Because girls enter puberty earlier than boys, during sixth and seventh grade, girls who are relatively more mature often view boys in their classes with a degree of disdain. This is why there is a relatively high rate of cross-grade romantic relationships in junior high school.
Zhang Xinyu comes from a well-off family, and her childhood experiences have broadened her horizons compared to her peers. For the same reason, her mental age is also older than others. Therefore, subconsciously, she is more likely to be attracted to more mature men. The wisdom that Chen Bing displayed in his speech, along with his humble and mature words, touched her heart.
This psychological change manifested outwardly as her staring intently at Chen Bing's back after hearing his words, standing there stunned for a long time.
This scene was witnessed by Ma Shaolong, who was standing nearby.
The boy felt a mix of emotions. He pursed his lips, then looked away and continued laughing and joking with his roommate.
After the morning military training ended, the hungry soldiers flocked into the school cafeteria, then went to the window to get two meat dishes and one vegetable dish, followed by a bowl of self-service soup in a stainless steel bowl, a couple of soft white steamed buns, and then sat down at their class seats to feast.
"Pah! Ugh, this eggplant stew with meat is so awful!" Cai Kunnan has loved eggplant since he was a child, and when he saw that there was eggplant for lunch today, his joy was indescribable.
But when the chopsticks excitedly put the eggplant into his mouth, the child's face immediately contorted.
"How did you do that? The eggplant is not only greasy and hard, but the sour and rotten smell hasn't been removed at all."
Unconvinced, Cai Kunnan picked up another piece of eggplant and tasted it, but this time he immediately spat it out.
"Ugh, this tastes awful, everyone, don't eat this."
Jiang Yu, who was sitting next to Cai Kunnan, didn't take these words to heart. In the past, his family was not well-off, so he had developed a good habit from a young age—not to waste food.
No matter what the food tastes like, whether it's salty or bitter, as long as it doesn't give him diarrhea, he'll finish it all.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yu felt a little smug, then picked up a piece of eggplant and put it in his mouth.
Oops! This eggplant is poisonous, you can't eat it!
Meanwhile, at Yunxuan's home, Chen Bing also picked up a piece of eggplant stew with meat and put it in her mouth.
"Mmm! Aunt Xuan, your cooking is excellent. The flavor is rich and the texture is wonderful. The eggplant in the dish has fully absorbed the deliciousness of the meat juices, becoming soft and tender, while still retaining the unique aroma of eggplant."
After hearing Chen Bing's exaggerated words, Yun Xuan covered her mouth and laughed.
"It's not that exaggerated. You're just trying to flatter your Aunt Xuan, aren't you?" After finishing her meal, Yunxuan happily cleared the table, humming a cheerful tune as she did so, looking quite pleased with herself.
Seeing her mother so happy, Shang Yunmiao felt a strange, indescribable feeling.
"Chen Bing, do you like eggplant?" The little girl put one hand on Chen Bing's shoulder, her gestures quite intimate. It seemed she had kept her promise to Chen Bing at school that morning, her intimacy with him increasing significantly once they arrived home.
"Eggplant, I really like it if it's cooked well." As he said this, Chen Bing couldn't help but recall the eggplant stew with meat that had dominated his three years of junior high school in his previous life, and a chill ran down his spine.
The school cafeteria chef, for some reason, insisted on making his eggplant stew with meat two or three times a week, even though it was clearly terrible.
Shang Yunmiao didn't have mind-reading abilities, so she couldn't discern Chen Bing's inner thoughts. However, based on what Chen Bing said, Shang Yunmiao knew that Chen Bing liked delicious food.
"I helped my mom make braised pork when I was home not long ago, and it was delicious."
"Really? That's amazing."
Realizing that Chen Bing had been dismissive, Shang Yunmiao was a little unhappy. She pouted her cute little lips, but quickly reassured herself.
"Chen Bing, if you like delicious food, I can learn from Mom and cook for you often, okay?"
Wow, what an angel!
Seeing Xiao Shang's serious expression, Chen Bing couldn't help but sigh. In a few years, after the awakening of "feminism" fueled by capital speculation, there will be far more young women who can't cook than young men.
And if a cute and well-behaved girl like Shang Yunmiao suddenly earnestly tells you that she wants to learn cooking and cook for you, wouldn't you be touched? Chen Bing was certainly touched, feeling a sense of relief that her daughter had finally grown up and knew how to be filial.
He solemnly placed his hand on Shang Yunmiao's head and gave a satisfied "hmm".
"Of course, I won't forget my mom and dad either."
After a short rest at home at noon, Chen Bing and Shang Yunmiao were sent to school by Yunxuan for military training.
After the afternoon military training ended, as agreed with Yunxuan beforehand, Chen Bing took Shang Yunmiao out of the school gate alone, and then found a small restaurant near the school gate to have a quick meal.
It was alright; the spicy Kung Pao Chicken tasted pretty good. Although it wasn't as good as what I eat at home, it was still much better than the food at Devil's Diner.
After returning from outside the school with Shang Yunmiao, the two strolled around the campus for a while. Once they had digested their food, they returned to the classroom before the evening self-study bell rang.
Fang Anmin, who had been waiting on the podium for a long time, picked up a stack of letters and handed them to Ma Shaolong and Zhang Xinyu after everyone in the class had arrived.
"Come on, distribute these, four to each person."
It's worth mentioning that a small incident occurred when Ma Shaolong received the letter from the homeroom teacher; he accidentally touched Zhang Xinyu's hand.
Upon realizing this, Ma Shaolong felt quite embarrassed. He stood there awkwardly, staring at Zhang Xinyu, but she simply ignored him and went about her work.
After realizing what was happening, Ma Shaolong immediately went to distribute the letter paper.
After a brief period of chaos, the class returned to calm.
After confirming that everyone had received a letter, Fang Anmin began, "To give students something to do during evening self-study, our school requires everyone to write a diary entry every evening during military training to record their feelings at that moment. From today, Monday, until Thursday, one entry per day for four evening self-study sessions."
You need to write carefully, as they will be collected after military training, and the teachers will look at them one by one. Also, if you write well, you can have your work read aloud at the commendation ceremony on Friday.
The students were initially unhappy when they heard they had to write a diary entry every day. But when they heard that well-written entries would be read aloud at an awards ceremony, their dissatisfaction instantly turned into excitement.
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