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He didn't pay attention and said, "You're not that old, so why are you in such a hurry? Those who can do more work, and we'll wait for a few more years."

Liu Chuanqi sighed and said, "What else can we do?"

The sky gradually cleared up, and the road was thawed but muddy. Li He squatted on the threshold holding a teacup, basking in the sun, and occasionally used his eyes to keep his little girl from running into the mud.

It was so comfortable that he decided to stay at home and not go out. But when Bian Mei called, it was hard for him not to go to the high school reunion.

The only van in the family was driven away by Li Long. Liu Laosi and others did have cars, but they were not home and were working outside.

Li He could only put on his rubber shoes, drive out the handcart, call a few people, and push him out of the village, onto the gravel road, and rush to the county town with a thumping sound.

I picked up a lot of people on the road. Not only was the carriage full, there were even two people standing at the front of the car. It was a huge crowd.

Halfway through the journey, someone saw that he was handicapped and wanted to replace him. He was so happy that he gave up the driver's seat.

After arriving at the appointed hotel, Bian Mei greeted him at the door. Seeing him like this, she couldn't help but laugh, "How did you end up like this? Shaking so much mud, just tell me and I'll find a car to pick you up." "

"It's not troublesome enough." Li He helped the car park beside him and handed the crank handle to Bian Mei, "Hide it for me, don't let the naughty kid find it."

"Don't worry, I won't lose you." Bian Mei smiled so hard that she couldn't stand up straight, and then handed the rocker to a waiter next to her.

Li He was not in a hurry to enter the hotel. He rubbed his rubber shoes on the grass beside the flower bed. The grass was covered with mud from his shoes.

He then looked at the mud on his jacket and trousers that had been thrown by the wheels. The mud had not dried yet. He rubbed it several times, but in vain. There's nothing we can do about it.

"Is this Li Erhe?"

"It seems so."

"Fat?"

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The girls who had been standing with Bian Mei started to chirp at this time.

Bian Mei smiled and said, "Look at those squinting eyes, who else could it be besides him?"

"Holy shit, it's really this guy." A man with a slicked back hair looked at Li He and then confirmed.

"Didn't you say he was doing well?" A girl cradled Bianmei with her arm.

Bian Mei was about to speak when a Poussin suddenly rushed from the side and braked suddenly, which shocked everyone.

Bian Mei said, "Wu Qingfeng, you are seeking death!"

"Sorry, sorry, all handsome guys and beauties, it's early!" Wu Qingfeng slammed the car door and straightened his clothes handsomely, "If I hadn't been in a meeting at work, I would have been here long ago."

A girl joked, "Director Wu, you are really busy with everything, how can you come to the party if you have time?"

Wu Qingfeng said, "Boss Bian organizes a party, so I have to give him this face."

Li He dispersed cigarettes to the people next to him.

He smiled at Da Beitou and said, "Comrade Liu Zhenguo, come to Gen?"

This is his high school classmate.

"You kid." Liu Zhenguo took the cigarette and happily smashed it into Li He's chest.

"Wu Qingfeng, you smoke too, right?" Li He also handed him one.

Wu Qingfeng looked at Li He's cigarette case but didn't take it. Then he took out the red China from his pocket and said with a smile, "I still have the habit of smoking myself."

When the other party didn't answer, Li He didn't care, he just took it into his mouth, and followed Liu Zhenguo to chat privately.

Among the dozens of people who came in this short time, except for one Liu Zhenguo, who was his deskmate, he had a deep memory. He probably only had a vague impression of the rest of them, and he couldn't even name some of them.

He used to be an honest man, and he was an honest man from the countryside.

When I was in school, most of my classes were city dwellers, and rural kids like him were in the minority and were unsociable.

Because of his low self-esteem and the sensitive self-esteem that is unique to that age group, he rarely interacts with people. If he speaks to a girl, his face will turn red like a monkey's butt.

"My son is eight years old and he is very naughty. If he were not his biological son, I would wish to beat him eight hundred times a day." Although Liu Zhenguo said it exaggeratedly, he could not hide the contentment and pride on his face.

Li He smiled and said, "Children are always naughty, and the two in my family are the same."

Liu Zhenguo sighed and said, "My family is a public job, but I don't dare to give birth to another child. Sometimes I envy you. If I didn't have this skin, I would dare to work as a super-human guerrilla in the cold winter, hiding a plan in order to have a child." Childbirth is nothing.”

"That too."

Li He suddenly didn't know how to answer the call.

Bian Mei turned around and couldn't find Li He. She saw him chatting with Liu Zhenguo and joined in with a smile.