Chapter 152: A chance encounter with Father Shao (1)
Then, Cui Xianqing smiled slightly, stretched out his white but skeletal palm, and his slender fingers slowly moved closer together, and fisted Wei Sheng.
Wei Sheng watched his clumsy and slightly unfamiliar movements, and suddenly pursed his lips and smiled. He probably wouldn't know that in the previous life, he took the lead when he won the game, and then it became a unique tacit understanding between the two.
Then, Shao Bingran and Li Xingyu took pictures of the gourd and raised their fists to meet Wei Sheng with smiles.
"We will be friends in the future." Wei Sheng shook his fist, then pulled out a handful of bubble gum from his pocket, threw one at each person, and then unpacked the wrapping paper and threw it into his mouth.
A few people looked at the big bubble gum in their hands and couldn't help but smile. Shao Bingran said, "Dare to treat us as friends now?"
Li Xingyu threw the sugar into his mouth happily, "I thought it was your friend long ago. By the way, don't forget the birthday party tonight! Wei Sheng just promised me to come together."
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In the afternoon class, Sun Xiaoli did not go back to school. The classmates who knew the situation said that she had been discharged from the hospital and went home.
The head teacher, Sun Mei, came to the class specially and explained that Wei Sheng went back to write a sub-review, but he did not embarrass Wei Sheng any more in this matter, even his tone of voice was fair.
Obviously, what happened at noon today also changed her attitude towards Wei Sheng to some extent.
All afternoon, Wei Sheng spent the final review nervously and comfortably.
When school was over, she first came to the small shop in front of the school, because the greeting card Li Xingyu gave her, she should think that the other party was reminding her to bring gifts.
Otherwise, why would he give himself a New Year card for his birthday?
There is a small shop in front of the city No. 1 Middle School. The business is most prosperous. The owner has set up a long stall outside the store throughout the year, and it is filled with all kinds of goods.
Various candy bars, snacks, star paper, star pictorials, cartoon stickers, etc.
Because it is approaching the New Year, there are more kinds of greeting cards now.
Thinking that it was the Year of the Tiger and the Year of the Rabbit was about to enter, Wei Sheng chose a greeting card for the Year of the Rabbit as a birthday gift to Li Xingyu.
"Boss! Write me a few words." Wei Sheng shouted in the direction of the boss.
The boss, Gao Mada, was wearing a thick military coat and a big cotton hat. Hearing this, he stretched out his two hands in the cuffs, took out a pen, and said, "What do you write?"
Wei Sheng pondered for a long time, but he had never sent a greeting card to anyone when he grew up, and finally had to say, "Just write a happy birthday to you."
The boss laughed, and even wrote a beautiful lower case in the greeting card with a water-based pen. Wei Sheng slammed the card into his pocket with admiration, stomping on the spot and waiting for Cui Xian and Li Xingyu.
At the same time, she called Liu Jianren, and after learning that he had found the construction team, she called Yuan Chunbo again to confirm his actions tonight.
Until the class bell for evening self-study starts, a few people will walk out of the school's door.
However, Wei Sheng saw that the crowd seemed not small.
In addition to Cui Xian, Shao Bingran, Gao Rui, and Li Xingyu, there were two daughters Tang Yuling and Jiang Wen, and there was another person Wei Sheng didn't expect, who turned out to be Yang Jiajia.
"Wei Sheng! This way!" Because the students were all going back to the evening class, there were not many people in front of the stall. Shao Bingran saw Wei Sheng at a glance.
She walked across the road to a few people and looked at Yang Jiajia in surprise, "Why are you here?"
Yang Jiajia immediately said with joy, "Xing Yu asked me to come, we belong to a club, he has his birthday today."
After she finished speaking, she stared at Wei Sheng, pursing her lips and apologized, "Mainly I heard that you have also come, and want to thank you personally. I heard about it in the office at noon. At that time, I was being told by our head teacher. Called to the hallway to speak, I don’t know it’s like that, otherwise I’ll definitely support you too!"
Wei Sheng smiled and shook his head. Yang Jiajia stepped forward and hugged Wei Sheng's arm and asked in a low voice, "I haven't asked you what happened on the weekend? I participated in the Olympiad yesterday and didn't come to class. I begged Zhang Xi. My brother went, but he came back frowning, and he didn't say anything. Then I called my dad, but he couldn't help."
As he spoke, his face became sorry again.
Wei Sheng naturally doesn't blame her. In fact, her current relationship with Yang Jiajia is limited to meeting Pingshui. At most, she has met twice by talking and speculating. It was true that the police came to arrest her and disturbed her birthday party that day.
And Zhang Xi's brother naturally rushed to the police station to stop it because of her affection. Although it was natural to learn that the situation left, after all, everyone was not relatives.
Hearing that Wei Sheng shook his head, "It's okay, it's all over."
She almost forgot that Yang Jiajia is also a member of Shao Bingran's racing fan club. Wasn't it because she wanted to join Shao Bingran's club that she met Yang Jiajia in her last life?
It turns out that Li Xingyu and Yang Jiajia knew each other, so she said, why did he rush up without hesitation? It turns out that there is still this relationship.
Wancheng Garden.
Wancheng Garden is basically a large apartment with six floors, and the tallest main building group has four ABCD buildings, each with nine floors.
On the roofs of the four buildings, there are four big characters: Wan, City, Flower, and Garden. At night, these four characters will flash, and they can be seen clearly even from far away.
There is a large pool in front of the garden gate. The steps on both sides lead to two entrance gates. There are security handles respectively. Normally, no matter whether the owner is the owner or not, registration is required to enter and exit. Security inspections in the garden are also very strict.
Obviously, the current garden community is not as common as later generations, and most of them can even come and go at will.
For Wei Sheng ten years ago, being able to enter Wancheng Garden was enough to be a topic of eager discussion between her and her companion girlfriends, because most of the students only heard that the garden was surrounded by small bridges, flowing water and rockery, as well as offerings. Children’s entertainment facilities, including trampolines, etc.
This is unthinkable for ordinary students who live in a regular workers' compound or a cottage area.
But now Wei Sheng has seen all kinds of garden houses in more than a decade, and even had his own villa abroad, and he has also seen Wancheng Garden's old and desolate appearance. Naturally, he will not be like Grandma Liu. It's like Grand View Garden.
When Wei Sheng and others arrived, night had fallen. Walking in the park, the colorful lights around the rockery in the garden above were lit up, which was very beautiful.
Gao Rui, who lives in the courtyard of the Municipal Party Committee and recognizes that the living environment is superior, can't help but look around and admire again and again.
Shao Bingran’s house is in Building A, Room 301 on the third floor, while Cui Xian’s family lives in Building D at the back of the park.
He opened the door with the key. Li Xingyu was humming a small tune beside him, holding a video tape in his hand. Seeing that the label on it was ‘Ghost Catcher’, Wei Sheng remembered that she had watched this film before.
But when he didn't want to open the door, he saw a bright room. Shao Bingran's figure stopped and his face was dumbfounded. When he looked at it, his father was actually drinking tea and talking with his friend in the living room.
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