Chapter Thirty-Three: Begging and Waiting for Food

Xu Yihuan and Tan Zhixu parted ways at the school gate.

Today's Chinese exam questions weren't difficult, but she didn't finish her composition.

It's not because there wasn't enough time.

I was simply tired of writing by hand.

This is the last mock exam for senior high school students, the closest they've ever been to the actual college entrance exam.

With such results, it's hard to say whose youth will be amazed.

Just thinking about Wu Qingqing's possible reaction made Xu Yihuan smile, but her affectionate peach blossom eyes showed no emotion at all.

The remaining exams also passed quickly.

Xu Yihuan chose science, and her last exam was biology.

It didn't end until after 6 p.m.

Fortunately, it doesn't get dark very quickly in May.

It was still somewhat bright around 6 a.m.

Xu Yihuan walked out of the school with her schoolbag on her back.

They didn't encounter Zhou Yanzhe again along the way.

Instead, she encountered Sheng Yuhuai.

Whenever Xu Yihuan sees Sheng Yuhuai, she is reminded of her past life.

If I remember correctly, Sheng Yuhuai wanted to go to the Central Academy of Fine Arts, but he was only a few points short of the cutoff score, so he went to the China Academy of Art instead.

However, if one eventually becomes Master Meng's disciple, then it doesn't really matter which school one goes to.

After all, resources are plentiful.

It's a pity that Master Meng's disciple ended up in Jiangjin South...

Xu Yihuan was quiet for a moment, then started chatting casually.

"This chemistry test seemed super easy; I even had twenty minutes left to check after I finished."

Upon hearing this, Sheng Yuhuai's eyes widened.

"Is it easy? I don't know how to do it at all."

Xu Yihuan raised an eyebrow and gave Sheng Yuhuai a disdainful look.

"Practice makes perfect."

Sheng Yuhuai was furious at the look Xu Yihuan gave him.

"Hmph, you just wait, there's no way I'll be bad at chemistry!"

Sheng Yuhuai is very competitive, and after Xu Yihuan's words, he'll probably be furiously doing two sets of practice papers when he gets home that night.

Seeing Sheng Yuhuai's reaction, Xu Yihuan couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile.

In his past life, Sheng Yuhuai's chemistry was actually a weak point among art students.

I just don't know why, but when the final results came out, I failed this subject.

Regardless of whether it involves Elder Meng or not.

We can't leave him with any more regrets.

Only with high grades can one have choices.

Then you can go wherever you want, right?

However, you shouldn't push people too hard.

Xu Yihuan coughed twice to change the subject.

"It's getting late, would you like to come to my house for dinner?"

"My dad isn't home, so Aunt Wang made salted egg yolk and pork rice dumplings today. Don't you love Aunt Wang's rice dumplings the most?"

"After you finish eating, take some with you so I don't have to bring it to you again."

In the past, it was common for them to wander around and freeload meals.

Upon hearing this, Sheng Yuhuai's eyes crinkled with joy.

"OK!"

The food cooked by Xu Yihuan's aunt is delicious.

The rice dumplings they make are absolutely delicious!

He thought about it for a long time when he was training in Beijing, but unfortunately he never had time to come back.

Even if I come back, I'd be too embarrassed to ask the auntie to make zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) for me.

Having finally gotten this opportunity, Sheng Yuhuai went home with Xu Yihuan.

Like a puppy, it doesn't need to say anything when someone holds a bone; it just wags its tail and follows behind.

Xu Yihuan took Sheng Yuhuai back to Lishui Bay.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw two familiar figures sitting upright on the sofa.

Meanwhile, Wang Ma stood aside to greet the guests.

The sound of the door opening rang out.

Zhou Yanzhe and Wu Qingqing, who were on the sofa, both looked towards the door at the same time.

When Zhou Yanzhe saw Xu Yihuan at the door, a hint of pleasure flashed across his face.

But the moment he saw Sheng Yuhuai, his expression darkened.

Wang Ma saw Xu Yihuan's figure.

I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Miss is finally back.

Zhou Yanzhe and the others have been here for quite some time. Although they don't say it, it's obvious they've been waiting for Miss.

She's an elderly woman; she can't possibly entertain these two young children.

Wang Ma walked to the door.

"Miss, you're finally back! Young Master Zhou and the others have arrived, and they've brought zongzi (sticky rice dumplings). They're waiting for you to come back!"

Behind Xu Yihuan, Sheng Yuhuai's happy voice rang out.

"Wang Ma! I'm here too!"

When Wang Ma heard the voice, her eyes immediately lit up.

She had always liked Sheng Yuhuai; she was childlike and guileless.

Every meal is like a praise machine.

"Young Master Sheng! Oh, it's been so long since I've seen you, you've lost weight."

"Come in quickly, the food is just ready."

There was no trace of unfamiliarity in his tone when he mentioned Zhou Yanzhe and the others; it was all familiarity.

In contrast, Zhou Yanzhe and Wu Qingqing, who were left standing to the side, looked rather awkward.

Xu Yihuan's gaze fell on Zhou Yanzhe.

Wang Ma immediately understood and explained with a smile.

"Oh, Young Master Zhou and Qingqing are here to deliver zongzi (sticky rice dumplings). The Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon."

Zhou Yanzhe also stood up, intending to greet Xu Yihuan, but his words took an unexpected turn.

"Xu Yihuan, why are you only coming back now? And you're still with Sheng Yuhuai."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yihuan raised an eyebrow.

He casually replied, "Yeah, I just got back."

"Now that the gifts have been delivered, don't worry, we will send someone to deliver our return gifts in person in a couple of days."

Xu Yihuan's voice was indifferent, clearly indicating that she wasn't very interested in the zongzi they had given her.

Upon hearing this, Wu Qingqing and Zhou Yanzhe's expressions turned awkward.

It sounds like they give gifts just to get this kind of return gift.

Zhou Yanzhe took a deep breath.

Remembering what Chen Zhiyuan had said, she forcibly suppressed her temper.

Thinking about the task that had come up, I immediately changed the subject.

Why did he come back with you?

Zhou Yanzhe was talking about Sheng Yuhuai, but his eyes were fixed on Xu Yihuan.

Sheng Yuhuai never expected that he would have anything to do with this.

He pointed to himself in surprise.

"Me? Of course I came back to have dinner with Xu Yihuan. It's so late, don't you guys have any dinner at home?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to Sheng Yuhuai.

Sheng Yuhuai had a look on his face that was both obedient and confused.

Xu Yihuan was trying hard to suppress her laughter; Sheng Yuhuai was actually quite convincing at pretending to be innocent.

Zhou Yanzhe's face darkened, and a low-pressure atmosphere permeated his body.

Others may not know, but Wu Qingqing does.

They came here to deliver things, all at the request of Zhou's mother.

Before leaving, Zhou's mother gave them some instructions.

If you're going back very early, then you might as well not go back at all.

The implication is that it would be best to eat here before going back.

Wu Qingqing was originally unwilling to come along.

However, Zhou's mother specifically asked her to come along.

"Qingqing, you and Huanhuan are deskmates, so why don't you go with Aze? It'll help you develop a better relationship as deskmates."

Zhou's mother would not give up any "connections" that she could use.

Wu Qingqing pursed her lips, recalling Zhou's mother's hypocritical face.

A sense of unease washed over me.

But she still endured the disgust and pitifully opened her mouth.

"Huanhuan, you know about my background..."

"How could he insult me ​​like that..."

As Wu Qingqing spoke, her eyes began to redden.

"Perhaps we are too polite, always feeling that it's not right to visit someone's home without bringing something, and when we speak, we can only endure being humiliated."

"Oh Huanhuan, we didn't mean to blame you. After all, we are all your guests, and I can understand you."

As she spoke, Wu Qingqing gave Sheng Yuhuai a suggestive glance.

Zhou Yanzhe remained silent, his expression indifferent, staring intently at Xu Yihuan.

But I suppose he agrees with what Wu Qingqing said.

Upon receiving the signal, Sheng Yuhuai immediately exploded!

"Seriously? Are you crazy? What's it to you that I came over for a meal and drinks? Did I offend you? Let me tell you, not only did I not bring anything, I'm taking something with me when I leave!"

Sheng Yuhuai stood with his hands on his hips, continuing to deliver his message.

"You two, weren't you embarrassed enough by fighting over a seat at the restaurant last time? Now you've even come to my house?"

"Why are you so shameless?"

"Returning gifts? A few zongzi are considered gifts? Haven't you ever seen anything good before?"

"Huanhuan! Send someone to my house later, and I'll give you the Moutai my dad buried underground!!"

Wu Qingqing's face turned pale and then red as she was being talked to.

He couldn't help but look at Xu Yihuan.

This guy has gone too far, isn't Xu Yihuan going to protect them?

If any outsider had dared to speak like that before, Xu Yihuan would have given them a good scolding and kicked them out long ago.