The best lady boss

With a "click", the door opened, and Wu Yingying stood at the door with swollen eyes, her eyes seemed to be still watery, and she choked up and shouted: "Uncle Li."

"This..." Seeing Wu Yingying's pitiful look, Yang Yesheng couldn't help but felt a pain in his heart, and sighed, "Yingying, I'm sorry, my uncle went to do something just now, and came back a little late, which made you feel wronged gone."

"Wow..." After hearing Yang Yesheng's words, Wu Yingying couldn't help being filled with grievances anymore, she started crying, threw herself into Yang Yesheng's arms, and kept shrugging her thin shoulders.

"Okay, Yingying is good, don't cry, isn't Uncle Li here? Besides, I drove all your parents downstairs. It's just the two of us here. I'll have a good chat with you, you say Okay?" After Wu Yingying cried for a while, Yang Yesheng helped her shoulders to stand up, gently wiped the tears on her face with his hands, and said with a smile.

"En." Wu Yingying nodded lightly, moved away, and walked into the bedroom with Yang Yesheng.

On the ground, paper balls were thrown everywhere, and on the bedside table, there were two paper boxes, and one of them was empty. Khan, five hundred papers were used up by Wu Yingying It can be seen that she did not know how many tears she shed just now.

Seeing Yang Yesheng's gaze resting on the floor and the bedside table, Wu Yingying couldn't help but blushed, and hurriedly said, "Uncle Li, sit down first, and I'll clean the floor." After finishing speaking, Wu Yingying turned around and went to After going to the bathroom, she came out with a broom and a long dustpan. With a blushing face, she swept all the paper balls on the ground into the dustpan. After sweeping three dustpans, it was considered clean.

While Wu Yingying was sweeping the floor, Yang Yesheng was also sitting on her bed, looking from left to right at the few books in the small bookcase on the bedside table, all of them were romance novels.

Yang Yesheng asked: "Yingying, are these books yours, or are they here?"

Wu Yingying blushed and said, "I brought it from home."

Yang Yesheng asked again: "Do you still have many books like this at home?"

"Yeah." Wu Yingying nodded lightly, not daring to speak too loudly.

Romance novels are the books that girls in Wu Yingying's age group like to read the most. It's not because these romance novels are so well written and fascinating, but because this age is the age of the girl Huaichun, and the hero and heroine are most likely to be read by the book. Fascinated by love stories.And once a woman gets married and has children and experiences society, she will find it very boring to look back at these romance novels.

Yang Yesheng took out a novel called "The Hate of a Rich Family", and looked through the introduction, only to find that it was a tragic novel, the protagonist was a wealthy daughter ###, but fell in love with a servant The son of the family is naturally not accepted by her parents, but this rich daughter ### is very persistent, and the servant's son also loves her very much, so the two decided to elope.

However, although the family is rich, she has never gone out. Although the servant's son is very capable, he has no money. The escape of the two quickly failed, and both were arrested.

The servant's son had a miserable fate. After being beaten to death, his body was dumped by the river. The rich family's daughter ### was also shrunk in the bedroom and could not go out casually.

Not long after, the parents of the wealthy daughter ### told him about a marriage. The man is the nephew of the governor. Although he looks good, his character is very poor.However, because the rich daughter ### has lost her body to that servant's son, she can only be a concubine when she marries that man, and the governor's nephew agreed to this marriage, one reason is because of the rich daughter ## #'s beauty, the second is because her family is the richest man in the area.

Rich family daughter ### learned the news from the mouth of the maid, and suffered from insomnia for a whole night. The next day, all three thousand threads of worry turned white.

However, the parents of this ### still refused to let her go, and sent someone to dye her hair black again.

On the third morning, when the servant girl brought breakfast to this rich daughter ###, she suddenly found that she had already hanged herself to death.

Yang Yesheng flipped through a few more books, and found that these romance novels have a characteristic, they all have tragic endings, and they belong to the series of tragic novels.

After reading these books, Yang Yesheng already had a certain understanding of Wu Yingying's inner world, put the books back in the bookcase, and asked with a smile: "Yingying, tell the truth to Uncle Li, have you learned anything at school?" Are you talking about friends?"

Wu Yingying's face turned pale immediately, she shook her head lightly and said, "No."

Yang Yesheng nodded, "Oh" and said, "It's fine if we don't talk about it."

Wu Yingying raised her head and asked in surprise, "Uncle Li, don't you suspect that I'm lying?"

Yang Yesheng asked strangely: "Why should I doubt you, and why are you lying to me?"

"I..." Wu Yingying didn't know why she suddenly asked such a strange question. She froze for a moment, thought for a while, then lowered her head and sighed, "My father and mother never believed what I said. lie to them."

Yang Yesheng smiled and said: "That's because your parents are wrong. I think that although parents and children are not of the same generation, they should be friends and trust each other in life. Moreover, children do What is wrong, parents should point it out, and what parents do wrong, as a child, should also be raised to parents, not just parents have the right to discipline their children, and vice versa."

Listening to this refreshing theory from Yang Yesheng, Wu Yingying looked at Yang Yesheng in surprise. At first, she just thought that Yang Yesheng was amiable and capable, and even supported her idea of ​​dropping out of school, so she thought more about it. Chatting with him, but I didn't think that Yang Yesheng could say such a theory, which immediately made Wu Yingying's closeness to Yang Yesheng increase by two points.

Yang Yesheng looked at Wu Yingying with a smile, and said: "Why, did I say something wrong, Yingying, although I am your Uncle Li, I am also your friend, if I am wrong, you can correct me. "

"No, no, no..." Wu Yingying hurriedly waved her hands and said, "No, Uncle Li, you are right, absolutely right, I didn't expect you to come up with such a brilliant theory, which is better than ours. Everything the teacher said was good."

Yang Yesheng smiled and said, "It's good that you're right, but it's definitely not as good as your teacher."

"It's better than our teacher. Our teacher knows to let us study every day, like a machine, but never tells us the truth of life. What they say is almost exactly the same, that is, if you don't get into college, you don't have way out."

Yang Yesheng shook his head and said: "I don't agree with this, I haven't been admitted to university, and I'm doing well now, the so-called 36 lines, every line of work is the best, as long as one is willing to work hard, there will always be a success day."

Wu Yingying asked strangely: "Uncle Li, I heard from my little aunt before that you graduated from college, why didn't you go to college?"

Yang Yesheng was sweating profusely. He was so excited when he said it just now that he forgot that he was Li Jun. Now he is not the Yang Yesheng who failed to enter the university after taking the exam for four years. He hurriedly explained: "Actually, Yingying, Let me tell you the truth, don’t tell your little aunt, I didn’t go to university at the time, my father spent money to get me a university admission letter, and I only studied for two years , I didn’t want to study anymore, so I dropped out of school.”

"Really?" Wu Yingying looked at Yang Yesheng in surprise, and seeing him nodding again, she believed that what Yang Yesheng said was true, and couldn't help laughing out loud, "Uncle Li, how dare you?" Lie to my little aunt, and dare to tell me the truth, aren't you afraid that I will tell my little aunt?"

Seeing that Wu Yingying had recovered her youthful and innocent romance so quickly, Yang Yesheng felt happy for a while, but deliberately pretended to be mournful and said with a mournful face: "Yingying, I treat you as a friend, so I told you the truth. Don't tell your little aunt, or I will be miserable."

Suddenly, Wu Yingying's face suddenly turned down, making Yang Yesheng very puzzled, thinking that she did not say anything wrong, so she asked: "Yingying, what's wrong with you?"

Wu Yingying raised her head, her eyes were sparkling, and she asked with trembling lips, "Uncle Li, do you really regard me as your friend?"

Yang Yesheng nodded and said, "That's right, and he's the kind of good friend who talks about everything. Why, Yingying, you don't want to be friends with Uncle Li?"

Wu Yingying shook her head hastily, but she burst into tears: "No, no, I am willing, I am so willing, Uncle Li."

"Silly boy, why are you still crying?" Yang Yesheng stretched out his hand, gently wiped the tears off Wu Yingying's face, and said with a smile, "Don't cry anymore, otherwise, it won't be pretty. "

Wu Yingying raised her head, wiped away her tears, and sighed: "Uncle Li, I want to ask you a question, please tell me the truth."

Yang Yesheng nodded and said, "Just ask, I never lie to my friends."

"Are you saying I look like a vixen?"

"Uh..." Yang Yesheng couldn't answer this question, so he asked with a smile, "Yingying, why did you suddenly have this question?"

Wu Yingying shook her head and said: "Uncle Li, I will tell you later why I asked such a question, please tell me now, do I really look like a vixen?"

Looking at the anticipation and anxiety on Wu Yingying's face, Yang Yesheng thought a lot, finally sighed, nodded and said, "Yes, but it doesn't mean that you look like a vixen, but that you look like a vixen." Mutually."

"The appearance of a fox, the appearance of a fox." Wu Yingying murmured a few words to herself, and then asked, "Uncle Li, is it like Baosi in the Xia Dynasty or Daji in the Shang Dynasty?"

Yang Yesheng shook his head helplessly and said, "I don't know what Baosi from the Xia Dynasty and Daji from the Shang Dynasty looked like, but I only know that you are beautiful, especially your eyes and smile. Very charming, I guess there is no man who will not be fascinated by you."

After hearing Yang Yesheng's words, a trace of disappointment flashed across Wu Yingying's face, she sighed softly, and bowed her head and stopped talking.

Yang Yesheng asked: "Yingying, it's time for you to tell me now, why did you suddenly ask this question?"