Studying with the wealthy young master

Chapter 39 Persimmons

Harvesting persimmons is also very particular about the right time, place and people. Persimmons that are harvested in winter before snowfall can be stored for a long time, but persimmons that are harvested after snowfall are easy to be overripe. It will not be damaged easily, and it looks good.

Gu Xun and his friend Song Jiaming hurried so as not to fall behind. When everyone reached the persimmon forest, he and Song Jiaming arrived at the destination hand in hand 10 minutes later.

Gu Xun quickly let go of Song Jiaming's hand, this person must be sweating too much!Did you make a mistake, it made his fingers sticky.

The young man looked around in distaste, but in the end he had no choice but to squat on the ground and pinch the thick layer of snow.

He pretended to be squeezing snowballs, but he was actually washing his hands, and no matter whether the snow water was dirtier or not, it was better than sticky.

Song Jiaming was out of breath and followed Gu Xunyou's example. It took a while to realize that this buddy disliked the sweat on his hands, and immediately condemned himself in a low voice: "Hey! This is the sweat of the person you have a crush on. You don't keep it for half a year. Washing your hands, how dare you wash them off, it's just audacious!"

Gu Xing smiled and bumped classmate Song, who was squatting next to her, with her butt, and cursed: "Go away, and I haven't washed my hands for half a year. I'll just seal my hands in beeswax and keep them forever."

"Hahaha." The bad friend Song Jiaming also laughed.

The relationship between the two is very good, and it is also so good on weekdays. They are very intimate when they fight and fight, but today they are extraordinarily eye-catching, as if they are afraid that others will not see them.

Master Ji Jun, who has always paid attention to details and observation, glanced at the two of them, walked lazily to his friend Fang Yan, put his arm on the man's shoulder, and said with a faint smile: "Your little secretary is a bit strange today, too contrived." .”

"It's okay." Fang Shao frowned slightly, corrected his friend and said, "Pretentious is not a good word, change the adjective next time."

Ji Shao was dumbfounded and said: "Then tell me, what other adjectives can describe Xiao Xun, who is laughing profusely with Song's son?"

Compared with Gu Xun and Song Jiaming's amicable intimacy over there, Fang Yan actually couldn't hear Ji Junshao's intimate habit of calling Gu Xion "Little Xun" in just a few days.

I have never yelled so frequently before. When calling Gu Xun, he either said "your little secretary" or called him by his first name. When he called "Xiao Xun", he could count on one finger.

Now just follow them back to Xiao Xun's hometown for a few days, and I have heard more nicknames than the sum of all the previous years.

Shen Shen took a look at Ji Junshao, inexplicably and helplessly: "Look at what I am doing, I was driven to sleep on the sofa by you in the middle of the night. And you also know that I am not interested in children."

Fang Yan knew that he was just dissatisfied, simply dissatisfied.

It's his own problem.

"I think you two are very good." Ji Junshao said suddenly, "Since childhood, we have stuck together from morning to night, knowing ourselves and our enemies, and even knowing how many hairs are on each other's buttocks. From now on, we will be best "friends" , will also be the most trusted ally. "

No matter how unrestrained and unrestrained Ji Junshao is, he also knows that he will only have a few years of happy time, and no one else can take his place in the path he will walk. Just like Fang Yan, he was destined to walk a path from birth, and You have to go all the way to the end, walk with your head held high, and walk steadily high, otherwise you will be lost forever.

After all, the market is so big nowadays, every family has a lot of people, every business, every investment, after several generations, who doesn't have a few enemies?

Whenever one's own family is a little bit down, other people can't wait to become leeches and absorb them, how dare they take a wrong step?

So, having such a helper is really more caring and worry-free.

"I never thought of asking him to be an ally." Fang Shao said lightly, "He is Gu X, and he is just Gu X. He doesn't need to do anything for me. He is Gu X."

"You talk about philosophy, why don't you care about getting drunk, ha." Ji Junshao tilted his head and said with the appearance of someone who has experienced it, "I just said that although he is not very smart, you have someone you can trust. That's something I envy. Don't let that trust go away."

The following words are full of warning, and Fang Yan, even a fool, can hear it.

But he didn't answer directly, just said: "What do you mean by not being very smart? He doesn't like to learn. If he starts to study seriously, he will be smarter than anyone else."

Ji Junshao was stunned speechless by these words, twitched the corner of his mouth, and waved his hands, thinking that he was kind, so forget it if you don't listen to persuasion, and don't regret it when the time comes.

But people are always like this, when they are not the parties, they are broad-minded, like to persuade others to let go, persuade others to be magnanimous, persuade others to pay attention to the influence, and pay attention to proportion. !When you meet someone you like, go crazy for it!What proportion, what influence, are not important.

What's more, Fang Shao now feels that Xiao Xun has some feelings for himself. It's just that Xiao Xun is not enlightened in this regard. Maybe he is worried about his family, so he is making self-sacrifice pitifully, and he needs him to guide and guide him as a guide. To protect Xiao Xun is.

After everyone had enough rest, they began to beat persimmons. They alone were definitely not enough, and many villagers came up to help one after another.

At first, Gu Xun felt that there were almost as many people coming, but it didn't take long for another batch to come up, making it seem like the whole village was here, and it was so lively that it was the New Year's Eve.

The uncle was very happy and took Gu Xing to meet the village chief. The village chief was old, but he was smart and capable. He seemed to be able to live for decades. He was more energetic than young people, and he did not lag behind in his work. Seeing Gu Xun is like seeing your own grandson, even if you saw him yesterday, today you still ask Gu Xion if he is living well, how is the food, and finally ask why his father didn't come back.

Gu Xun has always been ignorant of his father's whereabouts. This year, he went back to his hometown without authorization, and he came back by himself because of Fang Yan's courage. It seems that he hasn't spoken to his father yet.

He was a little nervous for a while, afraid that if his father was so powerful and didn't know where Fang Yan liked him, it would be really troublesome!

He returned some words from the village chief in a daze, and he was absent-minded when he was beating the persimmons. The persimmons that fell from his head were still hard, and he smashed his head into two big bags!

"Ah!" the boy yelled in pain.

The actor Song Jiaming, who had a crush on him, immediately took his seat, and ran over with his distressed face distorted. Taking advantage of being closer to Gu Xing, he hugged Gu Xing's waist and asked anxiously, "Are you okay?"

Gu Xun was not used to it, so he subconsciously jumped out. He covered his head like a monkey hiding some bananas, and said, "Don't mess with me, I have a big bump on my head, don't touch me."

Actor Song was embarrassed to be rejected by his partner, so he restrained himself a little, and began to ask sincerely: "How about I take you down the mountain, you have small arms and legs, and I feel uncomfortable just looking at persimmons with such a long pole, and There are too many people here, not bad for the two of us."

Gu Xing covered his head to look for Fang Yan, usually at this time he would always look for Ah Yan.

But when he saw Ah Yan jogging, he thought of something and became afraid, but he didn't dare to tell Ah Yan how uncomfortable, wouldn't that make him seem to like to find Ah Yan to act like a baby?That's something only lovers do, pure men don't act like a baby!

The boy whose eyes were half red got angry, and said to Song Jiaming with a sullen face, "Hurry up, let's go down the mountain. You tell Ah Yan, I won't tell him anymore." His voice was nasal, as if he had been smashed It hurts.

Gu Xun is really sad, he wasn't very smart in the first place, but don't make him stupid again.

The eldest young master of the Fang family, who was gradually approaching, called Gu Xun's name before he arrived: "Gu Xun."

Gu Xun is a clever person, and he is used to being called XiaoXi by Ah Yan, but he feels intimidated by his sudden name, he immediately turns around and dare not leave, staring blankly at him with distressed eyes.

Song Jiaming wanted to tell Fang Yan that they were going down the mountain, but before he opened his mouth, Fang Yan interrupted him: "I'll take him down the mountain, don't bother you."

Just say what you want, without giving Song Jiaming time to think, he dragged Gu Xing down the mountain.

Song Jiaming stood blankly for a while, thinking that he was the character who had a crush on Xiao Xun, how could he back off so easily, chased after two steps, but stopped immediately after two steps, hesitating as if he shouldn't go.

He watched from afar the back of Fang Shao and Xiao Xun going down hand in hand, and always felt that this scene was extremely harmonious.

Xiao Xun was dragged away like that, and he didn't turn around to ask him for help. On the way, Fang Shao, who was always condescending and indifferent in front of outsiders, even wanted to squat down and carry Xiao Xion, as if he was afraid that Xiao Xi would get tired from walking.

It was obvious that the head was injured, but the feet were not injured.

Song Jiaming saw that the two figures who were getting further and further away merged into the snow covered mountain, and occasionally a tree of snowflakes suddenly fell on the two of them like feathers, it was like a fairy couple.

Does Xiao Xun really dislike Fang Yan?

Song Jiaming thought to himself, maybe Xiao Xun doesn't even know about this issue.

The author says:

If you have to ask, whether you like it or not, Xiao Xun thinks it doesn't seem to be that important.

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