"Long guy, I'm back, it smells so good, what are you doing at noon

"As soon as he got home, the little guy put down his schoolbag and came to the kitchen...

"Little pheasant stews mushrooms, come down quickly, cook." The little guy came in and stepped on the chair and jumped on Xue Xiang's back.

"Is it delivered by Shantun? Is there any little red fruit?" The little guy ignored it, put his fleshy arms around Xue Xiang's neck, and his short legs also hooked against Xue Xiang's thick waist.

The guy had eaten strawberries once, but he was thinking about the sour and sweet delicacy. Although Xue Xiang said several times after returning to Beijing, he did not allow food to be delivered, but this time his captain's words were not good. Every half month, there were always thousands of miles to Beijing to deliver food to his house. Until recently, the weather has become warmer and vegetables are not easy to preserve, so the activity of sending goose feathers for thousands of miles has stopped.

"I just knew how to eat, you're fat again." Xue Xiang reached out to pinch the little guy's little nose.

The guy pushed his big hand away, slid off his back, and snorted, "I'm not fat, I'm the one who's taller, so heavier." As he said that, he quietly looked a lot taller.

Xue Xiang was funny. He said that this little guy didn't grow much. He was almost six and a half years old. When he was five years old, he only grew two or three centimeters. He looked a little anxious. When he thought about growing up, Xue Xiang remembered the little white tiger again. It has been almost three months since he returned from Kaoshantun. The little white tiger is delicious, fun and sleepy at the Xue family, but it doesn't grow up, and it's still the same size. He originally thought that after a few days of waiting for the little guy and the little white tiger, he would find a zoo for it to settle down. Now, he doesn't rush to settle down, but has to find a hospital for a checkup.

After finishing the foot, the guy started to touch his belly again. He rolled around and measured it with his small hand. The more he measured it, the more he frowned. It seemed that the smelly big brother didn't lie, he really got fat.

Seeing her worried, Xue Xiang hurriedly said, "I'm just a little fatter. When you grow older, you will get a scoop. I'm not afraid."

"What is to draw a slip?" When the little guy heard that he seemed to have a way to avoid getting fat without eating less, he immediately became energetic.

"Get the strips, it looks like the willow branches grow. Look, when the willow branches are not opened, they are short and fat, and when they grow, they will grow long and thin."

"Hmph. I don't want to be long and thin

I've grown longer, why do you hold me?" As he spoke, he came to climb the stool again. He was about to climb onto Xue Xiang's back and sighed while climbing: "Oh, everyone. Your teachers are so nice. You don't go to class~--Update the first release~~, I won't punish you. If my teacher can do this."

There is a reason why guy sighs.

If you want to say that Xue Xiang returned to Beijing on March 2, and the Beijing University of Science and Technology had already started in mid-February. After he, the "transfer student", went to school to report, he basically only had to fish for three days, and he had to run a net for two days, and even when he went to school, he was also an auditor in other classes.

Xue Xiang did not take his own professional courses, but instead took other people's classes. It was not because Xue was a naughty person, but for another reason. It turned out that in order to save time and effort, Xue Xiang applied for his major in his previous life - Marxist philosophy. At present, this major was just opened at Peking University, and there were no heavyweight professors, so Xue Xiang was too lazy to listen to those clichés, but instead went to the Chinese and history departments to attend classes frequently.

Because this first college entrance examination candidate is very favorable, heavyweight masters often come to Beijing University to give lectures. At this moment, the only remaining heavyweight masters in the Republic are limited to literature and history. Therefore, Xue Xiangcai is in love with Chinese and history classes. For example, Li Yaotang, Xie Wanying, Shen Yanbing, etc., who could only listen to textbooks in his previous life, occasionally they would use crutches and loudspeakers to teach on stage. The only remaining cultural masters who could get the fruit of this stage personally teach on stage, so why didn’t Xue Xiang be obsessed with it?

In fact, Xue Xiang was so comfortable at Peking University, and he enjoyed the benefits of those three articles.

It is definitely a boastful word to say that the name "Xue Sanpian" has become famous all over the country. In fact, few people in Sijiu City have heard of it, and the most widely circulated name is among the theorists and conspirators who study Marxism-Leninism and strategy.

Besides, there is no Internet at this moment. Even if Xue Xiang’s three articles stir up the situation, most readers don’t even know what he looks like. If it weren’t for the widely circulated saying “The night gave me black eyes”, most readers would probably not remember his name. After all, in the Republic at this moment, few people study Marxism-Leninism and many people are obsessed with literature and art.

On the contrary, Su Yandong, the director of the philosophy department where Xue Xiang is, the old man in his fifties and sixties had long lost his passion for these literary styles, but he studied Marxism-Leninism all his life and paid great attention to theoretical innovation within the party. Xue Xiang's last two articles happened to be the itchy place of the old man. At that time, the old man had specially searched for the contact information of the author of the article, but he had not found it. Who would have thought that Lao Wang, who had applied for a delayed admission application for Xue Xiang, came to the door. After chatting, Su Yandong realized that such a powerful person was still hidden among this class of students.

Therefore, after Xue Xiang entered the school, Su Yandong specially called him to the office for a deep chat. One was to discuss the essential theory of socialism in those two articles, the other was to test whether someone had real talent and knowledge, and whether those two articles were asked to be a writer. At that time, Xue Xiang was planning to join the department boss and rationalize skipping classes. Therefore, for Xue Xiang, Su Yandong's request was just dozing off, and he sent a pillow. That day, in the dean's office, Su Yandong asked and Xue Xiang answered ten times, showing off his charm.

Originally, Xue Xiang was a top student at Peking University in his previous life, and he had been on the bench of the Party History Office for more than ten years. The key points of Marxism-Leninism summed up by his predecessors, and the innovative theories in later generations were familiar with each other. Now, he just did a warm-up exercise and easily took down President Su after only three D tables. As for the scientific outlook on development and harmonyism, he had not had time to go out. So Xue Xiang struck while the iron was hot and expressed his requirements for independent learning.

If you want to say that Su Yandong has the style of an old-fashioned educator, he knows the importance of teaching according to his aptitude and will not stick to the rules and will respond immediately.

In the old man's opinion, Xue Xiang is definitely a first-class genius. Not to mention that he has nearly full scores in the college entrance examination, he is more than enough to be a teacher at present. In class? In class, it is better to teach him or to teach him! As a genius, it is better to let go. However, Dean Su did not let go completely. He said that Xue Xiang should learn independently, and all the subjects at the end of the semester must be excellent or above. Every year, he will post a paper topic and submit it to him for inspection after Xue Xiang is done.

With Su Yandong as his protection, Xue Xiangcai became the thug-school guy who was called by the little guy!

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One big and one small, the two brothers and sisters were talking lively in the kitchen. From time to time, they would pick up one or two pieces of chicken from the pot to share. The warm sunlight hit the table, and two figures of one big and one small, which were very warm. Suddenly, Xiaowan and Xiaoyi also came in and saw the chicken in their mouths. They immediately stopped working. They screamed and copied the dishes and chopped them up and threw them into the pot. Seeing that lunch was about to start on the stove, Xue Lin arrived in time and scolded them. The big and small fairies left together.

It's the end of May now. Xue Xiang has returned to Beijing and has settled down at school. Xue Lin can find something to do. In fact, Xue Anyuan and Xue Xiang have not opened their mouths to arrange their work for him, but many people have already taken the initiative to arrange it.

Ma Liang from Hualian Woodworks Factory said that there was a shortage of cashiers in the factory and that he would be promoted in one year and would be promoted in two years; Ma Yongsheng said that there was a shortage of supervisor in the logistics department of the May Fourth canteen, so he asked Xue Lin to act as an agent for a few days and help him in charge. Even Fatty Zhang said that their department was short of personnel and needed talents like Xue Lin urgently. As for Xue Anyuan's old subordinates, he sent countless aunts and aunts to the door and arranged to introduce the work.

But Xue Lin didn't accept it, and just used the third little girl as a shield, saying that the family was in short supply. Xue Xiang couldn't persuade this elder sister, if she wanted to float, she would just float. Anyway, she would not suffer in this life, so let her go as she pleases.

However, when it was hot, the Xue family’s lunch was basically held under the grape trellis that Xue Xiang had prepared two years ago. Now, the grape trellis has been covered with the roof and has climbed half of the courtyard wall. The green grapes are as bright as jade, and the leaves are as green as weave, making a piece of green shade leisurely and poetic.

A small square table with green bamboo woven into a square table, with four dishes and one soup. In addition to a large bowl of small pheasant stewed mushrooms, there are also cucumbers, cold tomatoes, boiled fish, peeled eggs and tofu, plus a bowl of seaweed egg soup, which is a combination of meat and vegetables, and is bright in color and appetizing, which is naturally after Chef Xue.

The guy threw away the chicken bones in his hand, gulped a large mouthful of soda, then looked back at the two flower bowls of Xiao Baihu on the chair, straightened his body and grabbed a large bowl of chicken, held the soda bottle, and filled it with the two bowls of Xiao Laohu. The little white tiger licked her little hand, rolled, buried her head in the bowl, and started eating and drinking with snoring.

If the little white tiger entered the Xue family's mansion, the treatment was no worse than that of the zoo. It was always meatless every meal. It was cooked meat cooked by Chef Xue himself. Even if he was cooled down, he drank soda and stopped drinking well water. Seeing this, Xue Xiangda frowned and shouted that he would feed leftovers in the future and could not be used to it. As soon as this was said, the whole family and the children in the courtyard all opposed the confrontation.

It's really the pretty little white tiger's appearance is so cute. Not only does it have snow-white all over, but it's bright and majestic, it attracts the likes of the whole family and has become the hearts of all the dolls in the courtyard. How could Xue Xiang abuse it?

Xue Xiangmeng took a sip of ice beer and started talking, and still talked: "Sister, look at me, I'm at home all day and I don't lack manpower. You'd better find something to do, don't have any problems."

Xue Xiang was not afraid that Xue Lin would be idle at home and wasting food, but she was afraid that she would not have a career, grow old, and be lonely. After all, although this leisurely home girl lives well, she has time to panic.

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