There was no scandal about the school beauty until I went to college

On the afternoon of the second day of the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, the rain stopped completely and the wind outside was also a little smaller, which would not affect pedestrians' travel.

Tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival and the last day of the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday.

What’s even more ridiculous is that we will be back to school tomorrow and there will be roll call tomorrow night.

Fan Xinya's high-speed train return home is also tomorrow afternoon.

The two men brought Fan Xinya to the school, visited the place where they went to school, and then went to the bookstore to visit the shop they opened.

The bookstore is closed during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

But when returning to school tomorrow afternoon, Su Baizhou had an idea.

She plans to launch Zhouye mooncakes and give them to those who come to the library to read books on the Mid-Autumn Festival when they return to school.

Yes, that’s right, it was a gift.

At first Luo Ye thought that the senior wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make some money, but he didn't expect that the other party wanted to give it to the customers.

I have to say, my senior is really a marketing genius.

The biggest profit point of a bookstore is always the bookstore itself.

Therefore, she will not use the bookstore to make other channels profitable, or engage in such bundled consumption and favor-taking behavior.

Instead, they gave up other profitable channels and used various benefits to strengthen the bookstore itself, making people like this bookstore more and more.

Only when there are more guests in the bookstore will this bookstore become more meaningful.

Even the milk tea and snacks in the bookstore are more delicious and affordable than those in other places, otherwise the milk tea shop next door would not have gone bankrupt.

After all, in all honesty, braised chicken rice noodles only cost a few dollars.

Because of limited time, Luo Ye bought the molds and materials as quickly as possible, while Su Baizhou and Fan Xinya were responsible for making mooncakes.

Making mooncakes is not complicated, even simpler than making pies.

The principles of both are the same, only the fillings are different and the cooking tools are different.

Luo Ye has tried several flavors and they are all very delicious. Moreover, they can be eaten in one bite and are very convenient.

The skin of the freshly baked mooncakes was soft, and he felt that he had never eaten such delicious mooncakes.

There was still a strong wind outside, but it was far less windy than yesterday.

The three of them were at the bar on the first floor of the bookstore, each of them working on putting batch after batch of mooncakes into the oven.

After being baked, they are put into small boxes, then put into small bags and placed on every table in the library.

Just at this moment, the weather outside changed again.

The wind was getting weaker and weaker, but the rain started falling again, getting heavier and heavier.

Nature is so capricious.

Luo Ye came to the door and looked at the people coming and going outside through the glass on the study door.

Although the library is not far from the staff housing complex, given the weather, they won't be able to go back for a while.

Sitting at the table on the first floor, Fan Xinya began to talk about Su Baizhou's childhood.

People of the older generation seem to like talking about the past.

Because they have walked more, they know how beautiful the scenery along the way is.

Sharing these things with others is some of the joy for those who have experienced it.

It’s interesting to say that some so-called experienced people like to discipline younger people, and feel that they have walked more roads and experienced more than others.

Some people who have experienced it, like Aunt Fan, will share what they have seen and heard along the way with the next generation.

She once thought that her first half of life was not happy.

But seeing her daughter so happy at this moment, she felt that nothing was more important than this.

The person you care about most in your life is yourself.

But along the way, you will always find that some things are more important than yourself.

No one wants to die, but the reason for not wanting to die is usually not because of their own life.

It’s because there are still things that I haven’t finished, scenery that I haven’t seen, I haven’t let my parents enjoy themselves, and I haven’t seen my children get married.

Just like a long time ago, a group of people who were equally afraid of death rushed towards the enemy's guns without hesitation for the peace of the country and the survival of the nation.

The rain was pouring down outside, and soon the sky darkened.

A man suddenly appeared at the door, holding a wet child in one hand and tapping the glass with the other hand, as if saying something.

Luo Ye walked over, opened the door a little, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Umbrella! Do you have an umbrella? Lend me an umbrella! My son and I can't go home."

Hearing this, Luo Ye closed the door.

Just when the person at the door felt that people’s hearts were cold and indifferent.

Soon, Luo Ye came out with an umbrella and a bag of mooncakes. He opened the door a crack again and handed these things to him.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

The man opened the umbrella, took his son's hand, and left.

It’s not that Luo Ye didn’t let him in.

If it is business hours and there are guests in the bookstore, he can put it in.

But now the bookstore is not open for business, and there are only the senior student and her mother inside.

The people outside were strangers, and for safety reasons, he didn't want to let strangers in.

Otherwise, if it was raining so heavily outside and he really met a bad guy, he wouldn't be able to find anyone when he went out to ask for help.

By the evening, the rain had gradually subsided, with only a drizzle falling.

The sound of the wind gradually died down.

Luo Ye opened the door, stood outside for a while, then returned to the study and said to the two of them, "Let's go back quickly, otherwise it will rain again."

"Ah."

Su Baizhou and Fan Xinya packed up their things, and the three of them left the study as quickly as possible.

On the way, Luo Ye grabbed his senior's hand, while Su Baizhou grabbed his mother's hand, holding another umbrella in the study, and walked towards the staff building in the drizzle and breeze.

"Fanfan, being with you two makes me feel twenty years younger."

Hearing this, without waiting for Su Baizhou to speak, Luo Ye smiled and said, "Auntie is not old at all. She looks no different from a 20-year-old girl."

"Xiao Ye is really good at talking, but my aunt is not in good health. Compared with you young people, I am still far behind."

"That's not the case." Luo Ye comforted.

"By the way, Xiaoye, Fanfan, when are you planning to have a baby? When I was Fanfan's age, I was pregnant..."

"Okay, mom."

Su Baizhou was holding an umbrella, sandwiched in the middle, his face flushed.

How come we are chatting here again?

"Huang...ah, this, it's too early...wait until I graduate..."

Luo Ye spoke intermittently, and Su Baizhou glared at him and said in a pretended angry tone: "How dare you make such a plan."

"Hehehe."

Fan Xinya also laughed.

After returning to the family building and having a simple meal, Fan Xinya fell asleep in Su Baizhou's room.

Su Baizhou stood at the kitchen door, looking at Luo Ye who was washing dishes, and said calmly: "Junior."

"Ok?"

"nothing."

Hearing this, Luo Ye was slightly startled.

Generally speaking, if the senior suddenly calls his name without any purpose, it means she wants a hug.

Although the senior sister's personality in front of him is not so cold anymore, but sometimes she still says one thing and means another and cannot express her inner thoughts.

Especially things like kissing and hugging.

Luo Ye rinsed himself off with the foamy water, then dried himself, came to the senior sister, stretched out his hand, and hugged her in his arms.

"What are you doing?" Su Baizhu asked.

"I want a hug." Luo Ye said with a smile.

As he said that, he picked up the fairy senior sister and placed her on the sofa.

That’s right, because the senior’s mother came, neither of them had the chance to kiss.

At this time, Aunt Fan fell asleep, and Luo Ye finally had the chance to have sex with her.

Looking at the fairy-like senior student in front of him, Luo Ye touched her face, then slowly pressed her down on the sofa.

"The dishes haven't been washed yet..." Su Baizhou did not stop him, but lay on the sofa and whispered.

"There are more important things to do now..."

After saying that, Luo Ye lowered his head and kissed the fairy senior on the lips.

It was at this time...

The door of the master bedroom opened, and Fan Xinya walked out sleepily, saying, "Fanfan, why don't you..."

The sound stopped suddenly.

Fan Xinya stared blankly at the two people on the sofa.

Luo Ye also raised his head and looked at Fan Xinya, whose face was gradually filled with smiles.

"Aunt……"

"What aunt? Where is there an aunt? I don't know."

Fan Xinya retreated back into the room.

All that was left was Luo Ye's stunned expression and Su Baizhou's blushing face.