Lu Shaohan Chen Yucheng

The remaining two classes were in two different classes. Chen Yucheng taught the children in both classes, but fortunately the pace was different, otherwise it would be uncomfortable to repeat the same lecture.

Qiu Wenjing was in one of the classes, sitting upright, taking notes from time to time, looking at Chen Yucheng with bright eyes, looking very online.

Chen Yucheng, who was off work today, also "accidentally" passed Qiu Wenjing's class with his bag, but he didn't see Qiu Wenjing today. I deliberately slowed down my pace and searched everywhere I passed by the school, but there was no sign of Qiu Wenjing.

I don’t know where Qiu Wenjing went today. Did she go home for lunch today? If not, what did she eat? But he couldn't find anyone, and he didn't have any classes in the afternoon. Chen Yucheng had no choice but to go home, thinking that he would ask Qiu Wenjing the next time he met her, how could she not eat when she was growing taller.

Chen Yucheng hurriedly returned to the family home. Uncle Wan was not at the door. He might have gone to eat. He went shopping for groceries in the afternoon and asked if he had any letters from him.

When Chen Yucheng got home, Qiu Cuifen had already cooked. When she heard the door opened, she poked her head out and said, "Hey, I thought you wouldn't be back at noon today." Chen Yucheng was changing shoes in the entrance hall, lowering his head and smiling. , "Although we like to eat out, we like mom's cooking even more."

Qiu Cuifen was noncommittal upon hearing this, and raised her head proudly, then stretched her head back to the kitchen but couldn't help but laugh. Although he looks arrogant on the face, how can he not be happy when he hears his daughter's flattery?

Chen Yucheng entered the living room and drank a cup of fat sea water first. Feeling that his throat was moistened, he lazily walked into the kitchen. "Chef Qiu, what can Chef Chen do for you?"

Qiu Cuifen pushed Chen Yucheng out of the kitchen, "No, no, you go pour out the boiled water and let it cool. Don't hinder my performance in the kitchen."

It's summer now, and everyone drinks a lot of water, so there is a big kettle at home to hold boiled water and cool it down, so that everyone can drink cold water when they get home.

How could Chen Yucheng not know Qiu Cuifen's painstaking efforts? She was considerate of the fact that she had a long commute to work and didn't even have a break during class, so she specifically allowed herself a break.

Chen Yucheng was pushed out of the kitchen obediently. It was okay to cook food for three people. Qiu Cuifen would definitely squeak if she needed to help, but Chen Yucheng hurriedly asked because he wanted to take the spoon himself.

Qiu Cuifen's cooking is not unpalatable, but people who grew up in this era are frugal, and there must be few drops of oil when cooking. Chen Yucheng didn't want to eat the boiled food, so he thought about grabbing the spoon from Qiu Cuifen. s position.

But how could Qiu Cuifen not understand her beloved daughter? So Chen Yucheng walked out of the kitchen obediently and poured hot water into the big kettle resignedly.

Chen Fuyao came back a little later than Chen Yucheng at noon today. After lunch, the three of them went back to the room to take a nap.

Chen Yucheng woke up again and there was no one at home. He got up and washed up, then took the dictionary and circled it. Now he just circled it, but this is the children's homework in the future.

It was around four o'clock that Chen Yucheng put down his dictionary, changed his clothes, and went out. When he went out, Uncle Wan was not there, so he could only ask if there was any mail when he came back.

Chen Yucheng hadn't bought groceries for a few days. Everything looked fresh to Chen Yucheng, but there were only three people in his family, so he couldn't buy much. I bought some fresh oyster mushrooms, then went to the deli to buy some meatballs, and then I had soup for dinner. I also bought a bunch of lettuce, and made lettuce with sauce at night. It was a simple meal.

Chen Yucheng remembered something only when he returned to the gate of the family home, and patted his head with a bit of regret. I was dizzy in class today. I had forgotten about going to the bookstore and sending a letter to Lu Shaohan to ask if he was going to the front line. I can only wait until tomorrow.

When they arrived at the security booth this time, Uncle Wan was sitting at the door. Before Chen Yucheng came over, he turned around and went back to the house to get the letter. Uncle Wan handed two thick letters to Chen Yucheng. He raised his left hand and said, "This one came yesterday, and the one on the right came today. They are both very thick."

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