Reborn veteran, lying flat since high school

Tang Yisheng slept soundly.

If it weren't for Fatty Wang Liqiang banging on the door, he probably could have slept until tomorrow.

The fat man didn't come alone; Wang Min was with him.

How did you two know I was coming back?

"Your father's lawyer is my uncle; I know that from him."

This wasn't the first time Wang Min had visited Tang Yisheng's home.

Sitting on a single sofa surrounded by bookshelves, leaning against the semi-enclosed backrest, my legs swing idly, my toes barely touching the floor.

To be honest, Wang Min really liked Tang Yisheng's design for the main room.

There is a sense of fulfillment in being surrounded by a sea of ​​knowledge and a mountain of books.

The fat man couldn't get the only comfortable seat with a backrest in the main room, so he had to settle for a wooden stool pulled out from under the table.

"Is Attorney Wang your uncle? Isn't your uncle the director of the Jiefangqiao Police Station?"

The fat man asked curiously.

Tang Yisheng was brushing his teeth and washing his face in the corner behind the door.

There was no dedicated water pipe connection to convert the house into a bathroom. Firstly, the space was too small, and secondly, in a few years, after Tang Yisheng went to university or graduated, he would convert the small storage room at the back into a bathroom according to his memory.

There's no need to force the water pipes back into this house.

It's actually quite convenient to walk across the yard to the toilet on the other side.

Young people aren't like those old guys in their forties who can pee ten feet in the wind; they can sleep through the night and don't need to worry about getting up in the middle of the night to relieve themselves.

"The man at Jiefang Bridge is my uncle, and the one at the law firm is my fourth uncle from my second aunt's side of the family."

"Is it your second maternal grandmother?"

The fat man continued to ask questions.

He had very few relatives, and was quite curious about Wang Min's family, which had a huge number of members.

"Of course, Grandpa was my brother, we're even within the third degree of kinship."

"So you're saying it's true that Lao Tang is transferring schools next semester?"

Tang Yisheng's rinsing was quite loud, and the fat man finally remembered the important matter.

"I told you so long ago, but you wouldn't believe me."

Wang Min glared fiercely at the fat man, but her appearance was too petite, lacking even a fraction of the imposing presence of the lawyer Wang Da in the workplace twenty years later.

Tang Yisheng had just wiped his nose with a towel when he saw this scene and burst out laughing.

"What are you doing?"

What are you laughing at?

The two of them asked the same question at the same time.

What are you laughing at?

Is this something I can say?

One is fiercely cute, the other is as adorable as a pig.

"I just remembered a joke and couldn't hold it in. But that's not important. What's important is where we're going to have fun?"

"Old Tang, you flew back by yourself, right? Did your uncle give you a lot of money for your trip? You must have had some left over, right?"

"Good heavens, so you two aren't just missing each other after so long, you're here preparing to seize the land and redistribute it to the rich?"

Tang Yisheng's rant.

Treating friends to meals or anything like that doesn't matter; the main theme is the banter and jokes among close friends.

If it's not this lively, how can the atmosphere be created and the emotions be properly conveyed?

"Tell me, what do you two want to do, what do you want to eat? It's all on me today, as a gift for you when you get back from your trip."

Tang Yisheng didn't buy any small gifts.

Firstly, he also needs to buy some clothes for the changing seasons, which he used to dislike or that did not fit his aesthetic sense.

London has many tailor shops, and bespoke tailoring is very efficient.

Tang Yisheng's two well-fitting suits, along with his hand-stitched solid leather shoes, took up half the space in his suitcase.

There are also seasonal clothes, shoes, and socks to change into.

Moreover, there aren't many types of gifts suitable for teenagers when traveling to London.

A large portion of them are "Made in China".

For example, in Yiwu, you can buy exquisite and translucent little bracelets and hair ties wholesale by weight, music boxes that can play several melodies, and crystal ball ornaments that can create a snow scene or make little people kiss them...

How incredibly foolish Tang Yisheng must be to buy something in London and bring it all the way back?

If you really want to buy something, you might as well find some time to visit a night market; the variety might even surpass that of London.

"You went on a trip abroad and didn't even think to bring back a gift for your brother? And I've been thinking about you the whole time..."

"Fatty, speak properly. Are you thinking about me, or about the gift I bought?"

"Hehe, they're all the same, they're all the same."

Wang Min watched with a smile as Tang Yisheng and Wang Liqiang bickered.

She really liked this atmosphere.

These were things that were once unattainable.

It would be even better if Tang Yisheng didn't transfer schools next semester, but alas.

The three made their final decision.

First, rent a pedal boat on Daming Lake and play for a while, then go to the newly built and opened Quancheng Square.

Finally, we went to Chaoshan Street for some skewers.

The plan was very thorough, and the schedule was packed.

In 1999, the year of the 50th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the plan for the square was released, and Tang Yisheng and Fatty's junior high school was gone.

It's a good time to go and remember them.

After playing games, it's a good time to have some skewers and eat more.

Actually, there are many barbecue stalls in the Zhijinshi neighborhood where Fatty lives, but it's easy to run into acquaintances there.

In the fat man's own words, he couldn't enjoy the food, couldn't relax, and wasn't comfortable.

Chaoshan Street and Furong Street are separated by a square. The distance is a bit far, but not so far as to be unacceptable.

The idea is to leave home, go boating on the lake in the north, and then go south for barbecue. It's clearly designed to deplete energy beforehand so that more customers can be taken advantage of at night.

Tang Yisheng didn't care.

He is rich.

They're very rich.

Once the plan was finalized, the three of them immediately got to work.

I turned off the air conditioner and locked the door.

Before he even stepped out of the courtyard, Tang Yisheng saw Zhang Xu.

Tang Yisheng's identity as a landlord was completely exposed due to the appearance of Tang Luyuan.

Fortunately, people's subconscious misunderstanding led them to see Tang Yisheng as a "little landlord," which provided a semblance of separation and served as a buffer among peers.

Zhang Xu nodded reluctantly, forcing a stiff smile as a greeting.

Tang Yisheng figured it out.

This young man seems off; he's clearly not as cheerful as he used to be, and the signs of being prematurely aged are obvious.

She lacks self-confidence and is very sensitive.

What a fragile boy he is.

Tang Yisheng stopped and asked, "Where's your sister?"

"Oh? Oh, her, she's helping out at the shop."

Zhang Xu was stunned for a moment, not expecting that his young landlord would take the initiative to speak up.

"Oh, never mind then. I was thinking of asking her to come along."

Tang Yisheng walked and talked, brushing past Zhang Xu who was walking inside.

These words will surely reach Zhang Lei's ears through Zhang Xu's mouth.

that's enough.

The fat man also overheard the conversation, and immediately felt a surge of sympathy for his childhood friend.

"Old Tang, you just woke up, are you hungry? Want to buy some spicy hot pot to tide you over?"

"No need, I just woke up and I don't have an appetite. Let's play some video games for a bit and then go get some skewers. We can't let our stomachs suffer by eating a bunch of spicy hot pot first."

That's what they said, but Tang Yisheng didn't stop the fat man from insisting on taking the detour through the alley in front of Zhang Liang's ramen shop.

The fat man's little schemes are probably only unknown to Wang Min because she joined later.

Tang Yisheng was certain that Jiang Ruoxi would not be in the store.

Because it wasn't mealtime, Zhang Lei didn't eat anything but helped out at the shop.

Even if Jiang Ruoxi comes, it will be at most half an hour before mealtime.

She'd rather not take advantage of it than accept any more.

In terms of understanding Jiang Ruoxi's personality and character, the fat man couldn't even match half a fingernail of Tang Yisheng.