"Qi Daxun, do you still care about your son? It's only eighteen years old, and I've just stepped out of high school, so I'll learn to drink old wine first. ”

As soon as Qi Ming entered the door, Dai Lijuan smelled the smell of wine, and the face of the southern woman, who lived a delicate life, was gloomy at the moment, and she stood at the door with her voice shouting Qi Ming's father's name, and in a hurry, the southern Wu Nong accent was exposed.

In fact, after coming out of Yuexiu, Qi Ming knew that he had a smell of smoke and alcohol on his body, so he sent Fang Wenjin home under the pretext of sending Fang Wenjin home, and sat in the park near the family home for half an hour before going home.

The smell of alcohol can't be dispersed, and I just hope that the smell of smoke on my body can dissipate somewhat.

Qi Daxun came out of the toilet with a newspaper, glanced at Qi Ming, and saw that although his son's face was a little red, he could still walk in a straight line, so he casually responded: "How much did you drink?" ”

"Liu Xuqiang, Fang Wenjin and Zhao Zeming, just the four of us, didn't drink too much and half a case of beer." Qi Ming actually didn't tell the truth, because although it was just the four of them, after the atmosphere in the second half was in place, he asked for half a case of beer.

"Well, it stands to reason that they are all eighteen years old, and it doesn't hurt to drink a little wine, and it is inevitable that they will go into society in the future." After Qi Daxun finished speaking, he glanced at Dai Lijuan and said, "But in the future, you have to drink less, know how to refuse, and do what you can." ”

After listening to her husband's two sentences of explanation, Dai Lijuan muttered angrily and went into the kitchen, and soon took out a bag of warm milk and threw it into Qi Ming's arms, "There is no one at home who is worry-free." ”

Taking a sip of milk, Qi Ming said to Dai Lijuan in the kitchen, "Mom, let's discuss something." ”

"Say."

"I'm going to be a freshman in September, and I want to go alone." Qi Ming drank all the milk in one go.

Qi Daxun put down the newspaper and looked at Qi Ming without speaking.

"If the reason is good, then you go yourself." Dai Lijuan was unusual, and suddenly became a little serious.

"First of all, Shanghai is your hometown, I'm not scared."

"Secondly, I got a bank card in the afternoon, and the tuition can be punched in, so I just took the bank card to register. I will leave a few days in advance, familiarize myself with the environment, and go around the Ten Mile Ocean Field by the way. No matter who you and my dad follow, I find it troublesome to have a big bag. ”

"Finally, can you send me this first time, and you can keep sending it in the future?"

In fact, there is another point that Qi Ming didn't say in his stomach, this pair of money fans will not be willing to stop the business at the airport for half a day, so there must be someone who has to stay in Zhongzhou.

So whether it's a father's delivery or a mother's delivery, you have to come back alone after reporting and then come back in a green skin.

Dai Lijuan wanted to blurt out a refusal, but Qi Daxun's foot on the coffee table lightly stepped on her, and then said to Qi Ming, "Yes, things have to be packed up, you have to think about it carefully, there are many things you have to deal with in this first report, and you have to rely on yourself for everything." ”

Qi Ming laughed, and his eyes narrowed into crescents again: "You can stay in Zhongzhou to earn money, you didn't persuade me at the beginning, let me study art, this is a good four years of tuition is not old and young." ”

Dai Lijuan didn't express any opinions from beginning to end, but Qi Daxun casually talked to Qi Ming again. However, the chatting between father and son was purely toothpaste-squeezing, and after five minutes of difficulty, Qi Daxun put away the newspaper and went back to his bedroom.

When she was lying on the bed and about to fall asleep, Dai Lijuan suddenly said worriedly: "Old Qi, why do I suddenly feel that Qi Ming, this little ghost, has changed." ”

"It's your son again, go to sleep, don't be cranky." Qi Daxun said with a big grin.

Dai Lijuan turned over and sighed at the moonlight, "In the final analysis, it's actually just that we have grown up, and when we grow up, we can't help it, and we don't need it anymore." ”

Qi Ming took a hot bath and lay comfortably on the bed, the smell of wine still volatilizing between his mouth and nose. He still thinks that the 10,000 yuan he earned from selling cracking games will not be told to his parents for the time being, after all, this is a side-kick in the final analysis, and it will be more troublesome to solve the follow-up problems.

In the next few days, Qi Ming gave himself a vacation, slept until he woke up naturally every day, and went out after eating a few bites of food. After all, there was a shortage of funds when it was burned, and it all depended on the face of Uncle Yang, so he dug the corner of civil aviation and burned a thousand small discs without spending a penny.

Qi Ming knows that this kind of advantage cannot be taken advantage of. So the first time I made money, I made up the more than 1,000 blank discs and sent them over in person.

In addition to the technology market, Qi Ming's most visited place these days is the computer room. Liu Shanshi's business should be going well, basically Zhongzhou City has installed some of the machines in the computer room with those six games.

Qi Ming is still confident, after all, these six games themselves are all classic games, but the information was not developed in that era, and the network speed was slow to death, and it took time for these games to become popular.

And among them, Half-Life is the most popular game, almost all the computer rooms in Zhongzhou City, as long as there is a certain scale, Qi Ming almost went in to take a look, almost everyone is playing "Half-Life", followed by "Tomb Raider" and "Resident Evil".

At that time, the computer room was not called an Internet café, and the concept of a night package had just taken shape, but even so, there were still many Internet addicted teenagers who were obsessed with "Half-Life", and they devoted themselves to it, wanting to clear the plot.

In the second half of August, when the summer heat is fading, I see that September is coming, and I have to go to Shanghai as soon as September is over.

During this period, Yang Yifu came to Qi Ming's house, one was to find Qi Daxun to drink and brag, and the other was to bring his daughter Yang Motuo to Qi Ming with gifts.

It was a carefully packaged gift box, and it seemed that Yang Mo had chosen it for a long time, and personally wrote a message of blessing Qi Ming.

Upon opening the box, it was revealed to be a Sony D-777 portable CD. The overall gray color has rounded corners. And it is an original imported machine, not to mention the domestic at that time, even if it is Xiangjiang or Baodao, this Sony classic series can be regarded as a trendy thing.

There is also a CD, which is Bob Dylan's 1997 album Time Out of Mind.

"Qi Ming, you have to thank you Sister Mo, this thing is not cheap." Dai Lijuan said.

"Thank you for sure." Qi Ming said and ran back to his room, and then took out a big bag, "This is all for Sister Mo, this bag is a pig's trotter with water, which is now browned." I specially asked someone to vacuum pack it to preserve the original flavor as much as possible. But try not to leave it for too long, it's best to find someone to send it in the next few days. Anyway, you are also guarding the civil aviation building, and it is still easy to ask a captain and stewardess to deliver something. ”

Yang Yifu touched his belly and smiled from ear to ear.

He knows that his daughter has been talking on the phone before, and he is not used to eating southern food, so he wants to eat Hu spicy soup and stewed noodles in his hometown, and then there is the famous pig's trotters in the suburbs of Zhongzhou.

In Yang Mo's words, there are too many things that can't be eaten in a foreign land, tossing and turning when I am hungry at night, and my head is full of these.

"A few days ago, your sister Mo was still chattering, but I didn't expect you to be ready." Yang Yifu said that carrying the bag of pig's trotters, all of them were pumped into vacuum packaging, "Xushui is more than 30 kilometers away from here, you haven't run a long way, right?" ”

"Little things." Qi Ming smiled.

"There is a heart, there is a heart." Saying that, Yang Yifu kneaded Qi Ming's hair into a mess again, and muttered while rubbing it, "Godson and son-in-law, you have to choose one of these two identities sooner or later." But I'm not in a hurry anyway, I just went to college, and when you Sister Mo graduates and works for a few years, you will graduate, and it's not too late to talk about it then. ”

I've been tired of hearing this about being a godson since I was a child, but regardless of Yang Yifu's saying that being a son-in-law can't be distracted, Qi Ming mostly laughed and laughed.

Time is just like this, day by day, in the sunrise and sunset, ordinary and unremarkable.

On this day, Qi Ming followed Fang Wenjin to Zhongzhou University on Taoyuan Road for the last time.

Fang Wenjin wants to say goodbye to his friends in the English corner, and Qi Ming wants to go to Zhongzhou University again to meet Li Zhiheng, and some things still have to be done in a hurry before reporting.

This time, I didn't meet in the cafeteria, but outside CUHK, in a cold drink shop that fried yogurt.

Two weeks have passed since they first met, during which the two have met a few times, Li Zhiheng has lived up to Qi Ming's high expectations, and according to the content of Qi Ming's sketchbook, he has made a 'work' that he is very satisfied with.

Li Zhiheng should belong to the kind of person who is born and matured twice, this time he is as cramped and nervous as when they first met, and occasionally makes a few jokes.

The two joked politely, and Qi Ming went straight to the point first, "How is our follow-up work going?" ”

Li Zhiheng scratched his head, "It's more complicated, but don't worry about my skills, just give me a little more time, and you can complete everything you want." ”

As if expecting the other party to say this, Qi Ming smiled and took out five hundred yuan and put it on the table: "How long." ”

"A month ago."

Qi Ming added five more.

"A week."

"No, there's no time to wait." Qi Ming added ten more this time.

"Three days! Just three days, and I'll give you the finished product after three days. ”

"Okay, refreshed." Qi Ming gave a thumbs up with his left hand, but with lightning speed with his right hand, he quickly withdrew the two thousand pieces on the table in his hand in the blink of an eye.

Li Zhiheng: ???

Qi Ming patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'll come back to you in three days, in addition, this fried yogurt is really good, remember to pay for it." ”