Lu Xiaofan glanced at Bei Luqing and said embarrassedly, "Brother, you know, I don't speak very well, and my English is average."

Bei Luqing turned his head halfway through listening, and Lu Xiaofan pointed his finger and said, "Brother, the taxi is here."

A taxi stopped in front of him. Lu Xiaofan opened the door, and Bei Luqing turned his head and got in. Lu Xiaofan closed the door for him, stood there and bent over to the window and said, "Brother, have a good trip."

"Xiaofan, will you come tomorrow?" Bei Luqing got in the car and suddenly rolled down the window and asked.

"Come, come!" Lu Xiaofan answered this, Bei Luqing had already rolled up the window, and the car drove away. Lu Xiaofan

stood at the street corner and greeted the taxi until it disappeared before turning back. Bei Luqing was a busy man. When he lived with him before, Lu Xiaofan didn't see him every day, and even less in the past two years. Every time Lu Xiaofan had something he couldn't solve, he would bite the bullet and go to see Bei Luqing. Ever since he moved out of Bei Luqing's place, he had thought about not going to Bei Luqing's place again. But when things happened at home, he realized that he could not find any other way except to go to Bei Luqing.

Naturally, when he left, Bei Luqing did not try to keep him, and when he came, Bei Luqing did not reject him. So Lu Xiaofan was very tactful. He never brought the traces of his occasional relationship with Bei Luqing at night into the daytime. It was like a night had passed. No matter how intimate they were in bed, he would not think that his relationship with Bei Luqing would be any different during the daytime. In fact, there has always been no difference, but now Lu Xiaofan feels that he is more aware of this than before. Bei Luqing's world has nothing to do with him, Lu Xiaofan.

Lu Xiaofan waited until the taxi that sent Bei Luqing disappeared on the street before returning. Bei Luqing was a man of very few words. He usually asked people to guess what he meant. He would not say anything that was too plain, and he would not pay much attention to people who were too stupid. Unfortunately, Lu Xiaofan did not seem to be a smart person. Because he didn't even guess correctly at the beginning, Lu Xiaofan didn't guess anymore. In short, remember to be polite and know what's good for you. 

When Bei Lvxin saw him coming in, she rolled her eyes at him, then stood up and went upstairs, as if she had been waiting downstairs just to roll her eyes at Lu Xiaofan. To Lu Xiaofan, Bei Lvxin was his legitimate family, just like his father and mother. If the relationship with Bei Lvxin could be a little more normal, Lu Xiaofan felt that life would be very good. 

In fact, when Bei Lvxin's child of unknown origin was accidentally miscarried, they also went through a honeymoon period. At that time, Bei Lvxin was in a low period, feeling that she had no future and longing for other care. Lu Xiaofan served her tea and water, warmed her feet and warmed porridge, which really touched her. 

But when she got better, the society that she had completely left behind was hooked up again, and Lu Xiaofan's flatness and mediocrity quickly cooled her enthusiasm. After all, most women would rather serve a man they admire than be served by a man they despise. 

Of course, Bei Luxin is the kind of arrogant and proud woman. She won't make a fuss if she's not satisfied. She'll just ignore him and roll her eyes. For people like Lu Xiaofan, digesting other people's rolls of eyes is better than digesting food. This can probably be regarded as the instinct of human survival. 

Lu Xiaofan went back to the kitchen and washed the remaining dishes. Then he went back to his room and took out the newly bought securities newspaper from his briefcase. He read the contents of the newspaper, the stock price, and even the prices of various futures commodities in the gap. 

Lu Xiaofan looked at those codes and numbers one after another. With his experience in the Bei family and in the capital for several years, he knew that if he wanted to make money in this, he could do it with Bei Mosha's words. This is a speculative market with all kinds of power and money. Many people who can turn the tide here have complicated relationships with the management. Lu Xiaofan couldn't help but think of Bei Luqing's salon again. 

After being scolded by Aunt Lin at the first salon, Lu Xiaofan was very good at admitting his guilt. However, when the salon came the next week, he sat there again, which made the Bei family lose face. In fact, Lu Xiaofan attended every salon of Bei Luqing seriously. Although he could understand only a limited number of words, he took notes for each limited word at night. 

Bei Luxin and Aunt Lin could only blame him behind his back. It was not easy to ask him to leave when guests came. Every time Lu Xiaofan moved a stool to sit over, the children of high-ranking officials who attended the salon would greet him politely. Lu Xiaofan thought that this meant welcoming him, which made Lu Xiaofan even more enthusiastic and insisted on attending every salon. 

As for the 30 yuan pocket money given by the Bei family every month, Lu Xiaofan used to smooth out the paper bills with his hands and hide them as soon as he got them. The money disappeared like a stone sinking into the sea. But one day, Aunt Lin found out that Lu Xiaofan had gone out and bought a large stack of books, including English books, notebooks, and a cassette player. 

Aunt Lin watched Lu Xiaofan run in with a large stack of books, and was stunned for a long time before she said behind his back: "He really did it!" 

In addition to being passionate about learning English, Lu Xiaofan suddenly fell in love with making soup. He specially bought a book called Cantonese Classic Soup and cooked it himself. After cooking, he put the soup in an insulated box and rode his bicycle to deliver it to Bei Luqing, who was also studying at a university in Haidian District. 

When Bei Luqing saw him standing at the door of his dormitory wearing a newly bought blue shirt, a pair of black-framed glasses, and a insulated box in his hand, he was indeed stunned for a moment. Lu Xiaofan not only brought soup, but also packed up all the dirty clothes that Bei Luqing had not had time to wash and threw away and took them back. 

However, since then, it has become a well-known thing on campus that Bei Luqing's brother-in-law sends him soup. Lu Xiaofan sends soup to Bei Luqing, just like he does every time he attends a salon, watching Bei Luqing drink soup with the same admiring eyes as when he listens to Bei Luqing's opinions. For Lu Xiaofan, getting Bei Luqing's approval of the soup, even if it is just a rather plain nod, is a great affirmation of his entire person. 

One evening, Lu Xiaofan had just put the prepared soup in the insulated box, and Aunt Lin received a call from Bei Luqing saying that he was coming back for dinner, so Lu Xiaofan didn't need to send soup. Lu Xiaofan was actually very happy that Bei Luqing could come back for dinner, because anyway, Bei Luqing was the person he had the closest relationship with since he arrived in Beijing, even better than his nominal wife. 

Bei Luqing came home for dinner more and more often, and Lu Xiaofan didn't have to send soup to school anymore, and sometimes Bei Luqing would stay at home. In Lu Xiaofan's opinion, it was because Bei Luqing liked to drink the soup he made. 

This stimulated Lu Xiaofan's enthusiasm for learning Guangdong cooking. He not only learned how to make soup, but also learned how to make porridge, fish fillet porridge, and lean meat porridge. Every time Bei Luqing came home, Lu Xiaofan would come up with various ways to make soup and porridge for him. 

In order to make porridge, he specially bought a second-hand coal briquette stove and lit a fire early in the morning. The green smoke of the half-cooked coal billets faced Bei Luxin's window, which always caused Bei Luxin's angry scolding. Lu Xiaofan hurriedly used a Pu fan to fan in the other direction. After a winter, Lu Xiaofan's arms were fanned into two small meat balls. 

After Bei Luxin's miscarriage, Lu Xiaofan's situation became embarrassing. The Bei family no longer had any worries, so what should he do as a cheap son-in-law? Fortunately, the Bei family did not mean to burn bridges after crossing the river. Bei Mosha said that this was a good thing. If you don't have children, you might as well concentrate on reviewing and retaking the college entrance examination. Bei Lvxin only snorted coldly and did not object to Lu Xiaofan's retaking the college entrance examination. Aunt Lin kept reminding Lu Xiaofan to remember the great kindness of the Bei family and claimed that there were not many kind families like the Bei family. 

Lu Xiaofan nodded repeatedly, as if he was not the son-in-law of this family, but a hired worker. 

What really made Lu Xiaofan energetic was the support of Bei Lvqing. After he came back from the re-examination, Bei Lvqing came back every day to tutor him. This greatly improved Lu Xiaofan's grades, especially English. Lu Xiaofan's level was improving by leaps and bounds. 

In the last mock exam, Lu Xiaofan performed above his level and got a score that could get him into R University. This surprised almost everyone. Not only did Bei Lvxin roll her eyes less, but even Aunt Lin said fewer words.

Lu Xiaofan's confidence grew. That weekend, at Bei Luqing's salon, he specially moved a stool to sit next to Bei Luqing and expressed his own opinions. Everyone seemed to listen to everyone's opinions with a smile. Lu Xiaofan felt that life was like a sail full of wind, and it was smooth sailing. In order to get into the thinking of these high-ranking officials' children, he specially bought a lot of newspapers to study and write down the opinions he wanted to express.

Unfortunately, he rarely had the opportunity to use these opinions, because every time he held a salon, Bei Luqing would forget to ask Aunt Lin to buy something, such as Fengnian sausage and Quanjude roast duck.

Lu Xiaofan took the lead and immediately rode a shabby bicycle to buy them excitedly. Unfortunately, there were a lot of people buying these things every weekend. He always lined up to buy them back. The salon was also coming to an end. Everyone ate a few bites of his food, said a few words, Xiaofan worked hard, and then dispersed.

For Lu Xiaofan, being able to do things for Bei Luqing, that can't be called hard work, it is a kind of honor and trust.

One day he went to buy a roast duck and happened to run into Old Wu. Old Wu waved at him from the black car. When he learned that Lu Xiaofan wanted to buy a roast duck for Bei Luqing's salon, he hurriedly said, "What a big deal! Why didn't Luqing tell me?!"

Old Wu asked Lu Xiaofan to get in the car and took him directly to the lobby manager of Quanjude. After a few pleasantries, a waiter came over with a shiny roast duck that had just been taken out of the oven. The skin was cut and packed. From beginning to end, it only took Old Wu and the lobby manager a few words with a smile, and there was no delay at all.

The manager said affectionately, "In the future, just call me for this kind of thing and I'll ask someone to send it over.

I won't let you run all this way!" Old Wu smiled and said, "I'm just looking for an opportunity to be lazy and come out for some fresh air!"

When Old Wu sent Lu Xiaofan home, the roast duck was still piping hot.

Lu Xiaofan brought the duck and saw Lin Ziyang, Bei Luqing and some boys smoking and chatting in the yard. Lin Ziyang smiled and said to Bei Luqing: "Is Lu Xiaofan in your family your brother-in-law or your wife? He serves soup, cooks porridge and washes clothes?"

Bei Luqing smiled and said: "He came from the countryside. He has to find a balance point in my house. He can do whatever he wants to do!"

"Let me tell you, Luqing, if you continue like this, it will seriously affect your image as a celebrity in our school!" Lin Ziyang laughed.

One boy laughed and said, "Other things are fine, but every time he speaks at a salon, I have to hold back my laughter until my insides hurt! I have to listen to him talk about politics at least ten times a night. Your smart opinions, my smart opinions, damn, everyone's smart opinions." (Note: Lu Xiaofan pronounced the word "Politic" as "political"

and said to another boy with a pinched throat, "I think the situation in our country is still very serious..."

The other boys burst into laughter at what he said. Another boy held back his laughter and shook hands with him, saying, "The international situation is also serious..." "

Okay, what's the big deal? Look how impatient you are. You don't allow ordinary people in our remote rural areas to express their smart views on the international situation!" Lin Ziyang scolded with a smile, and he turned to Bei Luqing and said, "A while ago, Zhuo Xin had a relative, the son of a director of the Foreign Economic and Trade Commission of a development zone, who also wanted to come to our salon. He tried to curry favor with him for a long time and informed several people, but Zhuo Xin himself vetoed it because he was afraid that people of this level would bring trouble to our salon. If your brother-in-law comes to our salon to make fun of us again and the news gets out...we are just showing off and seeming to be very high-class, but after all this fuss, people think we are just a funny salon..."

Bei Luqing said lazily, "What's the big deal? A duck among a group of swans won't make you a duck, as long as you are not a white duck. I'm just looking for something new, it will only be new for a while, and then it's over. You know we are not on the same level, why are you still fussing about it!"

Bei Luqing spoke, and everyone laughed a few times and changed the subject.

Lu Xiaofan squatted at the door. This was his first lesson in Beijing. There are many ways to express superiority. Not every way is to put it on your face like Aunt Lin does, and not every smile represents welcome.

The arrogance of people living in the imperial city is in their bones. The sense of superiority of the children of high-ranking officials exists in their hearts. They may be very polite and courteous to you, but that kind of politeness and politeness is only because they feel that they are not on the same level as you, and they don’t even bother to show disdain. Lu Xiaofan also understood that city people have a kind of intimacy called politeness. For example, Bei Luqing was very intimate with himself, and he was actually very polite, because in his eyes, he was just a duck mixed in with a group of swans.