308. Don't regret it if you don't listen, boy
Yang Yi woke up in the sunshine that was so bright that the whole room was filled with. When he opened his eyes, he could see the dandelions on the blue brick wall outside the window fluttering in the wind. The small alarm clock on Wuyang beside him was shouting "Lingling" and sucking it over with his sleepy eyes half closed, and pressing the alarm clock randomly.
Then his nose was filled with a strong smell of wheat.
After counting "one, two, three" with his eyes closed, Yang Yiteng turned over and sat up from his wooden bed. The small room was closely laid out, with one bed, one table and two cabinets. There were not many things, but the room was stuffed full. Yang Yi liked the feeling now. The room was very small but looked particularly warm and fulfilling. Therefore, although with his current wealth, it was not impossible to buy a small villa by Xiuhu Lake, he finally chose to decorate the house.
She put on a plaid shirt very quickly, and then the thin wool cardigan brought back from the island country. The clothes were all bought by Su Wan, and both mother and son were both paid. When Yang Yiyi saw this clothes, he couldn't help but think of taking out the clothes for his mother and saying that Su Wan gave them to her, the empress dowager's face had a mysterious smile on her face.
"Mom! Listen to my explanation..." Yang Yi was helpless. In his previous life, his mother was the kind of shrew who "what my son fell in love early and saw that I would not break the third leg of this little boy." But now... is it because his memory is reborn and there is some deviation?
"I know, the explanation is just a cover-up!" Yang Min smiled, putting the latest windbreaker of 2,000 yuan on her body, and teasing her son loudly: "So you don't need to say anything. I understand, do you think your mother is old and is not as trendy as the times? Don't underestimate others and I'll tell you!"
Just half a year ago, she was a housewife who was reluctant to buy a new piece of clothing for a year, a single mother, but when she was "Yang Yi" for less than five months, she wore a coat of two or three thousand and a sweater of seven or eight hundred, she didn't even blink.
Moreover, this dress was given by Su Wan, which is even more meaningful.
There are two types of mothers in this world. The former is afraid that his daughter-in-law will compete with him for his son, while the latter treats his daughter-in-law more like his son. Undoubtedly, Yang Min is the latter. Although she pulled Yang Yi alone, she did not think of holding on to her son.
But, what is this problem of underestimating people? Yang Yi felt that he and his mother could not communicate normally.
When he came to the living room, the rosewood dining table was filled with bamboo baskets of white flour steamed buns, mixed with a hint of corn and the mellow milk flavor. This was the benefit Yang Yishen fought for. The raw materials for this basket of steamed buns, in addition to flour, also include corn flour, eggs and milk. Although Yang Ming felt that his son had too much trouble, his mother's nature was in the end. When steaming the buns, he criticized the rebirth of the boy while adding these things to the flour.
"It smells so good!" While sucking the drooling saliva hard, Yang Yi was about to grab the steamed buns.
It just happened to drive Yang Min to bring out the waxy silverfish from the kitchen, and the silverfish with a length of index finger, and steam it over high heat after smoked it. After it is released, it is mixed with red oil, sesame oil, shredded green onion and minced ginger. It is the best breakfast.
With a crisp "pop", Yang Min glared at her son: "What does it look like when brushing her teeth and washing her face?"
Seeing Yang Yi muttering into the bathroom, Yang Min's tense face relaxed. After resigning for so long, he was not used to it at the beginning, but once he had too much of this relaxed life, Yang Min no longer wanted to go back to the past.
Then he looked a little reluctant to speak, and quickly retreated four or five meters, and after going down half a floor of the stairs, Yang Yicai sneered with contempt: "Besides, Aunt Su's skills are much better than you, and you are also worried about other people's children's breakfast issues."
With a loud "bang", Yang Min's angrily closed the door, causing the entire tube building to shake a little.
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Yang Yi leisurely looked out the window on the old-fashioned bus. Some things along the way were exactly the same as those in his memory, while others were already blurred. When he saw them again, he only felt that things were different and people changed. Will he return to the rental house with nothing?
When they walked into the classroom, Chen Cheng and Wei Feifei were standing at the door talking about something. The two of them looked excited and excited. Obviously, the topic could not be discussed, the two most popular games, Red Alert or Dark 1.
"Good morning." Yang Yi nodded to the two of them. The two of them subconsciously replied "Good morning" and then they were stunned. Wei Feifei came back to his senses first: "Fuck, the mysterious figure of our first- and third-class high school class x is back! You are so **! This time, the absenteeism has already broken the record! It's almost a month!"
Even though Yang Yi's face was not much worse than Rogo. Now, seeing the two of them looking at worshiping gods, their ears were a little burned. They laughed dryly and nodded: "Slightly **, slightly **."
The Internet terms of later generations made the two of them stunned again, and then they couldn't help but hilarious. After Wei Feifei rubbed his stomach, he clung to Yang Yi's shoulder with one arm intimately, with a mysterious face: "Hey, Yang Zi, I heard that the painter... is the girl who is very popular now. She came to class to find you the next time. She was named Su Wan! I heard that she is coming to our school?"
Yang Yi's mouth subconsciously opened and then asked back with a very flat face: "Hmm? Where did you hear it? Why don't I know?"
Wei Feifei looked down at Yang Yi, trying to see the flaws from the latter's expression, but their skills were not at the same level at all. In the end, they could only say dissatisfied and dissatisfied: "It's really not worth it. I won't admit it at this time! Don't worry, your friend should not be bullied. We have no shameful plans. We just think this matter is incredible. I just ask you to confirm it, and there will be no less meat!"
"I won't tell you that you won't lose any piece of meat." Yang Yi looked at Wei Feifei in confusion, and the latter was stunned.
Chen Cheng came forward and gave a wink at Wei Feifei. The latter had not reacted for a long time. Just when Chen Cheng was so angry that he could not yell at his ears, Wei Feifei finally understood the meaning of this small move.
"Hehe, Yang Zi..."
"Wait, what is this? Why don't I know my surname is Yang's name'Zi'?"
Wei Feifei smiled dissatisfiedly, and did not listen to Yang Yi's protest at all. Instead, he raised his head proudly and smiled: "In this way, tell us if the girl will come to our school to study. In return, we will also reveal some information to you, which is definitely the kind that is worth the price!"
hehe.
Yang Yi sneered and was about to walk into the classroom.
"It's related to you. Don't regret it if you don't hear it!" Chen Cheng also said to himself.
Yang paused and continued to walk into the classroom.
Chapter completed!