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In the past two days, Brother Fugui has been very busy, helping Yin's second son to fight hooligans and heal his legs, bargaining with Tang Minsheng to buy a yard, asking the younger brothers to find information on those tenants, and taking time to rescue Gu's hero when he is free. After a trip to the United States, I also need to inspect the economic environment of the capital, and think about the future earning business The capital is almost too big to accommodate him, and I fall asleep every night with my pillow wet, so I don't remember thinking about how Xiao Qiao is doing in school.
Studying in such a top school in the capital city, in ancient times, he was a disciple of the emperor of Taixue! How many people cry for their fathers and mothers and want to get in the exam but can't get it. If they study hard in it, what can they think about?
The honest thought flashed for a second, and Fugui's eyes froze. He pulled Qiao Yingnian's body to lean against him, so that the college student brother could feel the strength of his thoughts at the moment.
Cao Fugui smiled softly, and kissed Xiao Qiao's carotid artery lightly, his fiercely beating blood was full of honest feelings.
Feeling the silent enthusiasm of the little wolf cub, he chuckled and whispered without guilt and incomparable sincerity: "I want to! I can't sleep alone every day, thinking of you"
How could I not want to, it is rare to be separated these days, without such a person in front of me, I really think about it even in my dreams, I just think about it, what, xx is dissatisfied!
Before he finished speaking, his lips were already firmly held
Panting heavily, Qiao Yingnian reluctantly let go of her old goblin.
If it weren't for broad daylight and being outdoors again, he really wanted his elder brother to deeply experience his deep thoughts that were dense and deeply engraved in his bones.
"Let's go, feed your brother's belly first, and then I will feed you~"
Brother Fugui raised his eyebrows, his cheeks were flushed, and the end of the wave was almost trembling, he picked up Xiao Qiao and left.
This girl's dry gnawing has a funny meaning, if she is seen by some vigilant uncles and aunts in the neighborhood, she will be arrested at the Public Security Bureau, and she will lose her face and her status as a college student.
That's thanks to grandma's house!
? Eat and drink enough, go back to the house and lock the door, let go of lovesickness, hard work is the serious thing!
The man went shopping in a straightforward manner, and found a state-owned store with a large storefront. Brother Fugui rushed in and just bought it all at once. These days, the salespersons in state-run stores have ugly faces and poor service attitudes. Standing at the counter is worse than being an uncle.
Who is Ke Fugui? With a handsome face and a sweet mouth, the sisters and sisters in front of the counter were coaxed by his honey-smeared mouth and ate a few "foreign" toffees from Brother Fugui. Brother Qian chatted more, and dug out all the good goods at the bottom of the box on the counter to let the rich and noble comrades choose carefully and slowly.
Although the young gay man next to him was handsome, his face turned dark and his spirit sank, making him not very attractive.
Qiao Yingnian dragged Brother Fugui, who was satisfied with the purchase, with big and small bags, out of the store, and the sisters of the salesperson waved their hands reluctantly.
"Women! Regardless of age, what you want is someone who understands them?" Brother Fugui sighed earnestly and taught Qiao Lengzi who was confused.
"Brother, you really understand women!" Qiao Yingnian was very happy.
"Ah? Haha, haha Isn't this at home with Grandma, Auntie, Miaoer, and Yingzi a lot? , Hurry up and explain.
Hey, my little Qiao is smart and capable, considerate and careful, everything is good, but the vinegar is a little bit too strong. Could it be that this is the root cause of the lack of parental care since childhood?
Cao Fugui glanced at Xiao Qiao with pity, thinking that he should reward and comfort his little boy tonight.
On the streets of Beijing in 1978, people came and went, bustling and noisy, people's spirits were different from previous years, and most of the colors they wore were green, blue, and black. But there are not many things on the street, and there are not many types of goods in the shops, and the supply is very insufficient.
Cao Fugui wanted to bring back some things from the old capital to his relatives and friends at home, but he went to several stores but couldn't find any good things. There are many rare things in the overseas Chinese store, such as watches, radios, antiques He even saw a 20-inch Japanese imported large color TV with a price tag of 1650 yuan.
But the store doesn't want money, what they want is overseas remittance coupons!
Looking at the store again, it can be seen at a glance that there are many old objects with "open doors". Cao Fugui was drooling, reluctantly and angrily walked out of the overseas Chinese store. well! No one is a fool! Everyone can see the good things. Once the society is stable, the country urgently needs a lot of foreign aid.It's a national event, okay? "
A few young people next door became louder as they ate and ate. A few fellow men argued over certain political points. The two girls listened impatiently. The men turned around angrily. I have learned to be good, and I will no longer discuss those sensitive and unpopular topics.
While eating the dessert in front of him, Cao Fugui leaned into Xiao Qiao's ear and whispered, "Student Qiao, a top student at Beijing University, what do you think about these issues?"
Qiao Yingnian replied in a low voice: "A few days ago, I saw a very interesting article in the "Philosophy Special Journal". Significance of the times¡ªpractice is the criterion for testing truth.¡±
Cao Fugui heard him say some words that were not on the topic, and suddenly felt that the title of the article was a bit familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he widened his eyes and took a deep breath, mother! This, isn't this the century-old article in the "Dream" newspaper that provoked a national discussion? Shouldn't this article be published on the front page of the Central Newspaper? How could it be published in some "Special Journal of Philosophy" without any noise?
He sat up straight nervously, recalled carefully, counted with his fingers, huh? Is it true that it is not yet time for this article that has stirred up waves to meet hundreds of millions of people? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com