Nouveau riche love story

Shang Xiaochen is motivated. He swears that he has never studied hard like this in his life.

When he was in school, Shang Xiaochen's grades were always fluctuating in the middle and upper reaches of the top ten, and he had no fate with the top ten, but at least he didn't let his parents worry about him.

Now as soon as I arrive at the company, I can see that there are several floors of people opening their mouths waiting to eat, which is more effective than hanging a beam on the head and stabbing the buttocks.

Father Shang accompanied Lin Ruoshui to a prenatal checkup. Ever since the doctor vaguely revealed that he was a child who needed to wear pink clothes, the old man almost jumped around three times when he saw it. How to intervene, let Shang Xiaochen handle it completely.

Shang Xiaochen is rigorous, he is at ease, if he really can't make up his mind, he will naturally call his family.

Although the days of not touching the ground were busy and hard, they passed in the blink of an eye. When I returned home at night, when Dr. Chen was not on duty, he always prepared a table of meals waiting for him to come back.

Shang Xiaochen held the porridge that hadn't been heavy for a month. After working so hard, Chen Jing'an insisted on feeding him five catties of meat, and he could vaguely see a fleshy double chin.

He was already small, but with this little bit of soft flesh, if he didn't wear a straight suit when he was going to work, he would look like a minor when he changed into a school uniform.

Of course, Chen Jing'an didn't waste such a good time, he really bought him a blue and white high school uniform on Taobao.

After Shang Xiaochen took a shower, he blew his hair and put on his school uniform. Chen Jingan was sitting in the living room. He was tidying up the study notes of Young Master Shang on the desk. You can work overtime.

Teacher Chen wore a pair of glasses, and looked like a strict teacher who was not good at talking.

Student Shang was a little scared, so scared that his legs trembled with excitement.

Sure enough, these days, if Teacher Chen gives tutoring, he always has to pay some tuition fees.

However, Chen Jing'an is a very conscientious person. After collecting the tuition fee, he helped classmate Shang review the literature class.

"The slender clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark. Once the golden wind and the jade dew meet, they will win, and there are countless people in the world."

It's just that the meaning of this poem is different from the usual classroom. As for why Teacher Chen is different from others, he explained it with another way of thinking. The next day my waist is sore and my legs are weak.

The work in the company is really exhausting, Shang Xiaochen feels as if he has returned to his student days, probably because he worked too hard, and now the result is that he can't wait to eat eight meals a day!

I think back to when I was in middle school, I got up at five o'clock and was already hungry, so I just washed up and went to the classroom at six o'clock for an hour of morning self-study, and had a breakfast at seven o'clock. , The morning class is in the fourth quarter, I can't wait to eat the table.

It’s so easy to stay up until noon for lunch. I clearly feel that I’m 05% full after eating, and I feel like vomiting. I have a lunch break and I’m exhausted. I’m so hungry at 30:[-] in the afternoon. I have dinner at [-]:[-] and [-]:[-] in the evening. After ordering the evening self-study, I have to go to the dormitory to add another meal, make instant noodles and drink milk.

It just so happened that adolescent boys were running around in middle and high school. Shang Xiaochen’s biggest impression of middle and high school is that there are endless test papers, endless hunger, and all kinds of endless flying dreams at night. .

He was so busy with work, it seemed that at that time, he was said to be 25 years old. Shang Xiaochen once thought that he might be able to grow longer this year. When he was eating at noon, he could eat two bowls of boxed lunches if he ordered casually.

I don't know if it's because the appetite in Chen Jing'an's house has been spoiled, or if the takeaway business is too evil and the ingredients used are too bad.

Shang Xiaochen gulped down two mouthfuls of boxed lunch, and before he got off work, he couldn't restrain his nausea and rushed into the bathroom to vomit.

The more I vomited, the more severe it became, until I finally vomited out all the food in my stomach, and then I felt better.

Comfort is comfort, and the hunger has swept up again, and the feeling of hunger is so disturbing that people feel panic.

He didn't prepare any snacks that could be used as a pad, so he could only bear to deal with the documents on hand.

If you want to talk about what Mr. Shang Hao, who should be busy in this position, is doing now, he is also working hard. He is lying on the sofa with his beloved wife, eating strawberries and watching family movies. Touching the little baby in his belly, he was really not idle at all.

After finally getting off work, Shang Xiaochen did not work overtime for the first time, packed his things quickly, rushed out of the company, and went home to wait for dinner.

Because I was too anxious, when I walked to the corridor, I almost bumped into an uncle.

Seeing that the uncle was a few years older than Shang's father, he looked kindly and kindly. Things are picked up.

"I'm really sorry, I'm really sorry, uncle, are you all right?"

With the utmost sincerity, he presented the paper bag with both hands.

The middle-aged man in black didn't blame much, he just said it was okay and left.

Shang Xiaochen breathed a sigh of relief, and then went to Chen Jing'an's house, turned the key skillfully, but saw that Chen Jing'an was sitting on the sofa, and there was no intention of cooking in the room.

There was a sudden sound of the door opening, which woke him up from his contemplation. Shang Xiaochen took off his hat and showed a small face.

Chen Jing'an was a little surprised: "Why did you come back so early today?"

"Hungry." Shang Xiaochen said while changing his shoes at the door, "Get me something to eat, it's simple, I feel like I'm going to starve to death."

While he was talking, he had already touched a bag of small bread in the cabinet by the door, opened it and stuffed it into his mouth.

Chen Jing'an smiled, got up and went to the kitchen: "Why are you so hungry, didn't you have a good meal at noon?"

"You've wronged me. I ate two boxes of lunch, but I don't know what happened. After eating, I felt nauseous and vomited them all up again. I will never be greedy for new things again, and eat that kind of store that just opened .”

"A lot of people outside like to use waste oil, and the ingredients can't be guaranteed to be fresh. I'll simply serve you a bowl of noodles first?" Chen Jing'an asked.

"Yeah, break an egg." He ate his own bun and said, "I have no choice. If Dr. Chen is willing to make a loving lunch, I can't order it outside to eat."

Chen Jing'an: "I want to do it for you, but I look at you, you should be hungry, if you don't control it, Shang Xiaochen will be called Shang Xiaopang."