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The three of them didn't go far, when the roar of a heavy-duty locomotive roared behind them. The movement came from far to near, and they heard the sound. The rolling movement was indescribable, and it directly fed the three people with car exhaust on their faces——

Qian Xiaoshan waved her hand twice between her nose, coughed dryly, and complained, "Why are you driving!"

Thinking about the good eyesight, he spat in the direction of the locomotive that had already run away without a trace, "Fuck! It's Xiao Shuai!"

The flamboyant Yamaha R6, not to mention the whole school, is the only one in this district who dares to go on the road so arrogantly!

"Is that the handsome physical education teacher just now?" As a girl, Qian Xiaoshan doesn't understand cars, but it doesn't affect her knowing the handsome guy. "He drives this kind of car to school?"

"Well, the guy who got 500 million yuan is so courageous if he dares to drive at the school gate." Thinking about it, he said angrily, "It must be because he has watched too many Hong Kong movies... Damn? What about carrying people?!"

Just now, the speed of R6 exceeded 180, and it almost passed by them in a flash, but I thought that I could still see people on the back seat of the locomotive within less than a second of passing by.

"He deserves to be caught by the principal a few times!"

Good-looking people's teachers go to work at R6 every day, and it's fine to switch to other middle schools, but they are still in their favor. It is precisely because of the bad influence that they will be interviewed by the school leaders from time to time, and they will specially help them The school regulations were changed to specifically restrict the transportation of the school staff, but unfortunately the person concerned didn’t take it seriously at all, no matter how well-spoken or coercive or lure the higher-ups were, they still went their own way after the interview. Heavy motorcycles could not enter the school, so he left the car outside. In the parking lot, the road is one foot tall and the devil is ten feet high, so it doesn't matter at all.

From another point of view, this handsome teacher may also be the originator of the gang of rebellious bastards in No. [-] Middle School.

"He's pretty handsome..." Qian Xiaoshan is a typical person who looks at her face and talks. She was full of exhaustion and resentment at first, but when she thought about Xiao Shuai, she immediately switched to the filter mode automatically, making the handsome motorcycle rider Zi Zi connected with Xiao Shuai, "I don't know who is so lucky to get in his car."

He wanted to look at her with a shocked face, "Girl, your transformation is a bit fast!"

Qian Xiaoshan laughed loudly, "You have to learn to be tolerant, he is really handsome!" After finishing speaking, she still did not forget to pull the alliance: "You think so, Lele? Isn't Xiao Shuai super handsome?"

Yu Jinle, who wanted to lower his sense of presence as much as possible, was suddenly brought into the topic, and he was stunned for a while before he realized, "Yeah, handsome."

Can not being handsome be popular in the whole region?

"Can Shuai be eaten as a meal?" Thinking that his attention had been diverted by the topic of Xiao Shuai, but this time Qian Xiaoshan pulled him back, and then he remembered that he was still angry with Yu Jinle. I didn’t understand it, and I heard him praise others for being handsome, and I was angry at myself, “Don’t be superficial, that’s not called handsome, it’s called pretending! You’re already in your decades and you’re still so uncertain. What about the school section here? , I’m really going to bump into someone, I can’t even cry!”

He's only in his thirties, so how come he's already in his teens?

Qian Xiaoshan and Yu Jinle were stunned by his righteous words.

If you don't agree with each other, you will attack personally. Didn't you just be respectful and respectful in school?

"Don't even think about heavy motorcycles! Don't do porcelain work without that diamond, you can't even ride a bicycle steadily! What about R6? Don't blame me for not warning you, you can kill yourself on the street in minutes with that thing !"

Yu Jinle: "..." Didn't he just boast about being handsome?Why did the artillery fire on him again?And when did he stop riding a bicycle? !

The time to fill the schedule always slips faster than anything else.

The ball game and the top ten are still in the preparatory stage, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching quietly.

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival came early, it was only a week after the start of school, and the class was not hot yet, so it rushed up.

The Mid-Autumn Festival in Chaozhou-Fujian area is a big festival. Every family worships ancestors and worships gods. It is customary not to mention it. In some places, there are folk activities such as burning pagodas with strong regional colors.

I thought that when I was a child, I could make sugar cakes with my grandparents in my hometown and worship the Rabbit King. After the family moved to the city, they became completely immigrants. Worshiping gods and ancestors, even school is not closed, so apart from a richer dinner, August [-]th has no special meaning at all to Bian Xiang.

If it weren't for the crowd of strangers who came and went to the door recently, he would have almost ignored this festival.

There are two default rituals in the city here, which are the big festivals, one is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the other is the Spring Festival.

This phenomenon is not limited to Bianjia.

There are as many families as there are in this entire dormitory area, and as many visitors have stepped into this community for them.

It seems to be a logical phenomenon, and if you can't refuse it, you can only silently accept it.

Those who really want to ask people rarely choose to come to the door during this time period, because the leaders are very busy, busy attending various dinners and meeting various ghosts and gods, most of the people who appear at this time are just brushing their faces After a while, let's look familiar at the leader's end, and hope that one day in the future I can take advantage of this shallow relationship.

Thinking about it, he hadn't seen his dad at the dinner table for almost a week, and he smelled of alcohol almost every day when he came back.

The battle is mutual, where on the battlefield are only those who come to the door to salute, shouting and shouting, and his father and the like are taking over the baton in the front.

People in the arena involuntarily.

At ten o'clock in the evening, when she was thinking about walking out of the room with her slippers on, Shen Yunjia was worrying about the gift-filled mooncakes, tea, tobacco and alcohol all over the floor.

In the drama that has been played out every day recently, Secretary Bian can still treat him politely when he is at home. When Secretary Bian is not there, those people will just give a phone call, leave their things and leave.

Today is even worse, there are boxes of wine and cigarettes, and the moon cake gift bags in the same packaging are piled up all over the floor.

While thinking about clicking his tongue, "These are all delivered by the same person?"

The things sent by different people are piled up in a variety of ways. Even the bags and packaging are the same. They must have been delivered by the same person. of?"

Shen Yunjia pawed at the cardboard boxes piled up on the floor and said sadly, "Oh, how are these things arranged? The storage room is full!"

A family of three, excluding the cigarettes, alcohol and mooncakes brought out by Bian’s father in order to maintain the relationship with his colleagues, in fact, the family’s consumption is extremely limited, and it’s a good thing to think that this young man’s appetite is touching. "Are you hungry? Take out the moon cakes and eat them. I won't make you a supper. These are enough for you to eat for a long time."

Mooncakes are different from cigarettes and alcohol: if you can’t finish your own consumption, you can take them to a tobacco shop outside to resell, and if you don’t, you can pile them up at home and use them slowly; but mooncakes have a short shelf life, which is really worrying.

"Let me take a look." While thinking about picking up a box, um, double yellow and white lotus paste, it's okay.

"Comrade Shen Yunjia, you are using mooncakes as an excuse to be lazy!" He knocked on the tin box and began to tear off the packaging. Although he accepted these flavors, he couldn't bear to think about the stock. He would have to eat it until the year of the monkey. go!

"Mr. Zhang next door said that his grandson's school cafeteria takes the mooncakes that he can't eat every year to stir-fry. What kind of mooncakes are fried with watermelon? Mooncakes are fried with pineapples. How about I stir-fry them for you too?"

While trying to unpack the mooncake box, he paused, looked up in shock, "Your tricks of abusing minors are amazing!!!"

Shen Yunjia moved a chair and sat down, her brows remained untied, "It's not a problem to have so many, why don't you send some to a classmate's house?"

The several layers of transparent glue on the moon cake box sealed several thick layers, and he was a little bit broken when he took it apart.

"Who can I give it to?" I haven't reached the age of giving cigarettes, wine and tea, and I think it's inexplicable to give these things to my classmates, "You say, most of my classmates live in this community, and you think there will be fewer families here?" Have you bought these things?"

That's true, every household in the same circle as Bian's is the same now, and no one has a house full of etiquette.

Shen Yunjia rested her cheeks on her hands, feeling even more distressed.

"I'm in charge of solving the double-yellow white lotus seed paste. I can't do anything else." While trying to pout at a few bags with "five benevolence" written on them, "Those you two husband and wife find a way to solve-"

"Bang!"

The transparent glue was torn to the last layer. He broke off the lid of the box to reveal a corner of the box, but was shocked by the stuff inside and smashed the iron mooncake box—full of stacks of money, every There are white paper bundles on the top of the stack, ten thousand and one stacks, the box in hand alone is full of packs and stuffed with four stacks!

"!!!"

He glanced in shock at other mooncakes, cigarettes and alcohol in the same package on the ground, and met Shen Yunjia who was also surprised.

The world is not black and white, he understands this, he also knows that his father is involved in hidden power and money transactions, and he understands what should be ignored and forgotten, but knowing is one thing, facing it is another It was the first time that he bumped into one thing so straightforwardly. The reality was cruel after all, and he was stunned by just this one.

His hands and feet were cold, and for the first time he had mixed emotions towards his father that he couldn't explain clearly.

Sending moon cakes to the public prosecutor and sending large sums of cash are two completely different concepts. Whether it is actively asking for it or passively accepting it, this has long been out of the formal category of taking relationships and mixing contacts!

Shen Yunjia's astonishment was always different from what she was thinking about. No matter in terms of age or knowledge, she was still an adult after all. After wiping her face, she quickly regained her senses, and quickly picked up the things on the ground and packed them up. , put it back in the bag.

"I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you, and you'll go back to your room after eating. We'll deal with it when your dad comes back." Her reaction quickly changed from blunt to self-promising, the only thing that could be seen was that she was forced to be calm, It is the fingertips that are still trembling.

However, she still made arrangements as the hostess of the family, "Pack up the things and put them back where they were. Everything will be arranged when your father comes back."