Chapter 2 2. If you don't have a knife in your hand, my sister is the cutest girl in the world
Chapter 2 2. If you don’t have a knife in your hand, my sister is the cutest creature in the world
Xuanhao looked at the time, it was 5:30 pm.
Of course, he was not looking forward to finishing work early. It was still too early. Dinner and late-night snacks were the most profitable times for takeout. Normally at this time, he would rush back to prepare dinner because his sister was probably about to get out of school. He would just grab a few bites for himself.
, and then go out and continue to make money.
But today, he was very lucky. He received a lot of orders and it was easy to deliver them. He had almost completed his goal for the day.
So he planned to take a morning job and pick up his sister from school. After all, making money was not as important as his sister.
"Ding... ring ring ring..."
The school bell rang, and students in school uniforms crowded out of the door.
Although there was a huge crowd of people and they were all wearing the same white school uniform, Xuanhao still found his sister at a glance.
One of the reasons is that my sister is beautiful. More importantly, there seems to be a vacuum around her. When walking, both boys and girls will subconsciously avoid it...
"well……"
Xuan Hao sighed and waved towards his sister.
The boys around looked at Xuan Hao as if they were mentally retarded. You are a delivery boy and you come to our school to pick up girls? What do you think?
But in the next scene they were petrified.
Following Xuanhao's gaze, Xuanya, who was expressionlessly walking out of the school gate, also noticed her brother.
It’s okay if you don’t want to pay attention... A group of people are wearing white school uniforms, and suddenly there is a yellow takeaway uniform in the middle, which is too eye-catching.
"puff"
Xuanya was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh.
Under the surprised eyes of the boys, Xuanya started to run.
"Damn it, am I reading that right? The one holding the book every day... started running?"
"She smiled, she smiled, she smiled at me, did you see it?"
Under the stunned gazes, Xuanya ran up to her brother.
"Oh, no! That's not true."
"No, no, maybe the goddess just ordered takeout."
"Yes, yes, yes, the goddess must be hungry. Damn it, I didn't notice."
Then, she got in the car. She sat sideways on the shabby-looking battery car with a faint smile on her face and her arms around the man's waist.
The battery car left, taking Xuanya with it without looking back. Her long hair was blown up by the majestic wind, and wherever it swept, there was heartbreak everywhere.
"Brother, why did you suddenly think of picking me up? You're so stupid." Xuanya was sitting in the back row and smiled.
"Tsk, you actually started to dislike your brother! It hurts." Xuan Hao was riding his bike and didn't look back, but you could tell from his voice that he was joking.
"No way? If I don't like it anymore, why don't I get in your car?" Xuanya curled her lips.
"Oh, woman."
"Tch, man!"
"Brother! You came to pick me up, does that mean there is no one to cook? So what are we going to eat tonight?" Xuanya thought of this very important thing.
"Um... I'm lucky today. I finish work early. How about I treat you to a nice meal?" Xuan Hao felt a little embarrassed.
"No, I'm saving money, and I still have a mortgage... How about we go shopping for groceries! I'll cook them for you tonight!" Xuanya thought for a moment.
"Um"
…
"Click"
"I'm back." Xuanya opened the door and shouted out of habit.
But there was no one in the house. Her brother was following her, carrying vegetables he had just bought from the market, not much, potatoes and vegetables.
Xuanhao originally wanted to buy meat, but his sister said that there was some leftover bacon at home and asked him to save some money, but he couldn't resist her.
"Brother, I'm going to cook." Xuanya took the food from Xuanhao's hand and ran into the kitchen excitedly, ready to cook.
"Well, I'll go downstairs to get the battery. Remember to open the door for me later."
"Okay~"
Xuanhao closed the door, and his sister's response was faintly heard from behind the door.
When we went downstairs, we came to the dilapidated parking shed. The motorcycles and battery cars in the community were all parked here. Because it is an old community and the security is not very good, we still cannot park casually downstairs.
There is a small room made of iron sheets next to the parking shed, with only a rag covering the contents inside. From the outside, you can vaguely see a bed inside, as well as some miscellaneous small objects. There is also a small room next to the small room.
A somewhat moldy wooden board, probably used to block the wind at night.
The person guarding the carport is an old man in his 60s or 70s, dressed in rags. He has been guarding the carport since Xuan Hao can remember, and he also lives here at night. Everyone will give him 20 yuan for parking fees every month.
The money is not much, after all, there are only a few dozen cars parked here, and the old man has to live.
"Good evening, Grandpa Zhong." Xuanhao greeted the old man.
At this time, the old man was drinking water from a stainless steel cup. There were patches of white paint on the surface of the cup, which looked a little old.
The old man put on his reading glasses, and Xuanhao handed over the key. There was a sticker on it, with incomprehensible marks drawn on it.
The old man has a bad memory. Sometimes when Xuan Hao greets him, he often can't remember who Xuan Hao is. So everyone who parks here will have symbols drawn by the old man on their keys, which only he can understand.
He can be sure that this person is indeed here to pick up the car.
After looking at the symbol, the old man smiled at Xuan Hao and waved his hand to indicate that he could enter.
Xuan Hao entered the parking shed and took out two batteries from the car, holding one in one hand and the kettle cord in his mouth.
"Young man, walk slowly and be careful not to fall."
The old man looked at Xuan Hao and smiled.
"Hmm... um"
Xuanhao carried the battery and the kettle in his mouth, and headed towards his home. There was a rusty iron door downstairs. The door was locked. You need to use a key to open it every time you go home. On the window on the first floor, it says "Commissary Shop"
"A few words, and a small door opened next to the window.
Xuanhao didn't have time in his hands and couldn't open the iron door. Every time he went home like this, he would borrow it from the "canteen" and said, "Good evening, aunt!"
"Hey, Xiaohao is coming back so early today?"
"Uh-huh."
I climbed up to the 7th floor in one breath and knocked on the door with my knees.
"Dong dong dong."
Soon the younger sister's voice sounded from inside: "Who?"
"Well!" Although it was a little unclear, my sister still heard his voice and opened the door for him.
"Pfft. Brother, what kind of look do you have?"
The younger sister was still wearing her school uniform, with an apron hanging in front of her and a kitchen knife in her hand.