Brother Fu can be called the king of calmness. He watched the boss perform acupuncture in the morning, and watched Liu Shao, Xiao Shao and Chi Shishi perform acupuncture in the afternoon. Even though the smell of human dirt was weirder than the smell of protein deterioration mixed with sewerage, he still faced it.
Does not change color.
When Liu Shao and Xiao Shaochi finished acupuncture on the 14th, Brother Fu took the needles to disinfect them again.
Little Lolita went straight to the east courtyard, went into the bathroom to take a bath, changed clothes, washed the clothes, drained them with infuriating energy, and then put them in the laundering room.
After tidying up and feeling refreshed, I went to the kitchen to cook and prepare dinner.
Brother Jie, Brother Qian, and Brother Chai were watching the surveillance in "Jiahe Zhai". They finished their work at five o'clock in the evening and went to the Wuwei Cupboard to wash rice and prepare rice for dinner.
Brother Fu took the used medical needle and cleaned it several times, put it in a pot to boil again, and then put it away without giving it to the little girl. Anyway, they would use it for acupuncture tomorrow.
When Xiao Shaoliu Shaochi, fourteenth, had just entered the bathroom to take a shower, the last class in the afternoon in most primary and secondary schools in the capital was over and school was over.
After the bell rang for the end of get out of class, most students who had already prepared quickly stuffed some stationery into their bags, picked up their coats and rushed out of the classroom towards the cafeteria.
Some students take their time and fall behind.
When school was over, Leshan was in no hurry and tidied up her desk in an orderly manner, while Han Yi put his books on the desk, put on his coat, grabbed his bag and ran to the first row.
Le Shanxu is only thirteen years old. Cao Bingyue, who is the same age as him, has just entered the sixth grade. He is in the second grade. Because he is two or three years younger than his classmates, he is naturally the shortest in the class, so he has a seat in the first row.
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Han Yi is tall and his seat is at the back.
Han Yi, carrying a backpack, ran to Leshan's table and urged: "Leshan, hurry up!"
Leshan's deskmate was a girl. She had already gone to the cafeteria with her classmates who were having a good time. The boys at the back desk and the classmates on the other side of the aisle had all run away, leaving him at the end.
"No rush." Leshan straightened his books, put on his coat, and then picked up the backpack hanging on the back of the chair.
"How can we not be in a hurry? We are late and all the good food has been eaten up by others." Seeing Leshan's tepid look, Han Yi simply dragged him away.
When an impatient classmate appeared, Leshan had no choice but to run with him.
Han Yi dragged Leshan and ran out of the classroom, then passed through an adjacent class along the balcony corridor and ran to another class to find Fu Juan.
Fu Juan is the same as Han Yi, about the same height, and his appearance is somewhat more handsome than Han Yi's. He is also cold and charming, with the standard noble young master appearance.
Wearing a black trench coat and carrying a backpack, he was waiting on the balcony. When he saw Han Yi running over dragging Leshan, he frowned: "You two are a bit slow."
Leshan was about to say that he was wasting some time by sorting things out, but Han Yi rolled his eyes directly: "Leshan and I are in the same class as you, okay? It will take time for us to come here. Your classroom is right here. Can you walk out of the classroom?"
How many seconds will it take?”
He shouted, grabbing Fu Juan's backpack with one hand and dragging him away: "Master, stop being so cold-faced. Let's go for a walk. Let's go eat. I want to eat minced pepper fish today. I wonder if there is any."
Fu Juan, who was dragged away, didn't say anything.
So Han Yi pulled one with his left hand and another with his right hand, achieving one drag and two drag.
Han Yi dragged the two of them together until they reached the stair area before letting go. The three of them took the stairs downstairs and then went straight to the school cafeteria.
The cafeteria is a little far away from their teaching school. Fortunately, the three of them are not the last ones to go to the cafeteria. The cafeteria has three floors and is very wide.
Han Yi, Fu Juan, Leshan and the students who also rushed to the cafeteria rushed to the cafeteria. They first ran to the window closest to the oven to occupy a seat, and then divided the work. Fu Juan went to fetch food, and Han Yi went to buy vegetables.
Leshan is small and works as a stay-at-home staff, guarding the oven to heat the meals they bring and also looking after their bags.
Fu Juan first bought back three large bowls of rice and sat guarding his backpack.
Han Yi ordered three dishes and brought them back to the table on the plates provided by the canteen.
The cook came back, and Leshan opened the oven to get the heated food.
The three of them each brought a meal. Han Yi brought small fried dumplings, Fu Juan brought braised chicken with honey sauce, and Leshan brought four boxes of medicinal meals. They had braised mutton in the evening.
When you open the roasting incense, a fragrance will spurt out.
The classmates who were eating or preparing rice nearby smelled the rich aroma and secretly swallowed their saliva with greed.
Han Yi and Fu Juan were also stunned, and then they looked at each other.
"Did you bring it?"
The two people, who were staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes, almost said the same thing.
"I don't."
"Not me."
The two of them almost spoke in unison again.
If it’s not the delicacies they bring, then it’s charity?
After reacting, Han Yi jumped up and ran to find Leshan. He also saw a box of golden meat that Leshan took out from the oven.
The distance was so close that the aroma penetrated straight into his nose. Han Yi swallowed his saliva, grabbed the stainless steel plate and held it himself.
Leshan did not compete with Han Yi to carry the plate, but calmly took out the other two lunch boxes and put them on the plate. He then took off his anti-scalding gloves, turned off the oven door, and returned to his seat with Han Yi.
Han Yi ran back to his seat with the plate, put it down, picked up the chopsticks, and stared at the box of golden-skinned meat, like a wolf who had been hungry for half a month and saw a lonely little lamb.
Fu Juan looked at Leshan sitting opposite him in surprise: "What kind of meat is this? It's so fragrant?"
Leshan sat down and took out a small bottle of seasoning from his backpack. Hearing the sound, he replied: "Mutton, this is a small piece of meat cut from the stewed whole lamb."
While he was talking, he opened the cap of the small bottle, poured a little seasoning into the mutton, closed the cap of the bottle, and called to his companions: "It's ready to eat."
Leshan added seasonings, and Han Yi was not polite. He stretched out his hand, picked up a piece of mutton with yellow skin and tender meat, put it in his bowl, and started eating.
After taking a bite, his eyes lit up: "It's delicious!"
Fu Juan's movements were a little slower than Han Yi's. He also picked up the mutton and ate it first. He didn't say anything after tasting it, but he obviously speeded up his eating.
Even if he eats at a faster pace, his movements and eating postures are very elegant and unhurried. From his every move, you can tell that he is a wealthy young man with a good background, and he has been accustomed to the etiquette and rules since elementary school.
Han Yi's eating posture is actually very elegant. He also has a sitting posture and an eating posture. However, he has always been carefree, and people often overlook his demeanor.
The table in the cafeteria is for four people. Han, Fu and Le occupy three seats. There is also someone at another seat, a young man with fair skin but very heroic spirit.
The young man wore a white down jacket and seemed to be the type who was not good at talking, because he did not take the initiative to talk to anyone after he sat down.
Leshan noticed that when Han Yi sat down, another classmate at the same table took a look at the plate of braised mutton, as did Zia Yangrou. He picked up two pieces of braised mutton with his unused chopsticks and placed them on the empty plate at the same table.
in a small grid.
"Classmate, if you don't mind, try this. It's made by my family, not bought. My chopsticks haven't been used yet, they are very clean."
"Thank you." The young man paused, accepted the kindness, picked up a piece of fragrant mutton, put it in his rice bowl, and ate it slowly.
Leshan invited a classmate he didn't know to eat mutton. Han Yi and Fu Juan didn't say anything. After finishing one piece of meat, they picked up a second piece.
Leshan also served vegetables, but he served small fried dumplings.
The pan-fried buns are thin and filled with seafood filling, which is very delicious.
After tasting the fillings of the pan-fried buns, Leshan was very calm. According to his observation, Han Yi's classmate's family was rich. If his analysis was correct, Han Yi's family had an apartment in a famous wealthy community near the middle school. Han Yi lived there when he was in school.
, his parents come back three or two times a month at most.
Han Yi came from a wealthy family, and Fu Juan's family should be similar to Han Yi's. He also has a house in a famous wealthy area near the middle school.
Of course, Leshan inferred the family backgrounds of Han Yi and Fu Jun from some of their daily behaviors. The two classmates did not say anything about their family circumstances.
Han Yi loves seafood and pan-fried buns stuffed with seafood. His nanny often makes pan-fried buns stuffed with seafood in different ways.
Because every time Han Yi brought food, he would share some for himself. Leshan also ate various seafood at home, so he could naturally taste the ingredients of seafood fillings.
Leshan finished a pan-fried bun, then tasted the braised chicken with honey sauce brought by Fu Juan, and then ate the green vegetables he ordered. He did not eat the braised mutton and let his classmates eat.
Han Yi and Fu Juan were not polite and showed off a box of braised mutton before eating other dishes.
Soon, the three of them showed off the food they had brought with them, and there were still some unfinished dishes they bought from the canteen.
After eating, the three students put their bags on their backs, took their plates to the cleaning area, poured the leftovers into the swill bucket, rinsed the plates and bowls with water, and placed them in the designated area for plates and bowls.
The three classmates washed their hands and returned to school. There were self-study classes in the evening.
Walking on the school road, Han Yi hugged you again and smiled with envy on his face: "Leshan, I never believed you were from Province M before, but today I believe it."
"Why don't you believe it?" Leshan asked the reason calmly.
"You don't know Mongolian. If you say you are from M Province, who will believe you?"
"I clearly said that my ancestral home is province M. Why do you believe it now?"
"I ate the mutton cooked by your family today. The mutton cooked in various places in M Province is delicious. You can't taste that kind of taste in other places."
Han Yi recalled the braised mutton he had eaten, and still felt endless aftertaste: "The braised mutton I ate today is the most delicious mutton I have ever eaten. Are your family coming to take you back to your hometown for the New Year this time, or are they just here to see you?
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"Take me back to celebrate the New Year." Leshan realized that Han Yi had ulterior motives, and asked again: "Why do you ask this?"
"Hey, so your family will stay in the capital for a few days. Can we still have braised mutton next week?" Han Yi became more and more beautiful as he thought about it, his eyes sparkling.
"..." Leshan tilted his head and looked at Classmate Han: "If nothing unexpected happens, you may be disappointed. My family came to the capital to take care of business, and they took me home by the way. They may not have time to cook my specialty dishes.
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"It doesn't matter, I can still look forward to it. Maybe my hope will become reality again. Thinking about it makes me feel particularly beautiful."
"It's good to keep expectations." Leshan did not pour cold water on him.
"Yes, I have to keep an expectant mind so that I can be motivated when I review this week. Maybe I will be able to test everything I know in the exam next week." Han Yi nodded seriously.
Fu Juan maintained his usual cool attitude and did not ask any questions.
Classmate Fu was aloof and cold, while Han Yi was outgoing, chattering all the way to the teaching building.
