Su Hang didn't touch his head, and on a new day, he couldn't go to the library again.

It's raining.

After the early hours of last night, it suddenly began to blow wind and thunder, and the power went out because of this, and a sudden rainstorm slowed down until the sky was bright, but it was still a moderate rain level.

Su Hang got up at five o'clock as usual, walked to the roof of the kitchen with an umbrella and looked into the alley, and there was standing water everywhere. Coupled with the continuous rain, the courtyards between the streets and alleys seem to be isolated by water curtains, becoming a small world isolated from the world.

In this case, no one will want to run out without going out.

Thinking that Zhang Yi and Gan Xin should not come over again, Su Hang returned to the house, taking advantage of the continuous sound of wind and rain outside, and added some more reading sounds.

Morning reading in English.

The cooling brought by this rain is also quite pleasant, and the learning efficiency seems to have improved a lot.

In the midst of the ticking sound, I was listening and reading, and there was a voice from downstairs.

Soon, Hong Aya ran upstairs.

Woe Shui wore another dress today, this time it was pure red, so Su Hang was in a trance, thinking of the former Gan Xin.

Seeing that the boy at the simple large desk by the window was stunned, Hong Aya picked up the hem of her skirt and turned around: "Is it good-looking?" ”

Su Hang didn't answer, but reconfirmed the fact that Hong Aya likes to wear skirts.

However, limited to the times, and perhaps because of personal character, they are all quite conservative long skirts. Speaking of cuffs, I have seen several skirts of Hong Aya, either long-sleeved or short-sleeved, and they have not passed the sleeveless that Tao Nuanporcelain wore yesterday, let alone suspenders.

With his thoughts turning, Su Hang pressed the panda tape in front of him, stepped back a little from the English tape inside, and started playing it again, and then said to Hong Aya, who was sitting next to him with a chair: "You haven't eaten yet, have you?" ”

Hong Aya lay on the spacious table, pillowed her left arm, looked sideways at the young man flipping through the English textbook, and nodded: "I'm afraid you will leave me again." ”

Su Hang gestured to the wind and rain outside the window: "Don't look at what it looks like today, where can I go out?" ”

"I can't tell," Hong Aya's right fingers seemed to be walking, clicked on the tabletop and jumped to Su Hang's side, scratched the boy's arm a few times, and then retreated, showing a smile: "Can't go out, is it just the two of us today?" ”

Su Hang said angrily: "Get you out, it's me." ”

Hong Aya pursed her mouth dissatisfiedly: "I'm a sword, I've been practicing kung fu for more than ten years, and if I really fight, it's not necessarily who will pull whom." ”

Su Hang remembered the powerful force of Hong Aya on the day he hit the wall, and did not refute, but turned to the book in front of him and began to recite with the tape recorder.

Hong Aya waited for a while, and when she saw that Su Hang ignored her, her fingers clicked over again, and she softened her tone: "Xiao Hang......"

"Huh?"

"You can bully my sister as much as you want."

Su Hang glanced at her helplessly: "Sister Hong Aya, you look like this, don't say it's me now, even my parents are embarrassed to say hello to your parents, and besides, the neighbors are also watching jokes." ”

The original cotton spinning road was a flower, and suddenly it was so upside down, and he was still a teenager who was only a freshman in high school.

What outsiders think, you can imagine.

Hong Aya's fingers were still scratching Su Hang's arm, and a pair of autumn eyes looked over: "Xiao Hang, what about you, if you ...... You're bothering me too, I'll go back now. ”

As he spoke, he already looked teary-eyed.

Myself?

Su Hang couldn't help but think.

If he is really just a sixteen-year-old boy in his bones, Hong Aya is like this, his vanity will definitely burst, and even, in the face of a certain evil water and the attitude of asking for it, he may not be able to endure some things.

However, not at all.

Returning to this era, the vigorous juvenile body makes Su Hang occasionally inevitably feel ups and downs, but more often, it is still the kind of ancient wells that have reached middle age.

This is true of the world.

The same is true for women.

Therefore, Su Hang either admired or pitied the few girls he encountered after being reborn, but if he talked about the love between men and women, he didn't.

Thinking of this, seeing that Hong Aya was still looking at herself, Su Hang couldn't say cruel words, so she could only say: "Sister Hong Aya, I think we should all have a wonderful life of our own, instead of becoming a vassal of others, such as your current state, this is not good, life is still very long." ”

Hong Aya blinked and said, "That day in the hospital, you didn't say that, you said that I was only suitable for finding a powerful man to marry, so that I could live a stable life." ”

"First of all, I'm not good," Su Hang said, "Secondly, I won't marry you either." ”

"Not only do you study so well, but you can publish so many articles at once. Yesterday...... The envelope that the man gave you when he left, it was 1,000 yuan, and you could earn 1,000 yuan a day by writing an article, isn't it amazing? ”

"Some people make millions a day."

"I can't see those people," Hong Aya said: "I saw that my Xiaohang earned 1,000 yuan a day, which is more than other people's wages for several months. Moreover, you are only 16 years old, and when you are 26 years old, you may be able to make millions a day. ”

When did this woman become so logical?

Su Hang thought about it and said, "That'...... Let's talk about the latter one? ”

Hong Aya's posture remained unchanged, and she said softly: "I remember that there is a sentence in the play, marry a wife and marry a virtuous, take a concubine, Xiao Hang, my sister knows that she is not virtuous, and she doesn't even know many words, but it happens to be very beautiful, I will give you a small one, you raise me, okay?" ”

Su Hang: "......"

Su Hang: "The remnants of feudalism are willing to degenerate!" ”

"Huh."

"Still smil......ing," Su Hang said, remembering one thing: "I had an idea before, so that you don't have to do so much idle all day, it seems that you really have to plan carefully." ”

"You plan, sister listens to you," Hong Aya's fingertips swiped on Su Hang's arm again: "But I want a new dress, you earned 1,000 yuan yesterday, you have to buy it this time, right?" ”

"Why don't you go on a blind date, there are definitely a lot of people who are willing to buy dresses for you."

"Then, meet Rong Hetong again?"

"Huh?"

"The person I went on a blind date with last time is called Rong Hetong," Hong Aya said in a light tone: "I heard...... Zhao Xue ran to be his mistress, but she got her wish. ”

Su Hang was silent.

After a while, he said: "Sister Hong Aya, forget about this matter and live a good life in the future." ”

Hong Aya's eyes moved again: "Xiao Hang, you let my sister forget, my sister will forget." ”

"You have to be assertive."

"No," Hong Aya said: "I used to listen to my parents, they said that I had to climb a high branch, so in the past few years, I have pushed so many people to say goodbye, but as a result, I almost died, so I didn't listen." Then it was replaced by Xiao Hang. ”

"Then how about I help you arrange a blind date and choose some reliable ones as much as possible?"

"Tsk!" Hong Aya looked disdainful: "Send your own woman out, Su Hang, do you still want to be cheeky?" ”

"Forehead ......"

What does this mean?

Hong Aya had already stood up and walked to Su Hang's bed: "I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep for a while when I get up so early." Faceless man, if you really want to do that, go ahead and arrange it. ”

Su Hang: "......"

It feels like I've been put in.

Think about it, is it a little green on your head?

This round ......

How do you break it?

Online and more!

Until his mother called for breakfast, Su Hang didn't figure it out, but ran to his bed for a while Hong Aya, who had been lying on her bed for a while, followed downstairs casually, like a family, helping to serve the dishes and chopsticks, and sat down naturally, eating, and was very enthusiastic with her mother to comment on the morning program on TV.

After breakfast, the rain was still falling.

Today is August 10th, Thursday, the textile factory is still suspended, my mother still stays at home, but my father goes out, saying that he is going to help in the machinery factory where Zhang Yi's father is located.

Su Hang went upstairs.

Last night, I roughly browsed the two basic books related to futures, and re-sorted out some of the information collected before, combined with memory, Su Hang preliminarily completed the article "The futures market may fluctuate significantly".

However, it was planned to be delivered today, but Su Hang hesitated again.

Because yesterday.

The arrival of Tan Fengzhen and Fang Wei, as well as some attitudes between the two of them, made Su Hang have a certain idea.

Liu Xiaoqing's autobiography, 11 words, can get an advance payment of 1.08 million.

What about yourself?

The Youth Literature Project is definitely a much larger project than Liu Xiaoqing's autobiography.

So, even if you don't expect such a thing as 1.08 million, if you negotiate it, it's not too much to get an advance payment of 180,000 yuan, right?

Thousands of dollars into the futures market, it is a joke, but if there are tens of thousands of yuan, even if it is still a small fight, with the rise of the big market at the end of the year, the expected benefits are also considerable.

Then, there were two consecutive stock market rallies in '96 and '97.

In the previous life, Su and Hangzhou almost instinctively couldn't have much ambition, just thinking about getting a sum of original capital, and then following the general trend in the subsequent markets, the most basic thing in this life is to eat and wear without worry.

Just thinking about it, Hong Aya, who helped her mother wash the dishes, followed her upstairs.

Seeing that Su Hang moved to the bedside desk and was modifying something, he leaned over to watch curiously.

The faint fragrance of the woman's body made Su Hang come back to his senses.

Glancing at it......

suddenly felt that if you really want to raise such a person who shouts to buy a skirt all day long, I am afraid that I will want to lie flat if I make a few millions, which is not enough.

Well.

It's easier to get married.

Hong Aya obviously didn't understand the sharp fluctuations in the futures market, and soon lost interest, looked left and right, noticed the thick bundle of letters in the corner of the table on the left, and stretched out his hand: "You haven't opened it yet, tsk, sister will help you take a look." ”

"If you are illiterate, don't rummag."

"Ahh......h

Su Hang ignored the woman's coquettishness, snatched the bundle of letters, thought about it or untied it, and looked at the cover one by one.

Not demolished.

It's really the first time I've encountered this kind of thing, Su Hang was a little scared, opened it, and after reading it, shouldn't I reply to the past?

However, there really isn't that much energy.

Looking at it, I felt that perhaps, I could develop a small hobby.

Philately.

The variety of stamps on the envelope is really good.

Moreover, there should be more than these similar letters, and there will definitely be many more in the future.

Suzhou and Hangzhou do not have any idea of making a fortune by collecting philately, but looking at the stamps on the letters in front of them, or portraits, or blue and white antiques, or landscape photos, or exquisite watercolors, I feel that every stamp is a theme, a story, a landscape, and an encounter.

If it is preserved, even after many years, it is worth occasionally turning it out and savoring it.

Relive a life, I don't want to be ignorant anymore.

Perhaps, this can be his first hobby.