Paper Fan Gold Drunk [Rebirth]

To file a divorce lawsuit was not an easy thing in the early 90s. The mediators had been working all day long, persuading peace, talking about children, all kinds of tricks, and having fun. However, Luo Qingyan didn't think there was anything good about it.

He has seen the world 20 years from now.

At that time, the couple who could get divorced just because they didn't eat chili peppers, how could they have the meaning of enduring it for the sake of their children now?

But since his grandfather has made up his mind, and his mother has made up his mind, then there is nothing wrong with him. As for his cheap father, he doesn't see him often, and he doesn't plan to see him.

He was deceived by Luo Bin in his previous life, and if he is deceived again in this life, how stupid would he be?

Pushing [-]'s car, Luo Qingyan was going to visit the philatelic market to see if the coins in his hand could be exchanged for something serious.

According to Luo Qingyan's thinking, even if these serial numbered pennies can't be exchanged for a set of beautiful stamps, they can be exchanged for some pocket money, but if they can be exchanged for some real treasure, he doesn't hold it like this hope.After all, this person, when he is realistic, has fewer worries.

Arriving at the philatelic market, Luo Qingyan went around and found that stamps are worth a lot these days, but not many people are willing to ask for his pennies, so the old man saw that he was serious and interesting, and said he wanted to buy it, or It made him a little embarrassed to pay a dime for a penny.

The old man didn't look like a local, he spoke like a Beijing film, he was wearing a clean Chinese tunic suit, and the buttons were tightly buttoned. In May, his top button was also buttoned. , looks like an old professor from somewhere.

"Sell this to me, and I'll use it." The old man didn't look at the serial numbers, "It's only a penny, and I'll use it a lot."

When Luo Qingyan heard it, she was not confused, so she took out a few unconnected numbers, tied them with small notes, and handed them to the old man: "That can't cheat you, it's only three to five cents, don't be fooled I have it, you take it."

Where is the old man Kenyi?

When the two were arguing, a boy of seventeen or eighteen ran over and grabbed Luo Qingyan by the collar: "Little bastard, do you dare to fight with Grandpa Wang?"

"Oh, little ancestor!" The old man was his grandfather Wang, and he immediately went over and hugged Luo Qingyan, stretched out his hand, and slapped the boy a few times, "You boy, If you don’t worry about me, I’ll just say that I won’t bring you back with me when I go back to my hometown. You’ll just make a fuss with your grandfather, making the whole family restless. This family gave me some treasures, and I’m just happy Oh, you're here to stir up trouble again."

The said little ancestor was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't continue to play tricks. He really let go of Luo Qingyan, and carefully handed him his collar straightened, pretending that he really wasn't that bad, and smirked twice. Voice: "Oh, it's my fault, my fault. I said kid, don't you blame me? I'll take you to have a cold drink? It's delicious! My elder brother is over there, do you want to go? "

Luo Qingyan rubbed her neck, before she could answer the boy's words, she grabbed him and went straight to the opposite side of the street.

But in fact, Luo Qingyan really didn't have time to react.

On the blue-green panel in front of him, a sentence popped out: Help the elderly, get love +1.

Love?

Is this still a donation system?

But before he could figure it out, he was stuffed into the Antarctic cold drink shop.

The Antarctic Cold Drink Shop is the earliest cold drink shop in the mountain city. These days, a 20 cent popsicle is simply a luxury, not to mention the ice cream balls here, the kind of ice cream cones, and the banana boat on TV. Everything is the dream of children on Children’s Day. This store will still exist 20 years later, but it’s not as popular as it is now. After all, [-] years later, cold drink shops and milk tea shops will bloom everywhere. Now , such a trendy store is enough to attract people's attention.

When Luo Qingyan celebrated his birthday before, his mother He Hongjuan brought him here.

The little boy pushed him in and pressed him directly to the position of a hanging chair inside, and there was a young man in his twenties sitting opposite the hanging chair.

"Hua Qiquan, what are you doing?" The young man sitting across from him frowned. The glass of lemonade and a plate of high-end curry rice in front of him made him look quite boring-there is no mobile phone or computer these days , the man was holding a book, and when he saw Hua Qiquan who had come to arrest Luo Qingyan, he put down the book—the title of the book was "Wuthering Heights".

Although, Luo Qingyan's current life is better described by "The Count of Monte Cristo", and "Wuthering Heights" may be written by a woman. It is inevitable that the final ending is too dreamy, and the person who has hated him all his life , how could it be so safe, calm, and indifferent in the end?

"Read it?" Seeing Luo Qingyan staring at the cover of the book, the young man couldn't help shaking it.

At this time, ten years have just passed, which is not too long. Although the college entrance examination has resumed, not everyone can go to university. These foreign famous works.

Luo Qingyan still remembers that there was a time when the man in flared trousers and permed long wavy hair murmured "Iloveyou" in his mouth, and there were a few foreign words on his body, which made him have a special personality.There have also been girls with Kissme printed on their T-shirts who were forced to kiss, one after another, I can't tell.At this time, as long as it is stamped with a foreign mark, it will be high-end and high-end, and it will definitely attract people.

However, it is rare for a young man like this to ask a child like Luo Qingyan if he has read foreign masterpieces.

But Luo Qingyan nodded.

"Don't brag! You said you've read it, who is the hero in this book?" Hua Qiquan next to him didn't agree, he hadn't read the book yet—the names of all of them looked so similar. It's almost like a foot wrap, and he doesn't bother to look at it.

"The leading actor is not Hareton," Luo Qingyan stared at the cover, "it's Heathcliff."

Even if Hareton got everything, he didn't get the real thing after all—Heathcliff, the avenger, got what he really wanted, but lost what he really didn't want to lose.For all the boys and girls who are at your fingertips, they are nothing but the most perfect dream in the heart of the female author.

That's what Luo Qingyan saw, and he said the same.

If you want it, you have to get it yourself. What others leave behind is never yours.

Hua Qi was completely dumbfounded.

He is only seventeen or eighteen, how could he understand so many twists and turns, his idea is that the hero is handsome, the heroine is beautiful, everyone fights back and forth, and finally the hero and heroine end up together—as Luo Qingyan said , both the hero and heroine are dead, so what's the point of this!

As soon as he reached out, he took the book and turned a few pages, but there were no pictures, only a series of appointments and curses.

"Kids, don't you understand?" The man smiled, then called the waiter over and asked Luo Qingyan to order.

"Come on! I said Hua Qi'an, don't talk about me, you are just a few years older than me, what are you pretending to do!" Hua Qiquan snorted, turned to look at Luo Qingyan, "Grandpa Wang just now You can't complain to my brother anymore."

"What's the matter?" Huachian, the young man, asked.

"It's nothing!" Hua Qiquan shook his head, "Just now, Grandpa Wang collected some things. I saw him. He helped Grandpa, so I brought him to eat ice cream!"

Hua Qi'an smiled, but he didn't expose his lie - the expression on his face clearly said "I don't believe you".

"By the way, brother, the kid said it, do you think he is right?" Hua Qiquan thought of changing the subject because he was smart, "I haven't read this book yet, just recommend it to me as you said earlier. Yes, I don’t see any good points, the only thing I think is that listening to storytelling can be barely accepted.”

"You bastard, that's the Three Kingdoms." Hua Qi'an took the book out of his hand, "Didn't I tell you to stand firm, and you just follow the old man?"

"Come on!" Hua Qiquan shook his head, "I don't know what the old man thinks, but he thinks that reading is good. He talks about reading all day long. He really likes reading so much, why didn't he let Fang Tianshan and the others take care of him? In the field, tell him about ancient times every day! It’s just to toss us small ones, take them out to show fat, and throw big ones.”

What Hua Qiquan said was true, not rough.After hearing Luo Qingyan's words, she couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

After a while, the ice cream he ordered came out, and he began to eat it slowly while carefully observing the two brothers——Grandpa Wang could charge a penny for a piece, and he called out to Hua Qiquan As for the little ancestor, from the conversation between the two of them, we can also know that Grandpa Wang and the two of them are not relatives.

The two young people in front of me are probably richer.

Luo Qingyan is very realistic now.

In the past, I always heard that women are realistic. When they meet and go on a blind date, they always ask if they have a house, a car, and money. But Luo Qingyan thinks that men are the most realistic, and he died on the body that did not show it. Now, he has to learn it well. In reality, the rich, the powerful, and the powerful stretch out their thighs to hug them, even if they don't stretch out their thighs, they still want to find their thighs to hug them.

Thighs, who can you not hug?Hug is not in vain.

Of course, when it comes to how he recognized someone with thighs, apart from that uncommon book and that big-handed Grandpa Wang, and the clothes the two of them were wearing—if he admits it right, it’s rare these days Zegna.