Le Zhishi's serious words ended up with Song Yu covering his face with a big hand, making his face confused.

"What are you doing?" He raised his hand to take away his brother's troublesome hand, but he heard Song Yu say, "Your ability to observe words and emotions needs to be improved."

"Huh?" Le Zhishi grabbed Song Yu's wrist with both hands, a little surprised.

"They all support me." Song Yu made no expression and tilted his head, "Same as you."

After saying that, he lightly patted Le Zhishi's face twice, turned around and opened the door of Le Zhishi's bedroom, "Let's go."

When he was informed, he felt that he had been stupid again, but thinking that everyone supported Song Yu, he felt that being stupid was nothing, and everyone was happy. It was natural to apply for the application, and the whole family was very happy on the day when the admission notice was sent.

The eldest son was admitted to college, so he decided to treat relatives to a meal.

At the dinner table, the uncle expressed dissatisfaction with Song Yu's wishes several times.

"There is no future. All the good ones have gone to Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou. What's the point of staying here? It's still such an unpopular major. Today's young people all study high-tech like IT, which makes money very quickly.

"

Le Zhishi was very angry at this kind of paternalistic blow, but he had no position to retaliate, so he had to give Song Yu a chopstick of beef.

"I'm not short of money." Song Yu said calmly, "The major you mentioned is very good, but I'm not interested."

The eldest aunt smiled, as if to smooth things over, "Xiao Yu, your uncle is also thinking about you. Yes, interest is the most important, but the profession of surveying and mapping is too unpopular. Many people have never heard of it. It's not good.

Find a job."

"Besides, it's good to have a W major, but you can do a T major with your score. What a pity. Even if you go to T university for a slightly more ordinary major. You are still too young. You will go out to find a job in the future, no matter what.

Being professional, you will gain face when you talk about it as a freshman, and people will look up to you."

Lin Rong couldn't hold back her anger, "In that case, why don't my sister-in-law work in the cafeteria of T University? Why stay in the local school? If you don't make steamed buns to gain reputation, the cafeteria of T University will be so prestigious."

The eldest aunt was so speechless by her that she was speechless. Le Zhishi was so uncomfortable holding back her laughter that she even started to shake her legs happily. Song Yu held her down with the palm of her hand under the table before she stopped.

The atmosphere was not so good. Song Jin said a few words, "Xiao Yu's points can indeed go to those schools, but we weighed it up. If he goes to T University to study a major he doesn't like and finds a job he doesn't like,

He will be pushed around in his later life, and we don’t want him to be like this. Since he already has a life plan and wants to engage in research work in surveying and mapping, he naturally has to choose the top school in this major. Of course," he

Looking at Song Yu, "What uncle and aunt said are also based on the experience of people who have been through it. You have to listen to it."

Le Zhishi thought to himself that they had never even gone to college, so they were not experienced people. They just found an opportunity to give some advice on this matter.

The eldest aunt sighed again, "Yes, like Xiao Yu, whether you choose something you don't like and regret later, or choose something you like and regret later, there is always a way out. If it doesn't work, you can still inherit your father's

It’s a company. Your dad works so hard in business, and it’s not just for you. Let’s take a saying that is particularly popular among young people: If you have your dad, you are already a winner in life. In fact, you don’t have to work so hard.”

On the surface, she was smiling, but she was sarcastic both overtly and covertly. Song Yu was too lazy to agree and drank the soup indifferently, completely ignoring every word said by the people at the table.

But Song Jin, who had always had a gentle temperament, turned serious, "Sister-in-law."

The eldest aunt was a little frightened when she saw that he had stopped smiling. Before she could say a few more words, she heard Song Jindao.

"I work hard not to let him win at the starting line, but to give my son the right to make free choices."

Song Yu's hand also stopped.

"What I can give him is the confidence to insist on being himself."

Le Zhi suddenly felt very moved. He had eaten many such meals since he was a child. He didn't understand it when he was a child. He felt that everyone was harmonious and beautiful. Since he visited his grandfather last time, he understood that his aunt's family was different from what he imagined, but every time

When we get together for the first time, everyone will not break the superficial harmony.

Especially Uncle Song, he has never seen him lose his temper. He is always the one with a smile on his face and lightens the atmosphere.

But this time, he stood up very seriously and stood in front of Song Yu to protect his choice.

When Le Zhi felt happy for Song Yu, he was also a little envious.

Frustrated, the eldest aunt naturally changed the topic. After all, her youngest son still didn’t know whether he could be admitted to the undergraduate program. It would be embarrassing for him to worry too much about his aspirations. Although the meal was embarrassing, it was a Chinese-style relatives dinner.

The wonderful thing is that no matter how tortuous and dramatic the process is, in the end it can be a standard ending of family fun, whether it is true or false.

During the remaining summer vacation, Le Zhishi also went to the library with Song Yu. The two rode to Provincial Tu, buying a cup of milk tea and lemonade on the way, and could stay in the library all day.

There was indeed no girl in the library as he imagined. The only one who actually sat opposite Song Yu, watching him quietly reading and studying, was Le Zhishi himself.

He has been regarded as a role model since he was a child, and he is moving towards his goal step by step, becoming an increasingly good adult.

Peiya High School was about to start school, and Le Zhishi finally stopped following Song Yu to the library. Instead, he locked himself in his room and stayed there for a week. Song Yu thought he wanted to play for a while before school started.

After all, he was about to enter high school and participate in military training. But what he didn't expect was that during the past few days, Le Zhi, who was bored in the bedroom, did not play.

The high school term started a little earlier than the university report. The day before Le Zhishi started, he sent a WeChat message to Song Yu, who was still studying in the province.

[Le Zhishi: I want to eat barbecue. Let’s go have barbecue tonight. Aunt Rong and Uncle Song are not home today.]

Song Yu naturally agreed.

They met at the small restaurant they had agreed upon. Delicious barbecue restaurants are usually very old and hidden in old communities full of human touch. There are many small tables set up at the door for food stalls in the evening. Song Yu parked the car and entered

, I saw Le Zhi sitting by the window, looking down at the menu.

Le Zhishi has indeed grown up, with slender hands and feet, and fair skin. He can be seen in the crowd at a glance. In addition to appearance factors, there is also a pure and clean sense of youth that cannot be ignored.

Song Yu walked over and sat across from him. Le Zhishi immediately raised his head, his light-colored pupils lit up, "You're here. I've already ordered part of it. Do you want to add anything else?" After that, he used the menu.

He covered his face and gave Song Yu a hint in a low voice, "The table next door ordered crab leg noodles. It looks delicious."

"You can't eat it." Song Yu replied ruthlessly and took the menu from his hand.

Le Zhi was very frustrated and poured himself a cup of iced sour plum soup, "Okay." When he poured it for Song Yu, he suddenly found that Song Yu had checked the crab leg noodles again.

"Didn't you say you can't eat it?"

"You can eat crab claws." Song Yu's mouth curled up slightly. He raised his hand, called the waiter and asked, "Can the hot dry noodles in the crab leg noodles be replaced with wide noodles?"

"Yes, yes, the powder is easier to break."

Le Zhishi was already very satisfied, "It doesn't matter, fans can do it too."

Song Yu checked the food he ordered again and found that there was no big problem, so he handed the checked menu to the waiter, took a sip of the sour plum soup that Le Zhi handed him, and frowned.

"Isn't it very sour?" Le Zhishi laughed, "I just took a sip and it was so sour." His hair was still soft and dark brown. He hadn't cut it after being at home for a long time, and it started to curl again, making it easy to rub.

.

"I need to get my hair done before school starts." Song Yu reminded.

Le Zhishi nodded. While waiting for the meal, he took out a gift box from his bag and handed it to Song Yu across the table.

"What is this?" Song Yu asked.

"You can open it when you get back. You can't look at it now." Before Song Yu received the box, Le Zhishi took his hand back and waited until he nodded in agreement before letting go and giving it to him, "I was going to buy it originally.

But I don’t think the ones I bought are very good.”

Le Zhishi retracted his arm and held the wall of the plastic cup with his hand, "I saw on the Internet the other day that it is best for boys to not hand-made gifts as they have little value. Generally speaking, the recipients will not like them very much."

He clenched his fingers tightly, the cup deformed, and the sour plum juice inside almost overflowed, "And the people in the comments seemed to agree with this view."

"But it's a bit late. I checked Weibo last night and it's already done." Le Zhishi's frustrated expression restrained as much as possible, but it was still obvious, "So you can go back and read it again, no, you

Take this to school and dismantle it, don't dismantle it at home, I don't want to see your dissatisfied expression after receiving it."

The expression on Song Yu's face changed, but this guy didn't give him a chance to speak at all.

Le Zhi looked up at him and said, "If you really don't like it, you can tell me. If you had told me about it earlier, I wouldn't have been doing so many useless crafts."

After saying that, he raised his head and took a sip of sour plum soup, as if he was drinking to relieve his sorrow.

In Song Yu's eyes, Le Zhishi's self-pity was a bit cute and a bit pitiful, so he asked, "When should I tell you, kindergarten?"

Le Zhi thought about it for a while and realized that it was true that the first gift he gave him was the love from the teacher in kindergarten.

"That's right." Le Zhishi said seriously, "This is called timely stop loss."

"It's not like I've never refused before." Song Yu raised his eyebrows.

Yes. Le Zhishi added, "That means you didn't refuse decisively enough."

Song Yu chuckled, "Have you ever seen me accept gifts from others?"

Le Zhishi shook his head, "No. But you accepted me because you had no choice. After all, I am your brother."

Song Yu tapped his fingers lightly on the tabletop of the dining table, "I can't help you if you think so."

"It's coming, it's coming," Le Zhishi held his cheek with his hand, "I've seen this sentence on the Internet, and many people complained about it."

Song Yu didn't understand what he was talking about and frowned.

"The words that girls hate most about their boyfriends include this sentence." He also deliberately imitated that extremely perfunctory look, "There's nothing you can do about it if you think so, that's how I am anyway." Le Zhishi said.

I didn't realize that I was making an analogy between a boyfriend and a girlfriend, and I didn't realize that when Song Yu said this, he didn't say it in a perfunctory manner, but in a helpless way.

"Excuse me, your baked potato slices, meat tendons, green peppers, and crispy bones." The waiter came up with skewers and interrupted the conversation between the two. He said thank you when he was happy, and he kind of forgot what he had just chatted about.

.

After the waiter left, Song Yu said, "Stop using the Internet."

Le Zhishi pursed his lips and did not refute. He picked up a bunch of baked potato slices and ate them.

Crab leg noodles without noodles were also served quickly. The original crab leg noodles are actually very similar to braised crayfish, except that the ingredients are replaced by crab claws. The burned crab claws are spicy and fragrant, and the sauce is rich. Hot and dry are added inside.
To be continued...