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"They are all stupid." Dong Hao, who rarely spoke, suddenly said something that confused Li He. However, it seemed that he was the only one who was confused, but Zhang Bing and He Long probably understood. Still nodding.

Li He asked, "What do you mean?"

"Huh?" Zhang Bing couldn't think of any explanation for this.

"What does the big butt eyes have to do with this?" Li He both wondered if his brain was damaged by too much drinking. Why was he the only one who couldn't understand.

This time, the other three people were confused. Dong Hao was even more confused and said, "When did I say that I have a big ass?"

Li He said angrily, "Isn't that what you just said?"

Dong Hao said, "I'm talking about big ass eyes."

"Yeah, you're talking about big ass eyes."

"I'm talking about big-ass eyes." Dong Hao said a little hastily, but he tried his best to be precise.

Li He continued to look confused.

Zhang Bing laughed and said, "He is a big liar."

Li He received Dong Hao's affirmative look and said helplessly, "Your accent is too different."

Everyone laughed, and even He Long laughed, which suddenly relieved the dull atmosphere in the car just now.

Arriving at the entrance of He Long's hotel first, Li He asked him to say hello to Wu Chunyan, then waited for him to get in the car again and took him back home.

The food has been placed on the table, and it seems that it is only waiting for Li He.

Mrs. He was originally holding Li Yizheng's teasing happily, but when she suddenly saw He Long, her nose was not a nose, and her eyes were not eyes. She sneered, "You're so capable, you still know how to come back."

He Long kept his head down and said nothing.

Li He winked at He Fang. He Fang understood and said with a smile, "Let's eat. Why are you talking so much? He is not a child anymore. What's wrong with a man drinking some wine? There is no need to hold him back like that."

"Let's drink some more." Li He took the wine and drank with He Long.

Mrs. He didn't want to be too harsh on her son in front of her son-in-law, so she could only mutter a few words before giving up.

Only after finishing the meal, Li and his wife returned to the house, did the old lady catch He Long and recall the difficulty in the past when she pooped and peed the child, and the shabby and miserable past was pulled out one by one by her. In short, There is only one purpose. I hope that by remembering the hardships and remembering the sweet things, my son can understand the hard-won life today and not be confused and take the wrong path.

He Long himself understood many truths, and if the old lady said it again, it would make him even more impatient. What's more, he had already lost face today, which made him even more upset and angry. But facing the old lady who had runny nose and tears, he It is definitely not good to say harsh words, otherwise his eldest sister will also join this crusade, and he will definitely be labeled as unfilial.

After Li He washed his feet, he found that He Long hadn't left yet, so he said to He Fang, "It's getting late, don't let me tell you anymore."

He Fang said, "If you don't say it, it won't improve your memory. You have to say it."

Li He said helplessly, "I'm a father of two children. I'm really not a grown-up child. How can I let you say that? Men also need to have face. He understands many truths. It's just a slow reaction. There's no need." Such a three-court trial."

"He" He Fang was about to refute, but when she thought about Li He's words, she felt that they were right, so she returned to the living room, gave her a few words of advice, and took the opportunity to drive He Long away.

Then she arranged for the two children. Now Li Lan has slept in a room alone. As for Li Yi, he still sleeps with her, so Li He is in great pain. There is no way for the couple to be aboveboard with the child between them. .

Waiting for Li Yigang to be coaxed to close his eyes, Li He, with two hundred cautions, stretched out a hand secretly, but He Fang slapped it away.

"What do you mean?" Li He lowered his voice, very frustrated.

"Wait a minute." He Fang stood up, pulled out a letter from the bedside drawer, and threw it to Li He, "It's yours."

"Mine?" Li He was curious. It is still possible to use such a backward communication method these days. Although it is still common in the eyes of others, in his circle, the need to write letters has basically been eliminated.

"You'll know if you see it yourself." Li Yi made a sudden movement. He Fang thought it had woken her up, so she didn't dare to move anymore. She could only lie down slowly and pat her daughter's back rhythmically.

"Fourth child's? It's really strange." Li He couldn't help laughing when he saw the name, "This girl is really ill. You haven't opened it yet?"

He Fang turned her back and said, "Since writing a letter is definitely not an urgent matter, it should be something that is difficult to talk about on the phone. It's better that I don't know the little secrets of you two brothers and sisters. Oh, by the way, let's show you to the Fourth Young Master. The old lady seems to be indebted to you for his stinky face."

"That's what I said." Li He ignored him and just opened the letter to see what was written in it. It was so blabbering.

"Dear brother." This affectionate title made Li He very uncomfortable. He is a reserved person. Like most Chinese people, he likes to keep all his feelings in his heart and does not express them easily.

But when Lao Si suddenly wrote it in the letter, he was quite pleased and moved. He read it carefully:

"Everything is fine for me here. Please don't worry about me. I am like a fish here, selling well in the ocean of knowledge. School libraries, department libraries and college libraries will never lack what I need." Books to read”

"There are a lot of boring parties here. Maybe it's really like what you said. This is a cultural gap. In order to achieve so-called integration, a group of Chinese students like us usually stand there boredly with wine glasses and listen to extremely embarrassing so-called humor. The most embarrassing thing is that I have to pretend to understand, laugh out loud, and my face will freeze with a fake smile the whole night."

"But, in general, this place deserves my deep love. There have been major discoveries in extremely important fields of knowledge such as biology, pathology, and medicine. Studying here has benefited me a lot."

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Li He looked at it slowly. He was about to light a cigarette, but then he remembered that his daughter was in the room, so he could only put down the cigarette, adjust his posture and continue reading.

"Graduation is approaching, and there is a question that has been bothering me for a long time. I would like to formally seek your opinion.

You once talked to me with a smile about the servility of the British. Although it was a joke, what I have seen here are rules and enough privacy. I don’t have to care about other people’s opinions. No one will judge my life. I just Need to focus on my job”

"I forgot to tell you, I have already received an offer from the HHMI Institute in the United States. I know you will be very angry, but I just want to prove my ability. I just want to know where I can go with my hard work. Probably won’t go.”

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"So dear brother, please tell me what to do. One voice is telling me that as a woman, I should have higher pursuits. I need to challenge my potential on a global medical platform. Another voice is telling me, I should not live up to your expectations. I should return to my country to reunite with you and my family, and then make my own contribution to China's medical cause. If I really gain any popularity, they probably won't publicize my achievements. It’s a propaganda about how I suffered myself and how poor and frugal I lived.”

The belated period of rebellion!

Li He sighed, folded the letter and put it back in the drawer.

In the end, he couldn't hold back, picked up the cigarette case and lighter, went out of the house, shirtless, and gently closed the door.

When he was lying on a wicker chair in the courtyard, blowing out smoke rings, the sun was shining brightly in Oxford.

The sunlight, with its intoxicating temperature, fell on the floor through the glass windows. The oblique shadows of rows of bookshelves were stretched on the ground, and the fine dust flying in the air became more and more clear in the light.

The fourth child deliberately chose a seat by the window, holding a tea cup in one hand and turning the pages of a book with the other. This was a habit he had learned from Li He.

"Li, Li." A tall boy wearing a well-tailored suit entered the library. Although he deliberately lowered his volume, it still sounded loud in the empty library.

"Dai Keming, this is the library, please keep your voice down." Even though the fourth child frowned slightly, he still looked so playful and cute.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm just a little excited." The boy called Dai Keming didn't take it seriously, as if being scolded was quite an honor. He sat next to the fourth child and smiled in a low voice, "I heard that you were right Is there any research on cultural relics? Can you help me take a look at this teapot? "

"Sorry, I really don't know how." The fourth child was a little helpless. He just learned a little bit from Old Man Zhu, and there was nothing to show off.

Dai Keming said persistently, "I bought it from the auction. You like to drink tea. It can be used to make tea. It's a good purple clay teapot made by a famous artist. Just take a look."

"I really can't." Lao Si reiterated again.

"Look at how beautiful this purple clay teapot is. I took this photo especially for you. Chen Mingyuan's Shuchai Sanyou teapot is a rare treasure." He didn't seem to understand what Li Bing said, but insisted on carefully taking out a teapot from the box in his hand. , "The handle of the pot is shaped like a curved pine branch, the flow of the pot is like a horizontal plum branch, and the cover is cleverly shaped into a bamboo section. What's even more wonderful is that there are two small squirrels carved into the small hole in the trunk."

The fourth child responded, "Congratulations."

"Thank you." Dai Keming said proudly, "The auction price is only 340,000 pounds. Do you think I got a bargain?"

The fourth child still managed to smile and nodded, "It's a pretty pot."

"So I'll give it to you. Look at the signature, Chen Mingyuan, the master of pot making in the Qing Dynasty." Dai Keming became even more proud after receiving the praise from the fourth child.

"Thank you. I can't accept such a valuable thing. You can keep it yourself." The fourth child still refused.

"I just took the photo for you, so you don't have to be so polite." Dai Keming acted very eagerly.

"No need."

"Take it." Dai Keming pushed the box to the fourth child.

"No." The fourth child pushed back.

"Please accept it."

"I really can't have it." The fourth child was a little anxious.

"It's just my thoughts, nothing else." Dai Keming pushed the box over again.

"This pot is fake." The fourth child was really forced to do nothing.

"Fake?" Dai Keming said with a smile, "If you don't want to accept it, there's no need to find such a lame excuse."

"Because there is only one genuine one in existence."

"Yes." Dai Keming said confidently, "This is it."

"The only genuine item that really exists in the world is in the hands of my brother." Lao Si shook his head with a smile and said word by word, "So, this one of yours must be a fake."