At this moment, Geng Zhiye understood deeply why Ye Fan reminded him to "lessen your involvement." He said angrily: "Go and put the dumplings out."
"Would you like some soup?"
Geng Zhiye asked back: "The original soup is transformed into the original food. What do you think? Serve separately!"
Geng Zhiqin went to the main room to get a cup: "I'll use this."
"There's no way he doesn't have a glass of water. Go to the hospital and pour it into his glass." Geng Zhiye understood that his sister was deliberately trying to irritate him. As expected, when he finished speaking, Geng Zhiqin's face changed, as if "Is this still possible?"
Yu Wentao: "How can you hide your little plan from your brother? Don't worry, it's nine o'clock."
When Geng Zhiqin saw that even her mother was impatient and worried about being surrounded by the whole family, she immediately did not dare to complain and followed her brother to the hospital honestly.
Geng Zhiye stopped outside the emergency room door, and Geng Zhiqin went in carrying a water cup and food box.
When Geng Zhiqin came out, Geng Zhiye wanted to ask him what his reaction was, but suddenly thought of Ye Fan's warning, he swallowed his words and took Geng Zhiqin home.
Geng Zhiqin felt strange. Before he came, her brother was more anxious than anyone else. Now that the dumplings are being delivered, her brother didn't even ask. Then she thought that it was getting late and her brother must be in a hurry to go home. He would ask again when he got home or tomorrow morning.
The next day, Geng Zhiqin got up early, but Geng Zhiye only focused on playing badminton with Erbao in the alley.
Geng Zhiqin suspected that he had forgotten about it after sleeping all night and went into the house.
Ye Fan was washing clothes in the yard, and Geng Sensen helped her pour water into the washing machine. Geng Leilei and Geng Huihui washed men's and women's underwear respectively, while Dabao squatted aside and brushed his shoes.
Everyone was busy, so Geng Zhiqin went to the kitchen. When he saw his mother boiling eggs and hot steamed buns, he asked if he wanted to help.
Yu Wentao gave her five yuan and asked her to buy tofu curd and spicy pepper soup. When Dabao heard this, he shouted: "Grandma, Brother Sensen and I are going. Brother Sensen has never eaten tofu brain and spicy soup."
Ye Fan glanced at his son: "Speak as if you have eaten it before."
Dabao: "I have eaten. You and dad took me to the store to eat."
Ye Fan asked: "Have you ever eaten Liangdou?"
Dabao has never eaten it: "I didn't say that I had eaten it either."
He was so unreasonable that Ye Fan didn't want to pay attention to him, "Sensen, when does school start?"
"You can go to school to report in the last three days of the end of the month. September 1st is not too late." Geng Sensen was admitted to the School of Finance and Economics, but not accounting. Yang Mengxia was worried that he would slip up, and he was also worried that considering the popularity of accountants these days, he enrolled in finance, which he was confused about.
Geng Sensen was full of confidence in himself every time he took the test, and every time he took the test, his score was lower than his estimate. The college entrance examination was no exception. When the scores came out, he thought he would have to repeat the exam. But the day before Dabao arrived at his home, Geng Sensen received the admission notice.
Geng Sensen suspected that he was a supplementary student, and because his major was not accounting, but finance, which most people had never heard of, he felt embarrassed when he thought about his major, "Auntie, what do you think I can do after graduation?" Huh?”
Ye Fan was confused by the question: "What are you doing?"
"Yes. What is finance?"
Ye Fan opened her mouth and asked as if she understood finance: "After the founding of the People's Republic of China, it was almost a planned economy. I can't give an example. During the Republic of China, there was a period when money was worthless, and a sack of banknotes was exchanged for a pound of rice. Go to the library to check You should be able to find the answer by looking up the economy of that period.”
"But now it is also a semi-planned economy."
Ye Fan: "Is it two years or three years between the first special economic zone and the second special economic zone? When you graduate, maybe you can set up factories in the capital. In a few years, there will be more private companies, and foreign businessmen will come in, and they will definitely need you. Learned knowledge.”
“But I don’t want to go to a state-owned enterprise, nor do I want to enter a government agency.”
Ye Fan asked: "Have you ever planned to enter a scientific research institute?"
"That's right. It's a pity that I don't have enough marks. For review, my dad will transfer me to move with him at the end of the year. I will waste time on the road and maybe I won't do well in the exam this year." Geng Sensen told the truth, "So I can't go to the scientific research institute so I can help You do things.”
Ye Fan: "You can take accounting as an elective."
Geng Sensen pointed to his brain: "Do you think I can do it?"
Ye Fan said: "Ask what the accounting professor likes. If he likes to eat, give him the morels and bamboo fungus that Dabao brought. If he likes antiques, you can just pick something from my archaeological shelf. It's not worth much. , but I didn’t understand it in class, so I asked him to make up lessons after class, but he was too embarrassed to refuse.”
Geng Sensen: "Can universities also find people to make up classes?"
Ye Fan nodded: "Although the teacher is annoyed that his personal plans are disrupted, he also likes to be a role model and help students solve their doubts."
The depression in Geng Sensen's brows was swept away.
Geng Dabao wrapped his white sneakers in toilet paper, washed his hands and said: "Brother Sensen, go get the pot."
Ye Fan: "My family will take two more."
Yu Wentao gave Dabao the two small pots that contained mung bean soup and white fungus soup yesterday. Each pot can hold ten bowls of porridge. Geng Zhiqin gave them five yuan.
Dabao wants half the pot of tofu brain and half the pot of spicy spicy soup. There are seven bowls in each pot. The uncle waiting for the fried dough sticks asked: "Dabao, can you finish eating so much?"
Dabao nodded: "I can eat one and a half bowls, my father can drink two or three bowls, and my brother can drink two bowls. These may not be enough." Smelling the aroma of fried dough sticks, "Master, give me four to six fried dough sticks." .”
The uncle was anxious: "Little Dabao, do you understand that it's first come, first served? Go home!"
Dabao pouted at him and went home with his cousin.
Ye Fan's classmates asked: "I seem to have heard the name 'Dabao' somewhere. Which family does that young man belong to?"
The man who was anxious to go to work wiped his mouth and said as he walked: "Ye Fan's eldest son. The second child is a daughter, called Erbao."
The classmate suddenly realized: "The eyes and nose really look like Ye Fan! I didn't even notice it just now. What the hell is this?"
The uncle said: "Dabao may not know that you are his mother's high school classmate. However, I feel that Dabao is more like his father."
As he finished speaking, he heard the sound of footsteps. The uncle followed the sound and saw that Geng Dabao had left and returned. The uncle subconsciously asked: "Where is your pot?"
"Give it to my cousin." Dabao pointed to the fried dough sticks he had just fished out, "Is it mine?"
"Mine!" The uncle picked it up by himself with long chopsticks and stuffed it into a paper bag. "You eat less."
Dabao: "My mother can afford it. Do you think this is because you were used to being hungry after being hungry when you were young?"
The old man was holding the pot and holding the fried dough sticks, but he couldn't move his hands. "I'll kick you, kid!" He raised his foot and kicked.
"Take it easy. You are entirely responsible for the fall." Dabao dodged smoothly and picked up a paper bag, "It's my turn now, right?"
Several people who were anxious to go to work said: "Ours."
Dabao was too embarrassed to fight with them, so he waited for five minutes before he got there.
The tofu curd in spicy spicy soup at home is ready to drink after it has been cooked for a few minutes. Dabao took a mouthful of tofu brain and spicy soup and a mouthful of fried dough sticks. The more he ate, the more he wanted to eat. Unconsciously, he drank two bowls and ate two fried dough sticks.
Dabao looked at the clean bowl: "Mom, does this spicy soup contain something special? Otherwise, there is no way to explain why I still want to eat after I'm full."
Geng Zhiqin wanted to say that the man selling hot spicy soup was your mother's classmate. He heard her sister-in-law say: "The soup is bone soup, and there are shredded chicken in it."
"Isn't it?" Dabao brought the pot over. There was still half a bowl in it. He put it into his own bowl, took a spoonful and stared at it for a long time when he saw a few white dots. "Is this chicken?"
Ye Fan: "Try it."
Dabao picked it out with chopsticks and tasted it: "Is it really chicken? Is it good enough?"
Ye Fan: "The meat grains are so small, you may only put one chicken in a pot of spicy soup. But since you put it in, it can't be completely ineffective."
Yu Wentao heard this and said, "I would have forgotten if you didn't tell me. I bought chicken and duck and we cooked them all at noon."
Erbao looked outside: "Where is it?"
Yu Wentao pointed to the refrigerator: "In the cold and fresh layer."
Ye Fan: "Have you packed it up?"
Yu Wentao smiled.
Ye Fan was surprised: "They didn't ask for money?"
"How can it be such a good thing?" Yu Wentao couldn't help laughing as he spoke, "Now there are more meat and vegetable sellers. If the vegetable market is not doing well, we will reform it and help clean up the live chickens and ducks. It's just like a few years ago. It’s like two faces. I used to ask them to cut an extra pound of meat for me, but they ignored me when I saw them.”
Geng Zhiqin: "You still want to buy it after it's too late?"
"It's not that I don't want to clean up because it's hot, why should I buy theirs?" Yu Wentao curled her lips, "I spend money to eat out and don't even go to the vegetable market."
Ye Fan: "If you don't want to take care of it, why don't you hire a nanny?"
Yu Wentao said without thinking: "If you have money to burn!"
Ye Fan choked.
Dabao pushed the bowl to his mother: "Ignore grandma. Drink spicy soup!"
"I won't drink from you!" Ye Fan glared at him, "Don't mess with me!"
Dabao turned to his dad. Geng Zhiye took it and added half a bowl of tofu for himself: "Geng Dabao, which one is better, mom or dad?"
Dabao wanted to roll his eyes, his father was in his forties, how could he be more childish than him.
"What do you mean, mom?" Dabao asked.
Geng Zhiye: "——You must have perfect scores in reading comprehension!"
"Of course!" Dabao stood up, "Dad, do I have to live on campus?"
Geng Zhiye: "You live on campus!"
Yu Wentao couldn't help but said: "It's so close that we can go to day school. Sensen has to live on campus." Geng Zhiye shook his head: "He has an unstable temperament. He goes to a classmate's house after school in the afternoon. How do you find him?"
Dabao: "Comrade Geng, I am sixteen this year, and my actual age is seventeen. I am not a child of two or three years old."
"You don't dare to run around even when you are two or three years old." Geng Zhiye said.
Dabao snorted: "I can answer your question now, you are not as good as your mother!"
"I can be more bad. Do you want to learn more?" Geng Zhiye asked with a straight face.
Dabao was pounding in his heart and felt like he was about to be hit: "I'm busy. Brother Sensen, let's go pack our luggage."
When Geng Sensen was full, he stacked his bowl with Dabao's bowl and went to Dabao's room - his luggage was in Dabao's bedroom.
Geng Leilei whispered: "Dabao is so young, it is easy for him to learn bad things from his classmates who are three or four years older than him."
Geng Zhiye: "I will accompany him to register in two days to see if the roommates can get along well."
Ye Fan: "I'll go too."
Geng Huihui: "You two are going to save face, Geng Dabao should be shy."
Geng Zhiye snorted: "He was crying in the hospital because he was afraid of injections, but he was not shy."
Speaking of Dabao's fear of going to the hospital, Geng Huihui wanted to laugh: "Why is he still afraid of going to the hospital at such an old age?"
"Maybe the thickness of the needle used to scare him." Geng Zhiye saw Zhang Xiaoming coming in, "His business is so good? How many days does he only come here?"
Ye Fan: "He goes near the school these days, and his clothes are very popular. In a few days, new students will report in-" His eyes lit up, "You guys pack the dishes." He wiped his mouth and went out.
Geng Huihui was surprised: "What's wrong with my aunt?"
"I guess I'm thinking of making money again." Geng Zhiye was not surprised and asked Erbao if he had eaten enough.
Erbao patted his belly.
Geng Zhiye had a black line on his forehead. This is her daughter. How can she be as bold as a boy? "Second treasure, don't pat your belly! Don't learn everything from your brother."
Erbao put down his hand and said unhappily: "I'll go find mom, you can take care of it yourself."
As they walked down the aisle from the courtyard gate, Erbao heard her mother discussing with Zhang Xiaoming how to go to Tianjin City to pick up two carloads of daily necessities. Because many factories in the capital supply directly to supply and marketing cooperatives and state-owned stores, it would be better to go directly to Tianjin City if supplies were not available in the capital.
Zhang Xiaoming asked: "When will we go?"
Ye Fan: "Early tomorrow morning."
Erbao held her mother's hand: "I haven't been there yet."
"Mom can take you with her if it's close. But you may have to stay in Jin City for one night, or you may go in the morning and come back in the afternoon. It's tiring to go back that day, can you bear it?"
Erbao nodded: "You can only become a master if you endure hardships."
"Come on." Ye Fan said politely: "You are not willing to take it hard."
Zhang Xiaoming smiled and said: "Just looking for trouble."
Erbao pretended not to hear, let go of his mother and went to his brother to ask for money.
Since he was going on a business trip and might be gone for two days, Zhang Xiaoming asked Ye Fan to get him three bags of clothing.
Ye Fan helped him get into the car, and the half-grown boy who was facing Ye Fan hurriedly turned his back to her. Ye Fan frowned, as if he had never seen this person before. "Xiao Ming, who is that?" he asked in a low voice.
Zhang Xiaoming looked and looked again, "It seems that the neighbor next door to me is your classmate's neighbor."
"Coming to find my classmate?" Ye Fan asked in a low voice, "Then what is he hiding from? Isn't he just here to step on things?"
Zhang Xiaoming thought for a moment: "I can't say for sure. I heard that this child has no father or mother and lives in a courtyard with his grandfather. His grandfather used to be a railway worker. He probably retired after working for a few years and had no pension. I have seen him several times. Even if the clothes are patched, they are still dirty and not like a good boy.”
Ye Fan saw that he was motionless: "Shall I go over and ask? Please help me keep an eye on him."
Zhang Xiaoming is shorter than Ye Fan, but Zhang Xiaoming is stronger than her: "Let me go. He has seen me before, so I can go over and test him." After saying this, Zhang Xiaoming was ready to chase after him and shouted: "Guangming, why are you here?" ?”
The boy trembled.
Zhang Xiaoming stopped when he saw this, "Guangming, you don't know me? I'm Zhang Xiaoming, your neighbor next door. I also told your father that we are destined to have 'Ming' in our names." In fact, Zhang Xiaoming goes out early and comes home late at all. I spoke to Chu Guangming’s grandfather.
The two families were so close that they looked down and saw each other. Chu Guangming believed it was true and turned around.
Zhang Xiaoming saw that his face was red and couldn't help but glance at Ye Fan. What's going on?
Ye Fan relaxed and gave him a wink. Zhang Xiaoming called the man over, looked at the entrance of the alley and asked him if he was looking for a neighbor.
Chu Guangming shook his head subconsciously.
Zhang Xiaoming had an idea and asked: "Aren't you looking for me?"
Chu Guangming wanted to shake his head and then nod.
"Speak!" Zhang Xiaoming added, "If you don't tell me, I'll go find your grandpa."
Chu Guangming looked at Ye Fan and said he was looking for her, and then explained that the reason why he knew Ye Fan's family was here was because he followed Zhang Xiaoming's car.
Zhang Xiaoming suddenly felt horrified: "You, you, you are following me? I didn't even notice!"
"You can't even remember to look back when you're driving." Seeing him clasping his hands nervously, Ye Fan asked with a smile, "Actually, you're not looking for me, but you want to play with my big baby?"
Chu Guangming shook his head.
Ye Fan was surprised, why would a young man want to see her? "Then tell me why you want to see me."
Chu Guangming looked embarrassed and spoke hesitantly. It took Ye Fan a while to understand, "You want to sell clothes, but you have no capital, so you want to give me money after you sell them?"
Chu Guangming nodded a few times with his head drooped.
Zhang Xiaoming and Ye Fan looked at each other. This guy definitely didn't know that he could help Ye Fan sell it, with a guarantee of two yuan after the sale.
Ye Fan wasn't afraid that Chu Guangming wouldn't admit it, but he didn't dare to ask this kid to sell it out. He was far away just now and couldn't see clearly. Now that he was closer, he felt that he was shorter than Dabao and not as big as Dabao.
Dabao is only sixteen, he looks fourteen or fifteen years old. Ye Fan didn't dare to use child labor: "How old are you?"
"Seventeen." Chu Guangming said.
Zhang Xiaoming couldn't help but said: "Dishonest! You won't be a freshman in high school until autumn. Are you seventeen?"
"I-I am Seventeen!"
Ye Fan: "You are dishonest, I dare not give you anything."
Chu Guangming hurriedly said: "I, I'm not yet sixteen. But it's almost here. I was born on the winter solstice, just a few months ago."
"That won't work either." Ye Fan said.
Chu Guangming was so anxious that he almost cried.
When Ye Fan thought that he was the same age as Dabao, he couldn't bear it: "Your grandpa is at home, right? Ask your grandpa to come over, and I will hand the things into your grandpa's hands. If your grandpa asks you to sell it, it has nothing to do with me if something happens."
"But, my grandfather is sick." Chu Guangming said.
Zhang Xiaoming asked: "Is it serious?"
Chu Guangming: "My aunt said it's not serious. You need a good rest. Ye - Aunt Ye, I can write you a letter of guarantee that I won't blame you if anything happens." His eyes were full of prayer, and he wanted to kneel down to Ye Fan.
Zhang Xiaoming couldn't help but think of himself who was disliked by his blind date a few years ago: "Give me the things, and I will take him there."
Ye Fan frowned.
Zhang Xiaoming: "I keep an eye on him, and he can keep an eye on me when I go to the toilet."
"What about tomorrow?"
Zhang Xiaoming thought about it: "Tell him to go to the store tomorrow. I'm not at home and no one will cook at noon. He went over and watched Dong Ying buy vegetables and cook. Now she can eat alone and two people can't make up for the hunger."
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Ye Fan wanted to say that your daughter can also cook. But she saw Zhang Xiaoming begging her: "I'll get a bag." She went to the house to get a bag of clothes, and Zhang Xiaoming wanted money. Ye Fan glared at him and said to Chu Guangming: "I'll give you the wholesale price, and you'll pay me after you sell it."
Chu Guangming quickly bent down and thanked him.
Ye Fan: "Xiao Ming is kind, please don't cause trouble for him. Otherwise, even if you don't pursue the case, you won't be able to stop your aunt from making trouble for your father."
Chu Guangming suddenly thought of his heartless father and trouble-free stepmother: "I, I will never cause trouble to Uncle Ming."
Zhang Xiaoming said with a smile: "Don't worry, Sister Ye. Guangming, get in the car, I'll tell you that we are destined."
Ye Fan couldn't help but sigh as he watched the car exit the alley.
Erbao came out of the courtyard: "Mom, Chu Guangming has parents. Xiao Ming is a fool who doesn't know the truth."
Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat: "Say it again!"
"Really. Chu Guangming is my schoolmate. His classmate said that his father didn't want to go to the countryside, so he found a powerful daughter to step in. After the revolution, his grandfather was persuaded to retire because he did some radical things during the revolution. His father saw that his father-in-law had lost power. Divorced his mother. I heard that he got married to a powerful man because of his good looks. I don’t know how his father coaxed him, but his stepmother must be his father. His mother was angry with him because of his father’s immorality, and refused to let him take his mother’s surname, so she gave him to his grandfather,” Erbao said, “Mom, he wants it. If something happens, his father will be enough to make Xiao Ming drink a cup of it!”
(End of chapter)