The street is still the same street, the building is still the same building, even the broken street lamps have not changed, Chen Hansheng stood at the door of his house, he wanted to knock on the door gently, but as soon as he raised his hand, there was a sound of "dong dong", and he couldn't help shouting: "Mom, I'm back." ”

"Squeak".

The wooden door inside was opened first, and a middle-aged woman in her forties appeared in Chen Hansheng's sight, she opened the door and reprimanded unceremoniously: "What are you arguing about, the whole building hears your voice, such an adult, you don't bring a key when you go out." ”

"It's still a familiar recipe, it's still a familiar taste. Chen Hansheng thought to himself.

The environment has a memory function, for example, on the night of thunder, the staff on duty in the Forbidden City often see the palace maid walking on the red wall, it is said that this is because when thunder was in the past, the magnetic field memorized the previous picture and stored it on the wall.

Chen Hansheng was still a little apprehensive in his original mentality, but his mother Liang Meijuan's opening suddenly pulled him back to his memory 17 years ago, and the mode of getting along has hardly changed.

Entering the house with the old lady's fierce eyes, Chen Hansheng didn't feel anything, but felt that the living room was too stuffy, he flipped through the sofa to find the remote control: "It's so hot and I don't know how to turn on the air conditioner, what about my dad?"

Liang Meijuan said while taking out the iced watermelon from the refrigerator: "As soon as I came back, I knew that the air conditioner was on, and your father hadn't gotten off work yet." ”

Seeing the iced watermelon, Chen Hansheng smiled "hehe": "My mother still loves me." ”

"There's only one mouth left. ”

Liang Meijuan looked at her lively son, she was actually quite satisfied, but her tone still pretended to be very stern: "What about the admission letter?"

Chen Hansheng casually threw the envelope containing the admission letter on the dining table: "Here." ”

"I'm going to die!"

Liang Meijuan hurriedly picked it up and confirmed that the envelope was not stained with watermelon juice, so she slapped Chen Hansheng with a spatula lightly and heavily: "Little rabbit, do you want to go to college?" ”

Liang Meijuan cautiously took out the admission notice, and looked at the sentence on the red cover, "Chen Hansheng is hereby admitted to study in 'public administration', please come to the university to report on September 1, 2002 with this notice", and she smiled even more.

Although domestic universities began to expand their enrollment in 1999, the current influence is not so far-reaching, and the value and reputation of college students can be maintained for a while.

Especially Liang Meijuan's maiden and nephews were not admitted to college, although her son is not very obedient, he is still very competitive in his studies.

Although it's only two, you can still go to graduate school in the future.

Liang Meijuan was thinking in her heart, Chen Hansheng gobbled up half of the watermelon, patted his belly and went to the bathroom to take a shower, Liang Meijuan reacted: "Let the water boil for 10 minutes first, otherwise you will catch a cold." ”

Now there is still a solar water heater at home, and you have to burn it for a while before taking a bath, Chen Hansheng didn't listen, picked up his clothes and walked in: "On such a hot day, of course it's comfortable to take a cold shower." ”

"Stinky boy!"

Liang Meijuan couldn't persuade her, so she could only rely on Chen Hansheng, she turned her head and looked at the admission letter, and suddenly felt a sense of relief in her heart.

Raising a child until college is a lot of work, both financially and mentally.

"In another four years, Lao Chen and I will be able to relax, and then help bring our grandchildren, and we won't want anything else in this life. ”

This is the little day that Liang Meijuan, a middle-aged woman in Hong Kong City, is looking forward to.

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Chen Hansheng took a cold shower happily, and then looked at himself in the mirror blankly, young, healthy, full of vitality, covering his eyes that was an 18-year-old face.

When you open your eyes, you can always find a depth in it that doesn't belong to this age.

Chen Hansheng suddenly stretched out his finger, poked heavily on the mirror and said: "Since I sent Lao Tzu back, then I must do something, although I will not be short of money for normal development, but so much is boring!"

At this time, Chen Hansheng heard the sound of the iron door and the sound of talking in the living room, he restrained his serious expression, put on a loose home shirt and underwear, and walked out of the door with a big grin and shouted: "Lao Chen is back!"

There was a tall middle-aged handsome man standing in the living room, and Chen Hansheng's appearance was six points similar to him.

This is Chen Hansheng's father Chen Zhaojun, but the personalities of these two men are very different.

Chen Zhaojun said very little, Liang Meijuan often said that he "can't play a fart for half a day", but this son has an active mind and doesn't care much about the rules.

So even if his only son said hello, Chen Zhaojun only gave a faint "um", but noticed that Chen Hansheng had just taken a shower and there were water droplets on his back, Chen Zhaojun silently walked over and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner in the living room.

Before Chen Hansheng had time to talk to the old man, Liang Meijuan took Chen Hansheng's changed pants, took out a pack of cigarettes from them, and put them on the table with a "snap": "Okay, Chen Hansheng, have you learned to smoke secretly?"

This is the Hongjin Mausoleum that Chen Hansheng "seized" from the head teacher Lao Xu, and he forgot to hide it just now, but he was found by Liang Meijuan.

Chen Hansheng's expression didn't change much: "Lao Xu stuffed it to me, he said that I did a good job in the college entrance examination this time, and gave me a pack of cigarettes to comfort me." ”

"Fart!"

Liang Meijuan didn't believe it at all: "How can there be a head teacher who gives students cigarettes, Chen Zhaojun, you still don't care about your son." ”

Chen Zhaojun didn't want to get involved in the "war" of the mother and son at all, and was about to quietly walk into the bedroom, but Liang Meijuan didn't let him go at all.

Lao Chen glanced at his indifferent son and his angry wife, and finally decided to stand on his wife's side.

"It's too early to smoke, even if you take into account the need for communication, at least you have to wait until you officially go to college, and I'll put this pack of cigarettes away first. ”

Chen Zhaojun put the cigarette in his pocket as he spoke, Chen Hansheng thought that it would be cheap for Lao Chen to go around and around, but he was embarrassed to come back by himself, and he didn't carry something in his hand.

Forget it, this pack of cigarettes is a welcome gift!

Chen Hansheng thought generously, and then the family began to eat, Liang Meijuan discussed with Chen Zhaojun while eating: "You remember to take a good leave, and then we will send Hansheng to college together." ”

Chen Zhaojun nodded, and Chen Hansheng shook his head.

"I'll just report it myself, and you can do whatever you want. ”

Liang Meijuan glared at her: "It's a few hundred kilometers, and there are still thousands of yuan in tuition." ”

"I'm carrying it the same. Chen Hansheng said.

In the past, Chen Hansheng didn't let his parents send it to the report, and now he won't, but in 2002, he basically paid in cash when he went to college, and he was very nervous when he took the bus with thousands of yuan.

"Also. ”

Chen Hansheng paused and said: "If it weren't for the fact that our family's conditions are not suitable for applying for student loans, I don't care to take advantage of the country with fake materials, I would like to apply for student loans." ”

"!"

Liang Meijuan put down her chopsticks and said: "Although our family is not rich, it is no problem for you to go to college, you don't want to play any moths for my mother, learn some knowledge honestly." ”

Liang Meijuan still knows her son very well, and she has too many ideas and is not controlled.

Chen Hansheng didn't listen at all: "Anyway, I've thought about it, except for the first semester, I won't ask you for tuition and living expenses in the future, I'll find a way to make money by myself!"

"You dare!"

Liang Meijuan's willow eyebrows are upside down.

"What don't you dare!"

Chen Hansheng replied with a stiff neck.

"Chen Zhaojun, you come to make an evaluation!"

is still the old rule, whenever there is a disagreement between mother and son, Lao Chen has to be the referee, and this habit has continued into the future.

Chen Zhaojun thought about it seriously, and said slowly: "Hansheng is a man, and it is appropriate to have the idea of breaking through, but you can't fall behind in learning." ”

Seeing that Chen Zhaojun also supported Chen Hansheng, Liang Meijuan was unhappy: "How well-behaved this child was when he was a child, and then you said that boys should cultivate independent character, tenacity, and sense of responsibility, and always support him to complete some strange ideas, so in the end, the old lady didn't listen to his words." ”

However, the family democracy vote was 2 to 1, which was considered a form through Chen Hansheng's proposal to "report alone" and "work to make money", and Liang Meijuan was still sullen when she rested at night.

Chen Zhaojun comforted his wife: "Hansheng's study may not be the best, but if you pay attention to observation, his hands-on ability and emotional intelligence are stronger than many of his peers, which will be more obvious after he enters the society." ”

In his previous life, Chen Hansheng started his own business just after graduating from university, and he was defeated again and again, and finally succeeded, which has a lot to do with Lao Chen's deliberate cultivation.

"Little rabbits, before you know it, are starting to be sensible. ”

Liang Meijuan muttered to herself.

Lao Chen smiled: "My family has a son who has just grown up. ”

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