Cheng Ran and Qin Qian walked out of the school gate, one in front and one behind. After a while, Qin Qian's voice came, "You owe me a bag of chocolate."
Cheng Ran stood still, turned around and faced the graceful Qin Qian, and felt that his tongue must be waving like a raging snake. "I only ate one, and you forced it into my mouth. You gave out the others by yourself. Do you have the count?"
It turned out that after Qin Qian stuffed a chocolate bean into her mouth, the crowd started to make a fuss. The girls reached out to ask for more and asked Qin Qian to feed them again. Qin Qian comforted them one by one. Some men came over and were slapped and kicked out of the circle. However, she finally distributed the bag of chocolates in her hand before she calmed down the angry crowd. As a result, as soon as they went out, they started to bite back and demand repayment.
“You’re lazy.”
Qin Qian's eyes were wide open with an innocent expression.
Cheng Ran was stunned. What was going on
"You were lazy so you didn't want to take it yourself, so I did it for you and didn't charge you for the service fee." Qin Qian said word by word, "It was your laziness that led to the consequences that followed, and it created a chain reaction that led to a bad atmosphere. Everyone shared my bag of chocolate and I had nothing to eat. This is a typical example of a bad motivation leading to a series of subsequent mistakes, so you owe me this."
Do you have to be so confident
She is a nice girl, why is her head full of bandit logic?!
Cheng Ran stared at her for a long while with an incredulous and interrogative look, but facing Qin Qian's big eyes that said "that's it" without any awareness, he realized that it was probably impossible to make her feel ashamed and self-aware to back off, so he turned around and went to a small shop next to him and bought a bag of identical bulk chocolate beans with a big "MM" logo on it. This chocolate bean brand originated in the United States and is now widely seen in food stores in Chengdu. It has become a very fashionable food for many young people.
When she handed it to Qin Qian, she took it with both hands and smiled brightly, "Thank you!"
For a moment, Cheng Ran felt that even if he was blackmailed for a bag of chocolates, it was still very pleasing to the eye.
But after a pause, Cheng Ran pointed at the chocolates in her hands and said, "Why don't you eat them? Aren't you full?"
"I won't open it. I want to keep it."
Just when Cheng Ran's heart skipped a beat and he thought she was keeping it for some souvenir, she smiled faintly and said, "My dog also likes to eat it, so I'm saving it for him."
“You’re still here... What a waste! You forgot about the time you spent working to earn money...” Cheng Ran opened his hand but patted Qin Qian.
She giggled. "I'm just kidding. My family hasn't had a dog in a long time."
Cheng Ran saw Chen Wenguang standing next to the car on the other side of the street and nodded at him. Qin Qian tilted her head and looked at him, "Will my actions today cause you any trouble?"
Cheng Ran was stunned for a moment, and after a moment he thought of Jiang Hongshao's gaze. Fortunately, with his experience, he probably understood that this was an unavoidable situation.
But before Cheng Ran could react, Qin Qian blinked her big watery eyes and said, "Even if you are troubled, don't think too much... Don't toss and turn, it's not good. If you take it to heart, I won't feel guilty, but it would be bad if I make you feel depressed."
"… "
Cheng Ran's mouth twitched, "I feel like if I continue talking to you any more, I'll suffocate and pass out."
Qin Qian smiled, "The person who picked you up is here, I'm going to catch the car too... By the way, the second floor of Tianxing Dojo is almost finished, will you go there then? I'll be there to give you some advice."
Cheng Ran suddenly realized that he did know about this matter. The construction of the Internet cafe on the second floor was handed over to Xie Feibai and his group of friends. During the construction, they sought Qin Qian's suggestions from her female perspective. Therefore, Qin Qian was actually very involved in the construction of the second floor. It was like a proud work of art, and now she probably couldn't wait to show it to others.
After hearing what she said, Cheng Ran roughly understood what she was thinking and nodded, "I will come to visit when the time comes. I am looking forward to your achievements."
Qin Qian made a face, then smiled and waved, "Goodbye."
When she arrived at the station and got on the car, she saw through the window that Cheng Ran got into the Santana that belonged to his father's company. She tightened her grip on the bag of chocolate beans in her hand, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth again.
Actually, displaying works is one aspect, and another aspect is...
During the upcoming holiday season...
We can still meet.
…
When Jiang Hongshao got home, she received a call from Zhu Xu, asking her if she had arrived home and saying that he was relieved that she had.
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yueqin had not come back yet, and there was food she had prepared for lunch at home.
Now, if her mother is not at home, she has a menu at home, where she writes down what she wants to eat every day. The aunt in charge of daily life will come to pick it up every day and buy the food for her family. Jiang Hongshao can cook it herself when she gets home. She is also a good cook, after all, she and Li Jingping have been through hard times. If she doesn't want to cook, she can mark it on the back of the menu, and the aunt in charge of daily life will prepare the food and put it on the table.
Jiang Hongshao poured the dishes on the table into the pot to heat them up, then picked two tomatoes and a green pepper that she had grown herself from the flower bed outside, washed them in the kitchen, beat an egg, made tomato egg drop soup, and cut a piece of meat from the refrigerator and stir-fried shredded pork and green pepper.
Every time she went to her aunt's place in the United States during the holidays, her aunt would look forward to her coming to save her taste buds, treating her like a savior. Every time she cooked a table of delicious dishes in her dormitory, her aunt couldn't stop eating, and she kept pouring drinks into her mouth, praising her with a buzzing mouth. Occasionally, her aunt would say, "It's over, it's over, the cooking is delicious, and the figure is also outstanding (they even slept in the same quilt), who will be worthy of my Hong Shao in the future, if your mother dares to arrange it casually, some political marriage, your aunt will be the first to help you take the lead and kick the other person out!
Sometimes Jiang Hongshao felt that her aunt was also a prominent figure. If she and her mother lived in the same era, they would definitely be enemies who would be at loggerheads with each other and would not give in to each other.
The dishes on the table were delicious. In fact, the reason why I cooked so well was because I had a father who couldn't do these things well. Since Li Jingping couldn't be relied on, Jiang Hongshao could only rely on herself. If she was more picky about the taste, she would have to improve herself. So to a certain extent, it was all cooking skills that could not be forced out.
Jiang Hongshao served the soup in a bowl and felt the bright and fresh broth spreading on her taste buds and tongue. She suddenly thought of her aunt's words: Which boy will be lucky enough to eat the food you cook in the future
There was a mobile phone next to the table, and Jiang Hongshao shifted her eyes to it.
Um…
I should have gone home early...
But so far, no text message has been sent.
…
Cheng Ran, who was sitting at the table, stared at the phone in front of him, a little hesitant.
Normally, Jiang Hongshao would be the first to send a text message at this time to say that she has arrived home.
But so far... this previous "custom" has now been broken.
Jiang Hongshao hadn't sent any text messages yet, no information about her coming home, taking a shower, or reading a book. There was only a long silence on the phone.
Cheng Ran thought about it, picked up his phone and called directly.
The phone rang for a while, then was picked up. After a pause, a soft and mellow female voice came, "Who is this?"
Almost instinctively, Cheng Ran felt his adrenaline being mobilized. This was purely an animal instinct, like the reaction of a python or leopard when facing a natural enemy. He instinctively felt the danger, because the female voice that answered the phone was probably the No. 1 Boss that Cheng Ran might encounter in the future.
Cheng Ran still tried to remain calm and not alert the enemy, "Hello, Auntie, I'm looking for Jiang Hongshao."
There was a faint sound of water coming from the bathroom on the other end of the line. Jiang's mother said, "She's busy right now. What's your name? I'll ask her to call you later."
Gentle, intelligent, polite and well-mannered. She sounds like a completely gentle and motherly image.
Of course, if Cheng Ran didn't know how powerful Jiang Hongshao's mother was as revealed by the details, whether it was the family behind her or her personal trajectory, or even the energy she could generate in Chengdu and even the province at this time, her role in promoting the Lei Wei incident, and more importantly, this was the mistress who even the Black-faced God Li Jingping was a henpecked man in front of her.
So sometimes, behind a person with a kind and gentle appearance, you may find a bloody mouth that is ready to swallow everything.
However, Cheng Ran now seems unable to confront such an existence regardless of his level of cultivation or experience.
He even had an idea to make up a name, but in the end he was blocked by the enemy. "My name is Cheng Ran."
There was no change of attitude or sternness from the other side, only a faint response, "Oh. OK, I'll ask her to call you later."
"Okay, bye, Auntie."
The phone call was hung up.
Cheng Ran felt that his last words were the epitome of politeness and elegance. He took a deep breath, it was simply like he had used all his strength to exchange a few moves with the Sweeping Monk.
On the other end, Jiang Yueqin hung up the phone and looked at the name on the caller ID.
"'Cheng Dachui'... Cheng Ran."
"Let me see how much you look like Hammer... ? Haha, a name similar to Shagen... "