No one had ever spoken to Gu Yunkai like this.

The people around him either never mentioned his identity as Gu Dacheng's son, as well as the many things that this identity brought him, or kept reminding him of the responsibilities he had to bear because of this identity and the obligation he had to maintain this glory.

Zhou Xiaoan said with a serious face, I know you are sad, and I am sad that I can't go hiking with my friends.

This is really childish, how can defending the country be compared to a child going on an outing and hiking?

But he could imagine for no reason that a little girl was sitting on her father's bicycle, trying to keep up with her friends, but the more she followed, the more disappointed she became.

No matter how hard you try to fit in, to be the most ordinary member of that team, it is in vain. In the end, only embarrassment and disappointment remained.

Zhou Xiaoan's analogy is very inappropriate, but it is very appropriate. It was so appropriate that he didn't want to say any form of kind words, "Thank you, Zhou Xiaoan." ”

In fact, Zhou Xiaoan regretted it after saying these words, and clenched his chopsticks nervously, feeling that the sense of substitution he suddenly had was too weird, how could Gu Yunkai be as cowardly as himself, but he was a big hero with an iron will......

And, even if he was really sad, he wouldn't be willing to let someone say it to his face, right? He doesn't need to be comforted by someone who is not familiar with him.

But he thanked him very sincerely.

Zhou Xiaoan let out a sigh of relief, and was happy and stupid again, "Hehe, then you eat more!" Today is a small year, so be happy. "It's noisy again, as if she's inviting people to dinner.

After saying that, her face turned red into tomatoes, what kind of brain circuit is this? How can you insist that today's Gu Yunkai is a little fragile and needs to be taken care of?

Zhou Xiaoan closed his mouth and stuffed a dumpling into his mouth, not daring to speak anymore.

Gu Yunkai's words increased. asked Zhou Xiaoan about her job, asked her if she had graduated from night school, asked her about the holiday arrangements for the New Year, and asked Zhou Xiaoquan about his studies, knowing that he was going to take the first middle school exam, and even offered to help him with tutoring.

Zhou Xiaoquan has grown a lot this year, a fifteen-year-old boy in the New Year, with a small circle of thin fluffy little black beard hanging from his mouth, and his voice has also become a male duck voice unique to voice changers, so he rarely speaks in front of outsiders recently.

However, Gu Yunkai asked Zhou Xiaoan about his study, and he answered it rarely, but he refused, okay, no, thank you Uncle Gu.

Zhou Xiaoan looked at this child who usually doesn't smile or speak, and everyone praised him for being polite and good-tempered, I don't know what kind of temper he is making today.

Eating other people's food, still waiting to see them? It's a bit inexplicable.

Zhou Xiaoan finished eating first, Gu Yunkai gave her money and meat tickets, and asked her to help him go to the restaurant next door to help him buy a piece of oily meat to take home, "My mother likes to eat this dish from his family, I'll buy one and go back to add vegetables to her at night." ”

With the experience of going grocery shopping last time, Zhou Xiaoan took the money and left.

After the oily meat, you have to wait for a while, and when Zhou Xiaoan comes back with the enamel rice jar, Gu Yunkai and Zhou Xiaoquan have already finished eating.

To her surprise, Zhou Xiaoquan was taking the initiative to ask Gu Yunkai questions, with a look of convincing and admiration, this expression only appeared on his face when facing his uncle.

It's changing so fast!

Zhou Xiaoan wrapped his enamel rice jar in a big handkerchief and handed it to Gu Yunkai, he wanted to bring the vegetables back, but he didn't even take a lunch box.

Walking out of the hotel, it was already dark, the fine snowflakes were still floating, and the dim street lamps shone on the thin snow, revealing a clean warmth, making this little Chinese New Year's Eve suddenly warm.

The three of them stood at the door of the hotel to say goodbye, the white air exhaled warmed the air around them, and after eating a belly of meat, everyone's faces were red and fluttering, and the snowflakes fell on their faces and heads without feeling cold at all.

Zhou Xiaoan declined Gu Yunkai's proposal to send the two of them home, "Ride back now, the meat is still warm when you get home, and the meat won't taste good if you go back to the pot after oil." ”

Zhou Xiaoquan also said goodbye to Gu Yunkai enthusiastically, "See you another day, Brother Gu!" ”

Zhou Xiaoan choked on his own breath, when did this kid turn Uncle Gu into Big Brother Gu again?!

But no matter how you ask him, he doesn't say, "It should have been called Brother Gu!" Brother Gu is not much older than us! ”

Well, you're justified in everything!

Zhou Xiaoan dragged him to night school for two hours to study, and it was embarrassing to take two math problems, so that he knotted his brows and grabbed his head into a bird's nest, so that he was more comfortable!

Zhou Xiaoan's classes in the night school have been completed, but she and Zhou Xiaoquan are still allowed to go to the classroom there every day to study.

There is no place to study at home or in the dormitory, and the two children are motivated, beautiful and cute, and have a sweet mouth, and the eldest sisters in the night school like them very much and welcome them to self-study.

Even Teacher Fan had nothing to do, went over to see what they were learning, and gave them serious guidance.

Zhou Xiaoquan was struggling with his math problems, and after Zhou Xiao'an finished practicing today's words, he began to study the literary pages of newspapers and magazines with a frown.

Her most recent research result is the publication of a short poem of more than 50 words in the poetry section of the provincial newspaper supplement, the content is very positive and progressive, the level is equivalent to limerick poetry, except for rhyme.

even got a dime and a half penny for the manuscript fee.

Zhou Xiaoan said that she was very happy, at least this is her original! It is also very difficult to change a few sentences into small poems that are in line with the characteristics of this era, and strive to make people see a little bit of literary color.

That's the doorway she'd been able to find after researching countless newspapers and magazines.

The first step of the Long March, she finally walked out!

After publishing a few more similar small tofu pieces, she can write a short article or something, and then publish a large article, step by step towards the goal she envisioned.

The publication of this limerick poem officially announced that Comrade Zhou Xiaoan's calligraphy practice stage has come to an end, and he will work hard to a higher level!

Don't underestimate the few strokes she practiced that don't look too brilliant words, people say that the world respects Luo Yi first and then respects people, in this era, literati are all looking at words first and then looking at people.

There is no passable word, and even the threshold of cultural people cannot be stepped into. Even if the words are not good, even the work will be affected.

Zhou Xiaoan, a new clerk in the testing department, because of his bad handwriting, Section Chief Xie didn't even let him write a report to the Mining Bureau, he has been here for more than half a year, and now he can only check the information for others.

Zhou Xiaoan looked at his words and patted his chest in shock, her previous level was not as good as others!

If she just took her cockroach leg-like words to the testing department to ask for help, whether Section Chief Xie would use her is a big problem, and there is no need to make achievements at all, not to mention that the data report she handed over to the Mining Bureau also won a municipal copywriting award.

Therefore, Zhou Xiaoan is now very glad that he did not take shortcuts at the beginning, and worked hard step by step. (To be continued.) )