It has been more than a month since Ai Liang moved to Qianhua City.
During this period of time, Ye Qing often ate the food cooked by Ai Liang.
After all, Ai Liang's body does not need to eat. He only goes to eat to taste the delicious food and does not care about whether he is full or not.
Every time he ate, he always kept enough for himself, and packed the rest in lunch boxes and gave it to Ye Qing to help with the leftovers... to improve the food.
Ye Qing was embarrassed at first, but gradually got used to it.
In return, she would give Ai Liang some of the free or discounted ingredients she brought back from the supermarket every time.
Ye Qing put down the dinner plate with rice piled as high as a hill.
Before she picked up the chopsticks and started to use them, Ai Liang asked this question: "Have you never been to Experimental Middle School before?"
"No, what's wrong?"
Ye Qing held the chopsticks and said doubtfully.
"I remember your junior high school was nearby. Haven't you ever visited it before?"
The security personnel of the Experimental Middle School will only pay attention to those outsiders who are over twenty years old.
They rarely paid attention to people like Ye Qing who looked like students at first sight.
Logically speaking, Ye Qing's house is nearby, and over the years, he must have visited once or twice.
"Oh, so that's what happened. After I graduated from elementary school at the age of twelve, I moved out of the orphanage. At that time, I was busy working in the supermarket every day, so I didn't have time to hang out in other schools."
Ye Qingchao took a mouthful of rice, chewed it and swallowed it before saying, "Besides, I was still living in the employee lounge of the supermarket at that time, which was far away from here. Even if I had free time, I would use it to catch up on my homework."
"I thought based on your personality, you would definitely find time to visit."
Ai Liang said casually.
After saying that, he picked up a dumpling with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.
But... Ai Liang's chewing movements became slower and slower.
After swallowing the dumplings in his mouth, he looked at the plate in front of him motionless.
While Ye Qing was busy cooking, she noticed something strange about Ai Liang: "What's wrong? The dumplings are hard to eat?"
Ai Liang said with a complicated expression: "It's not unpalatable, rather it's delicious, but...it tastes a little weird."
The dumplings are delicious. In terms of texture and taste, they are completely incomparable to the quick-frozen dumplings in fast food restaurants outside. They are indeed handmade dumplings.
However, it always gives people a strange feeling when eating it.
It's delicious when you first eat it, but after chewing it for a few times, a strange smell will appear that shouldn't appear in dumpling fillings at all.
This kind of taste cannot be described with normal metaphors, so I have to give a similar example.
It's like you are alone in a private mountain villa, drinking wine and enjoying hot spring services, and suddenly find a gorilla wrapped in a bath towel sitting next to you.
When you eat it, it's like a state banquet, but when you swallow it, it's like looking up at the stars. It's very strange.
"strange?"
Ye Qing tilted her head, her face full of confusion: "Can I have a taste?"
"Um."
Ai Liang nodded, then raised his arm to pick up a dumpling and put it on Ye Qing's dinner plate.
Ye Qing threw it into his mouth without saying a word.
Then, like Ai Liang, she felt nothing at first, but slowly, her chewing movements slowed down.
After swallowing the dumplings in her mouth, she began to look at Ai Liang's plate with the same gaze.
Ye Qing looked at Ai Liang with some confusion: "How about... I help you get a meal?"
Even she, a big eater who has never been picky about food, found this smell strange.
It's not unpleasant to eat, but the weird taste is not acceptable to everyone.
"It's okay, it just tastes a little weird."
Ai Liang shook his head and rejected the offer to get another meal.
He picked up the plate, poured some vinegar and spicy oil at the window, and ate it with the sauce. The smell should be diluted.
Buzz~~buzz~~buzz~~
When Ai Liang was halfway through eating, his cell phone suddenly rang.
It's not a phone ringing tone, it's a message notification.
[Ai Liang, my grandfather still doesn’t allow me to leave Neihua City.]——Yang Xingyue.
【Oh...】——Ai Liang.
[Surprised, you still haven’t given up after so long?] - Ma Yu.
[I remember that Sister Hua and Xingyue have been making preparations since they rented a house in Ailiang, but they still haven’t succeeded after so long.]——Fang Xiaoxiao.
[Expression (sigh)]——Yue Qihua.
[Forget it, Uncle Yang originally agreed to take us to Qianhua City for a trip, but who knew that my grandfather would not agree to it.]——Yue Qihua.
[No, if it was just the two of you going out together, it would be understandable for your grandfather to be worried. Why wouldn't you let Uncle Yang accompany you?] - Ma Yu.
[Who knew, Uncle Yang was severely punished by his grandfather for this.]——Yue Qihua.
It can be seen that not only Yang Xingyue, but also Yue Qihua also resents Yue Chongshan for prohibiting them from going out.
[Haven’t you ever tried packing up your things and leaving secretly? It’s impossible for your grandfather to keep an eye on you 24 hours a day.]——Fang Xiaoxiao.
[We tried it, but we were stopped by grandpa’s bodyguard as soon as we arrived at the station. 】
Yang Xingyue posted a picture of Maomao sighing and then said: [Not only have we tried city buses, trains, planes, and chartered cars, the bodyguards will stop us every time when we are about to set off. 】
[Wow... your grandpa is too scary. I remember his educational policy for you. In addition to family training, isn't it based on independent education? Why did he suddenly become so strict?] - Fang Xiaoxiao.
[Who knows, I asked him, but he refused to tell us. He just told us not to run around.]——Yue Qihua.
Could it be that Yue Chongshan also has an informant in Qianhua City and knows that the place is not very peaceful recently?
Ai Liang was eating dumplings, thoughtfully.
No matter what, Yue Chongshan is also the underground godfather who manages the entire Neihua City.
Even if you can't reach in, you should have intelligence channels to understand the changes in the neighbors' power, just in case.
After all, it's not their own territory, so they should be worried about them being kidnapped.
Ai Liang guessed in his heart.
[I originally said that when you are ready, we would all go to Ai Liang’s new home to have a look, but it seems we can only wait until the next long vacation.]——Fang Xiaoxiao.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! [Speaking of Xiao Ai, why have you not spoken?]——Ma Yu.
【Having lunch.】——Ai Liang.
[Eh? Don’t you usually start cooking and eating after twelve o’clock? Why is it so early today?]——Yang Xingyue.
【Lunch outside.】——Ai Liang.
After thinking about the questions that would be asked next in the group, Ai Liang added: [Qianhua Experimental Middle School can report in advance, and after the morning report is over, have lunch in the cafeteria. 】
[Can Qianhua Experimental Middle School report so many days in advance? The earliest reporting date of Neihua Experimental Middle School was only one day in advance.]——Yue Qihua.
[I’m so envious, I can already imagine the huge crowds of people on the day of the report.]——Yang Xingyue.
[Come here, Uncle Yang has probably taken care of it for you already (rolls eyes)] - Fang Xiaoxiao.
[That is, are you envious of Qianhua Experimental Middle School for being able to report in advance, or are you envious of Xiao Ai being there?] - Ma Yu.
[System message: Ma Yu has been removed from the group chat.]
Well, it’s a traditional art.
[System message: Ma Yu joins the group chat.]
[Shui Qun worked hard for more than ten days and returned to before liberation.]——Ma Yu.
Ai Liang watched the farce in the group quietly.
After he left, Ma Yu's character suddenly became out of touch.
If he doesn't change his character, it is estimated that his group chat level will not exceed level 10 in his life.
[However, are there many people reporting on it? According to your personality, Ai Liang, you must have gone there early in the morning. Why are you still in school now?]——Yue Qihua.
【Reading in the library.】——Ai Liang.
[I understand, Xiao Ai must have lost track of time while reading. When he finally recovered, it was already noon, so he simply ate in the school cafeteria.] - Ma Yu.
[What, couldn’t it be that Ai Liang was accosted by a female classmate who came with him, and then was dragged to the cafeteria?]——Fang Xiaoxiao.
As soon as these words came out, the group became silent again.
Ai Liang looked at the messages on her phone and was speechless, if she didn't know that Fang Xiaoxiao was just an ordinary person.
He really doubted whether this guy had awakened some extraordinary ability.
Otherwise, why would she be able to use very vague language to accurately describe her situation and experiences every time, thus causing misunderstandings in others?
[Huh? What's wrong, why haven't you talked? I'm just saying it casually. It can't be true. With Ai Liang's character, how could he have dinner with a girl?] - Fang Xiaoxiao.
Ai Liang subconsciously raised his head and looked at his surroundings.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Qing, who was opposite, noticed Ai Liang's unusual behavior and raised her head from the dinner plate.
Her current expression is like a squirrel holding walnuts, cute and adorable.
She often shows this expression when eating.
"It's okay, you continue." Ai Liang said perfunctorily.
"oh."
Ye Qing lowered her head again and finished a few mouthfuls of rice.
After picking up the last green vegetable leaf, she put down her chopsticks and asked curiously: "A-Liang, who are you chatting with? A friend from Nevada City?"
"Yeah." Ai Liang hummed, without denying it.
Ye Qing couldn't help but sigh: "Hey~ I didn't expect you to have friends you can talk to. Let me see."
As she spoke, she leaned her head over.
But after seeing that Ai Liang's chat interface was a group chat, he immediately lost interest.
Ye Qing patted Ai Liang on the shoulder with a sad look on her face: "I know it must be hard to watch your classmates chatting but not find a chance to interrupt, right?"
Ai Liang had a cold face and black lines on his forehead.
Do I look that much like an autistic person?
As if he understood Ai Liang's expression, Ye Qing laughed: "It's just a joke, don't be angry, your dumplings will get cold if you don't eat them."
Ai Liang pushed the plate directly towards Ye Qing: "You can eat it."
After saying that, he looked at his phone again, thinking about what to say.
"A Liang, you know, you are like a picky child now."
Looking at the half plate of dumplings left, Ye Qing couldn't help but complain.
Ai Liang said calmly: "Eat your food."
In a sense, Ye Qing was right. He really didn't want to eat this weird-tasting dumpling.
Yue Qihua ran out one day to smooth things over, resolving Fang Xiaoxiao's embarrassment.
[Okay, let’s not talk about this anymore, let’s change the topic, how is the cafeteria of Xiao Ai Qianhua Experimental Middle School? How does the food taste?]——Yue Qihua.
This was originally Ma Yu's job, but recently his personality has changed a bit and he has gradually become the second Fang Xiaoxiao.
[The cafeteria is quite large, and there are many dishes, but the handmade dumplings taste a bit strange.]——Ai Liang.
After saying that, he took a photo of the canteen and sent it.
[Well, I think the cafeteria of Neihua Experimental Middle School should be similar to this one. It is also a city center, so the food will not be too bad.]——Yue Qihua.
[Yes, yes, by the way, Ai Liang, you...who is the person opposite?]——Yang Xingyue.
【?】——Ai Liang.
The person opposite?
Did I take pictures of Ye Qing?
As soon as these words came out, the group became silent again.
Ai Liang looked at the messages on her phone and was speechless, if she didn't know that Fang Xiaoxiao was just an ordinary person.
He really doubted whether this guy had awakened some extraordinary ability.
Otherwise, why would she be able to use very vague language to accurately describe her situation and experiences every time, thus causing misunderstandings in others?
[Huh? What's wrong, why haven't you talked? I'm just saying it casually. It can't be true. With Ai Liang's character, how could he have dinner with a girl?] - Fang Xiaoxiao.
Ai Liang subconsciously raised his head and looked at his surroundings.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Qing, who was opposite, noticed Ai Liang's unusual behavior and raised her head from the dinner plate.
Her current expression is like a squirrel holding walnuts, cute and adorable.
She often shows this expression when eating.
"It's okay, you continue." Ai Liang said perfunctorily.
"oh."
Ye Qing lowered her head again and finished a few mouthfuls of rice.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After picking up the last green vegetable leaf, she put down her chopsticks and asked curiously: "A Liang, who are you chatting with, a friend from Neihua City?"
"Yeah." Ai Liang hummed, without denying it.
Ye Qing couldn't help but sigh: "Hey~ I didn't expect you to have friends you can talk to. Let me see."
As she spoke, she leaned her head over.
But after seeing that Ai Liang's chat interface was a group chat, he immediately lost interest.
Ye Qing patted Ai Liang on the shoulder with a sad look on her face: "I know it must be hard to watch your classmates chatting but not find a chance to interrupt, right?"
Ai Liang had a cold face and black lines on his forehead.
Do I look that much like an autistic person?
As if he understood Ai Liang's expression, Ye Qing laughed: "It's just a joke, don't be angry, your dumplings will get cold if you don't eat them."
Ai Liang pushed the plate directly towards Ye Qing: "You can eat it."
After saying that, he looked at his phone again, thinking about what to say.
"A Liang, you know, you are like a picky child now."
Looking at the half plate of dumplings left, Ye Qing couldn't help but complain.
Ai Liang said calmly: "Eat your food."
In a sense, Ye Qing was right. He really didn't want to eat this weird-tasting dumpling.
Yue Qihua ran out one day to smooth things over, resolving Fang Xiaoxiao's embarrassment.
[Okay, let’s not talk about this anymore, let’s change the topic, how is the cafeteria of Xiao Ai Qianhua Experimental Middle School? How does the food taste?]——Yue Qihua.
This was originally Ma Yu's job, but recently his personality has changed a bit and he has gradually become the second Fang Xiaoxiao.
[The cafeteria is quite large, and there are many dishes, but the handmade dumplings taste a bit strange.]——Ai Liang.
After saying that, he took a photo of the canteen and sent it.
[Well, I think the cafeteria of Neihua Experimental Middle School should be similar to this one. It is also a city center, so the food will not be too bad.]——Yue Qihua.
[Yes, yes, by the way, Ai Liang, you...who is the person opposite?]——Yang Xingyue.