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Chapter 40 You Are Still a Little Brother

"No." Yi Ming denied, "Why would Mr. Xiaofei ask such a question?"

"The last time I raced in the village, I already felt that my sister was very different. I pursued the angles of entering and exiting corners so much that most people would definitely faint, but my sister calmly acted like a normal person. I'll show you the way, and I'm not a novice at first glance."

"Really? It may be that in my brain, the vestibule and semicircular canal of the inner ear that perceive speed are not very sensitive."

"Sister, what are you talking about? What about the inner ear? Half return..."

It's not that Fei Yiban has never learned these things, but he has been 100% in the English context since he came into contact with this knowledge, and he needs to react at this time.

"Oh, my sister is talking about The Internal Ear and Semicircular Ducts, right! They are so professional, but my sister even said that she has never learned about racing. Sister Yiming, will you deny it no matter what I ask you?"

"Really not. I just read a book before and know which parts of the human body are used to perceive speed. In addition to the vestibule and semicircular canal of the inner ear, there are also tactile receptors and proprioceptors distributed throughout the body."

Well, it's hard to communicate in depth if you talk so professionally.

Especially under the premise that it is difficult to convert technical terms.

"If you don't have it, you don't have it! Anyway, no matter whether you have it or not, if my sister becomes a navigator, she will definitely be a very good one. My sister is really talented."

In order to be a navigator, Fei Yiban, who has vomited countless times, is envious and jealous of such a talent from the bottom of his heart.

The human body is so weird sometimes.

If he was driving by himself, Fei Yiban would feel comfortable no matter how hard he tried.

Sitting in a car driven by someone else, within 3 minutes, the internal organs will start to overwhelm.

"Thank you, Mr. Xiaofei, for your compliment." Yi Ming replied in a measured manner.

No matter how Fei Yiban made the atmosphere, Yi Ming's reaction was still the same decent and without personal emotion.

This sister really hid herself too deeply.

If he hadn't discovered the clues when he just left the house.

Fei Yiban would definitely think this is a machine without emotion.

Why in the end?

In life, the emotions that should be expressed should be expressed well.

If everything is digested by oneself, then in the end it will definitely be...

Longer and fatter.

Aren't all middle-aged people so fat?
While you are young, you should open up your heart more, and communicate with friends around you more.

Only in this way can we maintain good posture.

Mentality Well, just an incidental.

Just like the middle class who used to be autistic, if it weren't for the tall, thin, handsome, and talented after growing into the big class, where would there be any good attitude?
Without good looks, where can there be justice?
Without justice, where does self-confidence come from?

money?

That's not to say there's nothing there.

Before getting on the bus, Class Fei arranged the seats: "Ms. Han, then I'll let Sister Yiming take the co-pilot to lead us the way."

"Okay, Yiyi, you must be careful when driving." Ms. Han turned her head and said to Yi Ming who was standing behind her, "Then Yiyi will be in trouble."

"Today, I guarantee that you will be as safe as a car or a boat."

"It doesn't have to be that stable." Han Yuxin smiled.

……

[Mother Duck] is located in Qijia Village, which is about 10 minutes away from Yijia Village by car.

In order to turn the car into a boat, the self-proclaimed chief car god of the racing valley insisted on driving for more than half an hour.

Every time he came to a corner, he turned his head and asked Yi Ming a few words.

That posture is like an idiot with a sense of direction.

Not only is there no distinction between left and right, but even front and back are almost unclear.

Make yourself look like a child who can get lost at any time.

Ms. Han sat in the back seat and was anxious.

Girls nowadays may not necessarily care much about the age of boys.

Falling in love at the end of the year has long been a rare and common thing.

There may be a different kind of happiness to have a boy friend who is younger than me, not very caring, but clingy and hardworking.

The little girls in the factory call this "cultivating a boyfriend".

But this kind of cultivation cannot start from "three years old".

They want boyfriends, not children.

It's okay to fall in love at the end of the year, but forget about the love between mother and child.

Few girls like "son type" boys.

Her stubborn baby son is really pretending to be naive to an outrageous degree.

Originally, she was already younger than others.

It's impossible to keep pretending to be naive and not scare the girls away.

Han Yuxin was a little surprised, her son was abroad, and he was running a limited edition supercar and it was auctioned for charity, so he should already have rich experience in dating.

Why did the whole one collapse at this moment.

Now that the three of them are in the car, she still sits in the back seat. Even if she is in a hurry, there is no better way.

Now speak directly to persuade or something.

She doesn't know if her son will listen to it, but Yi Ming must know more about Fei Yi's problems.

Fei Yiban's attitude changed too quickly.

He wanted to know more about the stories about Yi Ming being wrapped in a golden bell.

So it's a bit overkill.

He probably hasn't even figured out the deep meaning behind these behaviors.

He hadn't realized at all why he suddenly cared so much about aesthetic opposites.

Yi Ming, however, took all of this into his eyes.

There are often such people and such eyes around her.

But all this is in vain.

Only she knows what kind of person she is.

She has no intention of having an emotional connection with anyone in this world.

Any one, if you can.

including herself.

Her ideal in life is to become a machine without emotion.

"Mr. Xiaofei, as long as you spend a little time getting to know me, you will find...you've wasted a little time." Yi Ming felt that it was necessary to remind him.

"Sister, you're really humorous. Isn't time wasted?" Fei Yiban didn't realize that there was something wrong with Yi Ming's words, and seriously echoed, "Who doesn't die right from birth?"

Ms. Han couldn't hear the word [death] very much now, she scolded seriously but not harshly: "Yi Yi, what are you talking about? It's been so long, and I don't know what to eat first."

Even if Fei Yiban was just joking, or stating a fact.

Han Yuxin also didn't want to hear unlucky words.

Fei Yiban didn't want to go in and order food by himself first, so he said, "Wouldn't it be good to have the same whole duck feast as before? What's there to see?"

"How many people were there before, how many people are there now, can you order a whole duck feast and eat it all?" Ms. Han thought it was necessary to find an opportunity to remind her son alone.

Fei Yiban didn't understand the deep meaning of his mother's arrangement.

"That's right, my family is poor now, and I have to save money to buy a house. It really shouldn't be wasted." After speaking, Fei Yiban took Yi Ming with him: "Sister, are you right?"

"Mr. Xiaofei, are you sure you want to buy that villa?" Yi Ming gave up on the question of address, and called it whatever you like, she said matter-of-factly: "That house has not been lived in for many years, you can clean it up later, but It’s not something that can be done in a day or two.”

"Huh? So, my sister didn't actually want us to buy that house, did she? Did the village chief force you?" Fei Yiban quickly thought of a different possibility.

"No, that house was indeed mortgaged by my father. It would be an honor for him to be in the hands of someone who knows how to appreciate Mr. Xiaofei."

"Sister, may I ask, why did your parents never live in that house after it was built for so long? Isn't the house built for them?" Fei Yiban still didn't understand.

"It was built for them, but because I didn't do it well, they didn't want to live in it."

This is where Fei Yiban can't understand the most.

Who would want to leave the house they carefully built for their parents if they could?

And which parents would be unwilling to accept such filial piety.

"Why?" Fei Yiban had long wanted to ask.

"Maybe it's because I'm a trash." Yi Ming said lightly.

He used the worst words that the village chief's daughter-in-law had scolded her before.

"Sister, how can you say that about yourself?" Fei Yiban couldn't accept this answer at all.

"What's so bad about rags? There is value in rags. Picking up trash can also pick up three bedrooms and two halls on the North Third Ring Road." Yi Ming said calmly.

"Ah? Sister used to pick up trash?" Fei Yiban's eyes lit up: "Is picking up trash fun? Sister. What equipment do you need? Do you have any secrets?"

Yi Ming never thought that this cheap brother who suddenly appeared would have such a reaction.

Just like in this life, I have never seen what garbage looks like.

"Does Mr. Xiao Fei like to call you sister?" Yi Ming finally got to the point.

"Ah? No, I prefer to be called Big Sister." Fei Yiban quickly denied, saying, "I'll just call you Sister. Sister Sister, Sister Yiyi. Your name is similar to mine, so it's very easy to call you. "

"So, Mr. Xiaofei just wants to be called sister, not a private order, right?"

No matter what the name is, it is still necessary to pull the topic on the right track.

"How could it be?" Fei Yiban reacted immediately, and said quite proudly: "Sister Yiyi must not know how good my design is. I have won the Red Dot and IF Design Awards, do you know?"

The last question Fei Yiban asked was definitely not expecting any response.

After all, all walks of life are separated by mountains, and a tour guide cannot be allowed to understand the design awards.

Yi Ming's reaction once again caught Fei Yiban into a deep surprise.

"It's really amazing to be able to win these two industrial design awards at the same time." Yi Ming asked, "Is it the main competition award or the rookie award?"

"It's just... the rookie award for students." Class Fei suddenly felt ashamed to win the award.

"That's amazing." Yi Ming said, "Especially when I was a student."

"That's definitely not as good as sister Yi Ming." Fei Yiban was depressed and curious, and said, "Sister Yi Yi, you know everything."

"Maybe when I'm free, I read more complicated books?" Yi Ming thought of an answer.

"That's why my sister thinks that I don't read well and have no education, so it's a waste of time to say that I know you." Fei Yiban was in a bit of a complicated mood, as if he suddenly understood the profound meaning of Yi Ming's words just now.

Fei Yiban stared at Yi Ming, hoping to hear a negative answer from her mouth.

Ms. Han couldn't bear to watch.

How could her son have such an emotional intelligence.

Ms. Han tactfully reminded: "Yi Yi, otherwise you should eat more and talk less."

In the past, Fei Yiban told her that he had never been in a relationship, and Ms. Han didn't believe it.

The key is that his son is handsome and rich, and he often goes to high-end places like charity auctions, so it is impossible not to attract bees and butterflies.

When the number of bees and butterflies increases, it is inevitable to collect nectar.

After all, it’s a boy, if you really want to meet someone you like, just remind him more and take good measures.

Every time before the step of reminding him, Fei Yiban would talk about him directly.

Ms. Han always felt that her son was embarrassed to discuss such a topic with his parents.

Fei Yiban's various behaviors today convinced Ms. Han that his previous statement that he didn't like anyone was an irony.

When I grow up, I'm still like the time in the small class. When I see a young lady who is beautiful, I go straight to her.

This kind of childish behavior is really not very pleasing to adult women.

Ms. Han wanted to prevent Fei Yiban from speaking, trying to make him have more of the image that an adult should have.

"How can there be anything to eat now? Ms. Han."

Obviously, Han Yuxin failed to stop it.

Fei Yiban took a look around and said, "It doesn't look like food is going to be served here at all."

Fei Yiban is that kind of extreme person.

Either he pretends to be cold and cold, or he is too enthusiastic.

There is no in-between state at all.

"Mr. Xiaofei, I hope that if you want to invest in our Yijia Village, you really think our tea is good, and you really think that we can have our own brand."

Yi Ming said seriously and earnestly: "The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. People in Yijia Village can no longer experience such a big disappointment again."

"Sister, why are you so serious all of a sudden?" Class Fei Yi suddenly felt like being reprimanded by a primary school teacher.

"Maybe it's because you're still a little brother."

Ms. Han supported her forehead.

The last thing I wanted to happen, really happened like this.

Sure enough, no girl would ask for a child whose mind might not necessarily be three years old when looking for a partner.

In the past, there were three factories with an annual output value of 18 billion.

Chatting with girls like this, for the sake of money, maybe there is no problem.

Now, I really have a sense of instant sight that I will never be able to get my daughter-in-law in my life.

(End of this chapter)