I just want to be quiet

From the ancient building back to LH, it drove for nearly forty minutes.

At night, he drove the car directly to the underground garage of the neighbouring community, opened the trunk, took out the suitcase, opened it, took out a bottle of Montachy, and then brought a gift.

To be honest, there are some things that he can't take home now, mainly because they can't explain; the explanation is not clear, and the two of them have to worry about messing around outside.

Qin Ming didn't want his parents to worry about him, because he was too old.

After the identity problem is resolved, buy a high-end residential area for the second old man, or a villa, so that the two can enjoy the happiness.

My mother said before that she wanted to travel,

Never been to the beach,

It's a pity that Dad has been at work and is not free.

Although my dad doesn't say anything, I guess he wants to go on a trip with his mom. When the time comes, I will arrange for the two of them and want to go there, but it is best to be in the country. The language exchange in other countries is not convenient, and some are too dangerous.

After thinking about it, he had left the complex with his suitcase and walked towards the opposite side.

There are basically no people on the road at this point, and the lights in the community are dimly lit.

He got on the elevator and went to the fifth floor. He knocked on the living room door gently.

"coming."

He knew this point. When he knew he was coming back, his parents wouldn't go to bed early. They would definitely watch TV on the sofa, talk about family life, and eat melon seeds.

The living room door opened, and Xu Wanqiu teased, "Why don't you live outside?"

"Her parents are at home."

"Change your shoes, by the way, where did you go to play, is it fun?"

Listening to her mother's tone, Qin Ming knew that she also likes to play, but family conditions do not allow it: "Normally, I brought you gifts."

"Bring us gifts back, do you have enough flowers?"

"Sure enough."

Qin Ming smiled and opened the suitcase and put the red wine on the table: "Dad, here is for you. This is soap. It's easy to wash."

"Red wine, what do you buy soap, you have at home."

"I bought it very cheaply."

Xu Wanqiu looked at Qin Ming: "Mine."

"Don't worry."

Qin Ming couldn't laugh or cry, and handed her the jam and silk scarf, a specialty of Fa country: "I heard that the jam is from a foreign country. You can add some to the cooking, and it can be eaten with bread. It's delicious."

"This silk scarf feels very comfortable, how much is it."

"It's also very cheap, a hundred dollars."

"The quality is so good."

Xu Wanqiu touched the silk scarf, feeling good a bit too much, much better than what she had bought before: "Where did I buy it, I would have asked you to buy two more. I will give your aunt and the others a few."

"It's unique in the scenic spot, it's not sold outside, you can use it yourself."

Qin Ming lied calmly. Now he lied without flushing and heartbeat.

"That's it."

Xu Wanqiu felt it was a pity that he put the jam in the refrigerator and put the silk scarf in the kitchen.

Old Qin sat on the sofa looking at the wine: "You are going to school tomorrow, are you coming back so late?"

"Get up early tomorrow and go there without delay."

"Well, play and play, study can't be delayed." In other respects, Old Qin was too lazy to talk about it. From novel to age, 18-year-olds should have their own opinions.

Qin Ming closed the suitcase: "I'm going to rest first, you guys rest early."

"Ok."

On the sofa, Lao Qin looked at the red wine, feeling a little moved. At least his son has grown up. It is better to have filial piety than anything else: "Late autumn, what about my bottle opening thing?"

"On the refrigerator, take it yourself."

"Pour me a glass, there are ice cubes in the cabinet below."

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Back to his room, Qin Ming tidied up the things, and brought soap to Tang Jingbin and Xia Feixiang tomorrow, and perfume for Yu Youwei and Meng Ning...

There is no wine cellar for wine,

Put it in the apartment first,

To be honest, he is not very good at tasting wine. He usually drinks it in a glass, and now he can only store it when he buys it. But in a few years, the Montachy of 82 years will not be able to drink it. It is too wasteful.

You can’t drink white wine in the first place, so it’s better to borrow flowers to present the Buddha and give it out as a gift.

Now Qin Ming has more ideas, and his vision has broadened a lot.

Qu Hanyue couldn’t play games recently, and Qin Ming didn’t really want to play alone. He took a shower and went to bed...

Dididi...

Mu Qingxue: My mother said, let you come to my house for dinner on Saturday.

Qin Ming: ...too fast.

Mu Qingxue: Yes, but my mother said it was just for dinner, not to see the parents. Anyway, you have seen my dad.

Qin Ming: All right.

Mu Qingxue: Hmm.

After replying to the message, Qin Ming switched to WeChat again and sent a voice to Shana.

Toot toot...

"Qin Ming, are you home yet?"

"Just got home, how was your place?"

"I have dinner in the school cafeteria, and I will face my new classmates tomorrow. I am a little nervous. When will you come to see me?"

"Please, I just got home."

Shana said slowly, "Well, it feels like the jet lag is less and a lot less, what time is it on your side?"

"Ten p.m."

"It's late, you can rest first."

"OK, good night."

"good night."

When she hung up the phone, Shana couldn't bear to continue to disturb him. It was a blessing for him in the morning, and she had another day on the plane during the day.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Ming sent another message to Yu Youwei and started chatting.

Although he experienced a bad battle in the morning and drove another ten-hour flight during the day, he was really not tired. Who made his physical fitness different from ordinary people? It didn't matter all night.

But now he has a regular schedule, so he fell asleep after talking for a while, after all, he has to go to school tomorrow.

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In the early morning, Qin Ming woke up from his dream, and the force majeure dream saw Shana and Mu Qingxue together...

He can only think about this kind of thinking in a dream.

In reality, it is estimated to be cut off.

Looking at the time, it was only six o'clock in the morning, but he still got up resolutely, went to the toilet to wash, and it was half past six if he did anything.

"Dad, Mom, I'm going to school first."

"Stop breakfast?"

"I have to get things when I go, and I just have something to eat on the way."

After speaking, he left the complex with his suitcase, and then walked into the opposite complex, stuffed the suitcase into the trunk, and left the complex with a kick of the accelerator and went straight to Xinjiekou.

This time is not bad. Because Qin Ming drove faster, he arrived at the Kylin Building at 7:10 and walked upstairs with two boxes of wine.

Press the elevator,

I swiped the pass,

He pressed the floor when the elevator showed the green light, ascended quickly, and then stopped steadily.

Ding Dong...

"Hello there."

A woman in a low-moon Hungarian costume smiled and greeted, and then asked: "Are you a new resident here?"

"Yes."

"I am across from you and opened a'dress up experience hall'."

The woman was about twenty-seven, looking at Qin Ming: "How much is the rent for a year?"

"I bought it directly."

Qin Ming probably guessed it. The other party probably asked about the rent.

The woman was stunned, and then she was very surprised: "Huh!?"

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry, I'll talk about it next time."

"Oh, good."

Looking at Qin Ming's back, the woman was a little curious. It would cost tens of millions to buy it. Wouldn't it be okay to have the money to buy a high-end residential area? What kind of apartment came to buy?

perhaps,

This is the rich man,

The young family is really rich.

Qin Ming opened the door of the room and walked in with a drink, arranged the drink, and picked up a bottle of 82-year-old Montache.

After thinking about it, he brought the bottle of white wine produced in 1870 from the "Egan Château", but he couldn't drink it anyway. It would be tens of thousands of euros, which is not too expensive. .

Leaving the Kylin Building, he navigated straight to Caida.

The road was a bit jammed, so that it was already eight o'clock when he arrived at school, and the main reason was to go to Xinjiekou and was delayed. He had known the evening was over.

At this point, Qin Ming simply let go of his mentality and dragged his suitcase towards the complex.

...

"Please come in."

It rang the office, and there was a sound of lack of breath.

Qin Ming pushed the door in and looked at President Tang, who was sitting at his desk, with a touching expression on the Mediterranean Sea: "Uncle Tang, early."

"Xiao Qin, have you changed your mind?"

"no no."

Qin Ming opened the suitcase and said: "This is not going to play on National Day, and getting a good bottle of wine is of no value to me. If you think about it, you should be interested, so I will bring it to you as a gift."

liqueur?

Principal Tang's eyes lit up and slowly stood up.

Qin Ming took out the wine and put it on the table carefully: "This wine was salvaged from a sunken ship. The vintage is so old that I can't drink it and I can only store it."

"Let me see."

Principal Tang came over curiously and carefully held up the liquor bottle. The text on it was a bit corroded, but he could barely see the year: "1870!?"

"Yes."

"Hey... It costs a lot of money, right?"

Principal Tang was moved. They had no other interest. They just liked to collect small things. It would be better if there were years. For example, he had a friend who liked to collect food stamps, rare paper money and the like.

Qin Ming said with a smile: "With a little heart, you like it."

"Haha...you kid, the ball game in school will start in a while, starting from the department." Principal Tang carefully put the wine on the shelf and laughed twice.

"Uncle Tang, I almost forgot to go to class, I'm leaving now, so busy."

"For college level, you have to participate in school level..."

"we'll see."

Qin Ming spoke more casually, and the other party probably didn't care.

Leaving the principal’s office, he went back to the dormitory, put down his suitcase and ran to the classroom;

The substitute teacher is teaching at this point,

Qin Ming quietly entered through the back door, and the teacher just glanced at it and said nothing.

That's how it is in the university, it is very free.

That's how it is said, but it still depends on the teacher. If the teacher's personality is more so, if you remember you, your average score may drop.

Dong Chenshu sighed. As the monitor, it is difficult for her to handle it. Compared to Qin Ming, Yu Youwei is okay at least to listen. This is really not abiding by the order.

Of course, if it doesn't affect the class, the teacher probably won't say anything. The grade is his own business.

For this rich second generation, his performance is estimated to be a number.

Without disturbing the others, Qin Ming sat down next to Yu Youwei, "Is Zhang Chun not back yet?"

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