The tablemate is sick and delicate

As soon as the school bell rang, the students began to pack their schoolbags one after another. Because Yanggao's evening self-study ended early, the students did not eat dinner at school. When the evening self-study ended, they could just eat the warm meals cooked by their parents.

Lu Sanqi watched Xia Dong pack his schoolbag anxiously, opened his mouth and said nothing.

"What's wrong? Say something if you have something to say." Xia Dong felt Lu Sanqi's gaze and said.

"Are you going to eat snacks tonight?" Lu Sanqi asked.

Xia Dong held her schoolbag in her hand and said, "Pan Wan has something to do with me tonight, so let me go home early. If you want to eat snacks, I will accompany you to buy handmade rice cakes at the school gate."

Lu Sanqi nodded, her Adam's apple twitched.

There is a large stall at the gate of the school. On the right is a big machine, and on the left is a chopping board with freshly baked rice cakes.

The boss poured a pot of smoking glutinous rice from the top of the machine, and a long strip of rice cakes came out directly from the bottom. Cold ones are also sold.

Xiadong likes to eat hot rice with a layer of sweet sauce on top and then coated with white sugar. It is soft and sweet when bitten into the mouth. The fragrance of glutinous rice radiates in the mouth, which makes people have endless aftertaste.

This kind of fresh rice cake is not like those fried and grilled rice cakes. It has its special addictive taste. Xia Dong likes to buy one of these rice cakes when he is out of school, and then he will eat less when he goes home. Pan Wan chattered.

"Boss, two rice cakes, one with sweet sauce and one with hot sauce." Xia Dong said to the boss.

The lady boss didn't come today, the boss was busy walking around by himself.

"Why isn't the proprietress here today?" Xia Dong asked curiously.

The boss showed a smile on his face and said happily, "My wife has given birth! I will close the stall early today!"

Xia Dong smiled and congratulated the boss.

Then he leaned into Lu Sanqi's ear and said, "It's hard work. His wife has a baby and he has to pay for milk powder."

Lu Sanqi said: "We can save money for milk powder, and I will work hard to make money to support you."

Xia Dong gave him a thump, then took two distinctly colored rice cakes from the boss, still steaming from the top, and before leaving, he didn't forget to give the boss four yuan for the rice cakes.

Lu Sanqi gnawed on rice cakes and sent Xia Dong home, then waved goodbye to Xia Dong.

It was already dark after evening self-study, the corridor was not very dark, but the lights had not been turned on, and people's faces could not be recognized unless they looked carefully. Xia Dong boldly tiptoed and nibbled on Lu Sanqi's lips, then ran up the hall laughing. Lou, say goodbye with your mouth.

Lu Sanqi's eyes darkened, and he took three steps at a time to catch Xia Dong who was running up the stairs, and carried him into the safe passage like a chick with his sweater and hat.

The safe passage is a voice-activated light, but the sound-activated light in Xia Dong’s building is a little old, and it needs to be turned on with a loud roar, so now the safe passage is completely dark, only the fluorescent green signs are on, and the only quiet people around are each other breathing.

Lu Sanqi kissed him directly, and when Xia Dong was out of breath, Lu Sanqi hugged him in his arms with a little bit of strength.

His voice was a little hoarse, with indescribable sex appeal: "Honey, I'm hard."

Xia Dong's ears felt hot, and he said, "Me too."

Lu Sanqi chuckled lightly: "I will never let you go in the future, and when the time comes, you won't even be able to get off the bed."

Lu Sanqi didn't bother Xia Dong, just kissed him on the lips and let him go home.

Pan Wan is at home.

Xia Dong opened the door as soon as he knocked.

As soon as Xia Dong opened the door, she saw that the house was different from usual. Pan Wan smiled mysteriously, but was very happy.

The big lights were not turned on at home, but the warm light in the dining room was turned on. Pan Wan is a very delicate southern woman. She likes to use some delicate small objects to decorate her home colorfully. She has a good eye.

The lights in the restaurant are all creative. It is a luminous little planet chandelier, which emits warm orange light, making the diners feel comfortable and relaxed.

There is a candle on it, which is in the shape of a small cup, Xia Dong thinks it looks familiar.

"Candlelight dinner?" Xia Dong asked while changing his slippers.

Pan Wan took off her apron, and brought out two plates of exquisite steaks from the open kitchen. The fresh steaks Pan Wan bought were marinated by herself, and the horizontal print of the frying pan could still be seen on them.

"How is it? We haven't had a candlelight dinner for a long time." Pan Wan raised the corners of her mouth and smiled triumphantly.

Xia Dong glanced at the steak on the table, it looked like he had a lot of appetite...

"Only steak? I can't get enough." Xia Dong poured a basin of cold water.

Pan Wan rolled her eyes, and brought out a large plate and a bowl of pasta from the kitchen. Xia Dong could recognize it at a glance, it was pasta with cheese and bacon.Pan Wan knows his ambiguity best, she knows which brand of cheese sauce and pasta he likes best.

Pan Wan likes to make these romantic things. She is very busy with work, but she always spares some time to do some romantic things for Xia Dong.

In elementary school, Xia Dong's final exam was divided into two days. After the first day of the exam, Pan Wan went to the gate of the elementary school to pick him up from school. Xia Dong's development was late at that time, and her classmates were half a head taller than him.

Pan Wan saw Xia Dong running over with a big schoolbag on his back, tears streaming down his face, the tears that had been held back all the way, couldn't help it when he saw Pan Wan, and twitched in aggrieved of.

Pan Wan asked him what was wrong.

He was crying so hard that he couldn't speak clearly: "Mama... woo... Dongdong won't be able to pass Suang Baihun..."

Pan Wan couldn't help laughing, and she had to comfort her: "Don't cry, don't cry, it doesn't matter if you don't get a double percentile in the exam, the teacher and mother both know Dongdong is a good boy." After the exam the next day, Xia Dong was pissed off. Running out of the school gate, he raised his head and saw a lot of love balloons floating in the air at a glance. Looking down, he saw a bunch of threads in Pan Wan's hands, and there were words on these balloons.

It says: Xia Dong, you are the best.

During that whole week, Xiao Xiadong was adored by her classmates in class.

When Pan Wan bought an oven when she was in junior high school, she tried every means to make all kinds of biscuits and desserts. Xia Dong could eat delicacies that her peers couldn't eat every day.

Pan Wan loves him to the extreme.

Xia Dong rolled spaghetti with a fork and stuffed it into her mouth. Pan Wan looked at her son with her chin resting like a little girl, and the more she looked at her, the more pleasing she was.

"Why are you staring at me for eating? Don't praise me for being good-looking, because thanks to my mother, I look good when I'm young." Xia Dong said.

Pan Wan said: "Today I want to have a heart-to-heart talk with my precious son."

Xia Dong paused while cutting the steak, then put down the knife and fork.

The stainless steel knife and fork made a crisp sound when it landed on the plate, which was a bit out of harmony at this moment.

Xia Dong knew that Pan Wan would definitely ask.

"Okay, let's have a good chat." Xia Dong leaned on the chair and stretched, forked a piece of steak into his mouth and chewed it slowly.

Pan Wan said, "You never told me about your dream."

When Xia Dong heard the word dream, he just gave a wry smile, and then raised his right hand that was aching and stiff: "Dream is here."

Pan Wan's eyes widened, a little surprised: "Do you want to draw?"

Xia Dong lowered his eyes, a little disappointed: "Well, so what, the right hand has become like this."

Pan Wan didn't speak, just ate the pasta in the bowl.

When she raised her head again, her eye circles were red.

Pan Wan's voice trembled and she choked up: "I'm sorry son, I didn't protect you well."

Xia Dong looked at the ceiling, held back the tears that almost flowed out, and then said to Pan Wan with a smile: "Mom, why are you crying? I'm fine. I can use my left hand."

"Don't you want to know my dream? I want to be a cartoonist or illustrator in the future, then publish it, and finally remake it into an animation, so that the whole of China will know that your son, Pan Wan, is a famous cartoonist."

"In this way, no one will dare to bully you." Xia Dong raised his hand to wipe away Pan Wan's tears.

Pan Wan laughed and shed tears at the same time. She didn't know whether she was feeling relieved or sad at the moment, but there should be more sadness.

Xia Dong continued: "I know you want to ask about my grades, but in fact, I haven't attended a class since the first year of high school."

"You may be disappointed in me, and I think I suck."

"On the first day of my freshman year of high school, I saw a not-so-good scene, and I felt a shadow in my heart, so I didn't really want to study, maybe I was angry."

Pan Wan said, "What did you see that made you lose your mind throughout high school."

Looking back, Xia Dong's complexion was a little bad: "I saw Xia Minghui's son."

Pan Wanteng sat up straight and said a little loudly, "His son?"

Xia Dong nodded: "He has a son who is in junior high school, he should study in Yanggao High School."

Pan Wan was thoughtful.

Xia Dong was puzzled: "You don't know?"

Pan Wan said: "I knew he divorced me because he had someone else, but I didn't expect the children to be so old."

Xia Dong sneered: "It is estimated that the reason for the divorce is this child, Xia Minghui is a scum."

Pan Wan was also a little sad. These old things were already innocuous, but the truth hidden in them would still feel uncomfortable if they were uncovered many years later.

It turned out that the woman was already pregnant with Xia Minghui's child.

Xia Dong's face was gloomy: "At that time, we should go directly to the court to sue them."

Pan Wan said: "Don't worry about the past, it's all in the past, the two of us are moving forward slowly, and now we have gone very far."

Xia Dong nodded, his complexion became better.

Pan Wan suddenly remembered something, and said, "By the way, Dongdong, mom heard that you can apply for the art test class in the second year of high school. If you like painting, then mom will help you register for the class."

Xia Dong raised his eyebrows: "Art exam class?"

Pan Wan said, "That's right! Didn't you listen to the teacher? You can apply for an art test if your grades are not satisfactory."

Xia Dong pondered for a while, and then said: "Then you can apply for a try, but I just draw for fun, and it may be difficult to formally apply for the training class."

"Besides, I'm better at drawing manga."

Pan Wan encouraged him: "How will you know your true level if you don't try?"

become!Then try it!

Two years, it's time to let go.

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