Jiang Kuo's hand had been covering his eyes, and he didn't move or speak for a long time.
Duan Feifei originally wanted to throw the tissue on the table to him, but after observing it, he didn't seem to be crying anymore.
Then the default is to fall asleep, anyway, every time I come to 107, it is to sleep on the recliner.
Duan Feifei glanced at the group chat, and Ding Weiwu had enthusiastically introduced the six family members by the lake, as well as the source of the six family members, and now they have begun to discuss the dishes.
These few are very happy now. Last year, Liu Xiuchang and Sun Zhuanghan also hid in the dormitory and sighed, saying that it is better to be at home.
He knew the feeling of homesickness. After his father was taken away and he was taken to his uncle's house, he felt homesick for the first two or three years, especially.
Although he and his father were the only two in the family before, and the divorced mother would come to see him every two or three months, but that was the feeling of home.
Whether it was at his grandma's house or his uncle's house later, even if every relative treated him very well, he would no longer have that sense of belonging to his home alone.
So he has been missing home for a long time.
He would miss his grandmother, his uncles and aunts, but he was not very homesick.
"Are there any tissues?" Jiang Kuo said suddenly, his right hand still covering his eyes.
Duan Feifei took the tissue on the table and handed it over, he stretched out his left hand to take it, then took out one, quickly removed his right hand, and pressed the tissue to his eyes.
The back of his right hand was full of tears.
Where did the tears go?
"I thought you were blowing your nose." Duan Feifei couldn't help but question.
"Are you blistering?" Jiang Kuo took off the tissue, stood up and looked at him, his eyes were still a little red.
"I didn't see any tears on your face just now." Duan Feifei said.
"I'm lying down! Tears of course flowed to the back of my ears!" Jiang Kuo was speechless.
"Then cry," Duan Feifei said, "Let me avoid it? Are you crying?"
"I'm done crying!" Jiang Kuo threw the tissue into the trash can next to him, leaned back on the reclining chair and sighed, "How are you, you can go home at any time, is your home close to the school?"
"Yeah," Duan Feifei nodded, "It will take more than ten minutes to drive the battery faster, my uncle's house."
"Do you live at your old uncle's house?" Jiang Kuo turned his head, "Where is your own house? Is it far?"
Duan Feifei did not speak.
"Don't say pull it down." Jiang Kuo turned around.
"You can go home on National Day. It's not a few days away." Duan Feifei said.
"I'm not going home." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei glanced at him: "Will you cry if you miss home?"
"I just felt comfortable at home and cried with anger," Jiang Kuo said. "I cried in despair when I thought that there were still four years left."
"The air conditioner is about to be installed," Duan Feifei smiled, "How can it be so miserable for four years."
"What's enough for an air conditioner?" Jiang Kuo patted the armrest, "You have to apply for a washing machine... By the way, can Uncle Zhao install a washing machine? Can you help me install it? For the fee, Lu Ning said I can get a washing machine in the dormitory. ."
"Installing a washing machine?" Duan Feifei didn't understand.
"It's just that I don't want to make too much noise, so I won't let their workers install it," Jiang Kuo said in a low voice. If Uncle Zhao knows, please ask him to help me install it, keep a low profile."
After a while, Duan Feifei asked, "Did you buy parts?"
"... What?" Jiang Kuo didn't understand either.
"How to install the washing machine?" Duan Feifei asked.
"So I didn't ask you if you could install it," Jiang Kuo said. "Uncle Zhao's age has strong hands-on ability. He used to install and do everything by himself. He should be able to."
"No," Duan Feifei waved his hand and looked at him, "Is there anything in the washing machine that needs to be installed?"
"How do I know?" Jiang Kuo also looked at him, "I want to know if I'm still looking for Uncle Zhao?"
"Come on," Duan Feifei took out his mobile phone, and leaned towards him as he clicked, "This young master Xingzhuo Pingye Kuo, let's take a lesson about the installation of the washing machine."
Jiang Kuo was silent, frowning at a picture of a washing machine on his phone.
"This is the water inlet, here is the sewer pipe," Duan Feifei said. "Just connect the faucet with a pipe here, and then lead the outlet pipe to the toilet or sink, and that's it."
Jiang Kuo looked at him and said nothing.
"Do you understand?" Duan Feifei asked.
"How?" Jiang Kuo asked.
This time, it was Duan Feifei's turn to be speechless.
After being silent for ten seconds, he exited the page of the washing machine and looked at Jiang Kuo: "How much are you going to give Uncle Zhao?"
"...I don't know how much it should be," Jiang Kuo thought seriously for a while, "One thousand?"
"Deal, I'll help you install it," Duan Feifei quickly pointed out his receipt code, "Scan it."
"Wait!" Jiang Kuo raised his voice, leaned back, and stared at him, "You want to trick me again!"
"Okay, I won't cheat you," Duan Feifei said, "I've left you room for bargaining, you can bargain."
Jiang Kuo still stared at him, and asked for a long time, "Are you sure you can?"
"If I don't act well, I'll refund you the three thousand yuan before." Duan Feifei said.
"Okay, I remember what you said." Jiang Kuo thought seriously again, and then returned the price, "Nine hundred?"
"Sweep." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo didn't move: "Am I still missing?"
"The counter-offer is only once, and the other party agrees to you and then backs out. Do you know that it will cause waves to be put on the market?" Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo scanned the code and transferred the money.
He didn't think much about it before, but now that he has understood the profound meaning of counter-offering, he always feels that something is wrong.
"Am I still missing?" he asked again.
"Yes." Duan Feifei nodded.
"How much more are you talking about?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Don't ask," Duan Feifei said, "Why do you have to make waves because of 900 yuan if you sleep on a recliner for 1,500 yuan?"
"Your uncle." Jiang Kuo stood up.
"Anyway, I promise to install it for you." Duan Feifei looked at his phone, "It's half past five, go out and wait for them."
"Well." Jiang Kuo responded, and when he walked out of 107 with Duan Feifei, he chased after Duan Feifei when he was looking at the phone, "How much did you pay?"
But it was still a miscalculation. Duan Feifei didn't answer him casually, but glanced at him, closed the door, and said, "One hundred."
Before Jiang Kuo could react, he had already run away.
This number gap is a bit too big, Jiang Kuo almost couldn't make a comparison, did he leave room for bargaining like this! This space must be left as a detached house.
It took him a while to scold: "What a fucking dog."
"Jiang Kuo!" Ding Zhe waved at the door of the dormitory building when he saw him coming out, "Thank you!"
"... You're welcome." Jiang Kuogang was cheated for 800 yuan. This was the third time he was cheated after he finally realized that he was cheated twice in a row. At the moment, he couldn't adapt to Ding Zhe's beaming joy.
"How to get there?" Dong Kun asked.
"I'll take the car with me. If you can't sit down, take a taxi." Jiang Kuo said.
"I took a taxi," Dong Kun said immediately, "I can't stand that child's back seat."
"Then you four take a taxi," Duan Feifei said, "I'll take his car."
Ding Zhe hesitated, probably because he wanted to take the co-pilot again, but he felt that Duan Feifei was not as familiar with Jiang Kuo as he did, and finally he flicked his arm: "Okay, let's take a taxi."
As usual, there were not many cars in the parking lot. Jiang Kuo got into the car and watched Duan Feifan sit in the co-pilot.
"What?" Duan Feifei pulled his seat belt, "Are you going to charge a taxi fare?"
Jiang Kuo ignored him and started the car.
As soon as the accelerator was stepped on, all the people sitting and walking around turned their heads.
He gave directions and drove the car out.
After leaving the school gate, Duan Feifei found that he did not drive in the direction that his six relatives did not recognize.
"Want me to show you the way?" he asked.
"No," Jiang Kuo said, "there are other things to do first, and it will take twenty minutes."
"Okay." Duan Feifei nodded.
Jiang Kuo is quite stable when he is not driving. Although the speed of the car is below the speed limit all the way, he will not give way to a slightly unruly car, but he still relies on the fact that most people will keep a certain distance from such a car. It only took more than ten minutes to successfully drive into a gas station.
"There is a gas station next to the school." Duan Feifei said.
"That house doesn't have 98. This is what I saw when I came to school with Cannon." Jiang Kuo drove the car to the gas level, lowered the window, and told the staff next to him, "Fill up."
Duan Feifei didn't speak, he had already guessed what Jiang Kuo was going to do.
Sure enough, after the gas was full, Jiang Kuo turned to look at him: "Go and give the money."
"What about revenge?" Duan Feifei got out of the car with a smile and went to give the gas money.
I have to say that Jiang Kuo's trick is okay. He estimates that there is not much oil in the tank, and he has added more than 500 to this tank.
The loss of 900 yuan was immediately recovered by more than half.
Back in the car, Jiang Kuo was obviously in a better mood, turned on the music, and tapped his fingers on the steering wheel to follow the rhythm.
"In a good mood?" Duan Feifei asked.
"It's okay." Jiang Kuo stepped on the accelerator, and the car roared out of the gas station.
Halfway through the drive, he sighed again: "I really don't know how much these fees are going to be."
"Never worry about it, right?" Duan Feifei smiled.
"Well," Jiang Kuo thought for a while, "I don't know if my sister is like this too."
"There shouldn't be much difference between the eldest miss and the eldest young master." Duan Feifei said.
"She is different in some places." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei waited to hear what was different, but Jiang Kuo didn't say any more.
When he went to the six relatives who did not recognize him, Jiang Kuo was overconfident and did not follow Duan Feihan's instructions. He took a wrong intersection and made a long circle. He arrived at the hotel half an hour later than Ding Zhe and the others.
The four had already entered the box, and as soon as they saw them coming in, Fat Liu immediately clasped his fists: "Jiang Kuo, this is fine."
"Too high-end." Sun Ji said, "too expensive."
"It's alright," Jiang Kuo said, "let them serve the food? Anything to drink?"
"Don't drink it today, or you'll have to find a chauffeur again," Ding Zhe said, "don't worry."
"You drink, eat and enjoy," Jiang Kuo said, "I drink tea."
When the food was served, a few people started chatting. There were no cannons, and there were two more people of their own. Dong Kun and Ding Zhe didn't have the embarrassment they had before the start last time.
"Jiang Kuo, let me ask you something," Ding Zhe was lying on the table, "I heard that you are quite good at live ammunition today. The people in your dormitory said that you usually play flying saucers, right?"
"All fights," Jiang Kuo said, "I used to go to the shooting gallery during the holidays..."
"What else are you playing?" Dong Kun also came over, "Are you capable of riding, archery, skydiving, and flying?"
"... Except flying, I've played everything else," Jiang Kuo said, "just played."
The phone rang, he took it over and glanced at it, and immediately got up and walked to the side to pick up the phone.
"Are you here?" he asked.
"Yeah," Jiang Leo's voice sounded pleasant, "I entered the city half an hour ago. I'm going to the county town tomorrow. Where are you now, have a meal."
"Where are you?" Jiang Kuo glanced at the people in the box and lowered his voice, "A group of classmates and I are about to eat. Would you mind coming over? We haven't served yet."
"I'll go without a cannon. I can't stand the zeal of him drinking some wine." Jiang Liao said.
"He's not here," Jiang Kuo said, "I will send you the location?"
"Okay." Jiang Liao hung up the phone.
"What?" Ding Zhe asked, "Who is coming?"
Jiang Kuo had to admire this man's good ears.
"My sister is here," Jiang Kuo said, "I..."
This group of people already knew the reason why the six relatives did not recognize this box, and when they heard this, they immediately shouted.
"Hurry up and let her come over," Dong Kun said. "Should you call?"
"Will my sister be unwilling that a group of people like us are here..." Sun Ji was a little worried.
"It's okay, it's okay," Jiang Kuo waved his hand, "She's not like me... She doesn't mind, come over right away, and I'll send her a location."
She has nothing to do with me.
Duan Feifei called the waiter to come over and let the food be served later.
He turned around and asked Jiang Kuo, "Is she drinking or drinking?"
"Just drink with them," Jiang Kuo said. "She doesn't drink sweets, so don't worry about her."
"In order to let her eat this meal, you booked a private box for three days. Now that people are here, you said you don't need to worry about her," Duan Feifei said, "Is it so free and easy?"
"Yes." Jiang Kuo nodded.
It didn't take long for Jiang Leo's phone to call.
"I don't know if it's here, I can see a row of balconies..." Jiang Liao said.
"Yes, there is a parking lot below," Jiang Kuo got up and opened the door to the balcony, looking down, "You just let the taxi..."
"Okay, I see you." Jiang Liao hung up the phone.
"I'll pick it up." Jiang Kuo returned to the box and told everyone.
After Jiang Kuo went out, Duan Feifei was the only one in the room who was still sitting at the table and didn't move.
All four went to the balcony.
"Come in!" Duan Feifei was speechless, "It's almost done, isn't it embarrassing when people come in to see you all on the balcony..."
Before a few people entered the room, the box door was pushed open, and Jiang Kuo walked in, followed by a girl who was only half a head shorter than him, with simple black shoulder-length short hair and a black body.
"Damn," Ding Zhe whispered, "his sister is so tall."
"These are my classmates," Jiang Kuo said, "this is my sister, Jiang Liao."
"Hello, sister." Several people stood up.
"Hello everyone." Jiang Leo walked to the table, "Excuse me."
"Don't disturb, don't disturb," Dong Kun said quickly, "This was originally ordered by Jiang Kuo, my name is Dong Kun, this is..."
"Thank you, Brother Kun," Jiang Liaochong and Dong Kun clasped his fists, "I don't remember the names of Qing people very well, you can just feel free, you don't need to be so formal."
"Let's serve." Jiang Kuo turned around and said to the waiter.
Jiang Liao couldn't tell that she was Jiang Kuo's younger sister. She didn't look too similar. She looked more mature than Jiang Kuo, but she was very similar to Jiang Kuo. .
"Sister, are you traveling alone like this?" Liu Fatty asked, "It's amazing, you're not yet an adult, aren't you?"
"We are the same age," Jiang pointed to Jiang Kuo, "twins."
"Ah-" Everyone was amazed.
"The dragon and the phoenix really don't look like it." Ding Zhe concluded.
"Yes." Dong Kun nodded.
Jiang Kuo returned to a state where he didn't talk much, and occasionally whispered a few words with Jiang Liao, and more often he listened to Jiang Liao and chatted with them.
"Are you," Duan Feifei asked Jiang Kuo in a low voice, "you don't know your sister very well."
Jiang Kuo glanced at him and smiled: "No, we have always been like this. We fought when we were young, and we were too lazy to care when we grew up."
"You have the courage to let go of your child," Duan Feifei said. "Did she come out alone? She doesn't need to go to school?"
"Yes, this is the unevenness of life, that's all she can do," Jiang Kuo took a sip of his drink, "I don't have this kind of treatment."
"Then your participation is a bit too bad," Duan Feifei thought for a while, "I feel that at least she has better living ability than you, should she be able to install a washing machine?"
Jiang Kuo looked at him and didn't speak, and after a while he suddenly poked Jiang's arm: "Do you know how to install the washing machine?"
"Huh?" Jiang turned his head and was stunned, "Are you brain teasers?"
"Seriously, I bought a washing machine, how do I put it on?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Is there an installer for the brand?" Jiang Liao said.
"Have you seen it," Jiang Kuo said, "she's not sure if anyone will come to help with the installation."
"Did you say you can install it yourself?" Jiang Liao said, "It's alright as soon as the tube is plugged in and powered on."
"Did you see that?" Duan Feifei laughed.
"Do you know how to pretend?" Jiang Kuo didn't give up.
"I repaired your motorcycle." Jiang took a fatal blow.
Duan Feifei laughed even happier.
"Okay," Jiang Kuo nodded, "you can talk about yourself."
"But I have to say something fair," Jiang Liao looked at Duan Feifei seriously, "There is nothing he can't eat, drink, and play. Even if there is, you can play a piece in seconds every time, which is smart."
Duan Feifei smiled and nodded: "I see."
"Is this fair?" Jiang Kuo asked.
Jiang Liao ignored him, turned around and continued the previous topic with the others.
After chatting for about an hour while eating, Jiang Liao and Jiang Kuo bumped their heads and said a few words, then got up and left the box.
"Jiang Kuo, isn't your sister going to checkout?" Sun Ji responded quickly.
"How is it possible," Jiang Kuo said, "she's gone."
"Ah?" Several people were stunned.
"Just like this, come and go without a trace," Jiang Kuo said, "you continue."
"…Your sister is pretty cool," Dong Kun said, "with a personality."
Very cool Jiang Leo left a small cake for Jiang Kuo at the front desk.
When they finished eating and checked out, the waiter took it out and gave it to Jiang Kuo.
"Miss Jiang asked me to tell you," the waiter said, "She ate a corner of the cake."
"Understood," Jiang Kuo smiled, "Thank you."
"Birthday cake?" Ding Zhe asked.
"Well," Jiang Kuo nodded, "Let's go back to the dormitory in a while and share some food."
"Yes, both of you have the 21st birthday, right?" Ding Zhe said, "JK921."
"Yes," Jiang Kuo said, "eat in advance."
"Then the 21st still has a birthday, it's just a day," Dong Kun took out his phone and looked at it. "Next Thursday, we'll have a birthday for you."
"No need," Jiang Kuo said, "it's too troublesome."
"Let's go," Duan Feifei whispered behind him, "give them a chance to return the gift and eat two such high-level meals for nothing."
"Then... let's do it." Jiang Kuo nodded, "Don't be too complicated."
"Don't worry, it won't be complicated, it's impossible for the six relatives not to recognize them," Dong Kun said, "You can call those in your dormitory together, you've been hanging out at 107 every day, and it's even more outlandish if you don't call them on your birthday. Just go to the barbecue place on the mountain behind the school."
"There's a barbecue in the school?" Jiang Kuo was a little surprised.
"Yes, people often barbecue there," Liu Fatty said, "it's not too far from the place where Duan Feifei fought bravely."
"When he was hospitalized, we often went there to bake a meal to commemorate his heroic deeds." Sun Ji said.
Everyone went back to school separately, and the cake was divided at the door of the dormitory.
When Jiang Kuo and Duan Feifei walked into the dormitory, they happened to see Lu Haobo's threesome coming out of the dormitory opposite 107, and they lowered their heads and wrote something down in the notebook.
Jiang Kuo wondered if he and Lu Haobo had some kind of fate. No matter when he returned to the dormitory, he could meet Lu Haobo who was checking the bed.
When he looked up to see the two of them, Lu Haobo stopped and stood silently at the door of 107.
Duan Feifei opened the door of 107, and Jiang Kuo followed him into the dormitory.
"I don't want to come in," Jiang Kuo closed the door, "Is he going to be beaten again?"
"Please keep my words in mind." Duan Feifei glanced at him, and put the cake that had been cut by a few people and had a small corner left on the table.
Before they could sit down, there was a knock on the dormitory door.
"Is it him?" Jiang Kuo suppressed his voice, "It's not that I had a conflict with him at a time and place related to you, it's his trouble to find me at a time and place related to you..."
Duan Feifei opened the dormitory door in the past.
It was indeed Lu Haobo outside.
"Student Jiang Kuo," Lu Haobo looked at Duan Feifei, "In view of you..."
"I'm Duan Feifei." Duan Feifei looked at him.
"I'm talking to classmate Jiang Kuo." Lu Haobo still looked at him.
Duan Feifei stepped aside.
"Student Jiang Kuo, since you have moved to dormitory 107," Lu Haobo said, "119 has vacated a place. There is a student in 104 who wants to apply for a dormitory change. I have suggested that he change to dormitory 119. He will talk to your guide tomorrow. Say, hereby let you know."
Before Jiang Kuo could make a sound, Lu Haobo turned around and left.
Duan Feifei closed the door and turned around.
"It's so fucking cheap." Jiang Kuo sighed, "Do you have to let me go back to 119 to accept his bedchamber?"
"Are you back?" Duan Feifei asked.
"I'm back." Jiang Kuo said, took the remote control and turned on the air conditioner.
Today, in fact, you can turn off the air conditioner, but if you really don't turn it on, I think it's almost meaningless.
Duan Feifei opened the dormitory door again and stuck his head out.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Kuo was startled.
Duan Feifei warned himself not to conflict with Lu Haobo one second before, and the next second he planned to provoke Lu Haobo in front of the crowd in the dormitory in the corridor, what is his brain circuit?
Although he didn't mind the two of them going to the corridor to fight, but today Lu Ning just talked to him softly, he couldn't just make trouble again if he didn't like Lu Haobo again.
He rushed over to push the door with one hand and grabbed Duan Feifei's collar with the other, trying to drag him back before he could say anything.
One grab, one pull, one push.
A set of movements that flow through the clouds.
It got stuck on Duan Feihan's chin.
Or it was because Duan Feihan's chin was stuck on the door frame.
Before his head was pulled back into the house, the door was pushed past by Jiang Kuo's hand.
Between the door frame and the door, Duan Feifei made a very short sound.
"Uh."
"Come on." Jiang Kuo quickly released the hand that was pushing the door.
Duan Feifei held the door, slowly put his head back, and turned to look at him: "Can you drink like this after a night of drinks?"
"...Sorry." Jiang Kuo saw that his neck turned red a few seconds later.
"What are you?" Duan Feifei was very puzzled.
"What do I still want to ask you?" Jiang Kuo said, "He's gone, you have to tease him, you didn't drink for nothing this night."
Duan Feifei rubbed his neck: "I'll go to 104."
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo was stunned.
Duan Feifei ignored him, opened the door and went out.
Two minutes later, he pushed the door and came back.
"Student Li Xiao of 104 has decided not to change dormitories for the time being," he said, "I don't even consider 119 to change."
"What did you tell him?" Jiang Kuo was a little surprised.
"If you can say anything, just tell him not to change to 119," Duan Feifei said, "He is very talkative, and said that it will not be changed for the time being. Originally, he just thought that there was a wall on the side of his bed that was inconvenient to go up and down. "
"That's it?" Jiang Kuo didn't believe it, "Did you threaten him?"
"That's impossible," Duan Feifei said. "This kind of thing can't be bought for 3,400 yuan."
It took Jiang Kuo a long time to figure out how the 3,400 yuan came from.
"Thank you," he said.
"Do you want to eat cake?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Eat it," Jiang Kuo walked over, "it won't taste good any longer."
"Then I'll eat it directly," Duan Feifei said, "I wish you a happy birthday on the 21st."
"Well." Jiang Kuo nodded.
Duan Feifei reached out and took the small plate, poked it in the middle of the cake, and cut it in half.
Quite easy.
Jiang Kuo took another plate and tried to get the remaining half into the plate, but he failed to push the cake from one side of the box to the other.
"It's hard to die," Duan Feifei said. "If you want, you can just grab it with a fork and eat it directly from the box. How about you push the curling?"
"You have a grudge against Lu Haobo because of what you owe. There is no other reason." Jiang Kuo picked up the fork, pulled the cake onto the plate, sat down and started eating.
When the cake came into his mouth, Jiang Kuo felt a little uncomfortable.
This was the first time he was away from home on his birthday. I wonder if President Jiang and his wife would miss him, but fortunately, Jiang Leo said that he would be home on the 21st.
Should he call home then?
With the company of their daughter, do they still need a son who has run away from home?
Or Mr. Jiang would call Cannon, and Cannon would send it over with his mobile phone in hand.
After eating the cake, he hadn't heard the sound of the sleeping group leaving, so he took a box of matches from the table in a bored way.
"Do you smoke?" he asked Duan Feifei.
"Sometimes the power goes out," said Duan Feifei, "for candles."
"... There will be a power outage?" Jiang Kuo added another layer of despair to the dormitory.
"It's so fresh," said Duan Feifei, "where is the power outage?"
Jiang Kuo sighed, took out a match, stood and pressed it on the phosphorus surface, flicked it lightly, the match swished with a swishing sound, turned around and caught it between the index and middle fingers, and the flame rushed up. burning.
He blew out the fire and took out another.
With a flick again, the match was struck, turned around and stood between his fingers.
Duan Feifei stretched out his hand when he unconsciously reached the fourth.
"Huh?" He looked at Duan Feifei.
"I'll try." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo put the match in his hand.
Duan Feifei also took one out and pressed it on the phosphor surface.
Jiang Kuo put his arms on his knees, leaned over there, and watched his movements. So far, Duan Feifei's movements have been very standard. According to this movement, you can click with a single flick...
The match flicked out from Duan Feifei's fingertips, and he simply spun forward neatly in a circle, tossing and hitting Jiang Kuo's face.
Jiang Kuo didn't move and looked at him.
Duan Feifei didn't move, and settled with him face to face for a while: "Fortunately, I didn't paddle."
Jiang Kuo raised his hand and wiped it on his face.
"I'll try again." Duan Feifei took out another match.
"You rush over there." Jiang Kuo pointed in the direction of the door.
Duan Feifei turned sideways, faced the door, and pondered for a while in his dantian.
"Huh!"
The match did not pop out this time.
He was directly pressed on the matchbox.
He took out the third one, pressed it vertically, and looked at Jiang Kuo: "Is there any trick?"
Jiang Kuo dragged the chair forward, leaned in and stretched out his finger, and lightly touched the fingertip on which he was pressing the match: "Here, don't press too hard..."
Before he could finish speaking, Duan Feifei's fingers flicked, and the match that was being pressed popped out from the side.
He simply turned forward in a circle neatly, tossed and smashed into Jiang Kuo's face.
Jiang Kuo closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "Duan Feihan, if I didn't need you to help me install the washing machine, you would have been beaten by now, you know."
"I'm ticklish." Duan Feifei rubbed his fingertips.
"Who the hell is itchy fingers?" Jiang Kuo wiped his face angrily, "Who's itchy flesh grows on his fucking fingers!"
"Really, why am I lying to you?" Duan Feifei sighed, opened the matchbox, and prepared to take another.
Jiang Kuo grabbed the matchbox, opened the drawer, threw it in, and then closed the drawer with a bang: "Give it up, you don't have the wisdom."
"Do you smoke?" Duan Feifei asked.
"No smoking." Jiang Kuo replied.
"Then it's useless for you to learn this stuff," Duan Feifei said, "you don't have a chance to play a flower while lighting a cigarette."
"You don't need to learn, just read it once," Jiang Kuo said. "The more useless things are, the quicker you can get started."
Duan Feifei looked at him, stunned for two seconds, and then laughed.
Jiang Kuo leaned back on the chair and was happy to think about it.
Lu Haobo finally led the dormitory inspection team through the door of 107 and left the dormitory building.
Jiang Kuo stretched and stood up: "I went to bed."
"Yeah." Duan Feifei responded.
"Good night." Jiang Kuo said as he opened the door.
"Good night." Duan Feifei said.
Today, 119 has not been harassed by Lu Haobo. It seems that his work attitude has improved.
"Did you come back from 107?" Li Zirui asked.
"Well." Jiang Kuo nodded, and when he looked at his desk, he found that the sunglasses case on the table had been moved, and they were neatly arranged side by side with the lamp.
When he looked at the bed again, the pillow that he had thrown at random was in its place.
In order to deal with the bed check, the people in the dormitory had to clean up the aftermath for him after tidying up their site.
"Thank you." Jiang Kuo was very moved, "I'm used to throwing things around all the time."
"It's alright," Tang Li said, "at least you have folded the quilt, but the pillow has not been put away."
Jiang Kuo smiled and sat on the chair: "Let's have a barbecue next Thursday."
"Huh?" Several people looked at him, but didn't respond.
"It's my birthday," Jiang Kuo said. "Let's play together, just relax after the military training. There is a place over the mountain where we can have a barbecue."
"Okay," Li Zirui responded first, "Is it the 21st? Yes, yes."
Tang Li and Ma Xiao also responded. After all, the military training has consumed a lot in the past few days, and they are quite willing to hear that they can eat barbecue without delaying the sleep check.
"I can prepare a gift for you a few days in advance." Tang Li said.
"Don't give gifts," Jiang Kuo said immediately, "just eat."
"That's not good, what's your birthday?" Li Zirui said.
"I don't lack anything. I've received all kinds of gifts since I was a child. I can't feel any joy anymore. You still spend money," Jiang Kuo said.
There was a brief moment of silence in the dormitory, but it was quickly broken by Li Zirui: "Okay! Eat a big meal!"
These people are actually very easy to get along with, Li Zirui has a big heart, Tang Li is honest, Ma Xiao... Ma Xiao doesn't seem to exist.
The topic quickly changed to where to buy barbecue ingredients. Tang Li suggested going to a nearby market to buy it: "It's cheaper than the supermarket..."
Halfway through he stopped again.
"Okay." Jiang Kuo nodded.
After the military training, it entered the final stage and began to walk in various formations.
Jiang Kuo found that he had adapted to the military training, and in the boring and repeated movements, he was no longer irritable.
Except for a change of clothes.
He asked Cannon to buy him a washing machine, and Cannon took two days to choose.
"I'll send it to you in the afternoon," said Cannon. "Are you sure you don't need someone to install it at your door?"
"No, just send it to the dormitory, I'll do the rest myself." Jiang Kuo said.
"Yourself?" Cannon was suspicious. "Your own self?"
"Don't talk nonsense," Jiang Kuo said, "Does a washing machine still need someone to install it?"
"Okay." Cannon said, "It seems that he has grown up, and people still have to throw it out and have a good experience."
President Jiang's lines book has been updated again.
When Jiang Kuo's washing machine was brought in, Duan Feifei was leaning on the reclining chair and chatting with Duan Ling, discussing how to reverse the tragic situation of Benben that no one cares about.
The door of the dormitory was not closed, and they watched two workers pass by carrying a huge box.
Jiang Kuo followed behind.
Then he stopped outside the door and tilted his head at him: "Go and put it on."
"You bought a refrigerator?" Duan Feifei stood up, walked out the door and looked at the box in front of him.
"Washing machine." Jiang Kuo said.
"Why is the washing machine so big?" Duan Feifei was a little surprised.
"It's not too big, it's just a big package. I measured the size and asked Cannon to buy it," Jiang Kuo said. "It just fits under the concrete table next to the sink on the balcony, where there is water."
Duan Feifei quickly imagined: "Are you sure that the lid of your washing machine can still be opened under the concrete table?"
"Yes." Jiang Kuo was firm.
Twenty minutes later, the packing box of the washing machine was removed, and Duan Feifei knew why Jiang Kuo was so sure.
He bought a built-in front-loading washing machine that was full of technology and would not be less than 8,000 yuan.
Jiang Kuo decided to install a washing machine himself in order to be less ostentatious, but he bought a washing machine with "I'm expensive" printed on the shell very ostentatiously.
It even attracted a visit from a few dormitories next to it.
Tear-jerking logic.
It also increases the difficulty of installation.
"Can you pretend?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"…Yes," said Duan Feifei, "wait for me to ask Uncle Zhao to borrow a toolbox."
"Do you still need tools?" Jiang Kuo said, "You said it the other day as if you could just stretch out your hand twice to install it."
"You have to buy a turbo washing machine with the lid on. You don't need to install it. Just throw a hose in and let the water go in." Duan Feifei said.
When Duan Feifei went to borrow the toolbox, several people in the dormitory watched the washing machine for a long time, studying the buttons on it.
"It's not me," Li Zirui said, "Jiang Kuo, I'm not surprised that you can afford this thing, and I'm not surprised that you can buy it. I'm just a little worried about whether you will use it..."
"It shouldn't be difficult, it's just a few clicks." Jiang Kuo said, "You will use it together, and I will see when you use it."
Several people looked at him together.
"I paid for the electricity bill," Jiang Kuo said. "There is a washing machine in the dormitory, so I can't go to the laundry room to use the public one."
"Thank you." Tang Li said.
"China's good roommate." Ma Xiao said suddenly.
Duan Feifei came back with the toolbox, squatted on the balcony and started to connect the water inlet to the washing machine.
Jiang Kuo originally thought that he was too useless. He couldn't do the job that everyone could do easily, but after watching it for a while, he found that several roommates couldn't do it either.
The only thing better than him is that they know they have to take over.
"What is this?" Jiang Kuo asked, squatting beside Duan Feifei, pointing to a circle of white tape that was so thin that it would break when pulled.
"Water leak proof," Duan Feifei said, "Just look at it. If you plan to learn it, you will also take this washing machine."
Jiang Kuo didn't say anything again, squatting beside him and watching silently.
After looking at it for a while, he took another bucket of Li Zirui, buckled it on the ground, and sat up to continue watching.
Duan Feifei is very skilled, and at first glance, he is often working.
For some reason, he felt relieved to look at it.
In the past, Jiang Liao liked to watch videos of all kinds of craftsmen, from woodworking to mechanical production. She said that she likes to watch hands. Human hands will look very beautiful, full of strength and elegance when they are in a skilled working state.
Pleasant to watch.
Jiang Kuo always felt that Jiang Liao's spiritual world was very wonderful, and he didn't pay much attention to this.
Looking at Duan Feifei's hand now, he suddenly agreed with Jiang Liao's words.
It's really nice.
Pleasure.
The water pipe interface of the dormitory does not match the pipe of the washing machine, so Duan Feifei only connected the pipe after adding the interface. He had been stuck under the concrete table, and the light was blocked between the washing machine and the wall, so he had to rely on Jiang Kuo's mobile phone's light to illuminate it for him.
Earning three hundred bucks isn't a bad thing at all.
"Okay." He squatted and took two steps back, getting up and trying to stand up.
When he heard Jiang Kuo's "Hey!", his head had slammed into the concrete platform.
...but it doesn't hurt.
He immediately reacted and stepped back to take a look. Sure enough, he saw that the back of Jiang Kuo's left hand was scraped off by the rough cement particles under the countertop.
If it hits the head directly, the drum will not run away.
"You're very quick," Duan Feifei quickly turned on the tap, "Push it."
"I knew you had to hit," Jiang Kuo frowned and put his hand into the water and rushed, "I let it go ahead of time, I knew that your head was so hard, so I let you knock it directly, the head and the table are not necessarily who they are. Broken."
"Thank you," Duan Feifei smiled, "If you know that you are so caring, I will definitely come out on my stomach."
"The main reason is that it's too troublesome," Jiang Kuo looked at the pipe below, "I feel like I shouldn't have filled up the oil yesterday."
"That's easy to say..." Duan Feifei stretched out his hand and started to take out his phone.
Jiang Kuo turned and walked away.
This washing machine is a powerful tool for making roommates closer.
A group of people studied around the washing machine for a while, washing, dehydrating, drying, and disinfecting everything.
Li Zirui took out one of his own T-shirts and planned to try it. Tang Li felt that one would definitely not work, so he contributed two more, and Ma Xiao took another pair of trousers and a pillow towel.
"Do you have anything to wash?" Li Zirui asked Jiang Kuo.
"I just took it back from my hotel yesterday after washing it, and I wore this set," Jiang Kuo said. "Let's try this first."
From the tossing after dinner to the immediate sleep check, the clothes were finally washed, and all the functions were used again.
"That's good, isn't it that you can't have clothes on the clothesline," Tang Li said. "This time, it's really gone, so I just put it in the closet. This is an artifact of our dormitory's evaluation."
Tang Li was still thinking of being excellent, Jiang Kuo had to praise him, he is really a good guy with enthusiasm and optimism.
Although Lu Haobo still has a stern face now, the working attitude of the dormitory investigation team has improved a lot, and he will not deliberately pick on it. It's just that Jiang Kuo still stayed in 107 for the past few times, and the classmates in 104 gave up again. Thinking of the dormitory, Lu Haobo finally didn't go out.
Not finding fault is his greatest patience.
But now the temperature is getting lower and lower every day, and the air conditioner at 107 is completely useless. As soon as the bed check team left, Jiang Kuo went back to 119. For several days in a row, he actually felt a little boring.
The roommates are good people, but nothing to talk about.
Choking a few words with Duan Feifei at 107 was more chatty than lying in the dormitory.
Especially after so many days of military training, after the morning report performance, Jiang Kuo will face an empty afternoon, and he feels a little empty for a while.
Fortunately, Tang Li made a good suggestion.
"Let's go to the market to buy materials for barbecue," Tang Li said. "I have already asked. There is a place to help deal with it, and it can also help to marinate it."
"Okay!" Jiang Kuo responded immediately with a slap in the face.
Several people found a few shopping bags and set off.
When passing 107, the door was closed. Since he didn't need to turn on the air conditioner, Duan Feihan would keep the door open most of the time, and he would basically be absent when he closed it.
Go home, why don't you go home in an empty afternoon?
But Jiang Kuo knocked on the door twice as he walked. If he was there, he could buy materials together. After all, Duan Feifei was a local and lived nearby, so he must be familiar with the market.
Unfortunately, the door didn't open.
Only then did Jiang Kuo realize that he and Duan Feifei had never been friends, and he didn't know his phone number. At this moment, he didn't have any contact information to find someone temporarily.
Everyone went out of the school gate, swept a few cars, and went to the market under the leadership of Tang Li.
This market is not the same as Jiang Kuo imagined. It is much bigger, and it looks clean. There are rows and rows of storefronts and stalls, basically everything you want, don't want, know, and don't know.
No wonder Tang Li wants to come here, it's more than the supermarket, and it's cheaper.
"Our daily necessities such as pots and buckets are also bought here, in the outside row," Tang Li said, "I haven't browsed here."
"...Oh." Jiang Kuo couldn't understand, although this is also a farmers market, "Then you can browse through it today."
The market has several doors, the door next to their meat section went in.
This was Jiang Kuo's first time entering the vegetable market. All kinds of fresh meat without any packaging suddenly filled his field of vision, and he was a little uncomfortable.
But didn't dare to show it.
In front of several roommates who had already started watching meat from stall by stall, he couldn't be so suspended...
Standing behind them waiting for them to inspect the meat stall, Jiang Kuo heard the cry of a child behind him, followed by a man's voice: "Where's the dog!"
When Jiang Kuo turned his head, a yellow dog was kicked by a man to his leg, and the dog quickly fled to the corner with its tail squeaked.
Probably the dog suddenly came out and scared the child.
The child was fine, the man scolded a few words, did not continue to chase, and left with the child.
Jiang Kuo looked at the dog huddled in the corner, hesitated, and walked into a grocery store next to him.
After looking around, I chose a luggage packing belt among the various ropes.
The dog was no longer in the corner when he came out.
He walked over to a passage by the corner and looked, and found the dog in the passage, turning his head to look at him.
"Dog, don't be afraid," he squatted down and stretched out his hand, "Come on."
The dog turned and looked at him.
"Come here," Jiang Kuo whispered twice, "I'll take you to live a good life."
"What's wrong?" Tang Li's voice came from behind.
"Is there any meat? Give me a piece," Jiang Kuo said. "I want to catch this dog."
"I didn't cut it," Tang Li put the whole bag of mutton he just bought in front of him. "Are you a stray dog? Where did you catch it? You can't keep it in the dormitory, maybe hamsters are fine."
"There's the cannon," Jiang Kuo said. "This dog is so big that it scared the child just now. The next time it gets angry, it will be killed."
Jiang Kuo likes dogs, and he likes all kinds of dogs. This is probably because his parents, Mr. Jiang and his wife, like dogs very much.
Jiang Kuo knew that his mother had been donating dog food to the nearby rescue courtyard. When he was not so busy, he would even go to the courtyard to do volunteer cleaning.
Lamb is still a bit attractive to dogs. This dog is in the market, and it can be seen that it is not really afraid of people. If it hadn't just been kicked, it is estimated that it would have been attracted without mutton.
The dog walked to the mutton, and when he just stretched out his head to lick it, Jiang Kuo pulled the mutton away.
The dog looked up at him with a "are you sick" expression.
Jiang Kuo put the packing rope around its neck and fastened a retractable buckle, and the dog basically didn't struggle.
"Okay," Jiang Kuo tugged at the rope, "let's go, buy meat with us first, and then I'll ask your Uncle Pao to pick you up."
"Buy some beef." Li Zirui said.
"Buy better ones." Jiang Kuo likes beef. He doesn't have many requirements for other meats, but he has very high requirements for beef. Although it is almost impossible to buy top-quality beef in the vegetable market, he still hopes to be able to Be as good as possible.
"Then go to the store," Tang Li said. "It should be better than the one at the stall."
"Okay." Jiang Kuo nodded.
A few people followed the search, Ma Xiao pointed to the front: "I think this one is more advanced."
In view of what Ma Xiao said this afternoon, everyone decided to adopt his suggestion.
Jiang Kuo took a look. The store is indeed bigger, and the front of the door is very clean. There are three big words on the front of the door, Niu Sandao.
He followed behind everyone, keeping the dog's line shortest, with the dog next to his leg.
There is a very large table in front of the store, where beef is neatly stacked, and there are many large pieces of meat hanging on it.
It looked good, but it was impossible to live up to his demands.
"Good." He emphasized afterward.
"Buy some beef?" A girl in the store came over and took the knife on the case.
"We want to be good." Li Zirui said.
"It's all good," the girl waved her knife. "We don't have bad beef in our store."
"Really?" Jiang Kuo said.
The girl glanced at Li Zirui and Tang Li through the gap between them: "Why are you lying to me? My meat is second in this market, and no one dares to say first."
"How good?" Jiang Kuo tried to ask, "Which is the best?"
Ma Xiao glanced back at him and hesitated.
It is easy to do this when the frequency of mouth usage is too low.
The girl narrowed her eyes: "There is more than one kind of best. It depends on what you want to do. Different methods have different 'best'.
"Whatever." Jiang Kuo thought about it and thought it was just a roast. The craftsmanship of this group of people, no matter how good the beef is, and the seasoning, can't be eaten.
"What does this mean?" The girl was a little unhappy. "Are you buying meat or finding fault? I don't even know what I want to eat, so I'm here to tell you so much."
"Kobe beef." Jiang Kuo looked at her.
Several people were stunned and looked at him together.
"Is there?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Is it a change?" The girl stared at him for two seconds, then suddenly raised her arm, the knife in her hand slashed down sharply, and the blade slashed into the chopping board.
Clang.
Jiang Kuo was so frightened that he jumped on the spot and almost stepped on the dog's paw. Several people in the dormitory also took a half step back in shock.
The girl's eyes widened, and she turned her head and shouted: "Duan Feifei! Come out! Someone is looking for trouble!"
Duan Extraordinary?
Before Jiang Kuo could react more shocked to the name, the door in the inner room opened, and a man in big pants and flip-flops came out.
He lifted the chair next to the door with one foot and shouted, "Serve you!"
As Duan Feifei shouted, the atmosphere inside and outside the store suddenly froze.
The four people outside stared at him, and the tense atmosphere was quite embarrassing at this time, not knowing whether to go or stay.
"What?" Duan Feifei looked at them in surprise.
"Come here and ask questions, don't tell me what meat you want, don't tell me what you want to do, and finally give me a message," Duan Ling pointed to Jiang Kuo, who was standing in the last hidden position and couldn't hide himself. , with a bright voice, "Kobe beef!"
"You go here to buy Kobe beef?" Duan Feifei looked at Jiang Kuo from the gap between Tang Li and Li Zirui's heads, "Are you going to heaven?"
"Is this your store?" Tang Li was inexplicably excited.
"Ah." Duan Feifei looked at him, "If he wants to buy Kobe beef, you take him to buy it from me? If I hadn't known you, you were asking me to use a stick to drive it out the back door!"
"No, no," Tang Li said, "We're just here to buy beef and have a barbecue on Thursday."
"...Come in." Duan Feifei sighed.
"Your classmate?" Duan Ling asked, his eyes still staring in surprise.
"Well," Duan Feifei nodded, and Chong Jiangkuo raised his chin, "He's the kid who drives the sports car."
"It's you?" Duan Ling looked at Jiang Kuo, "I said how dare someone be so crazy!"
"This is my cousin, Duan Ling," Duan Feifei introduced to several people, "Let her pick the meat, and my old aunt will help to process it in a while."
"Hello, sister." Several people entered the store, very polite, and Li Zirui even bowed.
I don't know if it was frightened by Duan Ling's knife.
Several people from 119 entered the store, only Jiang Kuo was still standing outside and didn't move.
"Come in, what's the point?" Duan Feifei walked over, "Would you like me to lay a red carpet for you, and then carry you in... Benben?"
Jiang Kuo didn't plan to go in because he was leading the dog. As a result, Duan Feifei suddenly called the dog a much more formal name than the big and small Huang Wang, and he was stunned: "Your dog?"
Duan Feifei didn't bother to answer him, he reached out and touched the dog's neck, then turned around and waved at Duan Ling: "Isn't it tied? Why did you run out?"
Duan Lingfei quickly ran back and glanced at the passage, then ran out again, holding the collar and the leash in his hand: "The collar may be loose, it's hanging behind."
After speaking, she smiled at Jiang Kuo again: "Thank you, Sister Gang misunderstood you, don't worry!"
"It's alright," Jiang Kuo also smiled, Duan Ling's makeup was very flamboyant, but he could still see that he looked a lot like Duan Feifei, like his own siblings, he looked down at this man named Ben Ben the dog, "I just saw it by the gate, scared the child, and was kicked..."
"Who kicked!" Duan Ling's voice suddenly rose.
Jiang Kuo jumped and bumped into Duan Feifei's shoulder.
"Hey, hey, control the volume," Duan Feifei pulled Duan Ling's arm, "Be reasonable, it will scare children first."
"Hey, we have to hurry," Duan Ling frowned, "I have to run again, maybe I won't see you again..."
Duan Feifei looked at the packing belt that Jiang Kuo tied to Benben, and then looked at Jiang Kuo: "Are you going to take it away?"
"Well, I thought it was a stray dog," Jiang Kuo bent down and touched the dog's head, "It's so pitiful..."
"It's a stray dog," Duan Feifei said, "I'm tethered to the back of the store for now, sorry?"
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo was stunned, "Well."
"Is it miserable?" Duan Feifei said again.
Jiang Kuo frowned: "Are you sick?"
"Where are you going to take it?" Duan Feifei said.
"Cannon rented a room," Jiang Kuo said, "I'll tell him..."
Before he could finish speaking, Duan Feifei had already put the collar around Ben Ben's neck, then took his hand and pressed the leash into his hand: "Here it is for you."
Although he originally planned to take it away, but now that Duan Feifei explained it, he didn't know what to say.
"Don't worry," said Duan Feifei. "If Cannon doesn't like local dogs, you can tell him it's a Shiba Inu. If it grows too big in the future, you can say it's a cross between Shiba and Akita."
Jiang Kuo glared at him, and it took a long time before he said, "You can really blow it."