Proper Feeding Methods for Transfer Students

"Your family really has a soft spot for wafers." In the supermarket, Song Yang said to Lan Maoer while looking at the so-called list.

This list is enough to be described by two words: ghosts and animals.Those who didn't know thought that there was going to be a masquerade party with wafers as the main character.On the list listed, the first three items are peanut wafers, chocolate wafers, strawberry wafers... The finale is various hard fruit candies.

"No way, both my aunts like this." Shangguan Jin shrugged.

Song Yang paused and asked, "Will they also come to accompany the old man to celebrate the New Year?"

In fact, I can think of it.How could it be possible for such a big festival to be attended by only transfer students.

It's just that there are only two days left before the New Year's Eve, and ordinary people have already become crowded and lively. Even left-behind families in the countryside and young laborers who have gone to work in the city have already crowded the Spring Festival train to go home. up.That's why she thought that everyone in Shangguan's family was away for some reason.Not coming back this year.

But according to the tone of the transfer student, will he come back in these two days?

Sure enough, Shangguan Jin nodded, "That's right, probably tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. We all live in different cities. Except that the third uncle is abroad and won't come back this year, the first and second uncles will still send representatives back."

"Send a representative?" Song Yang asked curiously while taking something from the shelf and putting it in the cart.

"That's right. My grandfather has been very eccentric in the past two years. Among all the children, he loves my mother the most, followed by my uncle, who works far away." Shangguan said while pushing the cart, " My uncle is studying in a corrupt country and won’t come back during the Spring Festival. My second uncle has set up a separate family. In short, he doesn’t like to see my second uncle and my younger uncle, so he won’t let them come back more often. It’s too noisy.”

Song Yang nodded in admiration, "You have so many uncles."

"It's okay." Lan Maoer bared his teeth, "But I have a cousin who is very annoying. He has a very mean mouth. Baby, you can just ignore him when the time comes."

Song Yang nodded, "I have a measure."

After the two bought the things listed on the list, Lan Maoer asked her if there was anything she wanted to eat.

Song Yang thought for a while, then nodded: "Wafer is pretty good."

"..." Shangguan Jin petrified for a moment, then forced a smile, "How about Xiaoyu?"

When he came out of the supermarket, Song Yang bought a cup of hot coffee at the M window next to the entrance of the supermarket.

Shangguan Jin saw it from the side and gasped, "Why did you only buy one cup? Could it be?" He raised his brows, thinking that although the little squad leader is usually serious, it's really not for him to seduce people, "Could it be Yes, have a drink with me?"

Song Yang glanced at her and said with a smile, "Of course not." He walked to the car with the coffee in his hand, handed it to the driver, and told him about the hard work, saying that he had been waiting for a long time or something.

After getting in the car, the transfer student still looked at her enthusiastically.

"What are you looking at?" Song Yang stared back.

"Because my wife is very cute." Lan Mao'er's eyes darkened, "It's really suitable to marry home. She looks like a good wife. In case I become a high-ranking official in the future, because I am very nervous, I often stab people. , you can help me deal with the aftermath."

Song Yang bent his eyes again: "My God, this coolie has not been finished yet, is it scheduled for a later date? When will it be done?"

"Forever." Lan Mao'er took it for granted, hissed, and stretched out his hand to show her, with a few red marks on his fingers from carrying the bag, "Baby, you really shouldn't just reward Uncle Mi just now. .You see I'm working hard too, right?"

Song Yang took a look, raised his hand to pinch the paw, and touched it lightly.

Shangguan Jin is a person who can open a dyeing workshop as long as she is given three points of color.It could be seen that Song Yang was frowning and felt a little distressed, so he immediately pushed forward and said in a low voice: "I don't care! I also want my wife to reward me."

"But I'm already in the car." Song Yang said helplessly, "I'll buy you sweet milk tomorrow."

"It doesn't matter, you can reward me in another way." Lan Mao said, closed his eyes, brought his lips together, and pursed slightly, as if he was picking at you.

Song Yang looked at it with a smile, and ignored the gaze of the driver, Uncle Mi, raised his hand to pinch her face, and twisted it, causing her to open her eyes in pain.

Since Lan Mao is a 100% acting school, as soon as he opened his eyes, there were two streams of sparkling tears, as if he was about to cry, he sniffed his nose and made a pitiful gesture: "It hurts so much."

Song Yang couldn't help smiling: "It deserves it."

"Please comfort me." Lan Mao cried.

Song Yang nodded, "Please comfort me?"

"Hmm." Canine frantically wagged his tail.

Song Yang pinched her face again, this time switched sides, pulled it, and laughed softly: "Wow, it turns out that your face is so elastic, it can be stretched so...so long..."

"Baby is so scary QAQ." Lan Mao burst into tears.

When I got home, I put everything in order, and after a short rest, an aunt came and asked them to have dinner.In recent years, Shangguan Shao has obeyed the doctor's arrangement, eating good Chinese food for breakfast, eating less for dinner, and regular and quantitative meals, which is extremely healthy.It was only six o'clock, and the two aunts had already put the food on the table.

The dinner menu is quite simple, mostly vegetarian dishes.Just because Song Yang was a guest, he added a stewed chicken with angelica and red dates... Lan Maoer jumped up and down on the dining table, serving her soup for a while, and serving her vegetables for a while, looking like a saddle and a horse.Song Yang was very embarrassed. She glanced at her grandfather, coughed, and stopped her: "Eat it yourself, I can do it myself."

Shangguan Shao looked at this side kindly, with a smile on his face.

Song Yang said to him: "I'm sorry Mr. Shangguan, she is not like this usually."

Shangguan Shao nodded, "Treating people warmly, she did a good job." After a pause, "Little Yang, you don't have to call me Mr. Shangguan so casually. You can call me Grandpa along with Xiaojin."

Song Yang was embarrassed, and lowered his head to drink the soup.

"You are the only child in your family?" Shangguan Shao asked.

Lan Mao immediately had a big opinion: "Hey, grandpa, didn't you say that you are not allowed to interrogate people about family affairs?"

Shangguan Shao laughed "Oh hehehe", "Okay, okay, don't ask, don't ask. Eat." As he said, he put a chopstick of emerald chrysanthemum chrysanthemum to his granddaughter, "You, eat more green vegetables. Don't you The problem of liking to eat vegetables and fruits should be corrected.”

Facing the fresh and tender jadeite in the bowl, Shangguan Jin looked terrified as if facing a formidable enemy.While everyone is not paying attention, pick up the chopsticks and throw them aside...

The moment she was about to let go of her chopsticks, Song Yang suddenly said over there: "You can't be picky eaters."

Lan Maoer looked at her aggrieved, "But, I really don't like to eat vegetable leaves." Cauliflower is already her limit.

Song Yang looked at her and insisted, "You can't be picky eaters."

For a while, the atmosphere at the dinner table was a bit cold, and Shangguan Shao looked at the two children here with great interest.

Song Yang stared at Lan Maoer without blinking, his eyes were as solemn as raising the national flag...

Shangguan Jin's hand holding the chopsticks froze there for about seven or eight seconds.

In this short period of time, the air pressure was so low that it couldn't get any lower.

In the end, Shangguan Shao saw with his own eyes that Xiao Jin actually closed her eyes, with a heroic expression on her face... and stuffed the chopsticks of vegetables into her mouth.Coughed, and said a new word learned on Weibo: "See you soon."

Shangguan Jin chewed a mouthful of vegetable leaves, and looked at him with grievances. After chewing for a while, he became angry and felt that he was eating meat, so he swallowed it whole with a gurgling sound.

Song Yang did a short interview: "How do you feel?"

"Damn it." Lan Maoer wiped his mouth.

"Huh?" Song Yang smiled slightly.

"It's delicious." Lan Maoer changed his words bitterly.

Shangguan Shao over there gave Song Yang a thumbs up.

After eating, it was finally time to study.

Shangguan Jin turned off the air conditioner in his room because he was afraid that the small squad leader would feel uncomfortable blowing on the air conditioner.Akimbo thought for a while.Instead, a Japanese-style kotatsu was moved in.

"Squad leader." The transfer student put the kotatsu properly, connected the stove, wiped his forehead, and smiled, "Please sit down. It's very warm."

Song Yang squatted on the ground and observed for a while, then shook her head: "No, I know this, it is said that if you sit in it, you will get sleepy very quickly. And it's like magic in here, you can't get out." Standing up, she turned her head and pointed to her room. "It's good to just sit here."

Shangguan Jin scratched her head, "But, what if the baby gets cold? I'll be so heartbroken."

"No. Just cover it with a blanket." Song Yang put the two chairs together, took a small blanket from Lan Maoer's bed, spread it on the chair, and pulled Lan Maoer to sit on it , and then closed the two sides of the blanket, wrapping the two of them together, looked up and said, "Okay."

"..." Although I feel that this packing method is a bit sloppy, but unexpectedly it seems quite warm?Shangguan Jin quickly accepted this setting, opened the test paper, started to do it obediently, wrote three or five strokes, and looked up at the small monitor, "Where is your paper?"

Song Yang became angry when she heard it: "What do you think?"

Lan Maoer stuck out his tongue: "I'm sorry." After a pause, "Then the little squad leader should appreciate my beauty nearby."

"..." Song Yang looked expressionless and tapped her on the head, "Write quickly."

Blue hair really writes very fast.

Song Yang looked aside with her chin propped up. Although she found a few mistakes, she decided not to disturb her for the time being, and reminded her again after she finished writing.After watching her for a while, I felt that staring at her like this was not an option, so I brought another transfer student's materials, and started to do it myself on the draft paper.

Just write her a reference answer.

When the two of them walked side by side, the fireworks suddenly bloomed outside the window. It was not a small fight, but the scale of a firework festival.The two people who looked up from the sea of ​​questions saw their lips parted slightly.

"It's the music park nearby." Lan Maoer and the class leader explained.

"It's so beautiful." Song Yang couldn't help but marvel.

"Yeah." Lan Mao looked at her, "It's so beautiful."

"However," Song Yang pulled down the curtains to block out the beautiful scenery of this beautiful day, smiled at Lan Maoer, touched his head, and said with gentle eyes: "Let's finish the task first."

The author has something to say: Little angels, don’t you really want to beat the sudden troublesome public event to the hospital xD

Now you know who the blue hair looks like who deserves such a beating?

So don't hit her, hit me by plane~~~~

My mentality was a bit broken yesterday because of a bunch of trivial things. I'm sorry for the enthusiasm~ I know that it is inappropriate for a transfer student to deceive the small monitor by any means. Whoever deceives me like this, I have to givehersomecolortocc.However, blue-haired people are crazy people by nature.For the sake of her deep love for Lamb, please forgive her~~ If you must hit someone, refer to the previous paragraph.