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Get lost (the road is very shallow)

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Is ordinary life life?

Bao Qin has some doubts. A few days ago, in Chinese class, the teacher talked about the ideal topic and asked to write a composition to plan life. Bao Qin seriously considered this problem for the first time. Although I am in the first grade of junior high school, I have no idea about life and the future except being instigated by the primary school teacher to be a policeman when I grow up.

Sitting in the small study for a long time at night, I couldn't write a word. Dragging his exercise book, he crept to the door of his father's big book, lying on the door panel, listening to the movement inside. My father is a businessman. He can't be disturbed when a guest comes.

The housekeeper brought coffee and went up the stairs on the second floor. Found his strange posture stuck to the door panel, went over and patted him on the shoulder. Bao Qin was so absorbed in eavesdropping that the beat behind him almost made him exclaim.

"Who's outside?" The steady baritone asked in the door.

The housekeeper turned a blind eye to Bao Qin's anxious wave and replied, "Sir, it's me and the young master."

"Come on in."

Bao Qin looked plaintively at the deadpan housekeeper who pushed open the door all the year round and made a gesture of coming in. He stepped forward and looked at Qin Yan. His father was behind a big desk. He respects his father who came out of nowhere, fearing, admiring and unfamiliar. At least for Bao Qin, they are still in the final stage of mutual adaptation. Before graduating from primary school, he lived in an orphanage with Fang Mammy. His name was Fang Jie instead of Bao Qin. Suddenly at the graduation ceremony, this man named Qin Yan appeared and told him that he was his father.

"Bring a cup of hot milk." Qin Yan gave the order.

The housekeeper nodded, put down the coffee, closed the door and left. Father and son live together.

Qin Yan looked at his son approaching at high speed and smiled kindly: "What can I do for you?"

"Ah. . . . . . "Bao Qin stopped two meters away from him, hesitated, and handed up the composition book.

Qin Yan leaned over him, sandwiched between his legs, and read with a composition book: "Beautiful life. . . . . . What is it? "

"The teacher said, well, this is a plan for my future life." Bao Qin felt that his father's chin was rubbing against his head, with his legs between his legs, and there was a kind of power that didn't break out easily under the package of suits and pants. He immediately diverted his attention and poked his muscles hard.

Qin Yan quickly grabbed his hand. Bao Qin is different from other children. He has some slight obstacles, difficult to concentrate, slow thinking, poor logical ability, fluent speech and easy to be in a daze. His grades are not good either. Except for math, he basically hangs a red light. Qin Yan doesn't care about these. His children don't need to be too clever.

"Life planning. . . . . . "Qin Yan smiled. "What do you think you want to do in the future?"

The milk sent by the housekeeper was transferred to Bao Qin. Holding hot milk for a long time, Qin Baocai slowly replied: "Now."

Qin Yan said with a smile: "Then write, I want to live a normal life, eat my father's and use my father's until the end of my life."

If you hand in such a composition, you will naturally be criticized. Bao Qin was summoned to the office. Be scolded: "have you ever thought that your father will die before you?" So what would you do? Who exactly instilled such dependence in you? No wonder you are weak in self-reliance. . . . . . I can go home and call my parents tomorrow. "

Bao Qin was a little depressed, although he felt that his father's words were correct. Ordered to leave school early, he left school alone with his schoolbag on his back.

Naturally, half an hour later, the driver who came to meet people lost his mind and called Qin Yan's office. Qin Yan's face was cold and angry: "I told you to go to all branches and look in every corner of every street. You must find it!" "

The housekeeper then said, "Do you want to pay attention to the rest of Rongmen? . . . . . "

Qin Yan nodded and pinched the marble in her hand. He doesn't want to root out the root cause, but whoever doesn't make him happy, don't blame him for being heartless.

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