Salad Days

Chapter 17

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Bai Jinyi has never raised chickens before, and he found it to be a technical and difficult job after Baidu.

The proportion of cornmeal and green vegetables in the chicken food bowl is calculated in grams, and the clear water cup has also been replaced with a graduated one. Apart from going to school, he goes to the yard three times at a fixed time to see his chickens, which is the nanny at home. It's all a little strange.

"Master." Aunt Zhu has been with their family's live-in nanny for more than 10 years, "Have you finished your homework?"

Bai Jin nodded: "It's finished." He squatted down, stepped on the edge of the entrance in the yard, stretched out his hand and called a few times.

The chick already recognized people a little bit, fluffy, and rushed over at a trot.

Bai Jinyi rubbed the chicken's head with his thumb. He seemed to be in a good mood. After touching the chicken, he dutifully checked the food bowl and water cup.

Aunt Zhu laughed: "I've seen it all, master, it's all right."

Bai Jin thanked him, but read it again by himself. He was a little obsessive-compulsive, so he specially took the scale to measure the remaining weight of cornmeal and vegetables.

Aunt Zhu: "..."

Ever since this young master Bai was born, she was almost the one who raised him single-handedly, and she didn't raise him too delicately, so somehow, her personality and temper grew like this.

"I'm going to boxing." As soon as Bai Jin stood up, he had grown taller recently, and with the winter vacation coming soon, his hair had grown a lot.

Aunt Zhu: "The white cut beef is in the kitchen, and I have prepared an extra portion for you."

"Okay." Bai Jin put on his fist bag and waved his hand, "Let's go."

The Bai family has a driver, and they will not drive away after sending Bai Jin to the Cultural Palace, waiting for him to pick up after class. Lai Song knows the rules of his family, and will occasionally say hello to the driver.

"How are your chickens?" Lai Song asked.

Bai Jinyi: "It's well-raised, fixed time and fixed point."

Lai Song was stunned for a long time before asking: "Are you raising such a delicate one?"

Bai Jinyi was puzzled: "Otherwise?"

"..." Lai Song understood for the first time what "rich chicken" is

The two came early, the boxing gym hadn't arrived yet, and the dance room next door was quite lively. As soon as Bai Jin put away his bag, he brought out a box of white-cut beef.

Lai Song glanced at him: "Are you hungry before practicing?"

Bai Jinyi ignored him and went to the next door with the lunch box.

Jiang Shen was already practicing basic skills. He stood in front of the mirror, and when he raised his arms and stretched his waist, he saw Bai Jinyi standing at the back door in the mirror.

It was the first time for the girls to see the second generation Bai from the boxing gym come to the dance room in person, and they were all very curious. Looking at the door, Song Xin stood up, raised her chin and said reservedly: "Who are you looking for?" ?”

Bai Jin glanced at her and said, "I'm looking for Jiang Shen."

The girls giggled, turned around and surrounded Jiang Shen again, pushing and shoving them over.

Jiang Shen was a little embarrassed and asked him, "Why are you here?"

Bai Jin raised his eyebrows and handed him the lunch box: "Baiqie beef."

Jiang Shen asked in surprise, "For me?"

Bai Jin nodded: "Eat."

Jiang Shen thought for a while: "Do you want to eat eggs?"

As soon as Bai Jin didn't speak, Jiang Shen didn't wait for him to agree, he took an egg out of his bag and said, "Here you are."

Bai Jin hesitated for a moment, but took it anyway.

Seeing that he had accepted the eggs, Jiang Shen became happy, his smiling eyes were curved into crescent moons, and it was only after Bai Jin realized that the boy still had two dimples.

Song Xin began to chase people away: "Second Generation Bai, we're going to class."

Jiang Shen was a little reluctant, but he could only go to line up: "I'm going to dance."

"Go." Bai Jinyi said, he took the egg, shook it lightly, and said, "I will eat it."

Lai Song didn't exaggerate when he knew that Bai Jinyi had exchanged free-cut beef for eggs. He was just a little curious: "Are the little swan's eggs delicious?"

Bai Jinyi had just peeled off the egg shell, raised his head when he heard this, and said in a neutral way: "I ate straw eggs."

Lai Song didn't respond: "?"

Bai Jin bit off half of it one by one: "It's not a little swan's 'egg'"

"..." Lai Song rubbed his head unbearably, "What kind of joke are you telling? How old are you, little brat!"

Bai Jin frowned and dodged for a while, but he didn't dodge. After that, he had to fix his hair. Seeing that he had finished eating eggs, Lai Song sighed and said a little annoyed: "Little Swan is too kind to you, and it's chocolate again. It's part egg and part chicken."

As soon as Bai Jin got his hair done, he raised his legs and said, "Because I'm pretty."

Lai Song: "..." He gritted his teeth and said angrily, "If you weren't too rich, I would really want to beat you up!"

"Go to the boxing ring and let you fight as you like." Bai Jin began to wrap his hands with bandages, and he asked, "Did you go to sing yesterday?"

Lai Song bared his white teeth: "Go, are you coming today?"

Bai Jin shook his head: "No, my mother will come back today, and she will be annoyed if she doesn't see me."

Lai Song: "If you want to come, you might meet little swans."

Bai Jin paused while wrapping the bandage, a little surprised: "He also went yesterday?"

"He didn't go to sing either." Lai Song handed him the gloves, "He took a little sister and went to find someone, the boy who brought drinks for us on errands before."

Bai Jin recalled it for a while, and seemed to have a little impression.

Lai Song said with emotion: "It seems that the little sister's family does not agree to learn painting." He was silent for a while before continuing, "Her brother bought her a set of brushes to help us run errands to make money."

Chen Qingling hasn't had any contact with Chen Maoxiu since she started school. She is different from her unlucky brother. She studies well, looks pretty, and is clean from top to bottom. She looks like a well-educated girl child.

Young children may not know much, but non-concepts are pure. In their eyes, those who do not take classes well in senior grades and often go out to play are not good students.

When eating in the cafeteria at noon, Chen Maoxiu prepared the food again and asked Jiang Shen to deliver it to Chen Qingling's table. He also knew that Chen Qingling felt ashamed of him, and he knew how to avoid suspicion for the sake of his sister's face at school.

"Ask her to give me the lunch box after eating." Chen Maoxiu instructed, "I'll wash it for her."

Jiang Shen let out an "Ai", and was about to pick it up, but suddenly heard a call from a long distance away, and Chen Qingling yelled loudly: "Brother!"

"..." Gou Mao thought he heard it wrong, but he didn't dare to turn his head, and asked Jiang Shen carefully in a breathy voice, "Call, call me?"

Jiang Shen really didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm calling you."

Qing Lingzi had already walked over, she glanced at Jiang Shen, her eyes fell on her brother's face, frowning unhappy: "Why ignore me?"

Gou Mao blinked: "No... Are you hungry?"

Chen Qingling took the lunch box: "I will eat with you."

Jiang Shen: "Where's your friend?"

A few girls playing with Chen Qingling in the distance looked here timidly, whispering to each other not knowing what to say.

Chen Qingling didn't care: "I told them, let's go, I'm hungry."

Qing Lingzi didn't say a word while eating, Shen Shubao and Jiang Shen looked at each other a few times but didn't dare to speak, Gou Mao was very happy, desperately put all the meat in his lunch box into his sister's bowl.

Chen Qingling raised her head a little unbearably: "Are you feeding the pig?"

Chen Maoxiu: "Oh, you are not as fat as a pig."

Chen Qingling: "..."

Shen Shubao coughed, changed the topic and asked, "Qing Lingzi, your birthday will be after the winter vacation, what gift do you want?"

Before Chen Qingling could speak, Gou Mao interrupted and said, "You can give me a PSP."

Shen Shubao: "...Is this for you or for your sister?"

Gou Mao patted his chest confidently: "Brothers and sisters, mine is still hers!"

Shen Shubao kicked him under the stool: "Get lost!"

After the four of them finished their meal, Gou Mao went to wash the lunch box for his younger sister. Chen Qingling rarely left without leaving, and Shen Shubao washed Jiang Shen's lunch box by the way, so the younger brother and younger sister squatted next to each other, licking the yogurt cover while waiting .

"Are you okay with eating with us?" Jiang Shen's licking posture is not very proficient, and it always touches the tip of his nose. He reaches out and wipes it, and continues to lick the other side, "What if your friend is angry?"

Chen Qingling had already finished licking, biting the straw and mumbled: "If you are angry, you will be angry... What, you can still bully me?"

Jiang Shen sighed: "I'm just afraid that you will be bullied..."

The dog's fur swished into the water, and he asked loudly, "What are you whispering, who bullied whom?"

"It's okay." Chen Qingling stood up, "Have you finished washing?"

Shen Shubao handed the cleaned lunch box to Jiang Shen: "Are you going to the Cultural Palace after school?"

"Go." Jiang Shen nodded, "Qing Lingzi will come with me."

When school was about to leave, Chen Qingling began to organize the drawing boards and manuscript papers. She flipped through them for a while and found that one was missing.

"..." The little girl turned it over again, frowning.

Jiang Shen has been waiting for a while with his bag on his back: "What's wrong?"

Qing Lingzi looked for it and said, "One is missing."

Jiang Shen asked: "Which one?" He bent down to help find it together.

Chen Qingling: "It's just drawing..." Before she finished speaking, several leading boys in the class came to the table.

Jiang Shen straightened his back and found that Qing Lingzi's usual good female classmates were following behind him.

"Chen Qingling." The male squad leader took the lead, with three bars hanging on his arm, and his small face was very serious, "Some classmates said that if you don't study well, you play with the gangsters in school, don't you?"

Chen Qingling was puzzled: "Who is a gangster?"

The male squad leader looked back, and the female classmate who was close to her before boldly said: "That's it, Chen Maoxiu from the second year of junior high school, I have met him several times, skipped class to go out to play, you talked to them at noon today, and even had dinner together .”

Chen Qingling's face was ugly, she turned her eyes around, and stretched out her hand: "Did you take my painting?"

The male squad leader was confident: "We leave it to the teacher, but you are still a gangster, are you a puppy love!"

Chen Qingling's eyes widened, her face quickly flushed red with anger, and she said loudly: "What do you know?!" She pushed the monitor away, trembling with anger, "He is not a gangster! You are not allowed to say that about him!"

Probably no one expected that Chen Qingling's reaction would be so intense. The class leader was stunned for a few seconds, and then retorted loudly: "He's just a gangster! He often skips classes! You can't learn from him!"

"You don't learn well!" Chen Qingling's eyes were red, and she didn't even know when her hair fell out. She choked up and said with force, "Chen Mao Xiucai is not a gangster, he is the best person in the world, he It's my brother!"