After returning home, Yang Peiqing went directly to the room. What''s tightly packed in the schoolbag is the application form and the small book.


    The school has given a week, which is not long or short, and it seems that there is no time to think about it. Yang Peiqing sat in front of his small table, confused.


    Since senior three, Yang Peiqing''s atmosphere at home has been a little depressed. Senior three has always been a sensitive word. Although Yang Peiqing has never heard what Yang''s father and mother said about their expectations, Yang Peiqing also knows that they are also very nervous.


    College entrance examination, carrying not only their own pressure, more is a family battle. Every day when Yang Peiqing comes back, Yang''s mother will turn off the TV. Even if the TV is turned down, it won''t disturb her at all.


    Parents are a pair of honest people, have not experienced much of the world. Life of poverty, but never complain about anything, give her daughter no pressure, just hope that her daughter can strive for their own.


    I have no way to tutor my daughter''s homework. Yang''s father and mother will only try their best to give Yang Peiqing the best learning environment at home. Even if it is to speak, as long as Yang Peiqing is gentle at home, there is no deliberate to ask for anything.


    Yang mother now more time to do things, is constantly changing the way to Yang Peiqing do nutritious meals. As a mother, now her daughter has to face the most cruel battle. What she can do is to keep her daughter''s nutrition.


    Senior three is really a brain drain. Anyway, Yang Peiqing feels that naoren has a little pain every day. Then more is his mother Yang soup, Yang mother is very attentive, almost like Lee Myung Bak had healed.


    Every day is to change the way, see Yang Peiqing today a little bit more to eat, tomorrow this dish is the main. So under Yang''s mother''s love, in the tense senior high school, Yang Peiqing is not thin at all, but also plump a lot.


    For most people, senior three seems to represent sweat and hard work as well as yellow tired face, only thin is serious reading.


    So Yang Peiqing often ridicules himself. Even if he is a senior, he is fat. It seems that he has no chance to lose weight.


    The thoughts in my mind are in a mess and float far away. Yang Peiqing thinks of the current situation of her family, sighs and looks back to her little book.


    The dense small words on it are just like Yang Peiqing''s mood now. They are in chaos. They seem to be whistling and spinning in their own minds.


    Many, many school names, different provinces, different scores, different cultures, different majors, and different people are all in Yang Peiqing''s head, but in the end they all converge into one point, Kyoto University and Lee Myung Bak.


    Only these seven words hover in my mind until the end.


    In fact, Yang Peiqing has no idea about majors. What she only knows is that what she only wants in the future is a plain life, and she still believes that she can live a good life in the future.


    University is just a time stage in her rebirth life. It was nothing but chaos now.


    She also knows that it''s because of that person, the contact with herself has gradually faded, the name that has been hanging on the school playground for nearly a year, and the legendary name that has been handed down one after another. It''s called Lee Myung Bak.


    Mother Yang came out of the room and saw the light in Yang Peiqing''s room shining slightly. I knew it was my daughter who came back and didn''t say a word. I went to the kitchen and started a day''s research on almost all the prepared dishes in the menu.


    Because everything was almost ready before, mother Yang soon prepared the dinner at home. To the door of Yang Peiqing''s room, Yang mother gently knocked on the door, "Qingqing, have a meal."


    Yang Peiqing, who is in her own thoughts, is pulled back to reality by her mother''s words. "Good." As Yang''s mother said, Yang Peiqing looked down at his little book.


    Got Yang Peiqing''s response, Yang''s mother continued to go to the restaurant, busy with food and so on.


    Before long, Yang Peiqing came out and set the dishes on the table as usual. The dishes are still full of color, fragrance and nutrition.


    But today''s Yang Peiqing is sitting here, but he is in no mood. What''s in his coat pocket is like a hot stone pressing heavily on his heart.


    "Qingqing, eat. Go to bed early tonight. " Yang mother gently said to Yang Peiqing.


    Yang Peiqing nodded unconsciously. There were only two lonely people''s bowls and chopsticks on the table, just like before. Looking at the empty theme, Yang Peiqing couldn''t help asking, "does Dad have to work overtime tonight?""Well, yes, it''s not that busy these days. You eat first. You don''t have to wait for him Yang mother answered, urging Yang Peiqing to eat.


    So Yang Peiqing also had to nod to show that he knew, and then picked up the chopsticks and began to eat with a little bad taste.


    I also know what this is because of, since I was in senior three. Not only are you busy, but even father Yang is busy. I work overtime almost every day and come back very late every day.


    Although both parents said it was because of the busy work, Yang Peiqing knew what the real reason was. At the beginning, Yang Peiqing really thought that his father worked overtime every day because of his busy work.


    But until one day, Yang Peiqing overheard Yang''s father call to ask his friends to find more things and do part-time jobs. Yang Peiqing just realized clearly, father''s this kind of tiredness is for what.


    It''s not because I''m in senior three. With the end of the college entrance examination, my college life will come soon. When the time comes, I''m afraid there will be more things, such as college tuition and living expenses.


    Although there is only one child at home, Yang Peiqing knows it. I''m afraid the cost of university is huge, and I know I can''t afford it in my family.


    Dad, this is not to save more money so that he can go to college at ease. That day Yang Peiqing, heard the content of the phone and Yang''s father''s good intentions, quietly went back to his room.


    But the heart is more sure of a thing, that is, after they must treat their parents.


    He lowered his head to eat quietly, because many things were in his heart, so Yang Peiqing had a bad taste. Just a little bit to eat a small bowl of rice, put down the chopsticks.


    "What''s the matter, Qingqing? Is the food not good today Yang''s mother can naturally feel Yang Peiqing''s disgust, so she quickly asked.


    Yang Peiqing gave Yang''s mother a forced smile, "no, I went to eat some snacks with my friends this afternoon, so I''m not very hungry."


    Qiao Dongrui''s relationship with Yang Peiqing has been getting better and better this year, so Yang''s mother also knows that her daughter has a very good heterosexual friend. And because she believed in her daughter, mother Yang never thought much about it.


    "Oh, after Qingqing, you can eat that kind of thing once in a while, you know?" For Yang Peiqing like to eat roadside snacks, Yang mother has no opinion, and also feel that the taste is very good. But no matter what, children can''t lose their appetite.


    Nodding, Yang Peiqing put down the chopsticks. Looking at Yang''s mother eating quietly, there was a clattering sound of the key coming out of the door.


    Yang''s mother, who was still eating, quickly got up and went to the door. It was Yang''s father who was planning to open the door. Every time mother Yang can listen so timely and then open the door, maybe this is because of love and tacit understanding.


    "So early today? Come on, wash your hands and go to dinner. " Yang''s mother took the bag from Yang''s father and said.


    Father Yang seems to be in a very good mood today. His tall body comes in and his face is smiling. See Yang Peiqing naturally smile more comfortable, his most satisfied with the most proud is the daughter''s.


    "Qingqing, have you eaten yet?" Every time Yang''s father is at home, he will communicate with Yang Peiqing as much as possible.


    Yang Peiqing doesn''t see his father very often. Naturally, he is also happy. "Well, Dad, you''re back. Eat first. "


    Then Yang''s mother was busy for a while, helping Yang''s father with the meal alive, and waiting for Yang''s father to sit down to eat.


    Usually at this time, Yang Peiqing went back to his room to review his lessons, or even more, he was in a daze in his own small room. Today''s Yang Peiqing is still sitting here. At the beginning, there is nothing.


    When Yang''s mother had finished eating, she watched Yang Peiqing sitting here and watching Yang''s father eat. Finally, she couldn''t help asking, "Qingqing, why haven''t you gone in today?"


    "Tomorrow is a holiday. I want to have a good rest. I haven''t talked to my parents for a long time, so I didn''t leave. Mom, you don''t think I''m bothering you and dad to eat alone, do you Yang Peiqing still hasn''t got rid of the habit of being poor.


    Unexpectedly, mother Yang''s face turned red quickly. In Yang Peiqing''s ambiguous smile, Yang''s father couldn''t help laughing.