Mrs. Su stood up, took out her cell phone, looked at it, and said, "Qixiang, I'm going to see a friend. She's waiting for me over there. Please drive me off."

Qu Xiang: "Okay, old lady!"

Mrs. Su looked at Su Yichen: "I'll pick up Su Bao later. Please keep an eye on her and don't run around! If she bumps into her, I'll settle the score with you."

Su Yichen nodded.

Su Bao waved his hand: "Don't worry, grandma. Goodbye, grandma~"

Yao Liyue looked at her hand, raised it and waved: "Grandma, see you later."

Mrs. Su: "..."

Congested.

He turned around silently and left.

Su Hewen sat on the sofa, peeled an orange, and gave it to Su Bao and Yao Liyue.

At the same time, he said heartbrokenly: "You can't call me grandma. I call you grandma because I am my younger sister."

Yao Liyue lowered her head and stared at the oranges on the table. She suddenly reached out and took them over, looking at them without blinking.

Suddenly he slurped and swallowed the whole thing.

Su Hewen was startled and hurriedly picked the orange in her mouth: "Oh, I have to peel it, peel it! Isn't this just peeled for you..."

Before he finished speaking, Yao Liyue took out the half-eaten orange and handed it to him.

Su Hewen stared blankly, his mother was... peeling oranges for him?

Good guy, imported skinning method.

"No, no need..." Su Hewen said blankly.

Yao Ligyue stubbornly stretched out her hand, twitched the corners of her lips, and said one word: "Eat...!"

Su He asked: "..."

With this interruption, he had completely forgotten what he was going to teach just now, and was torn between eating and not eating.

If he doesn't eat, his mother will stare at him. If he eats, he really can't put it down...

Su Bao had an idea, pressed Yao Ligyue's hand and stuffed the orange into her mouth again, coaxing like a baby: "Auntie, eat it by yourself! We have other things to do, so you can eat it obediently!"

Yao Liyue's mouth was stuffed. She looked at Su Bao and then at the fruits on the table.

There are oranges, grapes, apples, cherries, and bananas.

Eat obediently.

After she ate the orange in her mouth, she picked up a banana.

Seeing that she wanted to eat it directly, Su Yichen quickly took the banana from her hand, peeled it open, and handed it to her.

A flash of realization flashed in Yao Liyue's eyes.

The round ones need to be peeled, and the long ones also need to be peeled.

Su Bao and Su Hewen breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Yao Liyue eating the fruit quietly and not making any more trouble.

Su Bao looked at Crybaby: "Tell me, how did you die?"

The crybaby finally stopped crying and said softly: "I was a professional crybaby during my lifetime..."

Oh, there is this profession?

Su Bao and Su Hewen suddenly became interested and pricked up their ears.

"A professional weeper? Do you cry when someone else dies?" Su Bao asked.

The crybaby nodded: "Yes..."

"Birth, aging, illness and death are natural laws. Most of the time, the children and grandchildren are working outside, or the old man is over ninety or one hundred years old when he dies. Even if the children and grandchildren are sad, sometimes they cannot cry. If they cannot cry, they will be said to be unfilial."

"What should we do at this time? Just hire a professional mourner..."

The crybaby sniffed and said, "Back then, I was the most professional at crying, so everyone liked to invite me..."

Su He asked: "So you cried to death?"

The crybaby wants to speak but stops.

"This starts from when I was a child..."

"I loved crying when I was a child. My mother took me shopping. I saw toys that I wanted to buy, but my mother wouldn't give them to me, so I sat on the floor and cried."

"Sometimes my mother would beat me if she bothered me, and I would cry even more..."

"I can't get a drink of water, I can't get the one I want to pick up when I'm eating, I can't win an argument with my brothers and sisters... I'll cry."

Crybaby parents thought that if their children didn't cry, they would be fine when they grow up.

Who knew she would cry even more when she grew up.

I cry when I don’t want to go to school.

I cried when I couldn't keep up in school.

I cry when the teacher criticizes me, and I cry when the teacher praises me.

When writing a weekly diary, other classmates wrote a comment when the class teacher was correcting it. Hers only contained the word "read", and she also cried.

"In this way, I cried from elementary school to junior high school, from junior high school to high school, until I went to college..."

Su He asked: "You finally stopped crying when you went to college?"

The crybaby shook his head: "I got a boyfriend in college and cried even more."

Su Bao: "..."

Su He asked: "..."

Ji Chang: "..."

Yao Liyue was stuffing fruit into her mouth and glanced at the crybaby in her busy schedule.

Su Yichen sat behind his desk and corrected documents. He looked up from time to time to check whether Yao Ligyue had peeled the oranges he ate.

Anyway, he couldn't see or hear, so he could only guess what the crybaby said based on some questions asked by Su Bao and Su He.

The crybaby continued: "I was very happy when I first got a boyfriend. The first quarrel was three days into our relationship. He went to play basketball and I sent him a text message but he didn't reply to me."

Crybabies and stupid people are from about the same era. At that time, mobile phones were not common, and the more common communication tool was PHS.

"We started quarreling after we came back, and I cried when we quarreled."

"My boyfriend said that a text message costs only 20 cents. If we have anything to do, we can talk about it in person. There is no need to send so many text messages. I felt that he was stingy and didn't love me, so I broke up crying."

Just over these trivial matters, we would quarrel at every turn, and cry after the quarrel.

Finally, her boyfriend got annoyed with her and broke up with her.

"After we broke up, I cried for four years in college."

Su Bao, Su Hewen and Ji Chang: "..."

Can you cry for four years after a breakup?

"Why are you crying?" Su Hewen asked curiously.
Chapter completed!