Chapter 41 (1/2)

It's more than three o'clock in the afternoon to send off the winter night. My doubts are like a spark in my heart. It's irresistible to start a prairie fire eventually. I went straight back to my parents' residence and heard the old man's hearty laughter in the living room as soon as I entered the door.!!! Super! Hurry up! Head! Hair

”come, Xiao Nan, I'd like to introduce you to you.” the old man must have had a drink at noon. Usually, the serious Chinese character's face is red, and the range of action is less correct. He reaches out to the young gentleman sitting opposite him and says roughly: ”my former student, Guo Xiang, Xiao Guo, this is my son, Chu Nan, who doesn't fight.”

I blushed a lot. When do we lose people to you?

Guo Xiang, a young man, was so restrained in front of the old man that he was no different from my son. He quickly got up to look over his hand and said with a smile, ”Hello, I often hear the teacher talk about it. I see you today, and you are really a talent.”

I don't know if he was shy or said something against his will to flatter the old man. His face flashed a little shy, which made me fight a cold war. How could I still wriggle like a big girl?

”Where”

I'm thinking that Guo Xiang's name is familiar to me. The old man there frowned and sighed: ”he's a talent, too? There's no comparison with you, Xiao Guo. You didn't see my daughter. If you didn't already have a girlfriend, I would really like to introduce fate to you as a wife. ”

The old man did drink too much. Otherwise, he would not say that. Seeing Guo Xiang's face is red and his ears are red, I feel nervous for no reason. I look at him unconsciously. Frankly, even from the perspective of men, I can't pick out his flaws.

We dare not say whether Pan'an looks better than Pan'an, because we don't know what Pan'an looks like, but we definitely call it eight characters of ”good-looking jade tree facing the wind”. We should look at the age of about 267. A position of long short hair, simple and simple, gentle temperament and humble and sincere attitude make people feel good about it. I should not I can't explain why I dislike him for some reason. Is it because he is more handsome than me? If I would be jealous of such things, I would have killed myself long ago, but it's strange that I just can't restrain my desire to compete with him? Yuan Yuan is only 16 this year. ”My stepmother suddenly hugs my arm, turns the old man's eyes and says,” what's more, is my son a talent? I tell you, fate will marry in the future, but also to marry such a man as her brother, or I would not agree! ”

If my stepmother is not only thirteen or four years older than me, I really doubt who I am. If my stepmother protects the baby, it will embarrass Guo indirectly, but he doesn't care. Instead, he smiles with relief. My hostility to him has been reduced by three points.

The old man did not dare to challenge his stepmother. He pretended to ask Guo Xiang to sit down and said solemnly to me, ”I will learn more from your brother Guo in the future. I have a company since I graduated from university only three years ago.”

Before I could speak, my stepmother insisted, ”how do you know that my son won't be successful in the future? Maybe in two years, he will be able to buy all the big groups like Fengchang! ”

I really can't stand it. If I let my stepmother go on, I'm ashamed to death. ”Hey, mom, I'll put back the fate account page. Where is the account book?”

The old man could not wait for his stepmother to shut up quickly. ”Yuxuan, you don't need to say a word. Nobody is dumb. Go and give us a pot of tea again.”

”Well, if you don't bury my son, I don't care about you. Xiao Guo, I'll make you laugh.” my stepmother, after all, is a woman who knows a lot. She looks up at me with a beautiful face and a smile. Her raised chin is full of pride and pride. ”My son is filial and knows something. He's more dear to my stepmother than to his mother, so I just can't hear others scold him No, it doesn't mean anything to you. ”

My stepmother's words are like a warm river flowing through my heart. I can't express my pleasant touch with words. Even without my mother, I still have the luxury of maternal love

my stepmother is busy and making tea, so I send the Hukou page back to her room. So, as I wish, the words of winter night still linger in my ears. I came from my stepmother's dressing table In the second drawer, I found the account book, and my nervous hands were shaking.