The few snowflake cakes were stuffed into his pocket by Yan Zhao, and his trousers were bulged. After a while, he seemed to think it was too stupid to bulge like this, and he took them out and threw them into his schoolbag. After that, he continued to sleep on his stomach.
There were four classes in the morning, and after class, students swarmed into the cafeteria.
Jiang Rui's body, although good grades and good looks, but due to physical reasons, she is too introverted, and only Zhang Jiajia is a good friend in the class. Zhang Jiajia lives near the school and usually goes home for lunch at noon, while Jiang Rui goes to the cafeteria alone.
After the meal, I passed the small woods outside the cafeteria, and there was a basketball court beside the woods. Although the sun was shining at noon, there were many students on the court who were sweating and chasing basketball.
Jiang Rui saw a few familiar faces in it. They were from the second and eighth class of high school, Yan Zhao's group, all of them were strong and sweaty.
She stopped and glanced at it, and someone noticed that several boys winked.
Wang Xiaodong waved at her and shouted, "Have you finished your meal so soon?"
Jiang Rui also raised the volume slightly, "Aren't you guys faster?"
Wang Xiaodong laughed, "I haven't eaten yet, I'll go after the fight."
He didn't eat any food, he had an empty stomach, and he had to play ball at noon on a hot day. He was indeed a teenager.
Jiang Rui nodded at him again, and walked slowly back to the teaching building.
There are many day students in the class. They live far away and go home in a hurry at noon. They choose to rest and study in the classroom. At this time, the classroom is the quietest. Some people sleep on their stomachs, and some people do homework. The dormitory and the students returning home arrived at the school, and it began to be lively again.
Jiang Rui had just finished her English homework when there was a commotion in the corridor, and a few seconds later, a group of people rushed in through the back door.
It was the few people who played just now, one by one, sweating profusely and their skin shining brightly. When they came, the classroom seemed to be a little hot.
"It's so hot, the school is broken, and there's not even an air conditioner!" Lin Hang sat down, his upper body and face resting on the table, trying to absorb a little coolness.
Wang Xiaodong poured ice water.
Yan Zhao carried two bottles of drinks in his hand, and after sitting down, he put one of the bottles on Jiang Rui's table.
Jiang Rui was stunned for a moment, and Lin Hang immediately coaxed and said, "Yo, what is Brother Zhao doing? Why does Schumann have a share, but we don't?"
Wang Xiaodong was also ready to agree, but was glanced at by Yan Zhao's death gaze, and temporarily changed his words: "What do you know? Brother Zhao, this is called Lishang exchange! Is it Brother Zhao?"
Jiang Rui touched the water droplets on the bottle and said softly, "Thank you."
She could see that Yan Zhao was going to throw away the few snowflake cakes before, and it wasn't the first time he had done so judging from his expression.
But after she opened her mouth, he accepted it. It wasn't because she or what she said was special, but because he was still a teenager, and he wasn't thick-skinned enough to throw other people's kindness into the trash in person. .
And after accepting it, he immediately found an opportunity to buy something back to her, just like Wang Xiaodong said that the exchange of gifts, it seems that after this, the thing she gave him can be forgotten, he does not owe her favor .
Such a straight-forward idea is simply cute.
Yan Zhao didn't speak, he put the rest of the ice drink on the table, lay down on the drink bottle, closed his eyes and was ready to sleep.
When Lin Hang saw it, he was immediately envious, "Brother Zhao is still smart enough to think of this trick!"
He picked up his drink bottle and shook it. Seeing that there was only half of the bottle left, he turned his attention to Wang Xiaodong's hand with obvious intentions.
"Why? You have to learn from Brother Zhao and buy it yourself, don't make me think." Wang Xiaodong hurriedly held his water tightly.
"This is the fifth floor," Lin Hang sighed, "one more trip and I'll hang up."
Wang Xiaodong didn't pity him, Lin Hang rushed over and grabbed it. The two of them fought for a while, and it became even hotter, and finally both stopped.
There are still four classes in the afternoon, and school ends at 5:30. Day students don't have to study at night. Jiang Rui packed her schoolbags and walked to the school gate with Zhang Jiajia to say goodbye to each other.
She was waiting for the bus at the stop sign, when suddenly several bicycles speeded by in front of her. One of them gave her a hi, and the sound did not fall, and the person had already ridden a long way. She looked intently, it was Yan Zhao and others again, and it was Lin Hang who should have spoken just now.
These people are from good families and have a nanny driver at home, but they all ride their bicycles to and from school, but it seems that their bicycles are not cheaper than other people's four-wheeled bicycles.
She waited for a few more minutes, and finally came to the No. 108 road. After wandering through seven or eight stops, she arrived at a street that was a little old.
Shu Xiaoyun's dessert shop is on this street. The whole lotus street is an old house. The first floor is a storefront, and the second floor lives.
The house was left by Shu Xiaoyun's parents. The two elderly people had passed away. She brought her daughter back after the divorce. In order to support the family and take care of Shu Manman, she began to learn to bake and open a shop.
The name of the store is Manman's Dessert Shack.
"Mom, I'm back."
"Come back, is it hot?" Shu Xiaoyun greeted her from behind the cashier and helped Jiang Rui put down her schoolbag. She was already thirty, but with a baby face, she looked much younger than her actual age.
Jiang Rui's face is more like her now, with a round face, a soft outline, fair skin, big eyes and a small mouth. It can't be said that she is a big beauty, but there are still beautiful little beauties.
"It's not hot, I gave my classmates the snowflake cake and my mother's new cake today. They all said it was delicious and wanted to come to our store to buy it." Jiang Rui said taking credit.
Shu Xiaoyun touched her head and said distressedly: "Don't carry so many things to school next time, what should I do if I'm tired?"
She cares deeply about her children. Back then, her ex-husband and in-law's family favored sons over daughters, forcing her to give up this frail and sickly daughter and have a healthy son. She had always been weak, but she chose to divorce, take her daughter out of the house, and return home. Start over where you grew up.
The mother and daughter have a deep relationship. When Shumanman left, it was her mother Shu Xiaoyun who couldn't let go, and she only hoped that she would be happy.
Now that Jiang Rui has become a Schumann, of course she has to be a Schumann, "No, I didn't feel tired all day today. Do you still have the flyers from last time? I'll go to the street to distribute a few."
"No more, wait for a few days to cool down. Mom will send it with you. What do you want to eat at night? I bought a very fresh crucian carp today, and it's still alive. Let's make soup, shall we?"
"Okay, everything my mother cooks is delicious."
In the other direction of the city, in the lakeside villa area, which is different from the crowded and old Lotus Street, Yan Zhao just arrived home, threw his schoolbag on the table, and took a shower in the bathroom.
After he came out, the room was still empty, but he noticed the difference. When he looked at the table, he saw that the schoolbag had been passed over. In this house, the only ones who would tamper with him were—
"Yan Xing!"
Xiaodouding, who was walking on tiptoe outside the door, heard his voice and ran downstairs with short legs, "Mom, mom, brother has Tangtang in his schoolbag!"
When Su Li heard the sound, she stood up immediately, opened her hand to catch her youngest son, and asked repeatedly, "What candy? Let's show mom, did a girl give it to your brother? Oh my god, my son even received a girl. one's gift!"
When Yan Zhao got dressed and went downstairs, he saw the three candies that he had stuffed in the corner of his schoolbag, standing on the large solid wood table like tributes, and his mother Su Li looked at them like a baby.
Yan Xing was so greedy that he sucked his fingers and tried to reach out for it secretly several times, but was stopped by Su Li.
"No, baby, this is the first gift your brother received from a girl, it may be the last time, we have to leave it as a souvenir, at least let your father take a look, I have to take seven or eight pictures. , send it to your grandfather, aunt, and uncle, oh yes, and your old lady, burn one for her too, she can finally rest her eyes."
Yan Zhao: "..."
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Lao Liu: My heart is so tired.