"Why, you haven't come out yet?" In the kitchen, Wang Zhong was wearing an apron and busy beside the eucalyptus board. He held the nearly 80-centimeter-long rolling pin and the huge dough easily, and was just chopping vegetables beside him. Xianzi's mood was not very high.
"It's been several months!" Seeing that Yicheng remained silent, Wang Zhong said, "It's time to step out."
"The past is gone after all. People's eyes are in the front of the head, so they should look forward instead of immersed in the past."
"I just feel a little sorry for Xiao Lang!" Qiao Yicheng still lowered his head, skillfully cutting the mutton into small pieces of about the same size with the kitchen knife in his hand.
Wang Zhong divided the huge dough into three smaller ones and prepared to roll each one into pancakes.
"You are good at everything. You just have such a kind heart." Wang Zhong shook his head and used his body's strength to roll out one piece of dough into a uniform thickness, and then took the second one.
"Even if you don't mind her past and agree to marry her, I won't agree." Wang Zhong said calmly: "Either you marry her, and from now on, never call me brother-in-law again, and we will never see each other again. I won't care about what happens to you in the future. If you still want me to recognize you, then separate from her and find another lover."
Yicheng was stunned for a moment. The kitchen knife in his hand almost cut his finger. He raised his head in surprise and confusion and looked at Wang Zhong: "Why?"
"Although there were many inexplicable rules and feudal ideas in the past, there are certain things the ancients did that we can learn from. Marrying a wife should be a virtuous one. Marrying an unvirtuous wife will bring disaster to the family. This is not alarmist talk."
"You are the eldest son in the family. You and I both know what kind of character your father is. I can't help you forever. From now on, you will have to shoulder the burden of your family. That Ye Xiaolang lies constantly and has a high heart. , let’s not talk about her sordid past, let’s talk about her temper.
She doesn't even look at how much she weighs. She doesn't say that she has high standards but only cares about her own enjoyment. She ignores the hard work of her parents in raising and educating them. She has absolutely no responsibility or responsibility as an eldest sister. She has been working for several years and spends money lavishly without any restraint. , you just want to find an honest person as a springboard. If you really fall into such a person, then all the years of my teaching to you will be in vain. "
As he spoke, Wang Zhong's tone changed. He became angrier and angrier as he spoke, and the look he looked at Yicheng became more and more unkind, and a wave of anger that hated iron and steel also came out.
"If you really decide to marry her this time, then don't go to work at the TV station. Instead of letting you be taken advantage of by others, I might as well tie you back and break both of your legs. At home, hire a nanny to take care of you for the rest of your life."
Qiao Yicheng swallowed his saliva and watched Wang Zhong deal with the dough on the eucalyptus board 'ferociously'. He felt inexplicably frightened in his heart. Several very long-lived scenes appeared in his mind. Back then in Qiao's old house, Wang Zhong rushed into Qiao Zuwang. They shut the brothers and sisters out in the house. Within a moment, Qiao Zuwang's screams, as shrill as a slaughtered pig, could be heard in the house.
Qiao Yicheng shivered subconsciously and shrank back.
But thinking of all the things Ye Xiaolang had hidden from him and his unsightly past, Qiao Yicheng felt a little complicated.
"You don't want to have any contact with people like Ye Xiaolang in the future. If you have so much free time, just pay more attention to Simei and Qiqi! Simei is about to take the college entrance examination, and Qiqi is about to take the high school entrance examination. It's just nervous At a time of great pressure, this could affect both of their futures."
Qiao Yicheng has a strong sense of responsibility and a kind heart. His weakness is that he has a strong sense of responsibility, a kind heart and is easy to be manipulated.
Ye Xiaolang, for example, had actually made up his mind from the beginning to use Qiao Yicheng as a springboard. Qiao Yicheng was kind-hearted and soft-hearted, longed for family, and had certain abilities. As long as the two got married, they would definitely He will try his best to help her solve her family's problems. Once the Ye family's matters are resolved, Ye Xiaolang can wholeheartedly prepare to escape from the Ye family completely and say goodbye to the past.
Ye Xiaolang had already thought of the method. He would take the TOEFL exam and escape to the beautiful country. From then on, they were separated by the vast sea, and even if Ye's father and mother wanted to find her, there was nothing they could do.
Qiao Yicheng secretly glanced at Wang Zhong, feeling a little guilty.
Wang Zhong's cold voice came into his ears again: "If you continue to cut off, you will be disturbed by it. Now that you have made a decision, let's cut it off completely. In the end, it is you who will be hurt! You are a sensible person. , there are some things, don’t let me remind you all the time.”
"Uncle, I know!" Yi Cheng sighed quietly in his heart, having already made up his mind.
In fact, Wang Zhong's guess was absolutely correct. Ye Xiaolang came to see him again, more than once, crying like a pear blossom with rain, delicate and shy, looking like a pear blossom that had been beaten by wind and rain, Destroyed and dying daffodils.
But Wang Zhong's words also made Qiao Yicheng's heart tremble. Simei and Qiqi were about to usher in an important moment in their lives. Qiao Yicheng did not dare to be careless or have any luck.
Simei already has her favorite goal - the Music Academy in Shanghai. Qiqi's grades are average, very average. It's unclear whether she can get into high school, and even if she gets into high school, she may not be able to. Start college.
Qiao Zuwang now couldn't even afford Simei and Qiqi's tuition fees, let alone their studies, and Yicheng's sense of responsibility was once again aroused.
The high school entrance examination followed the college entrance examination, both in June. This year, time seemed to fly very fast, and it was here in the blink of an eye. Before the exam started, a whole family came back specially to cheer Simei up.
On the day when Simei's college entrance examination ended, Wang Zhong led Yicheng and Erqiang's siblings to wait outside the examination room. Seeing Wang Zhong and others, Simei was so happy that he immediately ran towards them.
"Okay, you're a big girl now, you're not afraid of others laughing at her!" Wang Zhong took down Simei who was hanging on him with a look of disgust.
"In front of my brother-in-law, I will always be the little girl who never grows up!" Qiao Simei, this girl, has a sweet mouth, and the ability to flatter a horse with a slim beard is simply engraved in her bones and is an innate ability. .
"Besides, who dares to laugh at me!" He said, pretending to be the school's female bully.
"I must be hungry after the exam. What do you want to eat?" Wang Zhong asked.
"Is everything okay?" Simei's eyes were already rolling.
"What do you think?"
"I want to eat KFC."
"KFC?"
"It just opened this year. It's near the Confucius Temple. Several of my classmates have been there and they all say it's delicious!"
"Okay! Let's go eat KFC today."
"Walk!"
The college entrance examination has ended, and the art test has been passed long ago. With a score of four, she must be inseparable from the Magic City Conservatory of Music. But this girl has been suffering for a while. She is immersed in studying every day and is deaf. Things outside the window, fortunately the art exam has ended long ago, Simei has only been concentrating on reviewing cultural classes for most of the semester.
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Confucius Temple, Gongyuan 2nd Street, the only KFC in Nanjing and the first KFC opened in the province is just at the corner of the street.
A family of seven people sat around the long table by the window and bought a lot of various kinds of fried chicken and chips.
"What's so delicious about this thing?" Er Qiang took a bite and found that the taste was very ordinary, nothing special, and incomparable to the craftsmanship of his master and his uncle. But looking at the people coming and going in the store, it was so crowded. It's full of food and business seems to be booming, but it's a bit confusing.
"I think it's delicious!" Simei took a fried chicken wing and ate it happily.
"These fried things will make you fat if you eat too much, and there is also cola. You know, do you know why there are so many fat people weighing 300 to 400 pounds in the beautiful country?" Wang Zhong looked at Simei and Sanli who were enjoying their meal, and couldn't help but wonder. A joke was made.
Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the two girls' eating movements froze, and both pairs of eyes looked at Wang Zhong.
"It doesn't matter if you eat once in a while!" Sanli said with a smile.
Simei rolled her eyes at Wang Zhong: "Uncle, we are not children anymore. Please use a smarter trick next time!" The movements of her mouth continued, and she continued to bite the fragrant golden chicken wings.
Wang Zhong also laughed. Everyone had long been accustomed to such jokes between uncles and nephews. Although Wang Zhong looked unusual in some aspects, he was also unusually 'kind and kind' in life. Although this word There is a lot of discrepancy with Wang Zhong's age, but the description is very appropriate.
Looking at this picture of a happy family, even Xu Qinghui, who had just joined the family, couldn't help but smile.
After dinner, Erqiang and his wife went back to their old house together and stayed at Wang Zhong's house for a few hours. They left at early eight o'clock. On the way back, the couple held hands and walked on the spacious street, dimly lit. Under the illumination of the street lamp, the two figures were stretched very long.
"My uncle and you have such a good relationship!" Xu Qinghui said with emotion.
Er Qiang said: "My dad only cares about his own coolness. He only plays cards after work. He pays living expenses and doesn't care about us. Since my mother passed away, our brothers and sisters were raised by my uncle. At that time, my uncle You have to be busy at work, and when you get home, you have to cook for us, check our homework, and tutor us."
The second strongman's face showed a look of reminiscence, but the corners of his mouth could not help but raise slightly.
"At that time, there were only a few of us brothers and sisters. Only the eldest brother's grades were okay. Sanli was slightly better than Simei and I. I was the least enlightened among us brothers and sisters, and also the one that gave my uncle the most headache... "
Xu Qinghui held Er Qiang's arm, but moved her palm downwards, got into Er Qiang's palm, stretched out her ten fingers, and interlocked with Er Qiang's ten fingers.
"My uncle doesn't look much older than my eldest brother?" Xu Qinghui asked, her voice soft.
Erqiang said: "My uncle is four years older than my eldest brother. He is only thirty-two years old this year. He is really not much older than my eldest brother."
"I remember that my mother-in-law passed away in 1977. Wasn't my uncle only fifteen years old at that time?" Xu Qinghui was very surprised. At the age of fifteen, if she was still studying, she had not even graduated from junior high school.
"Yes! My uncle was only half a child at that time! At that time, my uncle had just joined Yuhong Machinery Factory, and his monthly salary was only twenty yuan. He earned royalties by writing articles for newspapers and magazines. He improved the food for us and cooked us food in different ways to replenish our health. My uncle was a good cook and the food he cooked was so delicious. Every time we ate, there was nothing left, and we even licked the plates clean. Pure..." Erqiang said with great emotion.
The time at that time was the most innocent, and it was also one of the happiest times in their childhood. It was also from that time on that the top two regarded Wang Zhong as their idol.
"Then why isn't my uncle married yet?" Xu Qinghui asked.
Erqiang shook his head and said: "I don't know either. My uncle has thought about marrying Aunt Suqin, but I don't know why Aunt Suqin doesn't want to marry her."
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The dim light of the incandescent lamp shone through the screen window into the yard. The door of the main room was open, with gauze curtains hung on the door, and mosquito coils were lit in the room.
Yi Cheng led Qi Qi back to the Qiao family's old house. Only Wang Zhong, San Li and Simei were left in the house.
The TV was on in the main room. Simei was leaning on one end of the sofa with a pillow behind her and another in her arms. Her legs were on the sofa. Sanli was sitting next to her. There was a fruit basket on the coffee table. There were several fruit baskets. Plant fruits that are in season.
"Sister, I want to eat cherries!" Simei stretched out her hand.
Sanli rolled her eyes at her: "I don't have any hands!"
Simei smiled and acted coquettishly: "My good sister, I am too lazy to move!"
Although Sanli didn't spare her, she was very sincere. She took a few cherries and placed them on Simei's white and tender little hand.
"What is uncle doing in the house?" Simei was eating cherries while rolling her eyes.
"She must be writing a manuscript!" She said, picking up the remote control that Simei had placed on the sofa: "Turn down the TV volume, and don't disturb my uncle!"
Simei's big black and white eyes widened, she immediately turned over and put on her slippers, and picked up the fruit basket on the coffee table.
"What do you want to do?" Before she could make a move, Sanli on the side stopped her.
"I'm going to deliver fruit to my uncle!" Simei walked to the door of the study holding the fruit basket and knocked on the door.
"Come in!" Wang Zhong's voice sounded, and Simei pushed the door open and entered.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Wang Zhong sitting behind the desk with the lamp on, holding several manuscripts filled with words and looking at them.
"Uncle, eat fruit!"
Wang Zhong turned to look at Simei and motioned for her to put the fruit basket away.
Simei put down the fruit basket and approached Wang Zhong: "What are you looking at, uncle?"
"The manuscripts from the magazine were sent over during the day. I will review them again." Wang Zhong turned sideways and looked up and down at Simei, who had her hands behind her back and a smile on her face.
"To show your courtesy for nothing is to be either a traitor or a thief!"
Wang Zhong turned around and looked at the manuscript paper again: "Tell me, what do you want to do again?"
"Brother-in-law, didn't you say that as long as I was admitted to the Magic Conservatory of Music, there would be a mysterious reward?" Simei smiled and asked curiously: "I have already passed the art exam."
Wang Zhong said calmly: "But the college entrance examination results haven't come out yet, so you haven't passed the exam yet!"
"The questions in this college entrance examination are not difficult. I will definitely pass the exam," Simei said.
"Then wait until you pass the exam."
"Oh, uncle, just tell me what the mysterious reward you are talking about is." Simei started to act coquettishly, walked behind, and pinched Wang Zhong's shoulders skillfully.
"We already said it was a secret reward. Of course it won't be revealed until the last minute." Wang Zhong, however, was as stone-hearted as he had no intention of revealing it.
