Bai Yueguang came to seek reunion again

Self-study on Friday night, the Chinese teacher arranged an in-class quiz.Fu Zhihuai looked at the paper and said to Kuang Yuan: "Do it seriously. The types of questions in the next monthly exam should be similar to this."

"Understood." Kuang Yuan solemnly agreed, and began to say: "Mr. Fu, if I pass the exam, is there any reward?"

Fu Zhihuai wrote down the name of his class and cast a sideways glance at him: "We'll let you pass all the monthly exams."

"You said it, don't forget." Kuwahara immersed himself in writing the question, keeping this promise in his heart.

On weekend mornings, Kuwabara stays in bed until eleven o'clock as usual, and everyone in the family knows his schedule and will not disturb him easily.

But just after eight o'clock today, Kuwahara's bedroom door was seriously attacked.Shi Yuanen called him to get up outside like a ghost: "Uncle! Get up quickly! Are you still going out with us?"

Kuang Yuan turned over and rolled off the bed, lay on the ground half asleep and cursed: "Come on, come on! Drag this assassin down and kill him!"

The nanny who was sweeping the floor downstairs sensed the command from afar, and hurried up to appease Shi Yuanen: "At this point, Yuan Yuan is fast asleep. You go downstairs to have something to eat, and I'll call him later."

Shi Yuanen thumped the door a few times relentlessly: "Sang Yuan, if I'm sorry, I'm really leaving and I'll tell you."

Kuang Yuan got up with his eyes closed, still smiling and cursing: "So it's Director Shi, forget it, let him have a head."

Shi Yuanen's face turned red in an instant, and he turned his head to see that his aunt had gone far away, and then cursed under his voice: "Sang Yuan, you bastard, don't go too far, I'm telling you."

The bedroom door finally opened, and Kuwahara was wearing Stitch pajamas, with his ears drooping in front of his eyes, flickering.Shi Yuanen reached out to grab him, but Kuang Yuan pushed him away and walked down slowly: "Nephew, have you eaten yet?"

Anyway, Shi Yuanen couldn't react when he reminded him many times, he might as well just go with the flow and become this cheap uncle.Thinking about it this way, when they are old, Shi Yuanen will return to honor him, wouldn't it be beautiful.

Shi Yuanen said: "Not yet, I'm waiting for you."

"You eat first, I'll finish washing soon." Kuwahara took the clothes from his aunt and walked into the bathroom, dawdling and washing for almost an hour.

When Shi Yuanen was about to vomit from the various dishes fed by his aunt, he came out with a faint milk fragrance all over his body.

Shi Yuanen rubbed his belly, looked him up and down, and gave him a thumbs up: "Do you need to wear this to visit relatives? I think you just want to show off to death."

Kuwahara smiled: "I'm happy, I'm happy, can you control me?"

Shi Yuanen's car waited outside for a long time, and the driver squatted on the side of the road and chatted with people.Seeing the two of them going out, he hurriedly pinched his cigarette and leaned over to say hello: "Hey, Master Sang."

Kuang Yuan didn't like people calling him that in a serious manner, but he still nodded in response: "Good morning, Uncle Liu."

Uncle Liu opened the car door, and Shi Yuanen rushed in first. When Kuang Yuan was about to get in the car, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure not far from across the street.

His originally tense face suddenly became happy, and he wished he could rush over and give someone a hug: "Hey, old Fu!"

Fu Zhihuai stopped and turned to look at him, without approaching him, just nodded slightly.Kuwahara had heard him talk about tutoring junior high school students on weekends before, so he didn't think it was strange at the moment, and said with a smile: "What a coincidence."

Fu Zhihuai still nodded, but did not speak, and Kuang Yuan couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

Shi Yuanen poked his head out impatiently, and scolded: "Who did you meet? I haven't finished talking for a long time. Yo, this grandson again. Why are you so excited, you have a crush on him?"

"You care about me." Kuang Yuan asked Fu Zhihuai in a good mood: "Will you come next week? I will be at home then, come to my house to play."

Fu Zhihuai hesitated for ten seconds, then slowly shook his head: "No need."

After he finished speaking, he pushed the bicycle and walked away slowly. Kuwahara couldn't cry anymore, and sat in the car depressed.

Shi Yuanen laughed at him: "Hey, don't you have a good relationship? You still leave me here to show off every day. He is a top student! Does a top student know that? How could he like a little scum like you."

Kuwahara retorted unhappily: "Is the old man very good? You know what a fart, shut up, shut up immediately."

After a while, he added on his own: "Old Fu must have something to do."

Even so, he was still depressed.

This trip was said to be to visit relatives, but in fact it was only relatives from the Shi family, so he just wanted to join in the fun and eat.And the reason why I want to go so urgently is because I chatted with Fu Zhihuai about some kind of snacks over there a few days ago.

Fu Zhihuai is not a local, but his parents came to work here, so they settled here temporarily.He hasn't been back to his hometown for a long time, and he always thinks about the snack he used to eat when he was a child, and he just talked casually to Kuang Yuan, who knows that this ancestor can remember it so clearly.

Sang originally wanted Shi Yuanen to bring it back by the way, but he was not at ease, fearing that the fool would buy it badly, so he finally decided to go by himself.

Slowly leaning back on the seat, Kuwahara looked at the scenery passing by outside the window, feeling a little puzzled in his heart.

Why is Fu Zhihuai unhappy?

Zhang Wei was standing downstairs in Fu Zhihuai's house with a can of candy in her arms. The ignorant brother lowered his head and rubbed the corner of his clothes, with tears in his eyes, obviously just been scolded.

The siblings waited for a long time, but Fu Zhihuai did not come back.Finally, the younger brother started yelling: "Sister, my leg hurts and I'm hungry."

Zhang Wei was also a little anxious, so she said a few perfunctory words to comfort him, turned around and waited for a while.He looked down at his watch, it was eleven o'clock.She could only sigh, and took her brother home: "Forget it, let's go back. I'll come back in the afternoon."

"Mom asked you to help her look after the store in the afternoon." The younger brother reminded in a childlike voice, biting his finger.

"Then I'll come back tomorrow!" Zhang Wei twisted his face angrily: "It's all your fault, I'm so ignorant."

For the first time, Fu Zhihuai lost his mind while teaching a class.

The little girl across from him blinked her big eyes and stared at him for a while, and finally couldn't hold back anymore, and knocked on the table: "Teacher?"

Fu Zhihuai reacted: "I'm sorry."

The little girl smiled: "It's okay! Teacher, miss your girlfriend?"

"No." Fu Zhihuai shook his head, took a deep breath and looked down at the question: "This question is very basic, you should be able to... Tsk, you made a mistake."

"Teacher, you really don't know how to talk to girls." The little girl twirled her pen and said, "It's so hurtful. I really believe that you don't have a girlfriend anymore."

"Does this matter have something to do with you doing wrong questions?" Fu Zhihuai finished speaking, and pushed down his glasses: "Like this set of papers, people with normal IQ can pass the test."

The little girl drooped her head all of a sudden: "Teacher, you should really be thankful that you are teaching such an obedient student as me."

Fu Zhihuai wrote the formula, and replied without raising his head: "Oh."

"Otherwise, you would have been beaten up again and again by the gangsters hired by others."

"Oh." Fu Zhihuai stopped writing, and said again: "Does this have something to do with your 23.3 points in the chemistry test?"

The little girl looked up to the sky and sighed: "Fortunately, I don't like people like you, otherwise, I would have been unable to resist beating him up long ago!"

Fu Zhihuai glanced at the clock on the wall, and began to pack his books:

"I'm leaving. You remember to correct the wrong questions and do the paper again. I will bring you a similar type of test paper next week. If you fail the test, the game console you were confiscated should be destroyed directly."

The little girl sighed sadly, and asked again: "If you pass the exam, is there any reward?"

Fu Zhihuai walked out with his schoolbag on his back, and said coldly when he went out, "No."

At noon, Fu Juncai was going to invite several bosses who had cooperated in contracting the project recently to dinner.Originally, he thought that the whole family would go, but if Fu Zhihuai didn't go, Tian Yue would stay at home and cook for his son.

Fu Zhihuai saw his mother put on her make-up carefully, so he said, "I can cook by myself. Mom, you can go out with Dad, so it's convenient to watch him not drink too much."

Tian Yue hesitated for a while, and worriedly told her how to use the kitchen utensils several times before going out with her husband.

Fu Zhihuai hasn't cooked since high school.Tian Yue regards his three years of high school as very important, wishing to feed him three meals a day with her own hands, so as to save him time as much as possible.

Fu Zhihuai clumsily and slowly cut half a green pepper, unconsciously, his thoughts drifted out of the sky with the irregular "thump, thump".

Thinking about it carefully, before today, he had never seen Kuwahara wearing anything other than the school uniform.Maybe it was because of this that he was so surprised at that moment in the morning.

At that time, Kuwahara was standing across the road from him, not too far away. Although the suit on his body didn't have a logo on it, he could guess how expensive it was just by looking at the way it was worn.Not to mention that next to him, there was a Rolls-Royce Phantom parked that Fu Zhihuai had only seen in magazines.

This was the first time that Fu Zhihuai clearly discovered the huge gap between the two of them.

At that time, he couldn't say that he was uncomfortable, but he was inexplicably unhappy.With a cold face towards Kuwahara, when he turned around and pushed the cart away, his back was stiff.

Kuwahara didn't feel sorry for him, the problem was himself.Fu Zhihuai was able to realize what was wrong, but he was temporarily unable to change it.

This sudden inferiority complex gnawed at his self-esteem like a maggot attached to the bone, making him hesitate and also causing him torment.

Fu Zhihuai suddenly shuddered, and looked down, it turned out that the kitchen knife accidentally cut his finger and bled.

He rinsed his fingers carelessly, and suddenly remembered that there seemed to be an unopened box of Band-Aids in the room.

A box of twelve sheets costs six yuan, and the price tag of the school supermarket is still on the box—this is what he didn't have the courage to give Kuwahara before.

Every time Kuwahara gave him something, he seemed to do whatever he wanted, with little effort, but when he wanted to give it, he was timid.

Maybe he shouldn't have started a friendship that was doomed to part ways at all.

Fu Zhihuai stood by the window clutching the box, his eyes reflected the warm sunshine outside, but a very rare look of bewilderment appeared on his face.