That student turned sex

Ji Xiaohan should have been surprised.

But after listening to Ji's father's words, he couldn't react for a while.

He stared at the card in his father's hand, his eyes fixed, and he didn't speak for a long time.

However, the right hand under the table was scraping his pants unconsciously, showing that he was thinking.

Dad didn't have any opinion at all, which was unexpected.

It's just that, but he still has to give him money to find a studio.

Although Ji Xiaohan always knew that his father was a good father, he never thought that his father would be so good.

For a moment, Ji Xiaohan had a kind of unbelievable thought in his heart, which seemed to be an illusion.

Maybe it was now a picture of his own fantasy?

Ji's father saw that Ji Xiaohan was in a daze, with no reaction on his face, thinking that he was embarrassed to take the card back.

After all, his son has become very sensible since he graduated from junior high school, and it is true that he hardly wants to spend an extra penny at home.

In the past, every time I paid him living expenses, I would push him away, and this must be the case.

Ji's father thought for a while, and then pushed the card in front of Ji Xiaohan, with a tone that only belonged to his father: "You take it, originally this money was rewarded to you by your good grades, Dad This is still borrowing your money to use it, and it is only natural for you to use it."

"Don't be polite to Dad! Don't worry about the situation at home. Your mother and I still have some savings. Besides, the business in the store has started to normal recently, and there is nothing to spend at home."

"You take all of this and spend it. If it's not enough, I'll make it up for you."

Ji Xiaohan didn't listen carefully to what his father was saying at all, he glanced sideways at his father's face.

In the past, my father used to get up early and go late to the construction site to earn money. He was afraid that he and his sister would not be able to spend enough money, saying that children should not eat and drink when they grow up.

Therefore, those who live frugally outside usually have a sallow and thin complexion due to malnutrition, and there is always a layer of melancholy in their brows and eyes, fearing that they will have no money to live in the future.

Because of this, he never told his parents about it because of the family situation.

But it’s different now. Although opening a store must be hard work, the quality of life has indeed improved a lot.

Ji's father looked rosier and more relaxed.

Compared with before, she looked radiant, as if she was ten years younger.

The mental state is completely different.

After Ji Xiaohan finished reading, he lowered his head and lifted the card from the table, pinched a corner with his fingertips, hung it in front of his eyes, and looked carefully.

This card is really ordinary, it's a thin piece, and it doesn't weigh much when picked up, maybe only a dozen grams.

However, such a card has brought so many changes to their family, it is not an exaggeration to say that it has turned upside down.

Maybe there are many things in this world, but there is a kind of inexplicable metaphysics, so it can only be described as miraculous.

Ji Xiaohan was lost in thought.

"If it's not enough, I still have some savings." Grandpa watched from the side, and suddenly reached out to his hand and patted his head caringly, and said.

"Enough, enough." Hearing what Grandpa said, Ji Xiaohan finally stopped thinking about it, and hurriedly refused: "Grandpa, save your money to buy something to eat, don't worry about me."

Grandpa still strokes his hair kindly and caringly, the same way he usually touches Momo: "Grandpa doesn't usually use it."

"Dad," Ji Xiaohan let his grandfather stroke his hair like a dog. He didn't answer his grandfather's words, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and shouted. At the same time, he stood the card upright on the table, pressed the edge of the card with his index finger, and gently Shaking slightly from side to side, raised his head slightly and asked, "What did that classmate of mine tell you?"

Ji's father kept looking at him, and smiled when he heard the words: "I didn't say anything, just, just tell me you like painting."

...

More than a month ago, the National Day holiday.

After dinner that night, everyone else packed up and went back to the house.

Ji's father accepted Ji Xiaohan's card, and planned to go to the county town to find a place the next day.

So I cleaned up my tools for working on the construction site alone in the yard, planning to put them away first.

After Yan Mo and Ji Xiaohan said they wanted to persuade his father, they came out of the bedroom alone.

Yan Mo squatted on the ground beside Ji's father, and Ji's father kicked a small wooden stool for him to sit on.

Yan Mo sat aside, watching Papa Ji tidy up those large tools such as wrenches covered in cement and sand, while chatting with him.

"Uncle, you want to open a shop, have you thought about going to the city to find a place to open a shop?" Yan Mo asked suddenly.

Ji's father listened, smiled, and used a screwdriver to pry the mud.

Of course he thought about it, he had gone to the construction site in the city once or twice before, and the market there was much bigger than the small county town.

However, going to the city was more expensive than the county seat, so he didn't dare to go hastily, and the card didn't have that much money, so he didn't dare to casually.

"It's not so easy to open a store in the city. I just stay in the county." Ji's father kept moving his hands and said to Yan Mo with a smile.

Yan Mo tilted his head, hugged silently who was trotting over from a distance, put it in his arms and put it on his lap, and said, "But, uncle, have you considered these things that happened in your family recently?"

Ji's father didn't know why, so he looked at Yan Mo.

Yan Mo rubbed the soft fur on the dog's head, and said in a serious tone: "I don't think it's safe for you to continue living here in the county. I went out with Xiaohan today to ask people, and only then did I find out that the paint splashed on your house recently was caused by the previous few. The accomplices who were arrested did it."

"Think about it, this is just an accomplice. If the arrested person comes out later, he will definitely trouble you too. How dangerous!"

"I think, since you are going to open a store, you might as well go to the city and move there with your family by the way. Take the opportunity to get out of their sight, so that they can't find them. And the security situation in the city is much better. At that time, the family will live in You don’t have to travel around, you’re safe, and you can make money! How nice? Don’t you think so?”

"That's right," Ji's father understood, he stopped, took a wrench, sat there, thought about it carefully, but he could only smile helplessly: "But it's not easy to do in the city! Hey! I'm not afraid of your jokes, I still have some scruples about your Uncle Ji, after all, I'm not familiar with the place, and I don't understand the market there."

"Uncle, if you are worried about this, then I think I can help you."

Yan Mo stared at Ji's father's questioning gaze and said: "My family is in the urban area. I... Dad knows a lot of people, and some of them are engaged in this field. I can find someone to introduce you to a suitable place."

"Business will definitely pick up."

After finishing speaking, Yan Mo added: "Don't worry, I have a good relationship with Xiaohan. This is a trivial matter, and it's not troublesome. It's not as good as Xiaohan giving me extra lessons. You don't have to be afraid to trouble me."

What Yan Mo said was true, Ji's father really found it a bit troublesome.

However, there is a relationship between people, which is inevitable, and he didn't have to refuse it.

After thinking about it, Ji's father said: "That's fine, then uncle will listen to you!"

"Ah, I see that you like Xiaohan's mother's cooking very much? You will often come to our house for dinner when you are free in the future."

Father Ji thinks about it, this classmate Xiaohan seems to like the food made by his wife very much, so he should be willing.

"Come every day!"

Yan Mo nodded with a smile and said yes: "Then don't think I came here uninvited."

"No! How come!"

After Ji's father finished speaking, he thought that the conversation was over here, so he lowered his head and continued to clean up.

But Yan Mo didn't leave.

"What's the matter? Is there anything else to say?" Ji's father smashed the vise in his hand a few times, seeing hesitation on his face, and said: "If you have something to say, just say it, uncle, I will listen."

"I have something to say." Yan Mo lowered his head and continued to pluck the hair on the dog's head, as if he was considering his tone for a while: "Actually, I want to ask, um, I don't know if uncle has ever thought about hoping that Xiaohan will do it in the future. what?"

After Yan Mo finished speaking, he added a patch: "What kind of university do you want him to go to? Or what career do you want him to pursue in the future?"

Ji's father didn't know what he was asking this for. When he was asked at first, he thought he was asking because he was confused and curious.

"Me, I don't really have a big idea." After the vise was cleaned, Ji's father put the tools in the box and said, "Xiaohan, he has always had good grades. He didn't bother us much after high school. In fact, we didn't I don’t have much culture, so it’s up to him to decide what to do in the future and what university to take.”

"Then what if he wants to be a painter?" After hearing this, Yan Mo smiled and said as if metaphorically, "That's if, if he goes to the Academy of Fine Arts and learns painting in the future, what would you think?"

"Learn to paint..." Ji's father really didn't think about it, thought for a while and said: "I haven't thought about it very much. But, you said that, I think he likes to paint. However, if he really wants to do this, I'm worried that he won't be able to eat enough in the future!"

"You don't know, his grandfather used to do this. Xiaohan's mother couldn't get enough to eat when she was a child. However, I don't know the details. Maybe there are people who can make money?" Ji's father said and shook his head again.

"But it's not good to say this! And I don't know what Xiaohan wants to do. I haven't asked him yet!"

"Then if he wants to, will you support him?" Yan Mo asked tentatively after listening.

"He thinks," Ji's father pursed his lips, glanced at Yan Mo, and said after thinking, "If he really wants to, then I should still support him."

"My child, it's good to have an idea. If you don't let him try it, he'll probably think about it for the rest of his life. This kind of idea will become an obsession if he doesn't try it. It's a pity."

"At least I'm not like his grandfather's father. I should still be able to support him, just enough to feed him."

Ji's father laughed while talking.

Yan Mo also laughed: "Uncle, you are such a good father."

...

Ji Xiaohan also said in his heart: Dad is indeed very good.

Ji's father continued to say: "He mentioned something to me that day, asking me what I would think if you wanted to learn to paint."

"I'm not stupid, this is so obvious. And since he mentioned that, it must be because you have this idea, so he came to test my attitude!"

"At that time, I thought it was you who asked him to come to test, and I wondered why you didn't tell me yourself."

"I didn't expect that you didn't know about this."

"But it doesn't matter. Anyway, from that day on, I have been mentally prepared."

Ji Xiaohan looked at his father: "Then you think I asked him to ask this question, why didn't you come to ask me? Ask me to confirm?"

Ji's father smiled, a little proud: "I thought, this kind of thing is your future after all, you have to decide it yourself and tell me, can't I give you time to oppress you to make a decision? If I haven’t made up my mind to face us, of course I won’t ask.”

"If you give up in the end and don't come to me, it means that your belief on this road is not strong, so I can't ask you."

Ji's father finally patted his son on the shoulder: "Now that you have spoken, it means you have thought about it."

"Your mother and I have no other skills, so I hope everything is fine for you. Now that you have made a decision, work hard and learn at ease!"

...

Before going to bed at night, Ji Xiaohan sat on the edge of the big bed and stared blankly with his mobile phone.

He was still thinking about what his father would say at dinner tonight.

Although Dad meant that he had no objection to disapproval in the first place, this completely put him at ease.

However, it was strange that Yan Mo went to his father to say this so early.

At that time, he hadn't mentioned to Yan Mo that he was going to be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts. How did Yan Mo know that he was going to study painting?

The most important thing is, how did Yan Mo know that his parents might not agree to his learning, so what is he doing to test his father?

The more Ji Xiaohan thought about it, the more strange he felt.

In fact, this strange feeling was not formed at this point tonight.

In the recent period of time, from all aspects, there have been many strange things about Yan Mo.

Yan Mo is really strange!

From the day when the supplementary classes in the summer vacation ended, he suddenly seemed to be a different person.

Obviously at that time, he still had a fight with him during the day, and his words were rude, which was annoying.

In the end, I insisted on staying with him at night, and helped him get back the money from the gallery, and finally stayed at his house for one night.

Since then, man has not been what he used to be.

Love to study, love to act like a baby.

Although he was making up lessons for Yan Mo, he could feel that Yan Mo took good care of him.

In every way.Ji Xiaohan has always been unable to understand this change.

He had always thought that Yan Mo was such a person before, but they didn't deal with each other before, and they hadn't had much contact with each other before, so he didn't know that Yan Mo was like this.

But now, Ji Xiaohan felt that something was wrong.

Because in addition to these changes, Yan Mo also had some strange behaviors.

Until now, Ji Xiaohan didn't know why Yan Mo knew that Feng Jianke had deducted his money.

I don't know how Yan Mo prepared in advance to deal with the thief who broke through the wall that night.

However, just like that day, Ji Xiaohan still had no idea after thinking about it.

For a moment, he thought amusedly, did Yan Mo find someone to tell his fortune?

Ji Xiaohan shook his head, secretly laughing at himself for thinking wildly.

He lowered his head and turned on his phone.

It's already eleven o'clock.

At this point, Yan Mo should be in the dormitory.

Ji Xiaohan sent a message asking him.

Hanhan - [Are you studying? 】

Yan Mo was writing a topic at Ji Xiaohan's desk, when his phone vibrated, he glanced at it out of the corner of his eye and smiled, clicked on it and typed back very quickly.

Yan Mo - [I'm writing a question, what's the matter? 】

Ji Xiaohan received a reply in less than ten seconds after sending it, but before he sent the second one, Yan Mo sent another one.

Yan Mo - [Do you miss me? 】

Ji Xiaohan stared at these words for a few seconds, sighed almost inaudibly, ignored the words behind, and replied.

Han Han - [I have a question for you. 】

Yan Mo was thinking about what to say, but he stopped immediately when he saw it.

He blinked, and instantly understood what Ji's father said, so Ji Xiaohan came to ask.

Yan Mo - [What question do you want to ask me? 】

Yan Mo - [I love you very much!I like you so much!miss you very much! 】

Ji Xiaohan: "..."

Who asked him this! ! !

Ji Xiaohan blushed and thought frantically, what kind of messy replies are these!

Ji Xiaohan was stimulated by this reply, so he didn't beat around the bush and asked directly.

Han Han——[I want to ask you, why did you talk to my father about my wanting to enter the Academy of Fine Arts so early? 】

Yan Mo frowned slightly, the hand holding the pen moved, stroked through the hair with the blunt end of the pen, and looked at Ji Xiaohan's profile picture on the phone.

After a while, he put down his pen to reply.

Yan Mo—[I saw you painting in the dormitory every day, and thought that you like painting so much, and you paint so well, you should be a painter.But I didn't hear you say that you want to apply for the Academy of Fine Arts. 】

Yan Mo - [I thought maybe your family members disagreed!So, when we chatted that day, I asked my uncle a lot by the way. 】

Yan Mo - [I have no other meaning.Don't get me wrong, I didn't intend to make trouble on purpose!real!You believe me! 】

Yan Mo - [Xiao Han, come and ask me, did your father say something?Does he disagree? 】

Is that right?

Regarding what Yan Mo said, Ji Xiaohan hesitated, and he still felt that something was wrong.

However, it is reasonable to think about it carefully, mainly because there is no other explanation besides this!

He tentatively believed Yan Mo's words.

Hanhan—[He didn't say anything, he agreed.I'm just curious, so I'm asking. 】

Hanhan - [It's okay, go to bed early at night.no more. 】

Yan Mo stared at the phone and quickly replied.

Yan Mo - [... I can't sleep!dog lying on the ground.gif]

Yan Mo - [I miss you so much!I can’t do my homework well tonight, and I can’t ask you to tell me what I can’t…]

Yan Mo——【Wronged Baba.gif】

Ji Xiaohan: ...

Ji Xiaohan didn't know what to say, after thinking about it, he replied.

Hanhan - [If you don't, you can send me a screenshot. 】

With a triumphant smile on Yan Mo's face, he quickly turned on the phone camera.

Yan Mo——[[Picture]]

Yan Mo——[[Love you, mua~]]

Ji Xiaohan looked at the interface, the front one was the title, and the one behind it was the emoticon pack—the live-action emoticon pack.

——Yan Mo recorded a small moving picture of a kiss, with sound.

Ji Xiaohan: ...

Ji Xiaohan couldn't see it, he couldn't hold back, and clicked to save.

The author has something to say: [I love you, mua~]

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: falling to the treetops