As a result, it is possible to achieve success.

“Guaranteed to make you feel at home!”

Someone next to me reminded.

"Oh, yes, I'll make sure they feel at home hehe!"

"thanks!"

Heiyang Hongli walked out of the restaurant and headed towards Brother Butian's house. Next was Elder Piaoapiao's simple treatment!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 334 After hearing that my parents were coming back, I always subconsciously wanted to destroy some evidence

"squeak"

Hong Butian pushed open the door of his room. The familiar room made him feel dazed for a moment, and his dusty memories opened up along with the room.

Although the wooden furniture was old, it was clean and dust-free, as if it was wiped frequently. My parents knew that he would come back one day, and in fact he had not been away for long.

It's not even as long as the time my father spent away from home when he was young and working hard. He often mentions those stories about his father again and again at the dinner table, and he says that it is a youth worth remembering.

Not knowing what he was thinking of, Hong Butian raised the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly, until he saw a letter on the table, his smile froze.

He pulled out the almost crumpled envelope. It had obviously been read over and over again, but it was still placed where he had put the letter when he left home.

It seemed that this way I could repeat the day of separation again and again. Every day before opening the envelope, it was as if my son was still sleeping soundly in the house.

When I opened the envelope, I heard my son's laughter: Mom and Dad, I'm going out for a while and will be back soon.

"tick"

Something dripped, Hong Butian put his arm in front of his forehead and slowly put the letter back.

It seems that if I don’t open it, those times of longing will no longer exist.

But time still flows, and no one can be deceived.

Thinking of something again, a complex emotion flashed in Hong Butian's eyes, and a ring was placed on the table, just as it was originally placed.

But this time, it would no longer jump up in frustration like it did before, and then argue with Hong Butian with a trembling voice.

"crash"

The door was gently pushed open again. Zhao Zhuji poked her head out and asked cautiously, "Can I come in? Is this your room?"

"of course can."

Hong Butian nodded and chuckled, "It's my bedroom. Well, it's also my study."

After all, not everyone is like his cousin, who has a small house specifically for storing her books.

His father does have his own study, but Hong Butian seldom goes there, and the contents of the books in it are not very attractive to him.

Even some strange books recording gossips and anecdotes could not bring him as much pleasure as practicing his marksmanship for a few hours.

Practicing martial arts was his favorite thing, and his second favorite thing was to sit on the steps and watch Xiaoyang and Xiaoli occasionally come over playing and bickering with each other.

Ha, forgive him, as a brother, I really don’t want to go up and mediate the fight.

In fact, there was no need for him to persuade them, as Hong Butian knew that they knew their limits.

At least Xiaoyang knows his limits. The child has been mature and steady since childhood, but he becomes more childish and naive as he grows older.

There was a time when Hong Butian even felt that Xiaoyang was the older brother and he was the cousin.

"That's it..."

Zhao Zhuji nodded thoughtfully, looked around, and commented with a smile: "Not bad!"

"That must be good."

Hong Butian accepted the compliment without hesitation.

"I mean, at least it's neat!"

“It’s not actually just neat.”

"..."

"..."

"If you don't argue with me, I'll die!"

"will not."

"Huh... okay, okay."

Zhao Zhuji sighed, and suddenly thought of something, and whispered: "By the way, uncle and aunt, um, I mean, where are your parents?

How come I didn't see you when I came back? Don't you live together?"

"Ah, that's not true."

Hong Butian waved his hand: "It's broad daylight, and they came back without any notice. It's normal for them not to be at home. After all, they are busy with work."

"But then again..."

Hong Butian looked at Zhao Zhuji speechlessly: "After practicing, do you all like to be lawless criminals?

I was still knocking on the door, and you just jumped over the wall."

"Ah, this... uh..."

Zhao Zhuji turned her head away guiltily and argued softly, "Well, isn't this your home? And you were there, so it doesn't count as trespassing.

I was thinking that I would open the door for you after we got in!"

"But how did you open the door? I didn't see it just now..."

Zhao Zhuji looked at Hong Butian curiously and guessed, "You always carry the key to your home. Is it like holding the key to your home when you are away from home?"

"Well, not so poetic and melancholy..."

Hong Butian waved his hands with an awkward smile: "Just kidding, when I ran away from home in such a hurry, how could I have time to get any keys."

"to be honest……"

Hong Butian sighed, then laughed and said, "I didn't even know if I could come back alive. Wouldn't it make me even more timid if I had the key to my house?"

"then you……"

"Oh, let me tell you a little secret."

Hong Butian whispered, "Nine out of ten households in Wuse City have more or less empty space on the wall inside the gate to store spare keys.

As for the remaining one, well, they didn’t even bother to close.”

"???"

A row of question marks appeared above Zhao Zhuji's head: "Then what difference does it make whether you lock the door or not? Don't you all know..."

"A stranger wouldn't know."

Hong Butian waved his hand and said leisurely: "Besides, who would really want to be a thief go through the main door?

"There are so many things like climbing walls, crawling through dog holes, and digging holes in the ground. The gate is just a decoration."

"Like you."

Hong Butian looked at Zhao Zhuji and gave an example: "You climbed over the wall, which proves that the gate played its role, right?"

"Ah, this is reasonable and cannot be refuted."

Zhao Zhuji's eyes narrowed, speechless.

"..."

"..."

Inexplicably, the two of them suddenly paused and fell into an eerie silence.

Just like in a classroom full of lively conversation, no one shouts “the teacher is here”, but suddenly there will be a strange silence from time to time, and everyone will become quiet.

Then everyone looked at each other and smiled with lingering fear, hahahaha, I got startled, and we continued laughing, cough cough!

At this moment, the atmosphere in the house suddenly became quiet and a little weird.

The two of them accidentally looked at each other, and the little peach blossoms in the vision fluttered around, and the background color suddenly turned pink.

"that……"

Zhao Zhuji whispered, "Uncle and aunt, what are their tempers like?"

"Ha, then he must have an extremely good temper."

Hong Butian pointed at himself and smiled: "I have lived to this age and have never been beaten to death. Doesn't this prove something?"

Zhao Zhuji: “…”

"makes sense……"

Zhao Zhuji sighed.

“You…what are you doing???”

Zhao Zhuji looked at the hand that suddenly rested on her shoulder and the face of someone that instantly approached. She was so frightened that her face turned pale and her mind went blank.

What should I do now?

Do not resist? Do not resist? Or resist for a while and then surrender? Or pretend that you cannot resist?

"Pearl!"

Hong Butian took a deep breath and looked at Zhao Zhuji seriously: "Well, I want to tell you..."

"Um……"

Zhao Zhuji's face flushed, and she responded in a mosquito-like voice: "You say."

"Ok!"

Hong Butian mustered up his courage and spoke firmly.

"Where have you been, little brat? Come out here right now!"

Zhao Zhuji: “???”

Hong Butian: “???”

"what's the situation?"

Zhao Zhuji looked at Hong Butian with a question mark on his face: "Were you the one who was talking just now!?"

"how could it be possible!"

Hong Butian rolled his eyes: "It seems that some annoying old guy has come. Let's just close the shop."

"Ah this..."

……

When Heiyang Hongli arrived, he saw Elder Piaoahiaopiao and Hong Butian arguing with each other from a distance. Zhao Zhuji was sitting next to them with an expressionless face and speechless eyes.

Only when she occasionally heard a few new words or grammar would she look at him in surprise, then nod thoughtfully, secretly digesting the profound culture of the travel world.

"Hey, hey! You don't have to listen to that kind of stuff so carefully!"

Heiyang couldn't help but complain out loud, looking at the situation on the scene with a frown on his face.

"My evaluation is..."

Hong Li listened to the quarrel between Hong Butian and Elder Piao Ah Piao and commented with disdain, "It's just a fight between two noobs.

Not to mention comparing with us, their skills are not even as good as Hei Xiaolong's."

"Let's not talk about those old jokes. If I, Hongli, hadn't been so knowledgeable, I might not even understand them, let alone others."

Hongli waved her hands and complained, "Not to mention some jingles that even little kids find childish, plus there are homophones, wow, what the hell!"

"I'm talking about you..."

Heiyang pinched Hongli's face and pulled it: "Is that something worth bragging about? Huh? Huh? Huh?"

“Ahhhhhhhh…”

Hong Li said with a half-hearted tone, "I know I'm provoking you, I know I'm provoking you, if you pull me again I'll start drooling..."