Chapter 5

The street is still that street, the building is still that building, and even the broken street lamp hasn't changed. Chen Hansheng stood at his door. He wanted to knock gently, but as soon as he raised his hand, it was a "Dong Dong" sound. He couldn't help shouting, "Mom, I'm back."

"Creak".

The wooden door inside was opened first. A middle-aged woman in her forties appeared in Chen Hansheng's sight. As she opened the door, she scolded impolitely: "what's the noise? The whole building heard your voice. When you are such an adult, you don't take a key when you go out."

"It's still a familiar formula and a familiar taste." Chen Hansheng thought.

The environment has a memory function. For example, on the night of thunder, the personnel on duty of the Forbidden City often see the maids walking on the painted red wall. It is said that this is because the magnetic field memorizes the previous pictures and stores them on the wall in the past.

Chen Hansheng's original state of mind was still a little uneasy, but his mother Liang Meijuan's opening, "Shu" suddenly pulled him back to his memory 17 years ago, and there was little change in his relationship mode.

Facing his mother's eyes, Chen Hansheng didn't feel much. Instead, he felt that the living room was too stuffy. He turned over the sofa to find the remote control: "it's so hot that he doesn't know to turn on the air conditioner. Where's my father?"

Liang Meijuan took out the ice watermelon from the refrigerator and said, "as soon as you come back, you know to turn on the air conditioner. Your father hasn't finished work yet."

Seeing the ice watermelon, Chen Hansheng smiled, "my mother still loves me."

"There's only one mouth left."

Liang Meijuan looked at her lively son. In fact, she was very satisfied, but her tone still pretended to be very strict: "what about the admission notice?"

Chen Hansheng casually threw the envelope containing the admission notice on the dinner table: "here."

"Dying!"

Liang Meijuan quickly picked it up and confirmed that there was no watermelon juice on the envelope. She hit Chen Hansheng with a spatula: "little rabbit, do you want to go to college?"

Liang Meijuan carefully took out the admission notice and looked at the sentence "I hereby admit Chen Hansheng to study in 'Public Management Major' on the red cover. Please report to our school on September 1, 2002 with this notice".

Although domestic universities began to expand enrollment in 1999, the current influence is not so far-reaching, and the value and reputation of college students can be maintained for a while.

In particular, Liang Meijuan's parents and nephews did not enter the University. Although their son was not very obedient, he still cheered himself up in his study.

Although it's only two, you can take the postgraduate entrance examination in the future.

Liang Meijuan was thinking that Chen Hansheng gobbled up half of the watermelon, patted his belly and went to the bathroom to take a shower. Liang Meijuan responded: "let the water burn for 10 minutes first, or catch a cold."

Now the home is still a solar water heater. He has to burn it for a while before taking a bath. Chen Hansheng didn't listen. He picked up his clothes and went in: "it's comfortable to take a cold bath on such a hot day."

"Smelly boy!"

Liang Meijuan couldn't help but be persuaded by Chen Hansheng. She turned her head and looked at the admission notice. Suddenly, she felt a sense of relief.

Supporting a child until college actually requires a lot of effort, both financially and spiritually.

"In four more years, Lao Chen and I can relax, and then help bring our grandchildren. We don't want anything else in our life."

This is the small day that Liang Meijuan, a middle-aged woman in Hong Kong City, is looking forward to.

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Chen Hansheng took a cold shower, and then stared at himself in the mirror. He was young, healthy, energetic and covered his eyes. That was an 18-year-old face.

Open your eyes, you can always find the depth that doesn't belong to this age.

Chen Hansheng suddenly stretched out his finger, heavily poked it on the mirror and said, "since I've sent me back, I must do something. Although I won't be short of money for normal development, it's boring!"

At this time, Chen Hansheng heard the sound of the iron door and the voice of talking in the living room. He gathered his serious look, put on his loose home shirt and trousers, walked out of the door and shouted, "Lao Chen is back!"

In the living room stood a tall and straight middle-aged handsome man. Chen Hansheng's appearance was six points similar to him.

This is Chen Hansheng's father, Chen Zhaojun, but their personalities are very different.

Chen Zhaojun said very little. Liang Meijuan often said that he "couldn't fart in half a day". However, this son was active in thinking and didn't care much about the rules.

So even if his only son said hello, Chen Zhaojun just made a faint "um", but noticed that Chen Hansheng had just taken a bath and there were water droplets on his back. Chen Zhaojun silently walked over to raise the air conditioning temperature in the living room.

Before Chen Hansheng could talk to the old man, Liang Meijuan took Chen Hansheng's changed pants, took out a pack of cigarettes from inside, and put them on the table: "OK, Chen Hansheng, I learned to smoke secretly?"

This is the hongjinling that Chen Hansheng "captured" from the head teacher Lao Xu. He forgot to hide it just now, but Liang Meijuan found it.

Chen Hansheng's expression didn't change: "Lao Xu forced it to me. He said I played average in the college entrance examination. Give me a pack of cigarettes to comfort me."

"Fart!"

Liang Meijuan doesn't believe it at all: "where does the head teacher give students cigarettes? Chen Zhaojun, you still care about your son."

Chen Zhaojun didn't want to get involved in the "war" between the mother and son. He was going to sneak into the bedroom, but Liang Meijuan didn't let him go.

Lao Chen glanced at his indifferent son and his angry wife, and finally decided to stand on his wife's side.

"It's too early to smoke now. Even considering the needs of communication, I have to wait until I officially go to college. I'll put away this pack of cigarettes first."

Chen Zhaojun said and put the cigarette in his pocket. Chen Hansheng thought it would be cheaper for old Chen to go around. However, when he came back, he was embarrassed that he didn't carry anything in his hand.

Forget it, this pack of cigarettes will be a gift!

Chen Hansheng thought generously, and then the family began to eat. Liang Meijuan discussed with Chen Zhaojun while eating: "please remember to take a good leave. Then we will send Hansheng to college together."

Chen Zhaojun nodded and Chen Hansheng shook his head.

"I'll just report it myself. You can do whatever you should."

Liang Meijuan stared: "hundreds of kilometers, and there are thousands of yuan for tuition."

"I carry it like that." Chen Hansheng said.

In the past, Chen Hansheng didn't let his parents send reports, and now he won't. however, he basically paid in cash when he went to college in 2002. When he took a bus with thousands of yuan, he was also very nervous.

"In addition."

Chen Hansheng paused and said, "if our conditions were not suitable for applying for student loans, I wouldn't disdain to fake materials to take advantage of the country. I would like to apply for student loans."

"Nonsense!"

Liang Meijuan put down her chopsticks and said, "although our family is not rich, there is no problem for you to go to college. Don't play moths for my mother. Be honest and learn some knowledge."

Liang Meijuan still knows her son very well. She has too many ideas and is out of control.

Chen Hansheng didn't listen at all: "in a word, I've thought about it. Except for the first semester, I won't ask you for tuition and living expenses in the future. I'll find a way to make money myself!"

"You dare!"

Liang Meijuan's eyebrows stood upright.

"What dare not!"

Chen Hansheng replied with a stiff neck.

"Chen Zhaojun, make an evaluation!"

It's still the old rule. Whenever there are differences between mother and son, Lao Chen will be the referee. This habit continues to the future.

Chen Zhaojun thought carefully and said slowly, "Han Sheng is a man. It's also right to have the idea of breaking through, but we can't fall behind in learning."

Seeing that Chen Zhaojun also supported Chen Hansheng, Liang Meijuan was not happy: "how good the child was when he was a child. Later, you said that boys should cultivate independent character, tough quality and sense of commitment. They always supported him to complete some strange ideas, so in the end, my mother didn't listen."

However, the family democratic vote was 2-1, which formally passed Chen Hansheng's proposal of "reporting alone" and "working to make money". Liang Meijuan was still unhappy when she rested at night.

Chen Zhaojun comforted his wife: "Han Sheng's study may not be the best, but you pay attention to observation. His practical ability and EQ are stronger than many peers. This will be more obvious when he goes to society."

In his previous life, Chen Hansheng started his business just after graduating from university. He failed repeatedly, fought repeatedly, and finally succeeded. In fact, his toughness and communication ability have a lot to do with Lao Chen's deliberate cultivation.

"Little rabbit, unknowingly, he is beginning to be sensible."

Liang Meijuan muttered to herself.

Old Chen hehe smiled: "my family has a son who has just grown up."

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