Auxiliary super fierce

Chapter 57

Wen Tu's family lived in an inconspicuous alley in the city. They turned a corner and walked in. There were a few battery cars parked randomly by the roadside.Two pastoral dogs came chasing and running from afar, not afraid of people, they came to sniff twice and then ran away.

The group of gangsters said hello and left, leaving only one bald man talking to Wen Tu all the way, at first he wanted to help Wen Tu with his luggage, but Wen Tu finally refused.The bald man was probably a little excited. From the beginning, Mandarin gradually changed to a dialect. Fang Chi couldn't understand it, but he also felt that this dialect was very pleasant.

"By the way, who is this?" The bald head looked at Fang Chi with a smile.

"Oh, hello." Fang Chi only remembered to greet people at this moment, and was stunned by the brother Tu they called at first, "I'm Wen Tu's teammate, Fang Chi."

"Hello." The bald head stretched out his hand, and Fang Chi also extended his hand to shake him.

The three of them chatted for a while, and finally saw a community at the end of the path. The gate was a large iron gate painted with green balustrades, and two rusty locks hung on it.

The bald head sent the two of them here and left, saying that he was afraid that Wen Tu and the others would be tired from the flight today, and if there was a chance to make another dinner appointment, Wen Tu nodded and watched the bald head go away before turning to look at Fang Chi, all the way Finally, there was a little embarrassment on the calm face: "They are friends who used to fight together, they are all older than me, but call me brother... I told them not to pick them up."

"Don't talk yet," Fang Chi waved his hand, "Let me get used to it first."

"What are you used to?" Wen Tu said.

"I'm used to the feeling that my boyfriend is the boss of the underworld or the leader of the gangsters," Fang Chi pointed at Wen Tu, "I will play you again in the queue, will you call [-] brothers to come downstairs and beat me at the base?"

Wen Tu: "...No."

Fang Chi: "Then I will come to your house to play during the Chinese New Year. Do I have to prepare [-] red envelopes?"

Wen Tu shook his head and looked at him with a half-smile.

Fang Chi hooked Wen Tu's neck with one hand, pulled him towards him, and said softly, "Brother Tu is a bit powerful."

Wen Tu pushed him away, rubbed his face that was hot from Fang Chi's warm breath, and walked forward without saying a word, carrying his luggage.

Fang Chi still shouted from behind: "Brother Tu, wait a minute!"

From the outside, the neighborhood looks a bit dilapidated, with the walls covered with traces of perennial rain, and some unnamed flowers grew in the corners, mixed in the ankle-high weeds, swaying gently in the wind.

Wen Tu's house is the second building on the left after entering the iron gate. There is no elevator on the third floor. Two people carry their suitcases and walk up the stairs step by step.

After all, it was the first time coming to the door, so you should be nervous politely. Fang Chi stretched out his hand and patted Wen Tu's back twice, and wiped the sweat from his palm on his short sleeves: "Open the door."

"En." Wen Tu nodded, took out the key from his pocket, and suddenly reached out to shake Fang Chi's hand before inserting it into the keyhole, "Don't be nervous."

"Ah." Fang Chi was taken aback for a moment, "I'm not particularly nervous."

Wen Tu looked at his expression, didn't speak, turned around and inserted the key into the lock, and opened the door with a slight twist.Some old anti-theft doors were pushed open, making a rattling sound, and Fang Chi's heartbeat increased bit by bit following the sound.

Opening the door, Wen Tu walked in with his luggage first, and then found a new pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet for Fang Chi to change.

After Fang Chi changed his shoes and brought in his small suitcase, he carefully looked at the furnishings in the house.

The furniture is all in warm colors, and the wallpaper is old and yellowish, but it is not difficult to see the original warm colors.Wen Tu's family seemed to be tinkering with something in the kitchen, and there was a lot of noise. Wen Tu put the suitcases of the two of them away before dragging Fang Chi to the kitchen.

"Mom." Wen Tu yelled as he unscrewed the kitchen door, Fang Chi followed behind him, looking in naturally.

Wen Tu's mother was cooking in an apron, her hair was tied neatly behind her head, and a few strands of hair that were too short were also fixed by her mother with small clips. She heard movement behind her, and turned her head to look at the two people at the door. :"came back."

"Yeah." Wen Tu nodded, pointing at Fang Chi, "This is my teammate, here to play for two days.

"Well, hello." Mom nodded at Fang Chi, turned around and continued cooking.

Wen Tu didn't care about his mother's indifference, and brought Fang Chi back to the living room: "What would you like to drink?"

"Whatever, plain water will do," Fang Chi said.

"Okay." Wen Tu turned around to get the glass again, and poured Fang Chi a glass of water.

Wen Tu's mother looks very similar to Wen Tu. If you can find the photos of your mother when she was young, she is basically the female version of Wen Tu. It seems that not only the appearance, but also the personality of the two people who make people feel cold at first are very similar.

Wen Tu's mother should have known that Wen Tu would come back a long time ago. She cooked a large table of dishes and served them expressionlessly, as if to say "I'm not very happy, I usually cook so much, normal operation" .

"Eat this." Wen Tu picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs for Fang Chi, "My mom makes this, it's delicious."

"En." Fang Chi nodded, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Thank you."

Wen Tu paused the hand holding the chopsticks, then looked at Fang Chi as if he had seen a ghost, moved his lips twice but still didn't say anything.

After the meal, nothing happened. After eating, Fang Chi wanted to help clean up, but was rejected by Wen Tu's mother. The two people who had nothing to do could only sit in the living room and watch TV.

"Where are you going to go tonight?" Wen Tu came over with a plate of fruit, "Stay at home?"

"Anything is fine." Fang Chi said, "Why don't you take me to experience the feeling of fighting in groups?"

"I don't fight in groups." Wen Tu frowned, picked out an apple and stuffed it into Fang Chi's mouth, with a look on his face that you don't want to talk anymore.

"Yes, you are all single-handed." Fang Chi laughed for a while, and before the music was over, he heard movement in the kitchen. Fang Chi, who had been slumped on the sofa, sat down immediately, with his back straight, facing Wen who came out. Tu's mother smiled, "Auntie has worked hard."

Wen Tu looked like he had seen a ghost again, after thinking about it, he still stuffed a piece of fruit into his mouth.

It took a while for Wen Tu's mother to leave the living room, enter a room and close the door, Fang Chi then relaxed, and squinted at Wen Tu: "I'm exhausted."

"You're so serious." Wen Tu said, "You're more nervous than my mother."

"Fuck..." Fang Chi whispered, "I can't make a good impression when I meet my parents for the first time? It will be easier to come out in the future... Auntie is nervous?"

"Yeah." Wen Tu said, "She was very nervous when she heard that I was going to bring someone back, and she specifically asked what kind of food you like to eat."

Fang Chi recalled that the four or five dishes on the dinner table just now were all his favorites, and couldn't help laughing: "I don't look nervous at all."

Wen Tu also laughed, and after laughing for a while, he said, "Let me take you somewhere tonight."