Half an hour later--
Amo brought out a plate of fragrant dishes. She set up a small pot on the charcoal fire and poured in the chicken that the girls had just slaughtered at noon.
Everyone ate and chatted at the same time.
A-Quan, A-Ming, and the other young seedlings first toasted A-Chen, and then toasted A-Mo.
When he got to Yang Aze's place, he stood up and toasted Amo with both hands!
after--
The young seedlings then started practicing Miao folk songs and boxing with Ah Chen.
After a few rounds of drinks, Ah Chen said to Yang Aze, "I heard you also studied information engineering?"
"Yes! I've already got the certificate."
Have you considered continuing your studies?
"Continue reading?" Yang Aze was a little confused.
When Achen mentioned graduate students, Yang Aze was clearly taken aback.
"I really hadn't thought of that. What's wrong, Ah Chen?"
Ah Chen said, "College students are precious in this era, but that's only now. In twenty years, they'll be everywhere! Having a master's degree or even a doctorate will be even better."
"Okay! If you think it's good, I'll continue studying, but what about my major?"
"Didn't you study information engineering? You can choose to study it in school or study it on your own and take the exam. But no matter which you choose, get married first. You're not getting any younger."
Forehead--
When marriage was mentioned, Yang Aze lowered his head. Clearly, he was afraid that if he didn't pay attention to Amo across from him, he would be beaten by Mu Achen and half-beaten by the young men here.
After all, he was beaten in public by A-Chen at last year's Drum Festival over the flower ribbon.
"Yang Aze, raise your head and talk to Achen properly," Amo said.
It was Amo who spoke up, and Yang Aze quickly gave a bow, saying, "Yang Aze of Qingmiao is so rude, so rude."
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