Chapter 180

"Ding Dong! Ding Dong!"

"Dudu! Dudu!" When the visitor saw that no one answered the doorbell, he knocked on the door instead.

"Coming!" After a while, Yang Guo came out of the study. He was just concentrating on typing and almost didn't notice the knock on the door.

Opening the door, Yang Guo saw Fang Beibei who was turning around and preparing to leave.

"Hey! Why are you here?" Yang Guo looked at Fang Beibei with a surprised face.

Today, Fang Beibei is wearing water blue jeans, a light blue short pile windbreaker that reaches to the knee, and a long sleeve with a horizontal white background inside. Her hair is tied into a ponytail. She looks very beautiful and neat. Yang Guo just feels that her eyes are bright and she can't see enough.

"I'm ready for the winter vacation. Before I go home, I'll see Qiqi and Jin." Fang Beibei looked at Yang Guo with a smile and said, "after ringing the doorbell for a long time, I thought you weren't at home!"

"Come in, come in." Yang Guo greeted happily.

Fang Beibei came in, put down her bag and began to take off her windbreaker. She said, "it's still warm in your house. My dormitory and my home won't turn on the heating in winter! You have to wear a coat when closing the door and windows. Don't mention the trouble!"

Yang Guo said with a smile, "the heating is mainly for Qiqi. She doesn't like to dress very fat for fear that she may catch a cold."

Yang Guo poured water to Fang Beibei and asked, "aren't you from Yangcheng? Why is there such a saying as going home?"

"Yangcheng is also zoned!" Fang Beibei said, "my home is on the other side of Nansha. It's quite far away. Is there a subway? It's inconvenient to come back later!"

"That's also more convenient than me," Yang Guo laughed. "It takes me several hours to go back. I have to take the train and transfer to the car, which is very frustrating!"

Speaking of this, Yang Guo suddenly remembered his previous idea of buying a car. It seems that he should really consider buying a car! Qiqi also grew up slowly. With a child seat frame, it should be no problem for her to take the car, and then it's convenient to go anywhere. Unlike before, she had to have a physical examination, and had to squeeze the bus before she could get a taxi!

But now is not the time to think about it. Wait until the translation on your hand is finished!

"Yes, you're going back to your hometown soon, aren't you?" Fang Beibei asked, "the Spring Festival is less than seven days away!"

"Ah?" Yang Guo was silly. "So fast?"

He translated day and night for a short time, and suddenly forgot the time and years. After hearing Fang Beibei say so, he remembered that today was January 26th!

"Haven't you bought a ticket yet?" Fang Beibei looked at him and guessed a general idea.

Yang Guo scratched his head and said, "it's really... It should be sold out now."

"What about that? Do you take the bus back?" Fang Beibei asked.

Yang Guo shook his head. The bus was too painful. Qiqi would feel uncomfortable sitting up. He thought for a while and said with a smile, "no, I'll fly directly to the airport in the city, and then charter a taxi to take it back."

Fang Beibei threw a sanitary eye at him and said, "you don't spend money like this! Why did you forget to buy tickets before?"

Yang Guo said with a wry smile, "I recently received a translator. I forgot the time when I was working."

"Wow, wow!" Qiqi's cry came from the bedroom.

Yang Guo stood up reflexively. After standing up, he smiled at Fang Beibei and said, "my little ancestor woke up in the afternoon!"

Fang Beibei followed him into the bedroom and looked at Yang Guo holding Qiqi up, patting her on the back and gently coaxing her by leaning against her ear.

Getting out of bed gas of children is indeed an unsolvable problem! No matter how well she sleeps, she likes to cry for a period of time when she gets up. Yang Guo once found such a reason to comfort himself: Well, Qiqi crying is also practicing! After all, usually with her father, Qiqi is very clever and rarely cries. Crying is good for expanding lung capacity!

"Qiqi, Qiqi, sister Beibei, who you've always wanted to play with, is here today!" Yang Guo leaned in Qiqi's ear and said.

After Fang Beibei repeatedly objected and threatened to restore the title of "strange millet", Yang Guo still changed his mouth to admit Fang Beibei's seniority in front of Qi Qi, and no longer let Qi Qi call Fang Beibei "aunt"!

"Qiqi doesn't cry, come and let sister Beibei hug, OK?" Fang Beibei smiled and stretched out his hands.

Qiqi heard Fang Beibei's call, crying and glancing at Fang Beibei vaguely with tears in her eyes. She hugged her father's neck and couldn't react for a moment. She just got up and her head was still confused!

However, she still loosened her arms around her father and turned to Fang Beibei's arms. Fang Beibei hugged her and comforted her softly. Yang Guo scratched his head and walked out of the bedroom with them.

In the bright living room, Qiqi's cry gradually slowed down. Hearing the sound, Jin Jin also shook his tail and leaned over. He raised his head and looked at Qiqi, who was out of reach. He could only turn around Fang Beibei's heels. Fang Beibei was barefoot and wearing slippers. Jin Zi sniffed and began to lick with his tongue. The feeling of dampness made Fang Beibei laugh constantly.

Without a daughter to hold, Yang Guo picked up the gold and sat on another sofa. But gold obviously saw Qiqi and forgot its Yang father, trying to get rid of it. Yang Guo had to let go of it.

Gold ran to the edge of the sofa and hesitated. For it, the height of the sofa was no less than the cliff. It was frightening to see it. It just didn't dare to jump down.

Yang Guo looked at it funny and thought that gold was very interesting, so he wanted to trap gold for a while.

Fang Beibei stretched out her feet and kicked Yang Guo. She gave him a white look and said, "put the gold down quickly! It's as fun as a child!"

The gold was held down, and then was held onto the sofa Fang Beibei sat on. The sofa Fang Beibei sat on was a couch. Although it was not as wide as the floor, the gold could still run around on it. For a moment, it moved around actively, and for a moment, it leaned over and rubbed Qiqi's feet with its head.

"Millet, you've brought gold very well!" Fang Beibei said with satisfaction, "look at its movement, you know it's healthy!"

"That's, that doesn't depend on who I am!" Yang Guo proudly patted his chest and said.

"If you praise you for a few words, you'll be elated. It seems that you can't say good things about you in the future!" Fang Beibei said contemptuously.

"Er, no!" Yang Guo turned his eyes and said, "in fact, what I can do well is the result of your patient teaching before. These credits belong to you!"

"Hum!" Fang Beibei expressed disdain for Yang Guo's flattery with a nasal tone.

Qiqi looked left and right in Fang Beibei's arms, and also played with gold with her toes. Yang Guo talked with Fang Beibei about her exam: "how was your final exam?"

Yang Guo used to have a particularly painful final exam every semester. Most of the time in college, he played crazily for a semester and then studied hard for a month. Finally, he failed the final exam, which depends on the review effect of this month!

Fang Beibei should not be a learning scum like Yang Guo, but when she talked about the final exam, she suddenly became gloomy.

"I don't know! I think English is still hanging around. I don't have time to do many questions. I have four readings, and I have two ten questions that I have missed." Fang Beibei said painfully.

Yang Guo asked, "didn't you say to review? Didn't you review English? Just review your professional courses?"

"Where is the use of reviewing mathematics?" Fang Beibei said, "I can do well in the naked exam. It's just that English is too difficult. I've been reviewing English questions for two weeks, but I still can't do it by the time of the exam."

"How is your composition? Do you have time to finish it?" Yang Guo asked.

"No, I don't know how to write down after half the words!" Fang Beibei sighed.

It seems that Fang Beibei's English is indeed poor to a certain extent! As long as there is a little basic, how can the composition count up enough words? After all, the English she learned this semester is not different from the difficulty of high school English!

"Come back after the new year, I'll teach you!" Yang Guo suggested, "how about training you for a few days?"

Looking at Fang Beibei's silence, he said anxiously, "I'm serious! You may have a wrong thinking mode in learning English, so I can analyze it for you."

"Not good?" Fang Beibei swallowed his saliva and said, "you are also very busy."

"No!" Yang Guo said with a smile, "my work will be finished after the Lantern Festival!"

"But it's not good to bother you like this? And English..." Fang Beibei hesitated.

Hearing the last few words before her voice dropped, Yang Guo suddenly understood what Fang Beibei was hesitating about! Fang Beibei is resistant to learning English!

Yang Guo laughed and said, "are you worried about my poor teaching? I tell you, I may not be able to teach others. Teaching English is definitely a good hand!"

"No, no!" Fang Beibei shook her hand and whispered, "I'm afraid I'm not good at learning."

Yang Guo waved his hand and said with a smile, "what are you afraid of? Try it! Do you want to continue like this? Do you want English to drag your hind legs all the time?"

He continued to embellish, "don't worry about the trouble of going back and forth. Because I'm going to graduate school soon, I'm estimated to rent a house near the school. If you come to study, you can also help me accompany Qiqi. Look at her. How pathetic it is to be alone!"

In order to convince Fang Beibei, Yang Guo even played Qiqi's emotional card!

Looking at Yang Guo helplessly, Fang Beibei finally nodded.

Fang Beibei agreed, Yang Guo's heart was a little jubilant, and his face couldn't help showing a trace of a giggle. But Fang Beibei didn't see it, lowered her head and fondly touched Qiqi's small face.

In those clear eyes, love is shining at the moment. Yang Guo looked a little crazy. He didn't know why. He thought of some people and things.

The past is irretrievable, and the people who left are also silent in time. What else can we do?

Cherish the present, grasp the present

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