I just want to be self-reliant

The address of the middle school given by Laolong is near Jiangda University, and it is said to be one of the top key middle schools in Jiangzhou.

But even in 2003, when Zhao Dezhu drove the Jetta King outside the school gate, there were already a lot of good cars parked on the side of the road. There were many Audis, and most of them were driven by drivers.

Zhao Dezhu had never paid attention to these details before, and it was very interesting to watch.

Because it is very different from the children of the city college who are basically from the bottom of the society.

This society has long widened the class gap.

Even he, the second generation of demolition, was thrown out by this level.

When school was over, Zhao Dezhu sent the text message and sat in the car to wait.

But among the large crowd of students who swarmed out, the female high school student named Nana felt that she was shining across class differences.

In late autumn, an inch of autumn rain is cold.

The coolness is already heavy, and the sales team is waiting for the rainy season covering the whole city to pass, and then rushes to the market town to sell a wave of winter clothes.

The school uniform of this key middle school was a bit caught off guard and couldn't keep up.

Therefore, most students put on jackets and winter clothes outside their sports uniforms.

But Nana was still wearing blue and white sportswear, which made Zhao Dezhu a little worried about what to do if she was cold.

Two twisted braids hang down on the shoulders, about the same age as people of the same age, shiny black, revealing a healthy vitality.

But the addition of a blue headband seems to be a little more mature and rigorous, even if the laughing Yanyan is saying something to the students on the left and right.

But it's definitely the female squad leader Fan Er.

No matter the boys or girls around, they are all followed by her talking and walking.

Among the students coming out of the school gate crowded with each other like a tide.

They can suddenly appear like a dazzling star.

It suppressed the surrounding companions and attracted the eyes of countless passers-by and parents.

The skin is indeed white and clean, the faint blush on the cheeks and the good-looking eyebrow shape, let Zhao Dezhu be assured that this little girl definitely learned from her mother, and has the habit of putting on light makeup!

Originally, her foundation was good, and she still had this habit, which really killed a yellow-haired girl of the same age in seconds.

But this appearance may not be as outstanding as her temperament.

Those eyes carried a look that is hard to find among her peers, she was bright and bright, and she was described as looking forward and looking, as if she was a bit attractive.

But the eyes that are obviously very pure, such a little look around, will make people feel that they have come and seen.

It's really beautiful!

And also take a little stewardess to check whether the seat belt is fastened.

Zhao Dezhu, the fake squad leader, couldn't help but sit upright and dial with his mobile phone, because seeing the little girl's small movements, he was obviously looking for someone.

But it was so well controlled that other students didn't notice it, and one boy continued the discussion with a book in his hand.

Nana regretfully took out the mobile phone with the plush toy hanging from her big schoolbag: "Ah...the white one? The license plate number is, um, I saw it."

Zhao Dezhu was careful to keep a distance.

He knows the distance to avoid.

I didn't drive the small red cross-country because it wasn't old-fashioned enough, and it only had two doors, so I didn't have a choice of seats.

Now he got out of the car and opened the door even less diligently, and just slid along the trend, and parked the rear door firmly next to the students, posing as the driver's elders.

Deliberately tilting his head sideways and lowering the rear window, he leaned over there: "Hello, Nana, did your grandfather tell you that he can't come today because he has something to do, so I'll take you to the hospital."

Before the braided girl had time to speak, the surrounding middle school students were already poking their heads curiously!

Fifteen or sixteen years old is the age when the love is first opened and the heart is sprouting.

No matter how Zhao Dezhu concealed it, he was still a young man of eighteen or nineteen.

The purposely calm dark blue POLO shirt is covered with a gray-black jacket, which is quite old-fashioned and makes Long Zhiyu relax his vigilance.

But in the eyes of these middle school students, they are mature beyond their peers.

Especially Zhao Dezhu's thin and serious face...

They can be understood as cool, and this deep aesthetic is the most popular right now.

Instantly destroyed the academic atmosphere outside the car door: "Wow! So handsome!"

"Wow... monitor, you hee hee..."

"Wow, are you the monitor's boyfriend?"

"Wow...you can speak Mandarin!"

Anyway, this modal particle was used to start the scene, and the scene of chattering was comparable to that of a golf class.

So Zhao Dezhu is quite used to it, with a serious and indifferent expression: "I am a colleague of Nana's mother, you still have to study hard..."

In fact, my heart is full of hahaha, I never thought that I would have the day of pretending to be an uncle.

Nana is the kind of spring breeze blowing on her face: "Hello, Uncle Zhao, come on, don't be joking, you must pay close attention to the introduction tomorrow morning. There is no evening self-study in the first year of senior high school, so cherish the time and improve the efficiency of morning classes. I Let's go and go to the hospital to accompany my mother."

Say goodbye to the surroundings, take off your schoolbag, open the door and sit in.

Zhao Dezhu tried his best to simulate himself as a hitchhiking driver, and drove away calmly with a professional attitude.

But it caused a bunch of girls to wow again, so cool!

Cotton pants?

Today, a girl started to tease Zhao Dezhu. He, a guy from eastern Guangdong, probably never knew what long johns were, and he was about to start wearing them.

Then there was silence in the car.

When will Zhao Dezhu be left alone in front of women?

Unique.

From Boss Xia, down to the little girl babbling in the canteen at the gate of the school, Zhao Dezhu can communicate casually and skillfully.

But this guy dared not say anything.

He didn't even dare to boo and inquire.

Apart from his respect for Sister Long, the vanity of being frequently courted by the opposite sex in the past two months made him a little narcissistic.

If you tease Long Zhiyu's daughter, everything will be over.

Unexpectedly, the girl in the first year of high school was sitting upright behind the co-pilot, her knees were close together and looked very high, she put her hands on it and quietly looked at the silhouette of the driver's seat.

Zhao Dezhu occasionally observed from the rearview mirror, and felt that this action was similar to that of a flight attendant sitting at a station.

Long Zhiyu taught her daughter to be too obedient.

He felt sorry for being a mother. Long Zhiyu must have suffered so much to care so much about his daughter's education.

Maybe it's just the eye contact in the rearview mirror.

Let the high school girl speak with her shoulders flat and her waist straight: "Uncle Zhao, hello, my name is Lei Yuena, do you... like my mother?"

Zhao Dezhu almost turned the steering wheel, he never expected the other party to ask so directly.

He hesitated: "Although I am still her student, I do have this idea, but your mother is more opposed to this matter, so I won't mention it, the point is that she is happy."

A high school girl has the polite questioning attitude of a stewardess handing out drinks: "Do you listen to her?"

Zhao Dezhu shook his head with a rattle: "I don't listen to her, I don't listen to her at work, it's just that I like her, so I can't just care about what I think, she feels that there is a big age gap, and other people's gossip is very stressful. Then I won't embarrass her."

Lei Yuena was more serious: "Then what do you like about my mother?"

Zhao Dezhu almost joked that even blind people can see it, but he thought it was a good atmosphere for communication, and tried to be serious: "Actually, in my eyes, your mother is a mature and strong girl, but she is not very reliable in things... ..."

He sincerely didn't think that Long Zhiyu was older than him, but the eyes of the little girl in the back seat were as wide as copper bells, so he definitely didn't think of this description.

Zhao Dezhu concluded: "But the most important thing is that she is very righteous. You know, your grandfather is far worse than her. Maybe she can't say what to do, and she can't say it right, but her attitude is very correct... I can't describe it... ..."

This is too lethal to him.

A mature and sensible big sister, a goddess who can almost guide the direction of his life.

He likes it so much.

High school students are more educated than him: "The three views are very positive?"

Zhao Dezhu: "That's what it means, maybe she's not smart, and she can't help you with everything, but as long as I see her, I feel at ease and happy, and of course I hope she is happy. It doesn't matter where she can go, as long as she is happy."

Girls in high school are obviously good at grasping the big and letting go of the small: "Do you think you made her happy?"

Zhao Dezhu felt like he was interviewing, and he had never interviewed anyway: "It should be...well, the golf class is what she wants to do with all her strength, and now I'm working hard to do it well, and your mother opened that bar, and now it's doing pretty well. Well, your grandfather's school should have been a mess, and I got involved with the joint school run by Southwest Associated University, anyway, I think she's very happy when I come here every day to tell her some good news."

Speaking of this, Zhao Dezhu himself felt a little surprised, and quickly explained: "These are not entirely for her, I am busy with my affairs, but I am also very happy to be able to talk about these things with her."

That's right, Zhao Dezhu shared these things with Long Zhiyu, just to show off that I can do business, and I am trying to be self-reliant.

Long Zhiyu is often taken for granted or taken for granted by adults when they look at children.

Isn't there a saying in later generations, when I get a little older, I find that I only need a woman who can talk to me well.

It's not like those little girls who always look adored or intoxicated!

And only a man who has experienced it will understand how intoxicated he is at this time, and how capricious he is when he lifts his pants.

The younger female high school student in the back row didn't do this, instead she seemed to be thinking seriously: "Is this... is true love?"

Zhao Dezhu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "No, no, how could they be so sour, how could they be so polite, and if the two of them get along happily, it's better than anything else."

Lei Yuena hummed slowly: "Mom...these days are indeed very happy."

Saying this, Zhao Dezhu got excited, and immediately lost his previous deep and indifferent look, and turned his head with joy: "Really?"

The contrast was so great that the female high school student hesitated: "How old are you...?"

Now Zhao Dezhu didn't dare to say nasty things about picking up girls regardless of their age, and quickly withdrew his expression: "I'm sorry, the main reason is that your mother has been rejecting me all the time. I'm so happy to hear this news suddenly, even if it's not necessarily because I'm happy .”

Obviously the female high school student is a qualified spy: "It's because of you, she talked about you several times while eating, and she always had a smile in her eyes."

Zhao Dezhu was elated from the bottom of his heart, his eyes lit up, but this time he controlled it well, driving calmly, and only gently bounced his fingers on the steering wheel.

But I heard Lei Yuena leaning forward quietly and getting closer: "Later...you buy a bunch of flowers at the entrance of the hospital, my mother must be happy."

Zhao Dezhu was pleasantly surprised!

Is this a successful interview?

This daughter just wants it!