after boyfriend rebirth

Chapter 17 Like a fool, I'm sorry

Honeysuckle is almost forty and finally pregnant. She is already late for childbearing. Naturally, her husband, the grade director, holds her at the top of her heart. Does it bother her if she doesn't leave the door?Shake your face!Yuan Lian'er came, his face was full of peach blossoms, his eyes were slightly intoxicated.

Every teacher wanted to pull Xie Yanchu's ears when they caught him, especially Yuan Lian'er who had drunk too much.

Yuan Lian'er poured Xie Yanchu a glass of Moutai, and the fragrant smell of wine instantly filled the box, "Then what, Teacher Jin told me that when I see you, I will give you a good beating first!"

When Xie Yanchu took the wine glass, there was still a smile on his face that never retreated, but when he saw Yuan Mian'er's next move, the corner of his mouth twitched.What does it mean to fill a shot glass with beer and throw it in?Depth charge?

"Teacher, are you going to murder your own disciple?" Xie Yanchu held the bubbling wine glass, looked at the slightly yellowish liquid, and didn't want to drink it or not.

From the corner of the eye, you can see Yang Yimu watching the excitement not far away, and the one who applauds most eagerly is his side.

Xie Yanchu suddenly felt besieged and desolate.The most disturbing thing is not being slaughtered by the enemy, but the lover applauding behind!

You can even imagine his expression and mouth shape, "Wow~" followed by "Oh~" and finally "YOYO!"

……Feeling tired, not love.

Yuan's eyes widened, and his face became rounder, "Mr. Jin is so angry with you that the fetal position is out of order! She was facing outwards, but now she is turned to face inwards!"

Everyone: "..."

Xie Yanchu tried his best not to laugh, but Yang Yimu snorted leisurely, "Is there any sincerity! Is your conscience dog gone?"

Everyone: "..."

The untidy child.Xie Yanchu took a look at Yang Yimu, held his cup in a handsome mouthful, and attracted applause from boys and girls.

Yang Yimu was slightly drunk, "Come and eat food, today's Farewell My Concubine is not bad."

"Ha, bastard stewed black-bone chicken, you can also have such an awesome name."

Fang Lang also took the chopsticks and flicked inside, "There are bastards in it... so embarrassing."

Zhou Zhi snorted, turned his head and coughed a few times before recovering, "Shouldn't it be a black-bone chicken's egg..."

Laughed all over.

Father Yang recovered well after the operation, his voice was like a bell, and his face was glowing red.But today everyone stopped him from drinking, which made Papa Yang very depressed.

"Just drink it once, it's fine. My son will go to college once in his life!"

"Your life is only once!" Yang's mother widened her eyes, but finally lost the battle under the old man's insistence, "Drink! I don't care... Really. The more you live, the more you go back!"

Of course, the wine was quietly mixed with water.Yang's father only cared about being happy, and he had been jealous for a long time, so he didn't seem to be ugly after drinking.

This teacher appreciation banquet lasted from noon to two o'clock, and then a group of people went to KTV in a mighty way.

It took a lot, but I couldn't help being happy.Until the guests dispersed and the tired birds returned to their nests, Father Yang and Mother Yang were still excitedly talking about the teachers and classmates they met today at home.

Back then, we didn't think it was precious to get along day and night, but now we are separated, but it is hard to part with each other.

But life still moves forward on its own.

Song Baicheng and Zhou Zhi live together, they both mean that they don't want to make a fuss, just get together in their small home and have a meal if they have a good time.

The advantage is that after getting drunk, a few big boys can find an open space to sleep.What is the most worthwhile enjoyment of the summer vacation after the college entrance examination?free!Do whatever you want!Sapo roll!My parents told me to start at the fifth watch, and I will never arrive at the third watch in advance!

Zhou Zhi's cooking skills are not bad, at least he can cook some home-cooked dishes in a decent way.Sweet and sour fish, cucumber scrambled eggs, red, yellow, white and green.

Not very expensive ingredients, so the test is purely knife skills and cooking skills.

There is no sweet and sour pork ribs, Yang Yimu is not sorry.His stomach seemed to be obsessed with the sweet and sour pork ribs made by Xie Yanchu, and other people's, no matter how delicious it was, it didn't mean much.

Several people drank a lot, the beer bottles were lying on the floor in a mess, and they were also lying on the ground in a mess.Zhou Zhi carefully laid foam boards in advance, and the ground was not very cold.

"It's weird. I used to have a wobbly stomach when I was drinking, but today I am honest." Song Baicheng said stupidly while touching his round belly.

Yang Yimu smiled, "A full bottle doesn't make any noise, but a half bottle dangles."

"You mean you drank too much?"

"Yeah... so supportive..."

Xie Yanchu remained silent, silently stretched out a hand from the side to rub Yang Yimu's stomach.Fang Lang saw it over there, and screamed strangely, "Ah, brother, I want to rub too!"

"..." Xie Yanchu just pretended not to hear.

Yang Yimu laughed so hard that his stomach hurts.The feeling of rubbing his belly with his big hands is particularly reassuring. Xie Yanchu often did this in his previous life. When his stomach was bloated... Cough, it seemed to recall some scenes from the Nineteen Bans.At that time, it seemed to be mostly pressing and playing, which forced him to cry every time, and sometimes he shed physiological saline unconsciously.

Thinking about it this way, the big hand covering it is a bit annoying.

As if he didn't feel Yang Yimu's stiffness, Song Baicheng imitated Fang Lang's tone, and said cutely to Zhou Zhi, "Brother, I want to rub too!"

Zhou Zhi laughed, and sure enough, he stretched out his fair fingers and rubbed him a few times, until the little man hummed comfortably.

"Brother Zhi. Are you still unhappy?" When everyone in the room was drowsy, Song Baicheng opened his eyes, looked at Zhou Zhi's sleeping face, and traced the shape of his eyebrows and eyes with his fingertips in the air. He didn't dare to fall down for a long time.

"I'm also very sad." Song Baicheng muttered in a low voice, looking at the ceiling absently.

I used to think that deep love is not as good as long-term companionship, but since I went back to the attached high school to fill out the volunteer application that day, I saw the white fingers that used to gently touch my head unswervingly tapping on the computer in the computer room, and I chose Beicheng University. At that moment... ... Only then did I know what it means to be disheartened.

The light casts soft light and shadow, covering up the thoughts of the teenagers in the room.

The summer vacation passed quickly and slowly. Xie's parents came back to live for a few days during Xie Yanchu's voluntary application, and hurried back to the United States.

At that time, Yang Yimu's family was still living in a small room of [-] square meters. Yang's father and Yang's mother were frugal, and they would not turn on the air conditioner except when the heat was unbearable.The two old men often walk around shirtless at home in summer, pouring bowl after bowl of iced mung bean soup into their stomachs.Fortunately, my health is good, and I have lived this way for many years without any problems.

It's just that Xie Yanchu visited unexpectedly a few times, and Lao Yang and Xiao Yang were anxious to find a white sweater to wear. After being laughed at by Yang's mother a few times, Yang Yimu resolutely went to Xie Yanchu's house often to hang out.

Xie Yanchu's house covers an area of ​​more than 200 square meters. The duplex building has a courtyard. There is a swimming pool in the courtyard with a glass roof. Even at noon, the water in the swimming pool is still cool.An original ecological hammock is hung between the two palm trees on the side, and it is often so comfortable to sleep on it that I don’t know what year it is.

When the weather got hot, Yang Yimu put on a posture that vowed to be a fish in the water.Xie Yanchu urged him to go up on the bank, fearing that he would be ruined by soaking in water all the time.

"It's not that there is an English placement test at the beginning of school. Come and read."

Yang Yimu pouted, and slid into the pool again.

"Hurry up, or I'll drain the swimming pool." Xie Yanchu had an extra bowl of ice cream in his hand, mixed with cocoa powder and coffee powder, which was Yang Yimu's favorite.

Using both hard and soft tricks, Yang Yimu has been defeated repeatedly under Xie Yanchu's hands from his previous life to the present.

Reluctantly landed on the shore, her white and smooth body didn't have a trace of fat, and the water droplets glistened under the sunlight, sliding into the swimming trunks along the waistline, Xie Yanchu's mouth was a little parched.

It must be that the summer in Beicheng is too hot.

Yang Yimu didn't notice Xie Yanchu's abnormality, so he took his homemade ice cream and ate it spoonful by spoonful.Sitting in the hammock, kicking his feet back and forth, his big eyes looked around restlessly.

Xie Yanchu's craftsmanship, how should I put it, the taste of the ice cream made is more and more like the ice cream he loved to drink in his previous life.

Before Yang Yimu had time to think about the mystery, he was dazzled by a book of "English Vocabulary for Level [-]".

"It's so annoying! Can you have a good summer vacation!" Push it away and continue to eat.There was a trace of guilt in his eyes that was not easy to detect, but he pretended to be very confident when he spoke.

"If you pass the third level of the placement test, you can take the fourth level in the first semester of your freshman year." Xie Yanchu taught patiently and slowly.

Yang Yimu said in a muffled voice, "Why do you have to take the fourth grade exam so early, and you are not allowed to play in the freshman..."

"Because, heck, you know you got shit luck in English for the college entrance examination."

Yang Yimu blushed and stalked his neck, "If you don't have strength, you can't even get luck with shit, okay?"

Xie Yanchu didn't expose his little self-esteem, "So, for the fourth grade of university, you must be prepared to take the exam several times, lest you fail the exam when you are a senior, and if you don't get a diploma, what's the use of going to college."

"Vulgar! Why do you go to college just for a graduation certificate!" Yang Yimu's eyes widened.

Every time he acted so innocently and cutely, Xie Yanchu lost the power to resist.Just like now, the original plan was to let him read five or ten pages, but in the end he was defeated, and said softly, "Three pages are fine, just read three pages, and I will take you out for a walk when the evening cools down."

"To the north of the city?" Yang Yimu was thinking about the sugar figurine there.

"Go to the north of the city."

"You mean what you say?" Xie Yanchu had been going there for the past few days, but Xie Yanchu always thought it was too far away, and said those small stalls were not clean and hygienic.

"count."

"Book!" Yang Yimu regained his spirit.

Three pages is not too much...Yang Yimu started reading from A, and saw amazing from abuse, and successfully reached the standard.

In the evening, Xie Yanchu pushed his precious motorcycle out.Mountain bikes have been eliminated since the college entrance examination. For boys, heavy motorcycles are the most popular.

Especially when carrying someone you like in the back and passing through the streets and alleys of the old North City, it feels like Doraemon.

"Come on, Pikachu!" Yang Yimu sat in the back seat, holding Xie Yanchu's ears with both hands, as if manipulating the steering column.

Xie Yanchu smiled helplessly and started the car.With a bang, the two walked away.Yang Yimu became addicted to playing, and pinched his ears all the way to direct him to left and right, smiling until his face was wrinkled.

In front of him that he couldn't see, Xie Yanchu's smile was brighter than Xiangyanghua's.

The future is too long to worry about.The past is over, and the bells and drums are ringing.

Now it's the scorching summer time.