But with the house so close, no matter how slowly she walked, she would eventually reach the door.
“Here…” Xia Bing handed over the band-aid.
Xia Hou silently took it, then opened and awkwardly tried to apply it.
“Let me,” Xia Bing saw his clumsy attempt and took the initiative to help.
“I’m now homeless, relying on you,” Xia Hou didn’t mention what happened earlier, which made Xia Bing feel relaxed, yet slightly disappointed. Indeed, it was just a momentary impulse.
“Can I refuse to let you stay?” Xia Bing calmed herself, her expression returning to normal.
“No. Do you have food at home?”
“I went to take wedding photos with a friend today and haven’t eaten. Didn’t you say you’d stay? Last time I ate your cooking, it was quite good. Today’s your chance to show off…” Xia Bing pushed kitchen duties onto Xia Hou.
He said nothing and went to the kitchen.
After cooking, Xia Hou told Xia Bing, “Go invite the neighbor. When I was sick, he helped me, so this meal is a thank you.”
Xia Bing agreed and went.
Cheng Yuanjun was surprised when Xia Bing invited him to dinner, but thinking about the bruise on his face, he said, “I’d better not go.”
“Why?”
He pointed to the bruise on his face, “I’m afraid people will call me a ‘cheap dog’…”
Xia Bing burst out laughing, “Just eat at my place…”
Stopped Card
At the dinner table, even Xia Hou, who was usually serious, couldn’t help but laugh when he saw Cheng Yuanjun’s face.
“I knew long ago that I shouldn’t have gone out,” Yuanjun said helplessly.
After dinner, Xia Bing left the two men aside and went to revise her manuscript, preparing to submit it to the editor the next day.
…
After staying at Xia Bing’s place for several days, one day Xia Bing said she was going to the welfare home, and Xia Hou went with her.
They first went to the supermarket to buy things.
Xia Bing wondered if they had bought too much.
“There are so many children, I think this is still too little,” Xia Hou didn’t think it was much.
“It’s almost five full bags of stuff.”
Xia Hou tried to pay with his card.
