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Jiang Qing put down her phone. How could this damn Lin Dagou be so bad at insulting others?
But for the sake of the notes, I'll let him go this time.
Jiang Qing thought quietly as she drew on the book, picking out the answers she knew. She filled in the answers for the questions she knew, crossed out the unfamiliar ones, and circled the ones she was only half-familiar with. Ten minutes later, her eyes were sore from the endless stream of circles and crosses.
To change her mood, she picked up a notebook again and wrote her name and date neatly on it.
May 7th sunny smile
Today is my first day back, back to high school. Although the school is still so plain and simple, the cafeteria aunt’s cooking skills are, in one word, amazing.
Sweet and sour spareribs, really delicious!!!
As for the group of familiar and lovely classmates——
Song Shuang is still the same as I remember, talkative but very cute; Wang Huaqiang still likes to eat snacks; Zhang Kuo, our beloved old class teacher (gritting his teeth), loves to scare people from the bottom of his heart. Seeing his big face appear in front of me today, I was so scared that I almost had a heart attack.
Ye Meiyan's words seemed to indicate that I hadn't interacted with her much at the moment, but it didn't matter. We would become good friends in the future. I would go and make friends with her tomorrow, and one day in the future I would tell her, "Look, I was brave enough to reach out my hand first." (This is the emphasis)
As for Lin Nanyan, cross it out, cross it out. Lin Dagou. Seeing him again today, I realized how cute he was in high school. I remember him being so cute as a kid. Maybe this is the price of growing up? (I don't quite understand)
However, Lin Dagou was quite smart in high school and answered many of my questions.
I am grateful that his smart brain can be used by me, I praise wisdom and praise everything.
While recording, I heard my father's voice outside the door: "Jiang Jiang, it's time to eat."
"Wait a moment, it will be done soon." Jiang Qing replied. She hesitated for a moment and started writing.
PS: Maybe a lot happened back then, maybe not.
But when I saw Lin Nanyan, who knew nothing about his future in high school, I suddenly realized that all my resentment, complaints, and confusion were meaningless.
Time has not passed, things have not happened yet, and the Lin Nanyan in front of me cannot give me any answers I want.
For me, the most important thing now is to put aside all distractions, and nothing else matters.
Learn it till you drop!!!
After finishing quickly, she hurriedly covered the notebook and walked towards the living room.
As soon as she pushed the door open, she smelled the aroma of food. She took two deep breaths and said, "It smells so good. Dinner must be delicious."
Jiang Shanhai was setting the table while taking chopsticks from the kitchen. When he heard his daughter's praise, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes: "Of course, don't you see who made it?" As he said that, he puffed out his chest.
"Ahem, Comrade Lao Jiang, you shouldn't be too arrogant." Jiang Qing sat at the dining table and looked at Wang Hong.
She picked up a piece of eggplant and said, "Look at the knife skills. It's obviously the work of a master. The edges and corners are so clear. He's becoming more and more skilled."
Wang Hong blinked: "Okay, stop talking nonsense." How could the eggplant have clear edges after being fried?
Jiang Qing looked at Wang Hong's uncontrollable upturned mouth and felt that the family couldn't survive without her. Look at Comrade Old Jiang, he couldn't even say a nice word, nor did he know how to praise his mother's knife skills.
"Mom's knife skills and Dad's cooking skills are all this." Jiang Qing gave a thumbs up, "They are definitely the best team."
She put the eggplant in her mouth and had to admit, she wasn't exaggerating. Her father's home cooking was absolutely top-notch, especially to her taste. It was salty, fragrant, and soft, with a bite full of the tomato juice. It was so delicious.
Jiang Shanhai looked at his daughter's big forehead as she ate happily, and felt very pleased that his cooking skills were not learned in vain.
Wang Hong lowered her head and drank two mouthfuls of the porridge. This porridge was cooked by her and it tasted very good.
She tapped the edge of Jiang Shanhai's bowl with her chopsticks: "Your daughter wants baked potatoes. I've cut them up and put them in the refrigerator. You can bake them for her after dinner."
"Okay." Jiang Shanhai agreed with a smile, "Jiang Jiang, whatever flavor of baked potatoes you want, Daddy will make it for you."
Jiang Qing took her head away from the bowl and added, "It should be spicy, with a hint of sourness. The most important thing is that it's a little spicy. I like spicy food."
Having said that, he thought for a while and said, "Let's have half spicy and half mild. I don't know if Lin Nanyan has eaten yet, I'll bring him some."
Jiang Shanhai nodded. "Okay, I understand. We still have some leftover steamed buns and vegetables. You can give them to him later."
Jiang Qing nodded twice and continued eating.
Lin Dagou, look how conscientious I am. You lent me your notes and made a lot of money.
Downstairs, Lin Nanyan looked at Jiang Qing's reply and instantly imagined her servile appearance, and couldn't help but smile.
Putting down his phone, Lin Nanyan stopped wiping his hair, letting the water droplets fall from his hair, leaving large patches of dark red marks.
He opened the refrigerator feeling refreshed, and the cold air hit him in the face. There were only a few bottles of mineral water in the empty refrigerator.
He took out a bottle, unscrewed the lid and gulped down a few gulps. With his other hand, he closed the refrigerator door, opened the freezer layer below, and took out a bag of frozen dumplings.
With a few long strides, he pulled out a small electric frying pan from the kitchen, filled it with water, and plugged it in. With one hand propped on the countertop and the other hand picking at the sticky notes stuck to it, Lin Nanyan took advantage of the pause to memorize English words while the water boiled.
The water vapor slowly rose, gradually blurring his handsome eyebrows and eyes.
A few minutes later, Lin Nanyan opened the packaging and put the dumplings in one by one, stirring them with a spatula to prevent them from sticking to the pan. The plump white dumplings were tossed back and forth by the spatula.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Lin Nanyue put down the spatula, walked across the living room, and opened the door naturally.
What suddenly appeared before his eyes was a stack of potato chips sprinkled with cumin, mixed with the fragrant aroma of barbecue and food.
"Thump, thump."
When the food was put down, a smiling face came into view.
"Do you want to smell it?" Jiang Qing stuffed the food in her hand to Lin Nanyan, "Hurry up, it tastes better when it's hot."
Lin Nanyan took the delicious meal, followed Jiang Qing into the living room, and closed the door.
Jiang Qing skillfully changed her shoes into the pink slippers placed on the first layer of the shoe cabinet. Without waiting for Lin Nanyan to speak, she strolled around the kitchen.
"I told you that you haven't eaten yet. You eat frozen dumplings every day, and you don't feel sick of it."
Lin Nanyan placed boxes of food on the table without even looking up. "The dumplings are delicious. There are pork, corn, and shepherd's purse fillings. It's nice to eat them in different ways."
"The most important thing is..." Jiang Qing added for him, "It's convenient, right?"
Lin Nanyan sorted out the plastic bags one by one, stuffed them into a large packaging bag, and put them aside.
"Don't you understand that?"
"Convenience doesn't mean it's delicious, nor does it mean it's nutritious. If you eat this every day without me feeding you, I think your height will only stay this way." Jiang Qing gestured up and down Lin Nanyan's body with her hands and sighed exaggeratedly.
This exaggerated performance is enough.
Lin Nanyan's eyes twitched as he looked at the short man in front of him: "Why don't you take a look at yourself first."
He stood up, and Jiang Qing's view was suddenly blocked by the suddenly tall figure.
Lin Nanyan is 1.89 meters tall, and Jiang Qing is about 1.6 meters tall. The height difference of nearly 30 centimeters immediately widens the gap.
The distance between the two was so close that from Jiang Qing's perspective, she could only see Lin Nanyan's clear jawline.
Looking up along the smooth lines of the white neck, there are drooping eyebrows and hair wrapped in moisture.
Damn, this damn height difference.
Jiang Qing also wanted to grow taller, but after a few years of rapid growth in junior high school, she never grew any taller. At that time, Jiang Qing proudly showed off in front of Lin Nanyue.
Unexpectedly, after one summer vacation, she suddenly discovered that Lin Nanyan's height was also growing rapidly, and soon he was much taller than her.
It’s all tears if I talk too much.
She changed the subject and looked at Lin Nanyan who was wearing a large red T-shirt. The dark red color made his exposed skin look even whiter.
"Your clothes are nice, bright and elegant, and they make you look several shades brighter."
Lin Nanyan wore a red T-shirt and black pants, with red lips and white teeth, looking like a real academic master.
He took a few steps back, glanced at his clothes, and followed her topic: "The clothes are nice, I just bought them. If you want them, I'll place an order for you." The styles are of the same size, suitable for both men and women.
Jiang Qing had just picked this topic randomly, but the more she looked at him, the more she liked him.
"Okay, it looks good on you, and it should look good on me too."
With its clean lines, fitted shape, and cute letter embroidery on the chest, Lin Nanyan's outfit was clean, handsome, and lively. The more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became.
"What material?" she asked.
"Pure cotton. I took a look when I bought it, and they have small sizes. You should be able to wear it."
Jiang Qing nodded continuously, "Not bad, not bad. Go ahead and buy it. I'll ask my dad to transfer the money to you later."
She had been using an old-fashioned phone in high school, and online shopping and games were far away from her.
But Lin Nanyan is different. His phone is a smart phone with all kinds of functions, so when she goes shopping online in high school, she usually asks Lin Nanyan to do it.
"No, this is enough." Lin Nanyan pointed to the food on the table.
"That's fine, let my dad cook for you."
Jiang Qing sold her father's cooking skills without hesitation, just as Lin Nanyan was spending money to improve his life.
"Okay, let me see if the dumplings are cooked." Lin Nanyan did not refute. Having been together since childhood, he has become accustomed to this "transaction model".
He went into the kitchen, unplugged the power cord, brought out the dumplings, and then placed a small dish of vinegar on the table.
Jiang Qing sat cross-legged on the carpet, her hands intertwined, very ceremonially: "OK, our feast begins."
She took the lead and picked up a potato chip sprinkled with chili powder and put it in her mouth. "Hmm, it really tastes like this, spicy and fragrant. Try it."
She took it straight from the pot, not having tasted it yet, so she had no idea what it tasted like. She picked up the slightly spicy potato chips and put them in the bowl next to her.
"Come on, why can't you eat spicy food? I tell you, the spicier the potato chips, the better they taste. Chili is the soul of barbecue."
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