Xuanlin sent his son to school every morning, and Long Jiwei came to pick him up after school at night.After picking up their son, the two of them foraged for food along the road, and went home after foraging. Xuanlin spent most of the time watching TV series at home bored.

After two weeks like this, Ye Zhen finally discovered the problem: "Mom! Why does Uncle Xuan never eat with us?"

Xuan Lin said: "Call Dad, little classmate Ye Shisan! Your dad and I have already eaten your mother tonight... Ouch!"

Long Jiwei withdrew his fist calmly and said, "He doesn't eat what we eat."

Xuanlin squatted on the foot of the sofa and howled, Ye Zhen narrowed his eyes and looked at him, the more he looked, the more he felt that there was something wrong with this person.

This is the intuition of a martial artist. Although he doesn't know the details of the man in black, he can feel that he is different from the people around him.

Xuanlin said angrily: "What are you looking at, little classmate Ye Shisan! Why didn't you write a single word for your homework, and the teacher's comments are very bad, do you know that! Hurry up and ask my dear father to help you with your math homework!"

Ye Zhen leaned against Long Jiwei, like a duckling snuggling up to its mother duck, and said casually: "No thanks, uncle, there will be classmates who will help me with my homework tomorrow morning."

Xuanlin asked: "Is there such a good classmate?"

Long Jiwei said coldly: "What you should care about is that this kid asked his classmates to help with homework, right?"

"No, no, dear, I have always believed that mathematics kills the nature of human infants. I am very glad that someone is willing to die for my son... Son, where did you find such a good classmate?"

"I don't know," Ye Zhen said innocently, "It was Wei Hu at first, but he was reluctant..."

"If you don't want to write it for you?"

Ye Zhen said, "It's what you want."

Xuanlin: "..."

Long Jiwei: "..."

"Later, the female student in the front row volunteered to help with writing, and Wei Hu gave her the job. Oh, that girl can't actually write, but there are many boys who are willing to help her."

Xuanlin said incredulously: "So that girl asked the boy who flattered her to do your homework for you to please you?!"

"What is flattery?" Ye Zhen thought for a while, showing off his newly learned vocabulary: "This is called solidarity and friendship, helping each other. The teacher in school taught it."

"No, no, no... son, the teacher didn't teach these two words so that you can help each other with homework... Forget it, this is also a kind of skill." Xuan Lin held his forehead with a long sigh, and pulled his son over to look carefully, After a while, he suddenly said complacently: "This kid is born well! Even if he doesn't get into university in the future, he won't have to worry about food. That's great!"

Long Jiwei pulled Ye Zhen back, and said angrily: "What kind of messed up career advice do you want to give him! Junior Ye Shisan, you are not allowed to copy your classmates' homework in the future, write it yourself obediently!"

Ye Zhenwei obediently agreed, and Long Jiwei taught him again: "After getting into a good university, I will find you a job in the National Security Bureau, and you can be a civil servant safely. Boys don't rely on their faces, you know? When you return to Beijing, call Chu Ci." I will help you with your homework, Chu Ci received a scholarship every year when she was in college..."

Ye Zhen obediently agreed again, Long Jiwei was finally satisfied, and ordered: "Go to bed, children should not go to bed later than eleven o'clock."

So Mommy controlled Ye Zhenxiao's classmate and ran to take a bath, taking the cow-patterned long-sleeved pajamas that Long Jiwei had prepared for him, which was extremely joyful.

As soon as the bathroom door was closed, Xuan Lin threw himself on Long Jiwei, involuntarily pressed his hands on the top of his head, and said gloomyly: "Boys shouldn't rely on their faces for food, huh?"

Long Jiwei: "..."

"Back then, I just saw that you were beautiful! All the children were like radishes that had just been pulled out of the field, but you were tender and fresh, and you were wearing a pink gown. It looked like you were ready to eat, and I saw it. Appetite..."

Long Jiwei said coldly: "Then he almost ate me."

"Yeah, it's a pity that you set me up, and I not only failed to eat, but also lost a whole year of time to be driven by you... Speaking of which, it's because you are too beautiful, which made me dizzy... "

"Comrade Xuanlin," Long Jiwei said, "I clearly remember that you were quite happy during this six-year period. You wanted to kiss, hug and rub your face all day long. I always suspected that you were a mother..."

"I'm a pure male!" Xuan Lin insisted: "And I'm so obsessed!"

"Then you can get enlightened and enlightened, and then walk away in a chic way. To be honest, I have long wanted to kick you out..."

Xuanlin shuddered and screamed: "What are you talking about, my wife! Just kidding!"

Long Jiwei raised one eyebrow, humming leisurely in this overwhelmed posture.

Xuanlin immediately hugged him and cried loudly: "My wife, I was wrong! You conquered me with your invincible charisma! Boys shouldn't rely on their faces for food! Tomorrow I will urge classmate Ye Shisan to write a hundred math problems! !"

Classmate Ye Shisan poked his head out of the bathroom, his hair was wet, his face was stern and his face was paralyzed.

"Uncle Xuanlin," he said, "can you stop bullying me because you can't beat Long Jiwei? It's too soft to pick at. I despise you very much."

Xuanlin roared: "Call Dad—! Who else allowed you to talk to Dad like that! Beat you!"

Ye Zhen gave him a disdainful expression, and went to sleep in the bedroom in a grandiose manner wearing cow pajamas.

The next day when Ye Zhenxiao went to school, the classmate in the front row enthusiastically expressed again that she would help him with his homework.

This time Ye Zhen refused, saying: "Thank you, classmate, but I promised my mother that I will do homework independently..."

When Ye Zhen spoke to the little girl, his eyes never stared at her face, but shifted slightly, appearing a little careless and a little shy.

Ban Hua looked at her heart itching, her tender face flushed slightly, and she boldly asked: "Ye Shisan! Do...do you have any friends?"

The atmosphere of the private middle school is open, and the implication of the class flower is also obvious. Unfortunately, Ye Zhen, who is deeply poisoned by the feudal society, can't understand it, and said in a daze: "No."

Ban Hua concentrated on playing with the ends of her dyed light chestnut hair, "Then... how about we play friends?"

"..." Ye Zhen understood a little now.

It's a pity that Ye Zhen's understanding of "playing with friends" is still at the stage of parents' order and matchmaker's words, so he can only be silent for a while and say: "My dad said...boys can't rely on their faces...so I'm sorry... ..."

If Xuanlin knew that he was called "father" in this situation, he didn't know how he should feel.

Ban Hua stared at him disappointedly, her eyes turned red immediately: "Do you hate me?"

Ye Zhen stared blankly at the blue marble slab in the corridor of the teaching building.

"How could you do this!" The teenage girl's self-esteem was greatly frustrated, and she turned her head and ran away with sobs.

Ye Zhen didn't take it seriously, it didn't even count as a so-called "confession" to him.After staying in the school of modern people for so long, he has never been able to make any friends, and has always been alone.No one cared about him, and he didn't care about anyone; he didn't even remember Ban Hua's name.

Ye Zhen shrugged his shoulders, the class bell rang, he went back to his seat, and continued to sleep with his eyes open.

However, I did not expect such a small episode to cause a series of big troubles.

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