After breakfast, Jiang Su followed his father into the room obediently.
Father Jiang pulled a chair over, sat down, looked at the 1.8-meter young man in front of him, and said with some relief: "My son has grown up."
Jiang Su scratched his head and said "Ah".
"Don't be nervous, father and son, let's talk about what's on our minds." Father Jiang said, motioning Jiang Su to sit down.
Jiang Su sat on the bed and looked at the honest and simple middle-aged man in front of him.
Dad works hard and often wakes up early and stays late at night. Although he goes home every day, Jiang Su rarely sees him because of the time difference, let alone the father and son chatting face to face.
At this moment, Jiang Su was fascinated by his father's increasingly bald head. His father's hair used to be very thick, but now he has a large bald spot on his forehead, which looks shiny.
Time takes its toll on people, and raising a family is not easy.
Jiang Su felt a little distressed.
"Su." Father Jiang called him and crossed his legs. "Look, you are seventeen now. You will be an adult after the New Year. Dad has nothing else to do today, so he just wants to talk to you about this." It’s about the relationship between men and women.”
Jiang Su immediately sat upright: "Okay, dad, if you don't understand anything, just ask."
Father Jiang:?
"Ah, no, I mean, just say it, I'm listening."
Father Jiang glared at him, and if they weren't still a little far apart, he would have slapped him on the back of the head.
"Humph, you brat." Father Jiang snorted coldly, "You know a lot more now than we did back then. There is nothing on your mobile phones or on the Internet. However, I have to remind you..."
Father Jiang's words stopped suddenly, as if he was thinking about something.
Jiang Su couldn't sit still anymore: "What are you reminding me?"
"Think about it yourself first."
"Uh...remind me not to fall in love prematurely?" Jiang Su thought about what Jiang Wei told him about the barrage yesterday, and thought that this was what his father wanted to talk to him about today.
Father Jiang glared at him: "In the past, sixteen or seventeen was not considered puppy love. Your mother was with me when she was nineteen."
Jiang Su: "..."
"Of course, you have to focus on studying now. But I have to tell you, all the good girls are in school. After school, girls are materialistic. They want this or that from you. Can you afford it?"
Jiang Su was confused: "No... Dad, what do you mean by this?"
"What do you mean? Stupid. You have to learn how to love with both hands. How about you, if you don't work hard to find a partner yourself, why are you waiting for a blind date after graduation? With our family's financial conditions, who will give you a blind date? "
Jiang Su: "..."
Do you seem to suddenly feel confused and fearful about your future life?
"Isn't there a university?" Jiang Su curled his lips.
"College, if you want to go to college, you have to pay for the tuition yourself." Father Jiang's tone suddenly changed.
It seems that as the topics become more sensitive and heavy, the atmosphere becomes depressing.
Father Jiang took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette, and started smoking.
Jiang Su was stunned.
He rarely saw his father smoking, and this was one of the few times in his memory.
The cigarettes my father smoked at this time were Baita cigarettes worth 7 yuan and 50 yuan a pack.
Jiang Su's eyes darkened.
There are many boys in his class who smoke secretly, and the last time they smoked was for 16 yuan.
My mood suddenly became mixed.
Yes, such an ordinary family is even a little worse than ordinary: the father works as a loader and the mother works as an insurance agent. In this way, they support two children in school and support a family of four. They also have to send money back to their hometown from time to time. The grandma who lives with her uncle and aunt in her hometown...
Jiang Su seemed to wake up and grow up in an instant.
He seemed to see his future from his ignorance and the invisible pressure in life.
"Don't blame your parents for not caring about you." Father Jiang took a deep drag on his cigarette and exhaled the smoke heavily.
The eyebrows are twisted into the word "chuan", and the deep ravines are filled with wind, frost, rain and snow.
Jiang Su's heart sank and he was very calm: "I know."
"Um."
When the conversation was over, Father Jiang stood up, walked to Jiang Su, patted his young and strong shoulder, and put on a cheerful expression, "Men, you have to dare to fight and dare to break through! Your father, I am uneducated. If you have no ability, you can only work hard for others, so you have to work harder and study harder! If you are promising, everyone will look up to you; if you are not promising, everyone will bully you! Do you understand?"
"Yes, I understand." Jiang Su nodded heavily.
"Also, as I said just now, dad is not afraid of you having sex with someone, but you have to be careful and safe, and don't risk your life for me, do you understand? You brat!"
"Uh..." Jiang Su scratched his head shyly. It was true that the father and son had opened up and dared to say anything.
"Dad, what you said is too..."
"Okay, okay, don't pretend to be reserved for me. I don't know you yet? I'm reminding you that you know how to do cabbage. This is a good thing. All men must be able to do it. But you can't ruin other people's cabbage. This is a matter of principle, do you understand?"
"I understand, I understand." Jiang Su nodded hurriedly.
I bet this is what I was going to talk about today!
But this is too much to underestimate him. Can Jiang Su be the kind of person without principles?
cannot!
He remembered Gu Ruirui's birthday very well. It was the seventh day of June. She would be eighteen years old after her birthday next summer!
"Okay, let's pack up and go to school. It's time for me to go out."
"Okay, Dad."
Five minutes later, Jiang Su walked out of the house, looked up at the blue sky, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Jiangsu, work hard!
You will have a bright future!
Jiang Su was pouring tons of chicken soup for himself when a girl's voice suddenly came from beside him: "Why are you looking up at the sky at 45 degrees here?"
Jiang Su looked at little Jiang Wei, who was less than 1.5 meters tall, and suddenly thought that he might have to exchange souls with this little man every Wednesday in his brilliant life...
"Hiss..." Jiang Su took a breath.
My tooth hurts so much.
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In Chinese class, Jiang Su stared hard at the blackboard, trying to concentrate on the class.
He knew in his heart that he would not be able to get into a good school just by relying on high scores in math and English.
I hope that now that I have started to improve my Chinese skills, I can still make amends and make a comeback.
Hmm...Reflection of Light should be used here, right?
The class came to an end soon, and the class teacher handed out the Chinese papers that he had done in the previous two days.
After probably flipping through the papers, the head teacher seemed to have remembered something, his face changed, and he knocked on the table.
"In the paper we are writing this time, in the classical Chinese translation, there is a sentence, 'The gangster is a gangster, and he is holding cloth and silk. When bandits come to trade silk, they come to me.' We have already said that 'gang' and 'gang' in other classical Chinese texts What does 'bandit' mean? It turned out that someone translated it to me as gangsters and bandits!"
The audience burst into laughter.
Jiang Su was stunned for a moment after hearing this. It's hard... isn't it?
While I was thinking about it, I accidentally met the class teacher's sharp eyes, and I suddenly had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, the head teacher had a sullen face and knocked on the table: "Jiang Su, tell everyone how you translated this sentence."
Jiang Su stood up tremblingly in the expectant eyes of everyone, pondered for a moment, and then spoke slowly: "A gangster was holding rags in his arms and wanted to exchange for my silk. It turned out that this bandit not only wanted my silk, but also snatched it away from me. .”
