I opened my eyes and lay in bed and didn't want to get up. I was still reminiscing about that strange dream in my head.

I haven't had time to watch TV series recently, why do you dream of this kind of dream like a TV series? Is it nostalgia for those days when you have nothing to do and go to watch those cheating TV series?

Alas, too, how comfortable it would be to be able to lie down and sleep for a while.

After lying in bed for a few minutes, I had to get up to pick up the goods. He gritted his teeth and got up from the warm bed.

"Zhihan, you can sleep again, I'll cook breakfast."

I got dressed and was about to go to the bathroom to pee when I heard my mom talking to me in the kitchen.

"Mom? Why are you up? Oops, go back to sleep and I'll burn it. ”

I was amazed. Went into the kitchen to pull her back to sleep. I saw porridge cooking in the rice cooker, and my mother's two hands were mixing flour in the basin.

"I'll make you a few pieces of bread, and you'll be hungry after just eating porridge."

My mother looked at me and smiled as she turned around and was busy working.

I was so excited that I didn't know what to do, and I didn't have the heart to go back to sleep.

"Mom, are you recovering so fast? It was unexpected. That's great, I'll ask my boss for a line today. This will save you from having to live a hard life. ”

"Zhihan, mom is not afraid of a hard life, but she can't let you get tired. In my opinion, you should take some time to read, and you can take the college entrance examination in the future. After all, sending express delivery is not a long-term solution. Mom stopped and said to me solemnly.

I said it would work.

Grandpa said that people must constantly enrich themselves with knowledge in order to be invincible in society. No matter what you do in the future, you have knowledge to have a way out. This is a truth that has been indisputable since ancient times.

Today, I took the time to go to the homeroom teacher's house and ask him if he had any good materials for resuming school.

When I think of the head teacher, I think of Ye Guilian in my dream just now, and when I think of Ye Guilian, I think of Wei Xiaoxiao again. Why do the two of them look so alike?

What does that dream mean? I couldn't figure it out for a moment.

I couldn't help my mother in the kitchen, so I went back to bed and waited for breakfast.

At a glance, I saw the hand-copied booklet that I had left there on the side of the pillow against the wall. So he reached out and picked it up and looked at it.

Although traditional Chinese characters are difficult to recognize, you can basically read the sentence smoothly according to the side when you calm down.

Hey, isn't this first story the same as what I saw in my dreams? It's just that there is no preface to the girl Ye Guilian.

The story on the hand-copied booklet begins with Master Xu going to the casino.

I'm a little curious, why do you always love to dream lately? And I dream of dead ghosts.

"Gambling"? What does the name of the casino mean when it is gambling?

What's even stranger is that since my father jumped off the building and committed suicide, how did this strange thing happen one after another?

I was wondering when my mom called me for breakfast.

I put down the booklet and went to breakfast, it was important to go to work and earn money.

After breakfast, I rode out of the neighborhood on a tricycle.

When the sky was clear, I saw the sun in the sky peeking out of the clouds. Can't wait to get out.

But in the morning, the temperature is very low and very cold. It's even colder when you ride a bike.

I try not to think about the cold word, but there have been a lot of happy things lately, and I forget about the cold when I think about those happy things.

When I came to the company, Xiao Huang and the thin man were already standing at the door waiting for me.

"Hey, why did you two big lazy worms come here so early today?" I asked curiously.

"Xiao Xu, I'm bringing you breakfast." Xiao Huang smiled and handed me the fast food box and milk in his hand.

I said that I had eaten at home, and I was afraid of you who had nothing to do. Eat yourselves.

Xiao Huang hurriedly explained: "I just want to thank you for helping me win so much money yesterday, nothing else, don't think too much." You see, I bought xiao long bao and pot sticker dumplings. Let's eat as much as you want. ”

After he finished speaking, he pulled me and ran to the company lounge.

I had to go in with it.

After eating two xiaolongbao, I put down my chopsticks. Today, my mother made a cake that was so fragrant that I ate two more pieces, but now I really can't eat it at all.

"If you have anything to say, just say it, don't beat around the bush."

I knew that he had something to do, so I helped them find out.

The thin man poked Xiao Huang with his arm and told him to say.

Huang watched me clear my throat and get down to business.

"Hehe, Xiao Xu, you are so smart, in fact, we have something to ask you. That's it, that's it, that's it, that's ......" Xiao Huang was spitting there, and he was really anxious to die.

"Don't grind, get to the point." I urged him.

Xiao Huang said, from today onwards, all my couriers have been contracted by him and the thin man. He sent it to the two of them, on the condition that I help him go to the casino every night.

He only needs to win two or three thousand a day and leave. Ask me if it's okay.

I said no problem, but you have to listen to me both.

"Definitely, definitely. Be sure to listen to you. ”

The two of them nodded like pounded garlic. A series of several must have been uttered.

In the end, we agreed that I would deliver the morning express by myself. In the afternoon, he sent two trips. I can review my homework at home. Go to the casino with them at night.

I added that as long as you two listen to me, the winnings will be on me.

Xiao Huang and Thin Man are crazy. The two of them happily took the goods.

After I finished delivering the morning's goods, I went to Mr. Wei's house to find him.

Mr. Wei teaches foreign languages, today is Wednesday, and there are no classes in the morning. He has been our homeroom teacher since his freshman year of high school, and I know his curriculum very well.

It's not eleven o'clock yet, and he's probably home. So I rode a tricycle to the Emerald Garden.

I knocked on Mr. Wei's door.

It only took two knocks on the door to open.

"Teacher Wei, I'm here to ask you where I should start reviewing now?" I smiled respectfully at Mr. Wei, who came to open the door.

"Oh, come in." Mr. Wei opened the security door and let me in.

I changed my shoes and went into Mr. Wei's house.

This is a large set of three bedrooms, two living rooms and two bathrooms, and the decoration is quite exquisite.

Seeing that Mr. Wei was cooking, I was a little embarrassed: "I'm disturbing your work." Or I'll help you cook, and you can help me find information. My cooking is also delicious. ”

Teacher Wei hesitated for a few seconds, then agreed with a smile. And he went into the study.

I went into the kitchen and the rice was already burning in the rice cooker. See white radish, greens, fish, and chicken wings in the washing basin. I started washing the dishes by hand.

Speaking of stir-frying, I think of my grandfather again. During the summer vacation of the third year of junior high school, my grandfather suddenly said that he wanted to teach me how to cook. If you want to learn a dish, you will be rewarded if it tastes good again. I was curious and happy.

At that time, I was saving money to buy an Apple 6, and I was looking for this good thing.

In one summer, I learned how to stir-fry, braised vegetables, steamed vegetables, and make soup with my grandfather.

Also earned an Apple 6 and a laptop.

That winter, my grandfather died. I think it took him a few months to get used to sleeping alone at night and cooking and eating alone at home during the day.

Later, I realized why my grandfather taught me to cook, because he was afraid that my parents would not be able to take care of me when they gambled outside. Just let me take care of myself.

But grandpa, where would you have thought that the result would be a hundred times more serious than you thought, and it would be a ruined family.

But grandpa, don't worry, you're not afraid of Lao Tzu's poverty, but you're afraid of your son's instigation. Grandson, I will definitely earn back face for the surname Xu.

As I worked, I counted in my heart.

I started by roasting the white radish, which is actually the best dish to be braised with pork. But Mr. Wei didn't buy pork, so I took a look at what kind of oil they used to cook their food.

It was FLM rapeseed oil, and I had confidence in my heart. Good roasted vegetables in rapeseed oil are actually very delicious and can bring out the taste of pork. Salad oil can't do it.

I cut the white radish into the shape of a water chestnut, turned on the gas stove and poured rapeseed oil into the pot. When the oil is 60% hot, add star anise, shredded ginger, and bay leaves. When the aroma is fragrant, add the white radish and stir-fry.

When it is a little soft, pour some cooking wine, soy sauce, and add some water to cook for a while. When it is half cooked, add salt and sugar. Simmer for a while, and put some MSG when eight are ripe. Cook for a while and you're ready to cook.

Then one stove cooks chicken wings and the other cooks fish.

Mr. Wei found the information and came out, and when he saw that I was quite proficient in cooking, he stood aside and smiled silently.

The fish and chicken wings were cooked one after the other.

The pot in which the fish is boiled cannot fry cabbage, it will have a fishy smell.

I washed the pot where the chicken wings were roasted and fried the cabbage.

After all the dishes were cooked, I asked Mr. Wei to give me a lecture.

When I came to the study, I saw a photo of their family on the desk. Wei Xiaoxiao looks like Teacher Wei and doesn't look like his wife.

Teacher Wei told me that I should patiently review the lessons I have learned before learning new courses. This way it can be linked back and forth.

As he was talking, Wei Xiaoxiao came back from school. When she saw me, she giggled again.

When I saw her, my heart was in turmoil. Besides, when it was time to eat, I got up and said goodbye.

"Little handsome guy, let's eat here." Wei Xiaoxiao stood at the door blocking my way.

Teacher Wei also kept me. He said that he could continue the lecture after eating.

I used the excuse that I would have to take care of my mother when I went back, so I resolutely didn't eat there. I said in my heart, can I learn with Wei Xiaoxiao?

My heart jumps at the thought of her. When I saw her, my brain was like it was being poured into a pulp.

If she had stayed with me, I wouldn't have shivered with excitement or would have been drunk. What else to learn? Let's go home and study on your own.

I came home with a large pile of books, and when I saw Chubby's door open, I walked in.

"Hey, Chubby, why are you back?" I asked Chubby.

He was sitting at his desk smoking, and I asked strangely, "Why did you start smoking?" What's wrong? ”

Chubby quickly extinguished the cigarette. Crying with a fat face, he said to me, "I was fired by my boss." ”

I didn't know what to say for a while, and looked at him in a daze.

"Have you eaten? Come to my side for dinner first. Anyway, you have to fill your stomach first. ”

Chubby got up and followed me out of the room.

When I entered my room, my mother had already cooked and was waiting for me.

We didn't say anything and started eating.

Xiaopang, who is usually able to eat, only ate one night today and put down the bowl. When I saw it, I picked up his bowl and helped him fill another bowl of rice and put it in front of you.

"Eat, eat enough to have the strength to work. Can a living person be suffocated by urine? If it's a big deal, follow me to deliver the courier. "I comforted Chubby.

My mother also persuaded him that it was better to deliver the courier first, and then look for the horse on horseback.

Chubby said that his family was in trouble. His mother found out that it was breast cancer, and now the hospital needs money for surgery. If you lose your job at this time, what the fuck will happen to your medical bills?

Chubby told me that he was 23 years old. I have an older sister and a mother at home. His father died in a car accident when he was 12 years old. The mother relied on compensation to raise their sister and brother hard, and they never remarried. Now that she's sick, Chubby says he's going to help his mom heal anyway.

My mother and I were also sad when we heard it. It's not easy.