In winter, the days are short and the nights are long, and for students, no matter what season, the nights are very short. It feels like the wake-up bell rings not long after falling asleep.
The students who were woken up by the wake-up bell were roughly divided into three types - some were greedy for the warmth of the quilt and refused to get up, some reluctantly got dressed and got up, and some quickly got dressed and went to wash up.
Leshan belongs to the third category. He is not woken up by the wake-up bell. Instead, he wakes up at five o'clock on time, meditates in the morning, and when the wake-up bell rings, he quickly climbs out of bed and picks up toiletries to wash.
rinse.
Han Yi, the brother who shared the lower bunk with Xiao Leshan, was the first of the dormitory types. He was woken up by the ringing of the bell, mumbled a few words, turned over and continued to sleep.
Leshan finished washing and putting away the supplies. Seeing Han Yi lying in bed again, she decisively interrupted his sweet dream, helped him lift the quilt, and let him have a beautiful embrace with the air.
"It's time for Han Yi to get up."
"It's still early before class, let me sleep a little longer."
Han Yi rolled up the quilt again and quickly lifted the quilt to the corner of the bed. He said without mercy: "When everyone goes to have breakfast later, and no one calls you, you will oversleep again."
Classmate Han Yi has two major hobbies: one is eating seafood, and the other is sleeping in.
In the first half of the first year of junior high school, although Leshan and Han Yi were in the same class, they had not yet established a friendship, and they did not live in the same dormitory. Han Yi overslept many times because he was greedy for the warmth of the quilt and "sleeped back" until class.
When the teacher noticed his absence, he looked for someone to find him in the dormitory, only to find that he was still sleeping soundly.
Because he was late many times due to oversleeping, Fu Juan was later forced to act as an "alarm clock" and wake Han Yi up every morning.
In the first half of the first year of junior high school, Han Yi and Leshan developed from classmates who became familiar with each other to friends, and Leshan often provided "wake-up calls".
At the beginning of the first semester of the second grade of junior high school, all the boys who shared the same dormitory with Leshan transferred to another school. Han Yi asked his teacher to transfer him to Leshan's dormitory, and communicated with his former classmates on the lower bunk of Leshan to adjust the beds. He became Leshan's dormitory.
Lower bunk brothers.
For the brothers in the lower bunk bed, it is strange that they are kind-hearted. Han Yi has a good personality and is also good at studying. That's right. In his previous life, he may have been reincarnated by a cat. He loves to eat fishy seafood and loves to sleep. He is a proper cat.
Big lazy cat.
The brother on the upper bunk is persistent and hard-hearted. Han Yi curls up like a caterpillar and still wants to struggle: "Brother on the upper bunk, let me sleep for ten more minutes, just ten minutes, okay?"
"No. If you don't get up, I'll wait for you to go to the cafeteria. You won't be able to get any of the shrimps or pan-fried buns." Tie Shi was kind-hearted and with a wooden face, he picked up his clothes and threw them to Classmate Han.
Han Yi wanted to pretend that he didn't want to eat shrimp dumplings, but well, his stomach wouldn't cooperate and greed came to him. He resignedly spread his body and sat up to get dressed.
"Another day of being manipulated."
"I suggest you try to improve your taste so that you won't be picked on when you don't like shrimp dumplings." Leshan climbed onto the bed, folded his own quilt, and arranged his bed and backpack.
"Forget it, if you're being manipulated, you'll be manipulated." Han Yi thought for three seconds and admitted his defeat. Who told him to just eat seafood? If he didn't eat shrimp dumplings, wouldn't that be the same as asking a man who loves cars to give up love?
car.
The corners of Leshan's mouth turned up, and he stopped pouring nonsense, folded the quilt, and sorted out his backpack items.
Han Yi put on his clothes and recovered from his love affair with bed cancer. He took toiletries to brush his teeth and wash his face.
After he lay in bed for a while, most of his classmates also washed themselves up and headed to the cafeteria. Only a few people lagging behind washed up, so it wasn't crowded at all.
Han Yi washed himself up and used the toilet, then ran back to the dormitory, packed his bed, and went downstairs with Leshan.
Fu Juan's dormitory was on the lower floor of their dormitory floor. Han Yileshan went downstairs, met Fu Juan who was waiting in the lobby on the first floor, and went to the cafeteria together.
Leshan was still carrying a backpack. Han Yi and Fu Juan thought he was bringing snacks or something, so he didn't ask.
Thanks to student Tuo Han's "waking up procrastination disease", when the three of them arrived at the cafeteria, the huge cafeteria was bustling with people, the high ceilings were full, and every seat was packed.
I ran to the window to look around again, and sure enough, shrimp dumplings were on sale.
Han Yi didn't give up and dragged Fu Juan to the second floor, and then did the same thing on the second floor.
"Another day without shrimp dumplings!" Han Yi drooped his head and had no choice but to buy pan-fried buns.
Fu Juan bought two baskets of xiaolongbao, and then he and Han Yi went to buy cups of red bean porridge and milk.
They carried breakfast downstairs and went to the oven area to find Leshan.
There are four ovens in the oven area, and not far from them is a row of automatic water and beverage machines.
Han Yi and Fu Juan found the place where they had made an appointment to meet. Classmate Leshan had successfully occupied the seat. They sat down and put breakfast on the table, ready to eat.
Leshan waited for his classmates to arrive, then got up and turned on the oven.
The aroma escapes through the oven door.
Han Yi and Fu Juan turned their heads and looked at the oven area, their eyes filled with surprise. What did Leshan bring from Wansheng for breakfast?
Leshan turned on the oven, took out the heated dumplings and the box of fried chicken legs, put them on the dinner plate, and walked back to his seat.
Han Yi and Fu Juan stared straight at the beautifully colored pastry decorations on Leshan's dinner plate. When people sat down, they also saw clearly the appearance of the pastry on the tray - the pastry buttons were shaped like rabbits, with small white
There are jade rabbits, golden golden rabbits, red-skinned red-haired rabbits, and a rabbit with colorful spots.
There are rabbit-shaped buns that are squatting, half-crouching, running, and one licking its hair, all of which are lifelike.
Also very cute.
Han Yi's deer eyes were as wide as copper bells: "Oh my god, who made this? It's so cute! Such a cute rabbit, Leshan, can you bear to eat it?"
"Paper is for eating, why can't you bear it?" Leshan put on a disposable glove, picked up the squatting rabbit and gave it to Han Yi, and the running one to Fu Juan.
Since becoming acquainted with Han Yi and becoming friends, Han Yi would share with him whatever food he brought from home. When having dinner with Fu Juan, he would also share with him whatever food Fu Juan brought.
Han Yi looked carefree, but he was actually a very attentive boy. Probably because he said he was staying at a relative's house, he guessed that his family might have an average income. Every month, he would always pack some nutritious meals from home, such as abalone, sea cucumber, and king.
Crabs and the like.
Han Yi and Fu Juan shared good things with themselves. Naturally, they would not be stingy if they had delicious food. They would give each person a pastry, and then give each of his friends a chicken drumstick.
"The pastry and chicken legs are both made by my sister, and the chickens are also native chickens raised in the countryside."
In order to prevent the two students from worrying about the unclean source of the food raw materials, Leshan explained the origin of the chicken legs, and started eating with a rice dumpling in one hand and a chicken drumstick in the other.
The surface of the fried chicken legs is wrapped in layers and fried to a golden brown. The aroma penetrates directly into the nose. It smells more fragrant than the authentic fried chicken made by famous foreign chefs.
Han Yi and Fu Juan didn't care what kind of chicken drumstick it was, just pick it up and taste it.
The first bite was delicious!
The second bite was still delicious!
Aaah, the fried chicken meat is so fragrant and tender!
Taking one bite after another, Han Yi quickly dazzled the chicken legs and turned to stare at the pastry. To be honest, the pastry was so beautiful that he couldn’t bear to eat it!
Looking at Leshan again, he had eaten half of his pastry. The pastry exuded the aroma of wheat, which was as tempting as the aroma of chicken legs.
Just when he hesitated, Fu Juan picked up one of his pastries, pulled off a rabbit ear and put it into his mouth. Then, his eyes shone like stars.
Han Yi tilted his head and saw Fu Juan's expression. He silently suppressed his reluctance, pulled off the rabbit leg stuffing, took the first bite, and immediately destroyed the rabbit with his hands.
When they finished half of the pastry, Leshan also finished one and picked up the second one to eat.
After Han Yi and Fu Juan finished eating the pastries, their stomachs were still not full, so they ate the breakfast they bought for themselves. After a few bites, they suddenly realized that the breakfast that they thought tasted good before became boring.
If it doesn’t taste good, you have to eat it, otherwise you will be hungry in class.
Han Yi and Fu Jun worked hard.
Leshan finished two pastries and one chicken drumstick, then drank a cup of red bean porridge and a bottle of milk. He was almost ninety percent full, which was in line with his usual eating habits.
There were fried chicken legs and pastry jewelry in front of them. If not eating other food could be said to be tasteless, it could be regarded as eating without knowing the taste. No matter how hard Han Yi and Fu Juan worked, they still couldn't finish the portion they bought.
Those without glare can only be wasted. Fortunately, the red bean porridge in cups is unopened and can be taken away to the classroom.
After finishing breakfast, Han Yi, Leshan Fu Juan, and many junior high school and high school students who had finished their breakfast left the cafeteria and returned to the teaching building.
Walking out of the cafeteria and onto the wide school road, Han Yi dragged Leshan and Fu Juan away, and also stared at Leshan's bag: "Leshan, are you still there?"
Didn’t the food come out?”
Leshan turned his head and looked at Classmate Han faintly: "Brothers from the lower bunk, if I said yes, you and Fu Juan wouldn't try to stop and rob me, and then kill me and silence me, right?"
Fu Juan: "If I didn't deal with you every day, I would suspect that you are blind." God, he blocked the road, robbed, killed and silenced you!
"That's right, if I didn't know that your Chinese scores have never fallen out of the top three in the whole grade, I would also suspect that you are illiterate. Brother on the upper bunk, I will give you a chance to reorganize your language." Han Yi also rolled his eyes, really unexpected
Leshan is actually also known for his dark sense of humor.
"I'm not lying, but I can honestly say yes. I also brought braised camel meat that my sister packed."
"Are you talking about camel meat?" Han Yi and Fu Jun's heart moved.
Leshan straightened his back proudly: "Yes, it's camel meat. My sister is best at cooking with camel meat, and her specialty is stewed camel meat in stone pot."
"Wow!" Han Yi's eyes lit up, as hot as torches: "Leshan, is your sister a professional chef?"
"No. My sister has her own career. Cooking is just a hobby used to divert attention when work pressure is high."
"Then, your sister and your family will stay in the capital for several days this time, right?"
"What are your plans again?"
"I didn't make any mistakes, I just asked, I...oh, if I can go to your relatives' house with you to play on the weekend."
"I can't make the decision. My relatives are rarely at home... There is no heating installed in the house, so it is not convenient to receive guests."
"?" Han Yi and Fu Jun looked shocked: "Your relative's house doesn't have heating, how will you survive the winter?"
"Let's live on as usual. Is it possible that I can't live without heating?" Leshan said calmly. His sister's concubine's paradise and academy did not have heating, so he and his sister lived well.
