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    When Jiang Wang was shameless, he was good at dancing with long sleeves in the business field, and he was ruffian and good-natured in front of his lover.

    For the first time in more than 20 years, he wrote a love letter in English, which made him hide from Ji Linqiu all afternoon.

    There is a kind of iron-blooded man who suddenly shyly twists his fists.

    Even when he got off work, he deliberately avoided it, gave the car to Ji Linqiu, and walked home quietly by himself.

    Ji Linqiu arrived home with Peng Xingwang half an hour later, and when he was changing his shoes, he saw a man with his back to him watching the military agriculture channel, which was talking about peacock farming and getting rich.

    Peng Xingwang changed his shoes two or three times and jumped over, just like watching the animal world, leaned over to watch the peacock together.

    "Xingwang, you go back to the house to do your homework first." Ji Linqiu smiled and said, "I have some business affairs to talk to your brother Wang."

    The child ran away, leaving only the two of them in the living room.

    Ji Linqiu took out the note from his wallet, unfolded it and handed it to him.

    "Ok?"

    Jiang Wang pretended to look at the remote control.

    "Don't talk anymore?" Ji Linqiu sat next to him, smiling with curly eyelashes, especially soft: "I don't understand, please read to me."

    Jiang Wang was silent for a few seconds before kissing him sideways.

    The two kissed, and then kissed again, and at the same time glanced at the stairs to make sure the child didn't slip back.

    "You've put it away." Jiang Wang said sternly: "I was worried about which word was misspelled before I gave it to you, so I checked it all against the dictionary."

    Ji Linqiu looked at him and smiled.

    Jiang Wang was originally very confident, but when he saw him like this, he was a little unsteady.

    So try it out.

    "...Is the grammar wrong?"

    "Or is the sentence ambiguous?"

    Ji Linqiu shook his head, still smiling at him.

    "It just feels like you're cute."

    The two leaned against each other for a while, before Ji Linqiu remembered another thing.

    "By the way, I have to borrow a shop from you."

    Boss Jiang bought more than ten stores in Yuhan, and now he is going to open a branch in the neighboring district.

    "It's not for me to open a shop," Ji Linqiu said with a smile. "My mother has been a housewife all her life, and her backbone is on me and my father. I want her to find something to do."

    Jiang Wang immediately understood and found the property certificate of the shop closest to their house: "This is just on the corner of the street, there is not much space, I originally wanted to open a milk tea shop, but now it's just right to open a small tailor shop."

    Ji Linqiu brought the news back on the same day.

    Not only took it back, but also led Chen Danhong to see the storefront, another dusty but still lively old shop three kilometers away.

    Chen Danhong rubbed her hands uneasily and said, "I'm a rural woman, and people in the city probably won't wear clothes made by me."

    "Besides, young people now like to go to the street to buy clothes. It's not like buying cloth to make clothes in the old age, is it?" She laughed at herself and said slowly, "Mom knows that you are filial. . . . is really inappropriate."

    Ji Linqiu blinked, pointed to the coat on his body and said, "You know this coat, just the one you gave me during the New Year. My colleagues in the class guess how much I bought it?"

    Chen Danhong was stunned: "A few hundred?"

    "Liu said, starting from 4,000, it might be brought by the UK." Ji Linqiu smiled and said, "Don't worry, when you were young, there were still brides in the village looking for you to cut your wedding dress. Brother Jiang from this shop. It's been vacant for more than half a year, and we can still pay him 70% of the rent if we rent it, and it's six hundred per month, isn't it expensive?"

    Ji Guoshen was still hesitant at first, but when he heard the rent, he was stunned.

    "In such a good location, there is a subway entrance next to it. He only charges you so much for rent?"

    Chen Danhong's expression was loose, and he said embarrassingly, "Aren't you against me?"

    "It's not enough for me to raise my hands to support," Ji Guoshen half-jokingly raised one foot: "I'm about to join the job now. I'll have lunch and dinner in the company cafeteria in the future, and I can pack some for you on the way."

    "There's nothing to clean up at home. Those dishes are called hobbies after get off work, don't you think?"

    This is really settled.

    Ji Linqiu arranged things for his parents, he was relieved, and he went to pick up Peng Xingwang for Jiang Wang from school as usual that day.

    When Peng Xingwang came out, several classmates waved their hands and said goodbye with bright smiles, and the child's expression was still a little dazed.

    "Your brother just arrived at the airport and will not be back until the day after tomorrow." Ji Linqiu took his hand and walked slowly along the street at dusk with the child: "What happened today?"

    Peng Xingwang stayed for a few seconds, looking up at Ji Linqiu.

    "Brother Linqiu," he held his breath for a while before continuing, "They actually... call me Xueba!!"

    Before meeting Jiang Wang, Peng Xingwang was at the bottom of the popular class in the original small class.

    Later, Jiang Wang appeared, and there was another nonsense such as lengthening Lincoln. Later, he escaped unscathed in the madman's wounding incident, and jumped up directly, and was treated no less than Cinderella.

    At first, everyone just thought that he had finally cleaned up and woke up. didn't expect the rumors of the British aristocracy to have noses and eyes. The most popular bookstore in the city is also open in his house.

    Peng Xingwang's nature is not bad, and when faced with such a warm reversal, he remembers to keep his mind calm, and he basically didn't float much in Hongcheng before.

    He has heard a lot of flattery, but he has never been detained as a 'Xueba'.

    For a while, his expression was a little dreamy.

    I... actually have the day to be a scholar.

    Ji Linqiu took a closer look, smiled clearly, and led him to continue walking in the direction of home.

    School education is oriented towards the collective. It will neither accommodate the slowest group nor go to the fastest group, and move forward in a normal manner.

    But Peng Xingwang is different. Not only does he make up lessons one-on-one every day, but he also has a big brother at home who recites words every day. It is difficult to become lazy.

    When I first transferred, I couldn't even understand the English teacher's questions, and now I'm reading English fairy tales in my bedtime readings.

    Ji Linqiu grew up with him little by little, watching him grow more and more, he just felt peaceful and warm in his heart.

    "Brother Linqiu, in today's math class, the teacher deliberately set aside 20 minutes to assign a particularly difficult problem." Peng Xingwang was a little embarrassed when he mentioned this: "However, the teacher in the training class has taught it for a long time. I did, so I did the math on the scratch paper and went up to finish writing the process."

    "Then, Mr. Shao said that get out of class could be dismissed ten minutes earlier today... The whole class was cheering."

    He stopped, held Ji Linqiu's hand and murmured, "Classmates... actually cheering for me."

    "I never thought before that I would be liked so much."

    Ji Linqiu squatted down and rubbed the little boy's head.

    "Isn't this very good." He laughed: "When the teacher first met you, he felt that your eyes were bright, and you could learn everything at a glance. You are a smart and good boy."

    Peng Xingwang blushed a little, and after hesitating for a while, he continued to walk with him.

    "Brother Linqiu, you said... If I want to learn the violin, will Brother Wang agree?"

    "Why a violin?"

    "This, uh."

    The little boy couldn't hold back any excuses. Seeing that Ji Linqiu was still looking at him, he stomped his feet and said, "I'll tell you quietly, you can't tell eldest brother."

    Ji Linqiu raised a hand: "I swear, if I tell him it's a puppy."

    Peng Xingwang felt that it was reasonable to swear, and lowered his voice to explain the ins and outs to him.

    In the primary school in the provincial capital, there will be no math teachers rushing in to take up the music class, and there will be professional teachers who will teach everyone to sing together.

    In their class, there is a little girl named Zhou Yinxin with a long ponytail. She not only sings well, but also plays the piano.

    The little girl is very popular in the class and is also favored by the teacher. She is often responsible for playing the piano for the whole class, and she can show her skills very well.

    Peng Xingwang hopes that he can strive for a little bit of musicality.

    Ji Linqiu found it interesting: "Do you want to play with her at the New Year's Day party?"

    "Not necessarily," the child shook his head vigorously: "Even if I play a solo, it can stand out."

    "What do you think, when other classes think of our class, one can play the piano and the other can play the violin, wouldn't it be logical to connect them together?"

    Seeing that Ji Linqiu was still looking at him with a smile, Peng Xing covered his mouth and said, "I don't like her, brother, don't think about her!"

    "I didn't ask."

    "No! Not really!"

    "Okay, I'll accompany you to pick a violin tomorrow."

    So really arranged for a violin teacher to teach every Tuesday and Friday, and assign homework to practice the piano every day.

    Jiang Wang came back after a business trip for a few days. Seeing the young version standing with a violin in his arms, he felt a little emotional: "This child is very artistic—"

    Peng Xingwang raised his arms and swung his bow, and the violin let out a scream like a cat being stepped on its tail.

    "...A heart that won't admit defeat." Jiang Wang concluded, "I'm optimistic about you."

    Practice on the first day, practice on the second day, and continue on the third day.

    I practiced until the cat-like screams turned into a dying squeak.

    So that the downstairs neighbors came to knock on the door deliberately, and asked them to be friendly to animals, but it was impossible to adopt them.

    Ji Linqiu hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry to disturb you all... I don't have a cat at home, it's a child practicing the piano."

    The uncle downstairs showed a complicated expression: "Really?"

    "This," the aunt didn't know what to say for a while: "...isn't the teacher not good?"

    Jiang Wang didn't feel the atmosphere of mountains and rivers at home at all, so he hid in the study when it was time to practice the piano.

    Children are a little embarrassed to practice.

    "The teacher said that it was like this at the beginning of practice! I'm almost pulling out a complete little star!"

    Ji Linqiu couldn't hold back his smile, and said with a serious face: "Your brother may be busy with work."

    "He doesn't love me anymore!" Peng Xingwang said sadly, "He has changed!!"

    "Jiang Wang!" Ji Linqiu shouted in the direction of the study, "Xingxing said you've changed your mind!"

    Two minutes later, Jiang Wang slowly paced over.

    Look at Qin, look at Cub, and then look at Qin.

    "It really doesn't work, let's practice suona."

    "That sound." w, please keep in mind:,

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