Mr. Jiang's little trick

There are two canteens in the school, and Cheng Mu specially chose the one farther away, because Xu Ze and the others don't like to go there.

And his excuse to Jiang Lin was: "I like the fried meatballs there."

Bringing Jiang Lin to the cafeteria, Cheng Mu first asked him to occupy a seat, and rushed into the pile of students cooking with his meal card.

Jiang Lin usually waits for the cafeteria to be less crowded before coming. He doesn't like such a crowded and lively scene. He thinks it's too noisy and hurts his ears and eyes.

However, Cheng Mu is keen on cooking. According to his words, "I am not active in eating, and my brain has problems", so before I can say anything after class, I hurriedly took him to the cafeteria.

Jiang Lin chose a place against the wall, next to a young couple, the girl bowed her head and sipped her food gracefully, while the boy kept putting the braised pork from his plate into the girl's plate.

"Eat more meat, Yueyue, and you will lose weight when you come back from this summer vacation."

The girl seemed embarrassed, and quickly raised her hand to stop the boy, her tone was very gentle: "Don't pinch it for me, this is enough, I can't eat too much, throw it away and waste it."

The boy smiled brightly, nodded and agreed: "Well, good."

The conversation between the two of them was heard by Jiang Lin, not because he deliberately eavesdropped, but mainly because they were sitting too close, and he couldn't do anything if he didn't want to hear it.

The two ate very quickly, and when Cheng Mu came over with two plates, they got up and left. At this time, Jiang Lin and Cheng Mu were the only ones sitting face to face at the table.

"Huh—" Cheng Mu put down the dinner plate and let out a long sigh of relief. It was really not easy to order two meals in the crowd.

He pushed Jiang Lin's share to him, passed the chopsticks to him, looked at him and smiled, "I asked Aunt Liu about your taboos last night, take a look, there is no dish you don't like."

Jiang Lin glanced at the dishes on the dinner plate calmly, "No."

"That's good."

Even when he was eating, Cheng Mu couldn't stop talking like that. He took a sip of the soup and hummed, "Let's bring our own meals tomorrow. The cafeteria is too crowded. Come early to avoid others bumping into you." Arm, the food is not good at night, Lao Yang has an incubator, you can put the lunch box in his place."

"Okay, go back and talk to Liu Ma at night." Jiang Lin accepted this proposal, and he didn't like eating in such a crowded crowd.

Hearing Jiang Lin's promise, Cheng Mu smiled even more happily. He picked up a small meatball and put it on Jiang Lin's dinner plate, "Try it, this small meatball is very delicious. This is my favorite dish in the whole cafeteria. It's ready."

Jiang Lin was taken aback by his behavior. He didn't know why, but it reminded him of the young couple just now. The boy also gave food to the girl in this way.

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly corrected himself that it was wrong, but he subconsciously took the meatball back.

Cheng Mu watched helplessly as the beloved little meatballs he sent out came back again, and he looked at Jiang Lin blankly: "This is pork, Aunt Liu said you like pork."

Cheng Mu mistakenly thought that Jiang Lin didn't want the little meatballs because he was afraid that the meatballs were not made of his favorite meat, but Jiang Lin knew it wasn't for this reason.

He tried to make his tone sound natural: "Don't you like to eat this, eat more... Oh, let me give you this chicken leg, I'm not very hungry, if I can't eat it, it's a waste."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Lin cursed in his heart.

Originally, I just wanted to prevaricate Cheng Mu, but who knew that I did more things because of nervousness, and even echoed that girl with the last sentence, tsk, I am afraid that I was infected by Cheng Mu today, how did I become so fool!

Cheng Mu, who couldn't hear what Jiang Lin was saying, was happy. He gnawed on the chicken leg and smiled, looking silly.

"Jiang Lin, you are really a good person." Unlike Xu Ze and the others, who only want to grab meat from me.

The good man Jiang Lin smiled faintly, but the poor chopsticks in his hand were almost broken by him.

After school, the driver from Jiang Lin's family came to pick him up. He usually went home by himself, but Jiang Lin's father knew about his injury, so he specially hired a driver to pick him up. Lao Yang will also be the driver to take them to school.

Cheng Mu received a call from his mother in the car.

Ms. Yang Bai once again condemned her son's immoral behavior of hurting his classmates, and then asked Cheng Mu, who was almost deaf, to hand over the phone to Jiang Lin, apologized to him softly, and said that he would do whatever he wanted in the future. Cheng Mu, if he dares to refuse, when she returns from a business trip, she will be treated with family law.

Cheng Ma spoke humorously, and Jiang Lin chatted happily with him, and there was a smile on his brow when he hung up the phone.

Compared with Cheng Mu, the two of them are more like mother and son.

Cheng Mu held his little heart that had been hurt by his mother so that he could not feel pain, and tremblingly read the WeChat message she sent after hanging up the phone.

Cheng's mother bought a few boxes of cherries and sent them to the security room of the community, reminding them to remember to take them when they go in.

At the end, Mother Cheng added a special sentence: It was bought for classmate Jiang Lin, and you, a sinner, don't deserve to eat it.

Cheng Mu: "..." It really is my real mother.

After dinner in the evening, Jiang Lin went back to his room to read, Cheng Mu washed the cherries, gave some to Mama Liu, and came to Jiang Lin with a bowl.

He didn't dare to hide the last words from his mother to Jiang Lin, so after presenting the fruit after the meal, he sat beside Jiang Lin, staring longingly at the bowl of bright red, plump, moist and juicy cherries, He swallowed silently.

Seeing that his eyeballs were about to fall into the bowl, Jiang Lin shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand and pushed the bowl over, and said calmly, "Eat what you want."

Cheng Mu's eyes went straight for a moment, but he still whispered, "It's not good, my mother won't let me eat."

Jiang Lin raised his hand to take the bowl back: "If you don't eat it..."

"Ahhh, I want it!" Cheng Mu screamed and hugged the bowl.

Jiang Lin glanced at him, sighed, and turned to read the book again.

After getting his beloved cherries, Cheng Mu hurried to his room to get the bag of potato chips that he hadn't finished eating during the day, found the movie that Shi Pei recommended to him, and happily started watching while eating.

Time passed quickly, and it was nine o'clock in the blink of an eye. Jiang Lin memorized the page number and prepared to read it tomorrow. Just as he was about to get up to wash and go to bed, Cheng Mu, who had been watching a movie next to him, suddenly said, "Jiang Lin, I can talk to you tonight. Do you sleep together?"

Jiang Lin looked at Cheng Mu with the eyes of a fool: "Are you crazy?"

"Not crazy." Cheng Mu pressed in a low voice, "It's just a little scared."

Jiang Lin glanced at Cheng Mu's phone, which was still stuck on the video software interface, thoughtfully, "What did you watch just now?"

Cheng Mu showed a flattering smile: "The old corpse of the mountain village."