don't force me

Although Du Xuan told Lin Tingan to "read more books", Lin Tingan felt sleepy as soon as he picked up a book, and he still hasn't finished even ten pages of the must-read classics assigned at the beginning of school.Lin Tingan was very open-minded, and he could cope with the final exam with a surprise attack during the final review. Besides, he was already 47, and it couldn't be any worse. As long as his grade was higher than this, it was considered "progress".Lin Tingan firmly believed that with his own ingenuity, a mere subject of Chinese would not pose too much of a threat, so after two days, when his thigh stopped hurting and he was able to climb over the school wall by stepping on the iron fence, he had already put 47 The Chinese papers that were scored were thrown into the sky.

After all, two weeks have passed since the midterm exam.

Entering November, the early winter in the north is already very cold. As a standard southerner, Lin Tingan can't wait to live with the quilt wrapped around the radiator every day.

Early in the morning on the weekend, Ma Jing shouted in the outhouse: "Xiao An, are you awake? Wake up and eat."

Lin Tingan reluctantly left the heating pipe: "Here we come."

Ji Dong got up early today, sitting at the dining table and checking his phone.Lin Tingan stretched his head over to look, Chuan Ma.

"Dad, you are free enough today."

Lin Tianhua didn't even raise his head, "The last project is over, I guess I can rest for a few days."

Ma Jing brought out a pot of porridge, wiped her hands and asked, "I see you busy all day, but I don't see how much money you get back. Don't you pay overtime pay for overtime work?"

Lin Tianhua said with a good temper: "Isn't this a few days off?"

Ma Jing snorted: "You're just the chief engineer, as busy as the chief engineer, so what?"

Lin Yi smiled and didn't say a word, just took out a piece of two cakes, just ordered the other one, and the little golden bean "swish, shua, shua" disappeared, and he gritted his teeth in distress.

Seeing how idle his father was, Lin Tingan immediately pushed the porridge bowl aside, leaned on the table and asked, "Dad, the phone is so boring, let's play cards today.

Ji Dong put down his phone and squeezed his eyes: "Come on, whoever is afraid of whom."

Both father and son turned their heads to look at Ma Jing: "Goddess, let's play cards."

Ma Jing laughed: "Okay, okay, let's hit a few."

Ever since Lin Tingan learned to play cards in the second grade, Doudizhu has always been the Lin family's favorite pastime game.Lin Yi used cards to teach his son to memorize and count cards. Even if it was to exercise his mathematical mind, Lin Tingan learned it quickly and never tired of it.Among the three, Ma Jing's technique is the worst, but relying on her "goddess" status, she resolutely refuses to admit it, and the three of them start to fight.

The screaming sound drifted along the windows to the third floor.

On the third floor, Zhou Man is angry with Du Jiancheng.

Zhou Man: "I asked you to invite Luo Ju to dinner. If you don't go, Han Jun is smarter than you. I heard that Han Jun even gave Luo Ju a few gold ornaments. Take a look, how is it? Jun probably can go up."

Du Jiancheng said with a sullen face: "Who knew that Han Jun could be so dark? I was also careless. I always felt that I was quite sure before."

Zhou Man turned around in the room: "Say, what should we do now? How about we go look for Bureau Liu again tonight?"

Du Jiancheng thought for a while: "Ju Liu can't do it, he's almost retreating, and his words may not be useful."

"But the relationship between Bureau Luo and Bureau Liu is unusual..."

The two were chattering in the living room, Du Xuan, who was sitting at the dining table, speeded up his breakfast, and wanted to leave the room quickly.

Zhou Man walked around twice anxiously, and suddenly said to Du Xuan, "Du Xuan, eat quickly, and don't be late for class later."

Du Xuan didn't say a word, picked up the cup and tried to drink the milk.

Zhou Man grabbed Du Xuan's schoolbag from the sofa and put it on the shoe cabinet in the entrance, and said, "Xiao Xuan, you have to live up to it. It's not easy for mom and dad to earn some money. Look at you now, every week the tuition fees alone More than 1000, if you don't study hard, will you be worthy of me and your father?"

Du Xuan gave a soft "Oh".

"Let me tell you, you can only relax after studying hard now. If your father had listened to me and went to a part-time graduate student, it would be easy now."

Du Jiancheng said impatiently, "What does it have to do with that!"

No matter what her husband said, Zhou Man said to her son, "I tell you Du Xuan, you must be admitted to the High School Attached to Normal University!"

Du Xuan still gave a soft "oh".He put down the bowl and stood up, "Mom, I'm leaving."

"Well." Zhou Man took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and gave it to Du Xuan, "Here is some money for you. Mom and Dad will come back late at night today, so you can buy something for yourself at noon and night."

Du Xuan stared at the pink banknote like an enemy.

"Take it." Zhou Man stuffed the money to Du Xuan and pushed him, "Hurry up, don't be late."

Du Xuan took the money, and as soon as he walked into the living room, he heard a burst of laughter coming from the window. Lin Tingan screamed: "Snatch the landlord, grab the landlord. If I want to rob the landlord, don't rob me."

Then there was hearty laughter, mixed with the voice of Lin's father and Lin's mother joking: "Lin Ting'an, you kid is going to heaven."

Zhou Man frowned: "What is Ma Jing thinking? How can he teach children to fight the landlord? You can't learn well at a young age."

Du Xuan argued mysteriously: "Playing cards can train memory and mental arithmetic ability, which is very good."

"What's the matter?" Zhou Man said angrily, "Memorizing words is the best way to train memory. If you want to do arithmetic, do some math problems, Olympiad or something, isn't it better than playing cards?"

Du Xuan closed her mouth, and stood silently at the entrance to change her shoes.

Zhou Man glanced at his watch impatiently, and shouted into the back room: "Old Du, you want to call Director Liu to make an appointment first, preferably today, and I will go to the hotel to locate a seat later."

Du Xuan sneezed. He had had a cold for two or three days. It wasn't serious, but his nose was very stuffy and his throat was sore. He hadn't eaten much for the past two days.It wasn't until last night that Zhou Man found out that something was wrong with his son. He took a thermometer and found that he didn't have a fever and heaved a sigh of relief: "Xiaoxuan, go to the cabinet and get two bags of cold and heat."

This sentence is the only sentence Zhou Man said about Du Xuan's illness.

Du Xuan didn't bother to take medicine. Anyway, whether to take it or not was a matter of a week, and Zhou Man didn't pay attention.

Hearing Du Xuan sneezed at this moment, Zhou Man suddenly remembered: "Xiao Xuan, are you wearing thin? Where's your black padded jacket?"

"It's in the bed box in your room." Du Xuan's voice was a little hoarse, "I'm leaving first, I'll look for it when I come back tonight." After speaking, he immediately fled the room, and the moment he closed the door, He heard Zhou Man say, "Old Du, I want to bring that expensive bottle of red wine with me."

Du Xuan rushed down from the third floor. The Lin family probably had too much fun, and the sound of laughter echoed faintly in the corridor.Standing at the door of Lin's house, Du Xuan heard Lin Tingan laughing so hard that he couldn't breathe, and choked and coughed.

Du Xuan stood alone in the corridor filled with cold wind, listened silently for a while, and then went downstairs with her schoolbag on her back.

Du Xuan was going to attend an English class. There were less than 20 students in one class. Today, he combined with another class for oral practice. There were nearly 50 people in the classroom.Du Xuan swiped her attendance card through the front door, and went out through the back door without even putting down her schoolbag.

In November, although it is very cold, there are still good sunshine during the day.Du Xuan didn't want to go to the fast food restaurant, let alone the library, so she walked slowly along the street.

This is a small street that is not very wide, with thick sycamore trees on both sides of the street, which are shaded by the sun in summer, but now there are only bare branches sticking out into the air.Because there are two middle schools and one elementary school in the surrounding area, various training institutions have set up stores here, and there are also many corresponding light meal bars and cake shops, all for the convenience of students after class.

Du Xuan smelled a special aroma in the cold wind blowing against her face. It was different from the sweet and greasy aroma in ordinary cake shops, but with a light and refreshing feeling, which made people feel comfortable and at ease.He looked up and saw a small dessert shop with a simple and comfortable design, and a special haunted name called "Penumbra".Du Xuan turned her foot and went straight into the shop.

The side of the small shop along the street has floor-to-ceiling glass windows and a row of small sofa seats. Du Xuan shrank into the innermost corner and opened the menu.In fact, he didn't want to eat anything, but it was inappropriate to sit here without ordering anything. He looked back and forth three or four times, and finally ordered a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.

A young man with a very warm smile said to him: "The oranges recently are a little sour, may I add a Sydney for you?" After finishing speaking, he added, "The price is the same."

Du Xuan's experience in eating takeaways since he was a child is beyond the charts. Of course, he knows that orange juice and Sydney orange juice are by no means the same price, so he said gratefully: "Thank you."

The orange juice was served soon, and Du Xuan looked at the hurried passers-by outside the window in a daze, probably due to the aggravation of the cold. pain.

Du Xuan lay face down on the small table facing the window, and there was a lot of traffic outside.He saw a pair of parents leading a little boy, and a family of three happily passed by. He couldn't remember the last time he spent a weekend with his parents.

"Headache." Du Xuan muttered silently. The heating in the store was fully turned on, and soft light music was playing. The comfortable environment made him close his eyes. "Rest for a while, just for a while." He thought so, and fell asleep.

When he woke up, a thin blanket was wrapped around his body.Du Xuan grabbed the blanket and looked at the cashier.

"Are you awake?" The young man sitting behind the cashier came over and put a glass of warm water on his desk. "When I just covered you with a blanket, I found that you had a fever. Do you want to take some medicine?"

Du Xuan stood up, folded the blanket and handed it over: "Thank you, I'm fine."

The young man didn't insist. He took the blanket and put it on the sofa again: "If you need it, you can put it on for a while. If you don't use it, it's okay to put it here. I will collect it when I close."

Du Xuan let out an "oh", not knowing how to respond.

The young man pointed to the water glass on the table: "Drink more water, rest for a while, and call me if you need anything." After speaking, he returned to the cashier.

Du Xuan heaved a sigh of relief and sat down. To be honest, he is not very good at dealing with strangers. Zhou Man is especially unwilling for him to deal with people such as shop assistants, drivers, waiters, etc. In Zhou Man's words: "You and these people There is nothing to say."

Du Xuan hesitated for a moment, took the blanket over her body and lay down on the table.He felt that sleeping on this small table was more comfortable than the big bed at home.When he opened his eyes again, he still had a stuffy nose and sore throat, but his headache was much better. Du Xuan stretched contentedly.

"Buzzing" the phone vibrated, Du Xuan looked at the caller ID, cleared his throat with a cough, and answered the phone pretending to be brisk: "Hello? Mom."

Zhou Man asked bluntly, "how is the class going?"

Du Xuan took a quick sip of orange juice, moistened her hoarse throat, and tried to make her voice sound more energetic: "It's okay."

"What did you talk about today?"

Du Xuan said fluently, "Today we practiced oral English together in class. First, we recited the previous two texts, did a set of listening comprehension, and then kept practicing dialogue. We just finished class now."

"I don't think it's shallow, do I need to change you to an advanced class?"

"Need not."

Zhou Man: "find a place to have lunch by yourself, and have a good class in the afternoon. Take a taxi home in the evening. Your father and I will be home at about nine o'clock. You lock the door yourself."

Du Xuan promised to hang up the phone, and when she raised her head, she saw the young man's eyes slip past her quickly.

Probably in his eyes, he was a bad boy who lied and played truant all day long.

Du Xuan sneered indifferently, then looked out of the window, who cares what he thinks?