Jia Youbin was not at all interested in the topics they were interested in. His eyes were closed and he yawned as if he were listening to a lullaby.

"Can we not talk about serious literature? We can talk about games? This is a lot more interesting than your one. Jia Youbin saw the stitches and said.

"Tang Weiwei said that you are a gentleman, and you are not wronged. Is your ideal to be greatly satisfied as long as there are games to play, instant noodles to eat, Coke to drink, and then there are crooked movies to watch?" Jia Youwei couldn't help but think of the four treasures of the dead house dogs.

"Brother, you can't say that. The serious literature you like, in my mind, doesn't feel so elegant. Besides, I was born in Southeast Asia, and I went to the UK for secondary school and the United States for university.

As for the Chinese writer Liu Zhenyun you are talking about, and the film and television dramas his works have been made, I don't know anything about them.

The game I love can't just become a bad job in your eyes! People have their own hobbies. Jia Youbin argued.

"Well said, it makes sense. Little uncle, I'll top you. Jia Qianqian showed a mouthful of white and bright teeth, and said with a smile.

"your lungs. I see your flesh is starting to itch again?" Jia Youwei looked at his daughter, and moved ten fingers with both hands, definitely not to play the piano or anything. The signal he passed on to her was to rub her face.

Jia Qianqian's conditioned palms tightly covered his left and right cheeks, and his small mouth pursed high: "I don't understand what you say." Little uncle, he just told the truth what I was thinking. You can't be unreasonable? We're telling the truth, what's wrong?"

"Since Youbin has studied in Britain and the United States, we can talk about British and American writers and their works! ”

Brevity: The more people join their conversation, the more interesting it will be. The joy of this kind of unleashing of ideas is all about brainstorming and expressing opinions.

"Speaking of British writers, I am reminded of the debut film of veteran British playwright Rachel Joyce, which won the 2012 British Best Newcomer Award, has sold well in thirty or forty countries, and was also shortlisted for the Booker Prize for "One Man's Pilgrimage" that year. Jia Youbin, you should have read this book too!" Tang Weiwei was able to open his mouth again.

Jia Youbin smiled bitterly and said, "Not only have I not seen it, but it's the first time I've heard of it." Since you don't want to talk about games, we can talk about wine. Brother, the red wine stored in your wine cellar is really good wine. ”

"You really have to be a true gentleman. In addition to games, do you only know red wine? Put aside playing, eating, drinking, and enjoying in your life dictionary, can you still pursue a little bit on the spiritual level?" Tang Weiwei didn't expect that he hadn't even read the bestsellers recently, and he was angry.

"If you understand games, how can you become a label of decadence, unmotivated and unprofessional?

It's a different culture, a different spirit, a different strength, and a different pursuit, okay?" Jia Youbin is not happy with this kind of characterization of himself and distorting the things he loves.

Jia Qianqian clapped his palms and said loudly: "Little uncle, you said it so well." You are pursuing freedom, pursuing your own self, and you have a bold and unconventional spirit. We must fight against Lao Jia's hegemonism. He's just an old stubborn. What's so good about "One Man's Pilgrimage"?"

"I never said 'A Man's Pilgrimage' was a good book. I've seen it, but I haven't finished reading it. Even if I tried hard and persevered, I only saw half of it and couldn't stand it anymore.

This book made my first reaction at the time come to mind that Forrest Gump in the movie "Forrest Gump" has a bridge that is running, running and running.

It's just that this book goes from the south to the north of England, and along the way, the male protagonist meets some different people, as well as what he sees and hears, and some things that happen. Jia Youwei said casually.

Jia Qianqian stood up suddenly, and objected purely for the sake of opposition: "Lao Jia, we want democracy, and we can't be blindly autocratic.

You can't just talk about literature you like. Uncle and I also had to talk about what we each liked. We're not listeners, we're not radios, we don't just sit and listen. ”

Jia Youbin also stood up and echoed: "Qian Qian, you said it very well." I fully support your idea. We are living people with demands. ”

Jia Youwei looked at his two living treasures, one big and one small, and he was almost speechless. I really feel a little embarrassed.

At this time, Jia Qianqian walked in front of Jia Youbin, took the initiative to stretch out his right hand to shake hands with the other party and said, "Comrade, I found you." ”

"What? you want to rebel?" Jia Youwei sat up straight, laughing, and angry.

Jia Qianqian held his head high, showing a mighty and unyielding appearance, rich and noble. She sang "The Internationale" in her own girl's voice.

Jian Jian and Tang Weiwei were dumbfounded for a moment. They really didn't expect to see such a comedic scene. If there are uninformed people here, they will definitely think that Jia Qianqian and Jia Youbin's brains have different degrees of brain damage.

Jia Youbin waited until his little niece finished singing, and said solemnly: "Qian Qian, your song is very heroic, which makes me enthusiastic."

Another day, you'll have to teach me this song. That way, we can stick together against your father's tyranny. ”

"Jia Qianqian, you will have no meat from tomorrow, only vegetarian food, and no more fruit and snacks. I'll go and confiscate all your messy food in a moment.

Jia Youbin, you go to work well. I'll find someone to watch you. If you arrive late and leave early for no reason, then I can repay my aunt on official business. At that point, she won't be able to stop your credit card, I don't know. Jia Youwei sneered.

"Comrade, we have been brutally suppressed by Lao Jia, how can we be good?" Jia Qianqian suddenly became an ant on top of the hot pot, and he was so anxious that he turned around.

"In the future, we will fight again. Now, we still give up resistance for the time being and choose to cooperate. You can't live without snacks, fruit and meat, and I can't live without a credit card. Jia Youbin's performance with stage drama and his little niece are singing and talking.

"The revolution failed. Jia Qianqian said with a sad regret on his face.