On the Necessary and Sufficient Conditions for Harvesting a Male God

8. Study

Upstairs, Xu's father and Xu's mother stood by the window and watched Yang Lin bouncing away. Xu's father, who had been silent for a long time, said, "You don't have money for the socket."

Mama Xu clapped her hands, "Oh, I forgot, why didn't you remind me earlier?"

Father Xu said slowly, "I just remembered too."

Xu Ma rolled her eyes, "I think this one is better than Zhou Yang, what do you think?"

Then, without waiting for Xu's father to speak, he began to analyze, "Look, he is no worse than Zhou Yang in appearance, more lively and polite than Zhou Yang, he doesn't laugh or talk, and he knows how to pick expensive ones when buying melons. He also has skills. He can also fix things, last time Zhou Yang didn't see where the desk lamp was broken... What do you think?"

Father Xu is already sitting on the sofa, slowly making tea, "The desk lamp is not broken, and Zhou Yang has skills."

Mama Xu was upset, "The skills of those who sit in the office are the same as those who stand at the stove. Didn't Zhou Yang's cooking last time make your mouth smudged, and you are so toward him."

Dad Xu still said slowly, "Anyway, it's much better than you."

Xu's mother was angry, pointing at what he wanted to say, Xu's father added, "Both children are good, the main thing is to look at the girl."

Mama Xu put down her hand weakly, "I can't talk to you! It's all nonsense! I think Xiao Yang is pretty good, so let her aunt talk about it later."

In the next few days, Yang Lin happily ran to the university town every morning to take classes.

He joined a few more groups, learned about the class schedule, and sometimes went to attend classes mixed up even if he couldn't take the order.Now it is the end of the term review, and he will ask the teacher for the difficult problems he has sorted out after class.

Feel very rewarding, very happy.

His diligence finally attracted the teacher's attention. After asking the questions that day, the serious old man asked him, "I think you are a pretty face, what's your name? Which class are you in?"

"Ah?" Yang Lin panicked for a moment, but seeing the old man staring at him, there was only one name flashing in his mind when he was nervous, "[-] Accounting Class [-]."

"What's your name?" The old man flipped through the roster.

"Ah, I, my name is Xiang Chuan."

He likes Xiang Yu, and he also likes Nie Chuan. The classmate who sent the task is called Xiang Chuan, and his name really makes him like it...so it's hard to forget.

But today he sneaked in to attend the class. I don't know if this Xiang Chuan is there, and the teacher doesn't remember it. At this moment, the arrector pili muscles are erected.

Fortunately, the old man didn't respond, so he nodded and let him go.

After going out, Yang Lin almost patted his chest, scaring the baby to death.

This semester's high-level mathematics review has all ended, and the university has entered the exam week, and soon there will be a two-month summer vacation.

Yang Lin didn't take many classes, and his own exam was on July 15th. The time was tight and he was not sure.In case I can't pass... I hope the teacher has forgotten him when he asks questions next semester.

I can forget it...well, the teacher faces so many students a day, Yang Lin, a face-blind patient, thought about it uncertainly, and felt relieved.

Back at Ermao Factory, first look at the window of 401, it is wide open, the male god may be at home.

In the past few days, from the garbage piled downstairs, the packaging, and the clanging sound from the house, he probably guessed that the house should be repainted and a lot of new furniture added.

Although I haven't seen the male god again, but from his side, the kitchen has been completely remodeled: new screens, cabinets, hoods and stoves, the glass is wiped clean, and it is no longer as dark and greasy as before. Tired.

After habitually paying attention to the male god, Yang Lin ran upstairs.

Take a quick shower, wash your clothes, and do another high math problem before going to work.He asked the teacher about this section, and sure enough, all the answers were correct, perfect!

Yang Lin took a picture of his homework and took another selfie, smiling happily.

When I first studied accounting courses, Yang Linbao’s online school had to work after all, so it was impossible to accept face-to-face teaching.But the course was not cheap. At that time, he often thought that if he hadn't worked in a restaurant and the unit provided board and lodging, he might not have been able to learn it.

It was only later that I found out that I could buy courses from xbao, a few yuan for a book, and they were all famous teachers from famous schools. Although some courses were not very targeted and there were no teachers to answer questions, Yang Lin was confident in his learning ability .

When talking with Grandpa Yang, the dean, the old man was very relieved and emotional, saying that he had caught up with the good times, and it was much harder for them to learn something back then.

Yang Lin thought this was right.

It's actually pretty good now.As long as you are willing to learn, there is always a way.As long as you keep learning, the road will always get wider and wider.

During this period of time, he tried his best to catch the bus to go home, and when he got off the bus, he also ran into the community from the main road, avoiding alleys as much as possible.

Maybe the words of the male god and police officer Zhang had an effect. Yang Lin never saw those people again when he returned late. He was grateful and his fear gradually subsided.

The days were busy and uneventful, and Yang Lin never saw Nie Chuan again.

Not surprisingly.

He goes out at six o'clock in the morning, and usually goes directly to work from the university town.Occasionally go back to the rental house, and go to work at one o'clock at noon, which is when most people take their lunch break.

And he came home at around eleven o'clock at night, and the lights in 401 were all dark. I don't know if the male god lives here or runs at night.

The windows were kept wide open, probably to diffuse the smell.

A few days later, he saw a lot of clothes drying on the balcony of 401, and used dishes and dishes on the cooking counter in the kitchen. It should be that the old aunt came back.

Sure enough, in an old house with no soundproofing, the TV sound from 403 could only be heard occasionally on this floor-the old couple living in that room have deaf ears.

But now it is common to hear the cries of children, followed by women's scolding.

If it's just "Don't cry, I won't kill you if you cry again" or "I won't throw you away if you cry again", then it can still be said that this irascible middle-aged aunt is venting.

This is the norm in Ermao Factory, and it is not uncommon.

However, words such as "debt collector" and "broom star" are often mixed in the scolding. This is a curse that he can easily recognize even in the mix, and it will inevitably bring back a lot of memories.

After seven o'clock, the downstairs started to get lively. Yang Lin took off his earphones and cooked a bowl of rice for himself.He stood on the balcony and ate slowly, looked at the chaotic Zuo Fan downstairs, and then saw Wu Hui standing facing him.

Wu Hui was standing under the shade of a tree, wearing a rose red chiffon shirt, holding a child in her arms, chatting and laughing with a fat woman opposite.The voice was so loud that he could hear every word she said clearly from the fourth floor.

Yang Lin found that the child's little head had been drying in the shade.

In all honesty, Wu Hui looks pretty good, the male god's eyebrows and face shape are very similar to her.And the figure is also well maintained, not as strong as the average aunt here.

Yang Lin has always had an impression of her.This, combined with her recognizable high-pitched voice, made him instantly recognize it even though he was face-blind.

The child was awakened by the voice, rubbing his eyes and crying, because his back was facing Yang Lin and he couldn't see his face clearly.

He was still thinking that your voice woke up the child, but he saw Wu Hui rudely holding the child and bumping it twice, and yelled loudly, "I'm just a cry all day long, you're a bastard, just follow your girl!" Cousin mother..."

Yang Lin!

When he came back to his senses, Wu Hui was already holding the child, cursing and preparing to go upstairs.

I don't know who this child is from the male god, maybe Wu Hui is just helping someone to take care of the child?but even so, even so

Yang Lin could clearly hear the child crying all the time, and maybe Wu Hui patted him twice, making the crying louder.Until the door slammed shut with a bang, the child's cries and Wu Hui's scolding could be heard.

Yang Lin washed the dishes after the meal and sat at the table.

He wanted to force himself not to be disturbed——he had been listening to lectures with earphones on.But scenes like today reminded him a lot.

Those things that were buried deep in his heart, and those things that he took out and played back over and over again when he couldn't bear it, those things that he thought were already insensitive, just hit him inadvertently like this.

Yang Lin sighed.

Baby, are you good at Taoism? You still have to practice hard.

In fact, learning is efficient most of the time. As long as the courses are not difficult, you can learn and understand everything.Yang Lin's concentration was very good, so he was not affected much.

But sometimes the sound downstairs is too loud, or the network is too slow-after all, this old notebook bought for 1000 yuan has been used for more than two years, so it should not work.Or it is hard to keep calm when you are listening to strenuous lectures and adding questions that you can’t do correctly.

At first he would close the windows and draw the curtains.It was a little quieter, but it didn't help.

The sound insulation of the windows is poor, and there is no air conditioner in the room. There is only an old electric fan that has been used for decades. In such an airtight small room, while blowing hot air, it also dissipates heat, and the noise is loud, which often makes people feel even worse. irritable.

Yang Lin had no choice but to go to the park to memorize English and go to the library to do questions when he was really ineffective.

The park is not far from the community, with a small area, a lake in the center, and sparse forests around it, not even a rockery.Except for a few simple children's play facilities in the northeast corner, there are only some simple fitness facilities and concrete benches in other places.

The first time Yang Lin came here, he found a good place - a clearing in the woods.There is a square table and four low stools made of concrete. It is quite cool and shaded by trees, so it is not dazzling.

However, there are often people in this position, and it takes too much traffic to use the mobile phone to scan the class, so he will only come here when he is really noisy.

Today is like this, Yang Lin looked at the class that hadn't turned a page for a long time, sighed, changed his clothes and went out.

When the rent is due, we must change places to live!

I went out late, and it was almost nine o'clock in the park.Walking on the boulevard, Yang Lin's mood slowly relaxed.

Don't worry about Yang Lin, Xingzhou will cool down as soon as October is over, and people will not be able to save as soon as the weather is cold.Baby, bear with it, after all, it's such a cheap rent, it's not available everywhere.