Chapter 133 Get Out

Hearing Uncle Fu's comments on him, Ye Hetu smiled faintly and said no. Uncle Fu could judge that he was Ye Zhengling's son based on his appearance, but he didn't know that there was a huge gap between Ye Hetu and Ye Zhengling. There was little contact between a father and son in the past 20 years. The most familiar stranger in the book is also this. Ye Hetu, with a dripping facial expression, looked at the road and smiled, "It's time to go back after coming out for so long."

"Well, I talked to you today, which is much easier than before." Uncle Fu smiled and sighed that since he became an ordinary person, he had never had any contact with his former friends. Although he knew that some friends who could make friends could help him at a critical moment, he did not choose that path.

The two of them walked back slowly. In fact, they were not far from the hot pot restaurant. When talking, both of them couldn't help slowing down.

Life is short, and it is also a good choice to slow down the scenery along the way. Otherwise, when I arrived at the end of the old age, I found that I was only busy running around, but I ignored the most beautiful scenery.

"It's not good!"

Uncle Fu, who was walking beside Ye Hetu, patted his head and suddenly lost his voice.

"What's the matter?"

Ye Hetu was stunned by Uncle Fu's behavior and quickly asked.

"There is still black chicken and white bone soup stewed in the pot. I just put it on it when I came out. I forgot to remind Xiao Yang that it may be fried now!"

Uncle Fu said anxiously that no place is consistent with the dragon and tiger spirit in the name. It looks no different from ordinary people. It is normal joys and sorrows.

I couldn't help sweating. Ye Hetu was a little speechless. There are a lot of things on Uncle Fu's body that have been consumed by the years. At least now I can't see that he was half of his brilliance. He was loyal and honest. What I remember is not what other enemies have not solved, but whether the soup in the pot has been fried.

"Uncle Fu, do you like black chicken and white bone soup?"

Ye Hetu, who felt funny, asked. Looking at Uncle Fu's anxious mood, he could understand the importance of black chicken and white bone soup in Uncle Fu's heart.

Uncle Fu turned his head and said, "Why do I drink that? At least uncle is a man. He doesn't need to drink it to nourish his body."

"What's that?"

Ye Hetu asked.

"Your aunt is not in good health. I have been telling her not to come to the store to help these days. In the past, I couldn't help her. Every time we had to be busy, I didn't care, but your aunt couldn't. She had a serious illness when she gave birth to a child before and couldn't overwork. The black chicken and white bone soup in the pot was for her. I'm going to bring it back to her after finishing the things in the store.

Uncle Fu slowly explained that if it hadn't been for the fact that his wife couldn't work, he wouldn't have asked two waiters to come to the store for help. Now there is still something wrong with her health. Women are used to protect, but they don't suffer with themselves.

"Does your aunt know?"

Ye Hetu, who asked with a voice, was concerned. Unexpectedly, Uncle Fu, who looked honest, still had such a careful side. The woman he loves must be very happy.

"She doesn't know anything. If she knew that I had spent a lot of money to buy a black chicken, she wouldn't divorce me." Uncle Fu laughed and was a little proud. He didn't realize the strange eyes of Ye Hetu next to him.

"It seems that you have really found your own life."

Some sighing Ye Hetu said that ordinary people have the lives of ordinary people, and some ordinary things can also find extraordinary emotions. Uncle Fu has found his life, so what about himself? Ye Hetu put away that casually and no longer thought about this problem.

Ask the canal how to be as clear as Xu, for the source of living water.

"Stop talking nonsense and follow me back to the store!"

Uncle Fu urged and immediately ran to the store. Ye Hetu followed closely and arrived at the door of the hot pot restaurant for a moment. Uncle Fu entered the door and walked to the kitchen. Ye Hetu stood outside the door and had not yet entered. Looking around, he did not find anything abnormal. Only then did he enter the door. He Changfeng and others questioned Xue Zhi's situation. They wanted to find out the origin of Xue Zhi, who had just been in the limelight in front of them. Although Xue Zhi was He Changfeng who brought the store at the instruction of Ye He Hetu, He Changfeng did not know the details of Xue Zhi.

Xue Zhi, who hesitated, was really "difficult to be affectionate", so he had to introduce himself as a local dil. Because he admired the charm of the master's personality, he came to the master's men to do things. Everyone should take more care of him and so on. He Yiyu didn't say much to Jiuzhi. Lin Yi talked a lot with He Changfeng and asked a lot, including a few people in the family. A younger brother, sister, brother and sister all asked, but they didn't greet Xue Zhi's ancestors for 18 generations.

Ye Hetu walked into the store. He Yiyu stood up first, and then He Changfeng stood up together and shouted respectfully to Ye Hetu, "Master." Ye Hetu nodded and didn't say anything. He sat on the stool. He Changfeng hurriedly pulled out a cigarette and sent it on, while Xue Zhi was a dog's leg to help Ye Hetu light a cigarette. Lin Yi, a senior smoker, stood calmly in the same place. Only in front of his master would he restrain the decadence when he did not smoke.

"There will be another group of people here later. Get ready."

Ye Hetu, who was smoking, said lightly to several people beside him. Several people nodded at the same time, not to mention a group of people, even a batch of animals was no problem.

"What are you looking at? Come out."

He Changfeng suddenly turned around, stared at the corner of the kitchen and shouted. After a while, a man came out. It was the hesitant Fu Xingbo. Ye Hetu took a look and said to Xingbo, "Come here."

Uncle Fu was busy in the kitchen. He probably didn't hear the noise outside. He hesitated for a while. Fu Xingbo still decided to come to Ye Hetu. Ye Hetu waved his hand and let everyone around him disperse. He wanted to talk to Fu Xingbo alone.

"Fu Xingbo, right?"

Knowing Fu Xingbo's name, Ye Hetu, who smoked a cigarette and didn't pay attention to Fu Xingbo, still asked.

"Yes."

Fu Xingbo agreed that he didn't know how to call Ye Hetu in front of him, and followed his father to call Xiaoye? Impossible. Is it Brother Ye? He couldn't save face before, but now he is afraid that Ye Hetu will not accept him. He can't see with his own eyes that Peng Qiang, who dominates Ye Hetu in No. 5 Middle School, can't do this. He also called him backstage, that is, a middle-aged man who later arrived at the hotel, with a bodyguard with a tiger's back and a bear's waist behind him. What should he be? The key is that after the middle-aged man with a bodyguard saw Ye Hetu, he took Peng Qiang away with only a few words with a smile on his face. Fu Xingbo suddenly found that the real big man was actually Ye Hetu, who was a waiter in his store at the beginning. But in any case, Fu Xingbo can't figure out why Ye Hetu is willing to run to his store to be a waiter. According to reason, he has a prominent identity. He doesn't pretend to other places, but runs to a small shop as a waiter, unless his brain is burned.

Fu Xingbo doesn't understand Ye Hetu, nor does he necessarily know his father.

"Are you in the third year of high school this year?"

"Yes."

"How are your grades?"

"It's okay."

"Is there any hope for Tsinghua University and Peking University?"

"There should be a little."

The puzzled Fu Xingbo doesn't know why Ye Hetu asked him like this, but Tsinghua University and Peking University have always been his goal. Now his grades are not bad. The average score of major subjects is more than 130 points. There are no shortcomings in Chinese and mathematics. The only uncertain factor is English. If English can break through 144 points in one fell swoop, then I hope that Tsinghua University and Peking University will expand a little. In the college entrance examination, a difference of one point can make famous schools miss you. The comprehensive science and universities have been stable at more than 28 points. Fu Xingbo's grades are also excellent students in the city five, but the way to get students from Tsinghua University and Peking University is to select more excellent children from the proud sons of heaven, so If there is not enough excellence, I dare not guarantee that I can go to Tsinghua University or Peking University. Unless there is someone above who can rely on the relationship to get the three recommended places strictly reviewed above, the rest of the methods will not work for Fu Xingbo at all. As soon as Peng Qiang left, his hope was in the air.

Looking up at Fu Xingbo, Ye He said with deep meaning, "If you can be admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University, try to get into it. It's good for you or your father."

Fu Xingbo, who did not understand the deeper meaning of Ye Hetu's words, still chose to nod. He had no reason not to accept Ye Hetu's words. He could understand him or his father.

"Some people, it's better to keep a distance. Don't let people take advantage of it and don't know."

Ye Hetu, who was aware of the abnormal situation, still had a tone that was not salty. Fu Xing listened carefully to what Ye Hetu, who was rising in his heart, said his words. Every sentence was very reasonable. And he kept nodding and saw the mystery of Ye Hetu. Several young people who looked mysterious behind him made Fu Xingbo have to raise a strong curiosity.

Outside the door of the store, there was an emergency brake sound again. With a rhythmic pace, a group of people walked out of the store. In front of him was a middle-aged man with a big belly. His upper body was wearing a blue police uniform, his lower body was a pair of black fat trousers, and his leather shoes were polished.

" Director Du, it should be this store."

A policeman-like young man behind him went to the middle-aged man and bowed down and said, He Changfeng and his party did not move. Before the master spoke, none of them would take action. Fu Xingbo also noticed that the people who came in, the police costumes, should be from the police station. When he heard that someone was calling the fat director Du, then the identity of the fat man was obvious. It was Du Tao's father who had been trampled on by Xue Zhi before. Unexpectedly, he found here so quickly. Fu Xingbo couldn't help looking at the sitting chair. Ye Hetu on the son, the latter did not seem to find out that he was surrounded by the police, but slowly popped off the cigarette butt in his hand, shot it into the garbage can in the store accurately, and then turned his head and said lightly to He Changfeng and others standing around under the close gaze of Fu Xingbo: "Let them all get out of here."