Why do you still need to roll up after being reborn?

"Why is it so hard for me to treat you to dinner?"

It took Hong Jing three times to invite the second child out. She asked very strangely, "Xiao Tie, do you hate me?"

In fact, she didn't feel this way, but she could tell that the second child was trying his best to keep a distance from her. Unlike the boys she had been in contact with in the past, he would rush to ask her out without saying anything, but at least he wouldn't be like the second child, who knew he could. When closing the distance, move back.

Hong Jing likes Lao Er mainly because he is such a simple person and it is easy to chat with him. But that's it, there are no other ideas.

"How is that possible?" The second child hurriedly waved his hand, "Don't think blindly, I just don't think it's necessary."

"It's not necessary, you saved me."

I have said this many times, and the second child said helplessly, "Can we not mention it anymore?"

Hong Jing smiled and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Looking at her flowery smiling face, the second child couldn't help but put his hand on his heart to prevent it from jumping out of his chest.

He just said he couldn't come to eat. Look, he almost had a heart attack.

He turned his head and took two deep breaths to calm down his chaotic mind. Then he turned to Hong Jing and asked, "When will you go back to school?"

"Next Wednesday, but my roommates will go the day after tomorrow, earlier than me."

"It's better to go early, clean up, and then go out to eat and go shopping with your classmates. It will be more pleasant."

Come on, sister, don't hang around here.

"There's not much to see in Beicheng. I've been here for five years. As for cleaning, after they finish cleaning, I can just go over and treat them to dinner."

After speaking, Hong Jing thought of something and asked, "Xiao Tie, which school did you choose?"

"My brother helped me choose the University of Science and Technology, but my adult college entrance examination is different from your formal university. It is not as formal as yours, and it is not as deep as yours."

After finishing speaking, the second child was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had made progress after studying Chinese for so long, and he could actually say words like depth.

"They are both universities. As long as you study hard, you will make progress."

The second child glanced at her and thought, "How can it be the same?" First of all, I don't want to study hard when you say you want to study hard. I have already taken the college entrance examination and my brain still hurts when I think about math and English.

It's all his fault. Why is he bragging about nothing?

But Hong Jing didn't know what he was thinking. Looking at his expression, she thought he didn't believe it, so she said, "My dad has a friend. When he opened a factory, he only had an elementary school education. Later, he taught himself English for the management and development of the factory. , studying economics and management. He can talk eloquently with foreign businessmen who come to their factory to discuss cooperation, and he can give lectures on production and management. But who would have thought that he never even went to junior high school."

It's amazing, very inspiring.

The second child smiled, changed the subject, pointed to the freshly served pot of pickled fish and said, "The oil on this is very fragrant, but let me tell you, this is definitely gutter oil."

The waiter who had just left and had not gone far staggered and almost fell. She turned back and looked at the young man who spoke in disbelief, thinking to herself, you are not afraid of being kicked out by the boss for saying this.

However, their family did use part of the waste oil. But most people can't tell the difference. They only know that their dishes have sufficient ingredients and taste good, so business is very good.

But the waiter didn't think this young man would know the difference. It was more likely that he was just trying to show off in front of girls.

Hong Jing looked at the pot of fish and raised her chopsticks several times before putting them down. She looked at the second child with resentful eyes, "Are you talking nonsense?"

"Just think I'm talking nonsense. Gutter oil won't kill anyone anyway. My brother said that there aren't many restaurants that don't use it now. It's so cheap."

Therefore, when time permits, Jiang Yan basically cooks at home and does not eat out.

The second child took the lead in picking up a piece of fish, stuffed it into his mouth under Hong Jing's gaze, chewed it, swallowed it, and commented, "It's quite tender. I'm sure the fish was alive when it was killed, but I'll marinate it at home." If so, it will taste better than this.”

Hong Jing's eyes lit up, "Can you cook?"

This is one of the few things he knows how to do, so how can he be allowed to question it?

The second child said modestly, "They are all home-cooked dishes, such as boiled meat, pickled vegetables and fish. They are not difficult. Once you know the steps, you can basically make them once."

"It's not as simple as you said. I can't even fry shredded potatoes. They're either a little raw or soft. I can't always control the heat. The only thing I can eat is scrambled eggs with tomatoes."

The second child couldn't help but clicked his tongue in his heart, wondering why all the pretty girls have no talent in cooking?

Jia Jia is like this, and Hong Jing is like this too.

Is it because God thinks they already have a pretty face, so they don’t need to rely on their hands to eat?

That's really fair!

"Xiao Tie, how about I buy some food and go to your house one day, and you treat me to dinner?"

No matter what, with all this going back and forth, aren’t we getting closer?

Although they were not alone when she came to the house, the second child still felt that it would be better not to continue.

"Aren't you going back to school soon? There's no time."

"Yes, I'll be fine for the next few days. And because I'm going back to school soon, won't you see me off?"

Second child:......

Facing Hong Jing's excited eyes, he didn't know what reason to give to refuse.

......

On August 23, Zhu Zhen, Zhu Jin and Yu Hang returned to school.

Although I bought a ticket early in the morning, the train station was still crowded.

It is said that when a person develops in a good direction, he will get better and better.

That's pretty much it for Zhu Jin.

The buck teeth are gone, the skin has become smoother, and the figure has become more and more curvy through regular diet and intentional exercise, so much so that even wearing an ordinary T-shirt and jeans can attract the attention of many people.

The three of them lined up to check in. Zhu Zhen was at the front, carrying Zhu Jin's suitcase. He himself only carried a simple backpack. His eyes occasionally moved down. Looking at the huge suitcase in his hand, he couldn't help but wonder why girls always Why do you have to carry such a big suitcase every time you go on vacation?

Did she take the quilts from the dormitory home and clean them?

Doubts are doubts, and he won't ask too much.

Looking back at the two of them, I found that Yu Hang's face was a little gloomy.

Zhu Zhen was puzzled, but there were too many people now, so he didn't ask him why.

The ticket inspector in front opened the gate and started checking tickets. Zhu Zhen dragged Zhu Jin's suitcase and moved forward slowly. He vaguely heard Zhu Jin whispering to Yu Hang, "Don't get so close to me."

Zhu Zhen:......

He didn't look back, but he also knew that he was not far away from becoming a light bulb.

However, what Zhu Zhen didn't know was that the reason why Yu Hang wanted to walk close to Zhu Jin was because there were two boys next to him who were trying to squeeze in front of him. What was their purpose? Their eyes glanced at Zhu Jin from time to time, and they also looked at Zhu Jin. What's unclear?