After he was reborn, who couldn't love me

In the evening, mats were set up in the yard of Jin’s family. Small lamps were lit in the yard, and the TV was also put on display. The old man of Jin’s family was eating watermelon and watching TV while watching TV with cattail fans. Playing at home, with a bed sheet tied on his shoulders, and the two little girls behind him pulled the corner of the bed sheet for him, and staged the scene of the emperor's ascension to the throne.

In the room, Mother Jin was packing her son's luggage for going to the city tomorrow. It was originally agreed to stay at home for a few more days, but who would have imagined the result?The child had a big idea, and when he came back to dinner at night, he announced on the dinner table that he would go to the school to be independent. Mother Jin was reluctant and wanted to persuade him, but the director Jin agreed, and he was arbitrary in this matter and agreed. Now, the father and son are still talking upstairs, and they don't know what to talk about.

Mother Jin sighed, and helped her son pack all the fashionable clothes brought back by relatives from abroad into a large black suitcase, such as desk lamps, flashlights, candles, matches, pots and pans, all piled up together, wishing to put the whole Everything is packed into suitcases.

Upstairs in the study room, the Jin family father and son sat opposite each other. One was holding a Motorola mobile phone to talk to the person on the other end of the line. The old man stared at him with a good look, his brows were slightly frowned, and his ears seemed to be pricked up. Afraid of hearing any bad news, he kept pinching the knuckles of his fingers nervously with one hand.

"Yes, yes, yes, my friend's family invested in a milk tea shop. They said that the big cities in Beijing and Shanghai sold very well, so they spent tens of thousands of dollars to set up a shop in a department store next to No. [-] Middle School in the city. Sometimes, but not often here, I leave everything to his son, and his son has a good relationship with my Jin Qian, so I thought of asking Lao Wen for your help, to see if I can join your factory , It’s also convenient to apply for a food hygiene certificate.” Factory Manager Jin always spoke with a smile, and he was not as attentive to Boss Wen of the fruit beer factory.

Boss Wen over there didn't know what he said, so he asked Director Jin to laugh, shook his head and said, "Okay, maybe we'll go to your place tomorrow, and you give lessons to those kids, um, ok, It's a deal."

"Okay, okay, come to the house for a drink when you have time, well, that's it."

After the factory manager hung up the phone, he nodded to his son Jin Qian and said, "Okay, I will send you all to school tomorrow, and tell the principal to arrange a dormitory. If you can't arrange the dormitory casually, Don't force it, the Fourth Middle School is not only a key high school in the city, but also a key training school in the province. The principal Wu Wei came out of the army in the early years. If you can’t change it, you have to be mentally prepared.”

Jin Qian pondered for a while, nodded, and said with a smile: "Dad, are you still worried that I will make trouble at school?"

"I'm afraid that you will bully other classmates in the name of Lao Tzu at school. I will put the words of Lao Tzu here for you first. When you are in school, no matter who your classmates are, whether you are used to seeing them or not, don't worry about them. Let the teacher deal with them." , don’t be like in our factory-run school here, where you are more powerful than the principal of the junior high school, and the teacher will run errands for you if you say anything, this is impossible.” Sometimes the factory manager Jin likes the eldest son’s uncompromising leadership style outside, Like him!But sometimes it is not pleasing to the eye, and I feel that Jin Qian is easy to fight head-on when his temper comes up. It is okay to say in Rongcheng, but if he goes outside, he may have to suffer a little bit.

Factory Manager Jin said bluntly on purpose: "I am not afraid of you making trouble, the question is whether you can solve it yourself if you have enough trouble, anyway, I went to Jiangyang City, I don't care about you."

It was rare for Jin Qian to hear Director Jin’s words without choking, and his heart softened, and he agreed with his own Director Jin: “Yes, yes, my father is right! I will never make trouble for you, don’t worry, I will just go Those who go to school, students, just compete for the outcome in terms of grades, and business matters depend on Uncle Wen."

Factory Manager Jin felt comfortable listening to his son's words, and began to feel that Jin Qian had the same feeling as he did back then. It's just that Director Jin couldn't say such a compliment anyway, and his mouth was still an old hermaphrodite. Li: "You can't rely entirely on your Uncle Wen, isn't he busy? You can solve the things you do by yourself, and think about asking others to help you all the time. What kind of grandeur can you get?"

Jin Qianquan pretended not to hear what Director Jin said, and still smiled: "Dad, then we will set off tomorrow, leave our luggage at school and go to the fruit beer factory to find Uncle Wen?"

"Well, it's such a plan. Get up early tomorrow, and Director Ma from the other school will come to receive us. Director Ma has a meeting at noon, so we can't let people wait." Director Jin said, his eyes suddenly glared at Jin Qian, Said, "What are you doing with your fingers?! It's annoying to hear! Put your paws in order for me!"

Jin Qian let out an 'ah' and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I'm so excited."

"Stupid boy, why are you so excited? Tomorrow I will ask your mother to give you [-] yuan alone, [-] yuan to put into that milk tea shop you mentioned, and the other [-] yuan is your annual living expenses plus all kinds of miscellaneous tuition fees. , I also need to help the chubby Zheng Da and Qing Shu, you know? Don’t waste the money, or you won’t give it to me in the future.”

After finishing speaking, Factory Manager Jin thought about it again, and found that there seemed to be nothing else to say, so he waved his hand to signal his son to get out.

But Jin Qian didn't leave for a long time, and asked, "Dad, why did you give me [-] to invest in that store again?"

Factory Manager Jin thought for a while, then said in a deep voice: "If you lose all your trousers, Xiao Gao and you will be considered an equal share, so as not to make Xiao Gao worse. I see that what he said to us during the day does not seem to be angry. But his family may not really ignore him, we just do our best."

"Of course, the above is the first, the second...Your brothers are clear about accounts, Gao Xing is not a child who can be manipulated, and you are used to giving orders. You two can be friends, but it is inevitable if you do business together. There will be disagreements, this is not a house-playing game, it is a matter of interest, let you invest the same funds as Jin Qian in the future development, so that the two of you are equal, and he is not considered to be in your store Major shareholders have no absolute right to speak."

Jin Qian hadn't thought of this yet. At first he was willing to follow Gao Xing to buy this shop. The main purpose was actually to help Qing Shu feel disgusted by the second uncle of the Gu family. Whether he made money or not, it was a test before entering society. It's good to be able to make money, and it doesn't matter if you can't, but Jiang is still old and hot. Jin Qian listened to the words of the factory director and thought about it carefully, and he really felt that it made sense.

Kan Qingshu is very concerned about the operation of the milk tea shop, so he will definitely not keep silent about all the decisions made by the milk tea shop. Maybe Gao Xing has a good idea and can make money, but he wants to run a prosperous shop Don't be retaliated by jealous people around; if you want to achieve a cooperative situation that is fully beneficial to you with all partners; if you want to really make this shop bigger and stronger in Jiangyang City, only him, a factory with a lot of connections The eldest son can do it.

If he came up with an idea at that time, Gao Xing objected, and he was a minority shareholder who only invested 3000 yuan, then he would have to listen to Gao Xing, and he would be very unconvinced. If this situation continues, everyone, brothers Certainly can't do it.

The young master of the Jin family just figured out these joints in an instant, and he also heard from Director Jin's words that he wanted to support him and Gao Xing in fighting each other. He wanted the four of them to exercise each other's abilities?

Jin Qian knew it, so he didn't say much, thanked Director Jin and went back to his room to read a book before going to bed and rest.

For him, there are still a lot of things to do tomorrow, at least he has to solve the problems at this stage first, and after the store opens, he will then consider who will lead the decision-making with Gao Xing.

Subconsciously, he probably didn't take Gao Xing seriously. He knew it, but he didn't intend to change anything. Gao Xing is a smart person, and when he encounters a problem, he will choose a more correct solution. What he gave is the most correct of.

The young master of the Jin family has the habit of reading at night. The books he reads are always very serious. They are not fascinating comic novels, but an extremely thick criminal law code, two bricks thick. He didn't deliberately memorize it, but just read it over and over again. The corners of the book were directly fluffed by him, and all the crumpled pages swelled up, as if a little more force, they would all fall apart.

Jin Qian couldn’t remember when he took this set of codes home and read it. It seemed that he used it as a bedside reading a long time ago, so many things in it didn’t need to be recited deliberately, and he knew them by heart. I can carry a few on my back.

Generally speaking, when Jin Qian reads the code, he would yawn after turning five pages. Tonight, he stared at the page and let his eyes go blank. After several times, he simply threw the code on the bed and lay on the bed On the mat bed, she tilted her head to look out of the window, which faced the small balcony of Gu's family, but it was a dark and uninhabited place at the moment.

"Sleeping?" He heard his own voice, "It should be asleep." He asked himself and answered.

After a long time, in the thick and indissoluble summer night, the young master of the Jin family raised his left hand, looked at his empty palm, and held it in the air in a daze...

At around five o'clock the next morning, while Gu Qingshu was still brushing his teeth, he heard Jin Qian calling him from the back yard: "Qingshu! Get out of here! My dad drove us there, you go and get Gao Xing shout!"

Gu Qingshu dazedly stood on the small balcony on the second floor with a toothbrush cup in his hand. His hair was still messy and his clothes were disheveled. The loose neckline of his T-shirt directly exposed most of his shoulders, and he came out symbolically for Jin Qian to see , let him know that he got up, and then slowly went downstairs, went to the diagonally opposite door and kicked Gao Xing's door.

The door was opened from the inside, and Gu Qingshu was brushing his teeth while speaking vaguely incomprehensible to normal people, the boy who opened the door immediately laughed and said with a smile: "Are you still awake?"

Gu Qingshu gave a perfunctory 'um' from his throat, turned around and went back to the pool in his yard to spit out all the foam in his mouth.

Gao Xing, who was wearing a black T-shirt and a peaked cap, slammed the door shut, and followed the little fox who hadn't woken up, as if he had never seen such a down-to-earth picture of Gu Qingshu. Of course, It's just as enticing as it gets.

"Your shoulders are exposed." Gao Xing pointed to the position of his left button, "Hello? Qingshu, can you hear me?"

Gu Qingshu was still brushing his teeth with his toothbrush in his hands. He felt like a big mosquito was buzzing incessantly in his ears. He was not very happy. After he walked back to the yard and vomited foam, he acted like a kitten. He sneezed, made himself even more unconscious, and stood in a daze in front of the pool of stones.

Gao Xing, who was half of the head of the tall boy beside him, tilted his head and bent over to look at him, a smile spread from those deep eyes, as thick as the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus that filled the city, eroding his young body.

An old man from the Gu family came out of the house, carrying a large bag of luggage and a colorful snakeskin bag in the middle of the yard. He saw his grandson standing stupidly in front of the pool, and another boy looked at him with his head tilted. He smiled and said: "Xiao Gao, don't read it, Qing Shu didn't sleep well, it's like this, you wait for him to relax, wash your face in a while, and you will almost wake up."

Gao Xing walked over and put the two handbags in his hand next to Qing Shu's luggage, and said to the old man very enthusiastically: "Is that so? But time is running out, where are Qing Shu's clothes? Have you found them all? "

Gao Xing could tell that Qing Shu was wearing pajamas and pajamas: "I'll help him take it off, it will save some time."

Mr. Gu pointed to the upstairs with his cigarette stick, and said, "That's right, it's not good to keep Xiao Jin waiting, you can go up and have a look, I think it's the one next to the pillow, please help him get it." ah."

"Where, what's so polite about this?" The young man smiled brightly, with a familiar and enthusiastic look, it was clearly the first time he entered the door of Gu's house since he moved here, but he acted as if he was familiar with Mr. Gu After playing hundreds of rounds of mahjong, "Then I will go up, grandpa."

"Hey." Mr. Gu's eyesight is not good, he is farsighted. Standing in front of such a young man, he can't see what he looks like. He thinks that his physique is similar to that of Jin's little Jin, and he is better than his eldest grandson. The skin is tall and healthy. When running upstairs, I can go up three steps in one step, which is amazing!

After classmate Xiao Gao went up, Mr. Gu turned his attention to the eldest grandson. His cloudy eyes reflected the thin body of the eldest grandson, as if he suddenly realized intuitively that the eldest grandson was poorly dressed and tall too short.

I used to know that the eldest grandson was not in good health, and he didn't have such a strong sense of shock. Mr. Gu once again focused his attention on the cold medicine that the eldest grandson had packed in a backpack. One cold medicine was effective when I was a child, but when I woke up, I would be alive and tired of lying next to him. Now it seems that I have to take three or four pills at a time to be effective. This medicine... can I take so much?

The old man is not very clear, but he remembers the saying that "the medicine is three-point poison". He walked over and said to the grandson who finally started to wash his face: "When you go to school, you need to eat more. My little tall one arm is used as your thigh. Little Jin Wu I was shorter than you when I was [-], and now I am getting taller. If you take less medicine, if you take too much medicine, you will not grow taller. Did you hear me? My lord is talking to you."

Gu Qingshu washed his face rough, and poured tap water on his face with both hands. After finally washing, his grandfather knocked his butt with a cigarette stick, and quickly replied: "I know, I know, the matter of growing taller How can you blame me? It’s a genetic problem, we have learned in biology books that genes determine height!”

Mr. Gu frowned, he didn't care about his genetics and said, "Your father is 1.8 meters tall!"

"Hey, no matter how hard I try to grow, when I go to school, I must steal Jin Ge's milk every day, so that he can't grow taller, but I can grow taller, sir, give me a few more years!"

Downstairs, the grandparents and grandsons started to make a fuss. Upstairs, a young man surnamed Gao found Gu Qingshu's "boudoir" by feeling and pushed open the wooden door. A narrow room that could only accommodate a small bed and a bedside table appeared at a glance. In the eyes of teenagers.

It's different from what I imagined...

The Gu Qingshu imagined in his previous life was a beautiful child who should be held in the hands of everyone since he was a child. He should live in a spacious room and have a closet full of endless clothes. right.

Why is it so uncomfortable?

He wants to be nice to him.Treat him like unscrupulous and not repelled.

Gao Xing gradually clenched the hand holding the handle of the wooden door, but soon saw the white triangular fabric on the bedside table, and immediately pinched his index finger with his thumb hesitantly. 'He walked past with one knee, kneeling on the ground, as if to defile something that could never be touched, breathed heavily and lowered his head to smell...

just smell.

He smelled summer.

The author has something to say: briefs: biubiubiu!Bad guy, you are dead!

Gao Xingxing: Ahhhhh!I am dead!

Hey, I want to do [-] words!hateful!Don't say I'm short!

感谢在2020-10-0200:00:09~2020-10-0300:04:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Yan Huai, Xiaoxi, su, gknmsl1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!