Self-cultivation of Male Supporting Role

Qu Xingfeng stood up and regretted his misunderstanding this time: "According to the information I got, the children of this family have always had a bad relationship with their mother, and the two had a estrangement because of the death of the male master.

And the hostess is a jealous woman, I thought it should be good to divide the relationship between the two of them, but I didn't expect that there would be such a deep dispute between the two, and the woman herself did not have as much wealth as she showed. , has always used his son's face as a fat man. "

Qu Xingfeng's face changed in a second, but the last moment was still sad and sad, and instantly changed to a cold and ruthless but very attractive look. For a moment, the little policeman saw Shi Yan's face on Qu Xingfeng's face. shadow.

He patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, and brushed his messy hair, Qu Xingfeng casually said to Shi Yan, "Let's go, Dad doesn't have to fight for his ideals even though he is a big New Year's Eve. Years, anyway, took hundreds of thousands from that woman's hands.

Don't suffer, this money is put in the hometown in the countryside, enough to eat and drink for a lifetime, so it is still easy to earn money from a rich fool.

I saw you, Aunt Wei, by chance a few days ago. I heard that you were the second in the city in the final exam. We haven't got together for a long time. Let's celebrate together. "

The little police officer thought about his salary of 2,000 yuan a month, and the hundreds of thousands he would have to work hard for most of his life. For a moment, he had the idea of ​​being a salted fish.

Then he shook his head: No! I am for the ideal, in order to maintain justice, we are not the same!

After thinking about it, Shi Yan understood: "Your house can't live in there anymore?"

Qu Xingfeng is also sincere: "Everyone has called the door, if I still live there, my reputation is not good, and the rumors that spread out affect me to continue to fight for my ideals, right?

It's almost New Year's Eve, and it's hard to find a house, so I can only go to your place to live for a while! "

Qu Xingfeng is very self-aware: "Don't worry, you won't live there for a long time, it's just for emergency. Even if you want Dad to live long, Dad is still not happy. It's inconvenient to do things because there is a fuel bottle."

Tsk, I almost didn't say it directly, sometimes Yan was present, which influenced him to hook up with rich women.

In this case, Shi Yan could only reluctantly agree.

But there was one sentence he had to say first: "The nanny, aunt and driver at home have all been on vacation these days. Since you want to live, I will ask you for the meal."

Seeing what Qu Xingfeng wanted to say, Shi Yan blocked his mouth with one sentence: "Didn't you sign up for a cooking class earlier? Don't you want me to see your cooking skills?

It is said that if you want to grab a woman's heart, you must first grab her stomach. If you practice more, you will not lose the chain at the critical moment. It will do you no harm. "

Qu Xingfeng thought the same thing, this time, this woman who had no responsibility at all, wasn't it just because of one of his dishes that he chose his old bacon among the many small fresh meats!

The consequence of Qu Xingfeng's persuasion was that this year, Shi Yan ate more at home than when the nanny aunt was there. Qu Xingfeng seems to have made up his mind that he will take the line of being a virtuous old man at home in the future, spending all his free time in the kitchen.

The cooker hood in the kitchen has never stopped working 24 hours a day, frying and cooking, everything is well-stocked, North and South dishes can be served from time to time, Shi Yan lives a small life of seven meals a day.

The ingredients in the refrigerator were quickly used up, and the price of Qu Xingfeng generous flowers was five times higher than usual. A batch of fresh ingredients was sent. Looking at the ingredients piled up on the kitchen floor, my chest hurt. For a while.

"Dad is now an unemployed old bacon who is not supported by a rich woman. If you go on like this, you have to go bankrupt. I have paid too much for my ideals."

At that time, Shi Yan was in the kitchen making juice for himself, and when he heard the words, he said lightly: "No one is forcing you, you can choose to work hard, and when you are seven or eighty years old, when you take one step and cough three times, you will be rich.

At that time, you can also be like those immortal guys, go in and out with a few young beautiful and fresh little girls to the front door.

Guarantee that those little girls are also willing to post up for the sake of money, just waiting for you to die, so that you can divide your property and go back to take care of the little fresh meat. "

Qu Xingfeng heard a sadness: "So, the biological chain is a cycle. Dad is now the one at the bottom of the biological chain. If he doesn't work hard, he can be replaced or engulfed by others at any time. It's terrible."

Shi Yan sincerely suggested: "Maybe one day, you can jump out of this biological chain. Dad, you have a little money in your hand, and do some other work, such as opening a small shop.

Didn't you say you wanted to open a restaurant before, so you signed up for cooking classes and management classes? Finding someone to live in peace is also an option. "

Qu Xingfeng thought about those days, and sighed sadly: "Reporting to class is to report to class, but do you know how Dad feels during class?"

Shi Yan shook his head.

Qu Xingfeng showed an unbearable expression: "It's just a headache, as soon as I heard the teacher beep on it, Dad's head started to hurt uncontrollably, like being stabbed with a needle in the brain by Mammy Rong. It hurts to jump, otherwise why do you think Dad is attracted to that woman Tang Song?

It's not because we are all scumbags, two students who don't listen to the teacher's lectures well, naturally have something to say, talk and talk, after a long time, not..."

Shi Yan: "This is the weirdest reason I've ever heard of cheating, do you think it's worth it?"

Qu Xingfeng shook his head: "It's not worth it, so I always thought that you inherited your father's scumbag genes, and I never had any expectations for your grades. You can take the exam so well at the end of the semester. To be honest, my father is pretty good. Unexpected."

Shi Yan waved his hand, took the juice out of the kitchen, and left the battlefield to Qu Xingfeng to continue to play. This person is probably hopeless. As long as he doesn't commit a crime, he will be embarrassed by being a mistress, and Shi Yan feels that he is still free-spirited. Well, let him be happy.

What Shi Yan has been busy with lately is to fool a Mingcheng native on the Internet to be a wage earner for him.

This person's name is Cheng Huasheng, 35 years old. He used to work in a small financial institution, and he managed to get out of the way. After all, he was considered a small leader, but he was betrayed by his subordinates in a blink of an eye. debt.

Cheng Huasheng couldn't repay the debt even after scraping together everything he could. He borrowed everything he could. His relatives and friends almost broke up with him because of this.

Cheng Huasheng, who was under huge debt pressure, wanted to die for a moment, but there was nothing he could do. Sima became a living horse doctor and posted a message for help on the local forum. In less than a day, his message for help was topped on the homepage.

But this is not a good thing. No one has offered to help him. Everyone is laughing at the fact that the current level of liars is getting worse and worse, and the methods of cheating money are so low-level.

What netizens say the most is: "Make up a story that is very fake and miserable when you hear it. If you put a bank card number and mobile phone number, and you can cheat money, my story can be made up ten times worse than yours, and a whole lot more real than yours." Ten thousand times, down but ups and downs, touching! Think a little bit longer, cheating money is also an art!"

At the same time, Cheng Huasheng's mobile phone received numerous text messages, all of which were scolding him "liars must die", "liars die for the whole family" and so on.

In just one day and one night, Cheng Huasheng received thousands of abusive text messages, breaking his last rational string.

Just when he was about to die without involving his wife and children, he received a call.

On the phone, a clear voice asked him softly: "Have you received the money I called you? If you received it, I hope that after you solve the difficulties at hand, we will have the opportunity to meet and chat. This is my mobile phone. No, you can call me when the time comes."

Cheng Huasheng felt that he was still living in a dream, hung up the phone in a daze, and woke up suddenly. He rummaged through thousands of spam text messages, and finally found a reminder message from the bank two hours ago. .

It was the message from the bank where he left the bank card on the forum for help. Cheng Huasheng counted a series of zeros and saw the amount of money that was more than the number he wrote when he asked for help. In the end, he shed a mixture of sadness and joy. Tears, Li sat on the ground feebly, covering his face and crying.

But today, the third day of the new year, is the day when Cheng Huasheng asked Shi Yan to meet. The other party came here in the name of greeting Shi Yan for the New Year. He was carrying a large bag and a small girl with a fleshy face, blinking timidly. She stared at Shi Yan who opened the door with wide eyes.

Cheng Huasheng did not expect that the person who could give him such a large sum of money turned out to be such a young child in front of him, at most fifteen or sixteen years old, perhaps a high school student, Cheng Huasheng speculated in his heart.

But this voice pulled him from the abyss back to the world, and he would never hear it wrong.

Immediately thinking about the legends about this community in Mingcheng, how many simple people can live here? Cheng Huasheng was relieved.

After entering the room and taking a seat, Qu Xingfeng came out of the kitchen wearing an apron and brought fruit snacks to several people.

Shi Yan introduced to the two of them: "This is my dad."

Cheng Huasheng greeted Qu Xingfeng cautiously, and the little girl stood beside her father and said sweetly, "Hello, uncle!"

Qu Xingfeng waved his hands very casually: "You are welcome, this is my son's home, I'm just staying here for a few days, you can do whatever you want, don't pay attention to me!"

This made Cheng Huasheng more cautious, and he didn't know what the situation was.

Shi Yan didn't say much. If Cheng Huasheng passed his test, he would have more chances to get along in the future. These things will be understood gradually in the future, so there is no rush at this time.

Cheng Huasheng explained to Shi Yan a little embarrassed: "Our whole family should have come to thank Mr. Qu, but my parents have been exhausted recently because of me, and they were able to hold on with their breath some days ago.

When I suddenly understood what happened, I let out a sigh of relief, but I couldn't hold on to my illness. My wife could only take care of two elderly people at home, and the children couldn't really take care of them, so I had to take them with you. I'll make you laugh. "

Shi Yan waved his hand and let the little girl play on the first floor by herself, and went to the second floor study with Cheng Huasheng to talk about things.

The little girl obediently took out her homework from the schoolbag she was carrying, moved the small bench to sit at the table obediently, bit her pen and started to do her homework.

Seeing this little action instantly reminded Shi Yan of the little black girl who lived next to Qianwei's house and lived in Lao Wang's house.

I heard that the grades in the kindergarten have increased recently. Due to his great strength, the little Bawang Fatdun who successfully won the kindergarten is already one of the invincible little Bawangs who has beaten the kindergarten all over the world.

Her mother, Wang Shuhong, was arranged by President Wang to work in the property of Shi Yan's community. She is very diligent. Sometimes after school, Xiao Hei Ya will bring her kindergarten classmates who live here to help her mother with her work.

Shi Yan has met a few times, the children are chatting, sweating profusely, and playing happily, without any barriers. The owners and parents looked at it and didn't say much. Shi Yan felt that the world of children was really pure and flawless.