My 1979

Yeats lay on the couch, patted Li He on the shoulder, and asked with a pout, "Hey, to be serious, this won't delay your work, right? You can take me to the bus station, and I can take the car back by myself. Then you can Just do whatever you have to do."

"I'm not rich in other ways, but I'm rich in time. Don't worry, I've already taken care of my own affairs here." Since Lan Shifang and Huang Bingxin came here together, Li He didn't need to worry much.

"Honestly, why are you helping me so much?"

"Because we live on the same planet."

Can I tell you, just because of a piece of cake, I can’t forget it?

"Then you live on the same earth as pigs, and you're not even a pig?"

Li He coughed twice, "I told you earlier, I will throw you away later, you can go back by yourself in the car!"

"you are married?"

"Yes, as I said, two children." Li He was always a little caught off guard for every question she asked out of the blue.

"Congratulations then."

"Oh, thank you." Li He couldn't figure out what she meant. A woman's heart is the hardest to guess, not to mention a woman with such a unique brain circuit. "You can't keep floating like this. It's time to find something." ?”

"What kind of people do you think I can find?" Yeats, who had always been very arrogant, inevitably lowered his head, "What women value is a man's tomorrow, and what a man values ​​is a woman's yesterday."

Li He smiled and said, "There are also people who don't value women yesterday."

He wanted to put it bluntly, men choose women with their eyes. For such a beautiful woman, unless the man is blind, why should he dwell on the past?

Who didn’t click through?

"This really makes you right." Yeats said suddenly and confidently, "Someone introduced me to a man with four pockets a year ago, not bad, right? He insists on getting along with me."

"Did you mention it? Not bad, not bad." Li He agreed.

"I didn't agree."

"Why?" Li He said with a smile, "You are a very promising young man, why can't you do it? You are too discerning."

"That can't be done. He's still a young man. Fish looks for fish, shrimp looks for shrimp, potatoes look for sweet potatoes, toads look for frogs, and turtles look for a big tortoise. That's how it works." Yeats grabbed a handful of melon seeds from his pocket. Passed it to Li He, "Do you want it?"

"Don't hurt your words." Li He said with a smile, "You are really good at metaphors, and you are still a young man. Then your request is simple, just find someone who is a good match."

"Rich people pay attention to being well-matched, but poor people like me are most afraid of being well-matched. For people like us, no one comes to treat us, and no one calls the BB machine. What do you call a fool? A few days ago at a class reunion, I I didn’t go, it’s too boring. I want to find someone who is well-matched and on the same level as me. It doesn’t matter what I want. What if I bring another burden and I can’t survive? Rather than being poor as a family, it’s better to be comfortable alone.”

Yeats held a triangular bag made of waste paper and put it to his mouth. With the other hand, he pinched the melon seeds without even using his teeth. He rolled his tongue and rolled them into his mouth.

Entering from the left and exiting from the right, there is a steady stream of luck, and the luck is flying.

The shell and meat were intact and returned to their respective places. The whole process was so smooth and dazzling that it didn't stop her from talking.

Li He was stunned. He didn't have that skill. This was the first time he saw someone cracking melon seeds so beautifully.

"Take your time, don't rush."