I Can Hear The Voices Of The Reborn Tablemates

There is only one more week to celebrate the new year.

Zhao Feng did not stay in Yanjing any longer and got up and returned to Jiangyang.

As soon as I got home, I found that my yard was filled with boxes of all sizes, including red dates, pickled mustard, various clothes, snacks, and other things.

"What's going on? When did our house become a warehouse?"

Zhao Feng looked at the yard filled with various things curiously and asked in confusion.

"You brat, you know how to play tricks all day long, and you still ask questions!"

While Wang Qiaohui was tidying up, she angrily rebuked: "He ran away as soon as the holiday was over and no one was around. I think you just managed to be good for a few days and your whip was raised to the sky."

"Well, I'm not fooling around. We all bought some cannons during the Chinese New Year. Why is it like this now?"

"What's the matter with you? Have you finished your homework?"

"Ahem, it's still a little bit worse."

"You haven't moved, are you? Just watch and take the exam. Sooner or later, your true colors will be revealed!"

Wang Qiaohui felt that her son had turned back into the playful kid again.

However, she doesn't find it strange, because this is her son's nature. He likes to play and is enthusiastic about everything. He has also studied hard for a few days before relaxing again. 17

Only this time, Wang Qiaohui was also a little surprised that Zhao Feng could improve so quickly.

But when she saw that once the winter vacation came, Zhao Feng disappeared, she felt a lot more relieved!

If Zhao Feng knew what his mother thought, he would have refused!

He wasn't there to play, he was clearly fighting for the future of their old Zhao family.

Besides, he felt that New Oriental's teachers were right. The primary goal of learning was to cope with exams, and the homework assigned by school teachers was an extremely low-end means of strengthening knowledge points.

The reason is very simple. Everyone has different knowledge points, but why are the assignments the same?

Because the homework covers most of the knowledge points!

And he only needs to review what he has learned, and then find his weaker knowledge points for intensive training, and then he can improve. "Why waste time doing some extremely inefficient summer vacation activities?"

Just when Zhao Feng was looking at the contents of the box in a boring way.

Zhao Qiangye came back pushing his bicycle.

"Eh? You brat, you still know how to go home?"

Zhao Qiangye parked his bicycle against the wall and said, "But even if you don't come back, I will drag you back. New Year's Eve will be in a week. Pack your things and we will leave the day after tomorrow."

"Let's go? Where are we going? You won't be celebrating the New Year at home this year?"

"Nonsense, didn't you see that your mother has prepared so many things? Of course she is visiting relatives!"

"Ahem, are you going back to the countryside?"

"no!"

"No? Where are you going?"

"Don't you have a hometown for your dad? Come back with me to see your grandpa!"

"You have a hometown? I have a grandfather?"

Zhao Feng's eyes widened and he asked curiously: "Why don't I know?"

"You don't have a grandpa, but I jumped out of the cracks in the rocks? You're such a brat, big or small. I'm warning you, you'll still be like this when you go over there. Be careful, I'll slap you!"

After Zhao Qiangye glared at Zhao Feng fiercely, he started to pack things with his wife Wang Qiaohui.

Zhao Feng curled his lips. This was the first time he heard about this. Although I had wondered about this before, I never asked too much about the reason.

"It seems that Fang Xu still doesn't know enough about my family, but it's strange, why haven't I heard of it before?"

Zhao Feng looked at the things in the yard and asked helplessly: "Even if I go back to my hometown to see grandpa, there is no need to bring so many things, right?"

"Of course not. There are also things here for your uncle, and some of them are things that were given to your mother when she went to visit another relative of yours!"

Zhao Qiangye explained while packing his things.

"Are there any relatives?"

Zhao Feng was dumbfounded, sighed helplessly, and murmured: "It seems that he is running around again during the Chinese New Year this year!"

Although Zhao Feng felt a headache, he soon discovered that someone had a worse headache than him!

Fang Xu tried hard to persuade his parents not to return to his hometown, but Fang Xu's father not only refused to accept it, but beat Fang Xu severely.

Fang Xu was so angry that he could only come to Zhao Feng to complain!

"Why don't you want to go back to your hometown?"

"The people in my hometown are all greedy for money. In the past, when our family had no money, they didn't even say hello during the Chinese New Year. Now that our family is rich, everyone is involved.

The money I, Fang Xu, earn is not for them?"

"That's it, then you don't have to go back!"

"If I don't go back, my show-off dad will be stripped of his pants by his relatives."

Fang Xu said helplessly to Zhao Feng: "Those guys are just bastards who would snatch a piece of White Rabbit from your pocket!"

"Really? Relatives turn out to be so unreliable! I wonder what my relatives are like?"

"Your relatives?"

Fang Xu looked at Zhao Feng in surprise, with a trace of doubt in his heart.

[Does Zhao Feng have any relatives? I have some comrades in arms and friends who returned to the city together. I don’t remember any relatives in his father’s family? As for his mother’s family, I remember that Zhao Feng never liked going back to the countryside. of. Is he going back to the countryside this year?】

"really!"

Zhao Feng knew that Fang Xu didn't know much about his family's affairs.

In this case, he changed the subject and said, "Well, I'll get you a few packs of White Rabbit to save you from being robbed when you go back."

"Ahem, no need, my parents bought a lot."

Fang Xu decisively declined Zhao Feng's kindness.

[Alas, speaking of the white rabbit, it would actually be good to build a sugar factory. I remember that Golden Throat Houbao seemed to be a sugar factory. Later, I got the formula from Professor Wang Yaofa of Shanghai, and then deceived 197 direct football students into advertising, and a mere pharmaceutical factory turned into a large company worth hundreds of millions. It’s just that the White Rabbit trademark doesn’t seem to work well now. Either next year or the year after, Guanshengyuan will get the trademark. It’s really cheap for Guanshengyuan!]

Zhao Feng did not continue the topic of sugar, but changed the topic and said: "By the way, I heard that your family is planning to move to the provincial capital?"

"Well, with my grades, it's absolutely no problem to get into a middle school in the provincial capital."

Fang Xu replied proudly: "Besides, the development of provincial cities is better!"

"So that's it, then from now on I can only go to the provincial capital to find you?"

"Hey, don't worry, we are good brothers!"

Fang Xu patted Zhao Feng on the shoulder and prayed secretly in his heart.

[Bless this guy to stay in Jiangyang like in his previous life, and don't go to the provincial capital like me. Even if I go to the provincial capital, I don’t want to go to a high school. With such a stupid person holding me back, how can I start my glorious high school life? I absolutely can’t tell him that I want to take the provincial experimental middle school! No, it’s anyone. I can’t even tell you, lest this guy asks me about it!】

[However, I seemed to be showing off that day and mentioned it to Hao Bingjie’s best friend. But it seems that she doesn't care yet, so it should be fine. It’s impossible for Zhao Feng to ask for information from girls, right?]

Zhao Feng smiled slightly, patted Fang Xu on the shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely go to the provincial capital to find you from time to time!"