Chapter 3 It's not your fault that there is no culture

Meng Zhe was shocked. He looked up and saw a fat teenager in a gray suit on the river embankment. Meng Zhe felt that he seemed to know the fat boy himself, but he couldn't remember his name.

Seeing Meng Zhe look up, the fat teenager immediately showed a mixture of resentment and jealousy.

"Li Xuefu, what are you talking about? Also, don't call me Yaoyao!" Jiang Xiyao was also shocked. After seeing that it was Li Xuefu, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but then she blushed again.

Although Li Xuefu didn't finish his words just now, Jiang Xiyao, who has been in love, can't understand what Li Xuefu didn't finish what he said.

Li Xuefu?

Meng Zhe narrowed his eyes, and he finally remembered.

I remember that when I was in junior high school, because Meng Zhe and Jiang Weiyu were at the same table and had a good relationship, Li Xuefu had a lot of conflicts with him, and Jiang Weiwei vaguely mentioned that the first person to find Jiang Xiyao committing suicide in the water was Li Xuefu.

Now it seems that Li Xuefu obviously likes Xi Yao, otherwise he would not have appeared at this time.

No, wait! Maybe the death of my sister-in-law... has something to do with this Li Xuefu?

At the thought of this, Meng Zhe looked at Li Xuefu's eyes and suddenly became unkind - if it hadn't been for the death of his sister-in-law Xi Yao, his beloved wife might not have died prematurely at all!

The change in Meng Zhe's eyes also attracted Li Xuefu's attention, and his face also became completely gloomy - OK! Sure enough! This poor kid, who can't even wear a suit, really wants to seduce my Yaoyao! I want to fall in love with my Yaoyao!

Li Xuefu spent a high price of five yuan to find out the news that Jiang Xiyao ran to the river bank and cried secretly because she was angry with her sister from Zhao Dong, who lived next to Jiang Xiyao's house.

Originally, Li Xuefu thought that he was definitely the first person to comfort Jiang Xiyao. After such good intentions, Jiang Xiyao would definitely have a good impression on him, and then he would think that Jiang Xiyao would become his girlfriend as he acted in those Hong Kong and Taiwan videos...

But when Li Xuefu threw his fat all over his body and panted all the way along the river embankment, what he saw was not Jiang Xiyao crying alone, but a child from a poor family who was talking to Jiang Xiyao first.

What Li Xuefu couldn't stand most was that Jiang Xiyao was actually laughing! Smiling happily at the children of the poor family!

Yaoyao has never laughed at herself!

How dare this poor child now show his own hateful eyes? Didn't he inquire about my Li Xuefu's family? Who else is rich in the whole Wufeng County?

"Poor! Do you know who my father is? Li Xuefu looked down at Meng Zhe contemptuously. He answered by himself before Meng Zhe could speak: "My father is Li Gang!" Li Gang, a famous 10,000-yuan household!"

Poor, you can't even wear a suit. Why do you want to compete with me?

Li Xuefu unconsciously touched the armband on the right wrist of the suit, and was complady: This is the Zhiwei suit in the TV! It was his father who asked the talent to buy it from the provincial capital!

Li Xuefu's father is also called Li Gang?

Since your father's name is Li Gang, why should I not **** you? How can I be sorry for the identity of the rebirth?

"Li Xuefu, do you want to know a common sense about suits? It's easy to lose face if you don't know this common sense. Meng Zhe squinted and smiled unkindly.

After all, Li Xuefu was also an eleven-two-year-old child. He was easily aroused by Meng Zhe's curiosity and looked at the suit he was wearing suspiciously. After finding that there was nothing strange, Li Xuefu quickly asked, "What common sense?"

Although Jiang Xiyao, standing beside Meng Zhe, did not speak, she was also curious about the common sense in Meng Zhe's mouth. She quickly scanned Li Xuefu - is there anything wrong with the suit?

"A little common sense." Meng Zhe stretched out his finger and pointed to the armband on Li Xuefu's sleeves, and then continued leisurely, "After buying a suit, you should first cut off the armband. This is the most basic etiquette for wearing a suit. Only upstarts and people with no background will fool around the street in a suit without even cutting the armband.

"Yes, that's right!" Jiang Xiyao nodded repeatedly with great cooperation, and her eyes scanned Li Xuefu's right sleeve intentionally or unintentionally.

Under Jiang Xiyao's sight, Li Xuefu's fat face was red and mature. He wanted to hide his right arm with a sleeve behind him, but suddenly he realized that he found the flaw in Meng Zhe's words: "Poor ghost, you talk nonsense! There is no need to cut this sleeve label at all. I've noticed that my father doesn't wear suits in the county. He doesn't cut the sleeve label!"

In this regard, Meng Zhe has already had a countermeasure. He shook his hand at Li Xuefu with disdain, and then said, "Go, I know you have DV in your house... Well, video recorder. Go back and find a few films with Hong Kong, Taiwan or foreign countries for tutoring, and you will understand whether to cut it or not."

Li Xuefu thought about it carefully and seemed to be really like what Meng Zhe said, so he hesitated and didn't dare to stand up again.

Meng Zhe didn't want to let Li Xuefu go. He patted the dust on his buttocks and looked up and said something that made Li Xuefu spit blood three times: "Oh, it's not your fault for being uneducated, but it's your fault to be ashamed."

Puff...

Jiang Xiyao didn't hold her back. She covered her mouth and laughed again. She suddenly felt that Meng Zhe, a hooligan and a big liar, seemed to be not so hateful.

"You, you scold me?!" Li Xuefu was so angry that he was considering whether to jump off the river embankment and fight with Meng Zhe when he suddenly made a sound of 'B-BB-' around his waist.

This BB voice made Li Xuefu immediately give up the idea of fighting with Meng Zhe. He proudly stretched out his hand to open the hem of his suit and skillfully removed a black pimple from the belt.

"Poor ghost, haven't you seen it? This is called BB machine, Motorola's Hanxian BB machine!" Li Xuefu waved the black pimples in his hand at Meng Zhe, and then looked at the above information. After reading it, Li Xuefu turned pale, because Han Xian's BB machine sent such a message: "Son of a bitch, you can go home within 15 minutes, or I will peel your skin!"

After reading the message, Li Xuefu looked at Jiang Xiyao and Meng Zhe hesitantly. After swaying for a while between fighting for jealousy and going home, he finally succumbed to the order to go home for a limited time.

"Poor, don't let me see you with Yaoyao again, let me see again... I'll find someone to beat you to death!" After leaving a cruel word, Li Xuefu left in embarrassment.

Meng Zhe shook his head repeatedly - how many impression points will be deducted if he is so tasteless in front of the girl?

"Meng Zhe, do you really have to cut off the armband when you wear a suit?"

Around him, Jiang Xiyao's slightly doubtful voice came out again.

"It's almost the same, because those dignitaries and celebrities have cut it, so everyone feels that it should be cut. Whoever doesn't cut it has no common sense and no education. When the politicians and celebrities have a collective convulsion, they will suddenly wear a suit that does not cut the sleeve label, and maybe it will become the person who cuts the suit sleeve label, and whoever has no common sense and no education. Speaking of this, Meng Zhe paused, turned his head and looked at Jiang Xiyao and continued, "Look at you, your face is covered with sweat. I'll take you home."

Jiang Xiyao wanted to refuse Meng Zhe, but she said, "Okay."

It seemed that she couldn't believe that she had said such bold words. After agreeing, Jiang Xiyao opened her mouth and lowered her head quickly.

A river breeze blew, brushing Jiang Xiyao's long temples. The black hair brushed the delicate but straight bridge of the nose, covering the star eyes that were slightly red because of crying, and finally stuck to the slightly fragrant sweaty and bright red cheeks.

Looking at the beautiful Loli version of her sister-in-law, Meng Zhe couldn't help thinking of Xu Zhimo and the song "Shayanara": the most important thing is the gentleness of bowing her head, like the shyness of the cool breeze...

Feeling Meng Zhe's gaze, Jiang Xiyao's little head hung lower and lower.

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