Bamboo Horse Restart Plan

Chapter 17 Going to School

Yan Xiping woke up early the next morning and found that Luo Dongdong was no longer in bed. He went to look for him in the kitchen where Dongdong was most likely to appear. Sure enough, he found the child with hands full of flour: "Dongdong?"

Luo Dongdong turned his head when he heard the sound: "Brother Xipi."

"Come to help again."

"En." Luo Dongdong smiled and began to take out the plate.

The family went downstairs one after another to sit down at the dining table, and then everyone found that there were two steamed buns on Yan Xiping's plate, but there were no steamed buns in today's breakfast. Uncle Yan looked at the white and tender buns and said, "You can tell if you smell it. Dongdong made it, Xiaodongdong is partial, so I don’t give it to my little uncle.”

Luo Dongdong quickly explained: "Brother Xipi, today, go, go to school."

Uncle Yan was a little confused: "Do you have steamed stuffed buns at school?"

Luo Dongdong looked at Aunt Li for help, and Aunt Li explained cheerfully: "Dongdong told me in the morning that he would eat a piece of ham and two buns on the first day of school, and he would get [-] points in the exam."

Uncle Yan laughed: "Oh, hey, the little guy is so superstitious."

Luo Dongdong looked at the people who were laughing and didn't know where he went wrong, so he hurriedly asked, "No, isn't it right?"

Uncle Yan wiped away his tears and said, "I wore this invisibility for nothing, and I have to wear it again later, Xiao Dongdong, you are responsible."

Did Luo Dongdong understand why the little uncle should be responsible for the loss of his contact lenses?

Yan Xiping asked dumbfounded, "Dongdong, where did you see all this?"

"Third, third master's, my son eats it, I, saw it."

The dining table was silent for a moment, Luo Dongdong thought he had made a mistake, and asked seriously: "No, isn't it right?"

"Yes, we Dongdong did the right thing." Yan's mother hid her distress and patted Luo Dongdong's head and looked at Yan Xiping: "Xiaoxi, if you don't score 100 in the final exam and come back, you will be sorry for our kindness. "

"Enen, I see." Yan Xiping belatedly recalled that the elementary school exams in this era still had a perfect score of 100, and he suddenly felt very proud. Dongdong wished himself a 100 in the exam, with the Dongdong brand buff and What are you afraid of.

Yan Xiping happily ate the ham and steamed buns that Luo Dongdong specially prepared for him, and then took Luo Dongdong on the sofa to give instructions for more than half an hour before following the driver to school under his father's repeated urging.

The good mood in the early morning lasted until the school gate and then came to an abrupt end. Yan Xiping looked at the energetic children passing by, and mourned for his lost maturity in his heart. The old cow staggered among the green and tender grass, feeling quite emotional for a while.

The driver, Xiao Zhang, looked at the strange expression on Yan Xiping's face and thought that Yan Xiping was old enough to go to school, so he squatted down and encouraged him: "Young Master, after four more months of schooling, the winter vacation will be over soon. There are two days off, study hard and listen carefully, the time will pass quickly."

Although he knew that Xiao Zhang had good intentions, Yan Xiping felt even more frustrated. What kind of trouble was he trying to coax children into? He didn't need to say that he knew that the winter vacation would be four months away, and he also knew that it would be ten months later. It's Golden Week.

On the first day of school, I won't talk too much about new lessons, basically explaining homework, distributing new books, talking about vacation experiences, etc. For Yan Xiping, it was a boring day, and the girl at the table was happy to reunite Eyes are ignored.

When school was over, a little fat man caught up with Yan Xiping who was about to walk to the school gate: "Hey, wait for me, take me home by the way."

Yan Xiping felt as if he was being hit by an [-]-jin stone, and blurted out: "Who are you?"

"Damn it, Yan Xiping let a donkey kick your head, ask me who I am, I'm your uncle!"

Hearing this familiar sentence, your uncle Yan Xiping suddenly remembered who the person in front of him was. This was his name for congratulations. After seeing him when he grew up, he forgot that he was as fat as a Michelin when he was a child. Yan Xiping carefully I looked at an angry little fat man and said, "Didn't your driver come to pick you up?"

He Ming said with a bitter face, "Hey, don't mention it, my dad told me to lose weight, said that I was not allowed to take a car this semester, and I had to walk home by myself, and specifically asked Brother Liu not to pick me up secretly. The school is far away."

Yan Xiping gave He Ming a blank look: "Your home is only a few minutes' walk from the school."

"That's you. With my physique, it's not bad to get home in half an hour, okay?"

Yan Xiping patted He Ming's shoulder and said earnestly, "You, it's time to lose weight, otherwise how can you grow into a handsome guy with a standard model figure of 1.8 meters eight."

"Model figure?" He Ming took a look at the figures of those international supermodels that his cousin liked to see, and three seconds later, he entered that picture into the series in his lifetime. The most real thing in front of me: "Don't talk about anything else, just give me a little bit, just a little bit."

He Ming's wishful thinking was well planned, let Yan Xiping take him for a while, and then go on his own for the rest of the time, it's just right to fool his father, but it's a pity that Yan Xiping is in a hurry to go back to see Dongdong, between Dongdong and Faxiao, He chose Dongdong very unscrupulously, and rejected He Ming decisively and mercilessly: "No, Dongdong is waiting for me at home and I should be anxious, you should also exercise, walk a few more steps, see you tomorrow. "

"Hey, Xiping." He Mingerkang looked at Fa Xiao leaving him and hurriedly left, muttering in his heart, who is Dongdong?I haven't heard of it. Didn't I just go to my grandmother's house for a summer vacation? How could there be an extra person I don't know, or did I raise a kitten and puppy?

When He Ming came back to his senses, Yan Xiping had already gotten into the car and was gone. He lowered his head in depression, he had a bad temper, and he really didn't have any other friends except Yan Xiping, if he couldn't get a ride with him, he had to go by himself I went back, poor myself with two thin legs.

Without any guilt, Yan Xiping left behind his childhood playmates and his best buddies when he grew up, and returned home excitedly. From afar, he saw Luo Dongdong lying behind the window and staring at the direction of the door.

Luo Dongdong obviously also saw Yan Xiping, and greeted him cheerfully: "Brother Xipi."

"Good boy, what did you do during the day, do you miss Brother Xipi?" Yan Xiping caught the excited Luo Dongdong and walked into the house, then asked rambling questions. "

Luo Dongdong half-raised his head and thought for a while before giving a comprehensive answer: "I miss Brother Xipi."

Xiao Zhang, the driver who was following behind, shook his head amusedly. Xiping spoke like an adult at such a young age. In my impression, when I was a child, my father asked me the same question when I was waiting for my father to come home. I felt a little mature for some reason.

The housekeeper, Uncle Zhang, welcomed a few people into the door and said to Yan Xiping, "Xiao Dongdong wanted to wait outside, but Madam didn't dare to let him go out because of the strong wind today, so he just lay there by the window. Aunt Li took a lot of pictures, and I'll go later." Let her have a look."

"Okay." Yan Xiping pulled Luo Dongdong down on the sofa and sat down: "I'll be right back after school, don't lie down there waiting for me all the time, you'll feel uncomfortable if you lie down for a long time."

"Oh." Luo Dongdong moved his stiff arm, as if it was really uncomfortable.

Luo Dongdong carefully took out a paper-folded flower from his pocket and gave it to Yan Xiping: "Li, Aunt Li, teach, give, give to brother Xipi."

Yan Xiping took it in a good mood: "Thank you Dongdong, it's very beautiful."

Luo Dongdong licked his mouth and smiled happily. He stammered and began to tell Yan Xiping what happened that day. Yan Xiping listened carefully and corrected him from time to time.

After dinner, Uncle Yan brought back a young man: "Xiaoxi, this uncle is a tutor for Dongdong. Come and have a look, get in touch with him, and tell me if you don't feel comfortable."

The young man was wearing a simple white shirt, with frameless eyes, and a gentle look: "Hello, my name is Li Lei."

"Li Lei?" Yan Xiping's mind was flashed with Han Meimei, and he subconsciously asked, "Is your girlfriend's name Han Meimei?"

"No."

"Sorry." Yan Xiping apologized for his reaction.

Li Lei adjusted his glasses and said, "No need to apologize, Han Meimei is indeed not my girlfriend, she is my wife, we just registered last year, and we also raised a parrot named Polly."

Hehe, Yan Xiping thought it was a cold humor, so he smiled politely and complained silently in his heart.

Luo Dongdong had never taken an English class before, so he didn't know the relationship between Li Lei and Han Meimei, so he just looked at Yan Xiping with admiration: "Brother Xipi is so amazing!"

Uncle Yan found that Luo Dongdong didn't stutter when he mentioned Yan Xiping, so he also made a gesture to help his glasses, which didn't exist on his face, and said, "When you start learning English, you won't think he's amazing."

Luo Dongdong asked innocently: "Why?"

"Because..." Yan Xiping didn't know how to explain it.

Li Lei took the lead and replied: "Because when you take English class, you will find that you are actually very good."

"Oh." Luo Dongdong nodded half-understood, and whispered: "Brother Xipi is really powerful."

"Yes yes yes, your watermelon skin brother is amazing, he is the best." Uncle Yan expressed his approval without sincerity.

Luo Dongdong felt that Uncle Yan's tone didn't sound that sincere, but unfortunately he didn't know how to perfunctory the word, so after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of what to say, so he had to give up.

Yan Xiping glared at his uncle, what the hell is a watermelon rind, so is your little nephew really alright?As a person connected by blood and the same ancestor, if you say that your nephew is a watermelon rind, then what are you?

After receiving the message from his nephew, Uncle Yan decided to ignore it in a matter of tenths of a second, and said with a haha, "Okay, okay, you guys go to the study room first, and if you think you can accept each other, we can arrange lessons and class time."

Luo Dongdong obediently took Li Lei to the small study that Yan's mother had newly prepared for him. Yan Xiping pouted and followed. He had to take good care of Xiao Dongdong. The first teacher was very important.

The three of them muttered to each other in the study for over an hour, and Uncle Yan spent over an hour talking on the phone outside, until all three of them came out before putting down the phone: "You're out, how do you feel?"

Luo Dongdong said softly: "Ms. Li, very, very good, I, like it."

Uncle Yan nodded: "That's fine, Li Lei, come over, let's arrange Dongdong's class."

The author has something to say: there is a Michelin tire shop outside the community, and every day when you go out, you can see the big Michelin baby on the window, and the image of He Ming is deeply ingrained.