Qianfan

What a novelty, his boss, this man who used to be able to sleep in a nest and had no pursuit of "level" and "quality" in life, has become a virtuous four-athlete man today: he can cook, warm the bed, and wash clothes Can do the dishes!

Lu Zhengfan seemed to understand Liang Sheng's thoughts, and he felt a little embarrassed, but when he thought about it, is it wrong for me, a man, to love his wife? !Have it? !So he yelled at him sternly: "Go out and help Lulu work!"

Liang Sheng floated out, and he sat there turning his pen, thinking about the missing lame six.

Yes, Lame Six is ​​a lunatic, he has revenge, and the terrible thing is that you don't know when you offended him, or in the eyes of others, a trivial matter that is not worth mentioning may cause Lame Six to hate harm.

Lu Zhengfan couldn't help but think of the cursing sound of the lame six echoing at the end of the corridor before leaving Ye's house...

He was a little tired, pinching the center of his brows until there was a red mark between his brows, Qian Fan walked in.

"Why, did something happen to Ye Song or Ye's family?" Qian Fan stood behind him and helped him pinch his shoulders. He did it in a strange way, but he was very careful, watching Lu Zhengfan's expression while pinching. If his brows relaxed a bit, he would continue If he frowned at that strength, he would change to another strength.

"No, they're all fine—" Lu Zhengfan pinched Qian Fan's fingers, pulled them to his lips and kissed them, then moved his lips back a few centimeters, "Have you peeled the garlic?"

"After washing it several times, can you smell it?"

"The taste is very strong. Is this garlic brought by Chen Lu's family? The local garlic has a heavy and strong taste, and it is delicious when stir-fried!"

The two chattered about the uses of garlic, and Qian Fan gave him such a twist, forgetting what he wanted to ask earlier.

It's not that Lu Zhengfan is unwilling to tell Qianfan, with Qianfan's current personality, if he hears that Lu Zhengfan's safety may be threatened, he will be tense all day long and will fall into extreme anxiety.

Qianfan's sense of security was finally gathered little by little this year, but it was like a pile of sand and gravel, and the slightest disturbance seemed to blow it into a mess of sand, and he didn't want any clues to alarm him.

On the third day of the year, Qian Fan didn't go out to give gifts, but drove Lu Zhengfan to a place.

In the past two years, the car has been replaced by another one. How can General Manager Lu's car be the Delica used to deliver goods?

Lu Zhengfan bought the car out of his own pocket. He has never been such a mother-in-law before buying things. He was worried that Qianfan would nag if it was too expensive, but the cheap equipment is naturally inferior. When I was driving a car, I thought: How about investing in a car manufacturer?

If Qianfan knew that he had thought about it, he would definitely not want the car he bought.

The car drove to a street with crooked telephone poles, before the car stopped, Lu Zhengfan felt attention from all directions.It was really uncomfortable to be surrounded by so many people for the first time.

Qian Fan unbuckled his seat belt and said, "There is still a long way to go, the car stops here first."

When I got out of the car, I found that most of the onlookers were old, weak, women and children, and they formed small groups of their own, pulling their parents at their backs.Some people were still holding their rice bowls in their hands, and they cleaned the rice while chatting in a daze.There are also some children, who have worn the New Year's clothes for three days and can no longer see the original color, timidly hiding behind the adults and watching the people coming out of the car.

Qian Fan was obviously very familiar with this place, he led Lu Zhengfan skillfully through the small alleys, and cast his gaze behind him.

After walking a few steps, Lu Zhengfan came to his senses: "Take me to where you used to live?"

"Well, that's the longest home I've ever lived in."

He uses home instead of the general "place", which shows that Qianfan cares about it very much.

Lu Zhengfan couldn't help feeling jealous of an old house, shook his head and laughed, laughing that the more he lived, the more he went back.

In fact, there will always be times in a person's life that "the older you get, the more childish your personality is". There are not many such cases, but the expression of that kind of mood is almost to the most important person in oneself.

Let me ask, how many people in this world can become the "most", and how many people can see their true temperament?

Qian Fan's cough didn't improve a few days ago, and his voice was still a little hoarse, and he spoke in an unhurried manner: "At that time, grandma, me, and Yu Xiaoyu came later. Well, the three of us lived here. After grandma passed away, I I moved out with Xiaoyu, and I don't know when grandma's relatives came in, tsk, why do you think there are such shameless people?"

As soon as Lu Zhengfan heard him coughing, he became angry, and while he was sulking, he patted Qian Fan's back, and his anger quickly became stronger with the cough.

He asked Qian Fan to take medicine yesterday, but he refused to take it, saying that he could not rely on the medicine and had to form antibodies on his own.It can be seen that he completely forgot the last time he coughed up pneumonia and was hospitalized!

Sensing the anger in Lu Zhengfan's palm, Qian Fan hastily dispatched a coquettish smile.

Outside, Qian Fan didn't dare to do anything wrong, so he took a step closer and said, "Don't be angry, I'll take medicine and see a doctor when I get back!" As he spoke, he coughed again.

Hearing that he was coughing so badly, Lu Zhengfan couldn't care less about losing his temper. He gathered his coat and raised his chin to the old house: "Go in?"

"No. I brought my brother just to tell him that one day I will buy it."

It's a pity that the hero was short of breath, just after expressing his determination, he coughed again.

"The hot pot is confiscated! The snacks are confiscated! Go back and pour loquat paste!"

"Hey, this is good, I like sweets!"

In the middle of the third year, several plaques inlaid with gold rims were added to the display cabinet of Qianfan Company. A famous brand in the city.

Qian Fan asked the administrative department to put this display cabinet on the first floor of the office building, facing the door. Every day when he goes to work, he can see the glory of purge as soon as he enters the door. They remind him all the time: the past was He who stepped on everything under his feet will one day stand out!

It is worthy of the expectation of grandma back then, and also worthy of the investment and help of Lu Zhengfan and Yu Xiaoyu.

His heart didn't swell because of the small achievements at this time, he was still the original Qianfan who thought about what he wanted to do and worked hard for it wholeheartedly.

It can be said that in his young age, he was like a rough and ugly hard rock. Everything he encountered was a sharp tool to polish the stone. Grandma and Yu Xiaoyu were the family members who reinforced the outer layer of pulp, and Lu Zhengfan is the most important person who softened his stony heart into a humane one.

Some people's determination comes quickly, but after three to five years, it will be shaky, and they will be defeated when they encounter a blow;

Just ask, who can only do one thing for several years, even if there are thorns and hazels in front of him, even if he can't see the way ahead at a glance, even if he walks alone.

When Qian Fan first started attending cram school, like a naive and hard-working student, he solemnly copied a motto he liked on the title page of the book: "No one can succeed casually, it comes from thorough self-management and perseverance."

So he was under torment, and in the midst of longing, no one knew how he "thoroughly" managed himself, how he showed "thorough perseverance".

So every time Lu Zhengfan sees him working hard, he always goes to the kitchen to make something to reward him, this is a different way of paying attention and companionship.Because Qian Fan didn't ask for help easily, he had to bite the barrel of his pen to ask Lu Zhengfan for advice with a difficult problem.

On this day, Qianfan asked Lu Zhengfan with an invitation to a "President Training Class", how would it help?

Lu Zhengfan poured soy milk for him in the kitchen, the soy milk was fragrant and mellow, and served with a few steamed buns, he felt that his anger dissipated as soon as he woke up.Lu Zhengfan brought out two bowls of soy milk, divided each person into a bowl, and smiled: "It's helpful, I spent money on this certificate. Also, there are business leaders who know each other and gather together... Let me think about it, well, the accumulation of contacts. "

"Fuck you, if you say that, how can that person teach to make money."

"I can teach you too, believe it or not?"

"Believe me." Qian Fan asked while eating the steamed stuffed bun, "By the way, I never understood why you can't think about becoming a physical education teacher?"

"If you don't think about it, don't think about it. When I first arrived here, the first big building I saw was the school, and I went to it as soon as my brain twitched. It happened that they needed a physical education teacher, so I went in."

Qian Fan almost squirted soy milk, he couldn't laugh or cry: "Then if they are short of math or Chinese, you will also go there?"

"Ah, why, I can't teach?"

"It's not... Qu Cai, does Qu Cai understand?"

Lu Zhengfan put down his bowl, and suddenly became serious: "Fan'er, in fact, for me, the most important thing is to live happily now. What people say is scary and why should it be so? In my opinion, there is no value in a day's happiness. I hope You are happy, don't work too hard and get tired, understand?"

Lu Zhengfan's sudden seriousness affected Qian Fan a bit, he nodded very seriously.

The number of times Yu Xiaoyu and Lu Zhengfan said to Qian Fan, "Don't work too hard, don't be too tired", the total number of times is no less than [-] times, and Qian Fan never listened to his ears, but this time he listened to it.