Professional Sugar Sprinkler Instruction Manual

Ye Ya listened to the prickly talk in the restaurant for more than two hours, the dishes were cold, and the prickly head was still drunk, and the smell of alcohol sprayed directly on Ye Ya's face while talking.

Ye Ya touched his face and continued to smile, "Brother, you are really amazing!"

"That's right! I used to attend the New Year's Eve party when I was studying!" Thorn put his arms around Ye Ya's shoulders, got very close and hiccupped, Ye Ya was almost smoked to death, "Wait and sing , brother will show you a hand!"

"No, brother, I'm going home to cook for my dad." Ye Ya tilted her head calmly, and moved her head away quietly, for fear of being choked by the alcohol.

Because of the incident where he gave Ji Huaiyuan a red envelope, he had to apologize and come back for supper.

Ye Ya thought about it, the more he got worse, why did he need to make an apology for sending out red envelopes?

Thorn frowned, his expression became fierce, he slapped Ye Ya's right shoulder, and his tone became ridiculously serious, "When did you have a father?"

The stab head was half-drunk, and his strength didn't matter. Ye Ya was almost slapped into shoulders by his slap. He slightly raised his shoulders and said with a sneer, "Hey, it's the stepdad."

"You don't even have a mother, who found you a stepdad?" the stabbing head said aggressively.

Ye Ya was almost helpless, he really wanted to say that he was the one who looked for him...

Ye Ya thought for a while, then asked hesitantly, "Then... little dad?"

Stab was so angry that his beard blew up, he chased and beat Ye Ya all over the restaurant, Ye Ya ran around with his head in his arms, and other customers in the restaurant watched the excitement for nothing.

After running a few laps, Statou sat on his seat exhausted and out of breath, sober from the drink, he looked like he hated iron and steel, "Brother purposely came to eat alone with you, is this how you repay me? Are you going to leave after eating?"

Ye Ya was young and strong like a normal person, and sat down with a smile on his face. After getting along with him, he was no longer afraid of being stabbed, and he spoke with an open mind and said, "Brother, let's make an appointment next time. Next time we come to your concert, even the mobile phone I don’t even bring it, just listen to your singing, how about it? There’s really no way, I really have another dad, don’t ask why, I don’t even know why he adopted me, don’t you know that I moved, just I moved to his house, he is very strict, and he is forcing me to study these days, and I have to go to school even after school starts."

Concentrating on the reason, the stabbing head asked, "Is he rich?"

Ye Ya thought for a while, and replied, "Very rich."

"That's almost it." Stabhead nodded in self-approval, "All rich people love to do charity. There is so much money that there is nowhere to spend it. I guess it is helping you."

When Ye Ya was told by the stab head, he actually felt that it made sense. He stared at the stab head with a serious expression, his eyes were empty, and fell into his own contemplation.

Maybe it was because he knew Ji Huaiyuan before, and he happened to have no father or mother and was young, so Uncle Ji showed mercy to him and gave him relief?

It's not because Uncle Ji... wants a son to take care of him.

Ye Ya's face was filled with embarrassment, thinking that she was bluntly saying in front of Ji Huaiyuan last night whether she wanted to recognize him as her son, she was almost too ashamed to bear to look directly at him.

Stingtou took a sip of the wine and narrowed his eyes to see Ye Ya's face turning blue and red, and smiled knowingly, "Forget it, you'd better go back, don't leave a bad impression on him."

Ye Ya was in her own mood, obedient also went in one ear and out the other, and responded perfunctorily: "Okay."

The stabbing language reminded Ye Ya earnestly: "Remember, you have to please him well. If he is dissatisfied, he will leave you alone. Who do you cry to? But it's okay, you can hang out with brother when the time comes, as long as you It’s fine if you don’t think my hands are dirty.”

Ye Ya was stunned for a moment, but didn't react for a moment: "Huh?"

"Brother has been struggling in society for several years, and he can be regarded as good at judging people." The stab head picked up a chopstick of peanuts and put them in his mouth, smashing them, "You boy is smart and smart." You can talk, and you are tactful, but the good news is that you are not bad, so you can go back and continue studying. I asked Zhang Le last time, and he said that you dropped out of school? Isn’t this a good opportunity now, someone sponsors you to study, you Just work harder, and in the future, you will be an official to cover us, so that brother can also taste what it's like to have someone back you."

Hearing this, Ye Ya felt his heart warm. He held up his wine glass and offered a toast, and said after a sip: "Brother, don't worry, I will definitely not forget you if I am in my early years. Good morning, I still have to rely on you now, just don't think I'm incompetent."

The night is like water.

Ye Ya narrowed his eyes and stared at the bustling street. The night wind blew his black hair, removing a lot of the smell of alcohol.

His mind was buzzing with the repeated words of the stabbing head.

You have to please him well.

please him.

Ye Ya clicked his tongue twice, and patted his forehead heavily to wake himself up.

He took out his mobile phone and checked the time. Seeing that it was not too late, he gritted his teeth and called a taxi. When he arrived at the gate of the community, he argued for a while because the taxi driver rounded up and overcharged him by two yuan. Finally, he strictly followed the meter. After paying the fare on the bus, Ye Ya got off the car satisfied.

Ye Ya opened the door, and the room was pitch black except for the light on the balcony. He turned on the light, bent over to change his shoes, and shouted loudly, "Uncle Ji, I'm back—"

Ji Huaiyuan's cold voice came from the balcony: "I'm here."

Ye Ya ran over and leaned against the door frame with a smile, "What do you want to eat? I'll check the recipe and make it right away."

Ji Huaiyuan thought for a moment, "Cold bitter gourd, is there still beer in the refrigerator?"

"Bitter melon? You haven't eaten tonight?"

Ji Huaiyuan got up and walked this way, Ye Ya moved sideways to give way, he walked to the kitchen and said, "I ordered takeaway, but it wasn't delicious, so I didn't eat a few bites."

Ye Ya also followed, and joked: "Is it because I'm so good at cooking that you can't eat takeaway?"

Ji Huaiyuan stopped his movements, put his right hand on the refrigerator door, and after serious thinking, he replied, "Is that so."

Ye Ya raised his eyebrows in surprise, and immediately raised his voice happily: "I'll make you cold bitter gourd right away!" He suddenly remembered what the stabbing said, to please Ji Huaiyuan, so he asked again, "Is there anything else you want to eat? Do!"

"There's beer." Ji Huaiyuan took out a can of beer without paying attention, raised the corner of his mouth, and asked Ye Ya with sideways eyes, "Do you want to drink?"

Ye Ya waved his hand, "No, I just had a drink with my friend."

"I can smell it." Ji Huaiyuan said, and said after a while, "Drink less in the future, you are still developing."

Ye Ya is in a good mood today, and agreed very readily: "Okay!"

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In the following days, Ye Ya has been adhering to the prickly teachings to earnestly carry out the task of pleasing Ji Huaiyuan. Now he has only explored a way to please Ji Huaiyuan, which is cooking. Every time he makes Ji Huaiyuan nod and praise, Ye Ya proudly It's about to tilt up.

However, the good times did not last long.

Ye Ya's days of pretending to study while messing around every day are over.

School is about to start.

It's time for a test.

Now, I'm afraid Ji Huaiyuan won't be able to please Ji Huaiyuan even if they make a Manchu banquet.

He knows his background, he doesn't even know how many letters there are in English, so he still takes the test like this?Ji Huaiyuan will see that he hasn't studied seriously during this period of time.

Moreover, the problem before him was not a test, but... Which school should he go to?

He dropped out of school in the first semester of the second year of junior high school. The school had to pay fees for one thing and another, which was really boring. He went to scold the school leaders at the flag-raising ceremony on Monday and left school smartly without even asking for a schoolbag.

It is probably impossible to go back to the previous school now, so how can I find an excuse to tell Ji Huaiyuan about transferring to another school...

Ye Ya was very distressed.

On this day, Ji Huaiyuan was cooking in the evening after finishing the three subjects of Chinese, Mathematics and English.

Ye Ya hesitated at the kitchen door for a long time, her dark and bright eyes fixed on Ji Huaiyuan's back, as if trying to turn Ji Huaiyuan around.

He hesitated for a long time, finally gritted his teeth and walked over shyly, called Ji Huaiyuan, and said hesitantly, "Can I discuss something with you?"

Ji Huaiyuan lowered his eyes and took out the pasta and put it in cold water to disperse. He took the time to glance at Ye Ya, "What's the matter?"

This not-so-salty voice made Ye Ya even more uneasy.

He felt like he was back when he was asking his grandfather for money, he was nervous and had to bite the bullet.

"Can I...can I... transfer to another school?" Ye Yagang made an excuse immediately after hesitating this sentence, and confessed himself as if he was afraid that Ji Huaiyuan would ask why, "The style of study in my previous school was not very good, I don't want to stay here There, I want to change the environment..."

Ji Huaiyuan drained his slender body unhurriedly. Thinking of the child's grades in three main subjects today, he still thought the school's style of study was not good. He smiled but said: "Okay."

"Ah?" Ye Ya subconsciously made a sound of surprise, he didn't expect Ji Huaiyuan to agree so neatly.

"Jing Yuan donated a building to his alma mater some time ago, you can go to this school," Ji Huaiyuan glanced sideways at Ye Ya, "Try the feeling of going through the back door."

Ye Ya: "..."

"Who is Jing Yuan?"

To actually donate a building to the school, which is more generous than Ji Huaiyuan's funding for him... What a charitable family...

Ji Huaiyuan replied, "My brother."

Ye Ya opened his eyes wide: "Uncle Ji, do you have an older brother?"

Ji Huaiyuan nodded, "Are you going to this school? If so, I'll go and tell him."

"Okay!" Ye Ya agreed without hesitation.

As long as there is a school that wants him, that's fine!

At the dinner table, Ye Ya gnawed on the noodles, thinking about his brother's donation to the school. Now that the house price is so high, he might not be able to buy a house by himself in his life, let alone buy it for someone else... Ye Ya Aya's scalp tingles just thinking about it.

"Uncle Ji, your brother is really rich." Ye Ya sighed sincerely.

Ji Huaiyuan pondered for a moment, and his tone was thought-provoking: "He prefers money."