Chapter 282 A Perfect Ending
The sky outside the street gradually darkened and night enveloped Zhennan County.
The two turned into a clay pot soup restaurant with a strong sense of smokness, and steam was coming out of the door.
The lights inside are bright, there are more than a dozen tables and chairs, and many people are dining in.
"What would you like to eat?" The lady boss looked up at the young couple in front of her. "The store is having a promotion. If you spend more than thirty yuan, you can get free snacks."
What the local clay pot soup shops sell and whether they are delicious or not all depends on the cooking skills of the owners. Some shops make soup that looks like washing pot water, while others are extremely delicious.
This shop has been open for more than ten years, and the walls are all blackened. However, the interior is very clean, and you can see the kitchen structure behind the glass from a distance.
This shop sells stir-fried dishes and clay pot soup, as well as noodles.
Jiang Nian glanced at the menu on the wall, turned around and asked Zhang Ningzhi in a low voice for her opinion.
"What do you eat?"
Zhang Ningzhi glanced at the menu on the wall and seemed a little hesitant.
"It will be all right."
Jiang Nian glanced at her, feeling quite helpless.
"Then I'll ask the boss lady if she has this dish called Zhizhi."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi gently pushed him.
"Why are you so annoying!"
"It's genetics, my mom is the same." Jiang Nian unscrupulously put the blame on Li Hongmei. The mother is kind and the son is filial, and Li Hongmei's number one anti-fan.
"But she only does this to me. She prefers younger girls."
Hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi breathed a sigh of relief. She thought Jiang Nian's mother was the kind of person who was difficult to get along with, but on second thought, maybe it was just the opposite.
After all, anyone who can always tolerate Jiang Nian must have a very good temper.
What if I gave birth to a son like Jiang Nian?
Hiss~scared.
The proprietress just held a pen and paper and watched the couple bickering with a smile.
It looks like a big customer, one order is equivalent to two orders.
This was indeed the case. The two of them ordered two more expensive stir-fried dishes and two soups. The total cost was over sixty yuan, which the boy paid for.
The meal was free, and came with a smashed cucumber and a small plate of peanuts.
After sitting down, Jiang Nian asked.
“Have you eaten here before?”
Zhang Ningzhi shook his head and spoke slowly.
"Either eat at home, or eat the cucumber noodles at the school gate or..."
Jiang Nian was stunned, remembering the last Sunday he had off. He couldn't hold back when he bought braised pork rolls and milk tea for Li Qingrong at the school gate.
"Your mother won't let you eat?"
"Not really, I just rarely eat out." Zhang Ningzhi said honestly, "Because school is over soon, it's convenient to go home."
"Oh, I see." Jiang Nian understood.
First of all, you need to have a house close to the school, and secondly, someone needs to cook at home. And the food is better than what is sold outside, so naturally you won’t eat out.
Jiang Nian lived quite close to home, but he had to cook for himself when he got home. Both his parents had to work to earn money to save up some for his wedding gift.
A family of three. No, including Xu Qianqian who lives next door. All five of the two families are taking a lunch break outside, and there is basically no one at home during the day on weekdays.
The store was noisy and the two of them were chatting quietly at a table in the corner.
Zhang Ningzhi looked at the gorgeous street scenes outside, the cars coming and going, and the students passing by, and suddenly began to talk about family matters in a low voice.
"My parents had a fight the day before yesterday because..."
The stir-fried dishes and clay pot soup were served. Jiang Nian listened to her carefully while breaking open a pair of disposable chopsticks and handing them to her.
At the same time, he scalded the spoon with hot tea, wiped it clean with paper, then poured hot tea over it again, and scalded it once more before putting it in her bowl.
"Eat first, it will be cold."
"oh."
Zhang Ningzhi lowered her head to drink the soup. Perhaps because she was afraid of getting fat, she seldom took any dishes with her and only ate a little rice.
Perhaps because he thought Jiang Nian was a good listener, he spoke again after eating for a while, talking about his parents and his own troubles.
"Oh, I don't know what to do next."
The conflict between Zhizhi's parents is just a "conflict" and does not affect the stability of the family.
In Jiang Nian's opinion, nothing was a big deal except the separation of life and death. So he didn't bother to persuade her, and just found a panacea.
"Go to college." Jiang Nian put down his chopsticks and glanced at her. "We'll talk about the future later. You'll be free when you go to college."
"Okay." Zhang Ningzhi said what was in her heart, and most of her worries disappeared.
The two walked out of the store, and there were lights everywhere. After solving the problem of stomach, there was only one thing left.
That is to go to the express store near the school gate to pick up the package.
So the two of them started walking back.
Zhang Ningzhi thought of this meal as a date, so she tried to talk more in the soup restaurant and make the process as "perfect" as possible.
Now, the original nervous mood has slowly disappeared.
The night breeze blew on her face, and she suddenly smiled.
Suddenly, Jiang Nian stopped when passing by a boutique.
"Go in and take a look."
"ah?"
Zhang Ningzhi followed him in obediently, and before she could even take a second look, a hair band was handed to her. He didn't give it to her, but just gestured at her hair.
He seemed to be observing the effect before handing it to her.
“Do you like this color?”
Zhang Ningzhi took a look and nodded.
"Um."
Hearing this, Jiang Nian picked up the hair band in her hand, looked around and bought two. Then she asked the boss the price, scanned the code, paid and handed it to her.
"This is for you. It suits you very well."
"Thank you." Zhang Ningzhi suppressed the corners of her mouth that were about to rise, deliberately remained reserved, and unilaterally announced that the date had come to a perfect end.
My heart was a little sore from the emotions, and they were surging up from my chest.
If there was no one around, she would probably be unable to resist covering her eyes with her hands to hide the tears that were welling up in her eyes.
At this moment, she could only take the opportunity of turning her head to blink, gently covering up the emotions that had been surging in the last second, and suddenly nothing happened.
"Thank you, Zhizhi." Yao Beibei received the friendship cushion given by Zhang Ningzhi.
"Uh-huh."
Group 6.
Huang Fang didn't expect that Zhang Ningzhi would send her along as well, and she was immediately flattered.
"Thanks."
Ma Guojun also thanked him. He had never bought a cushion. He occasionally stole Li Hua's worthless 28 yuan cushion, but now he has received a better one.
"Damn it, it has to be something sent by the eldest lady. Li Hua's cushion is so shabby and not useful at all."
Li Hua was also ecstatic at first, but was suddenly splashed and became unhappy.
"What do you mean by that?"
"truth."
"Akashi, you bastard who hates the poor and loves the rich."
"Stop talking so much. Where is today's drink?" Ma Guojun stretched out his fat hand.
"I bought drinks for our group. What does it have to do with you, an outsider?" Li Hua blushed a little and was about to start scolding.
Ma Guojun said, "Jiang Nian said that his share should be left to me as inheritance."
Li Hua: ".Fuck."
Wu Jungu and Zeng You were the only ones in the group who did not receive cushions, but this was not a benefit for the group, so the two did not care too much.
Wu Jungu has a cushion of his own, but he rarely uses it. Zeng You claims that his butt is the best cushion, and it is comfortable no matter where he sits.
All I can say is that Emperor Zeng You was screwed.
Evening reading.
Jiang Nian took the mop and went to mop the floor outside the classroom, thinking about asking for leave to practice driving at noon tomorrow.
I was wondering whether I should tell Lao Liu now.
Just as I was thinking about it, a figure sneaked out from behind the classroom.
Wang Yuhe stepped on the corridor several times in front of Jiang Nian, then raised his middle finger at him and ran into the classroom quickly.
Jiang Nian was stunned, wondering what this person was doing?
I just mopped the floor!
If you have something against me, just step on me. Why step on the floor?
Suddenly, a voice floated by.
"What about mopping the floor?"
Hearing this, Jiang Nian looked up and found Yu Zhiyi looking at him with a smile. Most likely, she had just arrived and walked leisurely across the floor he had just mopped.
"Hehe, sorry."
"Fuck you!"
Jiang Nian rolled up his sleeves and mopped the floor for a while, then stood in the corridor to rest for a while. After a while, just as he was about to play with his phone, he turned around.
Damn, the ground has been stepped on again.
Qianbao looked at the floor, then looked at Jiang Nian who was leaning on the mop.
"Good mopping."
After saying that, he pretended nothing happened and went into the classroom, walked around and came out from the back door. He stomped along the corridor.
Finally, he patted Jiang Nian on the shoulder and made an encouraging gesture.
"Keep going."
Jiang Nian: “.”
After leaving Class 3, Qianbao took a look at tomorrow's class schedule.
I found myself having two consecutive classes in Class 3 in the morning and one class in Class 2 in the afternoon, which meant I had two hours of free time in the morning.
She thought about it and contacted the driving school instructor.
"Can I practice driving at 10am tomorrow?"
The person was typing for a minute or two and took a long time to reply.
"A VIP student has also made an appointment. I'll ask him first."
"Forget it." Qianbao didn't care too much.
After a while, Tian Yongsheng from the driving school replied.
"He said it was okay, he just wanted to get familiar with the car, it wouldn't take up much time. He was in a hurry to eat lunch at noon, so we could practice together."
Qianbao glanced at the message, thought about it, and replied.
"That's fine."
During evening self-study, Tao Ran collected the revised weekly science test papers.
under.
Zeng You continued to do his own thing, sitting in a corner reading novels.
Wu Jun Gu reminded him, "The math homework is due soon."
Zeng You didn't even raise his head, "I'll copy it later."
Jiang Nian heard this and thought to himself, byd, it's time to stay healthy in the third year of high school. Just as he was sighing, he turned around and saw a class teacher standing at the back door, and he almost had a cardiac arrest.
"Fuck!"
Li Hua was digging a hole on the table. Hearing this, he turned around and made three fake moves in one second.
"Akashi."
Old Liu had a clear goal, and locked onto Zeng You, who was leaning against the wall. With a serious expression and without blinking, he walked directly to the second to last row.
“Take it out!”
Zeng You looked up blankly and met Lao Liu's gaze.
"What?"
"Cellphone!" Lao Liu didn't want to waste time talking to him. "Don't say so much. Come out first."
Zeng You did as he was told and stood up, speaking awkwardly.
"Teacher, I really don't have any."
"Stop talking nonsense!" Old Liu said sternly.
After Zeng You came out, he searched him first, using his sleeves to feel his clothes pockets and the pockets on both sides of his pants. But he didn't find his phone, so he went to the seat to look for it.
After searching high and low, he still couldn't find his phone. He only found a fifty-cent copy of a hilarious campus comic, which he finally took away.
After Lao Liu left, the people in Group 6 were confused.
"Zeng You, where's your cell phone?"
"No, who brought a cell phone?" Zeng You sat back in his seat and pointed at Jiang Nian, "I hate people who slander me the most, don't become like that."
As he said this, he took out his cell phone from his crotch.
Jiang Nian: “You”
"Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, don't despise the young and poor." Li Hua began to chant directly, "The great emperor has the supreme prestige, and those who praise my true name will have eternal life."
"Fuck, Zeng You, you are really invincible."
After hesitating for a moment, Wu Jungu opened his mouth and asked.
"Aren't you going to wipe it off?"
Zeng You smiled evilly and continued to use it.
"I don't mind."
Soon, three evening self-study sessions were over.
Jiang Nian raised his head and stretched his neck. Every time he finished his homework, it was usually time for the third evening self-study session. He had no extra time to do anything else.
But now that he has laid some foundation, the pressure is not too great.
Perhaps the only thing I was not used to was that the class monitor's seat was pushed under the podium in the first row of the second largest group, which was a world away.
It’s not as convenient as the previous two weeks where the front and back rows can be used for chatting occasionally.
Li Qingrong had just finished writing a test paper and looked up out of habit.
When I saw the multimedia podium appearing in front of me, I was stunned for a moment.
Last Sunday at noon, when the whole class was moving desks after school, she realized that she had to move to the first row, and she couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.
(End of this chapter)
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