break the leg, climb up the bunk

Mo Yiqiu dragged Meng Cang to the class for a day, and Young Master Meng almost jumped up to fight this guy. He hadn't had such an intensive class for a long time. Taking classes abroad is completely relaxing and enjoyable, because going abroad Because of the relationship, he did not take the college entrance examination.

So such a high-intensity class really made Meng Cang feel overwhelmed, not because he was squeamish, if the teacher was like foreign teachers, the class was more interesting, turning knowledge into interesting stories, I believe every student would be willing to learn it.

But he attended a class for a day, whether it was an open class or an elective class, the content of what the teacher said was like chanting scriptures, which made people sleepy (jade) and had to stare wide-eyed. Meng Cang felt that he hadn't vomited yet. Bai Mo, is simply a powerful performance.

But looking at the students who are still full of energy around him, he suddenly became sluggish again. How could he forget that the domestic education system is like this, the teacher recites scriptures, the students copy scriptures, and when they enter the university, no one cares about what they learn , Pass the test and get the graduation certificate and it's over.

Mo Yiqiu couldn't help laughing when he saw Young Master Meng following behind him like a wandering ghost, this guy looked so out of his mind, if he didn't know it, he would think he was broken in love!But it's only been six classes, as for...

"Okay brother, cheer up and get used to it slowly. You know that the teaching methods at home and abroad are different. Now that you are back, let's experience the traditional culture! Don't make it embarrassing if you fail to graduate."

"Cut! If there's something rare, it's worth a penny, and the old paper will definitely get it..."

Meng Cang was dissatisfied, because he lacked energy, and his voice was not too loud, and he muttered a few sentences, only he and Mo Yiqiu could hear them, what's wrong with not going to class and messing up attendance, the so-called problems that money can solve are not problems , What's so difficult about a diploma.

"Don't bring your Meng family's set here, you are a philistine, go back to the dormitory quickly! Look at you, you don't have the style of a nobleman, you only have a few classes."

Mo Yiqiu waved his hands as if chasing away mosquitoes, and his tone was disgusting. He had to go around the school gate. If he guessed correctly, there must be a surprise outside the school gate today. For him and Xiao Xia's delicious dinner at night, this cowardly Such a guy should get out of here quickly.

"Hey! Do you think the old paper is a cat or a dog! How dare you use it, the Meng family offended you! What's wrong with the philistines! This is called using their advantages to solve problems, which shows that our Meng family is smart and intelligent... Hey! Where are you going, boy? The old paper hasn't finished yet!"

Meng Cang was triumphantly rewarding the members of the Meng family, when he saw Mo Yiqiu walking towards the school gate without looking back, he hurriedly called to stop the person who had walked a few steps away, this guy was planning to leave him to be taught by the domestic Did he hurt himself very (thin)? He still planned to ask Zhuang Zixia to go out for dinner at night.

"You go back to the dormitory first! Xiaoxia will go back in a while, I went to the school gate, I feel pleasantly surprised, if you don't receive my call, just wait for the big meal in the dormitory!"

While Mo Yiqiu said this, he didn't stop walking, he had already walked a distance of nearly ten meters, turned his head and smiled brightly at Meng Cang, and then went to the school gate by himself, which was considered to be an account of his whereabouts.

Meng Cang had no choice but to go back to the dormitory first, intending to take a bath to wake himself up, and now he can still feel the sound of chanting sutras surrounding his ears. It is really a terrible domestic teaching, and the magic sound pierces the ears. He, a Chinese who has only been abroad for two years, can't get used to it.

The two parted ways, and Mo Yiqiu didn't go far after leaving the school gate, just wandering back and forth on the side of the road, after wandering for a while, he looked at the time, with a smile on his lips, ignoring the students or passers-by who were drooling at him, Walk slowly towards the traffic lights at the main intersection.

Almost as soon as he went back and forth twice at the red and green place, a horn sounded softly behind Mo Yiqiu. He looked back, and then, with a feigned surprise expression on his face, he turned towards the car in the back seat of a Mercedes-Benz on the side of the road. People greeted:

"Second Uncle, what a coincidence! Why are you here?"

"Xiaoqiu! What a coincidence, hehehehe... I came here to do some errands, and I happened to see that figure looks like you, and has grown taller, right? I think Xiaoqiu has lost weight! The school food is not good! Second uncle There is something delicious in the car, I will bring it to you later..."

Zhuang Erbo opened the car door and got out, smiling sincerely and kindly. He couldn't feel any exclusivity towards this child who was clearly not of the Zhuang family's blood.

Watching this child start from a young age, he has followed behind his uncle and uncle for so many years, growing up with his little nephew like his own children, the feeling is difficult to describe, and it is also very subtle. It feels like a baby at home.

Others may not be able to understand at all, although the Zhuang family is a big family, but for the existence of Mo Yiqiu, everyone from top to bottom recognized him as their own child, and they all had such indescribable love and affection.

Most importantly, it was this child who taught them that the family must be united in order to grow. It was this child who warmed their increasingly indifferent hearts. Over the years, it was this child who firmly strengthened the family ties of the dealer.

In modern society, there are very few children like Mo Yiqiu, who wake up early for no profit, go home every week just to accompany the elderly, to show their filial piety for the busy people, year after year without interruption.

Under the premise that the old man had already given Mo Yiqiu the largest shareholding, Erbo Zhuang thought that he had no reason to be embarrassed as a junior who could do this, and the only emotions in his chest were love and kindness.

Some relatives said that many chapters have been locked, and hastily expressed that there is no way to do it. It has been revised, and there are still some forbidden words. Fortunately, it does not affect the main reading. Parents also know that the locked ones are magic horses, so~~ ~Hide your face hastily come and roll around~~~