Zhao Yulan opened her door, and carefully lurked from the kitchen, pulled out her proud weapon - the rolling pin, and became much more courageous. She walked to the door of her son's room and whispered, "Who is inside."

The voice of his son Zhang Yan sounded in the room, "Mom is me." The voice was small, and Zhao Yulan was a little annoyed. Why was he still speaking at home so small, as if he had done something bad? So Zhao Yulan pushed the door open to see what his son was doing.

The door opened, Zhao Yulan was stunned. Her son was wearing a T-shirt on his upper body and shorts on his lower body, and he was giggling. It was nothing, it was all caused by his poor breed. What made Zhao Yulan dumbfounded was that next to his son, there was a girl of about the same height. Her dress was wrinkled, and her cheeks were flying on her face. She was so beautiful that it was Liu Mingjie, the son's squad leader.

Zhao Yulan couldn't help but slapped her thigh, and it was broken! Not only did her son inherit his harmless face, but she even learned how to deceive girls. Fortunately, she came back in time. Otherwise, such a good girl would let her son chew on it and stretch out the rolling pin. Zhao Yulan ordered with an unquestionable attitude: "Stupid brat, stand there."

Then he said to Liu Mingjie with a smile: "Liu Mingjie, please sit down. My stinky brat is very frivolous and didn't bully you." He turned around and picked up the rolling pin and slapped Zhang Yan's butt. "You stinky brat, you know how to mess around all day, so why don't you go out quickly."

Seeing that his mother's rolling pin was about to fall down again, Zhang Yan couldn't stand it anymore, so he ran all the way to the study. He didn't know what would happen next, how would his mother look at Liu Mingjie, and whether he would think that she was a casual girl and forced herself to cut off contact. When he thought of these, Zhang Yan burst into tears and waited for the result of the verdict.

The door of the room finally opened, and Zhao Yulan walked in front with great joy. Liu Mingjie lowered her head and followed Zhao Yulan behind her. Zhao Yulan didn't look at Zhang Yan, and sent Liu Mingjie outside the door. Before leaving, he greeted her warmly: "Come often in the future." When she sent the person away, Zhao Yulan's face suddenly sank.

"Mom, I have something to say, don't be too harsh! Ouch." In the room, Zhang Yan used the monkey fist again to avoid the ultimate skill of his mother's rolling pin. Zhao Yulan was not soft-hearted this time. She held the rolling pin and chased Zhang Yan everywhere, and muttered fiercely: "If you don't learn well, you will hook up with a female classmate."

He continued to beat Zhao Yulan until she was soft-worked, and then she put the rolling pin in her arms, let Zhang Yan sit on the bench honestly and teach her son a lesson with great sincerity: "Xiao Yanzi, it's not that you don't let you talk about friends, but that you can't talk about friends so early. Now your main purpose is to study. At that time, your father and I studied all day long, so how could we have time to talk about friends."

"Mom, do you feel very regretful?"

"Yes, um... no, we were not as good as you at that time, so we were very honest." Zhao Yulan was slutted by her son, and her face turned red. She picked up the rolling pin and knocked it on the table, signaling Zhang Yan to be honest and continue to teach with great sincerity: "Liu Mingjie is a good kid, but how old are you? You have to study hard when you are young. Isn't it better to be here after graduating from college?"

"By then, Liu Mingjie has been married for several years. Maybe the children will call me uncle, and they don't know where to cry." Zhang Yan muttered in a low voice, making futile resistance. Zhao Yulan was furious and immediately beat Zhang Yan to death. However, although Zhang Yan was beaten miserably, he refused to let go. 'Liu Mingjie is my girlfriend, and the basic national policy will not be shaken for a hundred years.'

After the fight, Zhao Yulan was gone. Seeing that her son was covered in purple, she felt very distressed. The rolling pin was bluffing. It seemed that there was no hope for her son to let go. Zhao Yulan had to use her trump card: "Well, stinky brat, you are tough. I'll go to Liu Mingjie's house to find her parents tomorrow. What should you do?"

Zhao Yulan thought that after saying this, Zhang Yan would definitely give in and accept his defeat and obediently follow his arrangements. Who knew that Zhang Yan's eyes rolled and he smiled heartlessly: "Mom, then you'd better go quickly and spread the news all over the streets. Then Liu Mingjie will be my girlfriend, so you can go quickly."

“!?”

Now it was Zhao Yulan's turn to be stunned. She could go to the girl's house at will and say that this girl is not. It is related to the girl's reputation. Not to mention not, even if there is nothing, she can only cover it and can poke it out. Zhao Yulan couldn't think of a solution, and she felt that her husband was not at home and could not suppress her son. She threw the rolling pin and cried: "Why is my life so miserable!"

Zhang Yan stood on the ground without saying a word and listened to Zhao Yulan crying. After a while, poured a bowl of water: "Mom, drink some water first, don't cry in a hoarse voice!"

Zhao Yulan felt a little better. She took the water and took a sip. She felt sweet. Knowing that her son had added sugar to her, her anger was half gone. She remembered that Liu Mingjie was so handsome that she burned her son's incense. The whisper on her mouth softened: "It's okay to have a partner, but you have to wait until you go to college!"

"No, Liu Mingjie is my girlfriend now, I can't leave her behind for three years and ignore her."

Speaking of this, the mother and son became stiff, and Zhao Yulan was also angry and turned to cook. Zhang Yan was sleepy and fell asleep. He slept until after 9 o'clock in the evening. The cool half-thousand moon hung on the treetops, just like Liu Mingjie's eyes, staring at him mischievously. Zhang Yan couldn't help but look at him insane.

Under the same moonlight, Liu Mingjie was also looking at the moon. At this time, the moonlight was bright, and the Milky Way in the sky was gone. The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl shone with each other in the night sky, and Liu Mingjie was also fascinated by the sight. At this time, a dark cloud was rolling by, covering the moonlight. The wide Milky Way appeared next to the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl again. Liu Mingjie couldn't help but bit her lips, and a few tears remained silently.

On the right of the south gate of the ancient city of Yinzhou City, there is an ancient and quiet garden. Two lacquered doors inlaid with red paint stand on the door pillow stone. The stone steps and the horse stone are already uneven and appearing to be quaint. Opposite the main entrance of the academy, a grinding brick-to-square-stitched screen wall is erected. It is nearly four meters high and about twelve meters wide. The middle ridge is six meters wide. There is a beam column roof on top and a Sumeru seat below. Be careful to emboss the four golden characters "Yinggang Academy" on the plain face.

In the first room in the east wing of Yingang Academy, there were lights on. Two people were playing the score. More than a hundred chess moves were played on the chessboard, which turned out to be the one between Zhang Yan and Wang Jiehai in the morning. The person who played the chess was Ma Zixing. His face was wrong when he was putting it on. Sitting opposite Ma Zixing was an old man with silver beard and white hair. Seeing that Ma Zixing was looking for it, he said coldly: "Xiao Ma, don't look for it anymore. Black chess is really messy. White chess is better, but they don't have that kind of courage. What are the two of them?"

"So it turns out that the black chess escaped first and forced himself to escape. No wonder they couldn't find it?" Ma Zixing found out the next step at this time. The next move was much easier. He kept swaying all the way to the upper right corner of Qu Sijie. Ma Zixing breathed a sigh of relief when he got here: "Old Xiao, I heard from Wang Sihai that Zhang Yan's game was extremely tenacious and brave, and the situation was ups and downs, so he specially asked for the chess record and showed it to you."

Mr. Xiao's attention turned to the chessboard, his expression calmed a lot, and he nodded slightly: "The black chess has barely made some sense when he got here. However, the difference between the front and the back is too big, and this mentality is not right."

"Old Xiao, before Zhang Yan got off with Wang Jiehai, he first fought with Wang Sihai for one night, and was so tired the next day. I heard that he was playing chess while dozing off, so the first half of the game was very bad, not because his level was unstable."

"Hey, why are you so energetic in the second half of the plate? Could it be that you took stimulants?"

"That's not. I heard that he sprinkled water on his thighs when he was drinking water, but he suddenly woke up. But I think this kid was probably intentional, stimulating himself with pain and then recovering from his state."

"Xiaoma, you have put a lot of effort into it." Under the light, Old Xiao's eyes were bright.

Ma Zixing didn't defend himself, and he kept a few hands and didn't finish it. He stood up and smiled at Xiao Lao: "Old Xiao, people say that people should not avoid relatives. This kid is the son of my secretary. He is indeed a little capable. Of course I would recommend it to you if you are convenient. As for whether it suits your old wishes, it depends on the kid's fortune. Old Xiao, I have finished all the things here, and I will call the party school in the evening, so I will go back first." After that, he bowed and retreated with empathy.
Chapter completed!