Entertaining Children

  Chapter 103 A Different Family

  Chen Mingfei reached out and took it and dialed the home phone.

"Mom, I'm Ming Fei. I won't go home today, I live with a classmate. Which one? Xiao Yao's house, the same table I used to be, the classmate and I bet that he can get the first place in the midterm exam. Xiao Yao. Today’s math homework is more difficult. I plan to ask him well in the evening. His home is far away. His parents said that it’s not safe for me to go back alone at night, so they left me at his home. I’m not too embarrassed to trouble others. I promised to send me off at night." Chen Mingfei said that his face became redder. He obviously didn't dare to go home and rely on other people's homes, but he said that he was so hospitable and refused to leave.

Ye Jiaying smiled and took the phone and said, "Hello, is this Chen Mingfei's mother? I am Xiao Yao's mother. Today, Mingfei is studying with Xiao Yao at my home. Let him live in my home at night, with two children. I have a companion at night. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of him. Um, okay, you’re welcome, what’s the trouble, it’s a good thing for children to love to learn, and it’s rare for them to have a good relationship. Okay, that’s it, goodbye."

  Chen Mingfei stared wide-eyed and watched Ye Jiaying finished the phone call with his mother without blushing or breathing. These words have never been discussed beforehand. Xiao Yao smiled and stabbed Chen Mingfei and said, "Isn't it? This is the strength of the queen!"

   "Yes, I am a queen." Chen Mingfei was stunned.

   "I'm not going to follow Ming Fei's words?" Ye Jiaying gave Xiao Yao a blank look. "You taught Ming Fei this nonsense? You didn't lose to me when you were in elementary school."

   "Me?" Xiao Yao pointed at himself with staring eyes.

   "Okay, I'm going to cook. You take Mingfei to play by yourself, and call you when the meal is ready." Ye Jiaying got up and went back to the kitchen. After entering the kitchen just two seconds later, he came out again, went to the table in the doorway, picked up the forgotten kitchen knife, and went back to the kitchen.

   "Let's go, since I'm here, I will show you around." Xiao Yao got up and said, taking Chen Ming to the second floor.

  The bedroom, piano room, study room, and even a small studio, facing the dazzling array of musical instruments, photographic equipment, and books full of closets, Chen Mingfei never closed his mouth.

  "Would you like to take a shower first? Do you mind wearing my clothes?" After taking Chen Mingfei for a walk hastily, Xiao Yao looked at Chen Mingfei's gray-headed face, which was really unsightly. Chen Mingfei was fat, but Xiao Yao was tall, and Chen Mingfei could barely wear some loose home clothes.

   "Of course I don't mind, but isn't Auntie cooking? Will it bother her too much? Why don't you wash after dinner." Chen Mingfei hesitated.

   "It's more comfortable after washing and eating. Besides, it won't bother my mother." Xiao Yao took Chen Mingfei to the door of his bedroom and said, "Wait a minute."

  After a while, Xiao Yao came back with a bunch of things. "These are towels, cups, toothbrushes, a change of clothes, slippers. These are all new, I have never used them and have not worn them. Toothpaste, shampoo and body soap you use mine, in the bathroom." , Xiao Yao pushed Chen Mingfei into the bathroom.

  Chen Mingfei was stunned. At his house, a visitor came. These things were all his mother did. He didn't know where all these things were. Unexpectedly, at Xiao Yao's house, he came by himself and didn't need to find his parents at all.

When Chen Mingfei finished washing out, Xiao Yao put the clothes he changed into the laundry basket and put them in the corner of the room, and then took Chen Mingfei to the piano room and said, "You can play with these instruments, and I will take a bath. , Come look for you in a while."

   "It's not good to mess around with Uncle's things casually?" Chen Mingfei hesitated.

"What uncle's? These instruments belong to me. My dad’s piano room is another one. You are my guest. All I show you are my place. I will take you to my parents’ place. Huh?" Xiao Yao rolled his eyes and asked.

   "Then you know all these musical instruments?" Chen Mingfei always thought that the Xiao family's piano room must be mainly Xiao Siqi's musical instruments. He didn't expect that the father and son would have one room.

   "It hasn't been long since I learned guitar and saxophone. I'm not very proficient. The others are fine." Xiao Yao pointed to two of the instruments.

   "Then the studio and study room just now?" Chen Mingfei remembered the sentence after Xiao Yao's words just now. The places that showed him were all Xiao Yao's places.

"It's mine too." Xiao Yao smiled and introduced: "My parents are not professional photographers. The studio at home is mainly for me. They occasionally use the camera to take pictures when they get itchy, but it counts. That’s my place. The study is for my sole use. My dad has another separate study and a piano room. My mother has her own practice room. Then there is a recording studio in the basement, where my parents record songs. Yes, I occasionally go to play, it’s not my place."

  "The place of your home is so clear?" Chen Mingfei shook his head and exclaimed: "Your parents spent a lot of money for you to learn photography, right?"

"You mean the studio and the photographic equipment? It was all money I made. The instruments in the piano room and the books in the study were given away by my parents, but they weren't too much at the beginning. I would like to learn photography, so everything related to photography is my own expense.” Xiao Yao gushed, and when he said that, he suddenly felt that he had unconsciously said too much.

  No way, no matter how old the mental age is, showing off seems to be a common problem. Xiao Yao stopped and said to Chen Mingfei: "Don't forget what you promised me. Everything you see at my house today must be kept secret, and don't tell anyone. I went to take a bath, and you play slowly. "After speaking, Chen Mingfei dropped the stunned Chen Mingfei in the piano room, and went back to the bedroom by himself.

  When Xiao Yao also took a shower, Ye Jiaying also called for dinner.

  Supper is a home-cooked meal. Four people eat four dishes and one soup. It is not rich, but it is absolutely exquisite, with good color, fragrance, and taste, which makes Chen Mingfei, a gluttonous little fat man, addicted to eating.

  After dinner, Xiao Yao asked Chen Mingfei, “I’m going to learn guitar with my dad tonight. If you’re interested, you can also play together. How about, or not?”

  Chen Mingfei said with a bitter face: "I want to go, but I'm not you. I still have no homework to write."

   "Oh," Xiao Yao thinks about it, "then you go to my study by yourself, I went to learn guitar with my dad."

An hour later, Chen Mingfei completed all his homework in Xiao Yao’s study. He wanted to see Xiao Yao learn guitar, but he didn’t know where Xiao Siqi’s piano room was, and he was worried that he would interrupt Xiao Yao if he ran halfway. Learning.

   While hesitating, the study door was knocked.

   "Ming Fei, can you come in?" Ye Jiaying's voice came from outside the door. This is also a new experience for Chen Mingfei. In his own home, his parents never knock on the door when they enter their room.

  Chen Mingfei hurried to open the door, and saw Ye Jiaying at the door, holding a glass of milk in his left hand and a porcelain bottle in his right hand.

  "Auntie, please come in." Chen Mingfei said.

   "Xiao Yao told me that you were doing homework in his study. I think you have been there for an hour, so I brought you a glass of milk, didn't you bother you?" Ye Jiaying smiled and stretched out her hand and passed the milk in her hand.

   "No, don't bother, I just finished my homework. Thank you Auntie." Chen Mingfei took Ye Jiaying's milk and said.

  Taking a sip of milk, Chen Mingfei asked Ye Jiaying, “Auntie, I want to see Xiao Yao and uncle learn guitar, can I? Will it bother them?”

   "It's okay, if they are writing songs, it would be hard to bother, but it doesn't matter if they learn musical instruments. They basically learn while playing. It doesn't matter if you go in and see." Ye Jiaying replied.

  "Are they writing songs? Xiao Yao would also write songs?" Chen Mingfei keenly grasped the information that Ye Jiaying had accidentally revealed, and asked in surprise.

   "Haha," Ye Jiaying smiled awkwardly, and then asked Chen Mingfei: "Mingfei, did you promise Xiao Yao something before you came to my house?"

   "Well," Chen Mingfei nodded and said, "Everything you see and hear when you come to your house today must be kept secret and cannot be told to others. Don't worry, I will do what I say."

   "Sure enough," Ye Jiaying nodded, and then replied, "Xiao Yao knows how to write songs."

   "Brother Yao is really amazing!" Chen Mingfei said excitedly.

   "Brother Yao? How old are you?" Ye Jiaying asked curiously.

   "I am four months older than Xiao Yao, but sometimes when I have something to ask him for help, or when I express admiration for him, I will call him Brother Yao." Chen Mingfei said.

   "He asked you to shout like this? I didn't expect that he still has this bad taste. He likes to let children who are not much older than him and who are more related to call his brother. You are not the first." Ye Jiaying smiled and shook his head.

   "Who else?" Chen Mingfei asked curiously.

"A child from a good friend's family is more than three months older than Xiao Yao. Her condition is more serious than yours. From the first day I met Xiao Yao until now, whenever I see him, he will call him "August 1st." "Brother," I have been shouting for seven or eight years." Ye Jiaying said.

  "Brother Bayi?" Chen Mingfei didn't understand.

   "Xiao Yao's nickname is Bayi. They are considered to be young, and they met when they were five years old, and they all called each other's nicknames at that time." Ye Jiaying explained.

   "Oh. Auntie, can I go to see Xiao Yao play the guitar now?" Chen Mingfei raised his empty cup and said. In a few words, Chen Mingfei had already drunk the milk in his hand. He didn't know if Xiao Siqi's piano room filled with musical instruments could be taken in, so he could go there after drinking.

   "It is okay, but I think you'd better treat your injuries first before going." Ye Jiaying raised the porcelain bottle in her hand, "I'm here to bring you medicine."

   "Okay, thank you Auntie." Chen Mingfei said, he was about to reach out and take the porcelain bottle.

   "Let me help you, you hurt around your eyes, it's not good to get in your eyes." Ye Jiaying didn't hand it over. "By the way, you hurt your bare eyes? Are there any injuries on your body?"

   "Huh?" Chen Mingfei hesitated.

  "Take off your shirt and show it to auntie." Ye Jiaying saw that Chen Mingfei must have been injured, but she was ashamed to say.

   "I will only help you paint the areas that are out of reach or difficult to paint on your back and around your eyes, and you will do the rest yourself." Ye Jiaying smiled and looked at Chen Mingfei, who was blushing.

   "Well, thank you Auntie." Chen Mingfei had to take off his shirt and turned around to show his back.

  Chen Mingfei felt a sticky thing sticking to the injured part of his back. Then I felt a few fingers spread the mass on my back. Not knowing whether it was a psychological effect, Chen Mingfei felt that the pain on his back was relieved a bit.

   "Auntie, what kind of medicine are you? I haven't seen it. Imported, right?" Chen Mingfei asked for words without words. He just saw that there was no mark on the porcelain bottle.

"Hey, it's not good for the little guy to be fond of foreigners and foreigners. You can't think that the good things are foreign." Ye Jiaying scolded, and then said, "This is the medicine given by Master of Bayi. Bayi's learning of martial arts can't avoid bumps and injuries. So his master specially prepared some for him, and it has a very good effect on bruises, otherwise I would not use it for you."

  "Master? Xiao Yao also has a master, no wonder he is so skilled." Chen Mingfei said.

  (End of this chapter)