"Big guy, I'm back. It smells so good. What are you doing for lunch?" As soon as he got home, the little guy put down his schoolbag and went to the kitchen.
"Little pheasant stewed with mushrooms, come down quickly, we're cooking." The little guy came in, stepped on the chair, and jumped up on Xue Xiang's back.
"It's from Kaoshantun, is there any Xiaohong Guoguo?" The little guy turned a deaf ear, wrapping his fleshy arms around Xue Xiang's neck, and hooking his short legs around Xue Xiang's thick waist.
The little guy had eaten strawberries once, and he was already thinking about the sweet and sour taste. Although Xue Xiang said several times after returning to Beijing that he would not allow food or game to be sent, this time his captain's words did not work.
Every two weeks, there are always people traveling thousands of miles to Beijing to deliver vegetables and game to his family. It was not until recently that the weather got warmer and vegetables were difficult to preserve, so this activity of sending goose feathers thousands of miles away stopped.
"You know how to eat, but you're getting fat again." Xue Xiang reached out and pinched the little guy's nose.
The little guy pushed his big hand away, stabbed it, slid off his back, and hummed: "I'm not fat, it's because I've grown taller that I'm heavier." As he said that, he quietly tipped his feet and made some gestures.
Looks a lot taller.
Xue Xiang looked funny. To say that this little guy really hasn't grown much. He is almost six and a half years old. He is only two or three centimeters longer than when he was five years old. He looks a little anxious. When he thinks about how tall he is,
Something happened, Xue Xiang thought of Little White Tiger again. It has been almost three months since he returned from Paoshan Village.
The little white tiger eats, plays, and sleeps well in Xue's house, but it hasn't grown in height and is still the same size. I originally thought that after the little guy and the little white tiger got used to each other for a few days, I would find a zoo for it to settle down. But now that I see it, I don't think so.
I was anxious to find a home for it, but I had to quickly find a hospital to get it checked out.
After the little guy put his feet up, he started to touch his belly again. It was round and round, and he measured it with his little hands. The more he measured, the more he frowned. It seemed that the big brother was not lying and he was really fat.
Xue Xiang saw that she was worried and said hurriedly: "You're just a little fat. When you grow taller, you'll get pregnant. Don't be afraid."
"What is stripping?" The little guy immediately became energetic when he heard that there seemed to be a way to avoid gaining weight without eating less.
"The wicker is what it looks like after it has opened. You can see that when the wicker is not open, it is short and fat. When it is open, it is long and thin."
"Hmph. I don't want to be long and slender anymore. I have become longer, how can you hold me?" After talking, he climbed on the small stool again. He wanted to step on Xue Xiang's back and sighed as he climbed: "
Oh, guys. Your teachers are so good. If you don’t go to class~~.qrge.-Update first~~, I won’t punish you. If only my teacher could do this."
There is really a reason why the little guy sighed.
Xue Xiang returned to the capital on March 2nd, and Peking University had already started school in mid-February. After he, a "transfer student", reported to the school, he basically spent three days fishing and two days drying up nets, and just went there.
In school, I am also an auditor in other classes.
This Xue Xiang did not go to his own major class, but took someone else's class instead. It was not because Xue was a bitch, but there was another reason. It turned out that in order to save time and effort, Xue Xiang signed up for the major in his previous life.
——Marxist philosophy, and right now, this major is just opened at Peking University, and there are no heavyweight professors, so Xue Xiang is too lazy to listen to those commonplaces, and instead frequently goes to the Chinese Department and the History Department to attend lectures.
And because the first batch of college entrance examination students were treated very favorably, heavyweight masters often came to Beijing University to give lectures. At this time, the only heavyweight masters in the Republic were limited to literature and history. Therefore, Xue Xiangcai fell in love with Chinese and
History class. For example,
Li Yaotang, Xie Wanying, Shen Yanbing, etc., who could only be heard of in textbooks in previous lives, occasionally used crutches and loudspeakers to teach on the stage. How could these few remaining cultural masters teach in person?
It made Xue Xiang obsessed with it.
In fact, Xue Xiang is able to feel so comfortable at Peking University because he enjoys the benefits of those three articles.
To say that the name "Xue Sanpian" is resounding throughout the country is definitely an exaggeration. In fact, few people in the Four-Nine Cities have heard of it, and the name is most widely spread among those who study Marxism-Leninism and strategy.
among theorists and conspirators.
Besides, there was no Internet at the time. Even though Xue Xiang’s three articles stirred up the storm, most readers wouldn’t even know what he looked like. If it weren’t for the widely circulated sentence “The night gave me black eyes.”
, I am afraid that most readers cannot remember his name. After all, in the Republic at the moment, there are few people who study Marxism-Leninism and many people who are obsessed with literature and art.
Su Yandong, the head of the philosophy department where Xue Xiang works, is just the opposite. The old man in his 50s and 60s has long lost his passion for these literary youths, but he has studied Marxism-Leninism all his life and is extremely concerned about theoretical innovation within the party. However, Xue Xiang later wrote two articles
It just happened to tickle the old man.
At that time, the old man also specifically searched for the contact information of the author of the article, but could not find it. Unexpectedly, Lao Wang, who had applied for delayed admission for Xue Xiang, came to his door. After the two chatted, Su Yandong knew
It turns out that there is still such great power hidden among this class of students.
Therefore, after Xue Xiang entered the school, Su Yandong specially called him into the office to have an in-depth chat. Firstly, he discussed the socialist essentialism in those two articles, and secondly, he tested whether Xue Xiang had real talent and practical knowledge.
Did he ask someone to ghostwrite this article? At that time, Xue Xiangzheng was writing
With a calculation in mind, he wanted to catch up with the department boss and rationalize skipping classes. Therefore, for Xue Xiang, Su Yandong's request was just like sending him a pillow just after he dozed off. That day, in the dean's office, Su Yandong asked,
Xue Xiang answered ten, showing off his literary talent and coquettishness for a while.
It turns out that Xue was a top student at Peking University in his previous life, and he also sat on the boss's bench in the Party History Office for more than ten years. He was familiar with the essentials of Marxism-Leninism summarized by his predecessors and the innovative theories of later generations. No, he just did a warm-up exercise and just talked about it.
When he reached three D tables, he easily won over Dean Su. As for the scientific outlook on development and harmonism, he had not yet had time to dig out. So, Xue Xiang struck while the iron was hot and stated the requirement for independent learning.
If we say that Su Yandong still has the charm of an old-fashioned educator, he knows the importance of teaching students in accordance with their aptitude and will not stick to the rules, so he immediately complied.
In the old man's opinion, Xue Xiang is definitely a first-class genius. Not to mention that he entered the school with nearly perfect scores in the college entrance examination, but his current theoretical level is more than enough to be a teacher. In class? Does the teacher teach him in class, or does he teach the teacher? He is a genius.
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It's better to let things go. However, Dean Su didn't let things go completely. He said that if Xue Xiang wanted to study independently, he could do it. All the homework at the end of the semester must be excellent or above. Every year, he would give a thesis topic and ask Xue Xiang to do it well.
, turned it over to him for inspection.
With Su Yandong as a guarantee, Xue Xiangcai became the truant in the little guy's mouth!
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The two brothers and sisters, one big and one small, were chatting lively in the kitchen. From time to time, they would take out one or two pieces of chicken from the pot to share. The warm sunshine hit the table, reflecting the figures of the big one and the small one.
Warmth. Suddenly, Xiao Wan and Xiao Yi also got involved
When they came in, they saw the chicken in their mouths and immediately stopped eating. They each grabbed their bowls and chopsticks and jumped into the pot. Seeing that lunch was about to start on the stove, Xue Lin arrived in time and started drinking.
Rebuked, all the fairies, big and small, all left the stage.
It is now the end of May. Normally, Xue Xiang has returned to Beijing and has settled down for school. Xue Lin can definitely find something to do. In fact, Xue Anyuan and Xue Xiang haven't opened their mouths yet about arranging work for him.
We have already taken the initiative to spread the word.
Ma Liang from Hualian Woodware Factory said that the factory was short of a cashier, and he promised to be promoted to a full-time job in one year and promoted to a full-time employee in two years. Ma Yongsheng said that the logistics department of the May 4th Canteen was short of a supervisor, and asked Xue Lin to act as an agent for a few days to help with the management;
Even Fatty Zhang said that their department was short of people and in urgent need of talents like Xue Lin. As for a group of Xue Anyuan's old subordinates, they sent countless aunts and uncles to come to the door to introduce them to jobs.
But Xue Lin refused to answer the question, and directly used the third child as a shield, saying that the family was in need of people.
Bar.
But when the weather is hot, the Xue family’s lunch is basically held under the grape trellis that Xue built the year before. Now, the grape trellis has been filled with fruit and has climbed half of the courtyard wall, and the green grapes are shining brightly.
The jade and grape leaves are as green as weaving, creating a leisurely green shade, which is very poetic.
There is a small square table woven with green bamboo, and there are four dishes and one soup. In addition to a large bowl of pheasant stewed with mushrooms, there are cucumbers, cold tomatoes, boiled fish, preserved eggs mixed with tofu, and a bowl of seaweed and egg soup, a combination of meat and vegetables.
, bright in color and appetizing, naturally made after Chef Xue.
The little guy threw away the chicken bones in his hand and took a big gulp of soda. He then looked back at the two flower bowls of the little white tiger on the chair. He straightened up and picked up a large bowl of chicken. He then picked up the soda bottle and gave it to the little white tiger.
The tiger's two bowls were full. The little white tiger licked her little hand, rolled around, then buried his head in the bowl, and began to eat and drink while snoring.
To say that this little white tiger entered the Xue family mansion, the treatment was no worse than that of a zoo. Every meal was meat, and it was cooked meat cooked by Chef Xue himself. Even to cool down, he drank soda instead of well water.
Xue Xiangda frowned and shouted that he would have to feed him leftovers in the future and that he could no longer tolerate him, clinker. As soon as he said this, the whole family and the children in the courtyard all opposed and denounced him.
In fact, the little white tiger's pretty appearance is so endearing. Not to mention his whole body, which is as white as satin, and his shining jade claws. His majestic and majestic appearance has attracted the love of the whole family, and has become the heart of the children in the whole compound. How could he be Xue Xiangneng?
Abusive?
Xue Xiangmeng took a sip of cold beer and started talking, as before: "Sister, you see I'm at home all day long and there's no shortage of manpower. You'd better find something to do so that you don't get into trouble."
Xue Xiang is not afraid that Xue Lin will wander around at home and waste food, but he is afraid that she will not have a career in the future and will inevitably be lonely when she gets older. After all, although the life of this leisurely house girl is good, everyone sometimes gets bored when she is idle.