Through the courtyard, I became a big villain

"I think it's good for the child to be handed over to Xu Yang and taken to the army for reform."

Xiang Qingyu spoke tentatively, but he was not firm.

"No! No! How can my son suffer so much! I won't let my son become a big soldier!"

"Comrade Xu, if there is a civilian job, or some military officer position, let my son feel it."

Xiang Qingyu's wife said to Xu Yang again.

Xu Yang was almost annoyed.

At the beginning, his military rank was also spelled out bit by bit, and such a second generation ancestor wanted to be free when he came up.

"Forget it. My direct line troops will go to the battlefield with real knives and guns. One more moth may even kill others. I don't care about trash like your son, but if my soldiers are implicated to death, I will bear it." No."

Xu Yang, who was on the verge of anger, did not speak politely at all.

Although Xiang Nan's mother felt extremely harsh hearing such words, she was definitely not stupid just because she doted on Xiang Bei. From her husband's attitude, it could be seen that Xu Yang definitely did not come to ask him to do something.

Xiang Qingyu will never leave anyone who asks for help to eat.

So when she knew she had said the wrong thing, she just shut up.

Xiang Qingyu calmed down and began to introduce the dishes to Xu Yang.

Xiang Nan didn't think anything of it. She also felt a little disgusted with her brother, who didn't know how to respect others, and always looked like he had eyes above his head.

On the contrary, Xu Yang's lightning-fast movements just now shocked and admired her greatly.

I always feel that Xu Yang is hiding something, at least the kung fu he showed is completely different from what he described.

Xiang Nanfang had only met this person once, but he was full of admiration and curiosity for this long-time fascination.

"Nanfang, are your grades pretty good now?"

Xu Yang ignored Xiang Qingyu's politeness, but asked Xiang Nanfang.

"Brother Yang, I take you as my idol, so you must be number one in the school."

Xiang Nan said with a proud face.

"That's pretty good. Now that the college entrance examination has resumed, do you want to go to any city to go to school?"

Xu Yang asked.

Xiang Nan bit the tip of his chopsticks.

He said frankly: "At first, I thought I would go to the best university in Nanjin, but... I have a new idea now."

"Oh? What do you think?"

Xu Yang asked knowingly.

"That is, I also want to fight for Qingbei. I don't know if I can follow in your footsteps, Brother Yang..."

Xiang Nan's voice was getting lower and lower, and his face was a little shy.

Xu Yang touched her head.

"Then you have to work hard, the first place in the school is not enough, you have to be ranked high in the city."

"Ah! The city's ranking is high?"

Xiang Nanfang thought about the approximate ranking that his teacher said when he was just in junior high school. He seemed to be outside of 600. If so, could he be closer to Brother Yang...

Xu Yang looked at Xiang Nanfang's delicate little face in frustration and couldn't help but said.

"Just work hard and leave the rest to God."

"If it's really close, it's not without surprises."

Xu Yang just said the words, and Xiang Nanfang shook his arms like this to beg him and didn't mention it again.

Xu Yang's method is actually very simple. He is a well-known immigrant from the college entrance examination in later generations.

But at this time, no one thought about it in this direction. After all, the times are different, and even the business has not yet started.

Xu Yang tried his best not to start, maybe with his own efforts, Xiang Nan was admitted?

Even Xiang Qingyu didn't take this matter to heart, he only thought that Xu Yang would go to the south when the time came.

Xu Yang liked his daughter quite a lot, but she was a bit inferior in seniority. His daughter probably didn't know that Xu Yang was in his 30s, so she should be called uncle.

But no one would believe it if it was said, how did Xu Yang take care of it?

Thinking of Xiang Qingyu, who had grown a lot of gray hair, he thought a little bit appetizingly.

After this meal, the meal was quite harmonious, no matter how much Xiang Qingyu spoiled his children, he didn't dare to turn against Xu Yang just because he ridiculed Xiang Beibei, on the contrary, he would only applaud and say Xu Yang's criticism was good.

Of course, if an ordinary person dared to say that about his child, it would be a different ending.

After dinner, the family sent Xu Yang to the gate except for Xiang Beibei, especially Xiang Nanfang looked at Xu Yang's back in the car and left, with reluctance and even an urge to cry in his eyes.

Beiping and Nanjin are too far away, we only met for half a day, and I don't know how many years will be until the next meeting...

Xiang Nanfang suddenly felt that time passed so slowly, she really wanted to take the college entrance examination now, and then go to Peking to go to university.

Of course she knows that this is unrealistic, but the reality is that she can study hard, skip a grade, and finally take the college entrance examination early!

Xiang Nanfang, who used to think that it was difficult to get high in the city's exam, suddenly had the motivation to study hard.

This makes Xiang Qingyu and his wife puzzled for a long time in the future.

After all, they paid far more attention to Xiang Beibei than Xiang Nanfang, and they didn't know what their daughter was thinking at all.

Of course that's something to do later.

At this time, Xiang Nannan just quietly grabbed Xu Yang's phone number that he wrote down alone, went back to the bedroom and opened the book, studying without waiting.

When eating at Xiang's house, Xu Yang had already informed Ma Han that he would also have a good meal outside, so the two got into the car and drove towards Guangdong Province further south.

Xiang Beibei watched with hatred on his face as he got into a novel looking car, and cursed Xu Yang to be killed on the road.

Suddenly, Xu Yang, who was sitting in the back row, made a gesture of shooting at him. He hurriedly retracted his eyes and pretended to look at the sky, but he didn't know why the sun was so vicious today, and it stabbed his eyes black all of a sudden. , I haven't replied for a long time.

Xiang Beibei, who thought he would recover in a while, realized the seriousness of the matter five minutes later.

It was always black in front of my eyes.

Although it is not the kind of black that is blind, it does look like something is covered with a thick layer of black gauze.

It is difficult to see my five fingers clearly even when I stretch out my hand.

Xiang Beibei cried out belatedly.

But Xu Yang's car had already driven into the distance.

After a bumpy day and night, Xu Yang finally arrived in Suicheng, Guangdong Province.

The spring breeze of reform has blown here earlier. Although it has not officially established its status, Suicheng, which is not far from the port city, already has a commercial foundation far superior to other cities.

At this time, the streets are filled with many hawkers, and there are also dock workers coming and going.

None of them are formal workers, but they have happy smiles on their faces.

Even the income of these laborious porters is much higher than that of regular workers.

The difference is that they have no way to divide the house, they can only rent a house or buy other people's ancestral property to live in.

A house would cost them nearly five years of income!