Chapter 167 The Witty Daughter and Dad Battle Wisdom
March in Junsha is cold and windy like winter, but pretty girls still can’t wait to put on their short skirts. Even if their white skin turns as red as the belly of a dead fish due to the cold, they won’t put on a layer of stockings.
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Yan Huaye's eyes moved away from the college students coming and going. After many years, she stepped onto the campus of Hunan University again. The feeling of strangeness and familiarity were intertwined, which easily made people feel trance-like.
Campuses in this era seem to be more calm and energetic, and the gloomy weather has difficulty affecting the vitality exuded by young people.
Yan Huaye pulled up her knitted jacket, but this youthful vigor made her feel even more aged. The kind of gray silence that she didn't have much expectation for the future accumulated in her quiet eyes... When others look at
When you look into her eyes, you will often have a feeling: this woman's life is over.
Until she saw her daughter, there was light in her pupils.
Yan Huaye is wearing a cheongsam. Her face is thin and her figure is slightly thin. Such a woman wearing a cheongsam always has a more literary and artistic flavor, rather than making people feel like a beauty in the world like a certain female professor from Hunan University who likes to wear a cheongsam.
, stunningly enchanting.
She moved her eyes away from Yan Qingcheng's face, and stared blankly at the sycamore tree that was pulling out its young leaves in the spring breeze. This kind of tree was spread all over Hunan University. Some were planted by him, and some were planted by her and him.
, when she left Xiangda, these trees had already taken root.
So many years have passed, and there is no news about him. The leaves of these sycamore trees are whirling, but they seem to be telling the story of his past in detail.
Only a thoughtful person can understand the whisper of the tree.
Yan Huaye approached a sycamore tree and pressed her palms on the dusty, moist bark. It was one of the sycamore trees planted that year.
Not sure whether it was the rough and cold bark that made her heart tremble, or whether the tree remembered his voice, Yan Huaye's words rang in her heart.
"The world knows autumn when a leaf falls, and the leaves here are sycamore leaves. The phoenix cannot live in anything other than the sycamore tree. If you plant a sycamore tree, the phoenix will come."
At that time, Liu Jianshe wore a green wicker round hat on his head, which was made from willow leaves picked by Yan Huaye. Children would prepare one when playing war games.
"Then can I understand that you, teacher, are waiting for your lover? Only a woman like a phoenix is worthy of you, teacher." The beautiful girl Yan Huaye, who is still the belle of Hunan University, holds a hoe in one hand and a Sharp in the other.
There was no class today, so the teacher I admired the most asked me to plant a tree, and Yan Huaye came excitedly.
"Nothing is naturally worthy of me. Only the ones I like are worthy of me." Liu Jianshe looked at Yan Huaye and smiled.
There are two particularly beautiful girls in Xiangda University. One of them is in my eyes, and the other one is always very lively. She runs around the campus in a hurry, with a look of excitement and eagerness on her face, as if she was chased by a dog.
She seems to be the daughter of a professor named Liu.
The teacher's eyes have a wise and deep light. Every time she looks at him, Yan Huaye's heart is always beating fast. She knows why, but she must control herself... After all, she went to see the teacher this morning.
At that time, she saw a junior girl who had just left the dormitory of the teacher's unit building.
When did the girl go to see the teacher?
There was a dance last night. Did the girl meet the teacher at the dance?
Yan Huaye also went to the dance. She was wearing a floral little white dress. A boy in a black shirt invited her to dance. The boy's name was Bai Shengtian. He said he had liked Yan Huaye for three years, but Yan Huaye Mingming
I'm only a freshman, and I'm laughing so hard.
She turned around and didn't see the teacher. Did the teacher leave with the junior girls at that time? After all, this kind of dance can often bring together female students who are about to graduate and young and middle-aged teachers.
"Teacher, is that girl you met in Elephant Trunk Wo Mountain my mother? I wrote her a letter yesterday, but I forgot to mention it." Yan Huaye's tone was a bit coquettish,
She had no objection to the teacher's romantic style. How could a person like him not attract girls as colorful as butterflies to dance around him?
Isn't she one of them?
When Yan Huaye met the teacher for the first time, he said that Yan Huaye looked like a friend he had known before. This friend was a girl and lived in the same farmer's house as the teacher who went to the countryside. Later, the girl was transferred to the revolutionary camp.
The committee is responsible for publicity work.
This girl's experience was exactly the same as Yan Huaye's mother. Her mother often told Yan Huaye that she once knew a young man from Xiang University and wanted to go to the mountains and countryside with him to farm fields, pick tea and fish.
It's a pity that we are destined to have no connection. In that era, everyone had to obey the collective arrangements before thinking about their own affairs.
Yan Huaye also had some impressions of Hunan University from the memories her mother recounted in detail, and finally applied for this school.
"Do you think I will remember you twenty years from now?" The teacher did not answer Yan Huaye's question directly, but just smiled.
He always smiles, as if he has no sorrow, and no big thing can make his smile disappear.
Yan Huaye was embarrassed to answer this question. She said she didn't remember. She was a little reluctant. She said he must remember her and seemed a little pretentious.
"I definitely remember you and your name, but I don't remember the name of the girl I met back then. Do you know why?" The teacher asked without raising his head as he put down the hoe.
"Why?" Yan Huaye blurted out, wanting to know the answer so much. The teacher's words also made her cheeks feel a little hot like the sunlight that was getting warmer at this time.
"Because I only remember the name of the beautiful girl... If you are so good-looking, your mother must also be a great beauty. If it was your mother that I met back then, I will never forget it," the teacher explained.
Yan Huaye wanted to pooh-pooh him. The teacher always spoke so frankly and openly, as if he were teasing others, but it would not make people think that he was being a hooligan.
"Just kidding, you should write to your mother next time. Don't worry, I will plant 188 trees this year."
"Why one hundred and eighty-eight?"
"auspicious."
"puff……"
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"Mom, Liu Changan commented on my circle of friends."
Yan Huaye came to her senses, Liu Changan? She was already somewhat familiar with this name. Because of her relationship with the teacher, she had some complicated emotions about this name.
When her daughter came home for the first time after going to college, she mentioned this name and talked about some things about Liu Changan, which made Yan Huaye's heart ripple again.
"What did he say?" Yan Huaye smiled lightly.
"He said...he said..." Yan Qingcheng showed Liu Changan's comments to her mother.
Yan Huaye felt her heart tightening. What nonsense is this young man talking about?
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Liu Changan continued to walk to Lushan Mountain. He wanted to see Qin Yanan and make preparations at her place. He wanted to change his face and clothes, and then meet Yan Huaye to reminisce about the past and have a chat.
As for what I told Yan Qingcheng before, it doesn't matter that Liu Jianshe is dead. This is probably what people often call a reversal.
When I arrived at Qin Yanan's residence, I got out of the elevator and just walked into the living room, I saw Zhu Juntang rushing over like a madman, gnashing his teeth, dancing as if he wanted to fight Liu Changan, and roaring like a weak chicken.
"What's wrong with her?" Liu Changan stretched out his hand to hold Zhu Juntang's head, and at the same time asked Qin Yanan inexplicably as he stood up with his hands on his lower back.
"She planned to skip class in the afternoon. She probably thought she was exposed. You came to catch her in class. She felt that she couldn't bear it anymore and had no love for her anymore, so she decided to fight with you." Qin Yanan knew Zhu Juntang very well, and Zhu Juntang was completely helpless with Liu Changan. Wealth,
Power, beauty, and bakers are of no use, so I have no choice but to go into battle myself.
"You ran to your counselor's house to skip class? You are so innovative and courageous in skipping class. Do you want me to admire you?" Liu Changan said to Zhu Juntang, who was out of reach of Liu Changan's opponent and was trying hard to kick his legs.
Zhu Juntang secretly cried out, it turned out that the bad old man was not here to catch her going to class, but she was reckless. If she had known better, she should have kept calm and left first with the excuse of going to class. After going down the mountain, she would transform and run happily on the green grassland.
The little lamb fled away.
"No need. I just thought you thought I was skipping class and felt wronged and wronged, so I launched a sad and angry attack. I will go back to class with you later." Countless flashes of light flashed through Zhu Juntang's brain, and he suddenly thought of Liu Changan
Going up the mountain at this point is probably because of something, and it is unlikely that he will go back to class with her. At that time, he can still go down the mountain on the pretext of going to class, and then transform into a clever little lamb running on the green grassland and escape.
"Well, that's pretty much it."
Liu Changan nodded. He had just learned from Qin Yanan that Zhu Juntang was going to skip class. He even felt like his self-esteem was hurt... Someone dared to ignore him so much. He just beat her up in the morning.
Damn, isn’t it possible that he can’t even coerce and tame a mere lamb now?
He still had to go to class, so that was about the same. Liu Changan let go of Zhu Juntang and said to Qin Yanan, "Last time I stayed here for the night, you prepared pajamas for me. I think you also have daily clothes, right?"
"Yes, they are all placed in the guest room." Qin Yanan was slightly curious and took two steps slowly, still pressing his palms on his lower back to remind him that he should express his concern for their mother and daughter.
Liu Changan walked over and hugged his sister gently. Who said that a daughter is a caring person? Obviously her sister is.
"What are you going to do?" Zhu Juntang grabbed his messy hair and came over curiously and eagerly. Liu Changan must be doing something fun, and Zhu Juntang must participate.