33. Chapter XXXII

An Lan could see that he was a good hand at calling flower chickens, those chickens had originally plucked their hair and cleaned their internal organs, so he sealed them with mud and buried them in the soil, and lit a fire on them, just roasting them while roasting them called flower chickens, and when they were roasted, they took them out and broke the mud, and immediately there was a burst of fragrance.

Everyone ate happily at this meal, and they all sighed that it was really rare to eat such a delicious thing.

However, the end of this dinner also means that this trip to the countryside will also come to an end, when leaving Shen Yimo did not mention how reluctant he was, and the car he took when he went back was the same as when he came, An Lan did not go with them, saying that he would stay at home with his parents for two days.

This time, Shen finally got his wish and sat with Hanguang, who took out a gift from An's mother to each of them before leaving, a large string of bacon and various homemade dried meat, which made people salivate when they looked at it.

"I mean, you don't want to eat it now, do you?" Shen Yimo looked at him and asked with a smile.

"No," Hanguang put away his things and glanced at him, "I can still control this little road, and I'll eat it when I get home." โ€

Shen Yimo's smile deepened, and he patted him on the arm: "Hey, then what do you want to eat when you go to my house this time, no, do you have any meat you particularly want to eat?" For example, beef should be sauced, and mutton should be fried. โ€

"Oh, then I want to eat fried and roasted lamb, fried and sauced, stewed beef, and ......"

This person listed five kinds of meat in one go, each with at least two ways to eat, and Shen was dumbfounded when he heard it, if it is all done for you, my mother will not have to do anything else on this day, I am afraid that my mother will be tired!

It was already late when he returned to the city, and this time the car was sending everyone home according to the distance, Shen Yimo got down in front of Hanguang and waved to him reluctantly: "Goodbye, see you tomorrow." โ€

"See you tomorrow."

It's good that I'll see him again tomorrow.

When he returned home, Shen Yimo still had to tell his parents about this trip, according to their impression, this should be his second trip to the countryside, but the two times are not the same, and the natural ones will not be the same, Shen Yimo is talking about a completely real experience this time, and it does not arouse suspicion at all.

In addition, he had another thing to tell his parents, so after the itinerary, he asked directly: "Dad, I will discuss something with you." โ€

Father: "What's the matter?" โ€

"Can I stop going to school in the future?"

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Classmate Shen blinked his eyes and said expectantly, but this news was too shocking for his father, and he needed to slow down first, and sure enough, Shen's father paused for a few seconds before saying, "Why don't you go to school?" โ€

"I don't think it's fun to go to school, I can do all those things, so I don't have to go."

"But why are you going to go to school if you don't go to school?"

"I ......" Shen's brain is running at the speed of light, "I think I can go to the gym to exercise, so that it will not delay my studies and be good for my body, killing two birds with one stone." โ€

Even his mother was very puzzled when she heard what he said, and her father said directly: "You don't go to school just to exercise, but you can come back from school and exercise again, why do you have to take up class time?" โ€

"......" Shen Yimo couldn't think of a word for the time being, and blurted out: "I just don't want to go, I don't think it's interesting to go to school." โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Hey, you stinky boy," Shen's father stood up suddenly, and Shen Yimo immediately got up and retreated, "Do you think you're going to school, you won't go if you don't go?" If you have a valid reason, I can still consider it, and if you don't think it's interesting, don't go? I see you owe a beating! โ€

Shen's mother was busy comforting Shen's father, asking him to sit back again, and said to Shen Yimo: "That's it, Xiaomo, if you don't want to go to school, there must be a valid reason, you want to exercise after school and on weekends." โ€

Shen Yimo was still unconvinced: "But it's not interesting to go after school and on weekends, it's just exciting when you go to school." โ€

"You...... You give me to disappear from my eyes in no time! "Father Shen, who doesn't have heart disease, is going to be angry......

Shen's mother also signaled Shen Yimo to leave quickly, and the latter reluctantly went back to the bedroom, complaining in his heart that his parents really didn't understand him, and then when he calmed down and thought about it, he found that in fact, his problem was not small......

It's not small, it's just a negative IQ, and I can't even think of a legitimate reason, it's just nonsense......

He wanted to contact Hanguang, but he didn't dare to go out, so he had to wait in the bedroom, and estimated that the time was almost up before he quietly opened the door to take a look, and the lights in the living room were out at this time.

He hurriedly jumped out of the room and then to the study, turned on the computer and boarded the โ–กโ–ก, and told Hanguang what happened before.

Sure enough, the male god also had a speechless expression: "I said that no one would agree with you and your parents like this, okay, you should always take it for granted." โ€

"And what do you think should be the reason?"

"For example, you can say that you are with me, and you are not just exercising, you can also do something else to see some other scenery, so you are also seeing the world."

"Is that okay?" Shen scratched his head, but he really couldn't make up his mind.

"Go ahead and try it, you're at least better at saying it than I said before."

Shen sighed helplessly, and it could only be like this.

When Shen's father was still not very good at breakfast the next morning, Shen Yimo sat next to him with a smile and took the initiative to speak: "Dad, what I told you yesterday was a joke, in fact, I want to be with Hanguang, we will go to exercise, see the scenery or something, of course, we can also study together and read books together, I think this is better than me staying in the classroom all day." โ€

Hearing him say this, Father Shen finally got better: "Hanguang, is that the boy who has done better than you every time?" You see that everyone is in the top 20, and you are still hovering around 50, are you happy to take you when you play with others? โ€

Shen Yimo: "......"

I go, his father and mother have this bad habit, always like to ask "other people's children" grades to compare with him, if you can't compare with him, forget it, anyone who is better than him will definitely be criticized when he is out, the purpose is to make him shameless.

And that male god is indeed powerful, the ranking in the final exam is already eighteen, but Shen Yimo is unlucky forty-nine.

"He'll be happy to take me, he's going to come to our house today." Shen Yimo drank angrily.

"Okay, tell me when you don't want to go to class, give me a reason to convince me, and I'll allow you not to go to class if you pass the test."

"Okay." Shen Yimo was still uncomfortable in his heart, and he really relented when he mentioned that kid's father.

Hanguang came in his own car this time, and Shen Yimo waited at the gate of the community, telling him about his conversation with his father this morning.

"Look, I'll just say that this will definitely work," Hanguang smiled proudly, "Actually, I personally think that ha, you are not suitable for skipping class as an upright person, you see that you can't even accept a fight, so wouldn't it be even worse if you were asked to gamble?" โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Do you still gamble for money? Shen Yimo's eyebrows immediately raised.

"That's right, Brother Xing's family actually runs a casino, if you're interested, I can show you there."

"Then you don't need to." Shen Yimo thanked Bumin, not to mention that he didn't want to go to that kind of place at all, even if he went, he wouldn't play, and he couldn't understand watching others play.

Hanguang glanced at him with a smile: "Then what are we going to do at your house today?" You're not going to the playground again, are you? โ€

"I'm not going today, it's at my house, in fact, I think my house is more fun than the playground."

Hanguang nodded, but did not answer.

Shen Yimo's parents are at home today, and after Hanguang came, they chatted with him for a while, and then let them play by themselves, Shen Yimo took Hanguang to the study, and the latter picked up the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" with great interest and flipped through it.

"Have you read this book?"

"You've seen it, what about you?"

"I've also seen it, 'The head of the Nanshan Sutra is called Magpie Mountain. Its first is called the swaggering mountain, facing the West Sea, with many laurels and gold and jade. This is the beginning of the Nanshan Sutra, isn't it? โ€

"And what are you reading right now?" Shen Yimo said curiously.

"A book about spies during World War II," Hanguang said, putting the book back in his hand and sitting down in front of the computer, "that's pretty exciting." โ€

Shen Yimo nodded, spy warfare is almost the most brilliant part of World War II.

The two of them didn't do anything else this morning, but they used the computer to play games, mainly Hanguang was playing, Shen Yimo watched from the sidelines, and felt that watching him play was much more interesting than playing by himself, and after a while he asked Hanguang: "I see that you play the game very well, so are you interested in game programming?" Or design a game yourself and write it in computer language? โ€

Shen Yimo has always hoped that Hanguang and himself have the same major, so that when they go to college, they may be in the same class or the same dormitory, which is conducive to cultivating feelings.

"It's okay," Hanguang seemed to be lacking in interest, "I'm generally interested in designing games, but I'm quite interested in playing, what, you're quite interested?" โ€

"My interest is not in designing games, but in programming, which is writing programs in computer languages or developing a piece of software, and I plan to choose this major when I go to university in the future."

Shen Yimo still remembers that when he was doing his homework, he forgot to sleep and eat, and only slept three hours a day for nearly a week, and the final result was not only praised by the teacher, but also won two awards.

"You've planned all your majors in college now," Hanguang smiled, "If it were me, I would prefer business studies, because our family is in business, and I want to study hard." โ€

Shen Yimo couldn't help but stroke his forehead, people's interests have really been set since childhood, and the two of them really studied these two majors in their last life, so they waited until they worked Shen Yimo received a project to develop an APP for a company before he met Hanguang, because he was the person in charge of that project.

Will this life continue to develop like this?