Yan Hang hugged his head and rubbed it: "Sometimes I suddenly think you are cute."

"I think too." Chu Yi said.

My dad did go back to his hometown this time, to be precise, Yan Hang's hometown. After all, my dad has no father or mother, and only he knows where his hometown is.

He changed his tombstone to a new one, and the words on it were the same as before, which means that Yan Hang's name was added to the erected person.

"I originally wanted to write about the tomb of the Wild Donkey," said my father, "The old man would not do it if he carved the stele."

"Your wife is about to jump out and be anxious to you, you are crazy," said Yan Hang.

"I have put all the things I have put here in the tomb before," said my dad, "It's a souvenir. I'll be my dad again in the future."

"Yeah." Yan Hang smiled.

"I'm going back at the beginning of the month," said my dad, "before your birthday."

"Can you give me some normal gifts this year?" Yan Hang asked.

"Yes," said my dad, "When is it not normal to give gifts?"

"...Okay," Yan Hang sighed, "Just come back, don't worry about the gift."

My father did not reveal his subsequent itinerary, and he would call him two or three days later. Two times he heard the wind was very strong and the sound was very floating, as if he was standing on the top of a mountain.

"I don't know where to go," Yan Hang gritted his teeth while flipping through his friends' circle of friends, "I didn't take me."

"You will not go there," Chuyi was flipping through the book next to him.

At the end of the month, he took the junior certificate and read the book very hard every day. He could answer his words every time, which made Yan Hang strongly suspect that he could not take the exam this time.

"Do you have a fake on the 11th?" Yan Hang said, "I want to go out and have fun."

"I don't know, Eleventh is still there, it's been a long time," said Chuyi.

"I..." Yan Hang was halfway through and saw a circle of friends posted by his boss before.

The boss has never posted a single Moments for ten thousand years. Sometimes he can see him in his contacts. Yan Hang feels that he has never added his friends.

The eldest daughter posted a photo of a store that is being renovated. It is not large in size. It can be seen that it is a Western restaurant. The text is to make your own Western food.

"You think you were the boss before?" I came here at the first day of the first year of the Chu Dynasty.

"Yeah," Yan Hang nodded, "It seems like he has opened a store by himself."

"Are you envious?" Chu Yi asked.

"I don't envy you," said Yan Hang. "You give me money to open a store now, but I can't do it either. I don't have enough experience and don't understand too much."

"This is humble?" Chu Yi looked at him in shock.

"Do you think I am as shameless as you?" Yan Hang said.

"You said that you are handsome, you are not humble at all, you are humble at all." Chu Yi said.

"What do you mean by the truth?" Yan Hang said, "and you don't tell lies like you, cute, cute."

"I'm not, aren't it cute?" Chuyi asked.

"Cute." Yan Hang turned his head and kissed him.

Chu Yi smiled, lowered his head and pointed at his cell phone: "Be your own, what does it mean?"

"I don't know," Yan Hang thought for a while, "he doesn't want to make customizations, he wrote a book to let customers control the taste they want to... "

"Do you want to go?" Chuyi asked.

Yan Hang looked at him and said that Chu Yi is worthy of being his dog... boyfriend, and often what he thinks is, Chu Yi can guess without a second.

"I'll ask first." Yan Hang said.

"Then ten, eleven, I can't go out to play, that's all." Chuyi put the bat on his shoulder.

"What a cute thing, what a cute thing," Yan Hang slapped him with his backhand, "People may not be recruiting people, and recruiting people may not be able to... I am not familiar with him, so I will ask first."

"Yeah." Chu nodded, "Don't be nervous."

Yan Hang glanced at him and laughed.

"If it were me, I would be nervous," Chu Yi also smiled, "It's okay for a while, and it won't be done."

"It's okay, you don't have to look for a job now," Yan Hang said, "I'm not nervous."

Yan Hang is not without this feeling of nervousness. He usually calls to ask about work, but he won’t be nervous.

He glanced at the time and called the boss.

"Xiao Yan?" The boss answered the phone.

"It's me," Yan Hang smiled, "Good afternoon, Brother Tang."

"Why did you remember to call me?" The boss's tone was still similar to before, quite serious.

"I saw you posting photos." Yan Hang didn't go around the corner.

"Oh, I've built a shop with my friend," said the boss, "try a new form."

"Did you mention it in your book?" Yan Hang asked.

"You... are you really reading my book?" The boss seemed a little surprised.

"I've seen it," said Yan Hang, "I'll see it all after I get it."

The boss sighed: "You are probably the first assistant to finish reading my book."

"I leave some time to read every day," said Yan Hang, "I will read your books as a textbook."

The boss laughed, was silent for a while and asked, "Do you want to come here and try it?"

"Well, I think it's quite interesting." Yan Hang said.

"Then you come and try it tomorrow. I don't guarantee that I can use you," said the boss. "Now there are no people in the store."

"It's okay," Yan Hang said, "I'll just study."

Chuyi was a little bit more memorable today. Even if he met a customer who was even more nagging than Li Xiao, he still pointed and guided him. When changing the belt, he was almost pushing him away and fucked himself. When he started, Chuyi knew that he didn't know anything about this person. In order not to hurt him, Chuyi's hand was slashed hard, and when he took it back, his fingers were already purple.

"Why are you accidentally?" The customer was stunned at first sight, no longer feeling proud before.

"Go out." Chu Yi pointed to the door.

"Fill it with water first," said the customer.

"You go, outside," Chuyi still pointed at the door, "wait."

"Okay, okay," the customer turned around and walked out, "Roll."

My fingers were chopped and dipped in hot sauce, and it was like a pain. I haven't experienced this pain for a long time in the first year of junior high school. I probably haven't been beaten for too long...

The last time I changed the engine, I was hit and my foot didn't hurt.

He squatted on the side of the car, took out his cell phone and took a photo of his fingers, and sent it to Yan Hang.

After looking at the time again, he felt that it was not suitable. At this moment, Yan Hang should have been trying in the boss's store... so he quickly sent another one.

-Don't worry about me

"Have you watched too many Tianlei dramas?" Yan Hang called him an hour later, "Send a miserable photo and then ask me if you say nothing about me..."

After thinking about it in the first year of junior high school, I couldn't help but be happy: "I didn't mean it, I'm afraid you will be in the interview."

"I'm just interviewing," Yan Hang said, "pretentious thing."

"I'm done with the meeting?" Chu Yi asked, "How is it?"

"How do you do your hand?" Yan Hang didn't answer him and sighed, "Last week, I'm hitting my foot, this week, is your auto repair casualty rate a little too?"

"No one died." Chu Yi said.

"I'll ask you how to do it!" Yan Hang said.

"I had a belt clip," said Chu Yi, "it's no longer, it hurts."

"I'll come back and rub it for you." Yan Hang said.

"That will hurt, it will hurt so much." Chu Yi smiled.

"Then the fuck is coming back and you'll smash it for another two!" Yan Hang said with a tweet.

Chu Yi smiled for a long time and didn't say anything.

"The boss asked me Zhou to go to work," said Yan Hang.

"Really?" Chu Yi's voice was raised, "Is he going to work?"

"Well, their form is to set up a small table, and the guests sit there and watch, match the taste, and then make it delicious," said Yan Hang. "This is not a big innovation, and he, the guest, has a higher participation."

"I don't understand," said Chuyi.

"If you don't understand, please interrupt me in time, so that I can't say a lot of things." Yan Hang said.

"I am happy, I like to listen to you and speak." Chu Yi smiled.

"Get out," Yan Hang said, "I'll kill you when I'm back."
To be continued...