my vegetable boyfriend

"Hmph~~Hmm~~~"

"Hurry up and make room for me, I won't be in a hurry for work." Mo Yu looked at the little nephew in the bathroom who looked in a good mood while brushing his teeth in the mirror while twisting his hips and humming a song, and said ferociously.

"Oh Lou Lou....Pff~~" Yang Ziqian spit out the water in his mouth into the pool, wiped his mouth gracefully, and didn't "care" about his uncle's bad attitude, humming with crooked eyebrows and eyes Song out of the bathroom.

"Virtue!" Mo Yu saw the child's appearance, and his palms were inexplicably itchy.

Yang Ziqian didn't know at this moment how much he deserved to be beaten, he just wanted to be happy with himself now.Why is he so happy~ It's all because he woke up this morning and found that he "got" his body again ╮(╯▽╰)╭......

Looking at the plaster cast that had disappeared on his left arm, Yang Ziqian speculated that at least nearly a month should have passed since he accidentally "sleeped" one day.

After returning to the house, I put on thermal underwear, a sweater, a cotton vest, and finally thick cotton pants and a down jacket. A brand new "ball" appeared in the mirror.

"Hey..." Looking at the "not cool" fat paper in the mirror, Yang Ziqian had tears in his eyes.There is no way, the winter in the Northeast is very cold, and he is being taken care of by the elderly, so his whole body is "cared for" and "extensive".

Yang "Qiu" struggled to put his schoolbag on his back and was about to go out when the grandma guarding the door caught him again.Grandma wrapped a long, thick white woolen scarf around his neck three or four times, and then put him on a hat that was big enough to press his hair into "bumps" before letting him out.

"Goodbye grandma, goodbye grandpa, goodbye uncle~~"

"How many times have I said it, just say 'I'm leaving' the next time I leave, it's always like this"

The little uncle's voice of finding fault came from his room, but Yang Ziqian ignored him, and skipped downstairs.

"Slow down, don't run... this kid..."

"Got it~~~" Yang Ziqian ran downstairs and responded loudly to his grandma.

Yang Ziqian stepped into the thick white snow as soon as he stepped downstairs, and then happily ran out of the community on his short legs.Running to the corner of the community, he quickly tore off his hat, and then straightened his hair against the reflective surface of the phone booth by the side of the road. He finally breathed a sigh of relief when his hair finally "returned to its original shape".

On the way to school, Yang Ziqian met Long Chenggang who was also wrapped into a ball. The two talked and laughed and arrived at the school gate.

He said he was joking, but in fact it was Yang Ziqian who kept talking, making Long Chengang laugh all the time.And in the process, Yang Ziqian also found that this kid seems to be lively and courageous recently, and he no longer wants to be cautious and twitchy when talking and doing things like that at the beginning.

As soon as he entered the class, it was still chaotic and chattering, but Yang Ziqian found that he seemed to have gotten used to this kind of atmosphere.

"Brother Qian, come here quickly!"

As soon as Yang Ziqian entered the room, Zhao Chaochao at the table in front of him happily waved his paws at him.

Thinking of what happened last time, Yang Ziqian's mood suddenly became less pleasant.

"What's the matter?" Yang Ziqian put down his schoolbag, and immediately removed his "spherical equipment".

"I heard that your brother Xia Kun was pre-recorded by Provincial No. [-] Middle School? Is it true?! This is too awesome!" Zhao Chaochao said, with a longing look on his face.

Yang Ziqian was startled when he heard the words, and quickly asked, "Who did you listen to?"

"Everyone in the school said that, didn't they?" Zhao Chaochao asked suspiciously.

"......Oh..." Yang Ziqian said absent-mindedly, and then analyzed the pros and cons in his mind if Xia Kun really went to Provincial No. [-] Middle School.

The education model of Provincial No. [-] Middle School belongs to the cold and rigid type of exam-oriented education. Apart from studying, nothing is important.Boys go in to have their hair cut, and girls go in to cut their hair short, but these are not the key. The key is that the school speaks from top to bottom based on grades. What the teachers do all day is to give students lectures, leave questions, lecture questions, and leave questions , and what students do all day long is to do questions, do questions, do questions, and do questions... Teachers force a lot of dead knowledge into the students' minds like an indoctrination machine, In this way, batch after batch of academic gods and academic masters were cultivated.

This kind of education model has indeed allowed it to monopolize the hegemony of the provincial high school entrance examination all the year round, but it has many disadvantages.Now these years I can't see much, but when the country vigorously promotes and advocates quality education in a few years, its rather typical education model will be taken out and criticized by some "sighted people".

Most of the children taught in Provincial No. [-] Middle School have lost the ability to learn independently. Once they leave the "hands-on" teachers, not only their grades will decline severely, but some of their mentality will also collapse due to "unbearable frustration".Because junior high school is at the beginning of adolescence, this time is an important period for the growth and establishment of the heart and values, and the education model of the Provincial No. [-] Middle School makes children almost lose this kind of mental sharpening and growth during this stage. There are two extremes for children who graduate from this school and go to high school.

The first type is due to the children who have wrong values ​​in the intense test-taking competition environment. This kind of children will always put learning first in life, give up communication, play, and what they think "doesn't matter" in their hearts. Communicate with the outside world until I become a "nerd" as people often say.The second type of students is because of the decline in grades caused by the inability to adapt to active learning after entering higher education, and because of the decline in grades, they cannot bear the setbacks psychologically, and eventually lead to depression and complete loss of fighting spirit.

Although he knew that his male god would never become a nerd and would not lose his fighting spirit in the end, Yang Ziqian couldn't help but worry.So he rushed downstairs after class, intending to sound out the other party's tone. If the other party really planned to go to Provincial No. [-] Middle School, he would find a way to mess up the matter... It's a big deal. Lin Shan is making a fuss! .....well...probably....maybe you won't be beaten.....

As soon as he ran to the gate of Class No. [-], Yang Ziqian saw the male god talking with a girl with braids in the corridor with a smile on his eyes.

! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

The male god is actually smiling at others! ! ! ! !

Huge chest tightness suddenly hit, and Yang Ziqian's head buzzed.

Although he never dared to expect any possibility between himself and Xia Kun, seeing such a scene with his own eyes still made his heart ache.

Yeah... isn't it a matter of time?Xia Kun is so good, and there are so many girls chasing her, even if he meets Xinyi one day, it's normal...

Yang Ziqian became emotional, and he was so uncomfortable that he turned around and was about to go back.

"Yeah~ Xiaoyang~ I'm leaving without saying hello~"

Before Yang Ziqian could react, a big wet hand that was still dripping with water was placed on his shoulder.

"...you...what is in your hand! Rubbing me all over..." Yang Ziqian was taken aback, and when he turned around, he saw the carefree Wang Kui. In order to cover up the strange emotion he just showed, He quickly grabbed the big hand and choked.

"Oh, you said this, I just went to the toilet to pee...but~~the toilet stopped water again today...so guess what this is? Hahaha...." As Wang Kui said, he deliberately flicked the water on Yang Ziqian's face.

"Ahhh!!" Yang Ziqian went up and hit Wang Kui. He knew that Wang Kui was teasing him on purpose, but the other party was too indebted to be beaten like that. He couldn't relieve his anger without punching him twice.

Wang Kui smiled and let the "thin" Yang Ziqian hit him twice. After seeing the other party stop tired, he put his head towards him mysteriously while smiling cheaply, "Look, isn't it pretty!"

Yang Ziqian looked in the direction Wang Kui pointed, and saw that the girl who was asking the question was the girl Xia Kun was talking to.

"Hmm..." Although Yang Ziqian felt depressed, he had to admit that the female voice was very delicate, with willow eyebrows and almond eyes, and a pair of small dimples when she smiled.

"That's right! I have good eyesight!" Wang Kui heard Yang Ziqian's affirmation, his eyes lit up immediately, and the tail behind him was almost raised.

When Yang Ziqian heard the other party's words, he had a flash of inspiration, and asked tentatively, "What do you mean you have a good eye? Is that girl...?"

"Hey hey.... If there are no accidents, she will be your future sister-in-law~" After finishing speaking, Wang Kui snorted twice proudly.

When Yang Ziqian heard that "something is strange", he hurriedly asked.

It turned out that this was one of Wang Kuixiang's schoolgirls. After Wang Kui secretly "contacted" her for a while, he wanted Xia Kun to help him find out about her.

"You two are a perfect match! Talented and beautiful! Made in heaven! I support you! If you can't win, you are not my brother Kui!!!......" Yang Ziqian "morale boosted" after knowing the cause and effect of the matter , exultingly praised Wang Kui.

Wang Kui "......"

The girl left after a while, and Xia Kun also turned around to look at the two who had been poking around on the other side of the corridor.

Yang Ziqian saw the male god whom he hadn't seen for "a long time", and immediately dropped Wang Kui, who was "boosted" by him, and jumped to the side of the male god.

"Brother Kun~~hehe..." Yang Ziqian frowned, with a "fascinating attitude".

"What's the matter?" Xia Kun looked at the particularly energetic child in front of him and asked with raised eyebrows.

"Oh... oh yes! I have something to do!" Yang Ziqian regained his composure, and quickly asked about the rumor that the male god was going to No. [-] Middle School.

"No. [-] Middle School? They did look for me, but I didn't agree." Xia Kun saw that the child was here to "care" about him, so when he replied, his face softened unconsciously.

"Huh? Why didn't you agree?...Then where are you going?" Yang Ziqian was very surprised when he heard the other party's words. Given many "preferential policies", ordinary schools, teachers, and parents would support students to go, not to mention that it is a middle school that produces top students in the high school entrance examination every year, but Xia Kun actually said that he refused?

"I'm planning to go to the fifth middle school...... I think your grades are also good, you can also come to the fifth middle school in the future, and you can still be my junior." Xia Kun didn't elaborate on the reason, but smiled Patting Yang Ziqian on the shoulder, he casually said something extremely "provocative".

[Woo ---------] Yang Ziqian's brain boiled out of the oven, pushing up his skull.

"You can still be my apprentice..."

"You can still be my apprentice......"

Yang Ziqian was intoxicated in the "beautiful artistic conception" of that sentence and couldn't extricate himself. He didn't even hear what Xia Kun said next. It wasn't until Wang Kui who came from behind and patted him awake that he realized that the male god had entered the room. Class is gone.

"Hey, you're still not leaving, you want to come to our class? The class bell has already rung." After Wang Kui finished speaking, he went back to the classroom before the teacher entered the class.

Yang Ziqian came to his senses completely, and hurried upstairs.

Xia Kun returned to the class and sat back in his seat, because the child’s question just now reminded him of the caring nagging at the beginning, “No. Not to mention, the top students don't go anywhere according to No. [-] middle school. Although the quality of students varies and there are many small gangsters, but with your current skills, you can definitely run rampant! Not to mention me~ hahaha~~~ Really, you believe me......." Thinking of this, Xia Kun showed a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth.

Yang Ziqian stepped on the spot and ran into the classroom before the English teacher entered the room, and then he was not surprised to see the distorted face of the English teacher......

In the class, Yang Ziqian, who "beautifully" resolved the "difficulties" sat down amidst the intense applause of his classmates = younger brothers. Seeing that the English teacher ignored him, Yang Ziqian sank down and thought about himself carefully because of the sudden feeling just now. things come.

It has been nearly half a semester since he entered the body of "him", although he is often trapped in the body of "him", but these days, he still has a certain degree of awareness about the people and things around him. Impact.And after seeing the results of these influences, he also raised the idea of ​​"whether he can change his own future".

That day when he went to see Xia Kun, who had just cheered up, he wanted to break his mind at once, and also wanted to get a sliver of affirmation and courage from him that he wanted to "move forward for himself". (The male god invited him to eat at home) and missed the opportunity to speak, making it even more difficult to break his unrequited love... (excessively excited...).And then what happened to Su Bishu and Deng Santong happened immediately, which also made him temporarily forget the thoughts that arose in him at that time.

However, when I think about it today, Yang Ziqian suddenly realizes that he is already in his 20s, and his mind is still so weak and timid. Could it be that he is willing to accept the support and recognition of others? Don't try it?

Originally, he came here to change Xia Kun's future, but now the fate of the other party has been changed, but he himself is trapped here...... He does not regret it With his own decision, he was very satisfied to see the other party's life getting better and better, and this change of fate also made him have some thoughts that he didn't dare to think about before.Originally, he just wanted to do his best to make up for some of the regrets of his "previous life" with his family and friends, but now his mentality is a little different. He thought... Since he is capable now, Why don't you try to see if you can realize the dream that he has long since given up......

After school, Yang Ziqian, who said hello to his little uncle (going to Xia Kun's house), carried a small schoolbag and walked to Su Bi's house on the thick white snow.

As soon as he entered the small room, thick and choking gray smoke rushed towards his face, almost smoked out Yang Ziqian who had just taken off his scarf.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough...you...you want to burn the house down!" Yang Ziqian coughed until his tears flowed, pointing at Su Bishu who was squatting by the stove to light the fire.

"Ah, why are you here, come in quickly, it's cold outside..." Su Bishu was wearing a gray torn padded jacket, adding firewood to the stove.However, it may be because the stove is damp or not ventilated. Not to mention that the fire is not strong, it is still smoking.

Yang Ziqian looked at the silly uncle with black dust on his face and tears from the corners of his eyes, and then looked at the messier decoration in the low room than before, and unconsciously felt sorry for this "friend who forgets the year" I came here to ask you, did you want your money back?" Yang Ziqian said as he closed the door, because he found that the temperature in Su Bishu's house was not much different from the outside, so he still kept some warmth for him Bar.

"Huh?...Didn't I tell you?" Su Bishu finished filling the firewood at this time, patted the torn padded jacket, and poured a cup of hot water for Yang Ziqian while letting him into the house.

"Uh... oh, I forgot." Yang Ziqian had "sleeped" for a long time this time, so he didn't know that little Yang Ziqian already knew about it.

"Hey... the fat donkey lied to me. The money he borrowed from me was not borrowed by the old stool at all, but let him play it all by himself..." Said, Su Bishu He showed a pitiful expression that was both resentment and bewilderment.

Yang Ziqian "......"

Yang Ziqian was really speechless. He didn't doubt the credibility of his brother-in-law because of what Su Bishu said. In addition, Yang's father also suffered at the hands of that scumbag Deng Santong, so he was also overwhelmed for a while. I went directly to confront Deng Santong...... I didn't expect the result..........

"Then go ask your brother-in-law for it!" Yang Ziqian said excitedly.

"But...he has already run away..." Su Bishu replied aggrieved.

"...Then...then you have an IOU from him, don't you? You call the police and arrest him and sue him." Yang Ziqian's voice suddenly became sharp when he was anxious.

"...that...didn't I tell you...he exchanged the IOU with me...he gave me the old stool's IOU....for the one he gave me I went back......but the old stool is fake......" Su Bishu was embarrassed to say it here, after all, he was an adult and a child It's a bit embarrassing to admit that I was so stupid to be fooled by this method.

Yang Ziqian "........."

Yang Ziqian, with a gloomy and helpless face, was silent for a while, and then asked, "Has your lung disease been cured yet?"

Su Bishu shook his head.

"Your family really has no money at all?" Yang Ziqian asked anxiously, frowning.

"There are... some...but it's the dowry money for my daughter..." Su Bishu said about his daughter, with a hint of pride flashing on his face.

"You're not sick!! You're about to get cancer and you still think about it!!!!" Yang Ziqian was really angry this time, he really couldn't figure out how the stupid uncle in front of him had such a brain!

Su Bishu looked at the child who was jumping and scolding him, instead of being angry, he even smiled happily. (no friends...silly uncle no one cares...)

"You're still laughing! Does your daughter know about your situation?!" Yang Ziqian suppressed his anxiety at this moment, and then asked.

"Hmm..." Su Bishu nodded.

Yang Ziqian opened his eyes wide and stared at the other party in disbelief, "Then she didn't persuade you to see a doctor first?!!!"

"She...is just in junior high school now, maybe she is busy with studies, and she only comes back once a month or two when she lives in school... she doesn't have that much time..." Su Bishu said with his head down, a pair of chapped rough hands Rubbing up unnaturally.

"Where does she go to school? She has to come back once a month or two?" Yang Ziqian continued to ask the truth. He felt that this matter might not be what the silly uncle said.

"in five"

Hearing the answer, Yang Ziqian immediately shouted sharply, "Every time she comes back, she asks you for money, right?!"

Su Bishu didn't answer Yang Ziqian, but Yang Ziqian had already seen that the answer was yes.

"Damn!!!!" Yang Ziqian burst into a foul-mouthed sentence, and then he shouted in a panic, "Such a daughter is still going to school for her?!!! White f*cking!"

Su Bishu was taken aback by the child's reaction at first, but then he frowned unhappily after hearing Yang Ziqian's words, apparently extremely dissatisfied with Yang Ziqian's bad words about his daughter.

Although Su Bishu didn't refute it, Yang Ziqian laughed angrily when he saw him like that. He hated the kind of dead children who disregarded their parents' life and death, disliked their parents' embarrassment, and were selfish. He usually saw news on TV that they treated their biological parents harshly He couldn't help cursing a few words, and he didn't expect to meet the real one today. "Tell me! Are you waiting to die now?! Or just earn some more if you can! Even thinking about throwing money on yourself. Sell ​​all the good parts that can be sold, leave a sum of money for your daughter, and then go to the west?!"

Su Bishu was taken aback after hearing this, but did not refute.

"You're an idiot!!! Don't say I know you!!!" Yang Ziqian went crazy, he didn't know where he got so angry, he slammed the door and ran away after swearing.

Su Bishu looked at the door that was knocked open and the snowflakes blowing in, and suddenly felt that it was freezing cold.

"Can you stop coming to hold parent-teacher meetings for me in the future? My mother at the same table said you have a smell, and I was laughed at!"

"Ah... no... no, this is not my dad, he is... our worker, my dad sent him to pick me up... um, okay, byebye~"

"Give me some more money! It's useless for you to keep the money, wait to bring it into the coffin!"

................

Su Bishu recalled his daughter's words and words, and suddenly put his head on the cold kang... The stove went out at some point... ..

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Early on Saturday morning, Su Bishu was wearing a thick cotton coat and was about to get on his old rusty bicycle to go to work when he suddenly saw a small figure in a blue cotton jacket.

Yang Ziqian walked up to Su Bishu with his mouth pursed, and seeing that the other party also lowered his head and said nothing, he said in a low voice, "We are still friends!"

Su Bishu originally thought that the child would never talk to him again, but he didn't expect that the child would come to him again after a few days. After hearing the child's words, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "...you...you said Forget it..."

"Then I'll borrow money from you, will you borrow it or not?" Yang Ziqian looked at the silly uncle's look, and hummed angrily before he completely calmed down.

When Su Bishu heard that the child wanted to borrow money, Su Bishu's face froze, and he became entangled immediately, and did not speak for a long time.

"Hmph!" Yang Ziqian deliberately snorted coldly, and then made a gesture to leave.

"Borrow, how much to borrow..." Su Bishu saw that the relationship that had been eased with great difficulty was about to "break up", so he hurriedly said, but the voice was trembling with lack of confidence.

"Borrow as much as you want~" Yang Ziqian turned around happily when he heard the other party's reply, his two small eyes were full of joy after success.

Su Bishu "......"

Two hours later, a stock exchange........

"This...the money is gone?..." Su Bishu shook his shoulders, holding a stack of receipts in his hand with a pale face.

"Well~ just wait and worship me~ mortal~~~" Yang Ziqian shook his neck pretending to be chic, and left the exchange without looking back.

So the people in the hall saw a strange scene on this day. A blue "ball" led a gray uncle and bought a lot of "junk stocks" that "industry insiders" were not optimistic about.