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He really doesn't have this thing.
Cheng Che stared at Xing's eyes expressionlessly and explained seriously, "I didn't. I was just annoyed that I didn't have the right tools at hand when something happened. Besides, I could use them to sew clothes, or if the straps of my bags accidentally broke. I also have safety pins, but they are not suitable sometimes."
"pat-"
A soft sound.
The three people fell into silence as they looked at the bag that had fallen to the ground and the broken backpack straps.
Cheng Che looked down for a moment, then took out his sewing kit again and said calmly, "Look, isn't this being used?"
Xing blinked, "Maybe it can also be used to sew your mouth."
Cheng Che sat on the ground, skillfully threading the needle and sewing the straps of his backpack. Finally, he looked at the stitches against the light, then stood up with satisfaction, "Finished."
Xing looked at it carefully and said in confusion: "Your technique is very good, better than Sanyue's skill in sewing small dumplings."
Look, the stitches are even, the length looks like it has been measured, and it’s very straight!
"I learned it when I was a kid." Cheng Che glanced at Xing and put away his tool kit. "If your clothes are a little torn, you have to sew them yourself. If the clothes can't be repaired, you can throw them away and buy new ones."
star:……
Suddenly, it felt like Cheng Che had become poor all of a sudden.
Xing looked up at Cheng Che and asked in confusion, "But you are quite rich, and your family is rich too."
"Yes, but being able to spend money doesn't mean being able to waste it." Cheng Che explained in a low voice, and walked forward with his arm around Xing's arm, saying softly: "Besides, educating children not to be extravagant and wasteful should be done from a young age. When I grow up, this kind of education will be gone. After all, by then I can already distinguish between good and bad."
Xing nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly stopped.
Under the speechless gaze of the Black Swan, Xing raised her hand and looked at Cheng Che with sparkling eyes, "I have a flash of inspiration! Do you listen?"
Cheng Che: ...
Suddenly he understood Jing Yuan's feelings. He didn't really want to hear these three words now.
"You say." Cheng Che had a blank expression on his face, but he nodded after a long while.
Xing chuckled and analyzed seriously, "You said it's not a waste, but I think things like socks and underwear can be replaced directly when they are broken. After all, you pay attention to hygiene. Wearing such close-fitting clothes for too long is not good for your health."
Cheng Che's eyelids twitched, but he still nodded, "Yes."
"You said you don't waste clothes, but I think you have enough clothes to wear. Your wardrobe must be full, and you won't wash and replace clothes frequently because they are worn out." Xing said seriously, as if analyzing a major case. "Even if you need to mend clothes, they must be minor problems, such as buttons and zippers falling off. Things that can make you study stitches and sewing techniques seriously..."
At this point, Xing curled his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a sly smile, "It must be something you would never want to exchange for even if you die. Let me think about it..."
Under Cheng Che's cold gaze, Xing was unaware of it. She moved closer to Cheng Che and asked quietly, "The little doll you hold when you sleep! Or the adult clothes! Or the towel you won't let go of even when you sleep!"
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che looked at Xing expressionlessly, and for the first time, he had the urge to kill Xing in his heart, "You know too much!"
Xing laughed, completely ignoring Cheng Che's expression, and was about to say something else when he was interrupted.
The Rememberer from Liuguang Memory Court stood in the corridor, with no expression on his face, and asked loudly, "Are you guys going or not?"
Chapter 24 Extra
The crowd was noisy. Cheng Che was wearing a vest and loose shorts. He was sitting on his father's neck, holding a parasol in his hand. "Let's go to the Ferris wheel!"
Next to him, a somewhat nervous gold dust was held by a young man who had just reached adulthood. The expression on his face was hopeless. "It's so sunny, can't we go to a cooler place?"
"Why are you going out? Think carefully about how long it has been since you last played with me!" Without waiting for others to speak, Cheng Che reflexively retorted and loudly questioned, "You said you would play with me during the holidays!"
The young man rolled his eyes and sighed heavily, "Then go find Brother Tang, he loves you, let him book the whole place!"
"You are useless!" Cheng Che retorted again, "Why should we let Brother Tang book the whole place when we go out to have fun? Can't you just try to earn some money to book the whole place for your brother?"
"I'm just a loser. I just came back from the bitter cold exile place, and before I could even enjoy the floor heating at home, you forced me to work as a laborer in the south. I'm so tired." The young man sighed heavily, turned his head and looked at the two women walking hand in hand, "Mom, do we really have to carry these two children to queue?"
Hearing this, Mother Cheng raised her eyebrows slightly.
She glanced at her husband and son who were carrying their child, and held a small fan in her hand and blew it towards herself, "Of course, we agreed to a family activity, so of course we have to play together, but..."
Mother Cheng's eyes swept over the lively crowd around them, and she chuckled and said, "There's no atmosphere in a private room. You can still use the special channel to queue up. Don't waste time at this time."
At the side, Cheng Tan tilted his head, stretched out two fingers in disgust, grabbed his brother's clothes on the back and shook them, "Brother, how about you exercise? Look at your body. Last time, Brother Tang carried Che Che on his back for sixteen hours and he didn't even breathe."
Kakavasa is much lighter than Cheng Che. Look how tired he is.
Thinking of this, Cheng Tan couldn't help but sigh.
Hey, what should I do if my brother is weak?
She doesn't care about this kind of problem...
"I can walk by myself." Shajin lowered his head and said seriously, "I'm already this big, there's no need to hold me up all the time!"
"Don't move!" Cheng's elder brother quickly retorted, raising his eyelids and looking up, then he spoke, "I'm your brother, I'm very powerful, how can I not carry such a small thing like yours? If others tell me, I'll be laughed at to death, so just stay here."
Gold Dust: ...
Sha Jin clenched his palms and looked at Cheng Che blankly, "Cheng Che..."
A few days after the holiday make-up classes, I welcomed Cheng's elder brother who had returned from studying abroad for vacation. It was true that they could quarrel anytime and anywhere. I didn't know why this brother and the little kid Cheng Che could quarrel so much, and most of the time I felt like I was about to be mad to death.
"Stay still." Cheng Che instructed, patting his father's head, "Dad! Let's go to the Ferris wheel!"
Father Cheng sighed. The middle-aged boss succumbed to the tyranny of his own son and could only obediently walk towards the landmark building in front of him. "Cheche, do you want some ice cream? How about popcorn? Dad is in better health than your brother. I can spare one hand to hold a bucket of fried chicken for you."
Cheng Che shook his head and analyzed seriously, "Let's go buy it under the Ferris wheel, then go up to eat, go around and eat, then come down to wash hands and continue playing."
Father Cheng nodded, glanced at his wife and daughter, and walked forward. He also took the umbrella from his daughter's hand and tilted it to cover the woman in the family who was more delicate than Cheng Cheche.
Sha Jin was stunned for a moment and was about to say something when he was interrupted.
A hand was raised from below and patted Shajin's hand. Brother Cheng's voice sounded in a slightly speechless tone, "Brother, don't pull my hair. The hair of contemporary Liuzi is an endangered species."
Sha Jin was startled and quickly let go, but unexpectedly his body fell backwards.
I was caught before the feeling of weightlessness fully set in.
Sha Jin met a pair of puzzled brown eyes and was stunned.
Brother Cheng hugged his new brother and sighed helplessly. He then held the child in his arms and quickly followed the large group in front. He whispered, "Talk more. It would be great if you could be like Cheche, the one who wants someone to sew his mouth shut with pins. Don't be nervous. It's okay for us to complain when we go out to play as a family, but there aren't that many conflicts."
Sha Jin was stunned, because he was held in his arms and could only look down at the head in front of him.
She has short black hair, but it's not as delicate as Cheng Che's. She would curl her hair when she was a child.
There was sweat on his forehead and he was panting, but he still held me steadily.
Shajin hesitated for a moment, rested his chin on the young man's head, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, so did Cheng Che have any fun things when he was a child?"
Well, reasonable.
Bring the two of you closer by opening up topics through your common interpersonal relationships.
By the way, you can also find out about Cheng Che, so that you can make fun of Cheng Che in the future.
Hearing this, the young man was slightly stunned, and after thinking for a while, he spoke, "There are so many things. For example, when he was just born, he was like a monkey, crying all the time. He would only stop crying when Brother Tang coaxed him. But when he grew up, he disliked Brother Tang, saying that he was coaxing his little lover outside every day and didn't care about him..."
It's quite squeamish, but it feels a bit too exclusive.
It’s not the feeling of a child who is reluctant to share his snacks and toys with others, but a kind of... very strange possessiveness.
Sha Jin nodded thoughtfully and looked up at the child who was sitting on his father's neck not far away and giving directions.
“Don’t be afraid.” Brother Cheng raised his hand and patted Shajin’s head. He held his new brother and followed the people in front of him. He lowered his voice and said, “Although Cheche and I often quarrel, it’s a matter of aura. He won’t bully you. He will only take you to climb trees and walls and cause trouble everywhere.”
Gold Dust: ...
The sentence added later can be deleted. He has already seen how strong Cheng Che's fighting ability is.
Cheng Che is better at inflicting mental damage rather than physical damage. He not only speaks fast but also talks a lot. The most terrifying thing about him is his crow's mouth. Although his crow's mouth is not that outrageous in his hometown, it can indeed cause great harm to ordinary people.
"Would you like me to give you a thermos cup as a birthday present?"
A calm voice came from the side. Cheng Che pulled his father's hair, frowned and looked at the two people who fell behind the team. He stared at his brother, "I can take out a hundred yuan from my New Year's money to buy you a thermos cup. Drink more wolfberries. You are so weak that you are exhausted even if you go to an amusement park. Are you secretly playing with something weird outside while studying abroad?"
Brother Cheng raised his head and said, "Does your mouth feel uncomfortable if you don't say a few words? Can I go buy you a Band-Aid?"
"No, I'll pick out a thermos cup for you. It has to be one hundred yuan, no more." Cheng Che had a blank expression on his face.
Brother Cheng sneered, "You? One hundred yuan? Brother, if you want to buy spicy noodles now, you have to write an application to Brother Tang. Why are you pretending to be rich in front of me?"
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che tilted his head and suddenly poked his father, "Dad, he said I have no money, which is equivalent to saying that you are poor. He despises our family and wants to be someone else's son. He is unfilial and he doesn't love you anymore."
Chapter 664 Are you hungry?
When the Black Swan finally couldn't stand it anymore and was about to run away, the two underage nameless guests from the Star Train finally gave up the action of popping bubbles, turned around and looked at the Black Swan, and said seriously and solemnly, "Go, go, go!"
Black Swan took a deep breath, closed his eyes and suppressed the irritation in his heart.
Hey, these two people seem very interesting, but they seem a bit self-suppressing and always easily provoke the irritability in their hearts.
"What is a real dream like?" Xing followed behind Black Swan and asked in confusion, "So... is this what the family wants to hide?"
"I don't know, but it should be different from Pinocchio's current dream." Cheng Che looked around and said softly, "There is danger, but the danger should be... within the control of fate."
Maybe a small knife, a big knife...
Forget it, with the word "collapse", it is very likely that you will start with a big sword.
Xing stroked his chin, observing everything around him with his peripheral vision, and whispered, "So where do you think the problem lies?"
"Disharmony within harmony, in Pinoconi..." Cheng Che was confused for a moment, holding a needle to pop all the bubbles passing by, "The historical legacy of the prison? The three missing nameless guests? And the missing star god? All are possible..."
star:……
Xing turned her head to look at Cheng Che, "Why are you so imaginative?"
"At times like this, we should use our imagination." Cheng Che spread his hands and said calmly, "Using our imagination to guess and infer is a very effective way to find the truth. If we have to wait for evidence to appear, then it will be too late."
Xing blinked and turned away, "That makes sense."
The black swan had already lost all its temper due to the chattering of these two unknown guests, and it walked silently in the front, acting as a guide.
Other than that, she didn't want to say anything!
"Snapped--"