A black Range Rover with a domineering appearance drove into the gate. The security guard quickly opened the door control. The Range Rover drove all the way and finally stopped in front of a residential building.
Yao Haikuo, who was in the driver's seat, frowned: "Why isn't my car parked in my parking space?"
The next second, he recognized the familiar license plate, and Yao Haikuo felt relieved.
He found an empty space and parked the car, then picked up the big plastic bag, stepped into the elevator, and knocked on the door.
Yao Yiyao hugged the clean Maine Coon cat and shouted: "Dad!"
Yao Haikuo smiled and said, "Is your Uncle Lou here?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man walked out of the room. He was neither fat nor thin, his waist was as straight as a pine tree, and his eyes were particularly sharp and oppressive.
After Lou Rui saw Yao Haikuo, his aura disappeared and he became kind: "Brother Yao!"
Yao Haikuo was embarrassed. He went to the farmhouse to buy groceries because he was playing King of Fighters and killing everyone. He even forgot that there were guests at home today.
He quickly picked up the big plastic bag in his hand and signaled: "Brother Lou, when I heard that you were coming today, I specially asked someone to cook free-range chickens from the countryside and made a pot of wild crucian carp soup!"
"Then I'm in a good mood today!" Lou Rui was in a good mood as well.
He and Yao Haikuo are old classmates. Now, twenty or thirty years later, they always find time to get together once or twice a year. He is in a high position, and pure friendship is really rare.
"Come on, come on!" Yao Haikuo entered the house and saw Mrs. Lou Rui and his daughter. He wondered: "Isn't Lun Lun here?"
Lou Rui said: "I went to play with my classmates."
After exchanging a few words, Yao Yiyao washed a plate of blueberries and served them to the adults.
She returned to the bedroom with the Maine Coon cat in her arms and looked at the girl with cold white skin and oval face: "Keke, do you watch TV series?"
Lou Keke sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at his cell phone, concentrating on his thoughts.
Hearing this, she turned her face and forced a smile: "No need, I just have fun."
Yao Yiyao sat next to her. Lou Keke did not cover the content on her phone. Yao Yiyao found that it was information about exchange students. She asked in confusion: "Do you want to study abroad?"
Lou can deny it.
Yao Yiyao said: "In the first few years of our No. 2 Middle School, there were foreign exchange students. I heard from former seniors that their hair was long and handsome. Unfortunately, after arriving at No. 2 Middle School, they were cut off by the Academic Affairs Office within two days."
Lou Keke burst into laughter.
Yao Yiyao: "However, I haven't heard of foreign exchange students in the past two years. I heard from the head teacher that outstanding students from rural schools with designated assistance may be allowed to study in our school."
Lou Keke suddenly asked: "Is there anything similar in Yuzhou No. 4 Middle School?"
"Um..." It involves Yao Yiyao's knowledge blind spot, but she still said: "The level of Yuzhou No. 4 Middle School should not be enough. Well, not necessarily. Now the No. 4 Middle School is quite famous under the blessing of President Changqingye Shao.
Well, maybe we can start an exchange student program."
Thinking of Yuzhou No. 4 Middle School, she couldn't help but think of Jiang Ning and Xue Yuantong, and their super delicious duck, Osmanthus Lotus Root.
Yesterday, she urged her father to buy some supplements and send them to Jiang Ning. After all, it was a life-saving grace that she would never forget. However, today her old classmates are getting together.
When Lou Keke heard this, he fixed his gaze and said, "Okay."
"Hey, the exchange student is too far away from me, but there is something that is quite annoying." Yao Yiyao complained.
Lou Keke: "What's wrong?"
Yao Yiyao sighed: "My dad has an old classmate coming later. I used to hear him joking, saying that he and his old classmate had made an agreement that if the child in the future was of the opposite sex, they planned to get married!"
Lou Keke said calmly: "Don't worry, we can't count."
…
Urban areas, supermarkets.
A dark, muscular middle-aged man taught earnestly:
"Yuzhu, when you see your uncle later, talk sweetly. He is now the big boss in charge of engineering. The last time your dad and I went to Changqingye to do the work, it was your uncle who introduced us! And your sister's school problems,
I still have to ask others to solve it!"
Like a yellow jade pillar carved from a mold, he immediately grinned: "Don't worry, Dad."
When Huang Guan saw this, he nodded with satisfaction. His eldest son had always been steady.
Huang Guan rode a motorcycle: "Okay, let's go, I will take you."
Driving all the way to the entrance of the community, it was blocked by a railing. Seeing this, the security guard waved his hand: "You are not allowed to enter through this door. Enter through the north gate!"
Huang Guan quickly took out a cigarette with a smile on his face. The security guard took a look and found that it was Huang Wanyan: "I said no, didn't you hear me? Enter through the north gate. If you scratch someone, you can afford it.
Responsibility?"
Huang Guan had no choice but to move his motorcycle in a panic, and after a lot of effort found the north gate, he drove into the community, searched for the building number, and finally found the location of Yao Haikuo's home.
Inside the house, Yao Yiyao heard a knock on the door and hurriedly picked up the Maine Coon cat and went out, only to see her father and Uncle Lou eating blueberries with purple lips and talking loudly, as if they were poisoned.
‘It’s bad, you’ve caused trouble!’ Yao Yiyao suppressed a laugh.
She opened the door and was met by a dark-skinned middle-aged man. Yao Yiyao was slightly startled and asked politely: "Hello, who are you?"
Yao Haikuo's hearty voice came from behind: "Guanzi, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
"It turns out he is my dad's old classmate, so old..." Yao Yiyao cursed.
At the same time, a dark and honest young man behind the middle-aged man appeared in her field of vision.
At first glance, I thought he was a middle-aged man’s brother.
After being introduced by his father, Yao Yiyao found out that it was his son named Huang Yuzhu.
After greeting politely, Yao Yiyao brought the Maine Coon cat back to the bedroom. Lou Keke looked at the huge cat. She couldn't help but ask: "Aren't you tired from carrying it around?"
Yao Yiyao looked down at the clingy fat cat and hesitated for two seconds: "I'm quite tired..."
Half an hour later, the dinner table was occupied by several old men.
Yao Haikuo boasted: "This morning I was playing games at the farmhouse run by Brother Yang. You know King of Fighters 97? I beat the whole crowd!"
Lou Rui was disdainful: "Your skills can still defeat the whole audience? I will challenge you three times!"
"Hey, if you don't like it, let's go to the farmhouse to pick out a few after dinner?" Yao Haikuo invited.
"Just do it!" Lou Rui agreed immediately.
Yao Yiyao who was watching found it amusing. She heard from his father that Uncle Lou was the executive deputy director of the Yuzhou Public Security Bureau, with the rank of deputy director. She didn't expect that he would like to play games.
However, this also proves the value of friendship.
Her ancestral graves were bombed by the Wu brothers. Her mother asked her father to come forward to Uncle Lou, but her father refused because the Wu brothers' backstage happened to be the one in charge of politics and law, who was Uncle Lou's immediate boss.
'My dad values friendship so much, so he can't really match up...' Yao Yiyao was worried.
Yao Haikuo raised his glass: "Back then, we played games together with Xiao Guan. He didn't want to play, so I gave him two game coins, but he died after playing, hahaha!"
After hearing this, Huang Guan smiled and raised his glass: "I don't know how to play, Mr. Yao, let me toast you!"
As soon as these words came out, Yao Haikuo's expression changed, and Lou Rui beside him secretly shook his head.
After three drinks and dinner, Huang Guan said goodbye and left. Yao Haikuo saw that the gift on the ground was Wuliangye. Considering Huang Guan's family conditions, it was definitely a big gift.
So, he pointed to the gift on the ground: "Xiaoguan, take the things with you."
Huang Guan said straightforwardly: "How can that be done? You often treat me to snacks when you go to school, and I always remember it in my heart!"
Yao Haikuo didn't care at all: "I bought too many things at home, and every time I couldn't finish them, it was wasted. Isn't it good to bring them to you? What a favor!"
After some shirk, Huang Guan failed to give the gift and had to take it home.
From beginning to end, Yao Yiyao didn't hear a word of matchmaking.
On the way back, there was a cold wind, and Huang Guan was riding a motorcycle, sighing in every possible way: "Zhuzi, when your Uncle Yao was in school, you brought me delicious food every day. I couldn't bear to eat it, so I hid it all and took it home for you.
My sister-in-law eats..."
"Sister-in-law..." Huang Yuzhu pondered. In his memory, his sister-in-law had excellent grades since she was a child. Later, she was admitted to university, then went to study abroad, and finally moved abroad. She has not been home for many years. She and they are from two different worlds.
His father gave the best to his aunt since he was a child, but in the end, he got this result.
Huang Guan thought of his little sister when she was young. He gradually fell silent, and finally said: "Zhuzi, when you become successful in the future, be nice to your uncle Yao and the others."
Huang Yuzhu grinned and smiled honestly: "Absolutely."
At the intersection, Huang Guan put his son down and picked up two bottles of Wuliangye to see if he could return them.
Huang Yuzhu was walking home when he saw his little sister standing in front of the iron gate.
On the side of the iron gate is an old and broken-down school, and opposite the iron gate is a brand new community. There is a children's play area in the community, where many children in new clothes chase and play with fireworks and firecrackers.
His little sister's grades are very good, and his dad said they are as good as his aunt.
"Little sister!" Huang Yuzhu shouted.
The little girl turned her head: "Brother Zhu."
Huang Yuzhu touched his pocket and made up his mind: "Let's go, I'll take you shopping!"
The little girl was excited: "Really? Brother?"
Her family has always been picky and fussy.
"Keep it real." Huang Yuzhu led the way.
After arriving at the store, Huang Yuzhu glanced at the dazzling array of small commodities and waved his hand: "Buy whichever you like, and I'll pay for it!"
The little girl's eyes were bright. She took a small box of fairy sticks and said, "It's okay, brother."
After Huang Yuzhu saw it, he reached out and put down the fairy stick, and said firmly: "I won't buy this!"
My sister's expression froze. Did she violate the rules of heaven?
Why give her hope first and then kill it?
The next second, Huang Yuzhu picked up a large box of fairy sticks: "Buy this big one."
The little girl jumped up with excitement: "Okay, brother!"
Huang Yuzhu looked at his little sister's happy smiling face, and he also showed an honest smile.
…
River dam.
After Teacher Qian's dining table was bombed and he had nothing to eat, several of his friends left with excuses.
Teacher Qian became a loner.
But the humiliation he suffered today was too much. The ranking of his enemies was Dongdong first, Overlord second, and then Jiang Ning and others.
He can't avenge Dongdong for the time being, but he will avenge the Overlord today!
Teacher Qian was preparing to start the forum. After clearing the dining table, he took out the couplet paper from home, then got a brush and ink and started writing Spring Festival couplets.
As the most talented person in Heba, Teacher Qian always writes Spring Festival couplets to every household during the Chinese New Year.
When Butcher Zhang next door woke up, he saw Teacher Qian writing couplets. He quickly moved a small bench to watch: "Old Qian, I'm writing late this year!"
Teacher Qian didn't say anything. He held the writing brush in his hand and wrote to himself: [The pen moves like a dragon, a snake, and the wind and rain, and the poem becomes a beautiful thing that shines all over the world]
Hengpi: Talented
Butcher Zhang immediately clapped his hands and shouted: "Good, good, good, such a talented person!"
He looked at the flowing, free and rigorous handwriting on the red paper, and really couldn't put it down!
Butcher Zhang sighed: "Hey, this character is so beautifully written, I even think it looks good!"
Teacher Qian smiled expertly.
Butcher Zhang rubbed his hands: "Old Qian, I want to discuss something with you. Can you let me write a few strokes?"
Teacher Qian looked at him sideways. This butcher was obviously a rough man, but he still wanted to be elegant. It was really tacky.
Teacher Qian didn’t want to waste pen, ink, paper and inkstone, so he refused: “You can’t learn.”
Butcher Zhang was unhappy: "How come I can't learn it? Look how good I am at killing pigs. If I learn from now on, I'm sure to be better than you!"
Teacher Qian sneered: "If you had this skill, you wouldn't be reduced to killing pigs."
He was chatting with old friends today. One of them teaches in a junior college. He said that some junior college students work very hard now. They listen to lectures and take notes carefully every day. Teacher Qian laughed. If you love learning so much, why would you be reduced to attending a junior college?
Butcher Zhang was unhappy and unconvinced, but a rough guy like him always had some inexplicable "admiration" when faced with intellectuals, and he didn't know how to refute him in a short period of time.
The light in Teacher Qian's eyes flashed: "However, I appreciate you having this hobby. The so-called sage's words are teaching without distinction."
"That's all, just give it a try!"
Butcher Zhang was overjoyed, he could finally get some literary flair today.
He picked up the writing brush and glanced at the flowers randomly. The writing looked like a ghost drawing talismans.
Butcher Zhang himself couldn't stand it.
Unexpectedly, Teacher Qian was horrified when he saw this: "Okay, okay, brother Zhang, I didn't realize that you are actually a sect of your own!"
Butcher Zhang was confused: "What do you mean?"
Teacher Qian walked back and forth, frowning and saying: "It looks like, it looks like, it looks so similar!"
Butcher Zhang didn't know why: "What does it look like? You can tell me!"
Teacher Qian suddenly stared at him: "Your handwriting looks very much like a person's. His name is Zheng Banqiao. He is a famous calligrapher in ancient times and is known as the Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou!"
Butcher Zhang sat upright and listened attentively.
Teacher Qian started to make up nonsense: "Zheng Banqiao's handwriting is not much different from yours, because he has never been enlightened. It is said that when he sleeps at night, his hands are constantly making gestures!"
"He loves dog meat. One day, his dog died. He ate the dog meat with tears in his heart. After the meal, he wrote a eulogy for the dog. Unexpectedly, he became a sect of his own and became a master!"
Teacher Qian was bragging without any panic and his expression remained unchanged.
Butcher Zhang was shocked: "Seriously!"
Teacher Qian didn't answer. His eyes involuntarily moved towards the big wolf dog sunbathing at the door.
Butcher Zhang followed his gaze and also discovered Overlord.
Overlord, who had been peaceful for a long time, suddenly felt chilled all over.
