The control group of the reborn female protagonist dressed in chronology

Chapter 538 Does he deserve to be in the sun?

Xing Xing looked at it and pouted, "Huh! If you don't go, you won't go!"

Taking small steps, he went into the house again to fiddle with his paintbrush.

Yu Ran looked in the direction where the father and son left, but after a while, the figure disappeared, and he didn't know how fast he was pedaling.

He looked at the serious figure of the girl lying on the table through the window, with a smile on her lips.

In the school, Smelly just walked in from the outside, and saw Liang Zhao who was sitting at the table seriously reading his book, so absorbed that he didn't even notice that he came in.

He coughed, but Liang Zhao didn't move, he didn't even raise his eyebrows.

Smelly was carrying his schoolbag and carrying things a little uncomfortably. He first put the schoolbag on his chair, then deliberately walked to Liang Zhao's side, and deliberately amplified the sound of moving the chair.

Crackling, the sound is a bit loud.

Liang Zhao finally moved. He twisted his neck, probably because he had been reading for too long, and his neck felt a little uncomfortable. Then he turned his head in doubt, looked at Smelly, "Are you okay?"

Smelly took out the sauce that Yu Ran asked him to give to Liang Zhao, "My mother made it herself. It's so delicious. She asked me to bring you a bottle."

Liang Zhao hesitated for a moment.

He doesn't like taking other people's things for no reason.

Smelly knows his temper. Although he seems to have a difficult life, he is actually very principled, "You take it, or my mother will think that I have a bad relationship with you."

Liang Zhao paused, but took it anyway.

The fragrance can be felt through the bottle.

It was delicious that he had never tasted before.

He always thought that the meat dishes cooked in the school cafeteria were already delicious, but today, compared with the aroma of the sauce, he felt a little poor.

Liang Zhao lowered his head, his stomach growled unconsciously.

Smelly was a little surprised when he heard that, "Did you not eat tonight?"

Liang Zhao rubbed his belly, and after a long while, he gave a low "hmm".

He lied, he actually went to pick up the meal, and asked the aunt in the cafeteria to help add a little more food and rice. Then, while it was still hot, he borrowed a bicycle from the waste collector and wrapped the lunch box in thick clothes. Arrived at home in a short time.

Sure enough, the stove was still cold at home, and there was no cooking.

Seeing Liang Zhao who suddenly appeared, his mother was even more flustered for a moment, and then she made an excuse that she would cook later.

He gave the meal to his mother, but the mother waved her away, until she saw that he was indeed very full and his stomach was round, so she choked up and took the meal, and ate it with his grandparents while it was hot.

Then let him take the lunch box and go back to school quickly, fearing that it would be difficult to leave after dark.

Even tremblingly, he took out a wad of odds and ends from his pocket, all of which were wrinkled marks, and stuffed the money that he had saved for an unknown amount of time and was not willing to spend directly into his hands.

The mother, who was beautiful and decent when she was young, now has a sallow face, "Zhao Zhao, although you don't spend money on board and lodging at school, you will always have money where you can use it. You must take this money."

Knowing her son's temper, she directly said forcefully, "If you don't take it, we will starve to death and refuse to eat the food you send us."

Liang Zhao paused, but still took it, his palms clenched into fists.

As soon as he went out and ran to a place where no one was around, his eyes were red.

Then he ran to the reed field to relieve himself.

He just poured himself a lot of water, just to fill his stomach and hide it from his family.

One meal, no matter how much you eat, it seems too little for three adults to eat together.

Thinking of this, the corners of Liang Zhao's mouth turned bitter, and smelling the fragrance in the jar, he felt even more empty in his stomach.

Smelly didn't seem to notice his embarrassment, and went directly to his bag to take out the cake made by Yu Ran, which was specially filled with chives and eggs, because he likes to eat, "Just so you can help me get rid of a piece of cake." Biscuits, my mother was afraid that I would be hungry at school, so I made several, and the weather is so hot, it would be a waste if I couldn’t eat them, can you help me get two of them?”

With that said, he took out two cakes and gave them to him.

Liang Zhao shook his head and refused, "Eat it, your mother made it for you, I won't be hungry if I drink some water."

"Just help me, okay? Otherwise, it would be shameful to waste food."

Liang Zhao paused for a moment, took a piece of cake, and didn't want the rest.

Smelly had no choice but to follow him.

"You put some sauce on the cake. My mother's sauce is very delicious." Smelly also took a piece of cake and ate it, which was covered with a thick layer of sauce.

The tip of Liang Zhao's nose moved slightly, and the smell of seafood sauce wafted around in the air, and he couldn't escape it even if he wanted to.

I really couldn't hold back, opened the hoisin sauce, took a spoonful, and didn't dare to spoon more.

The cake is still hot, and it is eaten with sauce. It is so delicious that it almost bites off the tongue/head.

Liang Zhao lowered his head, the corners of his eyes were moist.

After a while, he whispered, "Thank you."

Sincere voice.

He knew that Smelly was deliberately saying that he couldn't eat it, and asked him to help solve it, but in fact, he was afraid that he would not accept it because of face.

Smelly was stunned for a moment, parted the corners of his lips and smiled, looking at the paintings on the table, his smile froze for a moment.

I can't laugh anymore.

He said that he seemed to have nothing to do, so he forgot about it.

In an instant, looking at Liang Zhao, looking left and right, it was an eyesore.

Liang Zhao has been particularly sensitive to emotions since he was a child, and he naturally felt the changes in Smelly's mood, so he raised his head a little suspiciously.

I don't understand what's wrong.

After Smelly finished eating the cake in his hand, when he saw the oil on his hand, he was filled with malice, or he would simply drip the oil on the painting, and finally on Liang Zhao's head, covering the painting that he was prettier than himself.

He walked to the table and stood still, saw the cute cartoons on the table, paused, took the paper and wiped his hands clean.

In any case, it was my sister's hard work.

Liang Zhao had sharp eyes and saw it too, and boasted with a smile, "Did your sister give this to you? The painting is so beautiful."

This painting is innocent and childlike, and it can only be drawn by Lu Qinghe's younger sister.

Thinking of that smart and beautiful little girl last time, I couldn't help but be afraid to go to see him again several times.

Liang Zhao smiled.

Smelly took a deep breath, "She drew it, but it wasn't for me."

Speaking of which, I'm still a little depressed now.

"Who is it for?" Liang Zhao was a little surprised, and went to observe the painting again.

I found that the villain on it was a little strange, wearing clothes that seemed to be wearing patches.

Lu Qinghe's family is very good, and there are few patches on his clothes.

It's really strange, although the people in the painting are very abstract, but Liang Zhao feels that the painting is very vivid, and the more you look at it, the more familiar it becomes.

He shook his head quickly, feeling that he was thinking too much.

Smelly Youyou glanced at him, then sighed again, "This painting is for you."

Liang Zhao: "..."

Really shocked, pointing to himself, "...Me?"

"Yes." Smelly gritted his teeth, and handed the painting to him with great cherishment, "You must keep this painting well, if I find that you are not good to this painting, I will not forgive you."

Gritting his teeth.

Liang Zhao took it in a daze, and seeing the person above looking up at the sun, the smile on his lips was a little strange.

Was he worthy to be in the sun, who was in darkness from birth?

(End of this chapter)