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There was also a wave of anger on his face.

"What's the going on with you, you came back so late, I don't know if my family is worried? Your mother was so anxious that she almost had a heart attack, do you know...... I fucking went to the department store you said and found you twice......"

Yu Weiguo glared at Yu Zheng angrily, his temper burst with thunder, he strode up to his son, and scolded directly, and at the same time raised his arm suddenly, as if a big-eared melon seed was about to fall on Yu Zheng's face in the next moment. But somehow, Yu Weiguo hesitated, and the raised slap did not swing down, but slowly put it down, just scolded in his mouth, and when he was talking, his nose suddenly moved, as if he smelled something, he glanced at Yu Zheng with some suspicion, and asked, "Have you drunk?" ”

"Yes."

Yu Zheng naturally didn't dare to lie in front of his angry father, and there was nothing to lie, he replied truthfully: "It was half past eight when we finished collecting the stall, and neither of us had eaten at that time, plus it was the first day, which was a good start, and it was unlucky to go home hungry on the first day of trading, so on the way back, I got off a restaurant, just the guest house of our factory." ”

After listening to his son's explanation.

Yu Weiguo also nodded.

In fact, he scolded just now, and when he heard his son say this, the anger in his heart had almost disappeared.

He was not against his son drinking, but he was really worried that he didn't come back so late.

When Yu Zheng hadn't come back yet, he was worried and angry, and his wife was also anxious and her heart hurt, and he said that when Yu Zheng came back, he would definitely teach him a hard lesson.

But now looking at his son's tired appearance, he suddenly felt a little unbearable in his heart, his son worked so late, it must be more than nine o'clock when he ate, he must be tired, and he will train him again, it is too unkind.

"Hey!"

Yu Weiguo also sighed and shook his head.

"My mother and I are also worried about what will happen to you, it is not safe at night, you don't come back so late, your mother is worried that she can't sleep, and she is afraid that you haven't eaten, so she will leave you in the pot." As he spoke, Yu Weiguo also patted his son's shoulder, his tone was much slower than before, and said, "If you come back so late in the future, you will tell your family as soon as possible, so that your mother will be so worried." ”

"Well, it's me who didn't do it today." Yu Zheng also nodded, although he told his mother at noon today that he would go to the farmers' market to set up a stall in the evening, but he didn't expect to be so busy.

"Mom, I'm sorry......" Yu Zheng said with a ashamed face on his mother.

It is indeed his fault to make his family so worried today.

"What's so sorry about this, it's not a bad thing you're doing...... Have you eaten? Let's go wash and go to bed after eating, it's so late. Qin Xiulian shook her head, said with a gentle expression, and then applied another color to her husband and asked him to stop talking.

It was so late, and his wife said so, Yu Weiguo didn't say anything about Yu Zheng anymore.

Yu Zheng did feel a little uncomfortable sweating, so he went to pick up a few basins of cold water, and washed them in the narrow patio with a few pots of hot water that his mother specially boiled for himself.

When he returned to his room, Yu Zheng originally wanted to write a few more chapters of "The Criminal Officer of the Great Song Dynasty", but when he was writing, he remembered that he handed over the book to Song Wanqing at noon.

Now the notebook is not in his hand.

Although you can write it in a different book.,But after all, it's a bit troublesome when you have to connect it when the time comes.。

And now Yu Zheng really feels that he is extremely tired from top to bottom, and his mental state is not very good.

I just went to sleep.

And I have to get up early tomorrow morning, not only do I have to go to the back door of the school to meet with Song Wanqing to borrow her guitar, it's not good to go late, I also have to find someone to order a pot that specializes in making shabu tofu skin skewers, and by the way, I have to go to the woodware factory to see if they have a suitable bamboo stick, if there is one, I can start my new idea tomorrow at the latest, if not, I have to find a way to find someone to do it.

Of course, this thing is also easy to make, and it doesn't cost much to find someone to do it.

Adjusted the alarm of his horseshoe bell above half past six, Yu Zheng lay directly on the bed with his clothes, he was too tired, he had to wear it tomorrow, and he didn't bother to take it off.

As soon as my head touched the pillow.

There was a soft bed under him, Yu Zheng felt a strong sleepiness attack, last night he stayed up late at night to write those chicken soup essays, and only slept for a maximum of an hour at noon, plus he was busy for a whole afternoon and a night, he was already exhausted.

Within a minute, Yu Zheng fell asleep.

Early morning.

Yu Zheng opened his eyes and slept until dawn, which was indeed extraordinarily relieved of fatigue.

He stretched his arms a little comfortably, and then casually turned his head to look at the horseshoe bells on the bedside, when he saw that the time displayed on the dial was already more than 7:20 and almost 7:25, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and he jumped off the bed violently, with an extremely anxious look on his face, and said 'damn it' in his mouth, and he didn't even wash his face, and directly rode the women's bicycle he borrowed from Chang Yiyi, and galloped towards the school.

The agreed time between him and Song Wanqing was to meet at half past seven in the grove at the back door of the school.

And now it's past 7:20.

Lateness is almost inevitable.

"Damn it, I'm going to be late......"

While pedaling the car quickly, Yu Zheng complained and blamed himself in his mouth.

Today they have a holiday, because the junior year of high school has to take the preliminary examination before the college entrance examination, and the first and second years of high school need to vacate the classroom to be the examination room. The pre-examination is actually a selection examination before the college entrance examination, which is a unique policy in this era, and only after passing the pre-examination can you participate in the college entrance examination in July. The reason is that there are too many candidates, and it is too wasteful of resources during the college entrance examination.

So you have to sift out a large number in advance.

According to the experience of previous years, generally speaking, about half of the people will be screened out for the pre-examination, but there are also some people who pass the pre-examination who feel that their grades are too poor, so they automatically give up the college entrance examination.

Almost one-third of students will take the final college entrance examination, and the admission rate is about 30 percent.

In other words, only one-third of the remaining one-third of the students will be admitted to college.

In some township middle schools, the number of people who take the college entrance examination may not be ten.

Universities here include junior colleges.

The competition in the college entrance examination in this era is so cruel, and the information of later generations says that the university acceptance rate in the 80s was about 30 percent, which is indeed true, but only one-third of the students will take the one-third of the college entrance examination acceptance rate.

Yu Zheng felt that it was very wrong for him to be late, because whether he borrowed someone else's things or asked the other party by himself, in terms of reason, he should have waited first.

What's more, people are still a girl, let a girl wait for herself...... Yu Zheng felt that what he did was too inauthentic.