Blink, this word is very bad, but it is indeed a few days of hard work in the blink of an eye, Liang Jiayi went abroad, and when he left, he set off from the capital, first went to Xiangjiang, and sent a text message to Su Wenhao before the two planes, as before, chatting about some things that are not important, but he can't help but send them.

The national holiday of the eleventh has long passed, and it is already in the middle of the month.

The family is still very peaceful, Sister Yu comes to eat every once in a while, and inevitably complains about Su Wenhao, the complaining Su Wenhao wants to beat people, what is it called so delicious? Don't eat if you have the ability.

I know that many women like to eat, but they are afraid of getting fat after eating, but Su Wenhao doesn't care about this, he does whatever is high in calories, and he does whatever is easy to get fat, and the taste is surprisingly good, this can be regarded as a kind of revenge, who made Sister Yu reject him?

If you refuse, you will hurt the heart of the poor Diaosi, and the dignified Dias will not continue to pursue, this is a matter of principle, so, basically, she will definitely be someone else's girlfriend in the future, and when she thinks about it, she will simply raise her fat, and whoever picks it up in the future will be considered unlucky.

Isn't it just unlucky, marry a fat person and go back, your appetite must have been raised, if you don't know how to cook, Sister Yu won't tear you up? At the same time as tearing you, I will think of Su Wenhao, how skilled Su Wenhao is, how delicious the cooking is, and I don't dislike her for being fat.

Hmph, don't think that poor Diao Silk has no scheming, poor Diao Silk plays scheming and calculates your whole life.

Dudu this little guy too, Su Wenhao has tried to find a job in the past half a month, the same as before, he has no culture, he wants to do sales, run a business or something, just be eloquent, not to get a fixed salary, relying on his three-inch tongue, basically a month old is still a few thousand.

But Dudu, as always, didn't want to think about it, and didn't agree.

Su Wenhao discussed opening a store again, the hotel is definitely not good, as I said before, if you refuse, don't participate, the matter of opening a hotel in partnership is basically impossible, and the self-esteem of the poor Diao Silk can't afford to hurt, a matter of principle.

Now I want to open a small shop, there are many people here, and opening a small shop also depends on eloquence, the more enthusiastic the boss, the better the business, and I am afraid that I will not make any money when I am at home?

Outcome...... Dudu came out again, didn't think about it, and still didn't agree.

Su Wenhao is also on fire, I have heard of Jackie Chan, but I have never heard of Jackie Chan.

Su Wenhao looked at the baby in front of him, with a helpless face, and discussed.

"Dudu, you don't look at what kind of virtue your father is, what kind of civilization, you don't let you do this, you don't let you do it, what are you thinking? Can you tell me? What the hell is OK? You're not going to make me president directly, are you? ”

Hearing this, Dudu didn't directly disagree, but was still serious, and thought about it thoughtfully, which seemed to be serious?

No way?!

"Oh, I'm going crazy!" Su Wenhao looked at the appearance of the little guy, couldn't cry or laugh, and scratched his scalp.

Putting aside these trivial matters, in the past half a month, Su Wenhao's progress has been obvious, during which he had two more 'strange' dreams, and similarly, Dudu woke up late the next day and didn't get up until the afternoon.

The effect of one of the dreams made Su Wenhao's temperament change a lot, the dream was the same as the previous one, it was extremely clear, and even the senses felt very real.

In the dream, this is a Shura field, hellish, like a mountain-high corpse bones, the surrounding soil has long been reddish-brown, the blood cannot be coagulated for a long time, the haze in the sky and the smell of blood in the sky, can not be dispersed, you can imagine what kind of battle took place before this Shura field, endless stumps, can not tell what parts at all.

Su Wenhao vomited, lying on the ground very unmanly, constantly vomiting, vomiting until nothing was left to vomit, and he was still retching.

The dream couldn't wake up, he didn't know it was a dream at the time, he just kept struggling, struggling to stand up, his legs and feet were already soft and had no strength, he wanted to leave, but he couldn't walk anyway.

Until he stood up, took a remnant sword inserted into the soil, dragged his prostration-like body step by step, and walked into the distance, the mountain of bones of ten thousand corpses behind him seemed to have a miserable wail, very infiltrating, kept walking, I don't know how long, the sound behind me was still there, and the smell of blood did not go away.

It wasn't until Su Wenhao was bold, turned his head, and looked at the mountain of bones behind him again, that he found that he was still in place, and suddenly woke up, sitting on the bed, sweating continuously.

From this moment, Su Wenhao's eyes and temperament were undergoing changes that he didn't even know.

Of course, this is a dream that Dudu painstakingly cultivated to transmit to him, not a dream, but a real thing, Dudu has seen it, otherwise it would not be possible to pass it on to Su Wenhao.

And this is just a process of refining the mind.

Killing and refining the heart, the edge is revealed!

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October 20.

This afternoon, Dudu was in the room, playing with the computer, studying cultural classes, and Su Wenhao was smoking in the living room, figuring out what he could do, and he still had a lot of money on him, so he could do anything, and now the most important thing is to get the aunt and grandmother in the room to agree.

I don't know why, the head of the family is Su Wenhao, but Su Wenhao subconsciously always wants to be perfect, and let the people around him support him before he can make the next plan, but Dudu is a little stubborn donkey, and he doesn't agree with what 'lowly' work he does.

I also flipped through the newspaper and looked for some relatively good job postings that were suitable for me.

The phone rang.

Since Liang Jiayi left, the text messages are gone, and they usually send emails in two or three days, so there are really only two people who can call Su Wenhao now.

"Fatty."

"Do you have time in a few days?" The two of them have always had something to say, although they work in a city, but the city is too big, basically they can only meet in a few months, and it is already good to have a meal, everyone is a low-level people, busy with work, how can there be so many holidays to party?

"In a few days? There is time. ”

Su Wenhao thought he was going to get together, but the fat man's next words made him frown.

"At the high school reunion in Zhonghai, I was found, and a few of them knew that you were there, but they didn't have your phone, so they asked me to call you together, saying that it had been out of society for so long, and they hadn't had a good get-together, but this class reunion was led by that chick-bar."

Chicks - right?

This nickname is not good, to be precise, it is not a nickname, it is the nickname that the fat man and Su Wenhao have for a person in private.

Chicken-bar When I was in high school, my family had money, sports students, and I was okay with my studies, one of the cadres in the class, and I was very attentive to Liu Ning, and because Liu Ning had trouble with Su Wenhao many times, he often oppressed people with power, and when he graduated from high school, Su Wenhao and the fat man blocked him in the corner, and he was very hasty.

After that, they never crossed paths again.