"Liang Chen." Zhuo Shao took Zhuo Ting over and called.
Liang Chen raised his head, his eyes lit up: "Zhuo Shao!"
"Aren't you full for dinner?" Zhuo Shao glanced at the fans in front of Liang Chen and asked.
"No... I... I... This is dinner." Liang Chen said, he went home after school at a fast food restaurant a few days ago, but he didn't eat it today in order to let Zhuo Shao send himself back.
He has snacks and instant noodles at home, but Zhuo Shao told him to eat less of them. He wanted to lose weight again, so he endured it.
At first, he wanted to eat less, but then he became more and more hungry and couldn't bear it anymore, so he took the money and went out and asked for a bowl of vermicelli.
"No one cooks at your house?" Zhuo Shao was a little surprised. He had heard about Liang Chen, but he thought that even if Liang Chen didn't have his parents by his side, he should have his grandparents to take care of him.
After all, Liang Chen's dressing style is just like that of the old grandpa.
"No... No, I live alone." Liang Chen said, and asked again, "Zhuo Shao, do you want to eat vermicelli?"
Zhuo Shao was very full after dinner and didn't want to eat it, but he turned his head and saw Zhuo Ting looking eagerly at the stall owner.
"I'm going to buy a bowl, and Tingting and I will share it." Zhuo Shao said, he still has money from Zhuo Jiabao, but he can't even afford a vermicelli pot.
But Liang Chen didn't ask Zhuo Shao to pay, he took out a ten yuan and said to the stall owner, "I want two bowls!"
After speaking, he immediately turned his head to look at Zhuo Shao, like a puppy begging for a reward.
"Thank you." Zhuo Shao smiled at him.
"No, no." Liang Chen said quickly, and at this time, the stall owner had already brought two plates and came over happily: "Go get the dishes!"
The dishes that can be included in the vermicelli pot are relatively cheap. If you want shrimp, chicken drumsticks, large ribs, etc., you have to add extra money, so although each serving is only five yuan, the stall owner definitely makes a profit.
However, even if he made money in the past, he wouldn't make too much, until he met Liang Chen—for so long, he had never met someone like today's fat man who only had vegetarian dishes.
Now this fat man's friend wants to come to eat, and he is very happy, wishing the two of them only had vegetarian dishes.
But Zhuo Shao is not Liang Chen.
"Tingting, I'll give it to you first, what do you want to eat?" Zhuo Shao asked.
"All." Zhuo Ting looked at Zhuo Shao excitedly, then turned her head to Liang Chen and smiled shyly, revealing two small teeth.
"Then I'll let you clip it." Zhuo Shao said, he first clipped a flat poached egg and placed it at the bottom of the plate, and then began to clip the chicken wing tips or something. After placing a layer, he clipped a few cabbage leaves. Then put the quail egg meatballs inside the cabbage leaves, and finally pile on the oyster mushrooms and enoki mushrooms.
After a while, Zhuo Shao filled a plate.
The stall owner was a little disappointed to see this scene, but these costs were not expensive, and there were many people who did this in the past, so he was not unhappy.
After Zhuo Shao finished serving Zhuo Ting, he took another plate and handed it to the stall owner to cook together before sitting in front of Liang Chen: "Why did you only take vegetarian dishes?"
"I..." Liang Chen was a little embarrassed.
Zhuo Shao quickly guessed the reason: "You lose weight?" Liang Chen used to have all kinds of meat products in his schoolbag, obviously he likes eating meat, but now he just eats vegetables, there is no other reason than losing weight.
Liang Chen was even more embarrassed, his chubby fingers scratched uneasily on the tile basin containing the fans.
"You're still growing, so it's not suitable to lose weight like this. Even if you really want to lose weight, it's best to rely on exercise to reduce it..." Zhuo Shao said earnestly, thinking that he also needs to exercise more to keep fit, and said, "Wait a bit. When I'm free, let's go for a run together."
Liang Chen nodded hurriedly, and he was a little tangled when it was over... Running... The thing he didn't like the most was running.
But if Zhuo Shao would run with him, no matter how hard it was, he would still run.
The two bowls of vermicelli were served almost at the same time.
Zhuo Shao has a good appetite. Even if she has eaten dinner before, she can still eat another bowl. Zhuo Ting is different, she will definitely not be able to eat it.
"Are you enough? I'll give you a little bit?" Zhuo Shao said.
"Okay." Liang Chen agreed immediately, and his heart was overjoyed - he was able to share a bowl of fans with Zhuo Shao!
Zhuo Shao brought some fans to Liang Chen, and then gave him some dishes, and then put the half-divided fan pot in front of Zhuo Ting.
It wasn't Zhuo Shao but Zhuo Ting who shared a bowl of vermicelli with him... Liang Chen was extremely disappointed.
The three quickly finished the fans.
For Zhuo Shao, this is definitely not delicious, and there is too much MSG, but Liang Chen and Zhuo Ting obviously like it, especially Zhuo Ting, who is very happy to eat.
Children are easy to satisfy... Zhuo Shao touched Zhuo Ting's head.
Liang Chen looked at this scene and was very envious, but it was a pity that Zhuo Shao, who had touched his head once before, did not touch him again this time.
Zhuo Shao took Zhuo Ting home after sending Liang Chen home.
Zhuo Ting had already finished her homework and went to bed soon. Zhuo Shao saw that she was fast asleep, but secretly opened the door next door.
The old-fashioned door locks that are many years behind are really easy to open.
Zhuo Rongming and Qu Guixiang slept on the bed of Zhuo Shao's parents, and in front of the bed was a large color TV that Zhuo Shao's father bought two years ago.
Zhuo Shao had the urge to smash something, but he endured it.
He will settle the account with Zhuo Rongming's family sooner or later, but not now.
Zhuo Shao looked through the house again, but he couldn't find anything like the account book or passbook. Obviously, Zhuo Rongming and Zhuo Jiabao had already taken the things.
Zhuo Shao closed the door and went back to his room, sleeping at Zhuo Ting's feet just like the previous night.
After Zhuo Rongming's family was gone, Zhuo Shao and Zhuo Ting's life was much more comfortable.
After Zhuo Shao got up the next morning, he fry the leftovers from last night in oil, and ate the leftovers with Zhuo Ting.
Qu Guixiang is very stingy. He doesn't even have an egg at home, and he can't make fried rice with eggs. He is afraid that he will have to buy some food to get on with his life... After eating, Zhuo Shao pondered while washing the dishes.
Zhuo Shao was afraid that Zhuo Rongming or Zhuo Jiabao would come over during the day and take away the things in the kitchen, so he simply moved all the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar to the room where he and Zhuo Ting lived, and locked the door again.
It was half past seven when Zhuo Shao arrived at the school, but the classmates in the class didn't say anything, but the sympathy in their eyes became stronger.
"Zhuo Shao, do you want to eat fried dumplings?" When Zhuo Shao sat down, Liang Chen asked in a low voice, then took out a small bag of fried dumplings.
These fried dumplings were sold at a breakfast shop near Beimen Junior High School for six for one dollar.
Because the dumpling skins in that shop are not made by machines, but are rolled by hand. The skins are very thick and easy to eat. The average person eats six. Of course, many adolescent boys can eat one meal. twelve.
I used to eat it when my parents were alive, and Zhuo Shao often ate these fried dumplings, and I miss them a lot. Besides, he has already taken advantage of Liang Chen, and it doesn't matter if he eats more of him... After taking the fried dumplings, Zhuo Shao eats them. up.
It's summer now, and although the fried dumplings are cold, it doesn't affect its taste. However, the package given by Liang Chen has twelve in it, and Zhuo Shao can't eat any more after eating five.
He simply put it away and waited for Zhuo Ting to eat at noon.
After the fourth class in the morning, Zhuo Shao took the fried dumplings and planned to find Zhuo Ting. He didn't want to be stopped by the math teacher as soon as he left the classroom.
"Zhuo Shao, I went to the cafeteria to get some food, you take it." The math teacher gave Zhuo Shao a plastic bag, which contained two lunch boxes.
Zhuo Shao's heart warmed again.
After his rebirth, Zhuo Shao has experienced many things. Although Zhuo Rongming's family is still so greedy that he hates it, in addition, he has encountered many good things.
In his last life, he was so sharp that he missed a lot of things, which is really a pity.
Zhuo Shao went to Zhuo Ting's school and shared the rice and vegetables in the lunch box with Zhuo Ting. After eating, Zhuo Shao went back to Beimen Junior High School, washed the lunch box and gave it to the math teacher .
The teachers and classmates are actually kind to him, but he needs to deceive them...
Not long after the self-study started this afternoon, Zhuo Shao was lying on the table, looking very uncomfortable.
At first Liang Chen thought that Zhuo Shao wanted to sleep for a while, so he didn't call Zhuo Shao, but lightened all his movements.
As a result, the self-study in the afternoon was over, and the first physical education class, which was changed to the self-study class, started in the afternoon, and Zhuo Shao was still lying on the table...
Liang Chen was a little anxious, he wanted to push Zhuo Shao, but he didn't dare, so he whispered: "Zhu Shao, Zhuo Shao..."
"Well, what's the matter?" Zhuo Shao turned his head slightly, revealing a pale face.
"Zhuo Shao, what's the matter with you? Are you uncomfortable?" Liang Chen was a little anxious, and he didn't know if it was because he was too anxious, but the latter sentence was extraordinarily smooth.
"It's a bit of a headache..." Zhuo Shao said. He originally wanted to pretend that he had a stomachache, but today he accepted the kindness of Liang Chen and his math teacher. It was not appropriate to pretend that he had a stomachache.
"Then... what should we do then?" Liang Chen became anxious, but Zhuo Shao fell down again at this time.
Liang Chen is very introverted, he doesn't communicate with people at all, and he hardly talks to his classmates, not to mention the teacher - he has grown up so much that he never took the initiative to find a teacher.
But now... Seeing Zhuo Shao's sad face, Liang Chen gritted his teeth and stood up.
"Liang Chen, what are you doing?" asked the monitor who was sitting on the podium and staring at the whole class.
"I... I, I... go to the teacher." Liang Chen whispered.
You can't talk and run around in the self-study class, but it's okay to go to the teacher. The monitor nodded and let Liang Chen go out.
Liang Chen left the classroom and came to the door of the office where he used to speed up when he passed by, and then broke in.
"Liang Chen? Is there something wrong?" Yang Jianhua looked at Liang Chen in surprise.
"Zhuo Shao is uncomfortable." Liang Chen said, and lowered his head again.
Yang Jianhua still knows Liang Chen very well. His student is very timid. If Zhuo Shao was just a little uncomfortable, he wouldn't break into the office like this...
"I'll take a look." Yang Jianhua stood up and followed Liang Chen to the classroom.
Zhuo Shao looked uncomfortable, Yang Jianhua frowned immediately upon seeing this.
"Mr. Yang, I'm fine, probably because I haven't slept well in the past few days, so I have a headache." Zhuo Shao said.
"Liang Chen, take Zhuo Shao to the infirmary to have a look." Yang Jianhua said.
There is an infirmary in Beimen Junior High School. The person in charge of the infirmary is a relative of the principal. She is incurable for serious illnesses. Generally, she is only responsible for applying hydrogen peroxide red syrup to students who fall in physical education class, and she will also show off her eyes. Potion Band-Aid Pain Relief.
Of course, given that Beimen Junior High School cannot live in, generally no one will go to her to buy medicines.
When Liang Chen and Zhuo Shao passed by, they saw the doctor and teacher knitting sweaters.
Seeing someone coming, she put down her sweater and asked, "What's the matter with you? If you feel uncomfortable, go to the hospital."
"Teacher, I have a headache, I should take a rest." Zhuo Shao said, "I didn't sleep much the last few nights."
"How can a child not sleep? Go inside and have a rest, do you want painkillers?" she asked again.
Zhuo Shao shook his head, and she didn't care, she picked up the half-knitted sweater and continued to knit.
The infirmary is divided into two rooms, the inside and the outside, both of which are not big, especially the inside room, where there is only one single bed.
Zhuo Shao entered the room, and after closing the door, the painful expression on his face disappeared. He grabbed Liang Chen's hand and said, "Liang Chen, do me a favor."