Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 833 The Most Romantic Thing - Feng Qiuhuang
"if not?"

Chen Daran looked at Chen Fang deeply, "Do you have other ideas?"

"..." Chen Fang scratched his head, but didn't answer for a while.

At his age, isn't it too early for the old man to tell him about this?
He still doesn't know if he can get into college, and of course he doesn't know what it means to marry a wife after graduating from college, and of course he doesn't know why the old man keeps letting him give in to Yiyi over and over again.

The only thing he can be sure of is that his old man favors women over men!
Well, a child like him can't hold back this tall old man in front of him, so just let him go!

Anyway, he also liked to play with Yiyi!

"Is there anyone in the village who looks better than Yiyi?" Chen Daran raised his eyebrows slightly, and shot Chen Fang a gouged look.

Chen Fang thought for a while, and replied seriously: "No."

"That's it!" Chen Daran snorted, "Could it be that you don't like playing with Yiyi?"

Looking at the way his old man looked at him, it seemed that as long as he dared to say "no", the old man would kick him at any time.

He is not afraid of the old man. If he threatens him again, he will teach him a lesson when his mother comes back!

The old man only dared to show off in front of him!
Forget it, what does he care about between a child and an old man!

Chen Fang lowered his head, pretended to think seriously, then raised his head: "I like it."

"You still look like you're not letting go, like a twisted melon, what are you doing with a bitter face?" Chen Daran leaned back in his chair, "Don't think about it, remember to spend more time with Yiyi in the future Play, just let her go, get lost."

Chen Fang was startled.

This drives him away?

Didn't even tell him, why let it go!
"Still sticking here as a sandbag?" Chen Daran squinted his eyes and raised his foot.

"No," Chen Fang subconsciously moved aside, "Well, I have another question."

"Speak. Hurry up and leave after you finish speaking, don't stand here and block your eyes."

Chen Daran glanced at Chen Fang, then his eyes fell on the desk in front of him.

"Yiyi is ignoring me now, how can I get her to talk to me?" Chen Fang took the small certificate on the table and took two steps back, "I gave her the certificate just now, she doesn't want it."

"Heh!" Chen Daran smacked his mouth and looked at Chen Fang, "My silly son, I finally understand, I was worrying for nothing."

"Huh?" Chen Fang looked bewildered.

My old man will talk about him from left to right, what is he talking about.

"Of course she won't want it anymore, this is yours and not hers." Chen Daran sighed, "Can you be any more stupid?"

"Ah?" Chen Fang looked at the small certificate in his hand, and swallowed back what he almost blurted out, "The teacher always praised him as the best-looking and smartest kid in the class."

Forget it, let's not talk about it, so as not to be kicked by the old man again!

"I can't be stupid anymore, that's the only way to go." Chen Fang shook the small certificate in his hand, "Then why should I go to Yiyi? Otherwise, I'll just play it by myself in the future."

"I think, you can only play by yourself in the future, it's too stupid, go, go and play by yourself." Chen Daran waved at Chen Fang, and turned his head away.

Holding the small certificate, Chen Fang walked towards the door slowly and turned his head three times. When he reached the door, he couldn't help but stop and looked at his old man.

It's a pity that the old man didn't look at him as he imagined, and had already buried his head in front of the desk.

Chen Fang paused, hesitated for a moment, and walked out with the small red certificate in his hand.

Sitting in the yard, staring blankly at the sky.

After looking at it for a while, I went back to the room, took a few pieces of paper and a pair of scissors, came out, and sat in the yard again.

Hmph, Yiyi ignores him, then he can play on his own!Grab a piece of paper and cut it up!

Anyway, it's all paper-cutting, if Yiyi can play alone, so can he.

When he cut the third piece of paper, he stopped, looked at the shredded paper on the table, smashed his mouth, stood up, quietly walked to the gate of the courtyard, poked his head out carefully, and looked diagonally across. past.

It's so boring, playing alone, it's so boring!What is Yiyi doing?

Ah!Yiyi was still the same as what he saw at the beginning, she was still sitting at the small stone table cutting paper for fun, while cutting and laughing, she suddenly stopped.

Hey, you didn't find him, did you?

Chen Fang hurriedly hid behind the open door, quietly closed the door halfway, and looked diagonally across the door.

Huh?Did he get it wrong?Yiyi didn't look at him, but picked up something from the table and ate it, and then picked up the small scissors to play with.

Ah!She is actually eating!

He has nothing to eat!
Suddenly remembered that when he was going to school at noon, Yiyi excitedly told him that Aunt Wen had made delicious new cakes, and that he could come to her house to eat after school in the afternoon.

Is Yiyi eating that new pancake?

Chen Fang couldn't help but swallowed, and looked diagonally across the door.

so hungry!

No, he's not going, he has backbone!

He turned his head and walked towards the yard, walked into the kitchen, looked around, found half of a cold steamed bun from the cabinet, and took a bite.

Pooh!
Instantly spit it out again.

I actually bit into the alkali in one bite, so bitter!

What kind of steamed buns did this old man make?

Chen Fang threw the steamed buns into the cabinet, walked out, looked at the main room twice, and then at the gate of the courtyard.

A thought popped up in an instant.

He quickly ran to the room, took the pen and paper on the desk, and began to scribble.

After a lot of effort, I finally finished painting, smiled triumphantly, dropped the pen, picked up the red paper that was painted all over, rushed out the door, and bumped into my old man.

"What are you doing, you are so fussy and flustered." Chen Daran lifted Chen Fang aside with a big hand.

Chen Fang didn't make a sound, subconsciously hid the paper in his hand behind his back, trying to bypass it.

"Stop, what are you holding in your hand?" Chen Daran grabbed Chen Fang, "Take it out and show me, what are you holding?"

"Nothing." Chen Fang dodged back, "You let go."

"Show me, what did you take?" Chen Daran glanced at the red paper behind Chen Fang, and then at the small table in the yard, "Are you playing paper-cut?"

"..." Chen Fang turned his head and glanced at the small table he was sitting on just now, then nodded immediately, "En. Can you let go?"

"Oh." Chen Daran nodded and let go, "Okay, go and play by yourself."

Chen Fang excitedly ran towards the gate of the courtyard. After running a few steps, he turned his head and glanced at his old man, stuck out his tongue, and ran out towards the gate of the courtyard.

"Brat, didn't you mean to play paper-cutting? Where are you going?"

Chen Daran yelled towards the door, looked at the small table, and couldn't help laughing.

Dare to love, this brat suddenly had an epiphany?

"Don't tell you!"

Chen Fang ran out of the courtyard without looking back, and disappeared in front of his own courtyard in no time.

(End of this chapter)