"What, haven't come out yet?" In the kitchen, Wang Chongzheng was wearing an apron, busy next to the eucalyptus, a rolling pin nearly eighty centimeters long in his hand, and a huge dough were easily handled, but the mood of Yicheng, who was just chopping vegetables next to him and preparing to make a noise, was not very high.

"It's been months!" Seeing that Yicheng didn't speak, Wang Chong said, "It's time to come out." ”

"The past is all gone, and people's eyes are in front of their heads, so they should look forward instead of immersing themselves in the past."

"I just think, I'm a little sorry for Xiao Lang!" Qiao Yicheng still lowered his head, and the kitchen knife in his hand skillfully cut the mutton into small pieces of about the same size.

The huge dough was divided into three small ones by Wang Zhong and ready to be rolled out into dough one by one.

"You, everything is good, it's just this heart, it's too kind." Wang Zhong shook his head, and with the strength of his body, he had already rolled out one dough into a thick and even dough, and then took the second one.

"Even if you don't mind her past and agree to marry her, I won't agree." Wang Chongyu said: "Or, that is, you marry her, from now on, don't call me uncle, we don't get along with each other, what happens to you in the future, don't care anymore, if you still want me to recognize you, then you will separate from her and find another lover." ”

Yicheng was stunned for a moment, the kitchen knife in his hand almost cut his fingers, he raised his head in surprise and confusion, and looked at Wang Chong: "Why?" ”

"In the past, although there were many inexplicable rules and feudal thoughts, the ancients were worthy of our learning in some things, marrying a wife should be virtuous, marrying a wife is not virtuous, and prolonging the family is not alarmist."

"You are the eldest son in the family, what kind of virtue is your father, you and I both know in our hearts, I can't help you for a lifetime, and in the future, you have to pick up the burden of your family, that Ye Xiaolang, lies a lot, his heart is higher than the sky, and don't talk about her pickled past, just talk about her temperament.

I don't look at how many pounds and taels I have, I don't say that I am high-handed, I only know that I enjoy it, I ignore the hard work of my parents, and I don't have the responsibility and responsibility of being the eldest sister of my children at all, I have been working for a few years, I spend money lavishly, I have no moderation, and I just want to find an honest person as a springboard, if you really fall into it, then it will be in vain for so many years of my teaching to you. ”

As he spoke, Wang Chong's tone changed, and the more he spoke, the more angry he became, and the more he looked at Yicheng, his eyes became more and more unkind, and a wave of anger that hated iron and steel also poured out.

"If you really decide to marry her this time, then you don't go to work in the TV station, instead of letting you go to the wrongs of others, I might as well tie you back, break both legs for you, raise them at home, and hire a nanny to take care of you for the rest of your life."

Qiao Yicheng swallowed his saliva, looking at Wang Chong's 'fierce' treatment of the dough on the eucalyptus board, his heart was inexplicably a little worried, and several pictures that had been very old appeared in his mind, when he was in the old house of Qiao's family, Wang Chong rushed into Qiao Zuwang's house and locked their brothers and sisters outside.

Qiao Yicheng subconsciously shuddered, and his body shrank back.

can think of Ye Xiaolang's various concealments of himself, those unsightly pasts, Qiao Yicheng's heart is a little complicated.

"Like Ye Xiaolang, you don't have to have contact in the future, if you have so much spare time, you should care more about Simei and Qiqi! Simei is about to take the college entrance examination, and Qiqi is also going to take the high school entrance examination, which is a time of great tension and pressure, which is related to the future of the two of them. ”

Qiao Yicheng has a strong sense of responsibility and a kind heart, and his weaknesses are also a strong sense of responsibility, a good heart, and he is easy to be manipulated.

Like Ye Xiaolang, in fact, from the very beginning, he made up his mind to use Qiao Yicheng as a springboard, Qiao Yicheng is kind-hearted, soft-hearted, eager for family, and has a certain ability, as long as the two are married, they will definitely do their best to help her solve the affairs of her family, and when the affairs of the Ye family are solved, Ye Xiaolang can wholeheartedly prepare to completely escape from the Ye family and bid farewell to the past.

The method Ye Xiaolang has already thought about, took the TOEFL test, and fled to the beautiful country, from then on, the sky is separated, separated by the vast sea, even if Ye's father and Ye's mother want to find her, there is no way.

Qiao Yicheng glanced at Wang Chong secretly, a little weak-hearted.

Wang Chong's cold voice came into his ears again: "When the break continues, but suffer from the chaos, since the decision has been made, then break it completely, break the thread, and in the end it is yourself who will be hurt!" You are a person who understands, and there are some things that don't keep me reminding you. ”

"Uncle, I know!" Yicheng sighed quietly in his heart, and he had already made a decision.

In fact, Wang Chong's guess was really right, Ye Xiaolang came to him again, and more than once, crying called a pear blossom with rain, delicate, shy and timid, looking like a daffodil that was about to wither after being beaten by wind and rain.

But Wang Chong's words also made Qiao Yicheng's heart feel a pang, Simei and Qiqi are about to usher in an important moment in their lives, and Qiao Yicheng doesn't dare to have the slightest carelessness and luck.

Simei already has a favorite goal - the Conservatory of Music in the Magic City, the grades of Qiqi are average, very average, whether they can be admitted to high school, it is still two words, and even if they are admitted to high school, they may not be able to be admitted to university.

Qiao Zuwang doesn't even pay the tuition fees of Simei and Qiqi now, let alone their studies, and Yicheng's sense of responsibility has been stimulated again.

The high school entrance examination is followed by the college entrance examination, all in June, this year's time seems to pass very fast, and it is here in a blink of an eye.

On the day of the end of the Simei college entrance examination, Wang Chong led Yicheng and Erqiang sisters and brothers to wait outside the examination room, and when they saw Wang Chong and a few people, Simei immediately rushed over happily.

"Okay, it's a big girl, and I'm not afraid of other people's jokes!" Wang Zhong took down the four beauties hanging on him with a disgusted face.

"In front of my uncle, I will always be the little girl who doesn't grow up!" Qiao Simei, this girl, has a sweet mouth to death, and this kind of thing is simply engraved in her bones, an innate ability.

"Besides, who dares to laugh at me!" said that she also put on the appearance of a school female bully.

"You must be hungry after the exam, what do you want to eat?" Wang Zhong asked.

"Is anything fine?" Simei's eyes were already rolling.

"What do you say?"

"I want to eat KFC."

"KFC?"

"It just opened this year, and several of my classmates have been there at the Confucius Temple, and they all said it was delicious!"

"Okay! Today we are going to eat KFC. ”

"Let's go!"

The college entrance examination has ended, the art examination has already passed, with the results of the four beauties, won the Modu Conservatory of Music, it should be eight or nine not far from ten, this time it is hard to this girl, bury her head in hard study every day, and her ears do not hear the things outside the window, fortunately, the art examination has long ended, and the four beauties have only used to concentrate on reviewing cultural courses for most of the semester.

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Confucius Temple, Gongyuan Second Street, the only KFC in Nanjing, and the first KFC opened in the province, is at the corner of the street.

A family of seven sat around the long table by the window, buying a lot of all kinds of fried chicken and fries.

"What's so good about this thing?" Erqiang tasted it, the taste was very ordinary, there was nothing special, and the craftsmanship of his master and uncle could not be compared, but looking at the shop full of people, crowded and hot, he was a little confused.

"I think it's delicious!" Simei held a fried chicken wing and ate it happily.

"These fried things, it's easy to get fat if you eat too much, and Coke, you know, do you know why there are so many fat people of three or four hundred pounds in the beautiful country?" Wang Chong looked at Simei and Sanli, who were feasting, and couldn't help but joke.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the two girls' eating movements also froze, and the two pairs of eyes looked at Wang Zhong together.

"It's okay to eat once in a while!" Sanli said with a smile.

Simei rolled her eyes at Wang Chong: "Uncle, we are not children again, next time please change your clever tricks!" The mouth still moved, and he continued to bite the fragrant golden chicken wings.

Wang Chong also smiled, such jokes between uncles and nephews have long been accustomed to everyone, although Wang Chong is abnormal in some aspects, but in life, he is unusually 'kind and kind', although this word is inconsistent with Wang Chong's age, but it is very appropriate.

Looking at this happy appearance of the family, Rao is Xu Qinghui, who has just joined the family, can't help but wonder.

After dinner, the two of them followed back to the old house, stayed in Wang Chong's house for a few hours, at eight o'clock, the two left, on the way back, the two of them held hands, walked on the spacious street, under the dim street lamp, the figure of the two stretched very long.

"Uncle and you have such a good relationship!" Xu Qinghui said with emotion.

Erqiang said: "My dad is a chic man who only cares about himself, he only knows how to play cards after work, and he doesn't care about us when he gives living expenses, since my mother died, our brothers and sisters are brought up by my uncle, and my uncle is busy with work, and when I go home, I have to cook for us, check our homework, and tutor for us." ”

Erqiang's face showed a look of memory, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

"At that time, there were a few brothers and sisters, and the eldest brother's grades were okay, Sanli was slightly stronger than me and Simei, I was the most unenlightened of our brothers and sisters, and it was also the most headache ·····for my brother-in-law."

Xu Qinghui held Erqiang's arm, but her palm went down, burrowed into Erqiang's palm, stretched out her ten fingers, and interlocked with Erqiang's ten fingers.

"Uncle doesn't look much older than his eldest brother?" Xu Qinghui asked, her voice soft.

Erqiang said: "My uncle is four years older than my eldest brother, and he is only thirty-two years old this year, so he is indeed not much older than his eldest brother." ”

"I remember that my mother-in-law seems to have left in '77, and wasn't my brother-in-law only fifteen years old at that time?" Xu Qinghui was very surprised, at the age of fifteen, if she was studying, she wouldn't even graduate from junior high school.

"Yes! At that time, my uncle was only a half-grown child! At that time, my uncle had just entered Yuhong Machinery Factory, and his salary was only more than 20 yuan a month, and he earned manuscript fees by writing manuscripts for newspapers and magazines, improving our food, and changing the way to make food for us to replenish our bodies, my uncle's cooking skills were very good, and the things he made were delicious, and every time we ate a few of them, there was nothing left, and even the plates were licked clean······" The second strong is very touching.

At that time, it was the most innocent time, and it was also one of the happiest times in their childhood.

"Then why hasn't my uncle gotten married yet?" Xu Qinghui asked.

Erqiang shook his head and said, "I don't know, my uncle once thought about marrying Aunt Suqin, but I don't know why Aunt Suqin is unwilling." ”

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The dim light of the incandescent lamps shone through the screen windows into the courtyard, and the door of the hall was open, with a curtain hanging on the door, and mosquito coils were lit in the room.

Yicheng led Qiqi back to Qiao's old house, and only Wang Chong, Sanli, and Simei were left in the house.

The TV was on in the hall, Simei leaned on the sofa, with a pillow behind her, one in her arms, her legs on the sofa, Sanli sat next to her, and there was a fruit basket on the coffee table, and there were several seasonal fruits in the fruit basket.

"Sister, I want to eat cherries!" Simei stretched out her hand directly.

Sanli glanced at her: "I don't have any hands!" ”

Simei smiled and said: "My good sister, people are too lazy to move!" ”

Although Sanli didn't spare her, her body was very sincere, she took a few cherries and put them on Simei's white and tender little hand.

"What is my uncle doing in the house?" Simei was eating cherries while her eyes were rolling.

"I guess I'm writing a manuscript!" As he spoke, he had already picked up the remote control that Simei had put on the sofa: "Turn on the sound of the TV a little lower, don't make noise about my uncle!" ”

Simei's big black and white eyes turned around, and immediately turned over and put on slippers, and picked up the fruit basket on the coffee table.

"What do you want to do?" Before she could make a move, Sanli on the side stopped her.

"I'm going to deliver fruit to my uncle!" Simei walked to the door of the study with the fruit basket in her arms and reached out to knock on the door.

"Come in!" Wang Chong's voice sounded, and Simei pushed the door in.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Wang Chong, sitting behind the desk, with the lamp on, and reading a few manuscripts full of words.

"Uncle, eat fruit!"

Wang Zhong turned his head to look at Simei and motioned for her to put the fruit basket away.

Simei put down the fruit basket and leaned to Wang Chong's side: "What is Uncle looking at?" ”

"The manuscript of the magazine was sent during the day, and I reviewed it." Wang Zhong leaned over and looked up and down at Simei, who was smiling with his hands behind his back.

"Nothing to do, either a traitor or a thief!"

Wang Zhong turned around and looked at the manuscript paper again: "Say, what do you want to do?" ”

"Uncle, didn't you say that as long as I was admitted to the Modu Conservatory of Music, there would be a mysterious reward?" Simei smiled and asked curiously: "I have already passed the art exam." ”

Wang Chong said vigorously: "But the college entrance examination results haven't come down yet, haven't you been admitted yet!" ”

"The questions in this college entrance examination are not difficult, and I will definitely be able to pass the exam." Simeidao.

"Then I'll talk about it when you get in."

"Oh, uncle, just tell me what the mysterious reward you are talking about." Simei started to coquettish Dafa, walked behind her, and helped Wang squeeze his shoulders with skillful movements.

"It's all said to be a mysterious reward, of course, it won't be revealed until the last minute." Wang Zhong was like a heart of stone, and he didn't reveal it at all.