asked his mother to help him with the name, and every year and festival, Qin Xu always has a red envelope.That child was seen in Qufu when he was a baby. He was fat and white, and he even spat blisters on him.

I didn't expect to be brought up to look like this now.

As soon as Qu Fu arrived downstairs, he received a text message from Qu Qi:

[Get me a courier. ]

Qufu: [I owe you? ]

Qu Qi: [Send a screenshot of the pick-up code to your QQ, I love you. ]

Qufu: [Go away, disgusting. ]

When Qufu saw the long list of screenshots sent by the other party, he wanted to hack Qu Qi to death. There were at least a dozen couriers here. Is that woman going to contract the bird box in the community?

In the end, Qufu had seven or eight boxes stacked on top of each other, with several bags stacked on the top, and went all the way back to the house, put the heavy things on the ground, and took out the key to open the door.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Qu Qi ran faster than ever, and asked impatiently, "Where's the thing?"

"At the door." Hugging the courier left him ashamed, and the first thing Qufu did when he entered the door was to wash his hands in the bathroom.

When he came out, the living room was in a mess. Qu Qi smiled and performed unpacking the courier with her bare hands. Qu Fu frowned and asked, "What kind of garbage did you buy?"

"How can it be called garbage, these are treasures! Oh, you don't understand women's things." Qu Qi waved at him, signaling that he could leave after picking up the package.

Qu Fu has long been familiar with this behavior of throwing it away after use, and walked into the bedroom.

Suddenly, QQ received a message:

Mr. Wei: [Can you send me a voice message? ]