"Bowry gift? What kind of gift?"
Yu Xiaoliang was stunned for a moment, and then he realized: "You don't even let me take care of Yu Xian, how dare you ask for the betrothal gift?"
"You are her father, why can't you have her?"
Tang Xiangyue ignored the reason and said aggressively: "Anyway, I, as a mother, will let you know. If you don't have 200,000 yuan, you will never marry Yu Xian. If that boy has any objections, let him come and talk to me in person!"
"Talk to you?"
Yu Xiaoliang recalled that when Chen Zhu was chatting with him, under his young and gentle face, his words were as aggressive as a dagger.
He is Yu Xian's father, and Chen Zhu can be so ruthless. If a mean stepmother like his wife were to live in the past, she would probably end up worse than himself.
However, the stepmother is also a stepmother. When she heard that Yu Xian was talking about her boyfriend, her first reaction was a gift, and she had no interest in the boyfriend's character, family, or abilities.
"As long as someone treats Yao'er well, I won't ask for a bride price."
Yu Xiaoliang muttered a word, shook his wrist and read the newspaper again.
"you……"
Tang Xiangyue glared. She rarely saw her husband being so disobedient. It seemed that he still felt sorry for his daughter.
But it doesn't matter, it's still a long time before Yu Xian gets married, and I can still slowly brainwash Lao Yu.
Tang Xiangyue turned her eyes and stopped dwelling on this topic. Instead, she said, "Little Yezi will be in fourth grade next semester. She is not very good at math. I want to find a teacher for her to make up lessons during the winter vacation."
Yu Xiaoliang knew that this meant asking for money, but as long as he allowed himself some peace and quiet at home, that was not impossible.
"Are you looking for a teacher at school to make up lessons?"
Yu Xiaoliang asked.
"Only fools are looking for them!"
Tang Xiangyue spat and said: "Xiao Yezi, that math teacher is like a bitch who has never seen money. He actually charges 300 yuan an hour for tutoring. Now everyone is looking for tutors for their children on the Zhongda Learning Network."
"CUHK Study Network?"
Yu Xiaoliang had never heard of this website, but the word "CUHK" made him a little sensitive, because Chen Zhu was from this school.
"yes!"
Tang Xiangyue said proudly: "On this website, I can find tutoring courses for college students from the Chinese University of Science and Technology and the Chinese University of Technology. The tuition is only 100 or 150 per hour, and members can change tutors at will."
"It's just that the membership fee is too expensive. It costs 399 yuan."
Immediately afterwards, Tang Xiangyue began to criticize this website for getting money. Since it is to facilitate the next generation of the motherland, why can't it provide us with free services...
Yu Xiaoliang stopped talking to his wife. He now just hoped that Yu Xian would send him a message to report that he was safe when he arrived in the capital.
But this is just an expectation. Normally, I should not be treated like this.
…
On Chen's side, he was also waiting for the landing time in the capital. It takes about 3 hours to get to the capital from Guangzhou. The plane takes off at 11:30 and should arrive around 2:30.
However, it may be because there are more air traffic control in the capital, so Chen Zhu only received the message from Yu Xian at three o'clock in the afternoon.
Yu Xian: Director Chen, we are here!
Chen Zhu: OK, I am in class. How is the weather there?
Yu Xian: It’s quite cold. I breathe out white air. I also have a free MMS in this month’s package. I’ll take a picture for you to see.
…
After a while, Chen Zhu received two MMS photos.
The first photo is of Yu Xian standing in the airport lobby, his cell phone facing the window mirror of the shopping agency store.
A face that confuses all living beings is hidden under the scarf, with long eyelashes covering a pair of smiling eyes. He raised his slender fingers and made a yes gesture in front of the mirror.
The second photo shows Yu Xian taking off his scarf and making a "ha" gesture in front of the mirror.
Perhaps because the weather is too cold, Yu Xian's skin seems to have become a little whiter, his burgundy hair is scattered on his shoulders, and his lips are rosy.
Chen Zhu didn't see the white air coming out of the fish, but thought the fish was sexy and cute.
But what’s funny is that in these two photos, Professor Guan is standing next to him. Although his face is serious, he is not impatient. He is holding the suitcase and waiting quietly aside.
Sometimes, the relationship between teachers and students may be closer than that between irresponsible parents.
Chen Zhu: Have you put on lipstick?
Yu Xian: Hahaha, yes! Both the old lady and I have applied it. Did you see that her lips are also smooth?
…
More than 20 minutes later, Yu Baobao sent another message.
Yu Xian: Director Chen, we have walked out of the airport. Many people came to pick up Professor Guan! Some of them are very famous artists. Why do I feel that the old lady is more powerful outside than at school.
Chen Zhu: That's for sure. Have you ever seen a tiger showing off its power in your own forest? They only get active when they are fighting for territory outside.
Yu Xian: Humph, Professor Guan is not a tigress, and neither am I! There were too many people picking up the plane, and they drove a bus over.
Chen Zhu: Bus? It should be Coaster.
Yu Xian: I looked at the logo and it seems to be this car.
Chen Zhu: This is a special car only for provincial leaders. Congratulations on your entering the rank of "Fish Minister".
Yu Xian: Hehe, then I’ll just be a small fish under the leadership of Director Chen.
…
Next, Chen Zhu was attending class and sending messages to Yu Xian.
However, she came back from time to time. Chen Zhu probably was introduced to some seniors in the industry, so he was not in a hurry and only checked his phone occasionally.
After a while, Yu Xian sent a message, saying that she was already in the hotel.
Chen Zhu also finished class at this time, so he called Yu Xian while returning to the dormitory.
"Where's your hotel?"
Chen Zhu asked. He was planning a surprise attack on New Year's Day, so he had to get the information in advance.
"The name is Oriental Grand Hyatt Hotel. I don't know where it is, but emmm..."
Yu Xian opened the window and took a look, then added: "I can see Tiananmen!"
Although I don’t know what star rating this hotel is, I can see that Tiananmen Square is definitely located in the center of the Second Ring Road, so it is most likely a five-star hotel.
This should not be a hotel provided by the Olympic Organizing Committee, otherwise it should be at the Olympic Village. These hotels are most likely arranged by Professor Guan's friends or students.
So, who says artists don’t make money?
As long as the work can withstand market recognition, it is easier for artists to make money than most entrepreneurs.
"On this trip, the fish minister went in and out of Coaster and stayed at a five-star hotel."
Chen Zhu said jokingly: "After you come back, will you still like our rural villagers in the southern barbarian land?"
Eastern Guangdong used to be called the Land of the Southern Barbarians, a place where criminals were exiled, so locals like Chen Zhu would occasionally laugh at themselves.
"Goose goose..."
Yu Xian was amused at first and laughed, then sniffed and said a little unhappy: "Nanbarian country man, I really miss you. In fact, I shed tears just after I passed the security check, but after passing the security check, I really missed you."
The professor was making fun of me there, and I had an argument with her and ended up forgetting to cry..."
"Hahaha~"
Chen Zhu couldn't help but laugh.
The two chatted some more about their daily life, recounting some tender and lingering lovesickness, and then Yu Xian suddenly spoke faster: "Director Chen, Professor Guan may want to call me over in a while, let's... fight for another 30 seconds.
Just hang up..."
2007 is not like 2024, where you can still use data to make calls. In 2007, making calls can only be supported by phone bills.
When the free phone time in the package is used up, the poor college couple can only control the phone time to "XX minutes and 59 seconds", so as to maximize the use of phone bills.
If you hang up the phone at exactly 59 seconds, everyone will cheer as if you have taken advantage;
If it accidentally exceeds 1 second, you will be reluctant to hang up and have to finish the minute.
Although it felt a little silly when he thought about it later, Chen Zhu was not short of money now, at least the money for making phone calls was not bad, but he still cherished having some fun with Yu Xian, these will be good memories in the future.
"What do you do at night?"
Yu Xian spoke as fast as a machine gun, racing against time.
"I may take a look at English in the CET-4 test tomorrow."
Chen Zhu also spoke a little faster than usual.
"Okay, 15 seconds left..."
Yu Xian must have been staring at the phone screen, and his voice was nervous.
"Right."
Chen Zhu thought of something: "Give me your father's contact information?"
"You want him..."
As soon as Yu Xian said two words, the call ended abruptly.
This was not because the signal was poor or that someone was calling and the line was busy, but because Yu Xian hung up the phone on his own initiative.
Chen Zhu looked at the call time - 4 minutes and 58 seconds, and once again successfully maximized the usage of the phone bill.
Within half a minute, Yu Xian's message was sent, and she asked: "What do you want his contact information for?"
Chen Zhu replied: "Don't worry about things between men."
Yu Xian: Humph! Damn it, this is his phone number 133... Tonight, a senior sister who is a professor at CAFA is hosting, and she invites Professor Guan and me to have dinner.
Yu Xian was not wary of Chen Zhu at all, and directly gave Chen Zhu Yu Xiaoliang's mobile phone number, and also reported the evening's arrangements.
Chen Zhu told him "Don't drink", but in fact he didn't need to tell him. With Professor Guan's character, he might have made Yu Xian go to bed earlier than usual in the dormitory.
After Chen Zhu got Lao Yu's contact information, he edited a text message saying "Uncle Yu, this is Chen Zhu. Yu Xian has successfully arrived in the capital and has checked into the hotel. Please don't read it." and sent it to Yu Xiaoliang.
It was now past 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and Yu Xiaoliang had not received any message from Yu Xian. Logically speaking, she must have landed, but she just didn't want to contact her unfit father.
Lao Yu sighed, adjusted his frustrated mood, and went out to communicate with the owners in the community about the general election of the property owners committee.
While we were chatting, the phone suddenly dinged. When I opened the phone, I saw this message from Chen Zhu.
Lao Yu blinked, his nose felt sore inexplicably, and he couldn't help but raise his head.
I saw the sea of ​​clouds billowing in the distance, and the evening wind washed away my chest. I looked up at the blue sky above my head, as if I had left all my worries behind and walked on the vast road in the sky.
"Thanks!"
Lao Yu replied to Chen Zhu seriously.
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(I think this plot is well designed. It not only pave the way for Yu Baobao’s growth, explain her family conflicts, but also free up time for Song Shiwei, and also portray some other characters. There will be another one tonight.
Chapter, but it may be quite late.)
Chapter completed!