What should I do if I found my aunt's towel in Zhuma's schoolbag?

When Mo Yao was explaining English grammar to Shan Linjia, he suddenly heard a loud belly growl, and the three of them turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.

Li Yiming hugged the bilingual dictionary in his arms nervously: "I ate a deep-fried dough stick in the morning, I'm hungry."

Shan Linjia looked up at the time, and found that it was time for dinner so soon, he lowered his head and asked Mo Yao beside him softly: "Are you hungry?"

Mo Yao rubbed his stomach and nodded honestly: "A little bit."

After hearing this, Shan Linjia immediately stood up and stretched his waist: "Uncle Li and Auntie are not at home today, brother will show you both."

"Brother Dajia, you want to cook, so today is a lucky day." Li Yiming jumped up excitedly when he heard it, rolled up his sleeves and looked eager to try: "Let me help you."

"What are you going to do?" Shan Linjia patted him on the head: "I think you just want to be lazy and don't want to do your homework."

"I've been doing it for a long time, and now my mind is full of English words flying around, let me watch it again, I think I can spit out a string of words and kill you, it's just adding special effects on TV, The kind of duang~.”

"If you can really spit out a string of English words, I'd be thankful." Qin Qin who was on the side kicked his ass with a smile: "If you get a big armor, you can let him go, anyway, he can't sit still."

Shan Linjia had no intention of rejecting him at first, and after thinking about it, he agreed with him for three chapters: "After a while, I will ask you to do whatever you want, and you can do whatever you want. You just need to stop me, and don't make trouble for me."

"Cheng Chengcheng, I'm listening to you, Brother Dajia, let's go quickly, I'm going to starve to death."

Li Yiming couldn't wait to push his back and walked forward: "Today, you can mix tomatoes coldly. The tomatoes my mother planted in the yard have grown very big. They look like red lanterns. They are delicious when mixed with white sugar!"

Hearing his voice, it seemed as if his saliva was about to flow out, Shan Linjia shook his head, and was pushed downstairs by him.

The two of them worked downstairs for about 40 minutes, and it was exactly 12:30 when all the dishes on the table were served.

Mo Yao and Qin Qin had washed their hands long ago and sat at the table waiting, looking at the delicious food on the table, drooling: "Can I eat it, can I eat it?"

"Wait, wait, there's still a major event that hasn't been played yet."

Li Yiming, who was still busy in the kitchen, poked his head out, and came out with a rice cooker in his hand after a while, and almost knocked the cooker with his careless hands.

Mo Yao and Qin Tan looked at each other, "What is this?"

"I cooked the porridge myself." Li Yiming wiped his nose and said with a smug smile, "This is my first time cooking porridge, young master. You guys are so lucky today!"

Whether it is a blessing or a bad luck is still hard to come to a conclusion, Mo Yao curled her mouth unflatteringly, picked up a piece of eggplant with chopsticks and put it in her mouth, then gave the person opposite her a thumbs up with bright eyes : "It's still so delicious."

"And this shrimp, you can try it too."

Shan Linjia put a few prawns that had just been peeled into his bowl: "I haven't made them for a long time, as long as they don't taste bad."

"If your cooking skills are not unpalatable, you probably won't be able to find many good cooks in Xiaoli Village."

Qin Qin picked up a few chopsticks and tiger skin green peppers, and sighed sincerely.

I have known for a long time that Shan Linjia has good cooking skills, but this is the first time I have the honor to taste it since I was a child. If Mo Yao was not present today, I guess they have not had this opportunity.

Mo Yao seemed to be no stranger to Shan Linjia's cooking so well, he ate like a kitten with the bowl in his hands, probably Shan Linjia didn't cook for him in private.

A few big boys quickly wiped out all the dishes on the table. Qin Qin patted his stomach with a satisfied face.

"I think Dajia can become a cook without going to university, and open his own shop in a big city. The business is absolutely booming."

"You're the only one who can come up with bad ideas." Mo Yao rolled his eyes at him: "How can such a big man be willing to spend his whole life in a kitchen full of oily smoke? I bet you that Dajia will be better than all of us in the future." Everyone has to be successful."

"It's still my wife who thinks highly of me." Shan Linjia smiled and stroked his neck, stood up and cleaned up the dishes.

"Oh, don't clean it up yet."

Li Yiming on the side quickly stood up to stop him, and then pushed the rice cooker, which had been neglected until now, to the middle like a treasure: "Have you ever seen a person who only eats dry rice for dinner? The final highlight has not yet begun. The porridge I cooked with great difficulty, is it worthy of my culinary debut if I don't try two bites?"

Unexpectedly, this kid was still thinking about this, and the other three looked at each other, thinking that it was better not to hurt the young master's fragile heart too much, so after exchanging glances, Qin Qin took the lead and handed over his own bowl .

"A little bit is enough, I ate too much just now."

"You big eater, a little is not enough, why are you being polite with your brothers, come, come, take care of your fill."

Li Yiming finished speaking with a smile. He didn't even use a spoon, so he picked up the pot and tilted it down to pour him a big bowl boldly.

Qin Tan was speechless. This kid is definitely taking this opportunity to avenge the torment he suffered during the past few days.

Li Yiming poured half a bowl for Mo Yao's brother Shan Linjia according to the pouring method just now, and the sum of the two may not be as much as Qin Tan alone.

Qin Qin scolded his mother in the stomach, picked up the bowl and took a sip with a smile on his face.

"How, how, how does it taste!"

Li Yiming put down the pot in his hand and looked at him eagerly.

"Hmm..." Qin Tan intentionally played tricks, picked up the bowl and took another sip, then raised his head and frowned: "Is this porridge? It's too watery. I can drink it with a mask on."

"What the hell." Li Yiming's face collapsed, and he looked down at the porridge left in the pot. After a while, he suddenly exclaimed: "Ah!"

The three looked up at him in unison: "What's wrong?"

Li Yiming raised his hand and scratched his chin, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Brother Dajia, you didn't let me wash rice, and you also know that my mother basically doesn't cook, so the rice at home will always be flooded." There are worms, I was in a hurry just now, and I may have used the sunken rice with worms to cook porridge, so the boiled rice is so thin..."

"Depend on!"

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Tan who was on the opposite side suddenly stood up and pushed the stool away, looking at him with a pale face: "Did you do it on purpose!"

Li Yiming looked innocent, and showed him the pot again: "Look, Qingqing is this kind of little white bug. It is said that it is rich in protein. I don't know if you have it in your bowl just now, or I will give it to you. ..."

Halfway through what he said, Qin Tan couldn't take it anymore, covered his mouth and retched, and ran out the door. Li Yiming looked at his back, and finally couldn't help but patted the table and laughed loudly after a few seconds: "It's so satisfying, I didn't expect you to have such an embarrassing side, hahahaha..."

Mo Yao looked at him gloatingly: "You didn't do it on purpose, did you?"

"Of course, how could I be so stupid as to cook rice with worms."

Not to mention that it's not surprising that you would do such a thing based on your IQ, Mo Yao complained silently in her heart, listening to the tragic retching outside, she couldn't help feeling sorry for Qin Qin.

After eating, a few of them collapsed on the sofa in the living room to watch TV. Anyway, after these few days of hell mode, their homework is almost done, so it's okay to relax.

During the daytime during the summer vacation, the older classic TV dramas were replayed. Li Yiming felt a little bored after watching it for a while. He grabbed a grape and threw it into his mouth. He sighed heavily while eating.

Mo Yao, who was closest to him, looked at him strangely: "It's so sad that Spring and Autumn have grown up."

"Little Santu, you don't know." As soon as he saw someone talking to him, Li Yiming immediately grabbed his arm and complained: "We will start school soon, and we will be in the third grade of junior high school, and we will face the high school entrance examination soon. Don't you think so at all?" nervous?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the other three shook their heads in unison with a tacit understanding.

Li Yiming almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, let go of his hands and fell down on the sofa with a dejected expression on his face: "Of course you are so smart, you won't worry, but I am different from you. My grades are so poor. I guess I am the worst student in Lian County." Didn't even pass high school."

"You don't have to worry about that." Mo Yao patted him on the shoulder reassuringly: "With Lao Qin around, how could things happen that you couldn't pass the exam."

"Hmph." Li Yiming smiled wryly: "Even if you have a great ability, you can't guarantee me to go to the county's No. [-] middle school."

"County No. [-] Middle School?" Hearing what he said, even Shan Linjia couldn't help interjecting: "Your ambition is quite lofty, and County No. [-] Middle School is a key university. Let alone you, it's up to Lao Qin whether he can get in or not." It's still an unknown."

"Hey hey hey, don't bury me at random." Qin Qin rolled his eyes at him, and smiled conceitedly: "Dajia, do you have any misunderstanding about my strength? No. [-] middle school is not something that can be easily grasped.”

"I don't think the exam is too difficult." Mo Yao also joined in the fun: "I asked the teacher for this year's senior high school exam papers a while ago, and to be honest, I think the difficulty is average."

"Right, especially mathematics. I got 150 out of 145."

"Actually, English is not very difficult..."

The two academic masters competed in secret, one was more powerful than the other.

Shan Linjia and Li Yiming looked at them in bewilderment.

"Brother Dajia, why do I feel that those two people are surrounded by halos of light? Quickly pinch me, and I'll see if I'm dreaming."

"Don't pinch it." Shan Linjia shrugged: "That is the holy light that belongs to the masters, and mere mortals like us can't get in."