Zhao Ji's early shop is not only the storefront of Zhao Yan's family, but also the place where his family lives.

At noon, the breakfast shop is naturally closed.

Zhao Yan casually leaned his bicycle against the lamppost on the side of the road, and staggered into the house with his head down, his loose shirt and sullen expression looked like a remnant of a defeated army.

"Ah Yan is back! Dad, Mom, Auntie! It's time to eat! ”

As soon as Zhao Yan entered the house, he heard the happy voice of the eldest sister Zhao Ru, aunt? Zhao Yan looked up, isn't it! The aunt was sitting at the dining table surrounded by three breakfast tables, holding a cup of tea in her hand, and looking at him with a smile.

"Hello Auntie!"

Zhao Yan was stunned for a moment and shouted.

Zhao Yan's aunt is naturally his mother's sister, and she doesn't read much like his mother, but she marries well, although she is a concubine, but her husband is the deputy director of the provincial forestry bureau, and it is certain that she has no worries about food and clothing.

(Although it is now the 21st century, the Ming Dynasty is still polygamous, and it is normal for powerful or wealthy people to take several concubines.) ）

Women! Since ancient times, it is better to do a good job than to marry, although Aunt Zhao Yan is a concubine, but the woman is expensive by her husband, and she has been living a quiet and rich life for most of her life in the past, which is the best life among all the relatives of Zhao Yan's family.

It is also because she is a concubine, her husband does not spend much time with her, so she has a lot of free time to visit various relatives' houses every year, and brings some gifts to each family, and wraps some red envelopes for the children.

The topic is far away, let's get down to business!

Zhao Yan said hello, and Aunt Wu Yimei smiled and said, "Ah Yan has grown taller again!" That's almost 1.8 meters, right? So much taller than your parents, I've always wondered who is this kid Ah Yan? Dongrong! Is your ancestor as tall as Ah Yan? ”

Zhao Dongrong is the name of Zhao Yan's father.

Zhao Yan's aunt Wu Yimei used to call him Dongrong.

Zhao Yan's father was sitting next to him, and when he heard this, he glanced at his son from the corner of his eye, and pouted: "Who knows how this little bastard grows!" In the past few years, it has been growing! His mother has to change his clothes twice a year, and each time the clothes he just bought for him haven't passed for a season, and the clothes are small again! ”

Wu Yiping, Zhao Yan's mother, was serving food to the table with Zhao Yan's eldest sister and younger sister, and when she heard this, she glanced at her husband angrily: "How can you talk?" Like you? Like you, a three-inch ding? Is it bad for a Yan to grow taller? ”

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The atmosphere at home is as usual, the parents are always bickering, and the eldest sister is smiling and eating, serving vegetables to the aunt, the younger sister and Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan's father Zhao Dongrong has always looked at Zhao Yan unpleasantly, Zhao Yan's mother just can't stand him picking on Zhao Yan's fault, every time Zhao Dongrong says that Zhao Yan is not good, Zhao Yan's mother will fire at him, and there is no need for Zhao Yan to resist.

Wu Yiping's doting on Zhao Yan is undisguised.

As soon as she ate a few bites of lunch, Aunt Zhao Yan turned around and took out a few pieces of paper from her bag and handed them to Zhao Yan: "Hey, that's right!" Ah Yan! Take a good look at these admissions brochures! Last time your mother called me and said that you were going to take the college entrance examination, and with your grades, there must be no hope for college! Your mother told your aunt on the phone, help you pay attention, is there a suitable technical school for you, no! Auntie came back this time mainly to send you this! These enrollment brochures are the best technical schools in the provincial capital! When you finish reading it, you can still earn two or three thousand yuan a month! ”

Zhao Yan had just received a few admissions brochures, and when he heard his aunt's introduction, he was in a bad mood.

Studying in a technical school?

Two or three thousand yuan a month after graduation?

Zhao Yan thought of the panther phantom that he saw Xiao Mengyue at the school gate just after school, and thought that the car was worth at least 30 million, and then looked at the enrollment brochures in his hand, he felt very uncomfortable.

The college entrance examination is a watershed in life!

This sentence, he used to listen to the head teacher and they said in the class, Zhao Yan used to be very dissatisfied with this sentence, never heard it in his heart, it was all in the left ear and out of the right ear.

It was only at this moment that he truly realized the true meaning of this sentence.

Watershed? Is this going to divide the water?

Xiao Mengyue can go to the top university, but he Zhao Yan can only go to a technical school? Learning to drive? Beauty haircuts? Or is it some kind of mess?

"Ah Yan! Look at it! ”

Mother Wu Yiping looked at Zhao Yan with some concern and persuaded carefully. In fact, at this time, everyone at the table noticed the abnormality of Zhao Yan's expression.

Knowing the son Mo Ruomu!

Wu Yiping knows best how high her baby son's heart is, except for his poor grades in school, he never admits defeat in everything else.

Even girls, girls who seem to her to be beautiful, every time she asks Zhao Yan if a certain girl is good-looking, Zhao Yan always dismisses it, he is only interested in the most beautiful girls.

"Ah Yan! Check it out! ”

Zhao Yan's eldest sister Zhao Ru also began to persuade softly.

The little sister Zhao Yuxiang pursed her lips, her position on this brother who loves to bully her has always been the same as her father, but at this time she didn't dare to open her mouth to stimulate Zhao Yan, and she didn't dare to provoke Zhao Yan when she was in a bad mood.

Zhao Dongrong took a sip of wine and habitually made Zhao Yan say: "Regret? I would have asked you to read well, but you didn't read! You know what kind of boxing you practice when you read novels, and when people go to school to study, you know how to fight with people! Do you regret it now? It's late! If you want to go to a technical school! Or go to learn how to cook with Lao Tzu's friends! See for yourself! Muddy balls! ”

Wu Yiping: "You don't have to say a word!" Wine can't stop your broken mouth! ”

Zhao Yan's aunt Wu Yimei glanced at Zhao Yan's father, and then said to Zhao Yan: "Ah Yan! Don't be so high! What about people! Accept your fate! Your parents' conditions are like this, and you yourself are not the material for reading! It's not okay not to accept fate! Now there are only three paths in front of you! One is to listen to my aunt and go to a technical school! One of them! It's up to your dad to learn to cook! The last way, I heard that you are very good at fighting, but you can go to the army! But if you don't fight in these years, you won't be able to mix up if you go to be a soldier for the rest of your life! Think about it! It's better to go to a technical school, at least to support yourself later, you say? ”

The more Zhao Yan listened, the more panicked he became, not because he felt that what his father and aunt said was wrong, or because he felt that what they said was right, so he was even more upset.

"I'm full! Auntie, Mom! Eat it! ”

Zhao Yan, who was in a very depressed mood, pushed away the rice bowl that had only eaten a few bites, and suddenly got up and strode upstairs, and the few admissions brochures were also casually put on the dining table by him.

The rest of the family, you look at me, I look at you.

"Alas!"

Wu Yiping sighed gloomily, Zhao Yan's eldest sister Zhao Ru also lost her appetite for eating, and Zhao Yan's aunt Wu Yimei pursed her lips and shook her head and said, "Ah Yan, this child is still too young!" Then he will know what fate is! No matter how high the heart is, what is the use of life? ”

This time, Zhao Yan's father did not belittle his son again, and his expression was a little annoyed, and he took a sip of the wine glass and stuffed it into his mouth, frowning.

(Thanks to Shen Yuanzhi, Pedestrian Mengdao, % Ling& Yun%, Zhou Yezi, and the five fanatics for rewarding 100 coins, and thanks to old friends for once being moved to reward 10,000 coins and becoming the fifth helmsman in this book, welcome back!) ）