Although he hinted in his heart that he should not be angry, he could still smile calmly when encountering such a thing, even if it was the reincarnation of Maitreya Buddha with a smiling face full of Buddha spirit.
For a few seconds, Ji Mingshu really wanted to put his phone on Cen Sen's face, to show him how his shocking ex-girlfriend Bai Lian was acting like a bitch.
But the remaining sliver of reason told her that since Cen Sen said that she would never miss the past, she shouldn't take her anger out on him for no reason.
Maybe Li Wenyin was sure that she would quarrel with Cen Sen because of her bad temper, and deliberately used such a trick to drive a wedge between their husband and wife, and now she was waiting to see her play.
That's right.
Can't be tricked, absolutely can't be tricked!
But really angry! ! ! !
Ji Mingshu picked up the pillow, stuffed his head for a while, then kicked Cen Sen away, put down his legs and sat up straight, his whole body was so angry, he jumped back and forth on the verge of getting angry and questioning.
Normally, Ji Mingshu was always straightforward, but when it came to Li Wenyin, her arch-nemesis, she was in a daze.
The elementary school outside has not yet finished school, but the nearby small shops have opened, and the small vendors pushing carts are also opening their stalls one after another.
"Stop!" Ji Mingshu suddenly yelled, looked at the stall outside and said, "I'm hungry."
The driver was clever and immediately answered, "Ma'am, what do you want to eat? I'll go down and buy it."
Ji Mingshu: "No, I'll go by myself."
After getting off the car, Ji Mingshu went straight to the frying stall and ordered chicken tenders.
Fried stalls, like stationery stores, are a standard part of off-campus life in all small, medium and large schools. Except for the skyrocketing prices and the QR code posted on the car, everything is familiar from memory.
The hawker acted numbly, picked up some chicken fillets from the iron pan and put them on the scale. If there was too much, he picked up two pieces from the small scale, shook them lightly, and threw them back to the iron pan.
His series of skillful and detached operations seemed to be telling Ji Mingshu: give up, my stall cannot be paid for by its beauty.
In fact, Ji Mingshu started to strictly control her diet since she was a sophomore in high school. When she was a child, she also loved to eat junk food. Sprite and Coke, potato chips and spicy sticks, and fried barbecue were all her favorites.
When she was in junior high school, she also took advantage of her youth and good metabolism, and went to have supper with her little sisters every now and then.
But in the summer vacation after the first year of high school, the class organized the last gathering before class division. She ate a lot of heavy oil and spicy skewers mixed with beer. The family doctor diagnosed it as acute gastroenteritis, and he was hung up on water for three days.
At that time, my aunt was distressed and taught a lesson, and her cousins were also yelling around her. She was frightened by these Tang monks, so she had to raise four fingers and swear, "I will never eat junk food again. Otherwise, I will marry an ugly monster in the future!"
The little cousin's eyes were sharp and serious, so he insisted on pressing a finger back for her to make her send it again.
With a guilty conscience, Ji Mingshu sent it again weakly, only then was he temporarily clean. It's just that she was the only one left in the room, and she felt that the silence was a bit too much, and the pain in her stomach became more and more obvious.
She curled up on the bed, rubbing her belly with tears, remembering how the girls in her class said at the party, "Li Wenyin actually caught Cen Sen" and "Life is so good", and couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning.
In memory, that should be the most difficult night in her life so far.
She didn't take the oath seriously when she made the oath, but after that night, she had a lingering shadow of gastroenteritis, and she was terrified when she saw junk food, but she actually fulfilled her promise and changed her mind and started a new life.
The chicken fillets wrapped in bread crumbs in the oil pan turned into golden butterflies. Ji Mingshu returned to his thoughts, and poked the glass cabinet again, "Add a piece of ham sausage."
At some point, Cen Sen had already followed.
He glanced at Ji Mingshu, and didn't see any particularly strong desire for fried food from her eyes.
The stuff was fried quickly, Ji Mingshu held the chicken fillet, and handed the ham sausage to Cen Sen, "Help me get it."
Cen Sen didn't answer for a while.
She didn't know which tendon was wrong, so she suddenly slapped the ham sausage in his face, and challenged him sourly: "Didn't you help your girlfriend get snacks when you were studying?"
Cen Sen finally took the bamboo stick from her and thought about it, "No."
"..."
Ghost letter.
If he didn't take any snacks, then Li Wenyin was remembering the ghost.
Ji Mingshu walked towards a beef noodle shop angrily, but Cen Sen reminded him behind him, "The one in front tastes better."
"how do you know?"
Cen Sen said flatly, "I used to study here."
...
Ji Mingshu was stunned for two seconds, then turned to look at the elementary school across the road.
—The Second Primary School Attached to Star City Normal University.
The red paint of the school name is somewhat mottled, like the old sentry box, it seems that it has not been renovated for many years. The road inside the school is covered by lush trees on both sides, and the further you look in, the more indistinct it becomes, only the brick-red teaching building in the distance can be vaguely seen.
When Cen Sen was in Star City, did he study here
For some reason, a small street that looked ordinary at first, suddenly has a familiar taste of the old days, which makes people inexplicably want to know more.
Until following Cen Sen into the powder shop, Ji Mingshu was still looking around carefully. It was hard for her to imagine that Cen Sen, who was a little luotou, had lived here for a long time.
Cen Sen thought she was suffering from princess disease and couldn't accept such a simple environment, so he even spread two paper towels on the plastic stool. Unexpectedly, Ji Mingshu didn't see it at all, and after looking at it, he pulled a small plastic stool and sat down.
The boss looked Cen Sen up and down, his eyes seemed to say, "What does a big man care about more than this pretty girl?" Cen Sen didn't change his face, sat down and ordered, "Two bowls of beef noodles, slightly spicy."
Ji Mingshu corrected: "I don't want beef, I want three delicacies."
"okay."
At this moment, the elementary school students hadn't finished school yet, and the boss quickly cooked the noodles for them in three to five minutes.
The boss is an honest person, and the difference in treatment is very obvious. Cen Sen's bowl is considered a normal portion, but Ji Mingshu's bowl, the three delicacies on the three delicacies noodles are piled up like a hill.
Regrettably, Ji Mingshu's little bird stomach is destined to live up to the boss's kind intention of increasing the quantity without increasing the price. She has controlled her diet for a long time, and she has developed a physical and psychological habit. After eating a few chicken tenders, the calorie numbers are spinning rapidly in her mind.
She couldn't eat it now, so she could only stir it in the bowl with chopsticks.
Xu felt that the atmosphere was too quiet, so she asked Cen Sen while disturbing, "Did you often come to this restaurant to eat when you were in elementary school?"
Cen Sen added some chili peppers to the bowl, "Not often, I usually eat it at home."
When it comes to going home, Ji Mingshu can't help but think of Chen Biqing and An Ning. After only meeting once, Cen Sen didn't seem to contact them anymore. Is he planning to just ignore them
Ji Mingshu rested his chin, and said casually, "I look at Moments, it seems that An Ning has started school."
Cen Sen glanced up, not knowing how his brain had turned, and suddenly asked, "Do you want to ask Cen Yang if he's back?"
"...?"
"I don't."
Ji Mingshu subconsciously denied it, but was still very confused.
Conscience of heaven and earth, she is as tired as a dog every day, how can she have time to think about Cen Yang with a blurred face.
Cen Sen didn't know if he believed it or not, and he didn't answer the call anyway.
Ji Mingshu recovered from his bewilderment, thinking that he suddenly changed the subject to Cen Yang because he didn't want to talk about family issues, so he didn't force it anymore.
After all, this matter had nothing to do with her, and she also asked herself if she had the ability to act as a conciliator to repair the messy family relationship in her plastic husband's house.
In the next second, she remembered something that had a lot to do with her.
Li Wenyin's interview was really sincere and he missed their relationship so much, wouldn't it be so rare for just three months? Has she never seen a man? Just such a cold and hard stinky stone, and Li Wenyin's little white lotus is still holding it like a treasure!
It's okay not to think about it, but when she thinks about it, she feels uncomfortable all over, and wants to be a monster crazily.
Suddenly, she picked up the vinegar bottle and added half a bottle of vinegar to Cen Sen. She stared at his bowl and said reverently, "I think adding some vinegar is more delicious."
Cen Sen paused with his chopsticks and didn't say much, he just changed the positions of their bowls.
When I came out of the powder shop, the sun was already setting. The elementary school students on the opposite side were either stretching their necks to look for their parents, or getting on the school bus at the row station.
Ji Mingshu stood on the side of the road, and suddenly, like a primary school student, he dragged Cen Sen and refused to move.
Cen Sen: "What?"
"My feet hurt and I can't walk."
After a warning, Ji Xiaoque started acting like a demon.
Cen Sen glanced down, "Then I'll ask the driver to drive over."
Ji Mingshu: "This is a one-way street, and the car has to make a big detour when turning around."
She doesn't even have a driver's license, but she knows traffic rules very well.
Cen Sen ignored her and planned to make a call.
But she stretched out her hand to cover the phone, and said confidently: "Why do you like to trouble others so much?"
"..."
Cen Sen glanced at her with a look of "everyone is qualified to say this but you are not". After a moment of silence, he asked again: "Then what do you want, will you carry me?"
Ji Mingshu folded his hands and looked around, deliberately making a calm and breezy posture, and half-closed his eyes, "When I was young, every time I couldn't walk, brother Cen Yang would carry me on his back."
"..."
Cen Sen continued to check the driver's phone.
"...?"
What kind of shit attitude is he
She wouldn't really want him to recite it in front of a group of elementary school students, but at least she should show her gentleness and consideration as a husband. Didn't she recite Li Wenyin before? Why can't you carry her on your back!
The more Ji Xiaoque thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he got angry. Without thinking about it, he said, "I don't know when Brother Cen Yang will come back. Brother Cen Yang has been smart since he was a child. He should have developed well in foreign countries these years. Speaking of which, I have no idea." I have met several outstanding boys like him, and he is also very kind, he fed the stray cats near the alley when I was a child."
Just when Ji Mingshu was making up nonsense, the driver had already been notified and brought the car over.
Cen Sen stepped forward to open the car door, then paused suddenly, looked back at Ji Mingshu, and said flatly, "He has many traditional Chinese virtues, but unfortunately I don't have any."
Ji Mingshu: "...?"
Before she could react, the car door closed with a "bang".