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    Seeing that the balance of the bank card turned over two zeros, and a few more strokes could turn it to six digits, Jiang Wang decided to take the child to buy some clothes.

    He became famous in the town.

    It stands to reason that the person who is about to have this huge sum of money is long overdue.

    For more than ten thousand yuan, you can buy a big house in the provincial capital, buy a new car, and pay a little sponsorship fee to let your child enter a famous school.

    Several people who knew Jiang Wang well also asked why they didn't take the child out to see the world.

    The man touched the stubble and said nothing.

    At the same time, Sufeng Express quickly took root in the city, and two outlets were opened in Nancheng and Beicheng respectively. There is a tracking record throughout the whole process, and there are three times compensation for lost valuables and damaged parts, quietly changing the life of the city people. Habit.

    It’s too difficult to wonder if it’s too hard, since the site is determined, posters have been posted everywhere, and the bus has also specially painted a new ring road announcement.

    "One day to the whole city, one week to the whole country!"

    "Extremely low price starting from six yuan, extremely fast shipping you can't think of!"

    "Are you still hanging chicken feather letters? Be trendy!"

    For this reason, Jiang Wang bought a third-hand Xiali, and the guys with new recruits ran around the city all day long.

    But no matter how busy he is, he still remembers to come back every three to five to accompany his children to do homework.

    Peng Xingwang was very satisfied: "Big brother has not forgotten me, you are a good person."

    Jiang Wang wanted to pinch off the idiom behind him.

    The first step is to establish a running program for express outlets, so that there is no chaos in the layers of management, and then step on a higher platform.

    The company did not expect that this seemingly inconspicuous small city could have so many lists, and began to consider expanding a few more in nearby cities.

    Jiang Wang hesitated whether to worry about the two lines, so he drove with Representative Liu to find a few more places to visit, wondering if there was any chance for fresh food to circulate in the province.

    Cross-regional traffic has been transformed into cross-city inspections, and the time to go home has become even later.

    I was driving the car in the direction of home, when the pouring rain slammed down.

    First, like a truck full of stones, it overturned with a bang, and the raindrops knocked on the car shell, followed by lightning and thunder, and even the gloomy night was torn apart in an instant.

    Jiang Wang held the steering wheel firmly, frowned and said nothing.

    Representative Liu had gotten to know him well these days, and was vaguely puzzled, but he didn't ask any further questions.

    This buddy has a tough temper, his temperament is steady and his emotions are indistinguishable.

    Why are you in a bad mood when you turn around?

    Representative Liu was pondering, Jiang Wang had already sighed with his head on his hands.

    "It's over," he murmured, "there's a child at home, so I definitely don't bring an umbrella when I go out."

    Whether or not there is an umbrella at home is a problem. When you go home, you will have a fever all night without drying it.

    Jiang Wang got up at five o'clock in the morning to run business. The three spare batteries in his bag were all used up, and the phone could not be turned on at the moment.

    He prayed a few words in his heart. After the traffic lights passed, he still turned the steering wheel neatly. He gave priority to sending the business partner back to the hotel, and then turned his head and stepped on the accelerator to go home.

    The lights of the car pierced through the twilight, and he seemed to be walking through the snow alone from thousands of troops, and the rainstorm was reflected in the transpiration.

    It looked like the romance of a mature man, but his stomach was so hungry that he couldn't be intoxicated.

    At noon, drank with the grandchildren, and ate a fart.

    Jiang Wang parked the car and rushed back to Tongzilou in the face of the rain, and glanced up as he approached.

    It's broken, the lights are black.

    I hope the child knows to ask the teacher to borrow an umbrella. The water heater was just installed yesterday, and it has to blow his head after taking a shower.

    Two or three steps up to the third floor, the door opened and the house was empty.

    The strange thing is that the windows are closed, and the balcony clothes are all taken back and neatly folded.

    Jiang Wang looked back in the dark living room, thinking that this child wouldn't be shameless to run to the teacher's house.

    He has excellent eyesight, and in the rainy night when he can't see his fingers, he can vaguely see a stack of paper slips falling at the door.

    Jiang Wang walked over to turn on the light to get the strip, and there was a line of words written crookedly on it.

    Brother, have gone to 501 Teacher Hezi.

    The season characters are so far apart that he barely recognized them after reading them twice.

    The man found a towel and hurriedly wiped his face, then closed the door and went to pick up the young version of himself home.

    But as walked up, heart was a little empty.

    The nature is equivalent to visiting the teacher in the evening, sorry.

    He stood at the door of 501 and waited for a while, first pulled up his collar to smell the smell of tobacco and alcohol, rubbed the smoke stains between his knuckles twice, and then tucked his hair into a serious manner with both hands.

    Be as careful as you were before entering the teacher's office as a child.

    The door knocked twice with restraint, and after a while there was a sound.

    "who is it?"

    "Jiang Wang, Peng Xing looks at his brother." The man pursed his lower lip: "Excuse me, I'll take him home."

    The door opened quickly, revealing the beige walls and Ji Linqiu with wet hair.

    Teacher Ji had just taken a hot bath, the black hair that was tucked behind his ears fell on his temples, and his body was still steaming in the warm yellow light like a sunset.

    In the patio, the cold rain fell on the head and the face, and the other side of the door was dry and warm, making people want to go in.

    Ji Linqiu wiped his wet hair and said, "Come in, Mr. Jiang has worked hard."

    The young man was wearing a light gray solid color t-shirt, with small dark patches on his shoulders from the water droplets on the tips of his hair, inexplicably softer.

    Jiang Wang hesitated.

    Maybe it was because he didn't dare to walk into such a private and warm space of others, not to mention the good teacher whom he had respected for many years in his heart.

    It may also be that he has never seen a teacher in such a relaxed state.

    In other words, the season is approaching autumn.

    Children always have a kind of sacred look to their teachers.

    Blackboard writing, silver hook and iron painting, with a serious and calm expression, the hem of the clothes is as neat as never wrinkled.

    After all, it won't be the wet, steamy young man he is now.

    At this moment, he looked at this twenty-six-year-old Ji Linqiu again from the perspective of twenty-seven years old. The iris and the light and shadow in his memory both overlapped and staggered.

    Ji Linqiu didn't notice the other party's scrutiny, and looked down with a sigh: "Your shoes are soaking wet, are you in the rain?"

    Jiang Wang was startled, nodded and said, "Well, I won't go in, so as not to get your carpet wet. Is Peng Xingwang okay?"

    "He will finish his homework in a while, so take off your shoes and socks first," Ji Linqiu pointed to the shoe rack at the door: "Come in and sit, and I'll pour you a cup of hot tea."

    Jiang Wang suddenly felt a little hot on his face.

    He kind of understands the sticky, long-lost freshness of the stinky child.

    The man carefully took off his soaked shoes and socks and walked into the strange house like a child going on an adventure.

    The dark brown plush carpet is very soft to step on, sore feet will easily sink in, and you can relax after a few steps.

    He controlled himself not to look around, but there was a horse's head wine glass where he looked up.

    The white bone feels very real, not like a fake made of plastic.

    The small living room is surprisingly stylish.

    There is no TV in the living room, the small pine coffee table is placed in the center of the pure white round blanket, and the fluffy pillows are scattered in the corner, which is suitable for sitting and leaning.

    The beer pressed the half-finished "Ten Day Talk", and a red leaf was pinned to the title page.

    A pair of rings fell in the horse skull cup, Jiang Wang was embarrassed to take a closer look.

    Walking two more steps in, there was a snake-faced sanxian placed in the corner of the wall.

    The python pattern is blue and white, looking old and beautiful.

    "The students gave it to me when I was teaching." Ji Linqiu brought hot tea over, the glass was very old: "I have been studying for four months, and I can barely play half a horse."

    "It's amazing," Jiang Wang stood very cautiously, not daring to lean against the wall casually, and remembered to say thank you, "Teacher has great taste."

    He remembered the business, and bowed his head to explain the reason.

    "I've been running business for the past two days. I just came back from the suburbs of Dongcheng. I didn't have time to pick up Xingwang. I'm sorry."

    "He's very clever," Ji Linqiu laughed, motioning for Jiang Wang to sit down for a while: "I saw a cloudy day in the afternoon, and before it rained, he ran to ask me, if it rained, would you like to go home together, he brought an umbrella."

    Jiang Wang coughed and looked at the novel on the low table to change the subject.

    "Is this book good? I'll buy one later."

    He hasn't read much since he graduated from junior high school, but he still wants to be a cultural person in front of his teacher.

    Dress up like a bit.

    Ji Linqiu smiled: "Don't look, it's quite yellow."

    Jiang Wang wondered if I looked like a pure lover, raised his eyebrows to express his interest, thought of something, and asked tentatively.

    "Mr. Ji's house is very warm, did the girlfriend clean up?"

    Ji Linqiu shook his head, entered the room and asked Peng Xing to look out.

    Jiang Wang put down the teacup and got up and found that the child had fallen asleep on the desk.

    The man gently picked up the juvenile version of himself, and the child slept until the snot bubbles came out, still holding a pen in his hand.

    Ji Linqiu helped pack up the schoolbag and homework, and took the key to the third floor.

    Jiang Wang put the child on the bed and covered the quilt, and went out again to thank Ji Linqiu.

    "Mr. Ji," he smiled apologetically, "I'm really grateful to invite you back to dinner."

    "Small things, you can ask Xingwang to come over if you are too busy in the future. He has always been very good."

    Jiang Wang's breathing stopped, not quite used to being called a nickname in person.

    "Well," he responded briefly, and then reached out to brush Ji Linqiu's hair: "Be careful, it's stained with ash on the wall."

    Ji Linqiu subconsciously wanted to avoid physical contact and waved goodbye.

    Jiang Wang didn't think much, closed the door and went back to change Peng Xingwang's pajamas.

    The child had been sitting upright for a long time.

    "Are you awake?"

    "I woke up as soon as I got out of bed!" Peng Xingwang raised his hand and said, "The teacher took me to eat his fried egg custard, and also invited me to drink yogurt!"

    "……Got it."

    "Brother, have you eaten yet, remember to blow your hair when it's raining!"

    "Got it."

    Jiang Wang helped him change into his pajamas, touched the child's hair again to make sure it was dry, and said with a sigh of relief, "Go to sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow."

    The child was nestled next to the pillow and held a pillow in his arms, letting him help tuck the quilt.

    "Brother, come closer, I will tell you a secret quietly."

    Jiang Wang glanced at him: "You can't sleep."

    "Come here."

    The man leaned over to the child, and a whisper came from his ear.

    "The teacher is so fragrant, like a gardenia."

    Jiang Wang went back with no expression on his face: "Don't smell indiscriminately, sleep." w, please keep in mind:,,,

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