Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

"I have a few days off, so I want to go out and go around, and I haven't been to other places. I want to be closer to the city, so I just come and have a look." Huang Jingping came over, "Welcome?"

"Welcome! Let's go and sit at my house." Feng Yiping took the bag in her hand, put it on the back seat, pushed the car, and the two walked in together.

Entering the room, she turned Huang Jingping around, "This house is so beautifully decorated, wow, you still have a computer!" She was immediately attracted by the computer on the desk.

"My uncle bought it for me, you try."

Huang Jingping sat on the swivel chair and wandered around, watching Feng Yiping start the machine, "This chair is also comfortable."

She turned to the other side of the window, she got up and walked over, "Is that the Yangtze River?"

Feng Yiping nodded affirmatively. Like Xiao Zhijie and the others, she never spoke anymore, just watched quietly.

The case creaked for a long time, and finally reached the blue sky and white clouds tabletop, "Okay!" Feng Yiping greeted Huang Jingping, who was still looking at the Yangtze River with his cheek in his hand.

"It's so beautiful!", she recovered and said.

"Yes, what is written in the book is absolutely different from what I saw with my own eyes." Feng Yiping asked her to sit on a chair, and pointed her to open the music in the D disk. She did not want to, and opened the prayer. Song.

"Our school also has a computer room with a total of more than 20 computers, but we can only get on the computer once a month, and at least two people each." Huang Jingping said some things in the normal school, Feng Yiping also said Speaking of my situation in No. 1 Middle School, just like that, time passed quickly, and the sky fell unknowingly.

Oh, I have to go to school to study at night! When Feng Yiping looked at his watch, it was almost half an hour.

"Let's go. Let's go eat."

"Oh, my goodness, it's so late. Don't you go to study at night?"

"Let's accompany you to dinner first, and then I will talk to the class teacher."

"Is there any food at home? Or just cook it at home. You go to school first, and we can eat when you come back. My craft is fine too!"

"That's fine, even if you are hungry, eat some biscuits first. The dishes are in the refrigerator."

Feng Yiping was also reluctant to be polite. The teachers have been so angry these days, being late is one thing. Not being absent without a reason is another thing.

He confessed and hurriedly went downstairs and cycled to school.

Parked the car, he took the initiative to walk towards Teacher Li's office, deliberately walking in a hurry, halfway through, he poured some water from the kettle on the palm of his hand and wiped it on the temples.

"Mr. Li," Feng Yiping walked into the office a little breathlessly-this is not a pretense, he was stunned as he walked out of the trot speed. Really tired, Feng Yiping wiped the sweat off his face, "I'm sorry. There was a temporary delay at home, so I just arrived now."

Teacher Li is correcting his homework, seeing his sweaty face, "Well, I don't ask anything, only one. It will not be allowed in the future."

"Yes, definitely!"

When they came to the classroom, everyone was doing their homework quietly. Liu Wenjun, who failed to apply for a seat change, asked in a low voice, "What happened today. I was late for the first time, and I was late for so long."

He turned his head back slightly. "Secretary Zheng is on duty today, your behavior points are deducted!"

Zheng Jiayi in the back row is the secretary of the Youth League in the class.

"Well, it should be deducted!" Feng Yiping was busy wiping the sweat from his face.

At this time, there was a long cough in the back row. This was the duty of the cadres to remind them not to speak!

Liu Wenjun immediately whispered even to vent his anger. Feng Yiping was a little annoyed, and deliberately shut the desk heavily. This crisp sound caused the classmates to look here.

Zheng Jiayi stared coldly at the back of Feng Yiping's head for a few seconds, watching him start to do his homework as if nothing was wrong, her mouth moved a few times, and finally there was no sound.

Somehow, she felt that this classmate, who had never said a word to her, was a bit like her father. He usually had a good temper and was gentle, but when it was more true, even the tough mother had to give in.

On the way home after self-study late at night, Feng Yiping found a small shop that was still open and bought the best toothbrush cups and towels from him.

When he came to the downstairs of the unit, looking at the lights at home, he stood quietly downstairs for several minutes before going upstairs.

There was a plate on the dishes on the dining table. Huang Jingping received her feet on the sofa, hugged a pillow while watching TV. Seeing him entering the door, she smiled, "You're back, go wash your hands first, I'll get the soup You can eat as soon as you warm it up."

This familiar scene made Feng Yiping a little dazed. He shook his head slightly and took a closer look. Huang Jingping walked over with concern, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, maybe it's because I was riding faster on the road just now." As soon as I said it, I felt wrong.

Sure enough, Huang Jingping laughed when she heard it, and helped him to sit down on the sofa, "What anxious, I won't run, you sit down first, and I will pour you a glass of water."

Huang Jingping smiled and walked into the kitchen. Feng Yiping ran into the bathroom and flushed his face with cold water. Only then did he feel a little more awake, and found that the dirty clothes piled in the basin were gone, even the underwear was gone. He came out to look. Dirty clothes and boxer briefs are dancing in the wind on the hanger on the balcony!

"You helped me wash the clothes?"

"They are all washed in the washing machine, so I will help you wash your underwear," Huang Jingping said, her face was a little red. "Dirty clothes that will be changed in the future, put them in the washing machine, and they will smell there."

"I will wash more together, so save the water!" Feng Yiping felt that the rhythm is wrong now, so he deliberately joked.

"You, everything makes sense." Huang Jingping put the rice in front of him, "Try the dishes I made. I made them at a point. They just made them before you came back."

There are three dishes and one soup, one stir-fried pork with chili pepper, one stir-fried soft tofu with minced pork with green onion, one braised fish section, and one tomato and egg soup. The taste is not known yet, at least it looks pretty good.

Feng Yiping tasted them one by one, his mouth was full of vegetables, unable to speak, and gave Huang Jingping a thumbs up.

"Really? Then you eat more!"

Feng Yiping only ate a small bowl of rice and helped clean up the three dishes. Huang Jingping was very happy, and asked him while cleaning up the dishes, "You always deal with it indiscriminately!"

"No, it's just that I didn't fry so many dishes in one meal, nor did you cook them as well." He took those from her, "I'll wash it! I bought a towel and toothbrush on the way back, you first get some hot water Take a dip."

"Hehe, you bought it, and I am going to buy it after you leave, but I can't find the way back."

"There are not many stores still open. I buy whatever you want. You can use it!"

After washing the dishes, Feng Yiping sat on the sofa and watched TV. Hearing the sound of water from the bathroom, he finally walked to the study without writing, just looking at the dark Yangtze River outside the window.

"You are here," Huang Jingping was wearing her pajamas, wiping her hair with a towel, "Come on, blow my hair!"

Feng Yiping followed her to the living room, sitting on the sofa, holding her long hair in his hand, pushing the hair dryer to the second gear, UU reading www.uukanshu.com lightly blowing.

"Do I look good with long hair or short hair?"

"All look good!" Feng Yiping would not answer these questions wrong with his eyes closed.

Huang Jingping chuckled in satisfaction, "But the hair is long, and the ends of the hair are easy to split ends."

"I don't see it, it's good!" Feng Yiping held his hair in front of his eyes and looked at it, resisting the urge to take a breath.

When it reached the top of her head, he couldn't resist looking at the clavicle below and the white greasy below, but his throat was a little dry.

After Feng Yiping came out, Huang Jingping turned off the TV, "Good night!" She said softly and walked into the guest room with her head down.

Smelling the lingering fragrance in the room, Feng Yiping returned to the bedroom. It was almost eleven o'clock, but he seemed not sleepy at all, but he turned off the light and went to bed immediately.

I didn’t know how long, I drank the glass of water beside the bed, and felt thirsty, so I went to the living room with bare feet to pour water. After half a glass was reached, he heard a soft sound of "puff" and the light in the guest room turned on. Regardless of the water and the cup, he ran back to the room empty-handed.

Lying on the bed, I heard the door open, and then the footsteps sounded, not towards him, but into the bathroom. After a while, the slight sound of footsteps returned to the guest room, and then the sound of footsteps over there The door closed slightly again. (To be continued)

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