Attack him ahead of time crazy [rebirth]

Yan Fei needed to calm himself down, so he made a meal.

Meng Xi watched Yan Fei busy in the kitchen, and stared wide-eyed: "When will you know how to cook?" These people, although the family is not considered wealthy, but each family only has one child, two more Children, parents are not willing to let them cook, so when they are seventeen or eighteen years old, they will stretch out their clothes to eat and open their mouths. The focus of life is learning and making troubles. How come Yan Fei has developed a third skill?

"Cooking is such a simple thing, don't you know it?" Yan Fei deliberately teased Meng Xi.

"Simple?" Meng Xi twitched the corner of her mouth, "I'm afraid there is something wrong with you."

Yan Fei smiled. In fact, he didn't know how to cook before, but then his father was in a car accident and was hospitalized, and his mother had to work and take care of his father. Everyone had a hard time in those few years. I will.

Later, he lived with Jiang Chen, and Jiang Chen was always so drunk at this meal and that meal that every time he woke up, he couldn't eat a few mouthfuls of food, but as long as Yan Fei cooked, he would eat more. Phoebe got into the habit of coming home and cooking every night.

Yan Fei's cooking is quite simple, one meat and two vegetables, one soup and one pot of rice.

In order not to starve her son, Chen Ying, who came home to cook at noon every day, was quite surprised when she saw that the food was ready.

"Yo, this doesn't look like takeaway, Meng Xi, you made it?"

"..."

Meng Xi: Auntie, you really flatter me.

Knowing that Yan Fei did it, Chen Ying looked in disbelief: "When will my son know how to cook? Why don't I know?"

Yan Fei put the bowls and chopsticks on the table, and said very calmly, "You are self-taught."

"My son is smart, not only good at studying, but also good at everything." Chen Ying praised without hesitation.

"Yeah." Yan Fei even admitted it.

Meng Xi: "..."

Xueba's family is a loving and confident family, unlike his parents who suppress education all day long.

When eating happily here, a group of people surrounded the entrance of the cram school.

A young man with a small tattoo on his head and a big blue dragon tattoo on his arm was being questioned by two policemen.

"Is this bike really yours?"

"It's really mine." Nan Qing sighed, "I don't know which bastard locked me in a tree."

"He's fiddling with the car lock here. I've seen something wrong with him for a long time." The man who sold the watermelon who called the police interjected, "This car is not cheap. You comrades in the police may not understand mountain bikes. Some mountain bikes here are comparable to a mountain bike. A car is expensive...my son said."

"Hey." Nan Qing laughed, "Master, if you say that in front of me, you are not afraid of my retaliation?"

"Heh, young man." The uncle gave him a disdainful glance, "The sun is shining brightly, what do you want to do to me?"

"People like us generally don't choose to do things in broad daylight, bright and bright, but we choose to be dark and windy at night."

"Pay attention to your words." The policeman glared at him, "Do you want to go in and squat for a few days?"

"I don't want to." Nan Qing picked up the phone and made a call, and directly released it, "Dude, where have you been? The police uncle is going to arrest me."

A lazy voice came from the phone: "Take it away and benefit the society."

Policeman: "..."

The police retrieved the surveillance video at the entrance of the cram school, and saw Nanqing stop and lock his bicycle. After 10 minutes, a boy looked at the bicycle for a while and then turned away. After another 5 minutes, he came back with two locks and locked the bicycle. Locked to a tree.

"Look, Uncle Policeman, this is my bicycle, no lie."

After solving all this, Nan Qing squatted on the side of the street and waited for more than 20 minutes before a certain young master wobbled out from the subway entrance.

A white T-shirt, black shorts, and a black peaked cap walked over like an old man walking, and looked around after coming: "Where's the police?"

Nan Qing stared at him with a cigarette in her mouth: "Did you come by subway?"

"Otherwise?" Jiang Chen walked to the shade under the tree and stood there.

Nan Qing sighed, he was not worthy of the young master calling a taxi for him.

"Who did it?" Jiang Chen kicked the broken chain on the ground.

Nan Qing: "Guess."

Hearing Nan Qing's tone, she was still an acquaintance.

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes: "Yan Fei?"

Without waiting for Nan Qing to speak, Jiang Chen shook his head first: "It's not him, Xueba can't do such a stupid thing...Meng Xi?"

Nan Qing stood up and flicked the cartridge between his cigarettes: "Let's make an appointment. This silly Baitian has been a little crazy recently. He passed by my barbecue stall the day before yesterday and grinned at me provocatively."

"You ripped off his pants, and you still don't allow him to take revenge?" Jiang Chen touched a cigarette from Nan Qing and lit it.

"It happened 800 years ago, and he was so small back then." Nan Qing made a gesture, quite speechless, "Just kidding, who would have thought that he would cause trouble."

It's been two years, this silly Baitian tirelessly troubled him, just like Jiang Chen tirelessly troubled Yan Fei...

It's understandable after thinking about it this way, after all, it's the one whose pants were stripped who is looking for trouble.

Jiang Chen yawned and waved his hands: "It's okay, I'll go back first, I'm sleepy."

"A young man is lethargic, what's wrong with him?" Nan Qing pushed the bicycle and followed him, "You're not pregnant, are you?"

"Your?" Jiang Chenni glanced at him.

"It must not be mine." Nan Qing smiled, "It must be Yan Fei's, after all, he was the one who took your pants off."

Jiang Chen squinted his eyes, his fingers itched when he thought of that high-cold academic bully, and he wanted to make a date.

At this time, the high-cold student who was being missed was eating watermelon while blowing on the air conditioner.

Yan Fei has been a little lazy lately. He has been very tired these years. Ever since his father Yan Fanlin had a car accident, he has been very tired. At first he was worried about his father's illness, but later he was short of money. To make money, he worked three jobs by himself. But what he earned was far from what he needed for his illness. Later, Jiang Chen solved his urgent need, and he thought about how to pay back Jiang Chen's money.

And Jiang Chen goes crazy from time to time, he is really tired from the inside out.

Now that he suddenly returned to the carefree age, he felt that the air was fresh.

Meng Xi's mother arranged a full cram school, math in the morning and English in the afternoon, so she didn't have time to come to Yan Fei.

Without this stalker, Yan Fei was at ease.

Yan Fei eats and drinks at home, practices calligraphy, reads books and cooks, and hasn't gone out for three or four days.

"Son, you can't stay in the house to study all the time, you have to go out for a walk." During dinner at night, Chen Ying persuaded Yan Fei.

"It's too hot outside." Yan Fei said.

Chen Ying: "In the morning, go for a jog in the park."

Yan Fei: "It's too early, I can't wake up,"

Yan Fanlin interjected: "At night, at night is also fine, just go for a walk in the community."

Yan Fei: "It's too late, it's dangerous."

Yan Fanlin: "..." Are you a young man afraid of danger?

"Dad, drink less." Yan Fei took the wine bottle from Yan Fanlin's hand.

"What's wrong with drinking a little wine after I've been busy all day, and I don't drink too much, you little boy cares about me." Yan Fanlin was unhappy, and reached out to grab the wine bottle.

Yan Fei said indifferently: "You drink and affect my reading. I can't get into a good school. You've hurt me for the rest of my life." At that time, Yan Fanlin's big car had an accident, and he said that the accident was caused by his drunk driving, so he took full responsibility , not only lost money but also lost two legs.

Yan Fanlin: "..."

"Don't drink, don't drink." Chen Ying slapped Yan Fanlin's hand that was going to get the wine, "The most important thing in our family now is the matter of our son's college entrance examination. If you delay his study, you will be cleanse Go out."

Yan Fanlin: "..."

Yan Fei said that he would not go out unless he could not go out, and stayed at home for another three days. Apart from reading and writing, what Yan Fei did most was to be in a daze.

He always wonders if the self in his previous life is dead, so what about Jiang Chen?

Is he still alive?

What was he thinking when he set fire to himself and burned himself to death?

Yan Fei lowered his head, and saw two large characters written on the rice paper: Jiang Chen.

Yan Fei sighed, added "idiot" after Jiang Chen, and finally drew a cat's head on the idiot.

Yan Fei can't stay at home forever, and after feeling that the leisurely days these few days have resolved his toil and worries in the past few years, Yan Fei began to truly devote himself to his 17-year-old life.

Yan Fei wandered around the street with a popsicle in his mouth. There were some differences between ten years ago and ten years later, but the difference was not too great.

It's just that the shops on the side of the road have changed one after another, and new buildings have appeared next to them. Some places will be brand new asphalt roads ten years later, but now this place is still a flower and bird market.

As for the others, apart from the rapid development of modern technology, the slow increase in wages and the skyrocketing housing prices, Yan Fei's other feelings are not too great.

There are mobile phone shops on the side of the road that are doing activities, focusing on Motorola and Nokia.

Yan Fei bit the popsicle and leaned against the tree to watch for a while, he should think about how to make some money now.

It is not difficult for the family to live a well-to-do life now. Yan Fanlin drives a large car and travels long distances to fetch goods for others. This job is hard work but also quite profitable.

Yan Fei used to think that money is enough to spend what he has, and his parents have never treated him badly with money, and he does not pursue a high-quality life, but only when he has no more money does he know what it means to be troubled by a penny. hero man.

Money is something that can still be earned a little more, so that it can cope with the variables in the future.

At noon, when the cram school was over, students came out in twos and threes. After a while, Yan Fei saw Meng Xi jumping out from the door, and then raised his arms and shouted: "I am liberated."

The elegant student wearing glasses who came out behind him smiled and said, "This time will kill you."

"That's right, this crappy cram school is finally over, I'm a good guy again." Meng Xi stretched his arms and legs, full of vitality like a bird just released from its cage.

Yan Fei, who was leaning against a tree not far away, looked at the person next to Meng Xi.

At this time, Jiang Sining has fair skin, looks a little weak because he is too thin, and wears a pair of eyes, and speaks softly, so people will always ignore his existence, which reminds people of an idiom: Humans and animals are inhumane. Harmful.