Back to the Years When My Father Was in School

After school, Lu Yan ran to Lu Zhen's class carrying a schoolbag and handed two hundred brand new tickets to his hand: "Take it, and pay back all the money you owe!"

"Where does the money come from?"

Lu Zhen knew that all the pocket money that Lu Yan had saved in the past had been taken to him to pay back the money of the burned house owner. Now her pockets are tight, and there is no money left for him.

Lu Zhen looked towards the bike lane, but did not see Lu Yan's car. He asked with a calm face, "Did you sell the car I gave you?"

"Our home is very close to the school." Lu Yan gave him a guilty look: "I don't think it is necessary to ride a bicycle."

Lu Zhen didn't know the evil fire coming from there. He stuffed the money into Lu Yan's arms, turned around and walked away. After a few steps, he turned back angrily and grabbed the tickets.

"Dad, what are you doing."

"Who did you sell the car to?" He said with a sullen face, "Buy it back!"

"Can't buy it back, the store said it has changed hands."

Lu Zhen turned around and kicked the tree trunk, and said angrily: "Who is letting you do it yourself! I'm not so down-hearted that I want you as a little girl to sell the car and pay me back!"

Lu Yan blinked, her eyes flushed, wet and aggrieved.

Liang Ting couldn't stand it anymore. He walked over and pulled Lu Yan behind him, and blamed Lu Zhen: "What do you mean, little girl, she is also to help you."

"Just like Shu Mengfei, you treat me as a useless waste, don't you!"

"No, I don't."

Even if everyone said that Lu Zhen was a hopeless Ku Shao and was no longer raised, Lu Yan had never thought about it like this.

She has witnessed the hardships of her father’s entrepreneurial era, and she knows better than anyone, to what extent this man can force herself to be cruel.

Liang Ting came over and pulled Lu Zhen: "Even if you are broken in love, you shouldn't vent your anger with your sister."

"He is always like this." Lu Yan gasped, her eyes blushing, and muttered: "He is always like this, leaving the worst for the closest person."

If it hadn't been for Lu Zhen's bad temper that made grandfather chill, how Ren Shi Xuexian played tricks would not cause father and son to separate and stop contacting each other.

Grandpa is his only son.

Lu Zhen calmed down, looking at the aggrieved appearance of the little girl, his heart softened suddenly, and his temper was gone.

He looked at the two hundred dollars crumpled in his hand, distressed and anxious.

Who told her to sell the bicycle to pay him back, even if he was down, he wouldn't let this little girl smash the pot and sell the iron to raise money for him.

"Just sold for two hundred yuan?"

Lu Zhen patted Lu Yan's head angrily: "I bought the car for one thousand, and you will sell it for two hundred. It's too prodigal."

"Woo..."

Although he was disgusted and disgusted, he accepted the two hundred dollars at any rate, and clasped her shoulders broadly: "A lot of them have gone out. What a prodigal."

"It's not because of the rush."

"I will have money in the future, and I will have to buy you a new one."

Lu Yan leaned on his side and leaned on his arm affectionately: "Dad, no matter what difficulties you encounter, don't give up. Even if everyone doesn't understand you, Yanyan will always be by your side."

In the past, when Lu Yan encountered difficulties in her growing up and couldn’t hold on, that’s what Lu Zhen told her—

Don't give up, even if the whole world doesn't like you, dad will always be by your side.

Lu Zhen moved his arm away, and said disgustingly: "It's too numb."

Lu Yan smiled and rubbed it over, and took his hand around her shoulder. Lu Zhen pulled her up and grew up. She was both a father and a mother, so Lu Yan stuck to him since he was a child.

Liang Ting smiled and said to Lu Zhen: "Shen Kuo can make money, and we can also make it, earning more than him!"

Lu Zhen looked at the setting sun in the distance, suddenly as if he was beaten up with blood, stood up, fisted and shouted: "I want to earn a million!"

Qin Hao was also infected by him and shouted with him against the sunset: "Earn ten million!"

"I want to hug left and right! Let Shu Mengfei cry!"

"I want to marry ten wives!"

Lu Yan and Liang Ting looked at each other, feeling the weird glances from the people around them, and they felt too embarrassed!

Lu Yan knew that when her father was young and frivolous, he had committed a lot of stupidity, and he was a complete second-degree sick boy.

In the past, Lu Yan could only be imagined through the verbal narrations of his uncles, but now that it can be experienced in person, Lu Yan feels quite interesting.

That night, Lu Yan came home from school and saw a pink bicycle parked under the drooping green branches in front of the house.

She stepped forward and found that the car was exactly the same as the one she had sold before!

Lu Yan looked around curiously, there was no one else outside the neighborhood.

Damn! Why is it... back again?

Lu Yan hurriedly got on her bicycle and drove a few laps on the grass, making sure that this was the one she had sold. She is very precious of this bike, and it is a pleasant surprise and a surprise to recover it.

She simply rode the car directly, rushed to the dealership, and asked the shop owner what was going on.

The shop owner was very familiar with this car and said: "A handsome guy bought this car before, how come it's in your hands again?"

"Who bought it?"

"I'm only responsible for selling cars. How can I know who the buyer is, looking at the same age as you."

"It's as old as me."

Lu Yan pushed the car home, very puzzled.

It couldn't be Lu Zhen. Lu Zhen was so poor that he was eating free soup and rice in the cafeteria during this period.

The tall young man stood in front of the non-staple food store, lowered his head and lit a cigarette, looking at Lu Yan's petite back from a distance.

Shen Kuo is definitely not a living Lei Feng who does good deeds without a name, on the contrary...he is sophisticated and sleek, and when he does it, he will surely let others know and make others feel sorry.

In this world, the path of the poor is very narrow. If he wants to make the path wider, he must accumulate contacts and relationships.

But this time is different.

Thinking back to the beginning of school, there was a math tutoring workbook on his desk for no reason. It was the one he had been copying questions in the bookstore, but he was reluctant to buy it.

Lu Yan bought it for him and secretly put it on his desk.

Shen Kuo didn't understand why Lu Yan did this. Maybe... it's just that the rich lady was overwhelmed with sympathy, like feeding a stray dog ​​on the road. She might even have forgotten that she had helped him.

Shen Kuo also knew that he shouldn't think too much, shouldn't be happy over one's own strength, and shouldn't think that there might be girls in this world who care about him or even...like him.

Shen Kuo never owes anyone anything, this time he will...repay her unintentional kindness.

He pinned out the cigarette **** on the trunk, turned and left.

That afternoon, Lu Yan took a leaflet and ran to the door of Lu Zhen's class enthusiastically, and he had important news to tell him.

Unexpectedly, she just passed the corner of the stairs and ran into a man head on.

The man's chest was very hard, and it was that kind of hard muscle that made Lu Yan's head hurt.

She clutched her forehead, raised her head dazedly, and met Shen Kuo's long and narrow dark coffee-colored eyes.

When he is not smiling, his five senses have a unique indifferent temperament, which always gives people a feeling of being kept away from others.

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts!"

As soon as it was Shen Kuo, Lu Yan immediately entered the shadow state, clutching his head and shouting, "It hurts!"

Shen Kuo seemed to have just finished his physical education class, and the bangs on his forehead were slightly wet. Lu Yan could feel the male heat from his body, continuously occupying her senses.

"I didn't hit you, so I rushed forward and put on some pretense." Shen Kuo broke through her mercilessly.

Lu Yan stopped pretending, lowered his head and pursed his lips and smiled.

Anyway, before Shen Kuo, she must "touch porcelain" a lot, relying on him, and relying on him to be able to grow up a lot and raise her hands high in the future.

Shen Kuo couldn't understand the bad thoughts of this girl, and asked casually, "What are you running?"

"Look for my brother, I have important news to report to him." Lu Yanyang raised the propaganda paper in Yang's hand and smiled at Shen Kuo.

There was a dark surge in Shen Kuo's eyes, and the tips of her slender fingers suddenly touched her lips. Lu Yan immediately seemed to have been given a hold technique, not daring to move, fully guarded and nervous.

His eyes were peaceful and gentle, and he gently wiped off a chip of cookie sticking to the corner of her mouth.

Lu Yan could even feel his rough fingertips grazing her lips, and a tingling current passed through her heart.

Recalling back then, forty-year-old Shen Kuo rarely looked at her with such a soft and hot gaze. He seemed to stand in the shadow out of the sun forever, watching her calmly and indifferently.

When he was a teenager, Shen Kuo was a bit less sophisticated and shameless, but more enthusiastic.

"Well..."

Lu Yan stepped back, slightly defensive.

"He is in the playground and may not be in a good mood."

"What's wrong with you?"

Lu Yan instinctively felt that Shen Kuo might have **** him again, and every time he spoke lightly, Lu Zhen could be driven into a thunderous rage.

Shen Kuo gave a light smile, did not respond, loosened the button of his shirt, and revealed a white collarbone.

Lu Yan said softly, "Don't bully him."

He raised his eyebrows: "If you want it."

"If you must bully Lu Zhen, I will show you good looks too!"

Lu Yan smashed his fists, but her small fists were white with powder and were not threatening at all.

Shen Kuo smiled even more at the corner of his eyes, prolonged the tone, and said every word: "Oh, show me good looks."

Lu Yan realized that she was a little stupid, so she quickly retracted her fist and said softly, "Only, as long as you let him go, I will repay you."

Shen Kuo discovered that this little girl was really afraid of him.

He realized that he didn't seem to have done anything particularly terrible to Lu Zhen, even if he did, it was not now.

He lowered his head and leaned close to her, his thin lips fell on her ears, and his voice was low, "How can you repay me?"

"Also, I haven't thought about it yet, I'll talk about it later!"

Lu Yan staggered his body and ran down the stairs to avoid letting him see his burning face.

Shen Kuo turned his head, staring at the thin and slender back of the little girl, pursing the corner of his mouth lightly.

Most of the time, his smile was not sincere.

At least, he was really happy to face her.

…

Lu Yan found three dejected teenagers on the side of the playground.

Lu Zhen was wearing a red basketball uniform and threw the basketball out unhappily. The basketball rolled a few times before it fell to Lu Yan's feet and was stepped on by her.

At first glance, these guys were beaten by masters.

"I don't play basketball anymore. I won't play basketball anymore."

"Brother Lu, don't give up. Although we can't beat others in basketball, our results are not as good as others, and we can't beat him in fights..."

Lu Zhen said angrily: "That's all inferior to him, right?"

Qin Hao quickly turned around: "But we will become big bosses in the future! Overwhelm him in all directions!"

Lu Zhen rubbed his nose and said unwillingly, "When I become the boss, he will look good."

Lu Yan actually wanted to say that, in fact, when you become a big boss one day, Shen Kuo will still twist you to death with just one finger, just like twisting to death an ant.

Lu Zhen tilted her head and asked Lu Yan, "What are you doing?"

"Oh!" Lu Yan quickly took out the crumpled promotional paper in his hand: "Rookie Cup Campus Talent Competition!"

Lu Zhen took the propaganda paper and looked at it casually: "What the hell."

"It's a talent competition for singing and dancing. I heard that the school organizes it every year. There is a 1,000 yuan bonus!"

"Are you going to sing?"

"Yeah!" Lu Yan looked at him expectantly: "I will definitely win the prize. By then, we will be able to pay back the money we owe, and Grandpa will be happy too."

Lu Zhen and Liang Ting glanced at each other and burst into laughter.

"What are you doing!" Lu Yan frowned, "What are you laughing at."

Lu Zhen patted Lu Yan on the shoulder: "Daughter, when you were in junior high school, you went on stage to sing the grasshopper's "Broken Love Front Alliance". Did you forget how tragic the scene of the car accident was?"

Lu Yan:...

She's not a sister-in-law, so she won't be out of tune! She is a woman who almost made her debut! How many brokerage companies were scrambling to sign her.

"Humph, don't look down on me!"

Liang Ting also said: "It's really not that Lu Zhen looks down on you. From junior high school to the present, Lu Zhen's ex-girlfriend Shu Mengfei has participated in this competition every time. To get her down, that's daydreaming..."

"You say that, then I must participate." Lu Yan said smugly: "I will get her down this year, let her three consecutive championships fail, and avenge my dad!"

Although Lu Zhen and his two uncles weren't optimistic about Lu Yan, Lu Yan still signed up, which would surely surprise them by then.