Reborn 1990: I made my cannon fodder father into the richest man

Pang Meimei also glanced outside the door: "Is Lao Cao here?"

Duan Jiajia waved his hand, thinking of the plot in the book, he couldn't help but shuddered: "No, I encountered something that I can't accept."

She doesn't like Aburo, but that doesn't mean others don't.

For example, Fu Bao likes it very much.

The only thing about the teacher-student love affair is that the author had always emphasized in the book that the male protagonist was only temporarily coming to take over the class, or was set up by his family, and was not a teacher at all.

So Duan Jiajia didn't realize this when reading.

Now she herself is in the story. As a student of No. [-] Middle School, no matter what the reason for the male protagonist to appear in school, he is now a teacher and an adult.

Duan Jiajia shook his head to drive these plots out of his head.

What does this have to do with her?

One of them is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. There are not so many restrictions now. As long as this kind of forbidden love is hidden well, who knows?

What's more, the male protagonist Ling Ye will soon leave No. [-] Middle School and will become a member of society and a high school student... Duan Jiajia shuddered again, what if the punishment is more severe?

After finishing her evening self-study, Duan Jiajia had to take the bus by herself today.

During this period, Duan Shunan and Liu Guoqing were chartered, and they were not taking advantage of the high price. Duan Shunan and Liu Guoqing took turns staying up half the night because the people who chartered the car said they might need the car at night.

Therefore, Duan Jiajia has been taking the bus home these days.

The spring breeze of economic recovery has already hit the small county town of Yuankang County. In addition to the shops opposite No. [-] Middle School on the corner, there are also food stalls in front of No. [-] Middle School during evening self-study and after school at noon and evening.

It is said that the half-child eats the poor.

Boys in this period eat more.

What’s more, mental activities can also easily lead to mental exhaustion.

Knowing that Duan Jiajia would take the bus back during this period, and that the shadow of the previous murder had passed, Pang Meimei did not rush home after school, but took Duan Jiajia to buy snacks.

"I want to eat fried noodles and fried noodles, but I can't finish even one portion." Pang Meimei stood outside the stall, smelling the aroma inside, and was very distressed.

If Pang Meimei only wanted to eat one portion, Duan Jiajia could share it with her, but she wanted to eat both, and she didn't have such a big belly.

"I'll eat fried noodles, and you guys can eat fried noodles. I'll give you some from my place." Li Changhuai carried his schoolbag, walked up to get three foam lunch boxes, and asked the boss for one portion of fried noodles and one portion of fried noodles.

There are many cases where two people share a portion like this, and the boss is not surprised.

The iron pot on the side is tumbling vigorously, and the flour is hot and cooked. The noodles are also easy to cook, and a pot is ready in a few seconds.

When Li Changhuai came out with three boxes, Pang Meimei jumped up with joy: "Squad leader, you are so good!"

Li Changhuai handed the box to Duan Jiajia, not forgetting to say: "Be careful because it's hot."

Duan Jiajia didn't know why, but her ears felt hot.

But this feeling comes and goes just as quickly.

Seeing Li Changhuai click his tongue, put some fried noodles in Pang Meimei's box, Pang Meimei narrowed her eyes with joy.

"Then I'll leave first! Jiajia, remember to bring that to me tomorrow!" Pang Meimei said softly, her eyes full of smiles, and her round face full of joy.

Duan Jiajia couldn't help her acting coquettishly. He took the lunch box and said helplessly: "Okay, I will put the magazine in my schoolbag tonight and bring it to you tomorrow."

Duan Jiajia and Li Changhuai were waiting for the bus near the bus stop and had late-night snacks on the roadside.

"Do you want to eat ham? I don't like this." Li Changhuai asked, pointing to the ham slices in the fried noodles with his chopsticks still in his mouth.

The relationship between the four of them is getting better and better, and they have been making appointments to have dinner together these past few nights.

After calling Li Changhuai and Zhao Fengyang, Duan Jiajia and Pang Meimei were able to eat two more dishes while eating stir-fried dishes.

The only embarrassing thing is that Zhao Fengyang's appetite is too big!

There is no charge for rice at the small restaurant opposite the school as long as you order food.Zhao Fengyang was so stunned that the proprietress of the small fry shop was so embarrassed that he stepped forward and asked for thirty cents of rice.

Duan Jiajia will never in this life say that the landlady said with a wry smile: "He ate all the rice we left for ourselves at night!"

In the past few days of getting along, Duan Jiajia didn't mind switching to eating like this.

After all, Li Changhuai didn't have much to worry about since he didn't have an entrance yet.

"Okay. But I don't want too much." Duan Jiajia asked for a little, and gave him some of his scrambled eggs, saying, "Why don't you like fried noodles with ham?"

Li Changhuai did not answer, but asked something else: "What magazine were you and Pang Meimei talking about just now?"

"Fashion magazine." Duan Jiajia said with a smile: "Last year, there was a picture of muscles on the inside page of a magazine. Pang Meimei didn't dare to buy it for fear of being discovered by her family, but she wanted to see it. When she was in junior high school, she had no relationship with her classmates. It's so good that I can't borrow it. When I heard that I had it, I asked me to find it and show her the world."

Li Changhuai didn't quite understand, why do you want to see muscle photos?

But after thinking about his own situation, he didn't notice before that he should also have abdominal muscles.

The portions of fried noodles and stir-fried noodles are not big, not to mention that Duan Jiajia still has half of what he shared with Pang Meimei.

Throw the box into the designated tin bucket. The bus hasn't come yet.

Duan Jiajia wiped her greasy hands and saw the snack stall in front of No. [-] Middle School, and couldn't help but think of the snack in front of her high school in her previous life.

That's more than just snacks.

Before and after evening self-study, it’s like a snack street.

A row opened along the road.

There are three stalls selling boneless chicken fillet and skewers cooked in perfume.

What other sizzling tofu, stinky tofu, cold dishes, sesame cakes, egg burgers, eight-treasure porridge...

Duan Jiajia was under strict control at that time and was not allowed to eat these. She was almost starved to death every time she passed by.

"It's a pity that there is no fried chicken fillet." Duan Jiajia thought about the boneless crispy chicken fillet he had eaten in his previous life, and his mouth watered even now.

The chicken is tender and juicy, with crispy skin and a sprinkle of toppings. It’s so delicious!

Duan Jiajia's deskmate in her previous life told her that her biggest wish in junior high school was to be able to eat unlimited boneless chicken tenders one day.

Duan Jiajia didn't think so before.

Now that she can see the countless food stalls at the entrance of No. [-] Middle School, she also misses the sizzling feeling.

"Fried chicken tenders?" Li Changhuai was puzzled and asked curiously: "Hometown chicken?"

The confusion in Duan Jiajia's eyes was stronger than that of Li Changhuai: "What kind of hometown chicken?"

"An American-style fried chicken opened in Beijing two years ago. The name of the store is Hometown Chicken." Li Changhuai's eyes drooped. In fact, he had never eaten it. He heard about it from Li Changhui.