"How did your father come back together?"
A middle-aged woman poked her head out of the room door, still wearing a floral apron. Although she was middle-aged, she had a nice face. She was Shen Dapeng's mother, Liu Fengyun.
When Shen Dapeng saw his mother at the first sight, his heartbeat stopped quietly and his breathing became stagnant!
He clutched his heart and squeezed it hard for a few times before he resumed his secretly stopped heartbeat, and took another deep breath to make his suffocated chest more comfortable.
Seeing Shen Dapeng staring at him in a daze, Liu Fengyun smiled a little: "Dapeng, why did you come back so late? Did you get into trouble again, and was caught by your father?"
"No, this kid was chatting with his classmates downstairs, just when I came back and saw it, I called him up!"
Shen Haitao didn't want Liu Fengyun to know about his son being beaten, otherwise he would be nagging endlessly, so he lied casually and winked at Shen Dapeng.
"Ah, yes, that kid Li Zeyu has dragged me to keep me from going home!"
Shen Dapeng sniffed a few vigorously, and a strong smell of rice came out, his eyes flashed green, and he licked his lips: "Mom, what are you doing delicious again, so fragrant?"
"Your favorite braised fathead fish, hurry into the house, wash your hands and eat, or it will be fishy if it gets cold soon!"
Liu Fengyun turned around and went to the kitchen to work.
Shen Haitao and Shen Dapeng went into the room to wash their hands, then sat at the dinner table and waited.
"Lao Shen, how's the election for that position in your unit?"
Liu Fengyun was busy preparing dishes and chopsticks and serving the rice. Then he sat down at the table. The first thing was to pick a piece of white meat from the belly of the fish, pick the fish bones, and put it in Shen Dapeng's bowl.
Shen Haitao ate a meal and responded casually: "Failed, I guess I'm going to the county management team! Don't you always expect me to have a leisure time? It is estimated that this time I am completely idle!"
Shen Dapeng didn't interrupt, and ate by himself, thinking about leisure? After the county appearance, environmental sanitation, and urban construction are merged, a comprehensive law enforcement bureau will be established. You are busy!
"It doesn't matter if you fail, you are in your forties. How comfortable it is to get a free job! My son will go to university next year, and our old couple have to depend on each other!"
Thinking of Shen Dapeng going to university next year and leaving her side, Liu Fengyun's face was a little bit reluctant and helpless.
"University is a good thing, what are you doing with that face?"
Shen Haitao glanced at Liu Fengyun and threw his chopsticks on the table, not only to vent the distress of failing to compete for the post, but also to express his dissatisfaction with Liu Fengyun: "When the child is older, you have to let him go out and the young eagle will not fall off the cliff. How to become an eagle that soars for nine days?"
"Yes, good thing, when my son is admitted to a prestigious university, then he will be a great ancestor!"
Liu Fengyun picked another clean piece of fish, still not willing to eat it, and put it in Shen Dapeng's bowl again.
Shen Dapeng looked at the loving smile on his mother's face with the slightly dim light above his head. Even though there was a trace of crow's feet in the corner of his eyes, he still couldn't hide the beauty of a mature woman.
In my own impression, the image of the person who worked hard for the family and had almost half of his hair white in his forties is too far away!
Shen Dapeng felt very uncomfortable when he heard his parents nagging without a word.
Back then, he was only admitted to a junior college, which disappointed his parents. Since there is a chance to come back this time, he will never miss it again!
"Mom, I'm full, I'm going to do my homework!"
Quickly took two bites of rice and stuffed his mouth full, Shen Dapeng ran to his bedroom without looking back, his mouth was bulging, but two lines of tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes, flowing into the corners of his mouth, a bitter taste...
Back in the room, Shen Dapeng sat in his single body, looking at the Nicholas Tse poster on the wall that was a little pale by the sun, staring in a daze.
Sony WALKMAN player, messy pirated tapes, mixed with one or two expensive "imported editions", scattered on the bedside a few printing papers, is Cai Jun's "virus" printed under the banyan tree.
Familiar and unfamiliar memories are intertwined in Shen Dapeng's mind at this moment. The idol and favorite writer in his youth have not cared about it for more than ten years.
Suddenly without knowing where the energy was coming from, Shen Dapeng rushed to the desk, took out all the textbooks from his schoolbag, and began to look through it.
When the second year of high school was divided into classes, Shen Dapeng's foundation in chemistry and biology was so poor that he couldn't study it.
Compared with the precise calculation of mathematics, physics and chemistry, he would rather memorize the knowledge of liberal arts by rote, especially since he is particularly interested in history and geography, so he finally chose the liberal arts.
There are six subjects in the liberal arts examination, three major subjects in mathematics, and the history and geopolitics of comprehensive literature.
Shen Dapeng has been interested in history and geography before, so many things are deeply impressed in his mind, and he only needs to review a little!
As for English, he was a white-collar business in his previous life after all, and he dare not say that he is a good candidate for the sixth grade of postgraduate entrance examination, but communication with foreigners is definitely not a problem!
In the high school English test, there are only a few grammars, and the accumulation of words is not difficult for him.
As for the language, what is important is the perception and understanding of words. He has lived for two lifetimes. Wouldn't his comprehension ability be as good as that of a teenage high school student
What's more, when I work in Sanlitun, I often have to sort out all kinds of copywriting and hand in various reports, so my writing ability is naturally not a problem.
After some calculations, only mathematics and politics are left. Shen Dapeng was originally not good at arithmetic in science. In his previous life, he only took a junior college, because mathematics only scored more than 40 points.
Moreover, after so many years, many calculation formulas have long been left behind. Even if he has studied in junior college, now he sees the exercises in the books, and he still has two big heads.
Although politics is not that difficult, you have to memorize everything by rote, and you need to have an understanding of current events. Current events can be seen thoroughly, but there are too many things to remember in books, I'm afraid it will be true for a while. I can't remember.
"Huh..."
Shen Dapeng sighed heavily and put aside the political and math textbooks. Let's review the dominant subjects first. I have impressions in my mind and I can learn faster.
In fact, Shen Dapeng underestimated himself. Although he was familiar and unfamiliar with the knowledge points, he was quick to get started. After all, he has the memory of junior college knowledge. It is really easy to look back at high school things, but how did you find it so difficult in the first place
Inadvertently, outside the window is the star of the moon, the two family buildings are already pitch black, only Shen Dapeng's room is still lit with dim lights.
"Hey, why is the light in Dapeng's room still on? The little bastard must have forgotten to turn it off when he fell asleep. What a waste..."
Shen Haitao got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and found that Shen Dapeng's concealed door was still lit, and he was about to push the door to turn off the light. However, in the crack of the door, he saw his son immersed in his studies, and he was speechless for a while!
In the corridor before, although Shen Dapeng said that he wanted to take a good university, Shen Haitao didn't take it seriously, but now it seems... it seems that his son has changed!
The corner of Shen Haitao's mouth rose slightly, and he murmured in relief: "It seems that his son has really grown up!"
(Every time I write about braised fish or other dishes, my baby will get cold all over... It’s terrible! Braised pantou fish, the nickname of the baby fish is pantouyu! Collect it~)