My 1979

The two continued to chat without saying a word, and the meal lasted until about one o'clock in the afternoon.

After finishing the meal, Pan Guangcai lay down on the sofa and fell asleep, snoring loudly. Pan Ying and He Zhou couldn't hear the sound in the house, so they simply closed the door and went to the fish pond in the community to feed the fish, with bread on the side. Grind it into crumbs in your hands and throw it into the pile of goldfish.

"I heard that goldfish's memory is only seven seconds. After seven seconds, they can't remember what happened before. Everything starts over." Pan Yong said with an envious tone, "Then there will be no sadness and no tears."

"False." He Zhou said firmly.

"The structure of goldfish brains is different." Pan Ying pouted.

"What's different?" He Zhou walked seven or eight meters ahead, changed his position, raised his hand to the top of the pool as if to spread bait, and not long after, goldfish gathered in the palm of his hand again. Below, he said seriously, "Look, they have formed a conditioned reflex, which proves that their memory lasts more than seven seconds."

Pan Ying rolled her eyes at him and said, "Will you die if you don't speak?"

Secretly hating myself for asking for trouble.

"Okay," He Zhou, no matter how stupid he was, knew that he was too dull and uninviting. After scattering the bread crumbs in his hand, he clapped his hands, "Then how do you want me to answer?"

Pan responded, "You can answer whatever you want."

"I have never been a literary and artistic young man." He Zhou spread his hands helplessly and said, "I am a common person, a big common person."

Suddenly, I thought of what his father said in his notebook: Be a common man, greedy for money and lust, be upright, greedy for gentleman's talents, love beautiful scenery, do righteous things, settle the grudges of the past life, and love the people in this life.

"Why are you laughing?" Pan Ying was careful and noticed the strange look on He Zhou's face.

It wasn't mocking, it wasn't sarcasm, it wasn't a happy smile.

"It's just a sentence that suddenly came to mind." He Zhou said.

"What are you talking about?" Pan Ying was curious.

"Most people are ordinary people all their lives. If there is sublimity, it may only be for a moment." He Zhou said.

It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon when Pan Guangcai woke up. After washing his face with water, he took two people to attend Li He's dinner.

The old man had a lot to do and chatted endlessly. From Li Lan to He Zhou and then to Pan Ying, everyone was impatient and wanted to find an excuse to leave first and find fun elsewhere.

Sang Biao sat on the chair, as if there was a needle stuck under his buttocks, swaying left and right, winking at Li Lan, indicating that he would take the lead.

Li Lan pretended not to see it, not because he didn't dare to leave, but out of respect for the elders here.

"You guys, don't be an eyesore here, I think you're awkward." Li Long said to Li Pei next to him, "You can find a place to organize the bureau yourself."

Yang Huai smiled and said, "Uncle, is it settled then? We won't bother you anymore?"

As he said this, he was the first to stand up, and looked over at his uncle Li He from time to time. After all, it was his uncle who had the final say, and he was not very reliable sometimes.

"Get out of here." Yang Xuewen lost his temper first. From his grandfather to his father, everyone in the Yang family is a steady and honest man. Unexpectedly, Yang Huai, a strange man with a mouth full of Xipi, appeared. Running water is not reassuring.

On the surface, he, like He Zhaodi, has retired, but don't worry, there is no shortage of places to keep an eye on!

"Then you eat and drink slowly, and we'll leave first." Pan Ying also took the coat on the back of the chair in his hand, looked up and saw Li and the girl next to him, "Big star, With us?"

Zhang Xiaohui first looked at Li He with a smile. Before Li He could speak, Pan Ying continued, "Uncle Li, don't worry, we won't lose her."

Li He nodded and said, "You go out, don't drive after drinking, just walk there. There should be a lot of fun places around here."

Sang Yongbo said, "Don't worry about them. They are more familiar with this area than us. As long as it is a place to play, there is nothing they don't know."

"Then drink slowly, everyone." Zhang Xiaohui stood up, nodded to everyone, and followed Pan Ying, who was waiting for her, out of the hotel.

"Going to a bar?" Pan Ying asked Zhang Xiaohui.

She didn't know the teacher named Zhang Shusheng mentioned by Li Lan, but she had heard a little about Zhang Xiaohui's father, Zhang Shulin. After all, he was the helmsman of China's top 100 real estate companies.

"I'm very casual, I can go anywhere." Zhang Xiaohui said with a smile.

Sang Biao said, "Sister, you are a guest today. I will follow your arrangements. I will definitely do the right thing."

"Who are you talking to? What are you talking about?" Li Lan slapped him on the back of his head and pushed him aside.

"I mainly want to express my enthusiasm, you know." Sang Biao had no temper towards Li Lan. He couldn't beat anyone here, whether it was fighting with his father or fighting with force. He had not existed in the village since he was a child. Feeling, anyone who is happy can step on him, "The bar is mine tonight."

He has never been happy to play with this group of people in the village. As the prince of China's leading retail company, he is also a stomping and trembling figure outside. He is always cheered and swarmed wherever he goes. He just posts a picture on the Internet. Thousands of replies, and occasionally a hot search.

If I hadn't forced him to ask for it today, he wouldn't have come at all.

Being with Li Lan and the others is just to make you feel uncomfortable, and maybe you will have to make yourself feel inferior!

That's not necessary!

Now that Zhang Xiaohui is here, he feels that he stands out. Although his father, Zhang Shulin, is also a rich man, compared with their Sang family, he is just a rich man at best, not on the same level. As for his celebrity status, it will automatically filter out. .

"Of course you invited me. Who made you the younger brother?" Pan Ying said angrily, "You are familiar with this place, so you can lead the way."

When we arrived at the door of the bar, we could hear the deafening sound inside from a distance.

Li Lan didn't rush in. He lit a cigarette and stood at the door.

"Come in, what are you doing at the door?" Li Pei turned around to look for Li Lan, "You didn't smoke before. Why are you so addicted to smoking now? It's such a short walk, and you've already smoked two cigarettes."

"I smoke two when I have nothing to do," Li Lan handed one to Li Pei, "I don't usually have the chance to smoke."

If his mother doesn't say anything, his wife will control him tightly and there will be no freedom.

"Are you stressed?" Li Pei lit the cigarette skillfully. After the smoke came out of his nostrils, he took another deep breath and continued, "This is not your character."

Li Lan smiled and said, "Sometimes I feel more and more like a puppet on strings."

"Don't be born into blessings and not know your blessings." Li Pei said with a smile, "Uncle, you are such a reasonable person."

Unlike his father, who didn't graduate from junior high school and is a big boss. He who can do things will never use his mouth.

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