Chapter 135 Shrimp Fishing

The family of three had dinner. Ye Bihuang attentively helped his parents clean up the table and ten thousand yuan, and walked into the room alone.

Ten pieces of letter paper were taken from Liu Feng, which is enough. Under each letter paper is stamped with the non-public seal of Liu Feng Company, which only represents the company and cannot be used for other money transactions.

Ye Bihuang found a particularly good pen, and then wrote it in standard Song style. His newly unlocked writing function can also be achieved through tools.

So the perfect Song body appeared under Ye Bihuang's pen. Except for some trembling and some errors, other places are comparable to the things printed by the printer.

"No! This word is so beautiful. I'd better write it deliberately. Ye Bihuang thought about it and finally decided to write the font a little worse. His parents doubted.

Twenty minutes later, Ye Bihuang wrote all 10 songs to Gongyi on paper, and then signed below.

"Dad, do we have an envelope at home?"

"Yes, I used to save when I was the boss." When Ye Junfeng was the director of the factory, he always said that he was the boss of the factory, and this claim has continued to the present.

"Dad, please help me install and paste it. How about you throw it in the mailbox for me when you go to work?"

" OK, no problem." Ye Junfeng promised his son very well.

"Hurry up and get ready to go! I haven't even put on my shoes until now. Do you still want to work? This is the first day of work. Su Yu scolded Ye Junfeng.

"All right, my wife, I'll just send it quickly." Ye Junfeng took the paper handed over by Ye Bihuang's hand and opened it and looked at it, "Oh, boy, is this a poem you wrote? You still have a poet's mind."

"No, Dad, this is the lyrics."

"I know all day long that I don't do the right job! It's almost the third year of junior high school. Hurry up and study hard. We still have to go to high school and college!" Su Yu passed by the two people, knocked Ye Bihuang's head with the small leather bag in her hand, and said an anger.

Ye Junfeng was not happy at this time and said directly, "Wife, don't hit your son's head. If you can't beat him smartly, I won't be with you..."

The three of them fought for a long time, and the envelope was also glued. When Ye Bihuang wrote the address of Liu Dehua's Jiaji Record Company and Zhang Xueyou's Hong Kong Polaroid Record Company on the envelope cover, Ye Junfeng still scolded Ye Bihuang for not doing his job.

Ye Bihuang had to pay for it with a wry smile.

After some days come out, Dad, you will know how much your son's words are worth. Let's see if you say that I'm not doing my job at that time!

Ye Bihuang thought in his heart, his father's surprised expression after a paragraph, and his mother's expression of joy and shock.

As usual, Ye Bihuang exercises during the day and enters EX Flying Car for exercise at night.

Due to the high-intensity training and hours of flying car training every night, Ye Bihuang's physical quality is getting better and better, and the flying car technology is getting better and better. Not to mention that he can't beat others, at least he won't fall off the lane when he deliberately slows down.

Out of the idea of making it easier for his parents, Ye Bihuang contracted the work of selling vegetables at home.

So he has to go out to shop every morning. Anyway, it's a holiday. He is free and has finished his homework. He only has to exercise his driving skills every day and study the functions of the computer by the way.

That afternoon, Ye Bihuang rushed out of the house with a small basket on his back. He wanted to run to the vegetable market, which was also a kind of exercise.

"Well, isn't this Ye Bihuang! Ye Bihuang! Wait a minute." A girl's voice came from Ye Bihuang's right side. Ye Bihuang ran very fast and couldn't brake. She ran six or seven meters before stopping.

Ye Bihuang turned his head and smiled: "It turned out to be Lan Muxi. Why did you come out if you didn't stay at home, hehe."

Lan Muxi looked at him an anguedly and said, "What's wrong? I can only stay at home every day and don't allow me to go out. I want to go out for a walk. The scenery outside is so beautiful... The sun is so bright."

"Well, okay, I also like the sunshine in the morning. How about it? Shall we go?"

"Well, anyway, I just come out to crush the road, and I don't have a purpose." Lan Muxi readily agreed.

"How are you doing at home these days?"

"What else can I do? Watch TV, eat, and sleep with dolls every day.

"Oh! Then your doll is really happy. I really want to become a doll.

"You! Ask for a fight." Lan Muxi pouted, stopped in place, and looked at Ye Bihuang. Ye Bihuang smiled and said, "If you want to stop there, just stop there. I'm going first."

Seeing that Ye Bihuang really walked more than 50 meters, he couldn't catch up if he didn't chase him. Lan Muxi hurriedly changed his smiling expression and ran to Ye Bihuang's side: "Hee hee hee, Ye Bihuang, why don't you really know how to pity Xiangxiyu? You don't know how to coax me?"

Ye Bihuang waved his hands and said helplessly, "I can't help it. Look at what I have in my hand. My family depends on me. I have to buy vegetables and go home quickly. I don't have time to grind on the street." As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Bihuang suddenly turned around, twisted his buttocks towards Lan Muxi, and then turned his head to make a grimace and ran forward.

"Good, you Ye Bihuang! I'm not a shabu-shabu!" Lan Muxi raised his little fist and chased after him.

The two laughed and left for a long time.

"Ye Bihuang, how's your homework going? The final exam results haven't come out yet. What do you think?

"Hehe, it's good. I'm very confident in myself. How about it? Shall we get into the provincial key No. 1 Middle School together?

"All right, no problem. Then you have to work hard. You can't do it with your current grades.

"Ha ha, please wait and see. In fact, I used to be too lazy to fight. Now that I want to fight, no one dares to fight with me." When Ye Bihuang said this, he was quite confident and had a feeling of staring at the world.

"I want to go out in a couple of days? Do you want to go with me?

" OK, do you have any destination? Or what are you doing?"

"Let's go fishing for shrimp together. I want to fish for shrimp..."

"Shrimp fishing, good activity, let's do it together."

The last few days of the holiday.

"Hey. Is it Lan Muxi's house?

"Who are you looking for?" A female voice came from the other side of the microphone.

"I'm Ye Bihuang, Lan Muxi's classmate. I have something to do with Lan Muxi."

"Oh, wait a minute. I'll call her over."

Ye Bihuang is very confused. At this time, parents still attach great importance to the problems of children's men and women. Why is this family different? Many parents must have a bad tone when they hear that it is a boy looking for their daughter.

"Hello? Is it Bihuang?

"Ye-huh, it's me. Didn't we agree to come out to play today? Why is there no movement over there?" Ye Bihuang asked with a smile.

Lan Muxi hesitated for a moment and said, "Bihuang, I didn't expect my sister to come back today, otherwise I and my sister will go with you. How about it?"

"Well, okay, no problem." It seems that it was Lan Muxi's sister who answered the phone just now. No wonder there is no radical language. Then where shall we meet?"

"See you at the intersection of Binhe Dicheng in the middle of Fisherman's Road for half an hour." Fisherman's Road is also a relatively famous street in Puhai City. Although it is located in a remote area, there is a beautiful legend that there was an old man who fisherman was always willing to help others. He was finally buried on the street of Fisherman's Road. Gradually, a street was formed here. It's called Fisherman's Road.

As for Binhe Emperor City, it is a recently developed commercial community.

"Okay, no problem." Ye Bihuang hung up the phone. He held a small amount of chicken in his hand, which was prepared for falling. There was no need for anything else. You can find ready-made tools by the river.