Saturday morning, 5:30.
In the summer in Anhui Province, the sun rises very early.
The sky began to dimly light up, looking like a twisted, damp, pale blue canvas.
The sun has just woken up and has not had time to show its scorching body.
In Xue Yuantong's bedroom, the electric fan was spinning gently, blowing out a light breeze, and it was already at the lowest setting.
There is a magic circle set up by Jiang Ning in the room, which is warm in winter and cool in summer, and is comfortable and pleasant.
She slept soundly, hugging her thin blanket.
On normal weekends, if Xue Yuantong had nothing to do, he would always sleep until 9 o'clock, and today, he had nothing to do.
She fell asleep happily last night because when she woke up, Jiang Ning would definitely have prepared breakfast as soon as she opened her eyes. After a tiring night, she could have a delicious meal.
Everything was going in the direction she had planned.
Suddenly, the bedroom door was pushed open.
Aunt Gu appeared at the door. She looked at her daughter on the bed and remembered that her daughter secretly ate popsicles last night.
She smiled and called out, "Tongtong, Tongtong."
Xue Yuantong clamped the quilt tightly with his calves and turned over reluctantly, ignoring everyone.
Aunt Gu called twice again, and Xue Yuantong woke up from his sleep.
She opened her eyes, rubbed them confusedly, and looked at the clock on the bedside. It was only half past five
"Mom~" she said in a complaining voice.
Aunt Gu said kindly, "Tongtong, today is Saturday, you can sleep a little longer."
…
Xue Yuantong's weekend was cruelly ruined by her own mother, and she was angry for two whole days.
Until Sunday afternoon, when she went to school for evening self-study, she was still in the back seat, angrily saying to Jiang Ning:
"My mom is so mean. Next time, I will wake up early and call her when she is resting!"
Jiang Ning: "Are you sure you can get up early?"
With just one sentence, Xue Yuantong's mouth was shut.
'He's not on my side?'
After a while, she snorted, "Jiang Ning, am I not good to you? Who washes your clothes, who plants the flowers on the windowsill, who cooks for you, who helps you practice on the computer?"
She talked on and on.
Jiang Ning did not refute, but listened to her quietly. He rode his mountain bike, feeling the summer breeze. Wild grasses and flowers grew everywhere on the roadside, and a fresh fragrance wafted in the air.
He suddenly stepped on the pedal hard, and Xue Yuantong almost fell off the back seat.
They arrived at school a little earlier today because the cafeteria provided a meal in the evening and they needed to gather early.
When I rode to the intersection of the long street in front of the school gate, I ran into Shan Kaiquan, Guo Kunnan, Hu Jun and others who were out for a stroll.
"Jiang Ning." Several people greeted each other.
Afterwards, Guo Kunnan watched the two go away and sighed: "They have a really good relationship."
He speculated: "Do you think it's possible that they are in love?"
Hu Jun shook his head: "No, you haven't seen other people in love before, kissing and kissing all day long, that kind of clingy energy, it's creepy to watch."
Shan Kaiquan agreed: "Not really, it feels like they just have a better relationship."
After saying that, he looked down at his shoes. A distant relative came to visit him at the weekend and bought him a pair of Nike shoes. They looked handsome and trendy. After putting them on, he felt cooler.
The only problem was that his shoelaces loosened too easily. They loosened every time he walked for a certain distance. Dan Kaiquan had tied them seven or eight times, which made him suffer from nervous breakdown.
Guo Kunnan was still envious: "Jiang Ning's seat in the cafeteria is so good. My god, he is the only boy at the whole table."
"Any man would be envious!"
He dreamed about it in his dreams. If there were 7 girls at the table, which one would he pursue? His palms and backs of his hands were all flesh and blood, and he couldn't bear to let go.
Hu Jun joked: "If it was Zhang Chi, he would be so excited that he wouldn't be able to finish the whole table of food."
After a year of contact, he completely saw through Zhang Chi and spoke without giving the other party any face.
As they were walking and chatting, Guo Kunnan suddenly asked, "Hey, brothers, what are we going out for?"
At this time in the past, he and his brothers would go out to look for food and eat in restaurants. However, now that they have participated in the cafeteria's small dining table plan, they don't have to worry about finding food.
Hu Jun reached into his trouser pockets and looked towards the barber shop run by a young woman on the side of the road: "Brothers, I'm leaving first."
Only two people were left.
It was hot recently, and it was the season for watermelons to ripen. A three-wheeled car stopped at the intersection, and the horn honked:
"The price of 8424 watermelons has dropped to 70 cents a pound. They are so sweet. So sweet."
Guo Kunnan thought about going to the cafeteria to eat in the evening, and thought of the members of the small dining table. He suddenly had an idea: "Brother Quan, wait for me to buy a melon."
"Okay, give me half later and I'll give you the money."
Guo Kunnan: "No, I have a use for this melon."
…
Dinner time.
Jiang Ning took the lunch box and went to the cafeteria. The food was still good today, with stir-fried green beans, tomatoes with sugar, and a more advanced dish - shredded pork with Beijing sauce.
The staple foods are cabbage noodle dumpling soup, millet porridge, and fried cakes.
Chen Siyu looked at the tender and juicy green beans and said, "There's actually such a dish."
Tang Fu saw her appearance and said, "Ah, is there a problem?"
Sister Chen Siqing: "French beans are very dangerous. I heard that if they are not cooked well, you will be poisoned if you eat them!"
Tang Fu was surprised: "Then don't eat it."
"Tang Fu, do you want to eat fried dough cakes?" Yang Sheng asked several people for their opinions.
"eat."
After asking, Yang Sheng determined the quantity and ran to get the fried dough cakes.
Jiang Ning planned to eat something light, so he chose millet porridge.
Xue Yuantong went to play noodle soup with Chen Siyu and the others.
Because it was Sunday, he could not enjoy the convenience of Teacher Guo Ran helping him with his meals.
When getting their meals, some students filled their bowls too full and carried two bowls in their hands. When they returned, they accidentally spilled the rice all over the floor.
The dough lumps fell on the floor, making it slippery. Other students passing by chose to move out of the way to avoid slipping.
Jiang Ning brought a bowl of millet porridge and met many acquaintances along the way. Lin Zida brought a bowl of noodle dumplings and greeted them with a smile.
Jiang Ning nodded in response. He didn't expect the other party to join the small dining table plan.
In terms of family strength, Lin Zida's Lin family is much wealthier than Qi Tianheng's.
He also met Pei Yujing, and the girl brought a bowl of porridge.
After seeing Jiang Ning, Pei Yujing wanted to say something. To be honest, the other party saved her once at the sports meet, and even though she gave him a bottle of drink, it didn't mean that they were even.
No matter what, it's time to say hello.
However, she stared at Jiang Ning and was unable to say anything.
She is not used to saying hello to others, and when she meets classmates on the road, she usually pretends not to know them.
Pei Yujing was torn between two ideas, thinking about this matter alone. In the end, she decided not to say hello because she thought Jiang Ning might have forgotten about it long ago.
Thinking of this, Pei Yujing suddenly felt enlightened, and the worry lingering between her brows dissipated, but she remained cold.
She was so busy thinking that she ignored her feet and stepped on the soup spilled by a classmate. Her foot slipped and she swayed. Her long hair swung and her mind went blank.
Pei Yujing was stunned.
After Jiang Ning noticed this, he reached out to hold Pei Yujing's shoulder, and with his other hand, which was holding the bowl, he gently took the bowl from Pei Yujing and held two bowls in one hand with smooth and graceful movements.
Pei Yujing only felt a gentle force supporting her shoulders and steadying her body.
Her hands were empty and she realized that she had not fallen and the bowl had not spilled.
Pei Yujing stopped struggling and said quickly, "Sorry, sorry, I was distracted."
"I don't usually do that. I often serve food to others..." She spoke incoherently.
Jiang Ning remained calm and took back his hand from the girl's shoulder: "It's okay."
He returned the bowl to the other person and walked back.
Pei Yujing was still standing there when she heard a student next to her say, "That guy just now was so handsome. He was able to control the situation."
…
Pei Yujing returned to the dining table, and Lin Zida, who was sitting at the same table, said:
"It was a bit dangerous just now."
Pei Yujing's reply was as cold as ever: "Yeah."
Li Shi was curious: "Hmm?"
Lin Zida chuckled and said nothing.
It was Gu Changyan from Class 3 who reminded her: "Yujing, please be more careful when you walk next time. Pay more attention to your steps."
Ding Shuyan, who sat at the same table, sat quietly, dignified and elegant. She took a mouthful of millet porridge, her eyes deep.
…
26 tables.
"Is this melon ripe?" Wang Longlong waved and patted it.
Guo Kunnan: "Can I buy unripe melons? By the way, do you have a knife?"
Wang Longlong: "No, but we have the jade pillar."
Shan Kaiquan continued: "Brother Long, I guess Yuzhu is not good enough. Wasn't Yuzhu's knife taken away last time when the security department collected knives?"
Wang Longlong thought about it and it made sense. "It seems like I can only borrow it from the canteen kitchen."
Guo Kunnan rubbed his hands. In order to feed Lu Yaya and Tan Liling melons to eat, this little difficulty was nothing.
He had just taken two steps when Huang Yuzhu arrived.
Ma Shicheng asked tentatively: "Yuzhu, do you have a knife for cutting melons?"
Huang Yuzhu took out a plastic knife: "Yes, I have it."
…
27 tables.
Zhang Chi came very early. Today was a special day, Sunday, and there were no classes during the day for the first year of high school. He was sure that the annoying Gao Heshuai would definitely not be there.
If he had come earlier, he would definitely have been able to eat the delicious food first.
Yan Tianpeng had the same plan as him, but when he arrived, he found Gao Heshuai standing by, staring at the two of them fiercely.
Zhang Chi: "Fuck you!"
With Gao Heshuai guarding the place, he didn't dare to eat first and could only sigh at the dish of shredded pork with Beijing sauce. Zhang Chi liked this dish very much, but he could only eat it at banquets.
If he ordered a portion of it outside, it would cost 20 or 30 yuan! He couldn't afford it anyway.
Zhang Chi had prepared the noodle dumpling soup in advance, but he could only wait patiently for other diners to arrive. Duan Shigang, Shi Qianjin, Li Shengnan, Wang Yanyan and Shen Xinli gradually returned to their seats.
Suddenly, Zhang Chi smelled a strange smell, and he didn't know where it came from.
Zhang Chi didn't care. Everyone was finally there. Zhang Chi no longer had to worry about Gao Heshuai's expression. He reached out and picked up a piece of bean curd skin, rolled it with shredded pork in thick sauce, and he put in as much shredded pork as possible.
Add cucumber shreds and green onion shreds and roll into strips.
Zhang Chi was overjoyed and put the rolled shredded meat pie on the tip of his nose. There were only 8 pieces of bean curd in total and each person could only roll it once, and it would be gone after they were eaten, so he cherished it very much.
Zhang Chi sniffed hard, trying to absorb all the fragrance into his stomach and take possession of it all.
A breath of strong air entered my nose, and it was actually a rotten smell!
Zhang Chi took another sniff and found that it not only had a rotten smell, but also had an unpleasant sour taste!
Zhang Chi was furious. He slammed the Beijing-style pork roll on the table and shouted:
“This meat stinks!”
The noise was quite loud. The entire student group at Table 27, as well as students at the tables in front, behind, and to the left, all heard it and looked over.
Gao Heshuai frowned: "What did you say?"
Zhang Chi was full of confidence, staring at the tall fat man, and said without giving in: "I said this meat is smelly, if you don't believe me, smell it!"
Yan Tianpeng: "You're kidding, right?"
He picked up Zhang Chi's meat roll, took a deep breath, and indeed smelled a sour and rotten odor.
Yan Tianpeng's expression changed: "It stinks, it stinks, the canteen is feeding us stinky meat!"
Zhang Chi: "I don't want to eat anymore, give me back my money!"
Yan Tianpeng yelled, "Give me back! Give me back!"
The whole audience was shocked. Even the students who were eating in the distance couldn't help but look sideways, and some students stood up to watch the fun.
The matter suddenly became a big deal, and as a teacher, Gao Heshuai naturally couldn't just stand by and watch.
He was one of the promoters of the small dining table project. Gao Heshuai picked up the meat roll that Zhang Chi dropped, put it in front of his nose, and took a deep breath.
The features on his dark face twisted, stinky, so stinky.
Gao Heshuai made a prompt decision. He shouted, "All students, all students, put down your Beijing-style shredded pork!"
29 tables.
Everyone ate in harmony, chatting and laughing.
Chen Siyu said: "Don't eat, don't eat."
Geng Lu was about to take a bite, she closed her lips and asked in confusion: "Jiang Ning, can't I eat it?"
Jiang Ning: “Okay.”
Gao Heshuai yelled, and all the teachers came closer. Director Yan put on a serious face:
"Teacher Gao, what's going on?"
Gao Heshuai said truthfully: "Director Yan, the dish of shredded pork with Beijing sauce is smelly. I must ask the canteen why they feed the students stinky meat."
Zhang Chi added: "I almost ate it, you must compensate me!"
Director Yan took the meat roll, took a sniff, and found it was indeed stinky.
However, his reaction was not as excited as Gao Heshuai's. Director Yan had been a teacher for many years and often held meetings with the principal and leaders of the Education Bureau. He even met Shao Shuangshuang and academicians from No. 4 Middle School. He had seen a lot of the world.
Director Yan pointed to a few nearby tables and asked the students, "Do you smell the Beijing-style shredded pork?"
Table 26, Guo Kunnan sniffed carefully, "It seems there is a little bit."
Dong Qingfeng at table 28 also felt the same way.
As for the table 30 which was further away, Shan Xiao said, "It's not smelly, it's delicious."
Director Yan frowned. He put down the Beijing-style shredded pork and sniffed it again. The smell was still strong.
"Xiao Gao, please take away the Beijing-style shredded pork."
Gao Heshuai brought the dishes for table 27 to the window. When the chef heard what had happened, he ran out from the kitchen and cried out:
"Director Yan, how can the meat be smelly? I bought it from the market this morning."
Director Yan was suspicious at this time, the smell was not right.
He lowered his head to search and finally found something unusual. He roughly determined the cause. Director Yan still had a serious face, and he didn't know whether he should tell him.
If I don’t tell the truth, the Small Dining Table Project will be slandered for no reason. If I tell the truth…
Duan Shigang couldn't stand the stench, so he threw a piece of silver, but he used too much force and it rolled off the table. He bent down to pick up the silver, and the stench instantly doubled.
He saw Wang Yanyan's feet wearing sandals.
Duan Shigang jumped up as if he had seen a ghost, pointed at Wang Yanyan and shouted, "It's not the food that stinks, it's her feet that stink!"