Chapter 97 This may be related to my family education
The servants who heard the noise and Pei Li and Si Qian from the next room just came in and saw Pei Tianming scolding the housekeeper.
Pei Tianming, who finally got a good night's sleep tonight, suffered from insomnia again.
Standing at the door, Si Qian met the housekeeper's sad eyes, touched his chin and thought for a moment——
"I wouldn't just wake someone up when they're almost asleep. Maybe it has something to do with my upbringing."
After saying that, she pulled Pei Li back to the room and took out her Sky Piercing Cannon and Fire Kirin for lighting.
"My damn awesome brand of high-intensity flashlight is as powerful as Baldy's, you deserve it!"
Pei Li, nearly blinded by the bright light, took a long moment to reject his boss's glare, saying, "You'd better take it back. I'm suddenly not afraid of the dark anymore."
As soon as I lay down in the guest room next door, Ji Mingxuan, who had been blocked before, started bombarding me with text messages.
The phone kept ringing, so Si Qian simply turned off the sound and lay in bed until dawn.
The next morning, after getting up and washing up, Si Qian took out his cell phone and looked at it.
Wow, 99+ text message bombardment.
Does this kid spend so much on phone calls?
She didn't even bother to brush her teeth and directly clicked on the text message notification. From a little after one in the morning until now, he had sent more than three hundred text messages.
The latest one was just sent.
Ji Mingxuan: [Teacher Si, why did you block me?]
Ji Mingxuan: [5000, unblock.]
…
Until now, he still persists in sending it.
Ji Mingxuan: [Teacher Si, why are you ignoring me?]
Ji Mingxuan: [Because of that old man]
After reading it, Si Qian thought about it and replied——
[Because you are ∪∩]
Ji Mingxuan: [Intersection and Union]
Si Qian: [Commonly known as yandere (and crosstalk).]
Ji Mingxuan on the other side of the screen smiled speechlessly when he saw the message sent by Si Qian.
He tightly grasped the pen on the table with his left hand. The sharp tip of the pen pierced his palm, and the dark blue ink that leaked out stained his hand.
Ji Mingxuan: [When can I come to your house?]
Si Qian: [Are you a beggar?]
Si Qian: [Why are you coming back to my house? You don’t have a home of your own.]
Ji Mingxuan was really angry and made a phone call directly.
As soon as the other party answered the phone, Ji Mingxuan couldn't control his anger——
"Thirty thousand a month, come and continue tutoring me. If you're worried, I'll go to your house!"
"What! You still want to get in? Dream on!"
After he finished speaking, the phone was hung up with a beep.
Ji Mingxuan was left standing there stupidly with a constipated look on his face, staring at the call end page, as if he wanted to stare a hole in Si Qian on the other end of the screen.
After hanging up the phone, Si Qian cursed and added the call to the blacklist.
How does she catch up on her university classes?
This guy was deliberately looking for trouble because he was holding a grudge against me for reporting him for animal abuse and wanted to find a chance to take revenge.
In the morning, the Pei family sat quietly at the dining table and had their meal.
After what happened last night, the third brother now dares not act rashly for fear of being beaten.
Pei Tianming, who was sitting in the main seat, was wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses and reading a newspaper in his hand.
"Your father is quite serious. He gets up early in the morning and reads the newspaper."
Si Qian leaned over and whispered in Pei Li's ear about his father.
Pei Li glanced at it and said nonchalantly, "He's pretending to be profound. He's hiding his phone behind the newspaper."
Si Qian: ""
When he looked over again, he saw Pei Tianming pretending nothing had happened and putting down the newspaper in his hand - and the mobile phone stuck in the newspaper.
Not buddy
Perhaps because their gazes were too intense, Pei Tianming felt uncomfortable for a moment and asked Pei Li in a deep voice.
"What are you looking at?"
"I never read the newspaper while eating breakfast. Maybe it has something to do with my upbringing."
Pei Li's light words were tinged with a hint of sarcasm.
Pei Tianming raised his palm high almost instantly.
Ye Tinglan, who was eating nearby, immediately put down her bowl and chopsticks and looked at the show with a look of anticipation.
However, when Pei Tianming met Si Qian's sharp gaze, his hand trembled subconsciously.
He looked at Pei Li and couldn't argue.
He looked at Si Qian and couldn't beat him.
In the end, he could only transfer his anger to Pei Yi, who was eating quietly next to him.
He reached out and hit the boy on the back of the head: "You rebellious son!"
The smile on Ye Tinglan's face was stuck at the corner of her mouth.
Pei Yi, who was beaten, looked over and asked: "What's the matter, father?"
Pei Tianming, who acted like an elder, coughed and said, "Did I ever teach you that life should have goals? Look at you now, what a mess you are!"
"Yes, father!"
After saying that, Pei Yi immediately took out the schedule he had made from the bag behind him and handed it to Pei Tianming with both hands.
"This is my next goal, please take a look, father."
Pei Tianming nodded with satisfaction at his son's performance and opened the schedule made by Pei Yi.
After reading two lines, Pei Tianming suddenly became furious. He went up and hit Pei Yi on the back of the head again, then threw the schedule back to him.
"Look at what you wrote, you idiot!"
Ye Tinglan hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Tianming, why are you hitting the child?"
"Listen for yourself to what this rebellious son has written!"
Pei Yi stood up, picked up his schedule, and began to read it in a sonorous and rhythmic tone.
"My next goal is to wait for National Day after Mid-Autumn Festival."
"After National Day, wait for New Year's Day - after New Year's Day, wait for winter vacation."
"After the winter break, wait for the Chinese New Year - after the Chinese New Year, wait for Qingming Festival."
“After Qingming, wait for May Day – after May Day, wait for Dragon Boat Festival.”
"After the Dragon Boat Festival, wait for summer vacation - after summer vacation, wait for Mid-Autumn Festival."
Pei Tianming sat down, breathing heavily and holding his chest.
After hearing this, Ye Tinglan's face turned as green as the vegetables growing well after being watered with manure in the field.
Only Pei Li, the elder brother, said something fair.
"It can be seen that he has always been a very goal-oriented person."
Si Qian also came over to add to the chaos: "If the child is willing to wait, then let him wait. Why are you so angry?"
Waiting is a compulsory course in life.
Pei Yi also echoed: "Father, I have always been a person with clear goals. This may be related to my family education."
Pei Tianming felt a severe pain in his chest. After the housekeeper brought the medicine and fed it to him, he pointed a trembling finger at Pei Yi.
"What a load of crap you wrote!"
"You don't understand, this is just part of my plan."
Pei Yi simply shook his head inscrutable at his father's misunderstanding: "I'm going to use all of the remaining vacation time to overtake others!"
Hearing this, Ye Tinglan's expression softened a little: "Tianming, you misunderstood the child..."
"I want to overtake others and become the king!"
Following Pei Yi's resounding oath, Pei Tianming lost his balance and fell off his chair.
"Hey Tianming, don't scare me!"
Ye Tinglan and the housekeeper hurriedly helped the man up from the ground.
Pei Yi: "Father, there are no old slaves in the new era, please stand up."
Si Qian and Pei Li shook their heads as they watched.
I start reciting jokes as soon as I open my eyes every morning. No matter how hard I try to play with abstract ideas, I can never compare to talented players.
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