"Teacher Qian likes to take advantage of small things." Xue Yuantong quietly told Jiang Ning.
She often covets the vegetables grown by Uncle Tang, and even asks Butcher Zhang for pig meat. During festivals, her mother steams steamed buns, deep-fried snacks, and makes pickles, and Teacher Qian always takes the largest portion.
Jiang Ning started the battery car: "Indeed, he even cheated Dongdong's pocket money."
Dongdong is a well-known naughty kid in the bungalow. This summer, Jiang Ning used a ghost array to scare him away. Otherwise, he would cause harm to the neighborhood.
Xue Yuantong came one by one: "Yes, my family just moved to a bungalow a few years ago. One day there was a strong wind. Dongdong picked up a pot, took it to the river dam and sold it to a rag collector. When he came back and passed by the door of Teacher Qian's house, he saw Qian
The teacher was playing a top, and Teacher Qian sold the top to Dongdong for 10 yuan. In fact, even if the top was new, it only cost 5 yuan."
Jiang Ning: "It's really dark."
Xue Yuantong pecked like a chicken: "Yeah, so Teacher Qian has been punished."
Jiang Ning asked: "What retribution?"
Xue Yuantong gritted his teeth and suppressed a smile: "Teacher Qian was watching TV at night and found that there was no signal. Later I found out that what Dongdong picked up was his satellite pot."
Jiang Ning laughed twice and closed her mouth again.
At this moment, he deeply understood how difficult the living environment in the bungalow was. In his previous life, Tongtong was able to spend three years of junior high school and three years of high school in such an environment.
When this little girl was in junior high school, she depended on her mother and struggled to survive in the bungalow. When she got to school, she had to help the evil group headed by Duan Shigang, such as Xiao Taimei Qiu Die and others, to do their homework and provide services for cheating on exams.
I have to say that my ability to withstand stress is indeed very strong.
Jiang Ning decided that in the future, she could try to squeeze Tongtong and test her potential.
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The river dam was bustling with people, it was four or five o'clock in the winter, and many food carts were already in place.
When Lin Zida saw that Teacher Qian was interested in buying rice, he immediately said: "Buy and get one free, fried rice and noodles are five yuan each, with eggs and vegetables."
Teacher Qian calculated it and found out that it was a bit expensive at five yuan, but buy one get one free, which makes it two yuan a piece, which is a big deal!
"Okay, here's some fried rice. Eat one here and pack one for me." Teacher Qian nodded and handed over an iron jar.
Originally, he was planning to pack it up and take it away, but since he bought one and got one free, he just left a portion for the ladies at home to eat.
As for the money, of course you have to pay after eating.
After sitting down, Teacher Qian saw the empty plastic table, frowned and shouted: "Where's the tea, give me some tea!"
Before Lin Zida set up his stall, he was mentally prepared to serve the customers. He didn't complain when he heard the orders and quickly poured him a cup of tea.
Teacher Qian sipped his tea and looked at the slowly flowing Huishui River in the north. He cleared his throat and recited a poem: "The sunset in winter reflects the rays of light on the river, and the silent water reflects the setting sun!"
Lin Zida high-fived: "What a poem, what a poem! The artistic conception of this poem is so beautiful!"
Teacher Qian thinks that Lin Zida is a teachable boy. Now he is reciting poems in Heba. Old Man Tang says that he really loves to recite poetry. The arrogant Butcher Zhang calls him a poor bastard. Tongtong and Jiang Ning next door don't even look at him.
"It's true that a bunch of wild boars can't eat fine chaff!" Teacher Qian was extremely dissatisfied.
I met a friend by chance today, and Teacher Qian was in a great mood.
He likes to be a teacher: "Why do you two come to the river dam to fish every day? Now you have set up a food stall and you don't want to study anymore?"
Lin Zida joked: "Read it, we are students of No. 4 Middle School, don't we pay attention to practical life now?"
He has extensive knowledge. Although he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, he has read a lot of books and has high emotional intelligence. He can actually have a good conversation with Teacher Qian.
Only Zhuang Jianhui, who is physically disabled and strong-willed, is left cooking noodles alone.
His right hand is not very sharp yet. As a young man, Zhuang Jianhui has learned to use chopsticks with his left hand during this period. Fried rice is not a problem. Anyway, it is just a matter of using a shovel twice.
Teacher Qian saw this in his eyes and secretly agreed. He said: "You two are really good, and you also know how to work and study. Unlike our neighbor, who is about the same age as you, just sleeps at the door every day, not wanting to make progress!"
Lin Zida then thought about it, wasn't the neighbor he was talking about Jiang Ning?
It seems that this person does not have a good relationship with Jiang Ning!
"It seems like Jiang Ning is indeed capable, but it seems that he is not very good at interpersonal relationships." Lin Zida made this judgment.
A few minutes later, a plate of fried rice was served. Zhuang Jianhui wiped his hands and said, "You are our first guest. I'll add an extra egg for you."
"Okay!" Teacher Qian was so happy that he had taken advantage again. When he looked down, he found that the color of the fried rice was black.
He wondered: "Put too much soy sauce?"
Lin Zida made up for his good brother: "Hahaha, you have guessed this."
Zhuang Jianhui couldn't say what he said in the end. It wasn't that there was too much soy sauce, it was that the rice was overcooked.
Lin Zida brought a can of Laoganma and gave Teacher Qian two spoonfuls.
Laoganma is not cheap, a jar costs nearly ten yuan!
Lin Zida gave two tablespoons of it as a side dish.
Teacher Qian was a little displeased at first, but when he saw this, he quickly urged: "One more spoonful!"
Lin Zida added it generously.
"Mom, I made a profit!" Teacher Qian was very happy.
He picked up a disposable spoon. Zhuang Jianhui was not an ordinary person. The spoon he came with was a high-quality hard plastic spoon with a frosted surface.
"Not bad, not bad." Teacher Qian has some discernment and is ready to taste the food.
Zhuang Jianhui is full of expectations and looks forward to being recognized by others.
The second-generation brother who usually stood above all living beings is now holding his heart tightly and waiting for the evaluation of ordinary people.
Teacher Qian took a big bite of the fried rice. It tasted bitter, the rice was raw, and it had a weird smell!
Teacher Qian spit it out directly, and asked with a painful look on his face: "Did you use gasoline to fry it?"
Lin Zida burst into laughter, "How can that be possible? Gasoline is more expensive!"
Teacher Qian took another bite and vomited again.
Before Zhuang Jianhui asked how it tasted, Teacher Qian cursed: "It tastes really bad!"
He finished the Lao Gan Ma sauce in two mouthfuls, took a swig of tea, and left without looking back or giving him any money.
Zhuang Jianhui's handsome face was distorted.
Lin Zida was stunned. They were having a good conversation just now. Why did they suddenly fall out now?
Don’t you give me any face?
He cleared the table and comforted his good brother: "It's okay, don't worry, it may be because of a different taste. Old men like them like strong flavors."
Zhuang Jianhui had a bad start, which seriously affected his mood. His handsome face was a little dark, as if someone owed him money.
During this period, Butcher Zhang took his good dog for a walk to the river dam.
Butcher Zhang sells pork in the vegetable market on weekdays. Because of the business, he can only suppress his nature. But once the meat selling is over, he likes to take his dog shopping and behaves arrogantly wherever he goes.
"You guys look familiar?" Butcher Zhang recognized Lin Zida and Zhuang Jianhui.
Lin Zida said: "Uncle, I am the one who usually fishes."
Butcher Zhang: "Oh, it's you."
Lin Zida solicits customers: "Want a bowl of fried rice? Opening today, buy one get one free."
"Okay." Butcher Zhang didn't want to open the fire tonight, he said: "There's no need to buy one, get one free, just give me a bowl."
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When Lin Zida heard this, he said, "Good guy, you are so generous!"
He was also generous: "Uncle, when you finish eating later, just give me two yuan and a half."
Butcher Zhang patted him on the shoulder: "Young man is sensible."
Lin Zida was very good at chatting and laughing, and Butcher Zhang was amused: "Hey, you are really talented. If the boy from our neighbor were to be so sensible, I would have to burn incense!"
Lin Zida then thought, isn't his neighbor Jiang Ning?
‘Jiang Ning not only has a bad relationship with the old scholar just now, but also has a bad relationship with this uncle Qiang.’ Lin Zida came to the conclusion.
Uncle Qiang is an open-minded person, and Lin Zida has a pretty good impression.
A few minutes later, Zhuang Jianhui served fried rice.
Butcher Zhang vomited after only half a bite.
Zhuang Jianhui: "Isn't it delicious?"
Butcher Zhang didn't say anything. He grabbed a handful and threw it on the ground for the big wolf dog to eat. The big wolf dog turned its head aside and refused to eat.
Butcher Zhang cursed: "The dogs won't even eat it!"
He walked away.
Zhuang Jianhui took a few deep breaths to calm down and said to Lin Zida: "Little Fatty, stop chatting nonsense."
Lin Zida was also quite unsympathetic: "I just want to get acquainted with her and have a relationship."
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At around five o'clock, Jiang Ning was carrying a wooden sword. Well, it was the wooden sword that cut off Dongdong's sword.
Xue Yuantong took the model airplane and climbed onto the river dam with him happily.
This was the first time Xue Yuantong showed a model aircraft in front of everyone. She was still a little embarrassed, but when she saw Jiang Ning beside her, she immediately raised her head and chest.
The two planned to cross the crowded river dam and find an open space to take off. When they passed Zhuang Jianhui's fried rice stall, they found that there was no customer, but the fried rice stall and Oden stall on both sides of them were surrounded by several pedestrians.
Jiang Ning asked: "What, no one buys it?"
Lin Zida was ashamed.
Zhuang Jianhui is now gradually accepting the reality and admits: "The taste is not good."
Xue Yuantong asked him: "Why don't you make something delicious?"
Zhuang Jianhui was depressed and thought: 'Do you think I don't want to?'
Xue Yuantong really didn't understand, because in her opinion, as long as she watched her mother cook once, she could make it delicious.
She and Jiang Ning played happily.
Zhuang Jianhui sat on the stool, feeling hopeless.
Lin Zida came up with an idea: "There is no future in self-study, why don't you become a teacher? Our boss Yang, who fishes every day, is just a chef, isn't he?"
Zhuang Jianhui: "It's finally the weekend, so I can't wait until tomorrow!"
Lin Zida: "I'll make a call."
Boss Yang had a wide network of contacts and vaguely knew the identity of Lin Hezhuang. After receiving the call, he rode a battery car from the farmhouse to Heba without saying a word.
Yang Fei is tall and strong, and always has a smile on his face.
After chatting for a while, he washed his hands and used 100% of his skills.
Yang Fei was born in a small county town. He was able to marry the daughter of a big boss in the urban area, and his family skills were first-rate.
He heats up the pot, pours oil, adds egg liquid, stir-fries the seeds, then adds rice, stir-fries...
Finally, add salt and chopped green onion, and a green onion aroma will come out.
Lin Zida and Zhuang Jianhui looked at it and saw that the rice grains were clearly defined, the egg grains were about the same size as the rice grains, and the colors were evenly matched.
Zhuang Jianhui took a taste and fell silent.
Lin Zida: “It’s so delicious!”
Yang Fei chuckled twice: "It must be, otherwise even if it is fried with local eggs, I would not dare to sell it for 18 a piece."
"Actually, I'm okay with this. I asked someone to help me find a chef before, and the egg fried rice is much better than mine. Unfortunately, he asked for 20,000 yuan a month, and I can't afford to hire him." Yang Fei said.
Lin Zida asked: "Do you still have contact information? Money is not an issue."
Yang Fei: "Sure, I'll send it to you."
Before taking out his cell phone, he seemed to have thought of something. He hesitated and said, "Actually, the little girl next door, Tong Tong, makes delicious fried rice."
Lin Zida: "You can't compete with the chef, right?"
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"Buzz~" Accompanied by the chirping of the coreless motor, the Mustang fighter jet took off from the ground, shocking the children around it.
The children stood on the ground, raised their heads and looked blankly at the plane flying in the sky, and then looked at the pitiful bamboo dragonfly in their hands. A little boy threw the bamboo dragonfly to the ground and cried: "Mom, I want to play with that!"
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Xue Yuantong's control skills are now very good. She lowered the altitude and controlled the plane to fly overhead. The "buzzing" sound echoed through the air, causing the children to scream anxiously.
Xue Yuantong was in an extremely happy mood. Unknowingly, she changed from the little girl who could only watch others playing with toys to a happy child being watched and played with toys.
Jiang Ning rarely took photos before. Firstly, she didn’t like taking photos, and secondly, she didn’t know who to share with after taking photos.
At this moment, he took out his mobile phone, recorded Tongtong's silhouette and the model airplane in the sky, and sent it to the Kuaishou platform.
Before exiting, he glanced at the chat list and seemed to see a message from Brother Liu of AAA Building Materials. He smiled and did not reply.
After that, Jiang Ning used her mobile phone to take a few photos of Tongtong from a high position. She was 15 meters tall and she was 50 centimeters tall, and then sent them to Chu Chu.
Xue Chuchu is in school and has just finished school.
The Qingbei class was very quiet. Even after school, classmates Jin Yuanhang and Tao Zhi did not leave and were discussing math problems.
As usual, she turned on her phone to see if Tongtong had asked her to bring food.
Tongtong often asked her to bring some snacks, and sure enough, Tongtong told her to buy a fried chicken fillet for 6 yuan, which was medium spicy.
At the same time, I also received a message from Jiang Ning. After clicking on it, I saw the photo Jiang Ning sent. The photo taken by Tongtong looked like cabbage growing in the ground.
She was speechless and replied with a series of ellipses.
After sending it, she wondered if replying like this would make Jiang Ning think she was too cold.
So, Xue Chuchu replied: "She will be angry."
Jiang Ning: "It's okay, she doesn't know."
It's just that Jiang Ning didn't expect that Bold Chuchu would leak the news to Tongtong after he got home, causing Tongtong to ignore him.
He even devoured the fried chicken fillet bought outside the school.
In the bedroom, the lights are brightly lit.
"Tongtong, Tongtong." Jiang Ning shouted.
Xue Yuantong was playing on the computer and didn't look back at all. He thought to himself, 'It's so bad that he filmed me like that. I must take advantage of him.'
Jiang Ning: "I want to tell you something, it's very important."
Xue Yuantong was still a little angry. He slowly turned around in his chair and put on airs: "Well, if you have something to report, you will leave the court if you have nothing to do. Please bow before reporting."
Seeing Xue Chuchu on the side, she was slightly restless and wanted to go home, but Jiang Ning stopped her with her eyes.
Jiang Ning bowed: "What now?"
Xue Yuantong: "Well, tell me."
Jiang Ning smiled: "Chu Chu also brought you a piece of yogurt and hawthorn balls. Well, I ate them all."
