"Xiao Ye, come on, come on, taste my treasured big red robe. ”

Ye Qiu came to the door for the second time, and his wife's attitude was more cordial than when they first met. Presumably, there was already an in-depth conversation between the mother and daughter, and as a result, needless to say, Luoyang persuaded the master.

This is the mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law, and the more she looks at it, the happier she becomes.

The teaching director was sent to pour tea for Ye Qiu, pitying him for being an iron-blooded tough guy who had been fierce for most of his life, like a smart border pastor in front of his wife, trying his best to meet all the requirements of his master.

"Drink tea. The teaching director snorted coldly in his throat, pinched his nose and handed the tea to Ye Qiu, and his wife frowned: "Luo Bin, you go and see if the futon from the year before last can still be used, the air conditioning in the room is broken, don't squeeze with me, deal with it in the living room for a night." ”

The green tendons on the forehead of the teaching director jumped, good guy, my daughter has not yet married, and this kid has not become a legitimate uncle, and his status has plummeted. If he gets him in the door, that's fine!

It's just that the hero doesn't suffer the loss in front of him, and the teaching director called Luoyang out, with no sadness or joy on his face: "Your mother asked you to wash some fruit." ”

Luoyang Little Bird came to Ye Qiu's side like a person, smelled the smell of his clothes, and frowned: "Why are you like a bed bug, no wonder my father doesn't want to see you." ”

The teaching director raised his eyebrows, but his daughter was still intimate, what was so good about that stinky boy.

"I went to the industrial and commercial center a few times today, and I rushed to prepare a farewell performance for Zhao Han in the evening, but I didn't have time to wash. Ye Qiu said with a smile.

He is not pretentious, he usually carries the fruit basket into the kitchen and starts washing, he rolls up his sleeves and works while "driving" Luoyang: "You go to talk to your uncle and aunt, I'll be fine immediately." ”

"Also, where's the fruit platter?"

While Ye Qiu was working, he opened the cupboard and picked out two beautiful fruit bowls under Luoyang's guidance.

In less than ten minutes, Ye Qiu brought two plates of exquisitely shaped fruits to the living room, which made Luoyang applaud for a while.

This wave of anti-guest is the main, and it can be seen that the teaching director is called an inner breakdown, we had to have this consciousness back then, as for the mother-in-law to suffer so much white eyes?

Not only that, Ye Qiu also picked the most edible part from the fruit bowl as if there was no one around, and distributed it to Luoyang separately.

The teaching director couldn't see young men and women showing affection the most, but for some reason, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, but he had a good impression of Ye Qiu in his heart for some reason.

The master and mother saw it in her eyes from beginning to end, and nodded frequently, liking this child more and more.

"Ye Qiu, I listened to your advice, wasted a lot of effort from the library, and found some of your father's notes. The teacher said: "Your father is worthy of being a legend, and some of his academic opinions, even now, make people feel deafening." ”

"Master, if you still have a good eye, I will send you a copy of the treasured ones at home when I go back. Ye Qiu immediately changed his words: "I'll send it to you tomorrow." ”

My wife's heart was overjoyed, and after reading some of Ip Mantian's notes, she suddenly lost some of her confusion about antique collecting for decades.

If Ye Qiu can bring the full version over, her antique attainments will definitely go to the next level.

The master asked a few more questions that were missing from Ip Man's handbook, and Ye Qiu answered them fluently, which made the master and mother shocked.

He also secretly had some doubts, in the past, when he looked at Ye Wentian's collection of books or notes, he always picked up the parts he was interested in and studied, and he always swept away the parts that he was not interested in.

In the face of his wife's questions, those answers seemed to be engraved in his mind, and he hardly had to think about it, and his thoughts were like springs, and the answers were like a stream that went straight down to 3,000 feet.

Ye Qiu had a bold conjecture that he and "him" were not in a round-and-off relationship, but a relationship of merging with each other. In other words, it is very likely that the IQ and physical strength of two people have become one, and not just memory.

Sure enough, when the teaching director talked about Ye Qiu's professional journalism at University, he had always hated rote memorization, so he quoted scriptures on the spot and dragged several classic remarks of old professors in college. You must know that his professor is a well-deserved authority in this field in the country, and a few quotes at will are enough for the teaching director to drop his jaw.

"I'll ask you something. After hesitating, the dean of students still asked, "Today, the education center rejected a person's application for employment, and that person is you." ”

"I want to know how you got this opportunity and how you lost it. ”

Obviously, with the deepening of understanding, the old-fashioned teaching director is gradually loosening. Otherwise, with his temperament, he really decided that Ye Qiu and Luoyang had no fate, and he would not care about Ye Qiu's life or death at all, let alone care about his work.

"I'm ashamed to say that my aunt helped me get into the education center. Ye Qiu didn't lie.

A hint of disappointment flashed in the corner of the dean's eyes, he hated this kind of behavior of pulling relationships through the back door the most in his life, and he continued, "Who is your aunt?"

"Song Ju. ”

Hearing the name of the second aunt, the master seemed to have heard of it, and the second aunt's reputation was probably not good, but the master chose to wait quietly for the following.

"That Zhao Qing, who is called Qinghu, is your uncle. When the teaching director talked about Zhao Qing, he gritted his teeth: "Jiang Ning is all made by these bastards. ”

Ye Qiu smiled faintly and said bitterly: "My aunt passed away, last night's incident." ”

The dean looked surprised, and muttered for a long time, "It's really a person who walks away from tea." ”

"Dad, Mom, you are checking Yeqiu's household registration. Luoyang grabbed his wife's arm: "You just believe in Ye Qiu, even if you don't use external force, he will come out." ”

"You probably don't know yet, Ye Qiu gave up his job in Shangpu and came back to me, and that was a letter of appointment from High-energy China. ”

Luoyang's words dispelled all the doubts of the second elder about Ye Qiu. The meaning of the four words "high-energy China" has already explained everything.

"Eh, don't you still have a party?" The master remembered the purpose of Ye Qiu's visit, and took the initiative to say: "Xiao Ye, you go to the bathroom to wash up, and wait to see the classmates, how can you do without a decent appearance." ”

After speaking, the master and mother commanded the teaching director again: "Luo Bin, you take out two sets of new towels and new toothbrushes I bought for you." And the shirts and shorts from your youth, come with a set. ”

A warm current flowed in Ye Qiu's heart, his wife was treating herself as her own.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, Ye Qiu cleaned up, and in the dressing mirror, he was wearing the plaid shirt of the teaching director in the early 80s, which was actually quite a match.

The main thing is that face, the versatile face.

His wife had already washed his dirty clothes, hung them on the balcony to dry, and told him to remember to pick them up tomorrow.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a knock on the door, and several people looked at each other, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and it stands to reason that no one came to visit.

Ye Qiu suddenly realized: "The air conditioner I ordered has arrived." ”

"Air conditioning?" The dean reacted immediately, not knowing whether to be glad that Ye Qiu had a heart or worried about his shrewdness.

Two installers moved in a state-of-the-art air conditioner, the kind that costs nearly 20,000 yuan on the official website.

Ye Qiu didn't say a word, and went up to swipe the card first, lest his wife refuse to accept it.

The master couldn't close her mouth with a smile, this kid spends money blindly!

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Carrying Luoyang to Monica, it was nearly half past ten. There are obviously a lot more people watching the scene outside the bar than usual.

The big security guard Ah Long, when he saw Ye Qiu, was actually stunned for a moment, and fled like the wind.

Luo Yang was curious: "Why did this person run away when he saw you?"

Ye Qiu smiled: "Because I beat him." ”

Luoyang looked incredulous, she definitely wouldn't believe it, no matter how Ye Qiu looked at it, he wouldn't be the opponent of that big man.

The bar was already packed, and despite the high ticket prices, there were about two thousand people coming to consume it.

You must know that bars are such a pastime place, far from reaching the mainstream level, and this number is already very exaggerated.

"Sister Hong" Ye Qiu and Xiao Hong said hello, and the other party caught a glimpse of Luoyang, and his smile became more and more charming.

"How's it going, are ticket sales meeting expectations?" Ye Qiu was most concerned about this data.

"Thanks to you, several bosses in the same company are blushing to join forces to complain about us, and they don't have a single guest tonight. ”

"It was expected," Ye Qiu said with a smile.

Heavy metal sounds can be heard from the bar, and the homeless man has just sung a few songs, pushing the atmosphere to a small climax.

Gao Ge saw Ye Qiu and Luoyang, who were extremely dazzling in the crowd, and said excitedly: "Everyone, I have a song I want to dedicate to my life mentor. ”

After a burst of rapid drumming of the Jin Ge Iron Horse, Gao sang like a god descending from heaven: "Tonight's finale golden song, "Dream Back to the Tang Dynasty" is given to everyone. ”