Bei Yiming took a shower in Yang Heyu's room. For the first time in so many years, he took a shower so seriously. On the towel rack were new clothes inside and out¡ªnew underwear, new socks, new jeans, new white T-shirt.
After Bei Yiming changed his clothes and walked out of the bathroom, Yang Heyu immediately took out a pair of Nike sneakers, put them in front of Bei Yiming, and said, "I remember you are the same shoe size as me, 42, right? The clothes fit well, right? It's good, it's all coquettish, she's more fashionable."
Bei Yiming didn't pay attention to see what brand the clothes were. Only then did he remember and look around. The T-shirt turned out to be a big brand. He suddenly felt cramped, and said, "Why do you buy this for me? No need, why do I need to wear this now?"
"What's the matter? Didn't you just wear this brand before?" Yang Heyu said: "Don't be naughty, change it quickly, let's go to dinner."
Bei Yiming had no choice but to follow suit, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or not. There was also a black peaked cap on the bed. Bei Yiming went over to take it and found it was new.
The hot pot that the three of them still went to eat was the Chongqing hot pot restaurant opened by the Chengdu native, but this time Yang Heyu booked a private room.
After the dishes were ready, Yang Heyu opened a bottle of beer for himself and Bei Yiming, and a bottle of Coke for Bei Yini. He picked up the bottle and said, "Come on, let's touch one. The auspicious words that should be said should be said to be good." Say it. Beckham, congratulations on your new life!"
Yang Heyu winked at Bei Yi Ni, and Bei Yi Ni muttered sullenly: "I hope you can change your mind and start a new life."
Yang Heyu gave a "tsk", and said with a smile: "Ni Ni, you might as well speak French, this idiom is too hard to speak."
But Bei Yiming didn't mind, he touched the warm-hearted Yang Heyu and the cold-faced Bei Ni one by one, and said: "Listen to you, I will work hard."
Bei Yini opened the bag, took out the bag of money, put it on the table, and without looking at Bei Yiming, said: "You take this money. It's from your aunt. You'd better keep an account, brother Xiaoyu." I said, if this kind of money encounters life, old age, sickness and death in the future, it will be repaid."
Bei Yiming looked at the thick envelope, and said to Yang Heyu: "By the way, when I was released from prison, they returned the card to me, saying that there was still money in it. Over the years, the money you sent me, I will wait for you later." Return it to you slowly."
Yang Heyu raised his eyebrows. He was worried that Bei Yiming might misunderstand, so he hurriedly said, "I'm just playing around, so why do I need you to pay me back?! Stop talking nonsense."
Bei Yiming shook his head again and again, and he said: "You two are working-class people, how much money can you have? Taking care of me and her all these years is like raising two children. I will definitely have to pay back the money Yes, you can't not."
Bei Yiming pushed the money that Bei Yini took out to her, and said, "You take this money, and I will charge it to me."
Bei Yini got angry out of nowhere, she snorted coldly, and muttered: "I just know how to be a fool, I still don't know how much I am. Brother Xiaoyu, can you ignore you? We owe it to others for a lifetime I still don't know!"
Bei Yiming heard clearly, he kept nodding his head, and echoed: "Yes, you are right."
Yang Heyu couldn't get along with these two brothers and sisters, he begged for mercy: "If you two really thank me, you can eat well. Today I am not the protagonist, but you two are. I haven't seen each other for so many years, so don't talk about me, okay? "(Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com