Homecoming of Rebirth

It took only 10 minutes for the noodles to be served.

Qi Lei bluffed and ran to the door to pick up the bowl, "So fast?"

Guo Lihua looked proud, "Who am I, your mother? I know that my son has no future, and he will be hungry when he gets home."

Smiling: "Everything is ready."

Qi Lei gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to take it, "Hot...Hot!!"

Hot noodle soup, also known as chaotic noodle soup in Northeast China, is not as refined as noodles made in the south, and the soup and noodles have to be cooked separately.

Guo Lihua is just a pot of water, and the pot is used to make soup and noodles.

Moreover, the noodles are hand-rolled by Guo Lihua, and the boiled soup looks like it has been thickened, which is not very good-looking.

However, after a bite of hot noodles, another bite of poached egg.

"mom……"

Guo Lihua: "Huh?"

Qi Lei, "Tell me, why do the noodles you cook always look like paste..."

When Guo Lihua heard this, she became anxious, does the dead child despise your mother?Long time no beating, right?

Just about to scold, Qi Lei jumped out the second half of the sentence, "But why is it so right!"

Almost missing Guo Lihua's old waist, she was stunned for a long time, raised her hand and slapped Qi Lei on the back.

"Bad boy! You're such a big boss, there's no one in shape!"

Qi Lei grinned obediently, "How big is the boss!"

I don't know why, but I added another sentence, "They are also the children of Shang Bei who went out."

Guo Lihua didn't know that Qi Lei was still on the road, so she didn't ask much.

He simply stopped spinning the wool, and propped the coffee table on his forearm, watching his son eat noodles, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

During the period, there was still a chat without a sentence.

Talking about the turmoil some time ago, "How is it? It was so fierce that your mother wanted to go on TV and scold those people. Are you okay now?"

Qi Lei spat his face, and replied vaguely, "A complete victory!"

When Guo Lihua heard this, the stone in her heart fell to the ground, and she touched the back of Qi Lei's head, "Don't be too tired, you said that your father and I can't help you with anything, what can we do?"

Qi Lei, "What are you helping me for? I'm not tired at all, I won it easily!"

Guo Lihua, "Then...the Pangu system will be considered successful?"

Qi Lei, "It will definitely succeed! How amazing your son is."

Guo Lihua, "It's done? Then I think that Xiangxiang is still doing well? Did you bully us for nothing?"

Well, this is the knot in the little old lady's heart.

Just pick whatever you want, and it's over?

It was Qi Lei who tilted his head and smiled, "Mom, don't worry! When did your son become more serious?"

Guo Lihua was taken aback when she heard this, and finally said, "Damn me!"

It's all genetic.

Do you think Guo Lihua will persuade you?Can you say some good things that are forgiving and forgiving?

She does not persuade it!Want to run after bullying someone?What a beauty!

"Fuck me to death!"

Seeing Qi Lei suddenly act like a thief, "Mom, I'm telling you the truth, don't tell others!"

Guo Lihua suddenly became interested, "Speak, listen, Mom."

Qi Lei, "It's very easy to get revenge. I'll put out orders for millions of computers from Sanshi Internet Cafe for three to five years, and then open another public bidding. Do you think it's uncomfortable for Xiangxiang?"

"When the time comes, Liu will have to turn around and beg us!"

When Guo Lihua heard this, her eyes lit up, "Oh my mother!! I still have my son!"

"Then why don't you let it go? I heard from your third uncle that he recently lost a lot of money because of the computer loan."

Qi Lei, "Because it's too simple, I can't take advantage of it, so think again!"

Guo Lihua, "I still want to? How about losing money?"

Qi Lei ate noodles, "Little Qianer!"

……

By the time Qi Lei finished eating the noodles, it was almost ten o'clock.

Guo Lihua looked at her watch, stood up and put on her coat.

"I am leaving."

Qi Lei said: "Stay for a while longer! I still want to report my ideological work to my mother!"

Guo Lihua sniffled, "Stay away from me! How old are you?"

Then he explained: "Your dad feels light now, I'm going back late, if he falls asleep and quarrels again, the half night will be reimbursed."

Qi Lei said to send her off, but Guo Lihua didn't need it.

"I know how to drive, what do you want me to deliver?"

Pointing to the kitchen, "There are still noodles, I'll give them to Yizi and Ningzi, eat some before going to bed."

"You are at home these days, so don't do anything else, cook and take care of those few."

"It's the third year of high school, and I'm so tired that I'm dying!"

Qi Lei responded as if bowing his head, sent the little old lady to the entrance of the alley, watched the little Fit go away, then returned to the kitchen, cooking some noodles.

His method of cooking noodles is completely different from Guo Lihua's. The noodles and soup are cooked separately, so that the noodles are firm and the soup is clear.

Halfway through cooking, Hulala came back with a big group.

Tang Xiaoyi and Wu Xiaojian opened the kitchen door, took a look, and ordered: "Fry some chili oil!"

Yang Xiao also took a look, "Is there any meat?"

Qi Lei, "Yes, the fat one."

Yang Xiao, "You're so skinny! Can't handle things at all?"

Da Ling came to order, "Give me less salt and more coriander."

Yan Ling didn't have much to say, so she went back to the room to do the questions.

The last one to come in was Xu Xiaoqian, without further ado, she stuffed her cold little hands into Qi Lei's neck.

Then he let out a sigh of satisfaction: "Huh... warm."

Qi Lei didn't move, he stirred the noodles, "When are you on vacation?"

Xu Xiaoqian, "The 21st, the 28th of the twelfth lunar month!"

Qi Lei immersed himself in the calculations: "There are... ten more days?"

There was despair in his tone.

Xu Xiaoqian frowned, resting her chin on Qi Lei's shoulder, "What's wrong?"

Qi Lei screamed, "I still have to serve you for ten days, fuck it!"

"Hahahahaha!!"

Xu Xiaoqian couldn't hold back immediately, "Resign yourself to fate, young man!"

Seriously, "Outside you are Mr. Qi, and at home you are Xiao Qizi. Take good care of me!"

Qi Lei, "..."

……

The most miserable thing in life is not having billions of dollars and having to serve a bunch of bad friends.

The most tragic thing in life is that, with a net worth of billions, serving a bunch of bad friends, the grandsons are not satisfied in the end.

When the noodles are served in front of several people, the chopsticks have to be passed up.

Tang Xiaoyi and the others took the chopsticks and started to eat with peace of mind, while Yan Ling took her homework and said, "Put it there!"

Qi Lei, "..."

Then, Tang Xiaoyi took a sip of the noodles and put down his chopsticks.

"I said stone, so I have to criticize you! What the hell? It's tasteless!"

Qi Lei, "I..."

I'm a good cook, okay?

Wu Xiaojian also took a sip, and commented: "It's really not as delicious as the godmother's cooking, so just let it go!"

Qi Lei: "..."

My mother's paste is delicious?

Xu Xiaoqian also took a small bite, then patted Qi Lei on the shoulder to comfort her, "Come on, there is still room for improvement."

"Go to your uncle!" Qi Lei quit, "Would you like to eat or not!"

At this time, Yanling finally put down the exercise book, picked up the bowl and took a sip, "Objectively speaking, it's really not as delicious as what my aunt made."

Everyone said in unison, "That's right!!"

At this moment, in their eyes, Qi Lei is just a clumsy "little Qizi" who can't make noodles well.

Wu Xiaojian was not polite at all, "Student Zhang Yanling, not only is she excellent in her studies, but her evaluation is also very pertinent!"

Qi Lei is even more resigned, oppressing comrades is not principled, right?

"You guys are so heartless!"

Pointing at Yanling, "Is she the only one? Still excellent?"

But seeing Xu Xiaoqian come back, sucking on the noodles, "Student Qi Lei, are you lonely and ignorant? Classmate Zhang Yanling, you are still quite outstanding as one of the top [-] fighters at the end of the third year of junior high school."

"Your intelligence work is out of date!"

"Pfft!!" Qi Lei spat out a mouthful of old blood, "How much?"

As far as Yanling's grade is concerned, the contestant whose fourth aunt is scratching his head is in his fifties in the first year of school?

"Don't be funny!"

Daling had a bitter face at this moment, "I'll tell you responsibly, really!"

Qi Lei, "..."

Looking at Yanling, I thought to myself, why is this?

Afterwards, I finally stopped entangled in the issue of cooking skills, and everyone chatted while eating noodles.

Time seems to go backwards, back to Qi Lei still studying in No. [-] Middle School.

Everyone is heartless and happy every day, talking heartlessly about how much homework is, how tiring it is to go to school, and how beautiful the girls in school are.

Even when talking about business, in this small living room, the concerns are completely different from those outside.

Unlike Nan Lao, who cares about Pangu's installed capacity.

Unlike Qi Guodong and Uncle Geng, who care about how much Sanshi has earned this year.

Unlike Brother Pony, he is concerned about what crises Penguin will face under this wave of Microsoft offensive.

Even in Beiguang, everyone only cares about academics, a new topic, a new paper.

And here, even if it's business, what everyone cares about is——

When will Imagination's revenge be reported?

Well, after all, he is still young, and he only has happiness and hatred in his heart.

and so……