It's a little hard to wear this wish quickly

Chapter 17 Novice Task 15
Pei Yuhuan nodded seriously and gave a thumbs up, "These two are leaders in the industry. If we go as a group, we might even get a discount."

"Besides, you are only seventeen, and you don't study. Why, are you planning to get married?"

"And then give birth to a baby?"

"Live your life like this?"

Thinking about it, I think it’s a waste, okay? You should see the great rivers and mountains in your good time. What’s the point of being stuck at home every day around men and children.

Zhang Yahe: "I'll ask my mother."

Goosebumps arose from what my best friend said, and after thinking about it, I was still at a loss for the future, mixed with some inexplicable fear.

School, very good.

At least in familiar places.

The two initially reached a consensus and unanimously decided to learn West Point.

"The small cake is exquisite and delicious. We can create it by ourselves. We will open a store in the future. The background color of the decoration will be sky blue. There are flowers and green plants on the shelf, and a glass fish tank is placed against the wall. Red, black and spotted ones will be kept in it." Fish, the curtains should be made of white lace, when the wind blows, let alone a fairy, the air is filled with a sweet fragrance."

"Then the door curtain was lifted, and a tall man with dark skin and bulging arms and sweaty forehead walked in. It was your boyfriend who met both parents after graduation from Nanxiang next door." Pei Yuhuan took over Zhang Yahe's fantasy and continued reasonable imagination.

Zhang Yahe: His face is cracked.

I don't know why my hands are a little itchy right now, and I want to squeeze my fists when I see my best friend.

"Am I not right?" The other party tilted his head to look at her with an innocent face.

Her: "Hehe."

Twitching the corners of his mouth, his face was wooden.

At 10:30 in the evening, there was a knock on the door of Zhang's house, and Mo Daming showed up on time to pick up his daughter.

After the two parents exchanged greetings, Pei Yuhuan also said goodbye to her best friend. The father and daughter started to walk home, and bought some skewers and other food while passing by the night market.

"It's delicious."

Stuffing the octopus balls into her mouth, she narrowed her eyes contentedly.

"Dad, I also want a bunch of roast gluten, the kind with a little bit of spiciness. It would be perfect if it can be paired with a bottle of super iced Kuole."

"Okay, I'll buy them all for you."

Mo Daming smiled and agreed, "Bring your mother back a roasted pig's trotter, sprinkle with finely chopped green onion and cumin, and add a little dried chili powder. It smells so good."

"Dad, you and my mother have such a good relationship." Pei Yuhuan sighed, paused, and asked, "Dad, what if I don't pass the exam?"

In fact, it's not if, it's just that you can't pass the exam, the result has already been confirmed.

Eh?
Mo Daming was stunned for a moment, then stopped to look at her, "Did you match the answer with your classmate? How many points do you have?"

You've finished the exam, you can ask.

And this was first proposed by the girl herself.

"It's a bit poor, and I probably won't pass the exam. Dad, will you be angry?"

She looked at Mo Daming carefully.

Daming Mok:
silence.

To be honest, he was quite calm and asked, "What about the specialist?"

Pei Yuhuan shook her head.

he:"."

It's hard to say anything in my heart, anyway, I'm not in the mood to eat barbecue at all at this time.

"Go back first."

Pei Yuhuan didn't mention Bingkuole either, and followed the client's father. On the way, Mo Daming asked her if she was sure.

"If there are no accidents, it should be."

She thought for a while and answered seriously. She was too arbitrary just now. In fact, the possibility of this accident is relatively high. With the client's learning IQ of 70, it is very likely that she will encounter Waterloo in the exam.

Even if the results are already at the bottom of the pot, isn't there still a cliff bottom?

As long as the IQ is low enough, you can break through the lower limit.

No problem.

Mo Daming also understands his daughter's grades very well. As a father, he certainly hopes that his child will be smart and do well in the exams and have a bright future. The only way out is reading.

It's just that other roads are not so smooth and easy to walk.

"Then what do you plan to do next, are you going to repeat the exam or what to do?" He was also at a loss, too suddenly, and couldn't think of what the girl who failed the exam would do next.

"It's fine to repeat the study. I want to learn a technology. If I have a craft, I can support myself in the future." She repeated the study, wasting time and money, and suffering.

Advocate saving, start from me.

"En." Mo Daming pondered for a while, "Let's talk about it when we go back."

He still has to discuss it with his wife.

But before that, he had to let his wife accept the fact that his daughter had failed the exam. Thinking of his wife who kept talking about hosting a school entrance banquet for the child before going to bed yesterday, he had a headache.

Holding her daughter back, "what's the hurry, walk slowly, take a walk."

Pei Yuhuan:
Old Mo, can you be more obvious?

The two slowly swayed home, thinking of the storm they were about to face, they stood at the door and took a deep breath.

"Girl, Dad absolutely believes in you. You can do it. Go ahead and tell your mother that your mother will talk about you for ten and a half months at most, and later you will say that Dad has scolded you. "

Mo Daming whispered to his daughter.

Pei Yuhuan was expressionless, "Dad, let's share the difficulties."

Mo Daming: "But this matter has nothing to do with Dad. Dad can't help. Come on, girl. If you run away, the monk can't run away from the temple. You should go to practice."

With such a client father, what else can I do, admit it.

Wang Qiulan was watching TV in the living room and waiting for the father and son to come back, when she heard the sound of the door lock twisting, she turned her head and saw the door opened.

"I'm home."

"En." Mo Daming replied while changing his shoes, winking at his daughter.

Pei Yuhuan didn't move.

The relationship between the monk and the temple is still being calculated in his mind. In the current situation, Mo Xiaoning ran away, but she couldn't, so she was to blame.

"Mom, I calculated my score and failed the test. It's miserable." He said directly.

The storm will always come, instead of suffering every day to count the time, it is better to face it bravely, isn’t there a lyrics, there is a rainbow after the storm.

Take this moment to be impulsive.

Wang Qiulan: I'm confused.

"What?"

Subconsciously looked at her husband.

Mo Daming rubbed his nose, not daring to meet his wife's eyes, and said cautiously, "No, my daughter went to Zhang's house to check the answers today, and found that her performance was abnormal, and her score was a bit low, so she probably won't pass the exam."

"What?!" Wang Qiulan stood up and hurried towards the two, grabbed Pei Yuhuan's arm and pulled her forward, "How many points?"

"Only two or three hundred points." Maybe it could be even lower.

"Two or three hundred?" The middle-aged woman in home clothes and ironing a small wool roll screamed, and looked at her daughter with wide-eyed eyes in disbelief, "Why are you taking the exam? Are you filled with water? How many points, seven hundred and eight, you didn’t get half of the exam? What on earth are you thinking! After reading the books for so many years, you can’t just get such a small score if you fill in the books blindfolded! "

"Last year, the score line was more than 300. You, you passed the exam like this, what will you do in the future? I don't even know how to tell my relatives and friends, it's embarrassing!"

"The fucking next door Zhou Xiaotian will definitely show off again this time."

"Can you fight me a little bit?"

"Wake up so early every day to make breakfast, and arrange all kinds of nutrition for you, and you just repay me like this? Are you worthy of my waking up early and staying late for so many years? Believe it or not, if you give milk to a dog, the dog will do better in the exam than you!"

"I'm so pissed off!"

"What's the use of you! If I knew you were so stupid, I should have—"

"Okay, stop talking! The more you talk, the more shameful it will be!" Mo Daming didn't intend to intervene at first, but he heard his wife's words getting worse and worse. What's the point of talking about it now. Besides, the child himself feels bad if he fails the exam. I know you are in a bad mood, but you can't just vent your anger on the child. "

His meddling was considered to have turned over the hornet's nest. Wang Qiulan, who was aiming at her daughter, immediately changed her target and looked at him sideways, "What do you mean? She failed the exam and I can't even say a word? Just study hard! What should I do now? Everyone is going to college, and she stays at home alone? This tells me how to face the people in the community."

"Wuwu, I'm really miserable. Men are useless, and girls can't be relied on. What are you doing alive? It's better to die."

She sat on the ground covering her face and wept loudly.

Mo Daming looked helpless, "Don't do this."

Wang Qiulan just cried, "I'm so bitter, I'm soaking in bitter water."

Pei Yuhuan's heart was extremely calm, she suppressed the faint resentment in her heart, and said in a moderate voice, "Mom, if you keep doing this, Zhou Xiaotian's mother will come to watch the fun after hearing it."

"She might say, oh, what's wrong with your family, Miss Wang? If the child does something wrong, just talk about it. You can't be beaten, otherwise people will think you are a stepmother. Like my Xiaotian, I never do anything, and he Obedient, filial and good grades, I am very relieved."

"Miss Wang, you—"

"Sister Wang, I'll beat you to death, you stinky girl, to make you angry with me! Tell you to be angry with me!"

Wang Qiulan was almost stunned by the stupid girl's anger, she got up from the ground, stared, looked left and right but couldn't find anything, turned around and walked towards the room.

"Old Mo, catch her, my mother will take care of this unfilial daughter today!"

The back has a murderous look.

Pei Yuhuan hurriedly moved away from Mo Daming, "Dad, why are you in such a hurry!"

Mo Daming: How should this poem be used?

Sneered, "Don't you know how to fly separately when disaster strikes? Your mother and I are on the same team!"

Pei Yuhuan hid and complained, in front of the true love of the parents, the children's supernatural behaviors were all in the way, and they couldn't stand the test at all.

When it's okay, "my good girl", "my treasure", "mom and dad love you the most", "you are the only one for mom and dad".

When things happen, it's the opposite. "Smelly girl", "Is it itchy and wants to be dealt with", "I knew it earlier" and other bad words.

Very speechless.

She ran to the room and locked the door, only to breathe a sigh of relief.

Mo Daming just pretended that it is impossible for his daughter to be beaten by his wife. Seeing Wang Qiulan's angry face, he hurriedly stepped forward to take the iron clothes hanger from her hand, and persuaded, "Don't be angry, I just came back I told her about it on the road, and she knew she was wrong."

"What does she know? She knows, what can I do in the future!" Eye sockets turned red.

"Oh my wife, don't cry, don't cry, this matter is not that serious." He pulled his wife to the sofa and sat down, "Let's not say that the grades have not yet come out, even if you don't pass the exam, is it possible that you still don't have children?"

"So many people in the world can't live without being admitted to university?"

"The two of us are just one daughter. At worst, we will pay her to set up a small shop in the future, and she will not starve to death."

"Can people be suffocated to death by urine? The boat is naturally straight when it reaches the bridge."

All kinds of advice.

Wang Qiulan was still frowning and tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep.

(End of this chapter)