The reason why we didn’t have dinner with my father was that the squad leader felt more and more that if we and our father and son were dining at the same table, this public-minded home visit would seem to have changed and become an occasion for the exchange of personal feelings.

I had dinner cooked by Su Qiao at home. Before I left for the hotel, I suddenly thought that the ingredients in the refrigerator were about to run out, and I didn’t have time to go to the market. So I took the 500 yuan supermarket shopping card (that’s what I had with me). The squad leader won the prize in the lottery and gave it to Su Qiao, asking her to take some time to go shopping in the supermarket and buy something for the two of them to eat.

Unknowingly, I seemed to really treat Su Qiao as a maid.

At 7:15, the monitor and I met at the bus stop. Regarding how to get to my dad’s hotel by bus, the monitor seemed to know better than me. Since the school allowed mobile phones to be carried, the monitor has downloaded a lot of apps that can save money, basically. With the words "discount", "discount" and "group purchase", there are naturally corresponding applications for how to make better use of the public transportation system.

Nothing worth recording happened on the way. I just pretended to be casual and asked the monitor which high school I wanted to go to in the future. The monitor casually said, "Dongshan No. 3 Middle School is fine."

No. 3 middle school, that's fine.

Monitor, why do you have such a casual tone? That is the best high school in the city. In the last high school entrance examination, only three students from the No. 28 Middle School were admitted to the No. 3 Middle School, and these three top students were ingenious, like Liu Guanzhang. We made a blood alliance (I really drank chicken blood) and vowed to meet in No. 3 Middle School. Finally, my hard work paid off, and I got on the last train to be admitted to No. 3 Middle School with the grades I just touched the line.

Monitor, you wrote in your diary "I hope to go to the same high school." Are you referring to No. 3 Middle School, a place where academic top students are concentrated? With my grades, I can't even get into the exam, let alone drinking chicken blood.

Feeling hopeless about the future, I took the monitor into the hotel dejectedly. I saw some college students leaning on each other and walking through the door. The monitor was a little hesitant, but finally encouraged me to stand upright and stand upright without fear of slanting shadows.

The hotel receptionist, who was a bit neurasthenic, looked at me and then at the monitor. Although both of us were more mature than our peers in temperament, we were still not 18 years old after all.

"We are a regular hotel, and you can only book a room with your ID card." The front desk warned us in a flat tone, hoping that we would get out of the way.

Thinking of Wu Sheng's ID card in my wallet, I almost couldn't help but take it out and said: "A honeymoon suite, thank you." But the delusion can only be delusion. If I really said that, the monitor would have walked away. This is the most face-giving reaction.

So I explained to the front desk that we were here to find someone, and gave my dad's room number.

Dad, who was wearing a suit and leather shoes and even the lenses of his glasses were polished spotlessly, opened the door to greet us, but did not see the class teacher as expected. He was very surprised. He first asked the class teacher to sit down, then pulled me aside and asked:

"Why aren't you, Teacher Yu, here? Isn't this little girl the monitor of your class?"

I tilted my mouth and said, "Teacher Yu is not familiar with you and was afraid that you would beat him up, so the monitor came in his stead. I originally said on the phone that it was the squad monitor and not the head teacher who came. Didn't you hear clearly? "

Dad showed a very aggrieved expression, "Your teacher Yu is too timid. Every time we have a parent-teacher meeting, he doesn't dare to talk to me. I thought he finally got it this time. However, your monitor asked me , what on earth is going on? She looked serious, as if she was very dissatisfied with me."

"It's okay." I said carelessly, "When you were a university professor, didn't you teach many female college students? Now you can't even deal with a female junior high school student."

With my encouragement, my father sat across from the squad leader again. Sitting on two sofa chairs separated by a coffee table, they looked like negotiators from two warring countries.

I sat on the bed next to the door and watched with interest.

It can be seen from the change in the monitor's expression that she feels a little regretful.

In the final analysis, home visits should be the responsibility of teachers. As a student, it is a bit awkward to step in and face the parents of your own classmates.

Especially when I saw my father, who was gentle and gentle. Although he could not be called kind-hearted, he still had a standard good face. While the monitor was surprised, he looked at me quietly, as if he was wondering why our father and son looked so different. of difference.

Hey, monitor, you are not questioning that I am not biological, are you? My father and I have exactly the same blood type, and our height (and damn short legs) are all inherited from my father.

The squad leader secretly pinched her thigh under her skirt to concentrate. In her opinion, no matter how well my father packaged himself, it could not change his irresponsibility and let his son run adult products for him. store facts.

"Hello, I am Shu Sha, the monitor of Class 3, Grade 2, and I am Ye Lin's classmate." The monitor first introduced himself.

"Nice to meet you." Dad looked overly enthusiastic, "I am Xiaolin's father, Ye Yuanfeng. I often hear Xiaolin mention the monitor of their class."

The monitor's face turned red, as if he wanted to ask: "How did he mention me?" But he finally cleared his throat and got to the point, "Then I'll call you Uncle Ye. Uncle Ye, I'd like to ask, you run the business alone. ...Is it difficult to run an adult products store?"

Unexpectedly, the class monitor would suddenly ask about the adult products store. Dad suddenly felt embarrassed and said, "It shouldn't be difficult."

"Then, since it's not difficult, why do you want your son, Ye Lin, who is not yet a minor, to get involved in the business of the adult products store? At the least, it will delay his study, and at the worst, it will It’s not necessary to distort his worldview.”

Ah, monitor, I understand your hard work, but you should have told me these words when I was in elementary school. After so many years of exposure, my worldview has been severely distorted.

Because the squad leader believed that what she was doing was just, her tone couldn't help but become aggressive, and the invisible aura of the Demon of Justice suddenly spread throughout the room, making Dad feel a little shorter in his seat.

"Um, monitor, listen to me..." Dad searched hard to find a reason to defend himself.

"You don't need to call me squad leader, just call me Shusha." The squad leader still sat upright and upright.

I suddenly realized that although my father had been a university professor, it was precisely because he was a university professor that he was not good at dealing with female students. When my father was invigilating the exam, a female student copied the answers on his lap. I lifted up my skirt to take a look at the question, but my father was helpless. More importantly, later on, there were female students chasing my father to have a teacher-student relationship with him. Maybe my father had a psychological shadow on the female students.

"Well, Shusha, I didn't agree with Xiaolin helping to run the online store at first..."

"Then why did you agree to it later?"

"Because sometimes I get drunk and fall asleep all day long. Without Xiaolin's help, I would be delayed in delivering goods to customers..."

The monitor's eyes couldn't help but drift towards the refrigerator. Dad cleverly placed all the empty beer cans on the top of the refrigerator, but he couldn't escape the monitor's eyes.

"Uncle Ye, is it possible that you have a bad habit of drinking?"

Although it was a question, the look in the squad leader's eyes clearly showed determination.

"I don't drink it every day..."

"Please stop drinking."

"Eh."

"Ye Lin is from a single-parent family and has received relatively little care. If you continue to drink alcohol, it will be very detrimental to his growth. You didn't beat him when you were drunk, right?"

At the same time, he cast a questioning look at me, as if he hoped that if my father lied about this, I would be brave enough to point it out.

The squad leader was overly worried about this. My father never hit me whether he was sober or drunk. On the contrary, he was very good at reasoning with me, almost turning me into a philosopher.

"Well... I was unconscious when I was drunk. I shouldn't be able to hit Xiaolin anymore." Dad held his chin and recalled seriously.

Hearing that my father would be so drunk, the monitor was so angry that he trembled.

"Uncle Ye, do you know that drinking without restraint is also very harmful to your own health?"

"After you were drunk, Ye Lin not only had to handle the adult supplies store business for you, which he should not have intervened in, but also worried about your health. You know how at our age, once parents become seriously ill, they treat their children. A blow?"

Like a word that wakes up a dreamer, my father was stunned for a long time, then lowered his head and said, "I was wrong."

"Eh." The class monitor, who was filled with indignation just now, was still not mentally prepared for his father, as a parent, to admit his mistakes to his son's female classmate in front of his son.

"Because I'm such a loser as a dad, I always resort to drinking to relieve my worries, and I have to ask Xiaolin to take care of me. I'm really embarrassed. Although I can't quit drinking all at once, I will try my best to reduce the frequency of drinking. Try not to get drunk, and as soon as I finish compiling this college textbook, I will go home immediately, and I will never let Xiaolin come into contact with the adult products store business again."

"Wait a minute, you said you were compiling university textbooks." The monitor had felt that my father had an intellectual temperament from the beginning. Now she was even more confused. She didn't understand why a university professor would quit his job and go home to embarrass himself. of adult products store.

At this moment, there was suddenly a rapid sound of leather shoes walking in the corridor, and then there was a rapid knocking on the door like an anti-pornography brigade.

"Ye Yuanfeng, please die."

The voice that roared in through the thick door was clearly Aunt Ren's voice.

Dad trembled all over, like a mouse seeing a cat, and almost fell off the chair.

I secretly screamed that something was wrong. Aunt Ren came at the wrong time, and judging by her tone, she was extremely dissatisfied with her father. Could something have happened between the two of them?

No, enough has happened. Aunt Ren came to see her father this time, probably because of... her pregnancy. No matter how much Aunt Ren doesn't want to face reality, she can't compete with the appearance of a pregnancy test stick. "Two bars".

"I'm sorry, I have something urgent to do and I have to go out." Dad straightened his tie and hurried to open the door. "Xiaolin, please help me greet your squad leader. If I come back late, don't wait for me."

He showed an embarrassed smile to the squad leader again: "I'm really sorry, this matter can't be delayed."

Dad opened the door a crack and unconsciously blocked Aunt Ren's sight. Aunt Ren didn't notice anyone else in the room.
Chapter completed!