Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

Ji Shumiao thought he would get to eat the braised goose in the evening, but he was still a little shocked when he saw the greasy braised goose on the table the next morning.

Qin Yun was watching TV yesterday and saw some nutritionist saying that drinking porridge or eating steamed buns, noodles, and fried dough sticks for breakfast is not nutritious, especially for minors. Long-term nutritional imbalance will affect their growth and development. So Qin Yun decided to have a combination of meat and vegetables for breakfast every day.

In addition to braised goose, there are also blanched prawns, steamed sea bass, lettuce with oyster sauce, fresh meat wontons and mushroom and lean meat congee.

I wonder how early my aunt started preparing these dishes.

Since Ji Shulang's family came to Beijing, they have been eating together. In the past, there were many people in the family, so the brother and sister did not have to get up early to go to school and could help with housework, but things will be different in the future.

Dad and his family will not spend much time at home in the future. The brother and sister have to go to school, and Qin Rong has to look after the store. All the housework falls on Qin Yun and grandma, one of whom is in poor health and the other is old.

"Let's hire a nanny." Qin Rong expressed her plan before Ji Shumiao.

Ji Shumiao nodded quickly: "Okay, okay!"

Grandma disagreed and said, "Why waste this money? You don't want my free nanny, and you want to outsource it? Your sister is still at home, you guys can do your own things and don't have to worry about the house. Can't the two of us take care of it?"

Qin Rong: "How can it be considered a waste? I didn't ask you to come here to be a babysitter. Besides, my sister is not in good health. The doctor said she can't overwork herself. There is no shortage of housework upstairs and downstairs."

Qin Yun disagreed: "I am not so tired that I can't do any housework. My clothes are washed by the washing machine and my meals are cooked by the rice cooker."

Ji Shulang had a blank expression on his face: "Would you like to take a look at the stack of medical records upstairs before you speak? And your physical therapy schedule. Oh, and take a look at the bills, too. They're enough to hire a few babysitters."

Ji Shumiao curled his lips: "If you are greedy for small gains, you will suffer big losses."

Qin Rong: "That's right. If you don't want to spend money to enjoy yourself, you will have to spend money to treat your illness and suffer."

Ji Shumiao pretended to cry: "My aunt and grandma are so exhausted. My brother and I can't concentrate on our studies. My uncle and grandpa can't make enough money to feel at ease. Our family... sob... is it going to break up..."

Qin Rong also covered her face and cried: "Then I will really become a sinner for all eternity... wuwuwu..."

Ji Shulang said expressionlessly: "Don't be stubborn."

Grandma couldn't argue with the three of them, so she said "Aiya" and gave up resisting, letting them go.

Qin Yun was alone and had no choice but to agree: "But the cost will be paid by both of our families in half."

Qin Rong narrowed her eyes and said sarcastically, "Oh, now you're telling me we're two families. When buying groceries, one person pays for it, and you tell me we're all family. But when you have to split your share of the groceries, it's like you're alienating me. One moment we're one family, the next we're two families. You're the only one saying good or bad things. One moment you're settling accounts with me, the next you're splitting the bill with me. Whether you treat me as your own sister or not depends entirely on your mood."

Qin Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore. I won't say anything anymore. I'll listen to you. From now on, you are the boss and you are my sister Rong. Is that okay?"

Ji Shumiao was enjoying watching the show. He picked up a piece of braised goose and was amazed at the first bite. The taste was fresh, oily but not greasy, and rich. The goose skin was tender and the goose meat was soft.

"This is delicious!" Ji Shumiao said, picking up a large piece for the grandma beside him, "Grandma, eat this!"

Qin Yun smiled happily: "If it tastes good, eat more. Auntie will make it for you next time."

Qin Rong also thought it was delicious and asked, "Is it difficult? I want to sell it in a snack bar."

Qin Yun said in surprise: "Sure!"

The two sisters discussed it carefully, and after they finished eating, they took their schoolbags and went out to school. Qin Yun also gave each of them a bottle of Shuhua milk.

The breakfast shops along the way were bustling with people. Beijing uncles were holding soy milk in one hand and fried dough sticks in the other, looking infatuated.

Ji Shulang was really curious, so he asked Ji Shumiao who was sitting on the back of the bicycle: "Didn't they say that bean juice tastes terrible? What does it taste like?"

Covering his mouth with a folding fan, Ji Shumiao yawned loudly, and then replied slowly: "In the summer of 40 degrees, it tastes like licking the armpit of a 60-year-old man."

"Eh..." Ji Shulang was full of disgust, "You look so sleepy, did you steal cattle last night?"

They didn't steal the cow, they stole the vegetables.

Ji Shumiao was too lazy to explain to him: "You don't have an antenna, you won't understand."

Ji Shulang first sent her to the entrance of the attached primary school, and after she got off the car, he stepped on the pedal and left in a leisurely manner.

Ji Shumiao straightened the red scarf on his chest and walked into the door: "Young man."

"Miao Miao!"

“Miaomiaomiaomiao!”

Two friendly and excited shouts came from behind. Ji Shumiao turned around and saw Han Xiaopang and Du Zixi running towards her with their schoolbags on their backs.

Ji Shumiao: "You guys also... transferred here?"

Fatty Han nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes! We can go home together after school in the future!"

Du Zixi: "Han Qi and I are both in Grade 5 (Class 4), Miaomiao, which class are you in? I really want to be in the same class with you, otherwise I'll have no one to play with."

Ji Shumiao smiled slightly: "Class 2."

Han Qi's eyes sparkled: "That's very close, there's only one class in between, I can go and play with you after class."

Ji Shumiao: "Grade 6 (Class 2)."

The two little faces in front of me lost their luster.

After bullying the child, Ji Shumiao went to the classroom in a happy mood.

A group of little kids in their early teens looked at the unfamiliar transfer student curiously, and those in the back row stretched their necks to look.

Ji Shumiao remained calm in the eyes of everyone. He looked around and found two empty desks placed side by side. He asked the boy at the back desk, "Is anyone here?"

The boy shook his head, stifled a laugh, and turned to the person behind him and said, "She wants to sit there."

"Hahaha, someone is sitting next to the trash can."

"very funny."

……

Ji Shumiao looked puzzled: "You guys look so naive, so cute."

The faces of those people turned amused.

Ji Shumiao put down his schoolbag and sat down, holding his chin, thinking about things while waiting for Yan Wei to come.

Yan Wei came very quickly, and the classroom, which had just been like a chicken coop, suddenly became quiet.

When Yan Wei saw where Ji Shumiao was sitting, he felt a headache and waved at her. The two of them walked outside the classroom to talk.

Ji Shumiao: "Teacher Yan, what's the matter?"

"It's about your seat. Teacher Yan wants to talk to you about it."

Ji Shumiao said it didn't matter: "I'll just sit there for a while, the position is up to you, I'm not picky."

"The problem is not the seat, it's the person sitting next to you. She's a little bit special and has always sat alone. I want to make this clear to you in advance."

This will avoid you having to ask to change seats and making others sad again.

Could it be the violent and intolerant school bully in campus comics?

Just as Ji Shumiao was about to ask for clarification, she saw a girl carrying an old denim schoolbag, running over breathlessly: "Hello, Teacher Yan...Hello, Teacher Yan."

Yan Wei comforted her and said, "You're not late. The bell hasn't rung yet. Don't worry."

It was the girl who almost bumped into him yesterday. Her big eyes showed curiosity and surprise when she saw Ji Shumiao.

She was wearing a loose, whitish boys' school uniform.

The school uniforms of the affiliated primary school are divided into winter and summer. The summer uniforms for both boys and girls are white shirts. The difference is that the boys' uniforms are matched with suspender plaid shorts and bow ties, while the girls' uniforms are pleated plaid skirts and bow ties.

Ji Shumiao smiled and waved: "Hello, I'm the new transfer student, my name is Ji Shumiao."

The girl took a half step back and said shyly, "Hello."

Ji Shumiao smelled a mixture of garlic, onion, sweat and mildew. Without showing any emotion, he asked her, "What's your name?"

"Okay, you go in first." Yan Wei said to the girl.

The girl lowered her head and hurried to the classroom. She sat next to the seat where Ji Shumiao had just sat. When she saw Ji Shumiao's schoolbag, she was stunned for a long time. The students around her said something and then burst into laughter. The girl's face flushed and she sat down stiffly.

Yan Wei explained: "She is your deskmate. Her family is not well off, so no one wants to play with her."

"Oh~ poor little girl who was bullied and isolated." Ji Shumiao understood and waved his hand nonchalantly, "Don't worry, I will protect her and take her out to play in the future."

Yan Wei looked surprised: "Really? Really?"

"Tsk, be more steady. Do you look like a role model?" Ji Shumiao looked disdainful.

The class bell rang. Yan Wei cleared his throat during the bell and said seriously, "Let's go, new students."