Han Jinglun works in the company's business management department.

He has worked diligently and conscientiously for more than 20 years, suffering from not being promoted without a college diploma and not being favored by the goddess of fate. However, he pretended to be high-minded, looked up at his superiors, but couldn't lift his arms, and he stumbled for several years, so he had to sit and wait for death.

Usually, a few frustrated people drink tea together and complain, depreciating the system, but no one has the courage of Mr. Wuliu.

But he never forgot to teach Sirui and instill the idea of the supremacy of diplomas, but he was busy outside all the year round, and it was rare for him to return home to personally guide him, so he had to send some books on time for his son to read.

When he was in high school, he was excellent in character and learning, and he repeatedly excelled in the county's exams in language and physics, and he was good at the college entrance examination. It's a pity that the family situation is not good, so I can only go to the army, so I regret it for life.

All kinds of love and expectations are pinned on his son.

The books he sent to Sirui are very distinctive, as if they were eating, first the main meal, and then some fruits and desserts after eating, to help digestion, often send some study materials first, and then send some extracurricular reading materials. The guidance work all falls on Han's mother.

Han's mother is a typical husband and child-like woman, and she dedicates all her knowledge to her son.

Si Rui is playful by nature, and where can he eat the books sent by Han's father in the playful season.

Although these books are chicken ribs and tasteless to eat, it is a pity to discard them, but they can be shown off in front of their partners. Han's mother's Yin Yin teachings, he couldn't absorb them, he played with his friends all day long, and wasted most of his childhood.

Han's mother hated from love to hate, and hated to learn from Meng's mother to move and raise children. Not long after this idea, Han Jinglun divided the house for the construction of the company's community, and took the mother and son to the small city in the north, but he also wished.

Sirui is far away from his partner, and his childlike innocence suddenly leaps to old age, and his heart is sad with gray hair, and he misses his hometown like a lover.

Han's mother is a woman, a woman is water, when she meets a square, when she meets a round, she is round, but she rejuvenates herself, plays cards with the fellow villagers in the yard and relaxes her heart to do beauty, and she is happy.

Sirui's grades in school were not good, and Han's father's books were not enough for him to take out and show off, so he retreated to bragging about it.

Everyone figured out his path and confidence, despised him from the bottom of their bones, regarded him as non-existent in the air, and privately called him a "Southern Barbarian". Si Rui's brain is still quite sober, and he ridicules everyone for being a full "lower riba person".

Everyone thought they were unlucky and avoided it.

In the future, some people like to read, and they found that where the "lower riba people" are people, it clearly refers to popular songs. Hates short-sightedness, broad but not refined, and is deprived of the right to be a man by a song.

Angry, everyone looked for Sirui theory.

Sirui achieved his goal, decisively withdrew his troops, and ignored it.

The crowd was angry, saying that this kid was so full that he was looking for a beating.

He was single, outnumbered, and his vitality was greatly damaged, and he was about to find a wooden stick and two legs to form a triangular stable structure when he walked, and he was severely reprimanded by Han's father.

Han's mother loved her son very much, cooked dishes to comfort her son, and asked him to interact more with the people of this hospital in the future.

Reluctant to shut himself up, Sirui is trying to open her door and meet a lot of friends in the city.

Han's mother found that the words she said were like spilled water, and they were quickly evaporated without a trace, so she reluctantly gave up the time to play cards with others to accompany her son to study at home, thinking that in this way she could avoid evaporation.

But she didn't know the theory that water would evaporate at any temperature, and that the words of education would not stick to her son's body like a plaster and seep into the bone marrow.

Sirui is also smart, knowing that her mother loves to play cards when she goes to the city, and she often gets carried away and is fascinated. I think of the strategy of "hiding from the sky and crossing the sea" in the 36 plans - holding a large pile of textbooks and pretending to be familiar with them, remembering the teachings of poetry and saints - striving to "break" the word.

Seeing her son working so hard, Han's mother thought that her son had been probationed, and she was happy to retire, and at the same time carried forward the spirit of nails, plunged into the circle of friends, took out her son's strength to make up for his homework, and devoted herself to poker activities.

At the end of the high school entrance examination, Sirui failed miserably.

Han's mother was heartbroken, heartbroken to heartbroken, busy asking people to find relationships, Si Rui reluctantly entered an ordinary high school, and prayed for the first time in her life that God would have twelve years of compulsory education.

I was accustomed to a nourishing life in key schools in elementary school and junior high school, and suddenly fell into an ordinary school on the outskirts of the city, like a rich daughter who married into the countryside, and felt disillusioned by everything.

Fortunately, this feeling only lasted in my heart for a few days, and then melted away with the passion of residential life.

Entering the residential school life, Si Rui's majesty towards the family seems to be outside, and the king's life is not affected.

Han's father, the head of the family, finally talked to him and wanted to deduct his living expenses, so scared that Sirui even said goodbye to football, and made up for his results, which was more important than his body.

Seeing the college entrance examination coming, he was at a loss in his eyes, but his mental state was like riding a bicycle in the fog, not knowing the situation ahead, but there was luck in his heart, and his feet were involuntarily mechanically pedaling.

Xiaoqing Wu Dawei came to Sirui early this morning, and it was Han Jinglun who opened the door.

Xiaoqing greeted her.

Father Zhou and Father Han used to work together in the same department, and the two families knew each other very well, he remembered that she hadn't come to the house for a while, and when she saw her today, she gave a warm call, greeting the situation at home, and said, "I heard that your brother-in-law is here, why don't you come to the house to play." ”

Xiaoqing smiled and said, "He just arrived, and he was tired from the journey, so he will come to see you every two days." ”

Father Han said: "Then I have time to take him for a walk, and Si Rui will go to greet him on my behalf." Young people, it's always good to have more contact with these people who have made a difference, and to have a long experience. ”

Sirui is most afraid of seeing people, and only responds with his mouth.

Wu Dawei said to Father Han: "Uncle Han is right, we should have more contact with these talented people. He winked at Sirui as he spoke.

Si Rui comprehended on the side, thinking that the nouveau riche is undoubtedly like a diamond ring in a woman's hand, used to decorate her vanity, so books are indispensable and inevitable, and they are a compulsory course to show off to others.

The first class of the tutoring class was English, and the three people who signed up for math tutoring leisurely drank mung bean porridge in the porridge shop not far from the school gate.

Sirui saw that this breakfast shop was very small, but the name was very special - "Lotus Xiangyuan", which was quite elegant, but students who didn't understand the meal called it "Red Bean House", which was intimate as if calling the name of a lover's milk.

He told the two of them about this idea, and Xiaoqing explained, "It's just a conventional name." It's just that it's closer to the school and quieter than the cafeteria, and most of the students who come here are a man and a girl, so it's used to being called. ”

Wu Dawei said: "The shopkeeper simply changed the name, it is better to hang Wang Wei's poems, and the business will be better." It's interesting to think about red beans and eat mung beans. However, red beans are highly poisonous, and eating them kills people invisibly. This store should be called the Valley of Despair, haha. ”

Siri knew what he meant. When Xiaoqing said this, she was really talkative just now, and she shot herself in the foot with a stone, no wonder someone always looked this way.

The three of them have become the laughing stock of others, and Wu Dawei is scolding himself for being a superfluous foot and desecrating this place.

Xiaoqing said: "The most afraid of students calling this is not the teacher but the boss." Because this place was supposed to serve fast food, but everyone used this place as a café, a bowl of porridge can be drunk for half an hour, you see the boss smiling, and he can't wait to give an eviction order, no wonder the things here are expensive - you wait a minute, I'll call a friend. ”

Si Rui smiled and said to Wu Dawei: "Look, as soon as she leaves, I will drag you into homosexuality again - I would rather go back to the Internet than spoil your fun." ”

Wu Dawei said: "I can't see that you are so vulgar, others laugh at your poor grades, and I don't see your waist bent." I like to talk about it. I think this school is much more tacky than ours, the more focused it is, the more distorted my heart becomes!"

Sirui doesn't smoke, and when he smells it, he wants to go out and breathe. The girl next to her scolded in a disgusting voice, causing the flower messengers to stare at Wu Dawei one after another.

Dawei is tall and doesn't care, looking down condescendingly, pumping more comfortably.

Xiaoqing lived up to his expectations, and led a girl with a similar head to sit beside him.

Sirui is in a superior geographical location, and from a distance, she saw that this girl was dressed in green tones and came briskly, suppressing the dull autumn mood outside the window, and she was so comfortable that she wanted to return to the vibrant spring in her heart. I can't help but feel pity when I look at it, I can't help but feel it at the third glance, like a cat staring at food.

Wu Dawei sat next to him and couldn't face it, he was blocked back by the spring, and he protested angrily in his heart, so he had to twist his neck and couldn't help but sneak a glance, and he couldn't bear to glance at it again, and he couldn't bear to glance at it again. It's like looking at a painting, trying to find its mysteries.

Suddenly it became clear that if a woman could tell where her beauty was, it would be her sorrow, just as it would be not surprising that delicious food knew its formula. Xiaoqing is obviously dwarfed by this girl, as if the works copied by art students have been familiar with thousands of times in their hearts, and they have long been boring.

The girl didn't wait for Xiaoqing's introduction, and made fun of her generously: "Xiaobao, do you still bring two bodyguards with you to make up the class?"

"Neuropathy - okay, let me introduce, Han Sirui Wu Dawei, Ninth Middle School, we are in one hospital. Lin Yixin, my good sister. ”

Wu Dawei was originally depressed, disgusted that he was blocked out of the spring because of his bad position, and when he heard Xiaoqing rank his name after Sirui, he was even more uncomfortable, and protested: "Hey, we are risking death to come to class with you, you introduce you to the introduction, why bother to bring Jiuzhong into it again." "In the blink of an eye, she regarded it as her friend.

Xiaoqing said with a straight face: "It's a shame that I don't even dare to tell my own school." I'm for your own good, so as not to be embarrassed if you can't answer the questions in class later. ”

Sirui sat on the mountain and watched the tiger fight, happy in the clouds, and asked Lin Yixin: "Which school is your junior high school?" ”

Wu Dawei immediately got rid of the war: "Hehe, Yixin is not the sixth middle school, right?" In his tone, it seems that the beauties of his alma mater can't escape his eyes.

Lin Yixin said: "Why is it not the sixth middle school, I am glad that we are alumni." ”

Wu Dawei stretched out his hand and said in surprise: "Oh, we haven't known each other in a school for three years, but now we can know each other in the south and the north, this world is so wonderful, it's really fate." Yu Bi looked stunned and felt that he was in junior high school.

Si Rui's words were said by him first, and he drank porridge with a dull head, which was tasteless. Xiaoqing waved her hand and said: "Okay, okay, people don't believe in Buddhism, and it's fate, Bai is excited." ”

Lin Yixin smiled and said, "I accept this fate, and I am naturally happy to meet the alumni." Don't your teachers organize make-up classes for students during the holidays? ”

Si Rui was surprised that she would ask such a boring question, and suddenly understood that this was a common problem of good students, so she preemptively changed the topic and said, "When will your make-up class end?" ”

Yixin said: "Don't worry, I heard that the teacher of the make-up class will also open a cram school on Saturdays and Sundays. ”

Sirui almost asked again: "Then are you coming?" Seeing Wu Dawei laughing at him, he felt embarrassed and quickly shut up.

The teacher in the class startled Si Rui, and Xiaoqing said that it was a teacher around 50 years old who gave a lecture. But this teacher's youth made him feel that his youth was gone, his youth was gone, and he was much older psychologically.

The teacher put the briefcase aside, brushed his shiny hair with his hand, and said with a smile: "Oops, it's hot, what the hell weather." Okay, let's relax, don't make the atmosphere too stiff, your graduation comments are not written by me, don't be too restrained to listen to my class, let's not do the same in the classroom, everyone makes the atmosphere lively. ”

Sirui subconsciously looked up and looked around, except for the teacher who was twitching the fine skin and tender flesh on his face on the stage alone, the students were all smiling below and sitting leisurely like an interviewer watching him perform.

Lin Yixin next to him didn't bother to raise his head, waving his pen as if he was writing a letter. Looking fixedly, Wu Dawei beside him blocked him with his arm, he was not as tall as him, he couldn't look down, and he was so anxious that he died, as if he couldn't see the papers of the students next to him in the exam.

Wu Dawei was obviously aware of this and raised his arm higher. Xiaoqing didn't look up, gesturing and communicating with the classmates she knew around her.

In contrast, only he seemed to be a student who came to listen to the class, his neck stretched out like a giraffe, and he suddenly felt contrived and bowed his head in shame.

The teacher stepped down from the podium and said, "The purpose of my class is to break the rules, be open-minded, and think differently. Okay, I'll come up with a few questions, let's warm up our brains first. ”

Si Rui smelled a pungent smell of perfume below, and looked up to see that the teacher was walking leisurely towards him with both hands behind his back after finishing the question, and he was surprised in his heart, so he hurriedly took a pen and stared at the blackboard.

When he got closer, he caught a glimpse of this man smearing makeup on his face like a woman to make a mask, and he had to look old, and he thought with disdain that time was like a plaything in his hands. At this moment, he walked 20 years ago, and as soon as he washed his face, he ran to 30 years later. Although he taught mathematics, Einstein's theories were the most comfortable to apply, and he didn't have to walk as fast as light, standing still and reaching out to rub a handful of powder on his face, and time was playing in the palm of his hand.

In the past, I only knew that women were masters of dealing with time, and they had the skill of rejuvenation, and I didn't want this man to learn from this skill.

Looking at his face again, I regretted that he had become a teacher of mathematics in vain. That obvious collapsed nose couldn't stand up no matter how much he rescued it with cosmetics, and the three-dimensional geometry was a white study.

Siri thought about this and came to the conclusion that he understood why to be a good painter is to have a good understanding of mathematics and geometry in the first place. His slump nose can't be saved by Da Vinci.

The more I thought about it, the more interesting it became, and when I turned my nose back and walked to the front, I couldn't help but laugh out loud, alarming the three people who were studying the topic.

Wu Dawei is better at math than Sirui, and he is barely enough to discuss the topic with the two girls. The three of them asked him why he was laughing, but Sirui didn't say anything, seeing that people were working on the topic, he couldn't get involved, and he played with a pen on the table in frustration.

The topic that the nose saw stumped everyone, and he said that the thinking should be open, to be bold, and to recite the poem cleverly, saying that there is no way out of doubt, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

Sirui listened to his nonsense and understood that being a teacher is really a very idle profession, just like Goldbach's conjecture, he doesn't need to prove it, he can easily leave it to future generations, and he can enjoy his reputation. If a few stupid boys prove it quickly, there will be no such figure in the history of mathematics.

Fortunately, I was able to solve the problem by myself, and I left my pride in my lifetime. No one raised their hands to answer a few questions after class, everyone casually said a few ideas, and the nose was inevitably praised, and the topic was solved, and the time was just one class, and a hand was raised to let everyone take a break, before opening the briefcase and taking out a few books on the podium, and came out to blow the wind.

Dawei raised his mother's finger and praised: "It's not simple Yixin, this topic has already been solved, why didn't you say it just now." ”

Yi Xin smiled: "Why do you want to say it when you solve it, it's all Xiaoqing's guidance, and your ideas are not bad." ”

Sirui was bored and stood up to walk out.

Xiaoqing asked, "Sirui, what were you laughing at just now?" ”

"Yes. Wu Dawei echoed: "If there are any jokes, say them and share them together." ”

Sirui was waiting for Yixin to speak, but the latter didn't repeat what the two of them said, looking up at him with a smile.

Sirui couldn't stand her eyes, and as soon as she told her what she had just learned, the two beauties immediately laughed.

David twitched his face and exhaled with his nose in disdain.

The two classes were the same. Wu Dawei relied on the advantage of discussing the topic with the two girls, and asked Lin Yixin for a phone number.

Han Sirui said less than three words to others in total, couldn't speak, pricked up his ears and tried his best to remember the string of numbers in his heart, but unfortunately his ears didn't block the number, so that it slipped out of the other ear, and he was lonely.

Zhou Xiaoqing walked behind him and looked at him playfully: "What, disappointed." It's okay, I'll just tell you no. ”

Sirui panicked: "How is it possible - hehe, I don't have a habit of calling. "When you think about talking to this girl, you have to be vigilant at all times, be on guard, and think about all kinds of problems like you are studying your homework, otherwise you will inevitably have a weak heart.

Xiaoqing smiled and patted him on the shoulder and blinked and said, "Okay, you're just duplicitous, don't I know you yet." ”

Sirui was so frightened that she was sweating, and instinctively laughed twice to hide her guilt.

When I returned home, I was bored, and I didn't bother to flip through the textbooks, so I ran to the Internet café bored, found that there was no extra machine, and walked into the bookstore to pass the time.

He laughed at those books, as if they had been ordered by heaven to come to him for a love idiot. What "Love Acceptance Ceremony", "Thirty-six Strategies for Chasing Women", "Love Attack and Annihilation War" and so on.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly when I opened a book, and admired the author of "The Art of War" in my heart, and his magical powers were so vast that he benefited all walks of life and all kinds of things.

Love is originally war, but I didn't take the lead.

I thought that Yixin would be unable to protect herself now and talk to Wu Dawei on the phone to complain about her loyalty, but she was reduced to reading books and learning love tricks, which is really sad, ridiculous and contemptible.

Chinese people have always had the mentality of "impression kills people". Today, Wu Dawei talked speculatively with others, and of course the first impression will not be blurred in her heart. I'm afraid this is her first love, and it will be hard to forget in the future. I only talked two nonsense words to others, which is not worthy of her heart, let alone leaving a good impression.

Thinking about it became more and more boring, and I couldn't go back.

Han Jinglun asked him about the make-up class, and after a few perfunctory words, he returned to the bedroom to read the magazine.

When the phone came from the living room, he didn't pay attention to it. Han's mother pushed the door in and asked him who the girl who had a make-up class was.

Sirui's clumsy thinking in math class suddenly seemed like a lubricant, and the ghost made the gods almost work, and Lin Yixin's image clearly appeared in his mind, only she and Xiaoqing knew herself in the make-up class, Xiaoqing's voice was familiar to Han's mother, and the caller was not - jumped out of bed like flying, ran to the phone, and greeted without thinking: "Hello." ”

Sure enough, Lin Yixin asked him if he was free at night.

Sirui suppressed his excitement and said, "Yes." "I happily thought that I was the mythical god of the lamp in front of her, and that the thousand-year-old loneliness was swept away, and that she would be on call to fulfill the wishes of her master, even if she was a slave.

Lin Yixin said that he was now at a relative's house in an urban village, and it was not too early to go back, and asked him if he liked to eat barbecue. There is a good barbecue restaurant not far from the place where the make-up class is made, and I asked him to meet him there and told him to eat less for dinner.

Sirui hung up the phone, didn't think about the ins and outs of the phone, didn't ask who else, the brain was chaotic and thought that the other party only made an appointment with him, and he was comfortable like taking a hot bath, happily not knowing how to pass the rest of the time, this problem can be discussed with the collapsed nose.

He wanted sleep to be the best way to pass the time, but how could he sleep now? Finally, I turned on the TV to watch the show, and I didn't want to watch romance movies in the past, but now I have a taste to watch.

Han Jinglun saw his son fall all of a sudden, and he was so angry that he wanted to blow up the TV station, saying: "I thought you didn't watch this kind of vulgar program, but now I find that there is really a mother and a son, hey, this kind of program has mistaken a generation." ”

Sirui turned off the TV and went back to bed again. Han's mother saw that his house was in chaos, and reprimanded: "Someone is coming at night, don't tidy it up." ”

"Who".

"There's something you can't get in the way. ”

Sirui was afraid of seeing the living, and his body and mind were exhausted all of a sudden, and he quickly fell asleep in bed.

When Han's mother called to urge, Xiaoqing and his brother-in-law arrived. Si Rui remembered Wu Dawei's vivid description of Xiaoqing's brother-in-law, and now took a closer look and admired Wu Dawei's insight.

Han Jinglun made Longjing tea to entertain.

Li Demin went to Han's house to take off the businessman's coat, apologized first, and said: "Uncle Han, I left in a hurry this time, and I didn't have time to prepare gifts, I heard Meilan say that you don't drink or smoke, but I really don't know what to buy." ”

Han Jinglun said with a smile: "My relationship with Lao Zhou, what kind of gift do you give, I won't accept it if you buy it, you don't have to break the bank." ”

Li Demin saw the stones on the coffee table and said, "I know that Uncle Han has a wide range of knowledge, and I don't care if I don't prepare things for a junior." But when you come to you, anyone will be greedy, hehe, please give me a stone as a souvenir, and I will take it back and put it at home It is worth the trip to the small town. ”

Han Jinglun said that he was interested in stones, so he went to the study to get a piece and said: "I usually don't have any hobbies, rich people play with antiques, and I play with stones when I don't have money." This was given by a friend last month, and the name I called it "Mi Monkey Peep Peach" doesn't look like it. If you go to the park, you will notice that the monkeys tease the food of the tourists, and you will realize that this stone is born well. As he spoke, he held the stone in his hand and rotated it 360 degrees, explaining carefully.

"Ouch, this is a Lingbi Strange Stone, it's not common to see such a small one. This can't, can't. I'm a layman, I don't know how to stone, I can't ask for what others give you. You can just give one of them. ”

Han Jinglun put the stone on the coffee table and said, "Don't say it again, I have no habit of taking back things when I give them away." If you like it, take it, and we'll be polite. ”

Han's mother came to eat. There was only a lack of "Fauvism" on the seat, and Han Jinglun said: "Meilan doesn't come to eat, Xiaoqing go and call." ”

Xiaoqing was too lazy to climb the stairs again, and said lazily: "Let Sirui go, my mother talks about him, and the eldest sister likes it when she listens to it, and she wants to be the first to see him." ”

Han Jinglun patted his head and said, "Yes, yes, yes, Sirui hurry up and call - don't call." ”

Li Demin persuaded: "Forget it, forget it, I'll just make a phone call." ”

Han Jinglun didn't let him fight. Si Rui ran downstairs in annoyance, and when he arrived at Zhou's house, the Fauvist was making a mask, showing his eyes and looking at himself.

Sirui was stared at by her, and fortunately she didn't eat, but now she is not hungry, to be precise, she has no appetite.

Zhou's father and Zhou's mother were warmly entertained and gave him fruits to eat.

Sirui had no appetite for food and read the newspaper with him.

Zhou's mother said: "Xiaoqing said every day that Sirui is well-informed and loves to read books and newspapers, and this is indeed the case. ”

Sirui was too frightened to look at it, took an orange and played with it in her hand, as if a woman was embarrassed and ruffled her hair, and said, "Auntie, Xiaoqing, this is nonsense." ”

Zhou's mother smiled: "Ouch, you big boy is afraid that others won't be able to praise you." ”

The brutalist pie tore off the mask, like a steamed bun that had just come out of the pot, and put too much of it, so shocked that Sirui forgot to peel the oranges.

The Beastist looked in the mirror and shouted that he had bought fakes, and Zhou's mother also complained when she heard her: "Now fakes are everywhere. The hair dryer I bought in heaven only has cold air and no hot air, so how can I use it in winter. ”

Father Zhou looked at his watch and smiled: "Okay, you two don't have to wait endlessly, you can't wait over there." ”

Zhang Meilan failed to make a mask, her face was uncomfortable, and she had no intention of eating. Han's mother also felt the same way when talking about fakes, saying that only things in big supermarkets can be trusted.

During the banquet, Li Demin wanted to be thirsty for wine with Si Rui, Han's father allowed it, Si Rui hurriedly excused himself and said that he would have something to do for a while, but he couldn't push it off, so he picked up the wine glass, and he was in a good mood today anyway.

Xiaoqing sat at the table all night and was quiet, looking at him mysteriously and smiling.

Si Rui wine into the stomach, surging, to her laughter to the greatest tolerance. In the past, she used to eat with her parents and never drank alcohol, but today she must think that she was called by her father. Well, those who don't know are not guilty.

Han Jinglun said: "I never drank alcohol before, because of psoriasis in those two years, everyone around me knew it, but now it's better, but there is an excuse to block alcohol, and in previous years, I only drank milk when I went to the head office." Today we are a family, you can drink as much as you want, Demin, I know your amount, you can take care of the rest. ”

Li Demin picked up his cup and caught a glimpse of the Fauvist faction glaring at him, and hurriedly said to himself: "No, no, no, it's not as good as before." Uncle Han, don't drink it, I can't drink enough to share this with Sirui. Young people should have a stomach, and they will be able to do things freely in the future. ”

Sirui drank a glass, his throat burned badly, and the wine burned in his stomach and felt 90 degrees in his stomach, and his body was only 37 degrees, how could he resist. After a few cups, he waved his hand and said, "I can't drink anymore, I have to go to class tomorrow." ”

Zhang Meilan said: "Then don't drink it, children have to do their homework, which wine to drink." ”

Xiaoqing said: "Eldest sister, don't say that, when you go into battle, Uncle Han can't drink, he should do it for you-he can't get drunk today-" The words stopped abruptly at this point, and he drank soup with a smile.

Siri didn't notice her smile and blushed to say she couldn't drink anymore. Xiaoqing regretted saying that, only feeling that the laughter just now was unsuccessful, less than one thousandth of the Mona Lisa.

Li Demin continued Xiaoqing's words and said: "That's it, where can drinking and homework be involved." When I went to school, I was also on the class photo, and I drank the wine, and then I went to the university and it was still the same, the wine is not as good as the smoke, it is useless, at least it is a good thing to express my emotions. ”

Han Jinglun said: "I have never touched a college diploma, but I feel more comfortable than touching a passbook. Although psychologically unconvinced, I don't always feel that those who are naked have an advantage over those who are gorgeously dressed. That's why I always ask you to study hard now, and to endure some hardships so that you won't suffer losses later. ”

Li Demin agreed with these words, saying that a good diploma is like a plaque at the door of a famous family, and you can enjoy this title until you die.

Si Rui Xiaoqing listens to such words every day, and his ears are like the throats of people who smoke a lot, and they have long felt the poisonous gas, and they are eating food as if nothing happened. It's just that Xiaoqing is a good student and can stand on a high place and look down on these words, but Sirui is in a low place and can only be silent.

At the end of the meal, Han's mother and Zhang Meilan still have a soft spot for fakes and talk to each other.

Thinking of Yixin's date, Sirui couldn't drink anymore when she looked at her watch, so she excused herself to go back to the house for a while she was dizzy.

Xiaoqing pushed the door in and said that there was a room full of alcohol, and Sirui closed his eyes and smirked twice.

Xiaoqing was worried that he was really drunk, so she came over and touched his forehead.

Sirui is like a girl who is about to lose her virginity, busy dodging.

Xiaoqing simply hit him: "I'm afraid I'll eat you?" I asked you where you got the interest today, drink so much - don't lie to me, I hate others to lie to me the most." ”

Sirui was too familiar with her to avoid it, and said with a smile: "It's not that you're here, I usually don't drink alcohol." ”

"Alright, alright, I'm not going to eat, will I have a date later? Sirui shook his head to indicate that he couldn't drink, and was about to say that there was no date, Xiaoqing said, "Okay, you can rest—don't get up, lie down, lie down, see you tomorrow." ”