The attic compound where the Xiang family is located is completely different from the Wen family's western-style building.

There is no slightly luxurious decoration here, Lu Ze came to Xiang's house under the leadership of Xiang Nannan, and the girl who had shallow dimples when she smiled softly introduced the situation of the compound here to Lu Ze, and also said a little about herself.

Xiang Nannan is currently studying sociology at university.

Nannan, who was born in a military family, has a clear plan for her own future, and when she talks to Lu Ze, Xiang Nanfang has a happy smile on her face, and this smile is very contagious.

Although she was born in a *** family, she didn't seem to see a little bit of the temper of a young lady in a big family.

This is different from the Wenjuan in the western-style building next door.

It can only be said that this may be the result of the family environment.

Xiang Nannan's brothers and sisters have been trained to the standards of soldiers since they were children, sleeping on wooden beds, using military quilts, and running morning exercises.

Lu Ze's first encounter with her was on her way to a run.

"Qiao Yicheng, I heard my uncle talk about you, it's okay, I didn't expect you to become my uncle's student." Xiang Nannan's eyes were filled with sincere admiration: "I still have two years to graduate and start working."

As he spoke, he saw Xiang Nanfang suddenly take two steps closer to Lu Ze's side.

Lu Ze felt a surging fragrance sniff into his nose.

With a deep smile on the girl's face, two playful dimples reappeared, and her mouth opened slightly, and she spoke:

"Did my uncle tell you about the plan for the two of us to be together?"

"You don't have to answer, there must be!"

"Because my uncle always thinks I can't get married, um... At least I can't get married before the age of thirty, hahahaha, the main thing is that I have a lot of things I want to do, and falling in love will still affect me to a greater or lesser extent, and it's not fair to other men."

Hearing this, Lu Ze quipped, "Is it a man? Or the South?"

Lu Ze first pointed to himself, and then pointed to Xiang Nanfang in front of him.

The latter realized that Lu Ze was playing with a very new thing - homophonic stalks.

The short-haired girl couldn't hold back her laughter.

Xiang Nannan smiled and shook his head.

"Qiao Yicheng."

"You're more than I thought... It's a little more interesting."

"Let's go, this is my home."

When he came to Xiang's house, Lu Ze saw Xiang Mosheng in the living room playing chess with a middle-aged man, and the Chu River Han realm under the chess seemed to have been around for some years.

His graduate supervisor was frowning and thinking about the situation on the chessboard.

Sitting on the opposite side was a man who looked very similar to Xiang Mosheng, and the man had a shallow scar under his right eye.

This is undoubtedly Xiang Nannan's father, Xiang Mocheng, the man sits very upright.

Xiang Nannan put away the gift brought by Lu Ze, and then she came to the two elders and said with a smile, "Dad, you are bullying my uncle here again, right? My uncle is a scholar, how can you play chess than you, a soldier who has played all his life?"

Xiang Mosheng smiled and waved his hand, and turned his head to find that Lu Ze had arrived at home.

….

"Mo Cheng, this is the Qiao Yicheng I mentioned to you, he is now a graduate student under me, and he is estimated to be able to graduate from the Graduate School of NTU at the beginning of next year, and his seniors are eager to lose their big teeth."

[In view of the general environment,

Speaking of Lu Ze, Xiang Mosheng's eyebrows brought a little pride to his eyebrows.

His students may have made a strong mark in the history of NTU.

The only pity is that this student's momentum may not be so strong, if he can have the same strength as Xiao Nan's girl, Xiang Mosheng estimates that this student will be able to go to a fairly high position in the future.

However, he respects the student's choice.

During the meal, Lu Ze also saw it

Xiang Beibei, the elder brother in the south, is a tall man, and he has been looking at Lu Ze with an unkind gaze when eating, and he has the feeling of an uncle looking at his brother-in-law.

After eating, Lu Ze played a few games of chess with his father in the south.

Lu Ze estimated that even if his current brain was not as good as the alpha dog, he could be regarded as a smaller alpha cat, and he quickly figured out the chess style of the southern father opposite.

There are losses and wins on both sides, and the atmosphere is relatively harmonious.

Xiang Mocheng nodded silently.

"Big brother, your student's chess game is okay."

"Called... Qiao Yicheng, right? When I have time, I often come to the house and sit."

Lu Ze immediately nodded in agreement.

He really needs someone to help with something, and Dad in the South seems to be the perfect candidate.

Lu Ze stayed until about nine o'clock in the evening, Xiang Nannan, who was wearing a beige coat, sent Lu Ze downstairs, and the two of them walked side by side on the somewhat cool street, the dim street lamp illuminated the road in front of them, and the few sycamore leaves above their heads swayed with the night breeze.

"Yicheng, you probably know everything about our family, right?"

"I want to hear the story of your family."

Lu Ze smiled dumbly: "Our family doesn't seem to have a story, only an accident."

......

The first accident that happened in Qiao's family was the unemployment of his father Qiao Zuwang.

This time, Qiao Zuwang unexpectedly appeared on the latest layoff list in the factory, looking at his name on the list, Qiao Zuwang went to the factory director's house with hemp rope without saying a word, and continued to hang himself.

It's just that this time the factory director didn't raise his hand to surrender like last time, but found a rope by himself and hanged himself on the beam with Qiao Zuwang, which made Qiao Zuwang a little confused.

"Old Joe, even I, the factory director, are about to be taken down."

"I'm so anxious to hang myself now, now that the number of people in our factory has shrunk by nearly one-third, and the remaining two-thirds have begun to find a way out for themselves in advance, what's the point of you coming to my house to embarrass me?"

Qiao Zuwang felt that the factory director was not fooling himself this time, thinking about the rumors that had come out of the factory recently.

Old Joe picked up the hemp rope and walked home, and his mind began to wonder where his retreat was.

When he went home, Qiao Zuwang saw a young man limping at the mouth of the alley, and this back was still very familiar, he shouted forward only to find that it was his second boy Qiao Erqiang.

"What are you doing, Second Strong? Who are you fighting with like this?"

"I'll tell you, you're a fitter now, but your old father and I fought for this old face to find a living for you, and now your father and I are about to drink the northwest wind, you can't be kicked out of the factory anymore!"

Qiao Zuwang didn't care where the injuries on his second son's face and legs came from.

He just thought that Erqiang was now getting a salary of thirteen yuan a month, but it was not low.

Back at home, Lu Ze saw the injury on Erqiang's face, and his brows furrowed slightly: "Did you fight with someone outside the factory?"

Erqiang lowered his head and mumbled.

Actually, he was the one who was beaten.

Bu Xiang plays spicy