Go, come.

A bowl of noodles, eating out the momentum of the torrent of steel!

"I'm back. Is the noodles delicious?"

A bucket of braised beef noodles was happily lying in bed, biting a toothpick and picking Feng Li's shredded beef. Qian Futong asked jokingly.

"Delicious! Lao Qian, if you don't go with us today, you will definitely lose a lot."

Zhou Yixuan touched his stomach happily. He not only ate shrimp and crab noodles, but also ate a bowl of bald butter bibimbap, and was 18 minutes full.

"Cut, don't you just eat a bowl of noodles? It's like something good."

Bah! Qian Pu Tong turned a white eye with disdain at the shredded beef in the braised bucket surface picked out between his teeth.

"A bowl of noodles? Come on, Comrade Qian, let me give you some knowledge on the tip of your tongue."

Zhou Yixuan lay on his bed, leaning against the pillow and quilt, cocked his high legs, and played up some newly learned words, bamboo tubes and beans.

"What!"

Five minutes later, Qian Putong jumped out of bed. At noon, the unified braised beef noodles suddenly didn't smell good.

"Hey, hey, regret it! If you don't listen to Gao Mu's advice, you will suffer in front of you. Who told you not to go."

Jinge is mending his knife. He is too full today. Now he needs to straighten his body in bed and digest quietly.

Generally, those who are full need to digest. On the other side, those who are full don't go. They regret it.

"Where's Gao mu? Hasn't he come back?"

"Of course I'm back, but the cadres of their class went to the service building to get the clothes for military training."

Zhou Yixuan also found a toothpick, but instead of picking his teeth, he held it in his mouth and posed. Only in this way can he express his mood at this time.

……

In fact, Gao Mu didn't take Wang Jin and them to the service building to get clothes. Instead, he explained the matter to Wang Jin and the Deputy monitor, and slipped into the woods opposite the lotus pond.

I found a lonely corner, turned on my mobile phone and began to feel the shock of missed calls and short messages.

After half a minute, the shaking hands were numb and the mobile phone was quiet.

Just like his judgment, there are many people looking for him, including Vice President Jia, Dong Wenjun, Shao Yibo, Tan Yangying, Wang Feifei and Gao Jianguo.

The most magical phone shows that the area code is Guangzhou.

Gao Musi wanted to go and estimated that Ma Yiming might have called him, otherwise there was no acquaintance who knew his mobile phone number in Nanjiang.

As for fraudulent phone calls, they really don't exist at this time.

With the current charging base, you may cheat a penny, and the liar will go bankrupt first.

After looking at the content of the SMS, it's basically sent by Dong Wenjun and Shao Yibo. There's something urgent that you can't die of hunger. It's a normal work report!

As for Wang Feifei, he only met in the morning. The call was made earlier than this.

Therefore, these missed calls were directly abandoned by Gao Mu and did not call back.

The first call back from Gao Jianguo was around 12 noon.

"Dad, you called me. What's up?"

"Nothing. I just want to ask you how you are at school? Are you used to it?"

"If you have any bad habits, don't worry about me. How's your family? Are you and my mother well?"

"Well, everything is fine. My grandparents are also in good health. Now the old man goes out for a walk every morning. He is in good spirits. Your mother is here. Let's talk!"

The next moment, Zeng Shufang's voice came from the phone: "Xiao Mu, how are you at school? Are you used to eating, living and dressing?"

sing the same old song!

The same question, the same answer again.

"It's all very good. You can rest assured. What else can you do for such a big person? It's Gao Lu. You should pay more attention. Your aunt is cold in high school. Don't always let some rotten little boys surround her."

The fire of war was drawn out.

Gao Lu successfully diverted Zeng Shufang's attention from herself.

"Xiao Lu is still a director. This time, she selects class cadres in the class. She is also a study committee member. She is much better than you in this regard."

Although Gao Mu's prodigal son turned back and was admitted to mordu University, Zeng Shufang and his wife still resent the degeneration of his high school career.

Compared with Gao mu, although Gao Lu is a girl, they worry a lot less.

Gao Mu is helpless. The decadent time of more than two years in junior high school and senior high school is now the stain of his life.

In the eyes of parents, it can never be cleared, and it will be taken out from time to time as a tutorial.

He also wants to shout. Your son is also the monitor now, okay?

The class monitor of the university is not comparable in high school.

When the words came to my mouth, I swallowed them again. Like children, it's unnecessary. Now I don't need to rely on the affirmation of my parents to affirm my excellence.

It's a little silly to compete with my sister.

"Xiao Mu, what's the matter with your phone? Why have you been turned off before?"

Zeng Shufang's words pulled Gao Mu out of silence.

"The school doesn't allow you to bring your cell phone, so you usually turn it off. I turned it on specially today to see if you have something to find me?"

Gao Mu didn't say that mobile phones were too flashy. He just said that it was the school rules, so that Zeng Shufang could better understand and accept them.

"Well, is there a phone where you live? How can I find you in the future?"

Although it has just been said that Gao Mu is not as good as Gao Lu, it is actually just another expression of love, which belongs to the way of emotional communication between their mother and son.

In fact, the couple in the cottage have long regarded Gao Mu as the head of the family. They will consult Gao Mu first on some major events in the family, especially things like Wankelong.

Therefore, Gao Mu's phone is always out of touch, which is also a big trouble.

There is a telephone in the dormitory room, but he doesn't know the specific number. After thinking for a moment, Gao Mu said, "well, I'll use the pager again tomorrow. If you find me, call me the pager."

"Pagers for school?"

"Let's face it. Many senior students have pagers. Don't worry. I won't do anything against school discipline."

Cell phones are scarce. Pagers are already common. Students with good conditions will be equipped with one, which is also a symbol of face.

Don't put a pager around your waist. The success rate of picking up girls is much higher.

"Then your father and I can rest assured. College and high school are different. You are alone in Shanghai. If you really encounter any problems, you must tell me and your father."

Mother's nagging didn't want to end from the beginning.

Knowing that the changes in the family are brought about by Gao mu, his son will always be a son. No matter how old and skilled he is, he will always be the child in the eyes of his parents.

"Don't worry. I'm sure I'll come to you when I encounter difficulties that can't be solved."

"Well, if there's nothing else, go to class quickly and don't embarrass the teacher."

I just thought Gao Mu took time to make a phone call during recess. I was worried that it would affect his class. I had countless words to explain and took the initiative to hang up.

"Then I'll hang up." Gao Mu could feel Zeng Shufang's missing. Before hanging up the phone, he specially added: "I'll go home during the National Day holiday."

"OK, come back and cook delicious food for you."

When the phone hung up, Zeng Shufang was in a much better mood.

With his mobile phone, Gao Mu sat on an abrupt stone and was silent for a long time.

In a few years, when Gao Lu graduated from high school, as long as his parents agreed, he was ready to bring them around.

It doesn't matter whether an industry like Wankelong stays or not. It itself is to train them and find something to do.

If you really leave, this small industry can also be left to other relatives to toss about.

The number of Guangzhou was transferred out and dialed back. The phone was connected quickly. There was a voice after three beeps, but the voice was a little impolite.

"I'm a cow. How can you drop it? You bite me?"

"Marshal Ma, what's wrong? I have nothing to bite you for. I'm crazy!"

The voice from the other end of the phone is Ma Yiming's voice, but the tone is too blunt.

"Trough! Stick, is that you?"

It's a pity that the old horse has no culture and breaks through the world with a sentence.

"Isn't it me? Why did you scold as soon as you came up?"

"Don't blame the stick. I'm not talking about you, but the express delivery to the factory. I really don't scold and hate."

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