Later, I was still stunned because I didn't have the nerve to tell my dad that I was studying nursing.
I just casually said: "I don't know much about it. Anyway, I learned some anatomy, amputation and so on in school."
After hearing what I said, my dad nodded with relief and said, "Yes."
Soon, Zhao Shanyu made four dishes and one soup, including two meat and two vegetarian dishes. I looked at the dishes on the table and swallowed.
After eating it later, I found it was not as unpalatable as I had imagined, but it was not that delicious either. However, my dad took a bite and kept praising Zhao Shanyu for what he could do.
At first I thought my dad was praising Zhao Shanyu on purpose, but then my eyes caught sight of the five boxes of instant noodles in the corner of the living room, and I suddenly understood.
My father is busy at work every day and gets off work late. My mother used to cook for him. Now that my mother is gone, he is too lazy to cook at home alone, so he lives on instant noodles.
"Xiao Feng, the Chinese New Year is in four days. It's only seven o'clock now. You and Xiao Yu will go out to buy some New Year's goods and come back later." My dad said as he took out two thousand yuan from his wallet and handed it over.
"Uncle, you can keep it for yourself. Xiaofeng is also doing some small business outside the school and can make money." Zhao Shanyu said next to me.
"Yes, dad, don't give me any money anymore." My store has been able to earn three to four thousand a month in net profit in the past two months. If I divide it with Da Kui, I can earn about two thousand a month. I usually earn
It's enough
"What kind of business are you doing?" My dad frowned and said, "Those who study medicine must know how not to be moved by money."
I felt a little uncomfortable when I heard it, and said, "Dad, what age are you in? Don't worry, your son won't steal or rob, he will make money openly."
If my father hadn't been a medical student and wasn't motivated by money, I would probably be the kind of rich second generation who takes two losers out on the streets and teases women from good families when they don't have time.
It's a pity that my father's ideas are too traditional. I can't be a rich second generation, so I can only work hard to be his father.
My dad was silent for a while, then waved his hand and said, "Forget it, you're old too, so I won't say anything to you anymore. You and Xiaoyu can go out to buy new year's goods."
I took Zhao Shanyu and walked out. As soon as I got downstairs, I took out my mobile phone and called Li Mingyao.
"Hey, Lao Li, I'm back in Chengdu. Where are I? I'm downstairs at my house. Come find me quickly." I waited for Li Mingyao to answer the phone and said to him.
"I'm at the Buddhist Statue Museum. I have something to do here. Come and see me." After Li Mingyao said that, I said okay and hung up the phone.
I took a taxi with Zhao Shanyu and arrived at the entrance of the Zhongshan Buddhist Statue Hall. When I walked in, I saw Li Mingyao wearing a Taoist robe, chatting with a woman in a mink coat who looked to be in her forties.
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Zhao Shanyu and I walked over and sat on the chairs without saying anything.
The woman didn't pay attention to the arrival of Zhao Shanyu and me. She walked over and took Li Mingyou's hand. She said in a sweet voice: "Master Li, I feel that there are a lot of dirty things in my house recently. If you have time, go to my house and help take a look."
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I felt goosebumps as I listened in the back. Is it possible that this 40 or 50-year-old aunt has a crush on Li Mingyao? I quickly covered my mouth and almost laughed.
Li Mingyao also looked very embarrassed. When he saw my appearance, he glared at me, as if to say, if you dare to laugh, my labor and management will beat you up later.
Li Mingyao coughed and said, "Mrs. Xu, I've seen your face. It's red and purple. You've been in good luck lately. How can any monster dare to get close to you?"
"You still call me Mrs. Xu, why don't you call me Xu Xu? Recently, I don't know how to do it. I feel very cold when I sleep, and my heart feels empty and lonely. Master Li, otherwise you can wait for me
Come to my house and help me take a look, okay?" The woman said to Li Mingyao with a peach blossom face.
"Well, Mrs. Xu, I still have guests here. You go back first and come back in two days." Li Mingyao said and pushed Mrs. Xu out.
"Well, remember to call me." After saying that, Mrs. Xu winked at Li Mingyao, twisted her butt and left.
"Hahaha." I couldn't help laughing, and asked Li Mingyao: "Old Li, how long have I been gone, and you have turned our Zhongshan Buddhist Statue Museum into a duck shop?"
"I'll go, don't mention it, it's annoying me to death." Li Mingyao looked depressed.
Not to mention, Li Mingyao is quite handsome, with a standard pretty face.
"Haha, you deserve it." I said with a smile.
"Is someone envious?" Zhao Shanyu put his arm around my shoulders and asked.
"I envy Mao. I'm so envious of an aunt in her forties or fifties. If she's a girl of seventeen or eighteen, I might consider it." I spoke directly from my heart, but as soon as I finished speaking, I immediately regretted it.
Zhao Shanyu pinched my arm hard and asked, "Are you still envious?"
"Ouch, it hurts. Wife, please be gentle."
"Xiao Feng, how are you doing in Chongqing?" Li Mingyao calmed down and asked me.
"It's okay, but those roommates in college are too weird, otherwise my college career must be the most beautiful moment in my life." I said.
Although I say this verbally, I actually like the three of them, Brother Lu, in my heart. It’s not that I like them, but I find them interesting and not boring.
Many people think it is better to be serious, wear a suit and tie every day, and speak carefully for fear of offending others.
It may be like that when we work in the workplace, but we are still students now, so naturally we have to live a carefree life and speak openly.
It's tiring to pretend to be serious, but it's good to be casual.
"You have become quite famous recently." Li Mingyao pointed to the computer on his desk with a smile and said, "Come and take a look."
I walked to the computer and he clicked on a forum. There was a post titled "A Mr. Yin Yang in Chengdu abducted the daughter of the leader of the Miao Wu sect, and it was revealed."
"What the hell, what kind of forum is this?" I asked strangely.
"This is a Chinese Mr. Yin Yang forum, and most of the people in it are really capable." Li Mingyao said, "You are now famous in the Mr. Yin Yang community."
I clicked on the post carefully and saw that the person who posted the post was called the most handsome Jingfeng.
Who else has this coquettish ID? I belong to his uncle, can Brother Jingfeng stop being so idle?
Why are you posting this?
This post has been talking about how a Mr. Yin Yang named Ling Feng used various shameless methods to seduce the daughter of the leader of the Miao Wu sect. The writing is like a novel and is still being serialized.
I previewed it in this forum again and found that this is a really good place. Many Yin Yang gentlemen on it are exchanging various ghost hunting experiences, and some Yin Yang gentlemen can also post on it when they encounter solutions that they cannot solve.