Xue God has mines at home

Chapter 486 Thank You, Chen Ange

"Xu Gou, take it."

Chen Ange lifted the cardboard box and lifted it up with all his might.Ning Zhixu took it over.The weight is not light, I don't know what weird treasure he has hidden.

Chen Ange is a bit of a collector.

When I used to repair cars, I loved to collect some waste parts.

"Tires? Wrenches?"

"good stuff."

Pressing down on the fence of the roof with one hand, he turned over from the terrace neatly.Regardless of whether the floor was dirty or not, Chen An Ge sat on the floor with his legs crossed, regardless of the details.

Ning Zhixu followed him and sat down opposite him, watching him forcefully tear off the scotch tape on the carton.Take things out one by one.

"Xu Gou, you didn't take the college entrance examination this year, so you gave up a position in a key school for others. It's cheaper for them."

"There is a younger brother in the car repair shop. He is in the same class as you. He has a good brain, but his family's conditions are not good, so he comes out to work on weekends."

"I ask him to keep the teaching materials every year, thinking that you dog will use them sooner or later."

There are a lot of teaching materials for the second to third year of high school, and there are even more review materials for the tenth middle school.An impatient person like Chen Ange just took out the textbooks and notes one by one and stacked them in front of Ning Zhixu.

"I can't understand these things. That kid is also in the tenth middle school, so he studies well. He can make do with it."

"You're a dog with a better brain. This year you should study hard, and then go next year to get back the number one spot that you didn't get this year to your brother."

Ning Zhi Xu's heart tightened as he stroked the review materials wrapped in a transparent book cover with his fingers.

The billiards hall is on the basement floor, and it is not easy to keep things when the humidity returns in summer.

So Chen Ange must have moved the box into the house in winter, and put it on the cooler and drier terrace in spring and summer.

Each page has a fold, but the cover is brand new.

Thinking of Chen Ange, a scumbag who knew how to wrap the reference book in a cover, Ning Zhixu laughed out loud without warning.

"Fuck me."

"Brother has said so much, is this all you need?"

"You really are not human."

Chen Ange changed his posture, bent one leg, then took out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket, lit a cigarette and bit the corner of his lips.

Half-closed peach blossom eyes, looking at people with nostrils, the thief grabbed a few times: "How is it? Are you very touched in your heart. It's okay, if you want to cry, you can throw yourself into your brother's arms."

As he said that, he really opened his arms, with a generous and unrestrained posture.

The young man slowly raised his head, licked the corners of his lips, and smiled a little swayingly: "Chen Ange, wrap the book cover, are you a mother or not?"

"I hate you, uncle."

Chen Ange threw the cigarette case directly, feeling the urge to set this pile of stupid documents on fire.

Ning Zhixu raised his hand to catch it.

The faint smile also froze.

At that moment just now, they seemed to have returned to the past, joking with each other unscrupulously. Although life was very fucked, they were quite happy.

But now, what is shown on their faces is the despair of this world.

It is easy to capture his emotions.

Chen Ange puffed out the smoke lightly, and tapped the writing fiercely with his finger: "Ning Zhixu, don't fuck me up with hypocrisy. If the world owes us, then we will take it back ourselves."

"I don't care if you want to degenerate this year or what, anyway, after one year, you must be admitted to the best school."

"I've been counting on you all my life. I don't want to work hard anymore."

If you eat soft food like this, it makes him speak very confidently.

The young man smiled and lay on his back on the roof, looking at the white spots in the sky.

Alcoholic, he heard himself say, "Thank you, Chen Ange."

(End of this chapter)