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Chapter 227 Mysterious Rewards
"Why, haven't you come out yet?" In the kitchen, Wang Zhong was wearing an apron, busy working next to the chopping board, with a rolling pin nearly [-] centimeters long in his hand, the huge dough was easily handled, and he was just chopping vegetables and preparing bacon. [-]% of the mood is not very high.

"It's been several months!" Seeing that Yicheng didn't speak, Wang Zhong said, "It's time to come out."

"The past has passed after all. People's eyes grow in front of the head, so they should look forward instead of being immersed in the past."

"I just feel sorry for Xiao Lang!" Qiao Yicheng still lowered his head, skillfully cutting the mutton into small pieces of similar size with a kitchen knife in his hand.

The huge dough was divided into three small ones by Wang Zhong, ready to be rolled into dough cakes one by one.

"You, everything is good, but this heart is so kind." Wang Zhong shook his head, borrowing the strength of his body, he had already rolled one dough into a uniform thickness, and then took the second one.

"Even if you don't mind her past and agree to marry her, I won't agree." Wang Zhong said lightly: "Or, if you marry her, from now on, don't call me uncle again. In the future, I won't care about what happens to you in the future, if you still want me to recognize you, then you should separate from her and find another lover."

Yicheng was stunned for a moment, the kitchen knife in his hand almost cut his finger, raised his head in surprise and doubt, and looked at Wang Zhong: "Why?"

"In the past, although there were many inexplicable rules and feudal thinking, the ancients were worthy of our study in certain things. Marrying a wife should be a virtuous one. Marrying a wife who is not a virtuous one will bring disaster to the family. This is not alarmist talk."

"You are the eldest son of the family. You and I know what kind of virtue your father is. I can't help you for a lifetime. In the future, you have to shoulder the burden of your family. That Ye Xiaolang is full of lies and his heart is higher than the sky. , Let's not talk about her dirty past, just talk about her temper.

I don't look at how much I am, I don't say how much I am, I only know that I am enjoying myself, I don't care about my parents' hard work, I don't have the slightest responsibility and responsibility to be the eldest sister of a child, I have been working for several years, I spend a lot of money, and I have no restraint , I just want to find an honest person as a springboard. If you really sink into such a person, it will be in vain to teach you for so many years. "

As he spoke, Wang Zhong's tone changed. The more he spoke, the angrier he became, and the eyes he looked at Yicheng became more and more unkind, and a wave of anger that hated iron for not being steel also welled up.

"If you really decide to marry her this time, then don't go to work in the TV station. Instead of letting you be taken advantage of by others, I might as well tie you back and break both of your legs. At home, hire a nanny to take care of you for the rest of your life."

Qiao Yicheng swallowed his saliva, watching Wang Zhong's "violent" handling of the dough on the chopping board, his heart was inexplicably trembling, and several very long-ago images appeared in his mind. Back then, in Qiao's old house, Wang Zhong rushed into Qiao Zuwang's house. In the room, the brothers and sisters were shut out, and within a short while, Qiao Zuwang's screams, like a pig being slaughtered, could be heard in the room.

Qiao Yicheng shivered subconsciously, and shrank back.

But thinking of Ye Xiaolang's various concealments from himself, those unsightly past, Qiao Yicheng felt a little complicated in his heart.

"You don't want to have any contact with people like Ye Xiaolang in the future. If you have so much free time, go and care about Simei and Qiqi! Simei is going to take the college entrance examination soon, and Qiqi is also going to take the high school entrance examination. It's because of nervousness. When the pressure is high, it can be related to the future of both of them."

Qiao Yicheng has a strong sense of responsibility and a kind heart, but his weakness is also a strong sense of responsibility, a kind heart, and is easy to be manipulated by others.

Like Ye Xiaolang, in fact, from the very beginning, he made up his mind to use Qiao Yicheng as a springboard. Qiao Yicheng is kind-hearted, soft-hearted, longs for a family, and has certain abilities. He will try his best to help her solve her family's affairs, and when the Ye family's matter is resolved, Ye Xiaolang can wholeheartedly prepare to escape from the Ye family and bid farewell to the past.

Ye Xiaolang had already thought about the method, passed the TOEFL test, and fled to the beautiful country. From then on, they will be separated by the vast sea, even if Ye's father and mother want to find her, there is no way.

Qiao Yicheng secretly glanced at Wang Zhong, feeling a little guilty.

But Wang Zhong's cold voice came to his ears again: "Don't stop, don't suffer from it. Now that you have made a decision, then break it thoroughly, and you will be the one who gets hurt in the end! You are a sensible person!" , there are some things, don't keep asking me to remind you."

"Uncle, I know!" Yicheng sighed quietly in his heart, already made a decision.

In fact, Wang Zhong's guess was right, Ye Xiaolang came to him again, more than once, the one who cried was called a pear blossom with rain, delicate and timid, looking like a flower that had been blown by wind and rain, Destroyed daffodils about to wither.

But Wang Zhong's words also made Qiao Yicheng shudder. Simei and Qiqi were about to usher in an important moment in their lives, and Qiao Yicheng didn't dare to be careless or take any chances.

Simei already has her favorite goal—the Conservatory of Music in Shanghai. Qiqi’s grades are average, very average. Whether she can be admitted to high school is still a question, and even if she is admitted to high school, she may not be able to pass the exam. from university.

Now Qiao Zuwang can't even afford the tuition fees of Simei and Qiqi, let alone their studies, Yicheng's sense of responsibility is aroused again.

The senior high school entrance examination followed by the college entrance examination, both in June, this year seems to pass very fast, and it is here in a blink of an eye. Before the exam, the whole family came back specially to cheer for Simei.

On the day when Simei's college entrance examination ended, Wang Zhong led Yicheng and Erqiang siblings to wait outside the examination room. Seeing Wang Zhong and the others, Simei rushed towards them happily.

"Okay, I'm a big girl now, and I'm not afraid of being laughed at by others!" Wang Zhong removed Simei who was hanging on him with a look of disgust.

"In front of my uncle, I will always be that little girl who can't grow up!" This girl, Qiao Simei, has a sweet mouth to die for, and such things as flirting with her beard and flattering horses are simply engraved in her bones and her innate ability.

"Furthermore, who dares to laugh at me!" She said while posing like a school bully.

"You must be hungry after the exam, what do you want to eat?" Wang Zhong asked.

"Anything is fine?" Simei's eyeballs have already rolled up.

"What do you say?"

"I want to eat KFC."

"KFC?"

"It just opened this year. It's at the Confucius Temple. Several of my classmates have been there, and they all say it's delicious!"

"Okay! Let's go to KFC today."

"go!"

The college entrance examination is over, and the art examination has already been passed. With Simei's grades, she won the Magic City Conservatory of Music. It should be close to ten. This girl has suffered a lot these days, and she has been studying hard every day without hearing Fortunately, the art test has already ended, so Simei has only been concentrating on reviewing cultural lessons for the past half semester.

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Confucius Temple, Gongyuan Second Street, the only KFC in Nanjing and the first KFC opened in the province are just at the intersection.

A family of seven, sitting around a long table by the window, bought a lot of all kinds of fried chicken and chips.

"What's so delicious about this thing?" Er Qiang took a sip, the taste was very ordinary, nothing special, and it was incomparable to the craftsmanship of his own master and uncle, but watching the people coming and going in the store, it was crowded. It is full of people, and the business is booming, but they are a little confused.

"I think it's delicious!" Simei took a fried chicken wing and ate it with great joy.

"Eating too much of these deep-fried things makes you fat, and there's also Coke. Do you know why there are so many fat people of three or four hundred catties in the beautiful country?" Wang Zhong couldn't help but look at Simei and Sanli who were feasting. Made a joke.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the eating movements of the two girls froze, and both eyes looked at Wang Zhong.

"It's okay to eat once in a while!" Sanli said with a smile.

Simei rolled her eyes at Wang Zhong: "Uncle, we are not kids anymore, next time I'll trouble you to change to a better trick!" Her mouth still kept moving, and she continued to bite the delicious golden chicken wings.

Wang Zhong also laughed. This kind of joking among uncles and nephews has long been used to by everyone. Although Wang Zhong has unusual eyes in certain aspects, in life, he is unusually 'kind and kind'. It doesn't match Wang Zhong's age, but the description is very appropriate.

Looking at the happy family, even Xu Qinghui, who just joined the family, couldn't help but smile.

After dinner, Er Qiang and his wife went back to the old house together and stayed at Wang Zhong's house for a few hours. They left at the beginning of eight o'clock. On the way back, the couple held hands and walked on the spacious street. Under the illumination of the street lamps, the figures of the two were stretched very long.

"My brother-in-law has such a good relationship with you!" Xu Qinghui said with emotion.

Er Qiang said: "My dad is a guy who only cares about himself. He only knows how to play cards after work. He doesn't care about us when he pays living expenses. Since my mother passed away, my brother and sister have been brought up by my uncle. You have to be busy with work, and when you get home, you have to cook for us, check our homework, and help us with tutoring."

Er Qiang's face revealed a look of reminiscence, but the corners of his mouth raised slightly involuntarily.

"At that time, we were brothers and sisters, and the eldest brother's grades were not bad. Sanli was slightly better than me and Simei. I was the least enlightened one among our brothers and sisters, and it was also the one that gave my uncle the most headache... "

Xu Qinghui held Er Qiang's arm, but her palm went down, and she got into Er Qiang's palm, stretched out her ten fingers, and interlocked with Er Qiang's ten fingers.

"Young uncle doesn't look much older than elder brother?" Xu Qinghui asked with a soft voice.

Er Qiang said: "My uncle is four years older than my elder brother, and he is only 32 years old this year, so he is indeed not much older than my elder brother."

"I remember that my mother-in-law passed away in 77. Wasn't my uncle only 15 years old?" Xu Qinghui was very surprised. At 15 years old, if she was studying, she would not have even graduated from junior high school.

"That's right! My uncle was only a half-grown child at that time! At that time, my uncle had just entered Yuhong Machinery Factory, and his monthly salary was only twenty yuan. He earned manuscript fees by writing manuscripts for newspapers and magazines. Improve the food for us, make food for us in a different way to nourish our health, my uncle is very good at cooking, and the food is delicious, every time we eat there is nothing left, even the plates are licked clean Net..." Er Qiang said with great emotion.

The time at that time was the most innocent, and it was also one of the happiest times in their childhood. It was also from that time that Er Qiang regarded Wang as an idol.

"Then why isn't uncle married yet?" Xu Qinghui asked.

Er Qiang shook his head and said: "I don't know either, my uncle once thought about marrying Aunt Suqin, but I don't know why Auntie Suqin didn't want to."

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The dim light of incandescent lamps shone into the courtyard through the screen window, the door of the main room was open, with a screen curtain hanging on the door, and mosquito coils were still lit in the room.

Yicheng led Qiqi back to Qiao's old house, only Wang Zhong, Sanli, and Simei were left in the house.

The TV was on in the main room, Simei was leaning on the sofa with a pillow behind her head, she was holding one in her arms, her legs were on the sofa, Sanli was sitting beside her, there was a fruit basket on the coffee table, there were several in the fruit basket Plant seasonal fruit.

"Sister, I want to eat cherries!" Simei stretched out her hand directly.

Sanli gave her a white look: "I have no hands!"

Simei smiled and acted coquettishly: "My good sister, she is too lazy to move!"

Although Sanli didn't spare her with her mouth, she was very sincere in her body. She took a few cherries and put them in Simei's white and tender little hand.

"What is Uncle doing in the house?" Simei rolled her eyes while eating the cherries.

"Should be writing a manuscript!" As he said that, he had already picked up the remote control that Simei had placed on the sofa: "Turn down the volume of the TV, and don't disturb my uncle!"

Simei's big black and white eyes turned around, and immediately turned over to put on her slippers, and picked up the fruit basket on the coffee table.

"What do you want?" Before she could move, Sanli stopped her.

"I'm going to deliver fruit to my uncle!" Simei walked to the door of the study with the fruit basket in her arms, and knocked on the door.

"Come in!" Wang Zhong's voice sounded, and Simei opened the door and entered.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Wang Zhong who was sitting behind the desk with the lamp on, holding a few manuscripts full of words and studying them carefully.

"Uncle, eat fruit!"

Wang Zhong turned his head and glanced at Simei, motioning for her to put the fruit basket away.

Simei put down the fruit basket and went to Wang Zhong's side: "What are you looking at, uncle?"

"The manuscripts from the magazine were delivered during the day, and I will review them again." Wang Zhong turned his body sideways, looking up and down at Simei, who had her hands behind her back and was smiling.

"Nothing to be diligent about, either a traitor or a thief!"

Wang Zhong turned around and looked at the manuscript paper again: "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"Uncle, didn't you say that as long as I am admitted to the Shanghai Music Academy, there will be a mysterious reward?" Simei smiled and asked curiously: "I have already passed the art exam."

Wang Zhong said lightly: "But the results of the college entrance examination haven't come down yet, so you haven't passed the exam yet!"

"The subject of the college entrance examination this time is not difficult, I will definitely pass it." Simei said.

"Then wait until you pass the exam."

"Oh, uncle, just tell me what the mysterious reward you are talking about." Simei started to act coquettishly, walked behind her, and pinched Wang Zhong's shoulder skillfully.

"It's been said that it's a mysterious reward. Of course, it won't be revealed until the last moment." Wang Zhong was as hard-hearted as he was, and didn't intend to reveal it at all.

(End of this chapter)