Striving in the sixties started from Tu Hop Vien

Yang Qinggang returned to his house like a grizzled and walking corpse, without changing his clothes or washing his face, and just lay on the bed.

Really, the days when you can't touch the fish are extremely tiring.

"

Uncle Qinggang, Uncle Qinggang!" Listening to the shouts coming from the door, Yang Qinggang covered his head with a pillow.

"Uncle Qinggang, Uncle Qinggang!" The

cute little milk voice outside still kept shouting.

Yang Qinggang had to struggle to get up from the bed and walked to the door with a bitter face.

Standing at the door is the little locust flower of Qin Huairu's family.

Qin Huairu has a family of five, and Yang Qinggang has a slightly better attitude towards this youngest girl, so Qin Huairu usually asks Huaihua to come over to spread the word if there is anything.

Yang Qinggang stretched out his hand and rubbed Xiao Huaihua's neat hair into a mess.

"Ah~" Xiao Huaihua frowned and stared, baring her teeth and breaking free from Yang Qinggang's clutches, looking very aggrieved.

"Uncle Qinggang, I'm here to deliver something to you, why are you still bullying me!" Xiao Huaihua turned around and ran back a few steps after breaking free from the clutches, and said to Yang Qinggang with a puffed out of her little face.

Yang Qinggang confidently used the milk candy method.

"Huaihua, come here, uncle will give you candy. Do you have something to give me, is it a beautiful butterfly, or a colored candy wrapper?"

Yang Qinggang was very unimpressed when he said something to Huaihua, in his opinion, this little girl came empty-handed, eighty percent of her mouth was greedy, come and mix a piece of candy to eat.

Yang Qinggang is also happy to be like this, although he is not married, he has always wanted to have a daughter, so he has little resistance to young children.

Xiao Huaihua saw that Yang Qinggang took out the candy, and no longer saw the puffing appearance before, first said thank you uncle sweetly, and then took the sugar from Yang Qinggang's hand with lightning speed.

"What about the things you gave me?" Yang Qinggang said as he looked at Xiao Huaihua, who was licking sugar with great interest.

I saw Xiao Huaihua, put her hand behind her back, and pulled out a letter from her waist.

It seems that this little girl has already thought about it, and hid the letter to Yang Qinggang to ask for benefits.

"You little clever ghost!" Yang Qinggang took the letter, and reached out to rub Xiao Huaihua's head.

A real double-standard man, looking at the cuteness of other little girls, he is said to be a clever ghost. If Xiaodang came to deliver the letter, and then came to this set, maybe what he thought was that he really deserved to be Qin Huairu's daughter.

Yang Qinggang looked at the letter in his hand fixedly, and on the envelope was a line of juanxiu words, written by Yang Qinggang himself, and stamped with a large postmark.

Yang Qinggang patted Huaihua's head and said, "Go back quickly, Uncle Qinggang doesn't have anything for you."

With that, he took the letter back to the house, muttering something in his mouth, "It's too much, it's not much."

Yang Qinggang had actually guessed who wrote the letter to him, after all, almost all the people he knew were in the capital.

He sat on the bed in a daze for a moment with the envelope in his hand, and finally opened it.

Sure enough, he guessed correctly, it was a letter written to him by Lou Xiao'e.

Beloved Qinggang:

When you read this letter, I should already be on the sea.

I thought that my father had agreed to our affairs, but I didn't expect the separation to come so quickly, only a few days apart, but the sea and the sky were separated.

My father informed me that I was going to Xiangjiang, and I didn't know the deadline for returning.

When I lie on the bed in the cabin, I always think of you, of the courtyard, and of the lawn in Beihai Park.

I don't know if I'll remember it for a lifetime, as I always say, but hopefully.

......

I hope you take care of your health, I hope you find a new love, I hope you forget me, I hope I forget you.

I love your Xiao'e.

The letter is not long, only one page, and the content is not substantial, but Yang Qinggang looked at the tear stains on the paper, and saw that every sentence was his words, and he was completely emo.

Yang Qinggang carefully folded the letter, and put it seriously in the corner of the space.

It's good to be gone, it's good to be gone.

The wind can't blow you, the rain can't catch you.

Yang Qinggang comforted himself, anyway, the Lou family has money and relationships, wouldn't it be more refreshing to go to Xiangjiang.

Although it is chaotic, it is better than wind and rain.

Yang Qinggang sat for a while, rubbing his face vigorously with both hands.

said with a smile: "Finally, no one urges me to get married, I can not only find white lotus, but also yellow chrysanthemum, red plum blossom, and dog tail grass."

Laughing and laughing, his hands covered his face again.

"Whew~" Yang Qinggang exhaled deeply, touched the cabinet a few times in the black light, and took out a two-pot wine bottle.

He staggered outside, he hadn't drunk yet, as if he was already drunk.

Yang Qinggang feels that he is actually a very fragile person, although he often claims that he is a traverser and a protagonist. But in his heart, he still feels that he is just an ordinary person, a drop of water in the great wave of society.

Maybe he can make a small splash in this big wave by relying on advanced information and knowledge, but if he wants to completely turn the tide around, he doesn't have the ability to squeeze himself dry.

Countless bigwigs are being blown away by the wind and rain, and even the people who everyone sends each other for ten miles are constrained by villains and traitors, what can he do.

At this time, most of the people in the courtyard were eating, and there was no one in the courtyard.

Yang Qinggang staggered to the door of the stupid pillar's house, stood at the door and shouted: "Silly pillar, stupid pillar!" Yang Qinggang

kicked the door open.

There was no one in the house, and the stupid pillar hadn't come back yet.

Yang Qinggang turned around and sat on the threshold of Silly Zhu's house, holding a wine bottle and blowing it to his mouth.

This is a 53-degree two-pot head, and the bitter wine hurts in the throat.

Qin Huairu's family was eating well, a table of cornmeal steamed buns, two plates of small pickles, and a plate of fried loofah.

The stick terrier is complaining about the smell of his mother's fried loofah.

"Do you want to eat? If you don't eat, you will vomit me! "Qin Huairu is now completely in control of the power of the family.

Jia Zhang heard her scolding her grandson, and did not defend it anymore.

"Vomit~"

A vomiting sound came.

"Hey~" Qin Huairu put his chopsticks on the table and said to the stick terrier: "That kid is fat, isn't it?" The

stick terrier looked innocent, looked at Qin Huairu and argued: "Mom, it's not me." I can be the kind of unfilial son! I'm a loyal and good general!"

The stick terrier put down the bowl in his hand, ran to his door to take a look, turned his head and said, "It seems to be from Uncle Zhuzi." "