It's not that Wei Qingfan doesn't understand the thoughts and intentions of his mother and sister, but he really isn't enthusiastic about it.
First of all, he has no clear similar thoughts about Li Wanyi;
Secondly, if he really showed similar intentions, it would most likely make Li Wanyi wary and wary, and her favorable impression of her sister and mother would also be greatly reduced.
Rather than pursuing Li Wanyi, he hopes to maintain the current situation and let his mother and sister have a good relationship with Li Wanyi.
This is more beneficial for holding the thighs.
The elder sister and Li Wanyi went to school for evening self-study first. Wei Qingfan soaked the leftover steamed buns from lunch with some leftovers and fed them to the dog. Just as he was about to go back to the house, he heard the sound of a motorcycle and his father came back.
"The girl who was with your sister just now is the girl who lives in our house?"
Wei Peng put his motorcycle under the parking shed, then went to wash his hands and turned around to ask his son.
Wei Qingfan nodded, "Have you met him?"
"I met him at the intersection and he even said hello to me."
As Wei Peng spoke, he paused in washing his hands, then looked back at his son and sighed.
His expression at this moment was very similar to Mrs. Wang's when Li Wanyi left the house yesterday, with a mixture of disgust and helplessness as if she hated iron.
"Do you think your son is not worthy enough?"
Wei Qingfan expressed his feelings for his father, and then rolled his eyes angrily, "I'm going to go upstairs and read a book right now!"
As soon as he turned around, he heard his father sighing from behind: "This is not just about academic performance."
"What do you mean?"
Wei Qingfan was unhappy, "Am I not handsome enough?"
"Handsome, handsome."
Wei Peng seemed to be amused by his son's performance. He wiped his hands and said with a smile, "Okay, go ahead and read...Have you eaten?"
"Eat, my mother left some food for you."
Wei Qingfan was a little worried and went directly upstairs to read.
The school's evening self-study is from 6:30 to 8:20, and senior high school students have to extend it "for a while" to 9:30.
Wei Qingfan was still reviewing in the study. At early nine o'clock, his mother came up and said that he was going to bed first and asked him to check the door later and remember to lock it.
Wei Qingfan agreed and continued to work on the questions. I don’t know how long it took, but the door was suddenly pushed open. Wei Qingchan poked his head in and said in surprise: "Are you really reading?"
Wei Qingfan looked back at his elder sister, then looked up at the time. It was already ten o'clock.
He stood up, stretched and asked, "Is senior sister here?"
"I am here."
Li Wanyi's voice came from outside, and then she came over, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay. When you come back, I'll lock the door."
Wei Qingfan picked up the key, and Wei Qingchan rolled his eyes at him and said, "I've already locked it, do I still count on you?"
After all, Li Wanyi was an outsider and could not give her the door key. She only gave her the door key, but Wei Qingchan took the door key.
"Okay, do you want to use the bathroom? If not, I'll brush my teeth first. I'm so sleepy."
The two girls still had to take a bath, so Wei Qingfan went to wash up first and then went back to his room to sleep.
Overall, the two girls moving in did not have much impact on his life. The most obvious difference is probably that the bathroom upstairs is visibly cleaner.
Wei Qingfan was once worried that the two girls were too embarrassed to throw sanitary napkins into the trash can, which might cause blockage in the sewer. However, if he talked about this topic, there was a high probability that he would get a beating from his sister, so he simply didn't mention it because it wouldn't be possible anyway.
What I need to say now is that I can let my mother give me some subtle hints in the future.
In the blink of an eye, a week has passed. The first phase of Wei Qingfan's review plan has been completed relatively smoothly. The overall framework has been established. The next step is to overcome some difficulties. There is no need to rush this matter, and there is no need to be too anxious.
Wei Qingfan spent an hour and made a new plan. In addition to reviewing, he also set aside time for reading and understanding current affairs.
He is not right to focus on starting a business too early. Although starting early has a first-mover advantage, he also needs to pay attention to timing.
The grade is too young and the opportunity is still far away. Instead of focusing on managing these things too early, it is better to lay a solid foundation in advance and make the wings as full and strong as possible.
One day the wind will blow and it will skyrocket.
To do this, it is not enough to rely solely on foresight and reading. The so-called foresight is sometimes a burden, and the knowledge in books lags behind, and many wrong views will not be corrected in time.
So in the next few days, Wei Peng and Wang Shuhua were surprised to find that after their son's temperament suddenly changed due to love, he had another quirk:
watch the news!
Every day, he missed every minute of the morning news and evening news. He stayed in front of the TV on time to watch the news, and he watched it very seriously.
Although I don’t understand it, it’s better than going to an Internet cafe to play games, and the couple doesn’t interfere.
On Saturday the 27th, Wei Qingfan came to the library again and returned all three books he had borrowed - "Historical Records 1" he hadn't finished reading yet, but he still returned it.
Because the book I borrowed had too few annotations and no full-text translation, I couldn’t understand it.
He read the recent newspapers in the library, and borrowed another "Historical Records 1" with more detailed annotations and a full translation, and a thick "Das Kapital".
The summer vacation homework has been finished. Wei Qingfan did not plan to do any more questions in the two days before the start of school. After returning home, he continued to read "Historical Records".
The next morning, after eating, my parents went to the Tianhai campus to purchase goods. Wei Qingfan was reading at home, and Cao Ze came again.
"What, no money?"
Wei Qingfan asked strangely, then raised his eyebrows, "I'll lend it to you."
"No……"
Cao Ze glanced at him and looked in front of him, "What are you looking at?"
Wei Qingfan showed him the cover.
"Historical Records?"
Cao Ze's round face wrinkled up, "What do you think of this thing?"
Wei Qingfan said angrily: "The historian's swan song, the rhyme-free Li Sao, how come it turns into junk when it comes to you?"
"It's boring."
Cao Ze curled his lips, "I have a headache when I see this. I can't understand shit. There are also ancient poems. I don't know what the meaning of memorizing them is."
Wei Qingfan said: "Just memorize what I ask you to memorize. If you don't understand it now, you will know it later."
"Uh-huh." Cao Ze sneered.
Wei Qingfan glanced at him and said with a smile, "How about I show you something interesting?"
"What?" Cao Ze looked suspicious.
Wei Qingfan didn't say anything, picked up a pen and started writing on the blank draft paper.
Cao Ze looked over and over several times, and suddenly seemed to understand something. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Wei Qingfan, as if he still didn't believe it.
Wei Qingfan asked a little funny: "Don't you understand?"
He took the ballpoint pen and continued to write:
"...Beauties have always fought for territory, and heroes have been gentle since ancient times.
What is its color? Deep winter ice and snow. What is its quality? New cotton in early summer. What is its taste? Peach and plum trees in the third spring. What is its state like? Autumn waves.
Cao Ze continued to read with wide eyes. This article was more straightforward, and it had a title that the protagonist could write but the author didn't dare to write. He couldn't understand what he was writing. He read it over and over several times and swallowed.
He looked back at the closed study door and lowered his voice: "Where did you read it?"
"Don't think wrongly."
Wei Qingfan curled his lips and smiled and said, "These are all famous articles. The first one is from an ancient classic, and the second one is from the hands of a great revolutionary martyr, the initiator and advocate of new culture. They are not what you think.
A mess."
"Really or not, I've never heard of it?"
Cao Ze blinked his round eyes twice, looking like "Although I don't study much, don't lie to me like this."
Wei Qingfan said: "It means you have seen too little and seen too much. There are many such things."
Cao Ze glanced at the two articles he wrote again, and then whispered: "Are there any more?"
"There are plenty of them."
"That's what happens when you read too many books."
Wei Qingfan picked up the paper and was about to crumble it into a ball and throw it into the trash can. Cao Ze reached out to grab it and smiled at him, "Let me look at it again, look at it again."
"..."
Wei Qingfan was speechless for a while, "Why the hell don't you know how to find it yourself?"
Cao Ze ignored it, put the paper in his trouser pocket, looked around, and asked in a low voice: "Where is your book?"
"what book?"
"Otherwise, where would you see it?"
"..."
Wei Qingfan was really helpless, "It has been returned to the library. I want to borrow it myself."
"what's your name?"
""Water Margin" and "A Dream of Red Mansions"."
"Four Great Classics?"
Cao Ze was amazed for a while, "Damn it, there is such a thing in the four great classics? No wonder it is a classic..."
He then asked doubtfully: "I have watched the TV series "Water Margin" and a little bit of the TV series "Red Mansions". Why is there no plot like this?"
"It's been deleted, why do you still need to ask?"
"That makes sense."
Cao Ze nodded, "Then I will buy it tomorrow. This kind of masterpiece is worth collecting."
"Children can be taught."
Wei Qingfan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Read well. The ancients said, 'Books have their own beauty like jade', which makes sense."
"Yeah." Cao Ze nodded vigorously, feeling that he had opened the door to a new world and gained a new and profound understanding of reading.