Mr. Rebirth hold hands

Headed and shelled the small finger-sized river prawns, filled a large bowl with the white and tender prawn meat, and Yang Yang shook his hands.

"Brother Li, how do you make mushroom and shrimp paste?"

"Come on, let's chop the shrimp and shiitake mushrooms first."

Yang Li drained the washed fresh shiitake mushrooms, took out the cutting board, and began to chop them.

Yang Yang always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell. After Yang Li chopped the mushrooms and shrimp into small cubes, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and threw it into the oil pan.

Looking at the burnt diced shiitake mushrooms and shrimps, Yang Yang twitched the corners of his mouth: "Brother Li, is this the shiitake mushrooms and shrimp paste you mentioned?"

"Uh, it should be."

"It's obviously diced fried meat, okay?"

A big bowl of diced mushrooms and shrimps came out, and Yang Li sighed, "Why is it so difficult for me to invent my own food?"

Yang Yang took a sip, and Yang Li probably knocked over the salt shaker. The diced vegetables were too salty, and the oil was drained, so they could only be used to mix noodles with porridge.

The two were making trouble at home, and Aunt Dai went to dig yams and came back with a good meal.When the two brothers packed their backpacks and were about to set off the next day, the simple aunt and uncle couldn't help but blush.

My son is going to work in the city, and it is such a long drive, it must be a big festival before returning.

Back then, there were fewer and fewer dolls who were short and small.

Hugging her son, and crying with Yang Yang, Aunt Dai wiped her eyes and turned around: "I went to clean up the kitchen. Yesterday, these two little bastards turned upside down. You bastards... are outside, don't Nonsense."

"Mom, don't cry." Yang Li chuckled, went to hug his mother and whispered softly, and was patted on the shoulder several times by the other party.

Yang Yang watched, still envious in his heart.

Although the mouth is not good, no matter how far the son goes, the parents always remember it.There is often an ancient poem "A child travels thousands of miles, and the mother is worried."

I don't know one day, I can find a confidant, and it would be nice to miss each other.

After packing a bunch of things, Yang Yang and Yang Li went to the city by car first, rested for a night, and then transferred to Xingcheng.Touching the ass that was about to split into four petals, Yang Yang silently thought about when the road construction in his hometown would start.

When we arrived in the capital, it was still early. Mr. Qin went to Yunnan, and it is said that he will not come back until next Tuesday.Wei Fuming was not there, and neither was Qin Huanlang.

In the kitchen, Yang Yang took out the special products he had brought, and took out the newly dried honeysuckle this year, soaking them in water to drink every day.

This year, someone found a wild bee nest on the mountain, and bought a jar of wild honey, which can be used to soak in water to drink!

Touching and touching, Yang Yang took out a jar and was stunned when he saw it. Yang Li put the "mushroom and shrimp paste" that he had imagined on a whim into his pocket.

Bring it to the noodles and eat it.

After putting the jar away, Yang Yang ran back to his room to take a shower and do exercises by the way.

He's obviously growing up recently, and his calf is throbbing a bit.

Qin Huanlang and Secretary Qin came back at night. Yang Yang was cutting watermelon in a big vest. When he saw someone came back, he handed out the fruit on a plate.

"Student Yang!"

Secretary Qin tore off his tie, picked up the watermelon with one hand and gnawed on it, looking at Yang Yang with incomparably enthusiastic eyes.

"Isn't it hot for you to dress so formally in summer?"

Yang Yang was sweating all over his forehead after tidying up. Looking at the people in suits and leather shoes, he felt that his backs were sweating.

"Provoke me, there's nothing I can do about it." Secretary Qin ate watermelon with a look on his face, Qin Huanlang loosened his tie and picked up a piece too.

Yang Yang felt that sincerity was not his preference, Secretary Qin ate like a slender Zhu Bajie, and Qin Huanlang ate very elegantly and domineeringly - but also ate very wastefully.

Seeing that Qin Huanlang only took a few bites of the sweetest part of the watermelon close to his heart, Yang Yang quit.He reached out to pick up the watermelon Qin Huanlang put on the plate and gnawed it.

"Don't you eat so much? What a waste."

"..."

Qin Huanlang stopped rolling his sleeves: "I'm going to cut it up with a knife and eat it later."

"..."

Yang Yang was embarrassed, holding the watermelon that he ate a mouthful of, he picked it up and didn't put it down.Qin Huanlang looked at him sideways, and smiled: "You eat."

His smile almost blinded Yang Yang's eyes, and Secretary Qin trembled beside him.

The red color spread from Yang Yang's ears to his cheeks, Qin Huanlang stretched out his hand, pulled him over, and started to bite him.

The bright red watermelon was swallowed by the light pink lips, and the juice slid down the chin, flowed over the neck, and dripped into the torn collar, leaving a mark on the skin.

Yang Yang jumped up and didn't want the watermelon anymore. He turned around and rushed into the kitchen with the plate: "I'll cut the watermelon into small pieces for you!"

The melon rind in Secretary Qin's hand fell to the ground. He stared blankly at Qin Huanlang who stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. Seeing him smiling and licking the watermelon thrown into his hand by Yang Yang, his legs were a little weak.

It's not that he's afraid, he thinks...Young Master, why do you have a bit of a sensual smile when you smile...It makes people's bones crumble!

Yang Yang ran into the kitchen, rushed his hands under the faucet, and covered his ears. After a while, he felt that his ears were not so hot. He picked up a fruit knife, peeled the watermelon, cut it into strips and put it in a bowl before serving it again. out.

The atmosphere of the whole dinner was a bit weird, Qin Huanlang smiled like a big bad wolf who had eaten his fill and played with his opponents, and Yang Yang was a little lamb being played with, he stumbled a bit when he walked.Secretary Qin felt that he seemed to be in the wrong place. If he was not at the dinner table, the atmosphere seemed to be right.

As soon as Yang Yang dropped his chopsticks, Qin Huanlang also dropped his chopsticks.

"Baby, where do you want to study in high school?"

"what?"

Yang Yang blinked at Qin Huanlang, then turned around to clean up the dishes.

"I haven't made up my mind yet."

"Think about it, the next semester is the third grade, if you want to take another school, you should prepare."

Yang Yang nodded, and ran to the kitchen to make two cups of honey water, one for Qin Huanlang and one for Secretary Qin.

Yang Yang sat down on the chair and began to think about the issue of further studies.

Although his current grades are good, they are based on the foundation of his previous life and he has played games every year under the high-pressure policy. His shortcomings are also obvious.Physics is not very good.It is said that it is more difficult to advance to high school physics.He must study liberal arts.

What should be fortunate in this life is that I met Qin Huanlang and Wei Fuming, and the English course was basically stress-free.

A small county is better than a small county, but if you can go out and meet more people in a wider world, you may not have other opportunities.

Yang Yang thought carefully, he could basically understand Qin Huanlang's meaning.

Qin Huanlang's family is in the capital, but now the main development efforts are in the new development zone of the Shanghai stock market.And I'm used to being close to him.High school will choose between Beijing and Shanghai.

"Which one is more difficult, the high school in Beijing or the one in Shanghai?"

Seeing Yang Yang's voice, Qin Huanlang took a sip of honey water, the sweet taste made him feel happy.

"It's not easy in Beijing, and the external indicators are very strict."

Qin Huanlang said seriously, and Secretary Qin rolled his eyes beside him.

It's hard, I don't know who asked me to visit the teachers in the college, and I bought a few sets of Xiao Yang's materials, books, etc. to give away, and the road is almost paved.

"In terms of the Shanghai stock market, it will be a little inconvenient for you to go to life. They are still used to speaking the local dialect to communicate. It is not easy."

It's not easy. The Shanghai Stock Exchange sees that you, the God of Wealth, don't like you, so it depends on the child's performance in the exam.

Secretary Qin took a sip of the honey water and found it very mellow.

Yang Yang has been with Qin Huanlang for a long time, and he has also acquired a little habit of small movements. He propped his chin with one hand, and gently clasped it on the table with the other.

I worked hard in the Shanghai stock market in my previous life, so I still have a bit of language foundation.I have a fairly good understanding of the Shanghai stock market.Although the common people in the Shanghai stock market seem indifferent, there are also many kind-hearted people.

In my previous life, I was finally able to set up a small noodle stall in the alley because of the support of the local uncle and aunt.

In fact, my craftsmanship is average, and the noodle stall can only be maintained because the ingredients are fresh and honest, and there is support from the neighbors.

Recalling the simple life in the small alley in his previous life, Yang Yang made a decision.

"I want to be admitted to a high school in Shanghai."

In this life, let yourself understand and even participate in the changes of that city from another angle.

"Decided?"

"kindness."

Qin Huanlang drank the honey water in one gulp, and smacked his lower lip: "This summer, I will go to the Shanghai stock market for a few laps."

Putting down the cup, Qin Huanlang supported his cheeks with one hand, and tapped the table lightly with the other: "By the way, I just discovered that your pen name is... Teacher Yang?"

Yang Yang screamed annoyed: "Hey! Stop talking! The teacher who answered the phone didn't hear clearly! It was a mistake to say it was wrong! You are the sheep!"

After making up his mind, Yang Yang went back to his room and continued to fight for homework.

As soon as Qin Huanlang reminded him, he calculated his manuscript fee by the way.

Both the collection of fairy tales and the new stories have been liked by the readers, and they have also brought Yang Yang a lot of income. The odds and ends add up to [-] yuan, which made Yang Yang so happy that he couldn't help but hit on the bed. Get lost.

Hey, if you write something by yourself, you can also write ten thousand yuan households!

He no longer applied for the school poverty subsidy.When he refused last semester, Teacher Xu was still surprised. He didn't happily agree until he saw his 3000 yuan manuscript fee.For this reason, he was patted on the head and praised again.

After cleaning up today, I also have a small treasury, which is beautiful just thinking about it!

Accidentally overjoyed, Yang Yang lay on the bed and became dazed.Half asleep and half awake, I heard the sound of someone walking back and forth outside, and got up in a daze.

When I opened the door, I heard someone talking downstairs. I glanced at the wall clock, and it was already 12:30 in the evening.

Seemingly hearing Qin Huanlang's voice, Yang Yang went downstairs and rubbed his eyes: "What's wrong?"

Qin Huanlang turned his back to him, wearing a long-sleeved padded pajamas, turned his head when he heard this, Yang Yang was startled.

"What's going on here?"

The handsome devil's face is now red and swollen, his eyebrows and cheekbones are swollen, and his lips are shiny, like two small fat intestines.

Yang Yang rushed over, crying: "What's wrong? How did it happen?"

He reached out to touch Qin Huanlang's forehead, it was a little hot, and touching his face, it was so swollen that there were hard lumps, his neck and hands were also red and swollen in lumps, and there were marks of being scratched, oozing blood.

The helper aunt took out a bowl of crushed garlic water: "The young master ate some noodles before, and I don't know what to add. Now it has become like this, drink some garlic water to detoxify."

"Eat noodle?"

Yang Yang turned his head to look at the kitchen, and as expected, he saw that the jar of shiitake mushrooms and dried shrimps he brought was opened.

"You are allergic!"

Yang Yang gritted his teeth and inhaled: "I forgot to tell you, the jar must have been taken by mistake with Li Ge, and it contained fried diced mushrooms and shrimp meat. You are allergic, it's so serious, let's go Let's go to the hospital!"

Qin Huanlang nodded silently, he didn't bother to change his clothes, he got into the car and went to the hospital to go to the emergency department with the expression of half-smiling on the secretary Qin's face who rushed over in a hurry.

Yang Li, he remembered!