You're my wife, don't doubt it!

“You don’t have a basic understanding of how our first generation of entrepreneurs got started,” Yu Luying said. “There were basically no great entrepreneurs who only graduated from junior high school.”

“Oh right, Shen Jie said her father got his university degree later on,” Xiao Yao said.

“She is a master’s student; you can find that online,” Yu Luying told Xiao Yao.

"You even went to study Shen Hongsheng specifically?" Xiao Yao was taken aback.

"Hmm." Yu Luying said casually, "Early entrepreneurs, generally speaking, came from a few backgrounds, such as children of factory workers, those involved in school-run enterprises, or those who jumped into business when the opportunity arose..."

"So you're not a bookworm after all?" Xiao Yao sat a little closer to Yu Luying, reached out and pulled her into his arms, then playfully pinched her nose.

"You've forgotten, my grandfather was a businessman too—compared to the nouveau riche like the Shen family, we are a truly prestigious family." Yu Luying struggled, "Let go! Don't you even know where we are? You can't even control yourself here?"

"Written as a member of a prestigious family, read as a remnant of the old society," Xiao Yao thought sarcastically.

“It was just a hug,” Xiao Yao said. “Otherwise, it wouldn’t feel like a date—we’re a legitimate couple, and a hug doesn’t violate any religious rules.”

“What rules are we following?” Yu Luying retorted.

“Look at the saints of the Old Testament, which one of them didn’t have several wives?” Xiao Yao laughed.

“Then you should travel back to the Old Testament era,” Yu Luying said. “Go home and look behind the mirror to see if you can find a dial for selecting the era.”

"A good plan," Xiao Yao said.

Yu Luying leaned against Xiao Yao's chest and got down to business: "Factory kids, school-run enterprises, bureaucrats who went into business, and a very small minority, like Nian Guangba—which one is your father-in-law?"

“My father-in-law…” Xiao Yao said.

"When did Huaxia Real Estate start? It was after the tax-sharing reform, when local urban investment companies were established, and some people started to go into business. That's how it started. Real estate is an industry that requires frequent communication with government departments..." Yu Luying explained in detail.

"Oh, I see!" Xiao Yao pretended to understand, feigning sudden realization.

“Your Shen Hongsheng was originally just a section chief. He started his business in real estate. How could someone as good at socializing as him not understand the importance of a good school?” Yu Luying said.

“Why do you know so much about this—it’s probably because of that era,” Xiao Yao said. “I think I heard Shen Jie mention that her father was sent to the countryside during the Cultural Revolution…”

“Maybe they’re the first batch of students since the college entrance exam was reinstated in 82…” Yu Luying said thoughtfully, “In short, what Shen Jie said about taking the college entrance exam being the only way out is petty-bourgeois behavior, pure nonsense… nonsense… utter rubbish.”

“Oh, right,” Xiao Yao said.

“The idea that going to university is the only way out is indeed the idea of ​​the lower class and the petty bourgeoisie, but for the wealthy, university is also very important,” Yu Luying told Xiao Yao. “In fact, it may be more important than seeking a good way out.”

“Oh, right,” Xiao Yao said.

“I’ve known Shen Jie for a short time, but we know each other quite well,” Yu Luying said. “Actually, I don’t believe she’s such a naive and shallow person.”

“So you mean…” Xiao Yao asked.

"Maybe he's just putting on a brave face in front of you, being stubborn," Yu Luying said.

“I’ve always thought so too…” Xiao Yao said eagerly.

“She probably just doesn’t want to cause you any more trouble. She thinks that even if she could manage to get a fake identity or a temporary place to study, the cost-effectiveness would be too low,” Yu Luying guessed. “Of course, I’m just guessing. You can take it or leave it—she might think that even if she studies temporarily, it won’t solve the college entrance exam problem.”

“This is a problem,” Xiao Yao admitted. “If she reconciles with her father later, then our current efforts to arrange her to study elsewhere will be pointless. But if she really breaks ties with her father, it will still be a problem two years from now.”

"The IB I mentioned, would you like to learn more about it?" Yu Luying said this in the manner of a teacher selling courses.

"I'll look into it," Xiao Yao said.

"Can we read poetry now?" Yu Luying asked.

“Read it,” Xiao Yao said.

Yu Luying took out the latest issue of "Poetry Journal," which she had prepared long ago.

The two sat in the basement room until five or six o'clock, when Yu Bo came down to call them for dinner.

"Are you going to the orphanage activity tomorrow?" Yu Bo picked up a piece of celery and shredded pork with his chopsticks and put it on his rice while eating.

"Sure, let's go!" Xiao Yao said. "The nun's ribs smell amazing!"

The old nun chuckled and said, "Eat as much as you like—would you like more food?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I can do it myself, I can do it myself!" Xiao Yao shouted.

While the nun got up to serve the rice, Xiao Yao leaned closer to Yu Bo and asked in a low voice, "Brother Bo, do you know how to forge an identity?"

“I know,” Yu Bo replied without hesitation. “There’s one on the telephone pole outside the church. They’ll issue the certificate for 13800138000. Just call and ask.”

"Can that be reliable?" Xiao Yao asked, scratching his head.

Yu Bo realized Xiao Yao was serious, and slammed the bowl on the table: "What are you trying to do?"

--split line--

Under the cover of darkness, Xiao Yao reluctantly bid farewell to Yu Luying and Yu Bo, took two buses, and returned to Shen Jie's temporary residence.

Every day is like this... It seems like I haven't finished my summer homework yet?

Forget it, I'll write it when I get back from summer camp. If that doesn't work, I'll just copy Yu Luying's. Maybe I can even ask Shen Jie to help me copy it, since she doesn't have to hand in any homework anyway.

I spent an afternoon alone with Yu Luying. It seemed that apart from discussing Shen Jie's affairs, reading poetry, and chatting, we didn't do anything else. Physical contact was limited to holding hands, leaning on each other, touching lips, and before leaving, I couldn't help but touch her ankle through her sock. That was all.

However, my heart was filled with sweetness, joy, and peace.

It's absolutely satisfying.

Not bad, not bad, this is exactly the feeling of campus romance depicted in "Youth Literature" magazine.

Xiao Yao thought to himself with a sense of satisfaction, "It highlights my innocence."

"Orphanage? Tomorrow?" Shen Jie shook her head and said, "No, no, you go by yourself."

"Come on, come on, let's go together." Xiao Yao shook the girl's arm.

"No, no, you two go ahead, it's so hot." Shen Jie remained unmoved.

"I heard it's going to rain tomorrow, so it won't be too hot," Xiao Yao said.

"I don't want to go even more if it rains," Shen Jie said expressionlessly.

Xiao Yao reported to Shen Jie the results of his discussion with Yu Luying that afternoon, concerning the issue of temporary enrollment and false identities.

To his surprise, Shen Jie showed neither surprise nor objection: "Okay, if you can get it done, then do it."

"I thought you would object?" Xiao Yao asked curiously.

“What’s the use of objecting? You’re my father now,” Shen Jie said. “But you’re not allowed to interfere with my restaurant investment plans.”

Xiao Yao exclaimed happily, "Okay—call me Dad!"

"Wang Baba".

"Meow, Mommy!"

Xiao Yao embraced Shen Jie, and the two of them fell onto the cramped steel spring bed.

"Brother Bo really agreed to help me get an identity?" Shen Jie hugged Xiao Yao and flipped him over, so she was straddling him.

“He didn’t say it explicitly,” Xiao Yao said, “he just asked me for a name.”

"Name, what name?" Shen Jie asked.

"I thought about it for a long time and came up with the name 'Xu Qingwei' for you. What do you think? Does it sound good?" Xiao Yao said proudly.

"It sounds awful!" Xu Qingwei said angrily, "Why didn't you discuss this with me first?"

That evening, Xiao Yao took Xu Qingwei to "Free Man Internet Cafe" to level up. They were having a great time when a red rainstorm warning popped up in the lower right corner of the screen. Xiao Yao also received a message from Yu Luying saying that the activity at the orphanage the next day was postponed.

"Is the summer camp meeting time and location the same as usual the day after tomorrow?" Xiao Yao replied to the message.

"This remains unchanged."

When the two arrived at the internet cafe around 3 p.m., they found that the rain outside had turned the water white, and the water was knee-deep and waist-deep.

Xiao Yao even saw a young man swimming in the street, which amazed him.

Xu Qingwei refused to perform synchronized swimming for Xiao Yao on the street, so the two went back to the internet cafe and leveled up until dawn.

The rain had stopped, but the streets were still a vast expanse of water.

Xiao Yao rolled up his trouser legs, walked up to his wife, and squatted down with his back to her.

"What are you doing?" the girl asked, startled.

"Come on up, what do you want?" Xiao Yao pointed to his back.

Chapter 280 Let's Go! Seaside Summer Camp!

2023-07-30

2004年8月4日早上8点30分，肖尧和沈婕准时在圣方济各中学的门口踏上了前往东启夏令营的大巴。

There were two buses in total. They took the first one. Xiao Yao sat in the front row on the right, next to Yu Luying, while Shen Jie, who had registered under the name "Xu Qingwei," sat in the back row on the left.

Ribbonfish sat behind Xiao Yao, chattering excitedly like a hyperactive child, unable to stop.

"Where's your Yan Xiao? Wasn't she supposed to come?" Xiao Yao asked Daiyu as the bus started moving.

“Oh, she said she doesn’t have time to attend such a long summer camp,” Ribbonfish said happily, “but she will make time to come and keep me company for two days.”

"Only two days?" Xiao Yao clicked his tongue and shook his head, his implication clear: he felt that Yan Xiao was treating Daiyu badly.

“Young man, you just don’t understand.” Daiyu took off his yellow-rimmed glasses and wiped them on the hem of his T-shirt. “She wants to come, but I won’t let her. A few days is enough, no more, no less.”