Back to the Years When My Father Was in School - Chapter 1
On the unfamiliar street with the cold wind, a few orange cleaners are cleaning the sanitation of the road.
Not far from the school gate, there is a small cart selling triangular cakes, and the sweet and greasy fragrance floats.
Lu Yan sniffed the glutinous fragrance floating in the air and couldn’t help swallowing her saliva. She felt as if she had a little kitten in her stomach. She scratched her when she was hungry, and nothing stopped.
She covered her belly, walked to the triangle bag cart, and said pitifully to the vendor: “I want one, thank you.”
“Good! Fifty cents.”
The peddler installed a steaming triangular cake for her.
Lu Yan paused for a moment, took out her only red one hundred yuan bill from her bag and handed it to the hawker.
The hawker looked at it several times with the red banknotes, and asked in a puzzled way: “What kind of money is this? I haven’t seen it before. It’s fake, right?”
“It’s not fake.” Lu Yan explained quickly: “Just… you keep this banknote for 20 years, oh no, at most ten years, the money can be used.”
The hawker looked at her like a neuropathy, and saw that her skin was fair and radiant, and she looked so pure and beautiful. At first glance, she was raised by a rich family, not like a liar.
After all, the hawker has not collected her money.
“It’s not a good thing to run away from home, go back to your parents, they are so anxious.”
“Well, thank you!”
Lu Yan took the hot triangular cake and ate it while standing by the wall.
This is the third day after her rebirth. She is not as cool as the novel. She is hungry and hungry now, and her survival has become a problem.
Lu Yan was reborn from the accidental car accident. When she was 15 years old, she thought she could start fighting again, study hard, get rid of the second-generation squeamish personality, and learn some real skills so that her father would not be bankrupted by the enemy. , Nothing can help.
Unexpectedly, she did not return to her 15 years old, but to her father’s 15 years old!
Beicheng is still the familiar Beicheng, and the streets are still the same streets as before, but no one here knows Lu Yan, because…
She has not been born yet.
As a “three-no” person who has not yet been born, Lu Yan wandered on the streets in the early 2000s for three days, and truly felt what it means to make a living.
When her father went bankrupt, she had never been so downhearted when she went from a rich second-generation to a pauper overnight.
If she couldn’t find her young father Lu Zhen, she might really starve to death on the street.
Lu Yan inquired all the way, and came to the middle school where Dad Lu Zhen attended, Beicheng No. 3 Middle School.
Beicheng No. 3 Middle School is the oldest middle school in Beicheng. Even after Lu Yan was born, Beicheng No. 3 Middle School was still enrolling students and was later named Guozhong Middle School.
Lu Yan was also in Beicheng No. 3 Middle School. She often heard her dad mention that there was his frivolous past that could not bear to look back.
Lu Yan vomited for this sentence for a long time.
Now, she was standing at the gate of Beicheng No. 3 Lieutenant Colonel, looking at the green-painted front gate with a sense of age, suddenly a little excited.
In this, how many “unbearable” frivolous past stories of dad hide?
Lu Yan squatted in front of the school for three days, and didn’t even see her father.
“Classmate, do you know Lu Zhen?”
“Master Lu, he doesn’t come to school often.”
“Where can I find him?”
“Maybe people in the entertainment street, advise you not to go, where is too messy.”
“…”
Lu Yan decided to wait for Lu Zhen at the school gate. She is now sensitive and should not run around.
After waiting at the school gate for three days, Lu Yan didn’t wait for Lu Zhen. I heard that this young master Lu did not come to school every day. It was common for him to skip school and skip school.
Lu Yan thought of the harsh and cold-hearted father of the president in the past, and felt that he was not the same person as the “Lu Shao” they used to talk about.
Lu Yan squatted on the street, waiting boredly for her dad, without noticing that there were girls around him staring at her.
She was born beautiful, especially with her small waist, full and slender. In the previous life, she was hailed as the “goddess of school flowers” when she first entered the university campus, and she fascinated countless otakus.
Even if Lu Yan is only fifteen years old now, her stunning beauty is enough to make the girls around her feel jealous, thus permeating instinctive hostility—
“I heard that she comes outside the Third Lieutenant Colonel every day.”
“Ask Lu Zhen whenever you come.”
“Tsk, it’s really shameless, they all found outside the school.”
…
Lu Yan knew that the boys and girls of Dad’s era were simple and conservative, drawing three-eight lines, blushing and heartbeats for a long time when they met.
Her blatant behavior of squatting on Lu Zhen outside the school, in the eyes of the girls, is very bold and extraordinary, and in addition, Lu Zhen at school is really…so popular!
Therefore, Lu Yan’s squatting behavior is really eye-catching.
But what can she do? She is a “three-no-person” who has not been born yet, she wants to have a meal!
Except for her dad, she doesn’t know who to ask for help. The police station must not go, otherwise she will be sent to a welfare institution or a mental hospital.
The voices of the girls whispering were endless, but it happened to be heard by her—
“It’s really persistent. I wait here every day. I don’t know that Lu Zhen has a girlfriend a long time ago, and his girlfriend is still a school girl.”
Lu Yan’s ears immediately stood up and listened carefully to their gossip.
Lu Zhen has a girlfriend so early, is it her mother?
“Hey, I heard that Shu Mengfei has broken up with Lu Zhen.”
“Why, aren’t the two of them in a good relationship? Shu Mengfei is so beautiful, right with Lu Zhenduo!”
“I heard, I just heard that Shu Mengfei recently… got close to that person.”
“that person?”
“Shen Kuo.”
“…”
The girls were silent for half a minute at the same time.
“Is Shu Meng scared? He actually touched that person.”
“Such a gloomy boy, it’s creepy to think about it.”
“The key is that Shen Kuo is still poor and can afford Shu Mengfei.”
…
Hearing the name Shen Kuo, Lu Yan shivered instinctively, sweating on her back.
After many years, Shen Kuo, a wealthy and powerful upstart in the North City, dormant for several years and carefully planned to push Lu Zhen’s thriving company to the brink of bankruptcy and stepped him under his feet.
Lu Yan was afraid of him!
Unexpectedly, Shen Kuo and Lu Zhen, these two rivals, would turn out to be high school classmates!
Listening to the gossip of those girls, Lu Zhen’s schoolgirl girlfriend seems to be half-hearted… Do you like Shen Kuo?
“Shhh, stop talking, Lu Zhen is out!”
Lu Yan suddenly looked up and saw Lu Zhen riding a motorcycle and leaving the school gate with a few unruly dressed teenagers.
He was wearing a white shirt, with the shirt’s neckline slightly open, and his cuffs rolled to his elbows, revealing beautiful wheat-colored skin.
Lu Zhen’s features are exquisite and handsome, but the most attractive thing is his peachy eyes, slightly raised, sentimental and slutty.
Lu Yan’s beautiful eyes are exactly the same as his dad.
A family member used to joked that after giving birth to these eyes, the father and daughter are both beautiful and troubled.
However, Lu Yan looked at Lu Zhen from a distance, and felt that when she was young, her father was more “disaster” than her!
Lu Zhen is recognized as the school grass of Beicheng No. 1 Middle School. He brings his own aura of a wealthy boy. He can both dress up and discharge his life. He walks on the streets in early 2000 and has a 100% return rate.
Lu Yan didn’t know that his serious and steady dad, when he was young, turned out to be in such a compelling manner!
Looking at Lu Zhen’s motorcycle, it was about to pass her, Lu Yan rushed over and blocked Lu Zhen’s path.
Lu Zhen pressed the emergency brake abruptly, and the tire of the car stopped half a meter away from Lu Yan.
“Fuck me, you are tired of life!”
Seeing my dear dad, Lu Yan’s eyes instantly turned red when he thought of the grievances and sufferings he had suffered over the past three days.
The word “Dad” was in his throat, and he was about to come out with his crying voice.
“You cried when you touched porcelain, you cried a fart! If you really bump into it, I should cry! Get out!”
Lu Yan didn’t let it go, and stubbornly stopped the leader of his car.
“Don’t leave.” Lu Zhen reached out and took out his wallet and began to count the stacks of banknotes: “I’m in a hurry, let’s talk about it, how much medical bills are needed before he is willing to roll.”
Lu Zhen speaks quite eloquently, quite rudely, like a prodigal prodigal.
Liang Ting, a friend next to Lu Zhen, patted him on the shoulder to tell him not to be so irritable: “The little girl was scared by you. Be gentle. It’s not about money.”
After he finished speaking, he handed Lu Yan a dark handkerchief: “Classmate, wipe your face.”
“Thank you Uncle Liang Ting, no need.”
Liang Ting:…
uncle?
Lu Yan very skillfully took the two tickets from her father, and at the same time, holding his hand, she cried violently: “Dad, Yan Yan is so hungry. I haven’t eaten for two days, oh, your old man will look at it again. Give me more.”
Lu Zhen:…
What the **** am I?
The two confronted each other for a while. Lu Zhen was helpless and gave four or five banknotes in a row. After receiving the money, Lu Yan cried and said to him: “It’s not about money. I really have important things to tell you. .”
Lu Zhen twitched the corners of his mouth. You misrepresented me with so much money, and then said it was not about money?
Lu Yan suggested: “Let’s find a restaurant to sit down and talk slowly, okay?”
“I have squandered the money, and I want to eat rice, my cheeks are too thick!”
Lu Yan asks for help, usually looking at her father’s best friend Liang Ting: “Uncle Liang Ting, you help me speak!”
Liang Ting’s “uncle” scratched his head awkwardly and said to Lu Zhen, “Then what, Brother Lu, she is very anxious, or let’s just listen to what she has to say?”
Lu Zhen rectified the leader of the car and said impatiently: “If every woman who chased Lao Tzu had to give money and treat her, Lao Tzu would be bankrupt!”
Lu Yanxin said, you will go bankrupt sooner or later, but if you patiently listen to me, there may be a chance for a comeback in the future.
She didn’t dare to say this.
She looked at Lu Zhen pitifully: “Dad…”
Liang Ting looked at Lu Yan’s appearance, but she was fourteen or fifteen years old, with a soft and well-behaved oval face, and a faint eyebrow stretched along the arch of the eyebrow. The fine eyelashes were like a small brush, slightly embossed with water beads, looking lovable.
Don’t tell me, the smell between her brows in her eyes really resembles that of Lu Zhen.
Liang Ting looked at Lu Yan and then at Lu Zhen.
Lu Zhen said irritably, “What are you looking at!”
Liang Ting said startledly: “Lu Zhen, she looks like you and you!”
Lu Zhen finally looked at Lu Yan directly. Lu Yan raised her neck and pulled her hair from her temples behind her ears to let her dad see clearly. This is definitely a fake daughter!
She showed a white face like a snowy egg, and her well-behaved earlobes were a little red because of her anxiety.
Lu Zhen is impatient, and when he gets angry, his earlobes are always red.
So the father and daughter, with four red earlobes, hung like cherries, they are exactly the same, let alone the godlike facial features.
Lu Zhen’s face changed a little. He thought of the little girl who was trafficked two years ago. After all, she was as old as this girl and looked like…
At this moment, the Nokia ticking around his waist rang, he picked it up and looked at it, his eyes sinking slightly: “Damn, Shen Kuo has arrived in the billiard room!”
The boys said they wanted to ride away.
Lu Yan looked at Lu Zhen helplessly and hesitated: “Dad, then I…”
Lu Zhen said to her like a big brother: “Get in the car first, we’re going to fight, and then we’ll deal with your affairs after we’re done.”