Chapter 11, LuAnn, I'm Broken in Love
Chapter 11, Lu An, I'm broken up
Author: March Mazhu
Chapter 11, Lu An, I'm broken up
Red cheongsam, plum blossoms, high heels
Look, a lady with a full bust walked over slowly, and she was full of lotus step by step. She smiled with a charming smile, twisted the cheongsam, and walked over again.
This buttock is very beautiful, and a man will probably live for one year if he touches her once.
After the first feed factory customer left, Lu An looked around the streets and finally found a beauty among thousands of people. He got what he wanted and wanted to continue reading.
The subject of history was not a bragging thing. He memorized all the textbooks in his previous life. Even if someone said which chapter or page, he could write down the page of which section, what is the content of each section? Where is each section located in the page? Is there any illustration next to it? Are there small words mixed between paragraphs?
Just as he can't forget to steal the forbidden fruit with his first love, he can remember these details clearly, as if he had known them.
In his opinion, it is true that reading requires talent, but it has a lot to do with hard work. If you want to have a beautiful score on the test paper, you want to become a top student, and leverage the textbooks is the most basic thing.
It is said that reading a book hundreds of times will make you realize it. That’s about it. No matter how difficult it is to chew, how rare it is, or how difficult it is to understand it, as long as you review it back and forth, you will always have a day of enlightenment.
"My little master, can you fix the brakes?"
Just as he had just finished reviewing the history of the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties, a sound came from the street to the right, and a gentle middle-aged man came over with a bicycle.
When business is coming, Lu Anlu smiled, "Hello, I will."
Ruya middle-aged man parked the car and pointed to the rear wheel and explained: "The brakes are not working, which makes me dare not ride downhill, so I can only push them all the way. Master, please help me see."
Lu An put the book on a small stool and began to look at it. After a while, he concluded: "This is the rear gate broken, and I need to replace it with a new one."
Ruya Middle-aged asked: "How much does it cost to change it?"
Lu An said: "It just opened today. I'll give you a discount for 5 yuan."
Ruya Middle-aged obviously knew a little about the market, so she didn't immediately make a bargain, just asked: "How long will it take?"
Luan took the book open and said, "You sit for a while, and it will be fine soon."
Ruya middle-aged man nodded: "Okay, master, hurry up and help me change it, I'm in a hurry."
"Okay."
With a response, Lu An turned on the busy mode again.
The middle-aged man glanced at the book and asked, "Are you still a student?"
Lu An was busy and didn't raise his head: "Yes."
The middle-aged man looked at his clothes, dressed in old washed white clothes, and the cheapest casual shoes on the street stall. He asked later:
"You should have a hard time studying and supporting your family, right?"
Lu An responded with a smile: "It's pretty good. Thanks to your care, I can barely fool you."
The middle-aged man didn't say anything anymore. He first watched his car repair skills, then remembered something, then reached out to grab his history book, turned a few pages to praise, "You write this very well, you can tell at first that you have practiced it. Who did you learn it from?"
My mother once learned Chinese painting from my grandfather, and Chinese painting often has inscriptions and inscriptions. Good calligraphy is very important, which led to his mother forcing him to practice good calligraphy when he was a child.
Whether it is the calligraphy of a pen or a brush, I dare not say that it is a master of calligraphy after a lifetime of accumulation, but when people see it, they can't help but praise it.
Lu An said: "Sir, I have good eyesight and learned from my mother."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man stopped asking questions. A mother with such cultivation, her son was about to set up a stall on the street to make a living. I think that the family must have suffered a change.
Luan has good craftsmanship and changes the rear gate very quickly, and it was done soon.
The middle-aged man tried it and it felt very good. He found 5 yuan from his pocket and gave it to him:
"You have such car repair skills at a young age. I will carry my lover's bicycle over and you can help me see."
Yes, the exchange just now was not in vain, it was obvious that they felt sympathy.
Lu An put the money in his pocket and asked, "What brand of car is it? Where did it break?"
The middle-aged man said: "Feige brand women's bicycle, the front wheel rim is crooked and deformed."
Lu An thought that it might be necessary to change it. It seems that he had to call Uncle Lobby and asked him to send him some commonly used steel rings and other parts.
The reason for trouble for uncle Datang is that he has been living in the west of the city for more than 30 years and is familiar with the bicycle factory. He often gets some good things through the back door, some at the cost price, some at the friendship price, and some at the price. Some people simply give it to him.
This is also the reason why my cousin dares to boast about setting up a stall for two hours a day, but he can earn more than 400 per month, because many parts do not require capital.
Lu An greeted warmly: "Okay, uncle, please send it here to me when you have time."
Before leaving, the middle-aged man asked, "You set up a stall on weekends and are here tomorrow, right?"
Luan said: "I'm here, I'll be there after school on Friday."
According to the plan, he also wanted to set up a stall for a while after evening self-study, but it was quite late at that time and the time was not sure, so he didn't say it out.
The middle-aged man nodded: "Then I'll come here tomorrow."
Lu An stood by: "Okay, uncle, please walk slowly."
Maintenance is considered a technical job, but it is also considered a service industry. Only when you are sweet-mouthed and speak can you be good at business. This is really difficult for him, a teacher, to make some changes for a few dollars.
However, seeing the 5 yuan cash he received, he couldn't help feeling happy again. This was the half-day salary that the villagers earned only by a day of work as a general worker. What else is there to be unsatisfied?
He has suffered all the hardships since childhood. He has rejected high expectations and low skills in his personality. He refuses to be too ambitious. He can clearly see what position he earns.
Seeing this scene, an aunt selling guns and toys on the right said enviously: "Young man, you earned a lot of money."
Lu An smiled and sat back on the stool: "I'm not as good as you, aunt. In a blink of an eye, I sold three toy guns, which is better than sitting in an office in a state-owned enterprise."
After receiving a moment of praise, the aunt immediately smiled, and the envy just now dissipated a lot.
A mother and son came to the aunt's stall. He had no time to pay attention to him. Lu An looked up and continued reading, understanding the "feudal system" based on his memory, and recited silently.
Half an hour passed, and he completely digested and absorbed the "feudal system" and began to read "Qin's Unification". Someone came to cheer the tires up and earned a dime.
When he focused all his attention on the "Three Dukes and Nine Ministers Central Official System" in the textbook, a sudden sound came from beside him.
"Luan, I'm broken up."
The sound of saying "Lovebreaks" is not loud, but it reveals a sense of sadness, and the sadness is accompanied by the rumbling of steel.
Suddenly hearing the long-lost voice in memory, Lu An quickly turned his head and saw a familiar face, Liao Shiqi, the only daughter of Widow Zhang, who is 15 years old this year.
If the memory is not wrong, she should be a disciple in the kitchen of the Guifei Hotel and become an apprentice.
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