The old community is filled with the fragrance of the yellow horn tree on this summer night. The light in the house of a family of three is warm, and the aroma of the food is flowing between the dishes.
"Come on, come on, eat this."
"My mother made a new way to make beef brisket today. It's different from before. What's so special about it?"
"Whether you want to drink soup or not, I'll get you a spoon..."
After the excitement, Zhao Qin took another piece of hairtail to Zhang Jingyao. There was already a small pile of hairtail in the latter's bowl. Zhao Qin took back the chopsticks and still smiled, "Teacher Qiu, actually I want you to treat me today."
Are you a parent?"
It was so tortured that Zhang Jingyao suddenly felt a sense of relief.
Zhang Ronggui had a look on his face that said, "I've reminded you that you're asking for more blessings."
Dad, what did you remind me? In terms of cover and combat effectiveness, he is a scumbag. He doesn’t have any HP to deflect fire, so he’s causing no hatred.
Zhang Jingyao took a deep breath and said, "I thought I was going to complain about any problems I had recently."
Zhao Qin nodded, placed the chopsticks horizontally on the edge of the bowl, and said with encouragement in her eyes, "What next?"
Zhang Jingyao took out the piece of paper Qiu Yingmei gave him from his pocket and placed it on the table. "It turned out that she saw my previous reports. She didn't expect that the student she taught was a spiritual genius in the past. She originally wanted to recommend me a
A physical education teacher allowed me to rediscover my talents and strive to pass the physical education subject in my final year so that I can be favored by a good university."
Zhao Qin was obviously relieved, "That's it?"
"So I also said, Lao Qiu asked me to invite the parents and that's it?"
Seeing that the note Zhang Jingyao put out was indeed Teacher Qiu's handwriting, Zhang Ronggui was a little silent. Zhao Qin took the note in his hand, looked at it again and again, and said, "I didn't expect Teacher Qiu to have such high expectations for you...
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"Mom, my illness has been completely cured...and I feel that there is no problem in practicing. Give me a year and I will show you the heights I can reach."
"Hey..." Zhang Ronggui sighed.
Dad, I am serious, why are you sighing!
"Sometimes when I come back from the car at night, I will secretly open your door to see you... A few times you didn't fall asleep, and you rolled on the bed, covering your head with the quilt, not wanting to make any noise to worry us. Your mother and I
Everyone knows that your illness... is not cured yet..." Zhang Ronggui's eyes were already red.
Zhao Qin covered her nose and turned around. After adjusting for a while, she said, "I will make an appointment for you to have a checkup next month. This time, it is said that he is the best doctor in the brain surgery department of Xinhua Hospital. He will check it out for you when he is free next month."
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Zhang Jingyao wanted to say something, but closed his mouth again.
It seems that there is no way to explain clearly by talking for the time being. Only by actually showing evidence that he has regained his spiritual talent will the two of them believe it. After all, he wanted to make them not sad in the past, and also to prevent the family from continuing to grow.
Burden, I have lied countless times that I am getting better.
Looking at the whole family of parents, men and women in silent tears...
Zhang Jingyao's heart was tense and his nose was very sore.
Can't you eat well... Life is really lonely like snow.
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"So, what's that person's name?" Zhao Qin asked.
"Huh?" Zhang Jingyao was slightly startled.
"Instead of me, I said it's your uncle's person. Your teacher Qiu is such a shrewd person, and she hasn't seen any flaws yet. I'm afraid this person is not just an errand boy you just paid for on the roadside, right? Who will act as your parent?"
Zhao Qin said, "This man must be a good person. Aren't you going to let us meet him? As your parents, I have caused trouble to others, so I have to give an explanation, right?"
Zhang Ronggui also nodded in agreement, "Your mother and your uncle haven't interacted with each other for many years. Why did they come here so suddenly?"
"Actually, that person... is Yi Ge's cousin... He also knows everything about me. Next time, next time I will ask Yi Ge to bring his cousin to dinner..." Zhang Jingyao responded.
Zhao Qin looked at him for a long time and nodded, "It turns out he is Yi Ge's cousin. I said you two really have the same chemistry. No wonder Yi Ge's father doesn't want you two to play together and try to do everything possible together..."
"Next time Uncle Yi Ge is available, call him. Your parents and your mother will treat him to a meal."
"knew."
Finally passed.
Zhang Jingyao sighed, and Qiu Yingmei called her mother to confirm. Her mother had probably guessed it at that time, and in order not to make a fool of herself on the spot, she helped him complete the lie.
But when they got home, they had to ask the whole story, especially who Zhang Jingyao was looking for. They were afraid that Zhang Jingyao had blended into the society and had found some people from society to help him. Now that he was Yi Ge's uncle, they were not worried.
At most, I would think that uncle Yi Ge is quite out-of-the-box, or open-minded. However, if he is a member of Yi Ge’s family, with Yi Ge’s lively temperament as a reference, his parents can also look forward to this, and there is not much
So confused.
But Yi Ge probably didn't expect that he would have a cheap uncle inexplicably.
In this regard, we need to review the script with him so as not to let anything slip when the time comes.
After finally passing the test, Zhang Jingyao returned to his room. The sound of the TV came from the living room, his mother was mopping the floor, his father put on his apron and uniform again this time, and the sound of water running from the kitchen as he was washing dishes could be heard.
The meal was a hit and miss, even a little...well, warm.
Zhang Jingyao was lying in bed. He was able to solve the problem of headaches and his spiritual practice ability was restored. From today on, he planned to re-solidify his foundation, improve himself, let his parents see the results, and at the same time strive to get into a good university.
On the other hand, Zhang Jingyao felt the more than two thousand dollars in his breast pocket, which confirmed that the ability of the incarnation really existed, and it was really addictive. This kind of extraordinary related ability has exceeded normal cognition.
, even beyond the knowledge of the spiritual world, he cannot be known by others, otherwise he may not only bring disaster to himself, but even bring disaster to his parents.
Moreover, the avatar itself still brings a lot of troubles, so he has to be careful as much as possible, but after a while Zhang Jingyao still plans to go to sleep, put on the mask and incarnate back to school.
After all, Mr. Van Helsing was still in the men's toilet cubicle at this time. He wanted to go out first, lest the next time his avatar came out of the toilet cubicle, he felt that Mr. Fan would not be very happy.
Although he could suppress the subconsciousness of his original body after his incarnation, he was afraid of his own hands and couldn't help but punch himself first.
And if there happens to be someone in that pit, it would not be good to scare the flowers and plants.
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It was night, and the martial arts training hall of Moral Education High School was still brightly lit.
In the martial arts equipment area, a figure was still flying on the plum blossom pile, then came to the wooden dummy and punched the rotating wooden dummy, making a dull and continuous shock sound.
After a while, the electronic scorer sounded "Pee!". Xu Zhixuan came to the rest bench, wiped the sweat with a sweat towel, looked at the score of 590 on it, and frowned slightly.
He still has not been able to return to his peak state of 645.
This year's league is coming soon, and there is not much time left for him.
He decided to intensify his practice in the future. But now, the martial arts training hall is about to close. After seven o'clock, ordinary students cannot use the martial arts training hall. Only the Rockets have the privilege to use the equipment for training.
Xu Zhixuan quickly took a shower, packed his things, and prepared to leave school and go home.
At this time, on a slope opposite Moral Education High School, Zhou Qiang, who had been waiting there for an unknown amount of time, spoke.