The High Numbers of One Hundred and Seven and Twelve
After Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo left Liangshan Prefecture, they changed cars all the way, and finally arrived in Rongcheng.
When passing by a specialty supermarket near the train station, Chen Hansheng went in and picked out a bunch of beautiful beads, which were worn by a little girl.
"For Xiao Yu'er?" Wang Zibo asked.
Chen Hansheng nodded, and he chose two more horn combs. When paying the bill, he said to Wang Zibo, "My mother has one horn comb, and your mother has one. Women, no matter how old they are, like small surprises."
Wang Zibo took a look at this jade-like, unremarkable comb: "I feel that its usefulness is limited. The effects of horn combs in TV commercials are all exaggerated."
Chen Hansheng rolled his eyes at him: "Do you think it's for health care? It's mainly to please the queen mothers of our two families. Believe it or not, send the comb up. If you come to Sichuan and Yulang with me, you will be able to expose it. You can avoid a beating."
Wang Zibo spat embarrassingly: "My mother stopped beating me a long time ago, so don't talk nonsense."
Back to the hard sleeper, the two of them just slept after getting on the train, and occasionally got up to look at the scenery in a daze. In short, more than 20 hours passed quickly.
Finally arrived at the familiar port city after 7 o'clock in the evening, Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo divided the peppers at the train station and went back separately.
But standing at the door of the house, Chen Hansheng suddenly hesitated.
Originally, the school had a holiday on the 14th, but I left the school on the 17th, and then sent Shen Youchu home. The whole process was delayed for almost 10 days.
Along the way, Chen Hansheng and Xiao Rongyu spent a lot of time sending messages, and only occasionally sent a report to their mother to report their location. I don't know if Liang Meijuan is angry.
Chen Hansheng unlocked the door quietly and found Chen Zhaojun watching the news on the sofa and Liang Meijuan cooking in the kitchen.
"Dad, did you quarrel with my mother today?"
Chen Hansheng asked quietly.
Old Chen made a gesture to hit someone: "You boy can't hope for a better life, no quarrel!"
Chen Hansheng felt relieved a little, walked to the kitchen and said with a playful smile, "Mom, I'm back."
Liang Meijuan ignored him, and concentrated on picking the thread: "I still know how to go home, so I might as well live with someone else."
"How can it be?"
Chen Hansheng quickly took out the ox horn comb, and helped Liang Meijuan comb her hair: "I bought it specially for you. It's been a long journey. Is your son filial?"
Liang Meijuan snorted coldly: "The filial child of others went to college and studied hard. Think about what you have done?"
"Why didn't I study hard?"
Chen Hansheng started talking nonsense again: "For this final exam, let's not say full marks in each subject. 90 points is not a big problem. I guess I can still be rated as a three-good student by the colonel. At that time, send the honorary certificate home and take it to your grandparents' house. Show off."
This sentence is true or false, the school's three good students are true, but not because of their test scores, but if they don't know the inside story, they will definitely be fooled.
Liang Meijuan glanced at her son, and suddenly smiled: "Go and sit on the sofa, I have something to tell you."
Chen Hansheng thought the matter was over, so he pinched the quick meat and stuffed it in his mouth, and sat down on the sofa with a smile.
Old Chen was smoking a cigarette, and when he saw Chen Hansheng's appearance, he asked, "What did you talk about?"
Chen Hansheng repeated what he had said, of course the main thing was to brag about his test scores, Old Chen remained silent after listening.
"What's wrong?"
Chen Hansheng sensed something was wrong.
"fine."
Old Chen put out his cigarette butt and said, "Be patient when your mother beats you later, so as not to disturb the neighbors upstairs and downstairs."
Chen Hansheng suddenly looked up, and saw Liang Meijuan walking towards here with a rolling pin.
"Mom, don't dance with knives and guns when it's Chinese New Year."
Chen Hansheng quickly ran behind the sofa.
Liang Meijuan refused to listen, and continued to beat her after her.
Chen Hansheng circled around and said, "What's the reason this time? Didn't you agree that I'll send Shen Youchu off?"
Liang Meijuan stopped and threw an envelope over: "Three good students in the school, let's have a look."
When Chen Hansheng saw that it was the envelope from the Finance Institute, he knew in his heart that something must have gone wrong. After opening the envelope, he couldn't help laughing himself.
Chen Hansheng’s final exam results: Western Economics 46 points, Management Principles 37 points, Organizational Behavior 60 points, Applied Statistics 51 points, Gross 60 points, Advanced Mathematics 12 points.
After Chen Hansheng finished laughing, he scolded the school again. What kind of report cards do you send for the Chinese New Year? It deliberately affects the harmony of the students' families.
However, he still wanted to save her, and said to Liang Meijuan solemnly: "It stands to reason that I can perform well, but maybe the same name and surname were wrongly sent."
As soon as Liang Meijuan heard that she was still dead and unrepentant, she was about to strike. Chen Hansheng had no choice but to bow his head: "You have to fight after eating. I didn't have a good meal on the train."
This reason is still very effective. Liang Meijuan really feels sorry for her son. She put down the rolling pin and said bitterly: "Then eat first, and then do it when you have strength."
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Chen Hansheng was really hungry, and the chopsticks never stopped. The food on the train was no better than the food at home.
Seeing this situation, Liang Meijuan pushed the fish and shrimp towards Chen Hansheng with a cold face, and asked, "How about Xiao Shen?"
"Poor and cold."
Chen Hansheng didn't lie in front of his parents: "There is a mother-in-law in her sixties and a younger sister in her sixties at home. Let's put it this way, even egg pancakes are a luxury."
Liang Meijuan and Chen Zhaojun looked at each other, Liang Meijuan was fine, and Old Chen shook his head slightly.
Chen Hansheng thought about what happened to Lao Chen, his thinking was not correct, I still need to be well-off, right, and then he remembered that Liang Meijuan wanted to beat him just now, and Chen Zhaojun didn't stop him.
Therefore, Chen Hansheng coughed and said to Liang Meijuan: "Mom, the conditions of our family and hers are similar to those of my father and you back then."
Sure enough, this trick to divert the anger worked immediately.
Liang Meijuan put down her chopsticks with a "snap": "Chen Zhaojun, your family wasn't very rich back then, and Chen Hansheng and his two uncles contributed to the house you got married. Why didn't you tell your children..."
As soon as Lao Chen heard it, he became anxious. I just kept my head down and ate, so why did I get involved.
However, after being married for more than 20 years, no one has any quarrel materials. The more Liang Meijuan talked, the more she became more energetic, and she immediately forgot about Chen Hansheng's 12 points in mathematics.
After eating, Chen Hansheng ran back to the bedroom to send a message to Xiao Rongyu.
Chen Hansheng: I got home and finished eating.
Xiao Rongyu: So fast, didn't I just arrive at the train station just now, I went to a relative's house for dinner today.
Chen Hansheng: Don’t rush and eat slowly. I’ll rest tonight and buy you a bracelet tomorrow. Is Uncle Xiao at home?
Xiao Rongyu: You want to come to him? These days my family is full of relatives.
Chen Hansheng: Don't get me wrong, I just want to learn how to drive with a driver's license. It may be faster to ask him to say hello.
However, this sentence was not sent after it was typed. He thought about it and deleted it and replaced it with another sentence.
Chen Hansheng: There is nothing to be afraid of, just seeing the parents.
Xiao Rongyu: Hmph, what you said sounds like you've seen other girls' parents.
Chen Hansheng: Hehe, I really know how to joke.
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