Chapter 11 The old man questioned

When Yang Jiahui returned home, she saw her parents still in the living room on the first floor. Her father was sitting in a high chair holding a book "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" in his hand and reading it happily. She knew that her father's favorite thing was to watch "Three Kingdoms"; her mother was still knitting a sweater while watching TV.

She was a treasure in the family. When she saw her daughter come back, her mother stretched out her hand to greet her.

"Where did you go to and come back?" the mother asked with concern.

"Go to a friend's house to have fun."

My mother looked up and down, and after a while, she said, "Isn't you afraid of walking at night so late?"

Yang Jiahui didn't say anything, walked to the coffee table and opened it and took a big sip of Coke.

"It's so good, I'm going to sleep." As he said that, he was about to go upstairs.

"Wait a minute, let dad see." The father put down the book, looked up and said, "You are borrowing arrows when you are playing in a straw boat."

"What kind of straw boat borrowing arrows, tell me about it." Yang Jiahui said as she walked to her father and sat on a chair.

My father took a sip of tea and paused, saying, "By the way, Zhou Yu forced Kong Ming to build 100,000 arrows in three days. Kong Ming knew it was impossible, so he easily agreed. He secretly told Lu Su to prepare 20 boats and planted straw men around him. That day, he took advantage of the heavy fog on the river and came to Cao's camp. When Cao Cao saw that he was afraid of an ambush, he asked the archers to shoot arrows. Kong Ming easily obtained 100,000 arrows."

Yang Jiahui raised her thumbs up and said with a smile: "My dad is just knowledgeable."

After saying that, he turned around and ran upstairs.

I heard my father say, "I see you borrowing arrows in a straw boat!"

My mother didn't understand what it meant and asked, "What does it mean!"

"If you force your daughter to anger, she has to borrow an arrow." The father said lazily.

The mother asked even more anxiously: "Is it okay to explain it clearly?"

The father waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Stop talking, go to bed."

Yang Jiahui in the boudoir naturally understood what her father meant. Her mother nagged her every day to ask her to have a friend, but she always avoided her with various excuses because she really didn't want to find someone who was unsatisfied.

That day, her mother advised her to find someone who is a good match to talk to, but in her heart, she always felt that the playboy was not reliable.

"Hmph!" My mother coughed outside the door, and the door was gently pushed open.

"Jiahui! You're not asleep!" Mother walked in happily.

"Prepare to go to bed."

"Have you found a friend?" the mother asked with concern.

"No," Yang Jiahui said, stretching her waist.

The mother continued to nag: "You should also find someone with a good match when you look for friends. It's not good for a small family, do you know?"

"My cousin is looking for a wealthy man with a good match. He is still a widow every day!" Yang Jiahui said angrily.

My mother immediately lost her words.

It turned out that Jiahui's cousin was a very vain person. A few years ago, she found a successful successful person with a career. She was both in terms of money and status. After three months of lightning love, she entered the palace of marriage. She was still happy at the beginning of the marriage, but later her cousin discovered that the original prince charming was actually a hypocrite. She not only did some shameful things, but also had a younger and more beautiful little m outside.

Whenever she thinks of this, she always feels chilling. She is afraid that such a thing will happen to her, so she wants to find someone who can rest assured, even if it is a very ordinary person.

"Go to bed quickly, I'm so sleepy." Yang Jiahui gently pushed her mother out.

The night felt very short today. The sun was red, big and round in the morning. Zhang Jun got up very early and was very energetic today. He stood in front of the window and looked at the fiery sun and did a few chest expansion exercises. He saw the water vapor outside the window and thought, today must be a hot day.

The mother walked in curiously: "Dajun, why did she get up so early today?"

Zhang Jun turned around and said, "I don't know why, either?"

"Mom, I'll go buy some fried dough sticks and come back." Zhang Jun said as he put on his clothes and walked out.

There are already people who are training in the community, and the air is really fresh. Zhang Jun sucked hard twice and felt very relaxed all over his body. He hummed a small song while walking, "Don't pick the wild flowers on the roadside... If you don't pick them, don't pick them."

He thought secretly in his heart, what is happiness? In fact, happiness is very simple. If you meet her inadvertently and everything comes so suddenly, it is happiness.

It is happiness to be immersed in love, but some people say that love is a cup of tea. The longer the time, the longer the feeling will be more dull; while some people say that love is a bottle of aged wine, the more delicious it becomes.

He thought about his thoughts along the way, and before he knew it, he came to the door of a small stall. The fried dough sticks were made for many years, and a sign was erected at the door all year round, with the sign saying: "It's a masterpiece in southern Liaoning."

The boss is a tall, thin and kind-hearted man. When he saw Zhang Jun, he greeted him: "The army is here, why is it so early today?"

Zhang Jun also said happily: "Brother Gao, your business is getting better and better."

"I'm awesome! Haha!"

Some fat bosses came over to pick up fried dough sticks with an empty plate. When they saw them chatting, they came over and said, "Don't listen to your brother's bragging."

"Brother, I didn't brag. Look at how many people in your family have been doing all year round, and the fried dough sticks are indeed well made!" Zhang Jun said.

"The advertising is not as good as your fried dough sticks!" Zhang Jun continued to praise.

The tall and thin boss grinned and laughed.

The boss's wife was also very helpful when she heard this, and walked out happily with the fried dough sticks.

The breakfast was very simple, a bowl of soy milk, two fried dough sticks, and a plate of side dishes, but it was very comfortable to eat. Zhang Jun's father asked while eating, "Da Jun, why did he come back so late last night?"

Zhang Jun quickly replied: "I've arrived at a classmate's house."

The mother was careful and looked at her son who was not very good at speaking. She already understood the general idea and asked, "What does that girl do?"

Zhang Jun was confused when facing this sudden question and quickly said, "It's nothing!"

The mother glanced at her father and said nodded. Her father looked at Zhang Jun with understanding.

At this moment, Zhang Jun's mind was flashing with Yang Jiahui's shadow. He had no idea that his parents were looking at him. He lowered his head and drank the last sip of soy milk. He looked up and found that his parents were looking at him. He said embarrassedly: "What are you looking at?"

My father put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and asked with a smile: "You have never lie since you were a child, right?"

The mother also said, "Where does that girl work?"

Zhang Jun looked at his father and his mother. What he saw in their eyes was concern and concern. Zhang Jun hesitated for a moment and said hesitantly: "I just met him, but I still have no sign of the eight characters."

Then she continued: "She just graduated from university and has no job yet."

"What? No job!" My mother was a little surprised.

Zhang Jun looked at his mother blankly: "Mom, I studied finance and stock speculation is very good, much better than going to work."

"You have to think clearly, what should I do after I don't have a job?" My father was a little unhappy.

"Yeah, I know."

His parents went to work, and he was the only one at home. Zhang Jun felt his head was a little heavy, so he leaned on the sofa and quietly recalled his parents' words with his eyes closed. He knew that his parents' words were good words, and he also knew that his parents' minds were outdated and he always thought that going to work was the right way. There was no way. Those who had passed by that era were like that, but he even felt that Yang Jiahui was a mystery, and this mystery would take time to slowly resolve.
Chapter completed!