3. The rat boy who bumped into the old cat

After a night of crazy play and a beautiful lazy sleep, when I woke up in the morning, Yan Xiaose felt that the world in front of her was bright, and everything seemed so beautiful and thriving. Seeing that the alarm clock had passed eight o'clock, I remembered that I was going to visit Bai Xiaoding in the hospital with my classmates today, so I jumped up, washed up and went downstairs for breakfast.

Yan Mansion is located in the famous manor in the east city of Danbei, which is a two-storey single-story villa in simple European style, with an elegant appearance; The interior is a new Chinese style, with exquisite materials and excellent workmanship, showing the owner's aesthetic taste and strong financial resources everywhere. When he moved in, Yan Xiaose didn't live in the bedroom on the second floor, and he had to live in the attic above, and the reason given was that the upstairs was quieter and more conducive to learning, but he actually wanted to hide from Lao Yan so that he would be less taught.

When Yan Xiaose whistled happily and ran down the stairs to the restaurant, he saw his father Yan Chenglin sitting at the dining table eating breakfast unhurriedly, and immediately ran into an old cat like a mouse boy who had not bumped into the old cat. ”

Yan Chenglin is nearly sixty years old, with a tiger-eyed lion-nose and a powerful nose, his temples are like frost, his hair is neatly combed back to his head, and he is wearing a lightly ironed light blue shirt and a dark blue twill tie, looking elegant and capable. Sitting next to him, the woman called "Aunt Cheng" by Xiao Se was in her early thirties, she was a beautiful southern beauty with exquisite makeup, her hair was pulled back in a neat manner, and her body was slightly plump in a casual cheongsam.

Yan Chenglin glanced at his son coldly, and ignored him with a gloomy face. Xiao Se's heart became empty, he knew that the driver, Lao Li, must have reported what he did yesterday to Lao Yan.

"Ziming, sit down, do you drink porridge or soy milk?" Aunt Cheng looked at him and asked gently.

"Porridge, thank you Aunt Cheng." Yan Xiaose walked to the dining table, gently pulled out the chair and sat down.

Aunt Cheng picked up a bowl, put porridge in a soup Gu and handed it to him, her movements were soft and light, and she looked very beautiful, she was Yan Chenglin's former secretary and current wife, her real name was Cheng Fangyan. After his father got married, Yan Xiaose refused to call this young stepmother "Mom", Yan Chenglin didn't force him, and Cheng Fangyan didn't care.

The three of them ate silently, Yan Xiaose regretted it, thinking that if he had known that Lao Yan hadn't left, he wouldn't have been able to go downstairs to eat this unpalatable meal! However, how did he know that Yan Chenglin, who usually went out to work before seven o'clock, deliberately stayed at home today and waited for him to be trained.

Yan Chenglin belongs to the first group of people in Danbei to get rich after the reform and opening up. He became a soldier at the age of 18, and was assigned to the Danbei City Construction Company after demobilization, because he was disgusted by the leader at work, so he simply resigned and worked alone. At the beginning of 1997, Yan Chenglin entered the field of real estate development by virtue of his advantages in the construction industry and established Maolin Group. In those years, Yan Chenglin, who caught up with the national policy and had a steady and solid style, ushered in the golden development period of his career, and in just a few years, Maolin developed into a comprehensive enterprise group with real estate development as the main business in Danbei City, and he was therefore recognized as the richest man in Danbei.

However, he also had something unsatisfactory about his successful career, that is, the early death of his wife Feng Wan. Feng Wan is Yan Xiaose's biological mother, and the two worked hard together after marriage, and their relationship was very good. Feng Wan was only 41 years old when she died of illness, Yan Chenglin missed her very much, especially after her career achievements, when she thought of the hardships she had endured and started a business with herself, but now she felt sorry for her.

Back then, the skinny Feng Wan was lying on the hospital bed and held Yan Chenglin's hand tightly, telling him to take good care of their son after his death, Yan Chenglin burst into tears and swore that he would definitely let her rest assured. In fact, even if there is no Feng Wan's advice before his death, Yan Chenglin will treat his son with kindness, that is his only son, the Yan family depends on him to continue the incense, not to mention, now his family has a big business, and he is also close to the age of sixties, and he has begun to think about the problem of the heir to the cause. He knows very well that on the issue of his son's education, he has a lot of dereliction of duty as a father, he used to be so busy with work that he didn't even have time to go home for a meal, but now that his career has finally formed and stabilized, disciplining and cultivating his son has naturally become the first major thing in his heart. But what is worrying is that Yan Ziming has developed a lot of bad habits in recent years, such as being playful, frivolous, not liking to learn, and not self-motivated, and it is obviously not easy to correct it now.

Because of his own growth experience, Yan Chenglin always thinks that "doting is fiercer than a tiger", so he has always put on a majestic posture that is more fierce than a tiger to his son, and Yan Xiaose, who is afraid of his father like a tiger, can hide and hide, no, he was uncomfortable in front of his father, he finished the porridge in the bowl and got up to leave, Yan Chenglin's faint words were like a thunder in the flat ground, which shocked him to sit back again, "Ziming, the test is over, how do you feel?" ”

"Uh...... Fair. Yan Xiaose was vague.

"So-so? Sloppy answers? ”

“…… No, Dad, I mean...... Overall feeling. Yan Xiaose lowered her head slightly, and dealt with it carefully.

"Can I get into college?" Yan Chenglin's voice was still calm.

“…… I guess it's enough to choke ......" Yan Xiaose's voice was small.

"You know enough!" Yan Chenglin suddenly slammed the bowl in his hand on the table, which frightened Yan Xiaose, "You said, yesterday's exam, you were out of the exam room in just over half an hour, aren't you?" ”

Yan Xiaose lowered her head and didn't dare to answer.

"How many times have I told you, let you answer the questions well, check carefully after answering, and you are not allowed to hand in the paper within an hour, you take my words as wind in your ears, huh?" The more Yan Chenglin spoke, the more angry he became.

"Cheng Lin, don't get angry yet, if you have something to say, talk to Ziming slowly." Cheng Fangyan dissuaded, every time Yan Chenglin trained her son, she would say this sentence almost word for word.

Yan Chenglin angrily pointed at Yan Xiaose with his hand, "With him like this, can I not get angry?" ”。

"Dad, yesterday was a special circumstance, Bai Xiaoding fainted in the examination room......"

"So you handed in the papers, carried him out and sent him to the hospital? How can so many teachers in the exam room highlight you? Yan Xiaose snorted and wanted to argue, but before he could finish speaking, Yan Chenglin had already interrupted him.

"Dad, they all say that saving someone's life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter...... What's more, he's my classmate, I can't die without help, right? ”

"You are poor! You save people, who will save you? Yan Chenglin slapped the table angrily, Yan Xiaose simply lowered his head and stopped talking, the rich experience accumulated in the long-term "struggle" with his father told him that at this time, the more he resisted, the more fierce the suppression would be.

"Cheng Lin, although Ziming didn't listen to you this time, his intentions are good, don't be angry first, after all, the grades haven't come down yet." Cheng Fangyan persuaded softly.

“…… Okay, since your Aunt Cheng also said so, then I will let you have a few days of relaxation, wait for the score to come down, if you don't do well in the exam, see how I clean you up! After Yan Chenglin finished speaking, he stood up with a black face, Cheng Fangyan hurriedly picked up his briefcase and sent him to the door, and Xiao Se made a grimace at his father's back.