small business

Chapter 41
Fei Yiban finally realized his own problem.

Younger brother and younger brother are two completely different concepts.

It is equivalent to directly saying that men are not good, and it is even more serious and specific.

This will not work.

The dignity of the chief car god of Racing Valley still needs to be carefully maintained.

Just as Fei Yiban wanted to organize the domineering language, he heard Yi Ming say:

"Mr. Xiaofei, because of personal reasons, I don't like people calling me elder sister. If possible, can you still call me elder sister?"

Yi Ming made a very rare request to Fei Yiban.

Before the consciousness is awakened, Fei Yiban will definitely say: [No, I will call my sister].

At this moment, the consciousness just awakened, and after a moment of stupefaction, he quickly tried to remedy it: "Yi Ming, why don't you like others to call you sister? Is there something tragic about your younger brother? Are you not the only child? It must be impossible." You only bully your younger siblings, right?"

Fei Yiban has already started calling him by his first name.

It has to be said that it is a kind of progress from boy to man.

It's just that this kind of awakening speed and timing is really a bit of a remedy, and it's still the kind that hasn't been repaired.

"Not liking it is the same as liking it. You don't need a reason. It's just that you don't like people calling me sister."

"Impossible, there must be a reason for liking people." Fei Yiban argued hard, put the facts and reasoned, and said, "Just like I hate you, there must be very specific things."

"Mr. Xiao Fei hates me?" Yi Ming rarely showed surprise on his expression.

"Yeah, you are the woman who ruined my limited edition sneakers!" Fei Yiban admired his resilience in his heart and asked, "Do you know how hard it is to buy the joint name of Spike Lee and Air Jordan?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Xiaofei, I really haven't heard about the sneakers, let alone AJ's limited edition joint name. It's my fault for dirtying your sneakers. I apologize to you." Yi Ming said earnestly and sincerely. Look at the class of Fei.

Her mood swings are always just for a moment.

The seamless connection is back inside the golden bell.

Yi Ming is more used to being hated than being liked.

Like it and worry about when you don't like it.

If you hate it, you can always hate it.

"You can throw eggs on my sneakers if you don't know?" Fei Yiban instantly returned to the state of mind when the sneakers were destroyed, "You don't know, for a sneaker lover, when the sneakers conflict with women, then It has to be sneakers."

"Indeed, what Mr. Xiao Fei said makes sense."

Yi Ming laughed again.

Pure and brilliant.

It seems to be able to draw strength from all the bad words in the world.

Ms. Han supported her forehead.

In another ten years, is she expected to be promoted to a mother-in-law?

"It makes sense!" Fei Yiban expressed his joy at the recognition he got, and turned around to ask the bottom line: "Yi Ming, why are you so resistant to the name sister? Wake up cordial and happy?"

"I don't think elder sister is a kind and happy name, Mr. Xiao Fei." Yi Ming replied very officially.

"Hey, how could anyone not like being called sister by me? Especially my voice is so nice." Fei Yiban was a million times puzzled: "I really like having a sister. Asking my mother to give birth to my sister, my mother always said that it would not be born."

"Yiyi, Mom thinks the taste of this duck soup is okay. Would you like to have a bowl first?"

After all, he is his own son.

Ms. Han made an effort based on the idea of ​​helping or helping.

In fact, Han Yuxin had never seen Fei Yiban like this before.

Since going abroad, hasn't my son gradually become a nobleman who is decent, well-spoken, sees a lot and speaks a little?

It's not that this kind of Fei Yiban has never appeared before Han Yuxin's eyes.

Most of the Fei Yiban in the small class period were in such a state of bluffing.

But my son is already 22, why did he suddenly return to the way he communicated before the age of 12?

If there is no accident, the son must like this girl named Yi Ming.

You can pretend to be a child for a while, and say that you hate the other party for a while.

With such an approach, let alone a girl, it seems that she has no interest in you at all.

Even if the impression is good enough to fall in love at first sight, they will definitely be scared back by the various weird expressions that follow.

If I had known earlier, when I invited Yi Ming to dinner one by one, she should have found a reason to refuse.

Talk to your son first, figure out the situation, and then decide how to assist. It must be much better than the current unimaginable situation.

Eight years of separate lives, as a mother, she really lacks the necessary understanding of her son.

Ever since the factory manager's accident, Fei Yiban was in front of her, showing a maturity and stability that had never been seen before.

She thought her son had grown up completely overnight.

Who knows, one night is still one night, not growing up but returning to before liberation.

Fei Yiban didn't realize that his own mother's inner activities were so intense and complicated at the moment.

He just wanted to show himself well.

"Sister Yiming...uh... If you don't like my sister, then I'll call you Sister Yiming." Class Fei thought of another title, and asked happily, "Sister, do you want some soup?"

Called Big Sister, she seems resentful and not very polite.

People who don't like it, that's what Fei Yiban calls it.

Call me sister, but Yi Ming doesn't want to.

Then sister, it must be the best choice.

Dad, Mom, Sister, everyone is very kind.

Ms. Han patted Fei Yiban's hand that was making soup.

"What are you doing, Ms. Han, don't you see that I am providing soup making service for two elegant women in a very gentlemanly manner? If you beat me like this, if the soup is spilled, it will definitely affect my coherence and handsomeness. .”

Ms. Han didn't want to be a disservice.

My son is a little bit more normal, so I must encourage him.

"Then thank you Yi Yi for making soup for me." Han Yuxin answered.

"You're welcome, you and my aunt have been making soup for me for more than ten years. Occasionally, my conscience finds that it is normal to pretend to be in front of girls. I can't let my sister think that I am an idle, unemployed youth. Bar?"

This point of view, Fei Yiban thinks there is no problem.

The premise is that he only thinks in his own heart and does not speak out.

Say such words openly.

It's really kind of cute to be blunt - the kind of cuteness that no one loves.

In fact, as usual, Fei Yiban is not so stupid.

However, don't know why.

He was so excited today.

Until now I don't know what I was talking about, and what I said.

Just keep forcing yourself, keep talking, keep talking.

When I went back and lay on the bed, I had time to calm down and think about it.

It is estimated that after being quiet for less than three seconds, he will roll on the bed regretfully.

He's not really stupid, it's just that he hasn't encountered a time when he needs to talk to a girl with his heart.

For the first time in 22 years, love has just started, and it came too fast and too fast.

He's not ready yet.

I haven't even figured out what it means to be in love for the first time.

When it came to any topic, he himself was the first to get excited, so that he didn't even know what he was talking about.

There is quite an illusion that as long as he keeps talking, sister Yi Ming will be satisfied.

Who doesn't like boys who are well-informed and talkative?
He performed exceptionally today, and contributed all the words that those autistic teenagers said.

Simply perfect!
Ms. Han didn't speak again.

She has given up trying.

And postpone her plan to be a mother-in-law until at least 15 years away.

It's rare for the son to return to the small class, so let him be enough.

The next time, there is such an opportunity again, I don't know when it will be.

"Let me make soup for you, Mr. Xiaofei." Yi Ming really couldn't stand Fei Yiban making soup and still staggering.

I don't know whether it hit more into the bowl or spilled more on the table.

"How can I do that? How can I ask sister to make soup for me? Ms. Han has taught me to respect the old and love the young since I was a child. Now that you two are so old, I must leave the soup to me. "

Then Fei Yiban sprinkled the soup.

In order to prevent the soup from being spilled too much, Fei Yiban used the bowl in his hand to catch the soup.

Like a table tennis master, throwing the racket directly to catch the ball across the net.

The bowl flew out and shattered on the wall three meters away.

Destroy it, the dream of being a mother-in-law.

20 years, or a more distant future.

"Yi Yi," in order to avoid ambiguity, when Ms. Han called, she turned her head to Yi Ming, pointed to her head and said, "He has a problem here today."

Fei Yiban was not happy to hear these words.

"Don't think I don't understand, Ms. Han, how can you say that about your own son?"

"Yiyi, have you not slept much for several days?"

"Ah?" Fei Yiban was a little overwhelmed and asked, "Ms. Han, why are you saying this all of a sudden?"

After only a second of calmness, Fei Yiban became excited again.

"That's right! That's right! That's right! Sister, what powerful sleeping pills did you give me that day?" Fei Yiban's eyes lit up: "Sister, can you give me ten or eight more bottles?"

"Mr. Xiaofei, I just gave you a glass of water that day."

"How is it possible, can I know if there is any food added to the water I drank?" Fei Yiban didn't believe it at all, and urged: "Sister, don't hide it, donate any good medicine quickly, saving the sick is saving the sick." Myself, if I have any good medicine in the future, I will also contribute to you."

"Mr. Xiaofei, I'm not sick."

"You have it!"

"I really don't."

"You really have!"

"Okay, Mr. Sui Xiaofei, I'm sick, as long as you're happy."

No matter how good-tempered Yi Ming is, there is no way for such a conversation to continue.

"Ms. Han, I have a classmate from elementary school in Qijia Village. I'll go find her and you can eat slowly." Yi Ming chose to leave first.

"Haven't you eaten yet?" Ms. Han asked with concern.

"I ate. I just ate two duck legs and a bowl of rice."

"Okay then, Yi Yi, you can do your work first." Ms. Han quickly agreed.

This time, Fei Yiban became even more unhappy: "I haven't had a bowl of soup yet, how can I just leave? How can Sister eat like this? No wonder she has a child's face. It's just like a child's face. Like a minor."

Fei Yiban, in turn, began to worry about Yi Ming's life-long affairs, admonishing him: "Sister, it's hard for you to get married like this."

"It's okay, thank you, Mr. Xiaofei, for reminding me." Yi Ming said with restraint, "I didn't have this plan at all."

"How can a girl not marry, so that your mother won't be sad? Sister, you can look higher and find someone who is about one-fifth of me. You can't just look for it and just think about it." It's impossible to give up..."

Nuke it, the dream of being a mother-in-law.

Another 30 years, probably the same.

Yi Ming said hello to Han Yuxin and left [Mother Duck].

When I left, I settled all the bills by the way.

When Ms. Han found out, she could only shake her head and sigh.

"What are you doing, Ms. Han?" Fei Yiban didn't understand: "I didn't say anything more, I absolutely can't live in Yijia Village, why are you still sighing?"

"Is it now a question of whether you will come or not?"

"Why not?"

"It's a question of whether they want you to come."

"Apart from me, do they have a better choice?"

"I think so."

"Who?"

"Yiyi, Mom thinks that without you, the little girl can do it all by herself."

"How is that possible?"

"How is it impossible? Yi Yilian can build such a good house, with any Doric columns, and it is not difficult to seriously want to build a tea factory."

"Did you hear something, Ms. Han?"

"no!"

"No, then what are you guessing? There is no basis for it."

"Yi Yi, this is intuition, a woman's sixth sense, do you understand?" Ms. Han is no longer afraid of hitting her son: "Yi Ming and you, if only one person can make things happen, it must be Yi Ming."

"Wow, are you still your real mother? Without me, where would she have the resources to hold a charity auction?"

"Then you don't have it yourself?"

"I don't have it, I can find Abu!"

"Don't tell me, can't you always trouble others?"

"How can there be a boss? Can he be called the boss once or twice? Between good brothers, how can there be any troubles?"

Ms. Han was a little bit dumbfounded at her son's back-and-forth.

"Yiyi, when I go back, Mom wants to have a good chat with you."

"What's there to talk about? It's not about cheating and failing the exam."

Fei Yiban doesn't like the feeling of sitting down and chatting with parents in a serious manner.

The last time I heard this sentence was because he was bullied to the point of being autistic and failed to pass a single class in the ninth grade.

"One by one, as long as you work hard, there is nothing you can't mess up."

"You are a mother, why do you talk like that?"

Ms. Han smiled helplessly: "Go home and drive the car, try to see if you can sleep in the car."

(End of this chapter)