The next morning, after Wei Qingfan woke up, he glanced at the bright sky outside, and then sat on the bed and was stunned.

A lot of things happened yesterday, but probably because he just woke up, he still felt unreal.

I was afraid that I would wake up again in the next moment and everything would be empty.

After a while of melancholy, Wei Qingfan got out of bed with his clothes and washed up. After staring at the still green face in the mirror, he looked at it, and then wiped his face downstairs.

My parents are not at home, so they should have gone to the ground to weed while it is cool in the morning.

Wei Qingfan looked at the time, then led the dog out, came to the vegetable garden outside the courtyard wall, picked some beans, green peppers, and followed the cucumber and came back to cook.

After picking some rice and putting it into the pot to cook porridge. He didn't like dried sweet potatoes, so he didn't put them in it. He distilled the steamed buns with grates, then chose the cowpeas, cut them into sections and stir-fry them in the pot.

As soon as I put the green pepper in, a sound came from outside. Soon, my parents appeared at the kitchen door and watched like a giant panda who had returned from Mars.

Wei Qingfan looked at each other with his parents, then stretched out the spatula, expressing his intention to hand over to his mother.

"What are you doing for me?"

Wang Shuhua turned around and left, "Stay going on."

"I'm afraid the fried food is not delicious."

After Wei Qingfan finished speaking, he found that his father had turned around and left. While walking, he sighed: "It's so magical... I can still eat the food you cook in my lifetime..."

"I've done it before, okay?"

Wei Qingfan murmured, lifted the lid of the pot, stir-fryed it twice, then covered it again, washed the cucumber, placed it on the chopping board and snapped it twice, cut it and put it on the plate.

"Dad, mom, who will make cucumbers? I don't make it delicious."

This is a very magical thing, the same seasoning, but Wei Qingfan can't make the taste of his parents no matter how he is.

Wei Peng came in quickly, mixed the sauce, Wei Qingfan brought the fried beans out, and the family of three quickly sat around the table to have a meal.

My parents seemed in a good mood, but they didn't say anything. Only my mother was surprised when she tasted the first chopsticks: "The fried is OK, the salt tastes just right."

After dinner, Wang Shuhua cleaned up, Wei Qingfan fed the dog, and Wei Peng called Wei Zheng with his cell phone and told him about the decision to open a store.

Today, Wei was resting, but it was not convenient to come forward directly, so he helped contact the person on the phone. Wei Peng and Wang Shuhua went to Tianhai School to see the shop after dinner.

Wei Qingfan did not follow him.

With memories of later generations, he is more foresighted in many things, and his parents do have their limitations in some things, but this does not mean that he has to interfere in everything like a parent.

Just click on the key intersection.

Moreover, opening a small shop in the school is not a very difficult task. Parents are generous and do it step by step, which is not much different.

When doing business in school, the upper and lower limits are in front of you. As long as you are not too crap, just sit and wait for money to be delivered to your door.

He had already started reviewing last night. The two books borrowed from the library were a bit old, and the chapters quickly did not match the textbooks. Fortunately, the content and knowledge points were almost the same, and the review and use had no effect.

"Wei Qingfan!"

"Wei Qingfan?"

While he was reviewing, he vaguely heard someone shouting, so he left the study room and came to the balcony. He saw a small fat man with a medium figure and a round head standing in the yard.

Seeing Wei Qingfan come out, he lowered his voice and asked, "Are your parents at home?"

Wei Qingfan asked: "What's the matter?"

This guy is his only partner who has had a good relationship since childhood. He can probably be called a "best friend" and his name is Cao Ze.

Because the pronunciation of the word "Ze" in the dialect is similar to that of "Zhi", and there was a person in the class called "Ma Chao" when he was in junior high school. After a while, he was called the nickname "Cao Zhe".

"You come down." Cao Ze waved to Wei Qingfan.

"What are you doing?" Wei Qingfan didn't move.

"Do you go to an Internet cafe?"

"I won't go, I'll review."

"Really or not?"

Cao Ze obviously didn't believe it, "If you don't go, I'll leave."

"Get out."

Cao Ze obviously still didn't believe that he would study hard, and looked at him suspiciously, "Do you have no money? I'll lend you."

Wei Qingfan thought for a moment, "How much can you lend me?"

Cao Ze thought for two seconds, "Five yuan? Wouldn't it be ten yuan?"

"Then you keep the money."

"You come down."

"Just put down the money, let Huanghua watch it, I'll go down and get it now."

"Why would I lend it to you if you don't go?"

"Let you go to the Internet less."

"I don't care."

Cao Ze was a little impatient, "Are you going?"

"No."

"Then are you calling here for a long time?"

Cao Ze was so angry that he wanted to go up and beat him up, but he felt that wasting precious time to access the Internet was not worth it, so he turned around and left.

"Close the door."

Wei Qingfan reminded him, poured a glass of water downstairs, fucked the dog, and then went upstairs to review again.

My parents didn't come back until noon. Not only did they go to school to check out the shops, but they also went to the wholesale market for a walk.

After arriving at home, my mother washed her face and went to cook, while my father took a notebook on the living room table to record the purchase list. After dinner, he took a break and ran out again.

Because Wei Qingchan was about to move here in the afternoon, Wang Shuhua didn't go out and was thinking about planning the placement of items in the store at home.

Because the weather is hot, Wei Qingchan came over when it was nearly five o'clock, and Wei Zheng and Li Heng also helped to get the things.

Wei Qingfan went downstairs to help carry his bag, put his sister's belongings in the big room in the southwest, and after saying a few words, a car whistle downstairs was honking.

Li Heng's elder brother Li Ang runs the furniture city, and Wei Qingchan didn't be polite to his uncle. She moved two wardrobes and two chairs. Li Ang gave him a few stools and drove them over. The things he built were not counted as waste oil.

Wei Peng hasn't come back yet, but fortunately there is no shortage of labor. Wei Qingfan also helped, moved the wardrobe to the room upstairs, and had another conversation. Li Ang left first, and Wei Zheng and Li Heng followed.

Wei Qingchan greeted Wang Shuhua, then took Wei Qingfan to his grandma's house and rode the tricycle.

Under the slanting sun, Wei Qingfan rode his tricycle out of the village alley, and then continued to pedal hard, riding towards the school along the street in front of the school gate.

"Oh, can you ride faster?"

Wei Qingchan was sitting in the tricycle, still talking annoyingly.

Wei Qingfan said angrily: "Why don't you turn to pedal and I'll sit?"

"I am your sister."

"So you're going to kick."

"You think you are beautiful."

This is the west gate of the school. At this time, the sun sets in the west, and the four golden words "Yuan County Middle School" on the gate of the high school with red wall bricks are shining brightly under the sunlight.

Entering the school gate is a sculpture square commemorating the martyrs who walked out of the school. The administrative building on the five-story end of the square stands tall.

Wei Qingfan rode a tricycle and walked past the administrative building, passing through the artificial lake, and to the east was the living area, student dormitory, canteen and bathhouse lined up in turn.

Wei Qingchan went into the girls' dormitory to find someone, but Wei Qingfan looked for trees on the side of the road, sitting on a tricycle and looking at the somewhat unfamiliar campus.

He soon noticed that in the corridor next to the artificial lake, there was a boy with a tall figure and almost the same size as him, standing behind a pillar and looking here secretly, looking sneakily.

Wei Qingfan looked over and found out, and immediately hid behind the pillar. After a while, he quietly stretched out his head.

Wei Qingfan was waiting for him to show his head. The two looked at each other and looked from afar. The other person's expression seemed a little awkward, as if he had hesitated for a moment, and then walked out from behind the pillar.

He came to Wei Qingfan, looked at the worn-out tricycle, then took out a box of "Huangshan" cigarette from his pocket, poured out one, handed it to Wei Qingfan, and showed a familiar smile and said, "Smoke one?"

"Won't."

Wei Qingfan waved his hand.

The other party didn't force himself and put the cigarette back into the box. It seemed that hesitated for a moment and poured the other one back, not smoking.

He put the cigarette back into his pocket and said to Wei Qingfan: "I will introduce myself. My name is Zhang Zihao. Is it your sister's classmate... Are you Wei Qingchan's younger brother?"

Wei Qingfan nodded and looked at the other party with interest, "Do you want to be my brother-in-law?"

"cough……"

The other party was almost choked to death by saliva, and coughed twice before he could breathe. He looked at him with a strange look, "Don't get me wrong, your sister and I are ordinary classmates, and I have no intention of her."

Without waiting for Wei Qingfan to speak, he continued, "Ask you something, and then you will say that we both knew each other before...Did you play basketball?"

Wei Qingfan nodded.
To be continued...