Chapter 33: Three Questions from Relatives
Saturday night.
The streets were deserted, except for the occasional barking of dogs, and the silence was extreme.
Smack.
Smack.
Han Dong, who had just finished school, wore a blue and white school uniform, went home with a longing, and moved his limbs comfortably.
Although his tentative goal is to be three grades, he will strive to be admitted to the university. However, the five grades have been reached, and the run-in period has been greatly reduced, and they will be able to be admitted to the heavy capital, at least without worrying about losing the college entrance examination.
......
Inside the living room.
Shh
Han Dong took a sip of the hot egg drop soup, squinted his eyes, held the white and flawless large soup bowl in his palms, and thought secretly.
"Otherwise, don't tell your parents for the time being. β
He chewed the soft egg drop in one bite, and his eyes flashed with a hint of essence: "In case my parents don't approve of the martial arts path, it will be a little troublesome." It's better to wait until before taking the martial arts test...... If you can really achieve the three grades, you must be able to happily approve of your parents. β
Shh
Han Dong drank egg drop soup.
Mother Chen Shu sat next to her and said apologetically: "I forgot to buy pork ribs today, otherwise my mother will definitely not make egg drop soup, after all, pork rib soup is more nutritious." β
"It's fine. β
Han Dong hurriedly replied.
Xiao Qian, whose face was tender, barely reached the edge of the dining table with her small hands, revealing a pair of big eyes of longing and anticipation, watching her brother eat delicious food, and constantly swallowing saliva.
But she didn't say a word, just watched quietly.
"You kid. Chen Shu touched Xiaoqian's little head funny: "I brought you another bowl of egg drop soup, if you don't drink it, you want to grab a bowl with your brother." β
"Xiaoqian doesn't rob. β
Xiao Qian said crisply, a tangled look appeared on her face, pondered for a while, and simply plunged into Han Dong's arms.
If you can't see it, you won't be hungry.
Han Dong couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, his right arm gently hugged his sister Xiaoqian, and while coaxing Xiaoqian, he secretly thought about where to find the gray air flow tomorrow.
"Xiaodong. β
Chen Shu knocked on the dining table and said thoughtfully: "Your uncle came to call today, and he plans to invite our family to dinner at noon tomorrow...... Do you have time? If you don't have time, I'll let your dad push it. β
Brother-in-law?
Han Dong blinked twice.
Uncle Han Wenguang is the eldest brother of his father Han Wenzhi, about fifty years old. The uncle has a rough personality, but he is very good to Han Dong, often takes him out to play, and even gave Han Dong a smartphone.
"It's okay, it's just a meal anyway, and it won't take much time. After a moment of silence, Han Donglian said, "I may be a little late tomorrow, and I have to go to the same school to study first." β
Chen Shu nodded: "Yes, your study is more important, it doesn't matter if it's later." β
"Meat!"
A delicate little face suddenly came out of Han Dong's arms, and said happily: "Xiao Qian wants to eat meat, and Xiao Qian is also going." β
"Good. β
Chen Shu smiled and hugged Xiao Qian, and doted on Xiao Qian's shawl and black hair.
Shh
Han Dong drank the last bite of egg drop soup, letting the soft egg flowers fill his mouth with warmth, and letting the hot happiness flow peacefully in his heart.
"Mom. β
"I'll go back to my house first. β
He gently put down the white soup bowl, returned to the bedroom, and continued to practice the anode pile, trying his best to reduce the run-in period of muscles and bones, and trying to reach the fourth grade as soon as possible.
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Sunday noon.
A bustling intersection, surrounded by shopping malls and exquisite facades, with more pedestrians and some noisy, standing at the traffic light intersection waiting for passage.
"It was a good morning. β
Han Dong, who was wearing a black tracksuit, stood in the crowd, inconspicuous, quietly waiting for the red light to read the seconds: "That temple that can ring the bell actually has two traces of gray airflow, it's really lucky." I can feel that the musculoskeletal run-in period is passing little by little. β
He thought as he crossed the intersection along the zebra crossing.
There are young couples holding hands sweetly, middle-aged women pushing strollers, and men in formal clothes in a hurry, just like a scene in the world.
......
"Xiaoyu, where do you want to eat, pay your salary today, please have a big meal. β
"Wow, that's so good, I want to eat hot pot. β
......
"Hey, Mr. Wang?"
"I'm really sorry, please wait a while, I've already arrived downstairs in your company, and I'm really sorry for the traffic jam on the road just now...... Okay, okay! I went up immediately, thank you so much, thank you for your understanding. β
......
This is the normal life of a normal person.
Pity.
Since his rebirth, Han Dong has been destined to break away from the scope of normal life, because he knows very well that in this era of peaceful and prosperous Internet economy, there are those weird and terrible things lurking.
"Demons and monsters. β
Han Dong sighed lightly, walked to the opposite side of the street, and continued forward: "Even if I reach the martial arts level of the third grade, I will be vulnerable in front of these terrible things. But no matter how bleak and desperate it is, at least there is hope!"
Martial arts is the only hope that Han Dong seizes.
Smack.
Smack.
His eyes were contemplative, and he walked through the crowd of pedestrians, and soon came to the front of a stately hot pot restaurant.
There is a sign about ten meters long, hanging above the faΓ§ade: a product of the supreme fat cow.
In front of the door, there were three or four receptionists in work uniforms, who saw Han Dong walking towards the door and greeted Han Dong with a smile: "Sir, how many of you are there?"
Han Dong tugged at the corners of his mouth: "I'll go to the osmanthus fragrance room." β
Early this morning, the uncle has booked a private room on the second floor of the first grade of the supreme fat cow, and it is estimated that the parents and his sister Xiaoqian have already arrived.
"This way, please. β
One of the receptionists led Han Dong to the door of a private room on the second floor.
"Thank you. β
Han Dong said politely, and then pushed open the thick wooden door of the private room. He saw his father Han Wenzhi, his mother Chen Shu, his sister Xiaoqian, and his uncle Han Wenguang and cousin Han Zehui.
......
In the private room, the clear and transparent floor-to-ceiling windows set off the quiet atmosphere, and the simple glass round table highlights the dust-free environment.
Han Dong sat on the left side of the uncle.
"Haha, Xiaodong, this kid is much more mature than the last time we met. Han Wenguang's sideburns were white, and his body was a little fat, but his face was steady, not old at all, and he sighed: "This blink of an eye is so many years. β
"Xiaodong is about to take the college entrance examination, and Xiaohui is also a college student. β
He sighed twice.
Han Wenzhi chuckled and said, "Big brother, you haven't changed at all, you have to express your feelings every time before eating." β
"Hahaha. β
Han Wenguang shook his head and smiled, his eyes narrowing.
He and Han Dong's father and Han Wenzhi are brothers who are two years apart, they have grown up together since childhood, and they can be called brothers who treat each other with all their hearts. He really wanted to divide half of his company and give it to his younger brother Han Wenzhi, so that his younger brother would not work hard to do business.
Unfortunately, time has changed.
They all have their own families, and they have to be responsible for their families, and they can't go back to the past, and it's difficult to do their best to help each other.
"Alas. β
Han Wenguang exhaled and patted Han Dong on the shoulder: "Xiaodong, you have to study hard, you must not disappoint your father, you know...... It's really not easy to do business......"
He muttered a sentence, and half a sentence was stuck in his throat.
He is the eldest brother, he has no ability, and he can't help his younger brother.
"Big brother, the dishes are all served. We talked as we ate. Han Wenzhi waved his hand, he has been in a good mood recently, and his son Han Dongke has emphasized several times, and he can definitely be admitted to the heavy book.
"Good. β
Han Wenguang hurriedly adjusted his mood.
He sandwiched some fatty beef rolls, put them in the small pot in front of him, looked at Han Dong, who had a calm face and seemed to have confidence, and secretly bowed his head.
A hint of relief flashed in his eyes, he only had a pair of daughters. The eldest daughter Han Zemin has been graduating for almost two years and follows herself to take care of the company's affairs, and the second daughter Han Zehui is still in school and is a sophomore at Suhe Normal University.
"Xiaodong has really grown up, and it is different from the past. β
He picked up a slice of potatoes at random, put it in a small pot of boiling clear soup, and secretly thought, "Wen Zhi and I are brothers...... If Wen Zhi's second child is a boy, I want Xiaodong to succeed my account, and the company will also give Xiaodong half of it in the future. β
"It's a pity. β
"Akane is a girl. β
While thinking, he looked at the cheering Xiaoqian, whose little face was red, looking at the plate of meat rolls on the table, and was so excited.
"Ahem. Han Wenguang coughed twice without paying much attention, and turned his head to look at Han Dong: "Uncle hasn't had time to ask you, how is your academic performance?
As soon as the words fell, there was silence at the table.
Cousin Han Zehui combed her ponytail, wore youthful and energetic cotton wool short sleeves and cropped pants, and quietly glanced at Han Dong: "Fortunately, my sister has something to do today, otherwise I would definitely have to talk about the uselessness of learning knowledge, and I would have to educate Xiaodong." β
She stretched out her chopsticks, picked up a piece of tofu, and sighed inwardly.
Driven by Han Wenguang, the two families have frequent contacts, and she also knows very well that Han Dong's grades are similar to her back then, and it is difficult to take the university entrance examination.
I guess it's just an ordinary university.
"Well, at least it's a heavy one. Han Dong said softly: "Jiangnan University of Finance and Economics and Polytechnic University in Jiangnan City have been selected for the time being, and the specific choice depends on the results." β
Look at the results, there is nothing wrong.
It's just a martial arts grade grade, not a test paper score.
His words seemed to stir up a thousand waves with one stone, which made Han Zehui's face tremble, and the wooden chopsticks trembled and plunged into the white tofu.
Heavy capital??
So powerful!?
Han Wenguang was also quite surprised, looked at Han Wenzhi and Chen Shu who were smiling, and then glanced at Xiao Qian, who was staring at the fat cow roll without heart or lungs, and his shocked gaze fell on Han Dong's face.
He and his second brother Han Wenzhi are both from rural areas and have little education.
Therefore.
They all want the next generation to fulfill their regrets.
"Not bad. β
"Very nice. Han Wenguang put down his chopsticks and said: "It's a good thing to have confidence, Xiaodong, you work hard, if you are admitted to Chongben University, Uncle will give you a gift for the opening of the school." β
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