Chapter 229 I won't come out tomorrow to lick the cat's ass
Li Hongfang also talked about Qin Minglin's background. Qin Minglin belongs to a branch of the Zhonghai Qin family. The Zhonghai Qin family and the Jinling Qin family are not the same thing. They belong to the same family five hundred years ago, probably in the Ming Dynasty.
, have a common ancestor.
Liu Changxin thought that this was good, otherwise he would have to give Qin Peng some face. He would inevitably be soft-hearted when destroying flowers with ruthless hands. He might use Li Hongfang's custom-made clay pot from Jiuzhou Fenglei Sword Gate to show his friendship.
I hope Qin Minglin will not do anything to embarrass Liu Changan. After all, he is not too embarrassed to mention the core socialist values due to what he has done recently.
"Teacher Yan, I really admire you." Li Hongfang showed an expression of sincere admiration, "My dream was to be a teacher, but my temper was really not very good. It was enough for me to spank my children. It would be difficult for me to restrain myself when teaching them.
, I watched a lot of videos on the Internet of teachers being made angry by children and vomiting blood, and I felt a little lucky that I still had self-awareness.”
Although Yan Huaye seems to have a good relationship with Qin Yanan and still lives in Qin Yanan's home, Li Hongfang's attitude towards Yan Huaye is completely different.
Firstly, Yan Huaye is not Miss Su's mortal enemy. Secondly, teachers who can adhere to hardship and poverty and dedicate themselves to education are worthy of respect.
The most important thing is of course the attitude of the door owner. Apart from An Nuan, this seems to be the only person to whom the door owner actively sends things, provides materials and practical help.
Usually, other women come to give him gifts, greet him, and please him.
For example, Miss Su wanted to give this suit of armor to him, but he didn't want it.
When chatting with Zhou Shuling, she mentioned that Qin Yanan gave him a house full of electrical appliances, as well as many big-name luxury shoes, clothing and watches.
Zhou Shuling also revealed a lot of important information to Li Hongfang intentionally or unintentionally. For example, Shangguan Dandan was really poor and she would accept whatever you gave her.
"This is indeed a grueling job. People with weak livers are better off not to be teachers." Yan Huaye said with a smile. In fact, over the years, she has seen many young people who came to teach with enthusiasm. Most of them
As Li Hongfang said, ideals are just ideals, and reality cannot be tolerated. It comes and goes, but not many stick to it.
"You are in good health now. Come to Junsha from time to time in the future and I will help you continue to nurse yourself back to health." Liu Changan sat in the back with Yan Huaye and looked at her body. In fact, when he first saw her, he checked
Her body also had problems with her liver, gallbladder and pancreas. Diseases of these organs are often linked together, and the mortality rate after causing cancer is extremely high.
"Yes." Yan Huaye lowered her head, responded softly, and held the back of his hand without a landlord.
Li Hongfang noticed that there was an ambiguous atmosphere stirring in the back compartment, and she couldn't help but feel a little itchy. What exactly was this "nurturing" method? Li Hongfang wanted to participate.
"Professor Liu, my health is not good, can you help me take care of myself?" Li Hongfang couldn't help but said, in front of Yan Huaye, he couldn't be too favourable.
"What's wrong with your body?" Liu Changan felt that her body was so good that people couldn't help but want to beat her and make her hurt a little.
"I...my...that aunt is not very accurate. She is depressed, easily irritable, a little insomniac, her skin is dry, and her eyes are dull..." Li Hongfang racked her brains to think of something wrong.
"Miss Li, are you single now?" After hearing the symptoms Li Hongfang described, Yan Huaye knew exactly what was going on. Single women would have these symptoms Li Hongfang said, and Yan Huaye had been in this state for many years.
Yes, it was solved naturally after meeting the teacher again.
"Yes." Li Hongfang replied with some regret. She has passed the age of late marriage and is considered a leftover woman... According to China's laws and regulations, a man who is over 25 years old and a woman who is over 23 years old are considered to be married late.
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"If you have these symptoms, you can find a boyfriend and you will be able to resolve them." Yan Huaye said with certainty.
"Boyfriend? Can an electric one be used?" Li Hongfang nodded knowingly. She really wanted to tell Yan Huaye that if she wanted to borrow her teacher, she could exchange it with Li Hongfang's boyfriend.
Yan Huaye was stunned for a moment before she understood what Li Hongfang was talking about. She couldn't help blushing and squeezing the back of the teacher's hand a little harder. She didn't expect that the woman the teacher introduced to her would be so open and casual.
"Haha..." Li Hongfang laughed. She saw through the rearview mirror that the door owner just glared at her but didn't say anything. Li Hongfang couldn't help but want to tell a few more dirty jokes to adjust the atmosphere.
It’s better not to give it up. This Teacher Yan is a serious woman. If she tells dirty jokes now, the atmosphere will not be stirred up. It’s better to wait until she and the master of the house are alone before telling her again.
After getting off the car in the parking lot of Li Hongfang's hotel, Li Hongfang took Yan Huaye to see the Ford F150. To Li Hongfang's surprise, Yan Huaye was not intimidated by the sight of a big car like many women, and doubted that she could handle it. She only said that she needed to
Just get a driver's license.
According to Yan Huaye's wish, she hoped that Li Hongfang would donate the car to the school, but Li Hongfang laughed. If he really donated it to the school, it would be hard to say whether Yan Huaye could use it in the end.
Yan Huaye reacted immediately. She had worked at the grassroots level for so many years and it was not that she had not thought of this. She just felt that it was not good to accept such an expensive gift in her own name.
Li Hongfang thought of a compromise plan. The car could be donated to a charity foundation managed by Qin Yanan, and then the charity foundation would authorize Yan Huaye to use it, so that the school or someone in the local area wanted to take away the car.
There is no reason anymore.
"I kind of understand why so many rich people like to engage in charity." Li Hongfang said with some emotion, "We have done too many bad things, but donating some money and things can actually make us feel more at ease. It's so worthwhile."
"Really? Since you can do bad things to the point of charity, why would you feel uneasy? They are just laundering money, and their level is higher than yours." Liu Changan shook his head.
"Ah, there are still very few people like this. Most people do charity to do good deeds and accumulate virtue, right?" Yan Huaye said in surprise.
"Um."
"Yeah."
Yan Huaye was a little depressed. The teacher and Li Hongfang actually dealt with her together, as if they were too lazy to understand her, an ignorant country girl.
It's just that Li Hongfang added "ah" after "um", which gave people a slightly better feeling...
After coming out of the hotel, Li Hongfang accompanied Liu Changan and Yan Huaye to visit the former "Degenerate Street", which is now Laoshizi Civilization Street.
"On July 20, 2008, Fallen Street was crushed by bulldozers that came in. Now it no longer feels a little abject and decadent, but it has more fireworks and youthful feeling." Liu Changan said with emotion.
Yan Huaye still wanted to take a look, and turned her head to look at the teacher curiously, "Are the dance halls, billiard halls, and game halls where you old professors used to hang out all the time?"
"It's gone, as usual, not even a dust is left behind." Liu Changan said with a smile.
"Professor Liu, why do you often go to those places? Are you what people often say in the past?" Li Hongfang looked at Liu Changan's waist and butt. He must have left a lot of romance here back then, just this waist and this butt
, swaying and twisting wildly in the song and dance hall, and how many lustful girls who were not yet seduced jumped up to dance with him?
Presumably this kind of song and dance hall back then was more exciting than the bar street in Jiefang West now.
It should be the dialect pronunciation of "street". Liuzi means gangster, describing the kind of people who wander around with nothing to do all day long. It may not be considered a gangster or something like that.
"Sometimes when something urgent happens in the department, I always come here to look for him. I go to dance halls, billiard halls, and so on. At that time, there were often some idle people in front of such stores. It was quite okay for me as a girl to go in.
It takes courage." Yan Huaye couldn't help laughing as she recalled it. Although she was no longer young, her mood was no longer filled with uneasy secret love, and she couldn't help but sigh when she thought about it.
Li Hongfang also laughed. This is how a serious woman uses a secretive tone when she associates herself with some depraved places. Li Hongfang went to a bar when she was a girl, and there was a local gangster she knew. This piece of shit actually
He drugged her wine glass, and after being discovered by Li Hongfang, he led others to dig up all the ancestral graves in his family.
"Actually, Fallen Street is not degenerate at all. On the contrary, it is very safe and clean, at least much cleaner than the bar street in Jiefang West now. Fallen Street is basically filled with students, and some who have just entered society are still a little uncomfortable or have suffered setbacks.
Many people stay here temporarily. The rich entertainment activities, low cost of living, and campus atmosphere familiar to young people make it so popular. The bad thing is that someone gave it such a nickname." Liu Changan felt a little regretful,
Fallen Street no longer has that flavor. Liu Changan and An Nuan have no place to cause trouble, so they can only beat up a few random people on campus.
"Then why was it rebuilt?" Li Hongfang asked as he walked into what was once a decadent street and is now a "civilized street".
"It became famous because of the report of "China Youth Daily" at that time. Although "China Youth Daily" publicly apologized in the end, the impact was already caused. This name made many students and parents full of anxiety. The reporter at the time was called Luo Minglai,
Now he has become the vice president of that newspaper." Liu Changan flipped through the webpage on his mobile phone, and it was difficult to find specific information.
"You actually apologized? Today's media are all making up nonsense. I think many media in our country are soft to the outside world and slow to the outside world. The domestic media we encountered in Afghanistan in 2015...no, nothing." Li Hongfang discovered
Yan Huaye listened attentively and quickly shut up.
"In Afghanistan? Miss Li, have you ever been to such a chaotic place?" Although Yan Huaye was not a flower in a greenhouse, she was born in a peaceful environment in the country. A place like Afghanistan gave her the feeling that she would be beaten when she went out.
Killed or not killed, seeing militants or gun battles everywhere makes me feel weak when I walk.
"Well, I'm actually a Song Dynasty painting collector, and I also work part-time as a freelance archaeologist. At that time, I got the news that there was a tomb of the living dead or something there, so I went to dig it... and went to do the archeology." Li Hongfang covered it up easily.
, at the same time, she has already thought about the development direction of the ten stories. As long as Yan Huaye continues to ask, she can keep telling them.
The corners of Liu Changan's lips curled up slightly, "Free Archeology" was a word that was used in seconds.
"Tomb of the Living Dead? Is it like Xin Zhui's Tomb?" Yan Huaye's curiosity was aroused by Li Hongfang. In war-torn Afghanistan, a beautiful woman who is a Song Dynasty painting collector and part-time archaeologist, Tomb of the Living Dead, is just like being in a TV series!
"No, it doesn't have as long a history and archaeological value as Xin Zhui's Tomb. It mainly focuses on the wonderful state of the living dead and involves the mystery of immortality... In the end, we found out that it was a fake thing made by those guys in Europe and America."
"Why are they making fake things? Isn't your trip in vain?"
"Because 2015 was the year when the excavation of Haihunhou's tomb achieved initial results, and the things unearthed shocked the world. Those people in Europe and America routinely build one to show that I am more awesome, and it must be better than your Chinese history.
Older and more magical." Li Hongfang couldn't help but want to spit. It wasn't that her love for the country's long history was hurt, but that these idiots made it up and cooperated with official agencies, which made Li Hongfang run away in vain.
Once, at that time, she had already begun to enter Su Mei's eyes and was being manipulated to do things.
Liu Changan patted Li Hongfang on the shoulder to express comfort. Xiaofang is indeed Xiaofang, and she also knows how to adapt to the mood of the sect master unintentionally. The tomb of Haihun Hou is certainly a sensation in the world. In the mouths of An Nuan and Professor Liu, it seems that there is nothing
Not the same.
In fact, when An Nuan and Professor Liu talked about the tomb of Haihunhou, they also thought it was very valuable, but they always liked to use other tombs to show that the tomb of Haihunhou was not as good as others, which left a worse impression on Liu Changan.
Li Hongfang felt Liu Changan's comfort and suddenly felt that the door owner was a little considerate today. While Yan Huaye was thinking about something, she put her hand on Liu Changan's waist and wanted to touch and squeeze it, but Liu Changan opened it.
Li Hongfang was a little worried. It was getting harder and harder for him to control himself. One day he would be unable to help but take action directly. He didn't know if the door owner would give in half-heartedly or turn against the guests and use provocation to control provocation.
"Ah, we seem to have walked through the whole street." Yan Huaye looked up, and then looked back and found that the street had no appearance at all in his memory.
"It's not that every time I look back suddenly, I see that familiar dimly lit place." Liu Changan accompanied her with a sigh, "The thing that makes people care about the most is, after all, the person in the dimly lit place."
Yan Huaye's heart moved slightly. Yes, the teacher was right. Not to mention this degenerate street, the entire Junsha was no longer what she was familiar with. Fortunately, when she looked back, she saw the man in the dimly lit place.
, he is still close at hand, which is more important than anything else.
Yan Huaye leaned into the teacher's arms, pressed her cheek against his chest, closed her eyes and breathed in his breath. Although the teacher didn't say it clearly, she would get a little favor from him in the rest of her life, right?
Liu Changan raised his head. Yan Huaye used the same shampoo as Qin Yanan, which made him feel a little dazed. It had the same smell and the same slender waist. He turned his head, only to find Li Hongfang winking at him.
Li Hongfang pointed at the other half of Liu Changan's chest, then clasped her hands together and put them next to her cheeks, saying that she also wanted to lean against him, but Liu Changan refused.
He was really messy and didn't know the time. If he was alone with her and she suddenly came closer, Liu Changan would probably press her face and push her away after three seconds, but now Yan Huaye is in a lyrical mood.
In this state, are you playing games?
The handsome men and beauties were huddled together, but Li Hongfang was not allowed to pass the exam. She felt bored and walked a little to the side, only to see several policemen walking over with Jin Hou in a wheelchair. The policemen were looking at the map on their mobile phones.
He was still pointing at the route, but Jin Hou tilted his head in a daze, as if he was mentally ill... Oh, he was already mentally ill.
I once again apologize to the leader of Liang Daji, I will update it tomorrow, and I won’t come out to refund the money and lick the cat’s ass!