"Is there any trouble?" Wang Changning put a bowl of porridge in front of Feng Yiping.

Breakfast is now served, white rice porridge, pickled pickles, peanuts, fried steamed buns, meat buns, and a thousand-layer cakes... According to current perspective, it is really not healthy, but it is the most familiar and friendly taste.

Speaking of which, sometimes, some food can bring you back to the old days like a time shuttle.

"Don't worry, there is no trouble that cannot be solved by Yiping," Xiao Zhijie took a big sip of porridge, "It's so delicious!"

"Is that Yiping?" he asked.

"It's not as good as you said, but since you have encountered it, what can I do? I can only try to solve it."

"Working things is like solving troubles one by one," said Wang Changning.

"This sentence is worth a bowl of porridge," said Feng Yiping.

Isn't that the case?

"But there is a problem, I don't think you can make it clear," Xiao Zhijie smiled, "Why is it only the porridge at home that tastes so comfortable?"

Feng Yiping really couldn't answer this question.

Not only porridge, but also many other dishes can only taste the taste at home.

"I really don't know the reason for this, the water and soil?" Feng Yiping said.

After eating this breakfast that was beyond their hometown, they could not taste such a proper taste. Naturally, they talked about a lot of past events and exchanged their current situations of junior high school classmates.

If it weren't for Feng Yiping, because there were so many job opportunities in the town, city, and province, those junior high school students would be the same as before. After parting from Liangjiahe Middle School in the summer of 1995, even if they were in the same town, even if they were only dozens of miles away from each other's hometowns, it would be difficult to see each other again for the rest of their lives.

Later, during the Spring Festival, I occasionally passed by at the station or in the town, and most of them didn't realize that the person who just passed away, who looked like he was, was one of the young classmates back then.

The so-called "even if we meet, we don't know each other, this is the situation.

But this time, the classmates in their junior high school, except for a few girls, went to the man's house with their boyfriend who had already confirmed their relationship, and most of them were in the town.

Even those students who have already bought a house outside can also be said to have settled a home outside.

The current Wuli'ao is not only their roots, but also worth everyone's journey back thousands of miles away.

"Will you participate in the class reunion organized by Tang Shaokang and Qiuling?" Xiao Zhijie asked.

"Maybe there really is no time," said Feng Yiping.

He is really hard to participate. Many of the classmates in the class are now working in Jiasheng, with positions ranging from front-line workers to middle-level managers like Wang Jinju and others.

Although the others are not within the Jiasheng system, their work is somewhat related to Jiasheng, because many of their companies are upstream suppliers or downstream distributors of some Jiasheng companies.

Many classmates, after all, are not as close as the two in front of them as me. At that time, most of them will be surrounded by stars and surrounded themselves in the middle, and they may even be shouting Mr. Feng...

Regardless of whether they will be embarrassed or not, Feng Yiping will definitely feel embarrassed.

Including, it turns out that he rarely participates in class reunions because if you think about finding the former classmate relationship in class reunions, it is almost the same probability that you will successfully find a penguin in the Arctic.

Unless it is a relationship like them, the class reunion after graduation will be the most typical thing in the world to sell dog meat with the title of sheep.

"It's better if you don't go," Xiao Zhijie changed his tone, a very gossipy tone. "I heard Qiu Ling say that Tang Shaokang seemed to be planning to propose to Hu Junting at this class reunion,"

"Hu Junting," Wang Changning also looked playful, "Then you really don't want to go,"

Some things just can't stand the test of time. When Hu Junting wrote a love letter to Feng Yiping, she didn't know what happened, and it became well-known.

If Feng Yiping goes, everyone will inevitably compare him with Tang Shaokang. It is really embarrassing because there is really nothing comparable.

"I guess many female classmates have regretted it for a long time. Why didn't I write a love letter to you? Why didn't I be like Jingping...?" Wang Changning kicked him under the table. Xiao Zhijie quickly turned the topic to the food, "Haha, I also like this thousand-layer cake."

How could you hide this little move from Feng Yiping? "It's okay," he smiled bitterly, "There are some problems between Jingping and me,"

If you say these words to them, you will feel more relaxed. "After the publication of "Blue Ocean Strategy", I was invited to give speeches at many institutions and universities in the United States, and then I met an American girl."

"Yes, something happened next," Feng Yiping confessed as he looked at the gossip that could not be hidden in Wang Changning and Xiao Zhijie's eyes.

"This is understandable. It's the first time I went to a place like the United States," said Wang Changning.

"Yes, I can understand," Xiao Zhijie said immediately.

In fact, he felt a little envious.

No matter how happy the daily life is, which man has not experienced any extra restlessness? He went to a country famous for his openness alone, and suddenly he had the urge to escape from the constraints, just like he was free from the lawless land, and then he had the urge to leap with the vast sea and the high sky, allowing the "birds" to fly.

"There was something else, and then I lost contact with her. I didn't find Amanda again until the eve of her birth. At that time, I realized that her son and I were nearly half a year old,"

"Hiss," the steamed bun slices held on Wang Changning's chopsticks fell into the porridge bowl, and the hot porridge splashed on his hands, making him grinning.

"Oh," Xiao Zhijie went to pick up the chopsticks that fell from his hand, but one fell to the ground.

The two of them were in a hurry for a while before finally settled down, "That is, there is another brother who is half a year older than her?"

The first thing they asked was indeed this.

Feng Yiping nodded.

"You have both sons and daughters!" The two of them really couldn't hide their envy this time.

"That's still, when I was 22 years old," Xiao Zhijie was always sensitive to numbers.

"Yes," according to their concept, this is indeed a very lucky thing and a very lucky thing. Of course, the whole country may be similar.

"I'm so happy for you!" At this time, they were naturally standing on Feng Yiping's side, not as friends, but as men.

After they were happy, they remembered the trouble, "Are they discovered it recently by Jingping?"

"No, I confessed to her,"

Xiao Zhijie immediately stood up, "How can you confess such a thing? You can't even say it even if you beat him to death."

"There must be difficulties in Yiping. It must be better to say it out loud than Jingping discovered it," Wang Changning said immediately.

Feng Yiping was a little surprised now.

Listening to the two guys, it seemed that they were at least mentally prepared for such things, or they had thought more than once about what to do when they encountered such problems.

"Where is Jingping, what is her attitude now?" Xiao Zhijie asked.

Feng Yiping spread his hands, do you still need to ask?

"I think Jingping's level is not easy," Wang Changning thought for a while, "it's because the family is more troublesome."

He always thinks a little deeper.

"I don't think it's a big deal. As long as Jingping has no problem, there's no problem," said Xiao Zhijie.

Feng Yiping didn't say anything, and he was embarrassed to present his messy side to the completeness in front of them.

"Your son,"

"Vincent," said Feng Yiping.

"Are there any photos?" Xiao Zhijie asked.

But judging from his appearance, I guess he is quite curious about Vincent.

After a while, they looked at the photo of Ma Ling holding Vincent on the computer, and couldn't speak, "I didn't expect that we could have such a nephew, too."

"Although Jingping may be unhappy when she hears this, she is a bit of a bastard, but just for such a cute child, no matter how much trouble you encounter this time, it's worth it." Xiao Zhijie didn't say this half of the sentence.

Feng Yiping's trouble became something that these two envied. No wonder he had such a good relationship with them, because in detail, they were all goods with some distorted values.

The phone rang again, and Feng Yiping saw that, Ma Ling happened to call, and he immediately picked it up. This is also something he would be very concerned about.

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Chapter completed!