After the morning has passed;

Li Yifan drove Wang Dan back to eat, the little girl's excitement had not eased, and she insisted on letting her drive, but Lao Li was so frightened that he hurriedly stopped.

Let you open it, and you can get it, and it is estimated that the "horizontal death" mentioned by the chick will happen immediately.

Fortunately, the little girl also understood, but when she saw Li Yifan's appearance, she giggled happily, which made him depressed, why didn't he have so much thought when he was in high school? How did he know that his family environment and lifestyle were different from those of Wang Dan since childhood.

Li Yifan did have a very strict education when he was a child, and he said that strict, that is, his parents' expectations for his studies were very urgent, and he had no other way out except to be admitted to university, so he focused on textbooks in middle school. This has a flaw, which leads to the fact that after he goes to university, he has not established a good world view, lacks social experience, and cannot establish interpersonal relationships.

Many post-80s college students like Li Yifan are like this.

Li Yifan drove the car, ignoring the little girl in the back seat, thinking about all kinds of things in his previous life;

He thought, people are different, he committed suicide, mainly because of his own personality, but one of the characteristics is genetic, but it is mainly related to education, in the previous life, parents still hold the old dogma of when to do things, of course, this is the truth many times. But sometimes it is wrong, Li Yifan has been studying for four years as an undergraduate, and his parents do not approve of him falling in love, thinking that he should talk about it after graduating from graduate school, which is relatively rare among parents.

In Lao Li's previous life, he once took a train and met a businessman in Jiangnan Province, who was not a rich generation, but his family was also relatively well-off, and he talked about his children's education in the sleeper, and this said that his son was admitted to college, as long as he worked hard, if he really couldn't pass the exam, then he would study abroad; when his son went to college, he immediately let his son fall in love, he said, if a good girl didn't shoot earlier, she would be robbed. He said that although his son's grades are not good and his school is relatively poor, he will come to things, have many friends, please his elders, and talk about a girlfriend who is not only beautiful, but also has a good family background.

Lao Li was almost 27 years old at that time, and when he heard these words, he also sighed. His parents are different, what they instilled in him is that if he fails the test, his life will be over, and if he falls in love so early, it will not be good if he breaks up, etc.

In my memory, in addition to educating him to study hard and make progress every day, his parents rarely told him how to make good interpersonal relationships and how to likable his speech when he was in college. Of course, there are very few such parents after all, and some parents themselves are relatively lacking in this area.

Li Yifan has been reborn, and his mentality has changed a lot, many people don't say that they want me to go back to the past, what will happen to me, Lao Li is constantly making up for the regrets of his previous life.

"Brother Yifan, what are you taking me to eat?" One morning, her little hands were also touched, and her calves were also touched through her pants, and the little girl felt that Li Yifan was a rare kind person besides her parents.

"What do you like to eat?" Li Yifan said.

"I want to eat Korean food!" the little girl said crisply.

"Korean food, you really know how to choose, do you want to eat poor me?" Li Yifan doesn't think that a meal of Korean food will eat poor himself.

The little girl's words reminded him of his junior year, when he saw a female netizen who didn't remember what she looked like, this woman was asked what she ate, and openly told her to eat Korean food.

When there is no money, others treat themselves as Kaizi, that kind of mood is very depressed, thinking of the things in his previous life, Lao Li couldn't help but ask the little girl this rhetorically.

"Hehe, Brother Yifan, Dad said that you are very good at making money, and you make more money in a day than his life's salary!" Who said that little girls don't love money, and the more money they have, the happier they are?

Men who will make money will certainly appeal to their curiosity.

Li Yifan shook his head, and listened to the little girl again: "Brother Yifan, on my birthday, you have to give me a gift!"

"When is your birthday?" asked Li Yifan.

"Summer vacation!" the little girl said with a sweet smile.

"That's still early!" Li Yifan drove to a Korean restaurant he remembered called "Zhu Ye Qing".

"Hee-hee, don't forget, and besides, there must be a surprise gift for me!" the little girl did not forget to remind.

Korean food is nothing more than barbecue, kimchi, rice cakes, etc., and if you want to drink alcohol, you can get a bottle of so-called sake.

The little girl took the menu and handed it to Li Yifan: "Brother Yifan, give it to you, what do you want to eat, I'll invite you today!"

"You invite me?" Li Yifan smiled and took the menu casually.

"Well, thank you for teaching me how to drive in the morning, but you can't order that kind of beef, you can't do it!" the little girl said with a sip of free soy milk.

"Korean beef, a plate of 198 pieces?" Li Yifan asked the waiter, "Is it shipped from South Korea?"

The waiter smiled shyly: "Sir, you don't need to order this, it's a little bit unreasonable, you can order this, 18 yuan a tenderloin, then a pork belly, a plate of mentai fish, and fried rice cakes or something." ”

"Brother Yifan, don't want mentai fish, it stinks, let's have some salmon. The little girl said.

Although Lao Li is an otaku, he has been here for parties in his previous life, he nodded, and said: "It really stinks enough, I don't know why the sticks say that there are too many Chinese people, and the Mingtai fish is almost gone, and we ourselves are almost out of food!"

The little girl grinned, "What is a stick?"

Feelings have not been hated by Koreans much in recent years, and the term "stick" is not very popular?

"The stick is Korean! The words handed down by the ancients are very incisive. Li Yifan looked at the waiter and smiled when he saw her.

"But why do you call them sticks?" asked the little girl again.

"Narrow-minded, short-sighted, inferior, arrogant, and feeling good about myself!" Li Yifan told her the conclusions he had heard and seen in his previous life.

"Hee-hee, are Koreans so bad? I've heard that's the case in Japan!" the little girl laughed again.

"Japan is similar, but in some ways it's better than the sticks!" Li Yifan remembered that a few years later, the sticks were crazy about plagiarizing some of the cultural heritage of Huaxia, and he couldn't help but feel very funny after being separated by such a long time and space.

The Spring Festival is ours, the Dragon Boat Festival is ours, the feng shui is ours, the Chinese characters are ours, and the gossip is of course absolutely ours!

Chiyou is ours, Confucius is ours, Li Bai is ours, Sun Yat-sen is ours, and Premier Wen is ours!

Li Yifan remembered these things in his previous life, and was happy: "Tongtong, don't go to South Korea to study abroad in the future!"

The little girl nodded: "I'm going to England, where the quality of education is the best!"

"But why do Koreans say that we have eaten all the mentai fish, and they don't have to eat it, I don't like it at all, it stinks to death!" said the little girl again.

"Because they think that Tongtong doesn't even have a TV at home now, has never seen an air conditioner, has never seen a sofa so soft, can't eat meat once a year, and hasn't even seen toothpaste!" Li Yifan said happily.

"No, it's too despiseful! I don't even have toothpaste!" said the little girl.

"Hee-hee!" a voice came from a frosted glass wall.

Li Yifan turned his head to look and found that it was a girl, and the frosted glass wall made her look a little hazy.

Lao Li felt that his words made the other party happy, so he turned his head and said to the little girl: "Okay, don't talk about it, besides, you won't even have the desire to eat if you stay in the meeting, fortunately, the meat here is basically domestic, and even the beautiful waitress is our Chinese!" After speaking, he looked up at the somewhat shy waiter and said, "You just said that the Koreans are not, aren't you angry?"

"No, but I didn't know they would look at us like that! not even toothpaste!" said the waitress.

"Don't say it, don't say it, come on, one tenderloin, two portions of pork belly, one salmon, plus one rice cake soup, by the way, one lettuce, one potato chips, one pickle!" he closed the menu and said, "Some yogurt, do you want to?"

"There is a Huiyuan!"

"Okay, bring this little girl a box of yogurt, and I'll make some black tea." Li Yifan said.

"Brother Yifan, I didn't expect Koreans to be so bad, and I won't come here in the future!" the little girl propped her chin on the table with her arm across her arms, looked ahead, and said.

"It doesn't matter, although it's Korean barbecue, most of the bosses are Chinese, and the ingredients and waiters are all domestic!" Li Yifan enlightened.

"Hmm!" the little girl sat up, as if in a much better mood.

"Let's go, waiter, come and pay!" shouted one of the two diners through the glass wall, and then stood up.

Li Yifan turned his head and was shocked!

"Hmph, boss, I've said it, fate!"

A girl of 1.68 meters, curvaceous, black hair shawl, goose egg face, a pair of small dimples, big eyes, fair skin, and about 85 points!

She grinned toothily, and said in Li Yifan's familiar and crisp voice: "Can you get us **?"

Li Yifan was dumbfounded, isn't this Lin Xiaojing, who is three years younger?

He suddenly felt that the sky was spinning, as if there was a boom, the little Venus in the sky, he shook his head, rubbed his eyes, and patted his forehead with the palm of his hand.

"Hmph, Brother Yifan!" a voice came from the other side.

He subconsciously turned his head and saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old tender little girl sitting opposite, looking at him with aggrieved eyes.

Did you wake up? He stretched out his hand, across the table, and touched the little girl's face, and then pinched it, and found that it was really tender, and there were some very thin little fluff on the face, which was the face of a little virgin, he thought, so tender.

Then he pinched her nose again, gently stroked her eyes, and found that the other party closed his eyes in horror, and his body trembled a little.

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