Last night, there was a light rain, and the tree-lined campus became more and more fresh and charming in Feng Yiming's eyes, strolling on the forest path, listening to the recitation of the students who refused to go home on vacation by the groves and flower beds on the side, occasionally a few raindrops rolled down from the leaves, naughtily fell on his face, and got into the collar, the cold feeling made Feng Yiming's somewhat irritable heart calm down at this moment. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Thinking of Zhang Jingjing's family background and her imposing mother, Feng Yiming shook his head slightly, no matter who it is!

Isn't there enough things that I gave up in my previous life? Even if there are many obstacles and bumps in the road ahead, I should persist in walking this road, maybe I can't go to the end, maybe I can't get what I want, Feng Yiming thought to himself, at least those charming scenery that he had heard in other people's ears in his previous life, this life should appear with Zhang Jingjing by his side.

Feng Yiming walked into the kitchen with the breakfast in his hand, and made two refreshing side dishes with his hands and feet, yesterday was the New Year's Day, and he had dinner with Ye Huai'an's family in the evening.

No way, in this era, the local greenhouse planting technology is backward, and Qingping is a mountainous area, agriculture is not developed, the highway will not be opened to traffic until at least the second half of next year, so in winter, in addition to Chinese cabbage, potatoes rarely see other fresh vegetables.

The teaching style of the No. 1 Middle School in the city is one word "ruthless", and the teaching standard is only the results of the college entrance examination, and when you reach the third year of high school, do you still want to rest? Not to mention the door, there are no windows! Yesterday was New Year's Day and there was a day off, and early this morning, Feng's mother went to the classroom, and only father and son were left at home. Feng Yiming brought all the dishes to the table, even the chopsticks were put upright, and then rubbed his face in the mirror, and tried to push up a kind smile to call his father to get up.

After Feng Wei'an finished washing, he sat at the dining table, looking at the table full of breakfast that he liked or side dishes that suited his appetite, he glanced at Feng Yiming out of the corner of his eye, picked up chopsticks and put a fungus into his mouth, and said expressionlessly: "Want to go out?

Feng Yiming scooped a bowl of bean curd and sent it to his father, and said with a smile: "Today, the senior high school teacher is having dinner outside, and my mother won't go home for dinner, and I will definitely come back after school in the evening." Dad, don't worry, I'll take care of the dinner. "I ran out without my dad to make a package ticket, and if I was caught by my mother, I couldn't even find a scapegoat.

It's just a dinner, this bait is obviously not enough, Feng Wei'an shook his head while drinking bean curd, but refused to nod.

After being reborn, Feng Yiming has a characteristic in this life, benefiting from his work experience in his previous life, and observing some details very carefully, Feng Yiming keenly found that the ancient jade that his father usually refused to leave was gone, and he saw it when he sent Zhang Changhe's family to Kyoto the day before yesterday.

I helped Zhang Miao prepare that generous gift, and dug a pit for Zhang Changhe, but I didn't expect that this old fox was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and it is estimated that he stabbed Feng Wei'an about the calligraphy, no wonder this ancient jade is missing, this is my father clearly saying: "Son, your filial piety is to give it to others, and give you the small things you find to give it to your son?"

Feng Yiming sighed, pondering that the few gadgets he had picked up under his bed were probably not enough to bribe his father, so he had to admit it, "Okay, Dad, I'll go back and buy you some good things, what kind of things do you like? Jade pendants, ancient books, calligraphy, or what? First of all, I don't guarantee that it is genuine." ”

After enduring it for more than two days, Feng Wei'an, who finally waited for a satisfactory answer, nodded with a smile and said, "Anything is fine, it depends on how much filial piety you have!"

The day before yesterday, when Zhang Changhe finally knew that Zhang Miao's birthday gift was given together with Feng Yiming, watching Feng Yiming pull Zhang Miao to the side and mutter, Zhang Changhe was not idle, and talked to Feng Wei'an about the birthday gift he prepared with a smile, and said that it was thanks to Feng Yiming's sharp eyes that he picked it out.

A few weeks ago, Feng Wei'an, who was very interested in antiques, calligraphy, calligraphy and painting, had enjoyed the standard cursive script of Yu Youren in Zhang's house, and these days at home, Feng Wei'an's head was dripping blood, and he had gritted his teeth in the back countless times.

People had to bow their heads under the eaves, Feng Yiming nodded reluctantly and agreed, and said, "Dad, don't rush, you are also a person in half a circle, although the level is not good." After all, it depends on luck, most of the good things are expensive, and we can't afford them. ”

From being an elegant person who thinks he is in the antique circle, hearing his son's merciless mean words, Feng Wei'an's face darkened, but when he thought of the bottles and cans under the bed, he was a little weak-hearted, changed the topic, and asked: "Do you want to go out today, where do you want to go?"

Feng Yiming asked tentatively: "A new commercial street has opened on Shinan Road this year, shall I go shopping?"

"No, be careful that someone is coming to cut you with a knife!" Feng Wei'an sneered and said: "Don't think about going to that kind of mixed place, your kid's ability to cause trouble is now known to everyone, be careful that others are eyeing you." ”

Feng Yiming lowered his head as if disappointed, and said listlessly: "Then I'll go to my aunt's house to play the head office, right?" When Brother Li Yu called yesterday, he also said that I would have time to go over to see my aunt and uncle. At most, you can go to an Internet café to play games. ”

Li Yu called over last night, saying that something happened to the Internet café, and there was an internal problem, Feng Yiming didn't care about it originally, but listening to Li Yu's tone, although this matter is not big, should the company make some small adjustments. Feng Yiming thought about it and explained to Li Yu, and went to Li Yu's house the next morning to gather and talk about this matter.

Feng Yiming often stayed at his aunt's house during the summer and winter vacations when he was a child, Feng Wei'an was quite relieved of his sister and brother-in-law, nodded and said, "Wait a minute, I'll let Xiaosun send you over." ”

Feng Wei'an is the big housekeeper of the city government, and Zhang Changhe's confidant, even if the city government is nervous about using cars, the car class always leaves a car for Feng Wei'an most of the time, although Feng Wei'an does not use a car to commute to work now, but today he has to accompany Mayor Huang An to go down to the grassroots level to do a "performance", and instructed the car class to send a car over early in the morning.

Feng Yiming hurriedly called Yu Fei and asked him to come over and go over together.

Now among the few people around Feng Yiming, Peng Shinian basically has nothing to do with the affairs of the Internet café, Yu Fei has been very well-behaved since he was reprimanded by Feng Yiming for taking money from the counter last time, and only Luo Yun can make Li Yu speak vaguely. Li Yu's phone call yesterday didn't say anything in detail, and Feng Yiming didn't know how bad the nature of the matter was.

Yu Fei and Luo Yun are cousins, he is not present, no matter what he says or does today, it will inevitably make Yu Fei suspicious, and live again, Feng Yiming, who has the mentality of an uncle, cherishes a few friends around him.

There are so many friends who can never leave and are even willing to reach out and pull a hand at the bottom of the valley, such friendship, such conduct, this is the real brother.

There are such brothers, this is Feng Yiming's little comfort in his previous life.