The slag attack is no longer scum [Quick travel]

Meng Xiangbei quickened his pace, and when he returned home, he saw Lin Zhibai coming out of the kitchen.

When Lin Zhibai saw him coming back, he shook his head slightly, blinked his eyelashes, suppressed the emotion in his eyes, and walked towards Meng Xiangbei, "Brother Meng, you are back, it just so happens that I also cook the rice alright."

Lin Zhibai had a smile on his lips, as usual, even brighter, faintly flattering, but Meng Xiangbei could clearly see his swollen eyes.

Meng Xiangbei put down the bamboo basket behind his back, "OK."

The kitchen room is not big. After having an earthen stove and making room for firewood and food, there is only room for a small wooden table to serve as a dining table.

Rice and fish soup, this is what Meng Xiangbei asked him to cook before he went to town, otherwise, with the current food situation at home and Lin Zhibai's savings all the time, there must be no rice as full as it is now.

However, it was only for Meng Xiangbei, Lin Zhibai himself only filled one-third of the bowl, saying that he had no appetite, and there was still fish soup to drink.

"Really? But when I came back from the town, I already ate something, and now I can't eat much, Xiaobai, I'm wronging you to eat more, don't waste food." Said, Meng Xiangbei took the bowl, dialed I gave Lin Zhibai half a bowl.

How could he not know why Lin Zhibai said that, why he had no appetite, it was clearly a lie, just to leave him more rice.

Meng Xiangbei's heart ached slightly, this fool, why didn't he know how to feel sorry for himself.

Lin Zhibai was afraid that Meng Xiangbei would get angry, so he rejected it a few times, and didn't say anything. He lowered his head and ate quietly. For some reason, his eye sockets gradually became hot, and he found an excuse to go to the room halfway. When he came back, Meng Xiangbei could clearly see his eyes were slightly red.

After Meng Xiangbei finished his meal, he poured fish soup for himself. After thinking for a while, he said, "I heard that Zhang Youyu, the daughter of the village chief, is here today."

As soon as the words fell, I saw the young man across the street finished his meal, and the fingertips holding the bowl tightened slightly and turned slightly pale.

He didn't look up, just gave a soft "hmm".

"Did she come to see me? What did she say?" Meng Xiangbei drank the fish soup in one gulp, put down the bowl and asked.

"No, it's nothing." Lin Zhibai didn't eat anymore, he put the bowl on the wooden table, but still held his hands tightly, it seemed that only in this way could he barely have the courage to hold on.

"But I heard something when I came back."

Lin Zhibai hid the mist in his eyes before raising his head, "Brother Meng, she really didn't say anything, let's eat quickly, I'm so hungry."

As he spoke, he picked up the bowl and ate mouthful after mouthful without stopping, as if this would end the topic.

Meng Xiangbei felt helpless and distressed seeing him evading like this.

Lin Zhibai is a clean, well-informed young man. Although he can't be said to be elegant, he is gentle.

It was obvious that he couldn't bear such a sudden big mouthful, wolfing down his meal. No, he choked on it immediately after taking a few mouthfuls, and started coughing.

Meng Xiangbei immediately snatched his bowl, went to his side and gave him back, it took a long while before Lin Zhibai recovered.

I don't know if it's because of coughing or other reasons, but the eyes are flushed and filled with tears. She looks very pitiful.

Meng Xiangbei looked down at him from above, with a cold face, "What are you doing in such a hurry to eat, you were the one who said you had no appetite just now, and now you are the one who devoured it, and now you are choking, so you are happy, right?"

In fact, Meng Xiangbei didn't have any temper, and his personality was gentle, but when he got angry, his face was ugly, and his tone inevitably became serious.

Lin Zhibai panicked, what he was most afraid of was that Meng Xiangbei would get angry.

Once Meng Xiangbei gets angry, he always has a feeling that he will be abandoned.

Lin Zhibai didn't dare to get up, sat on the small bench, raised his head, his face was pretty but pale, his eyes were red, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of Meng Xiangbei's clothes, "Brother Meng, I know I was wrong, Do not get angry."

He suppressed his sobs, his tone still unavoidably tinged with tears.

Seeing that Meng Xiangbei was silent, he immediately said again, "Brother Meng, don't be angry with me, just scold me, or starve me, it doesn't matter, as long as, as long as..." As long as you don't want me.

Bai Teeth bit his lip, the latter couldn't speak further, and lowered his head slightly, but the hand holding Meng Xiangbei's clothes was tight, he didn't want to let go of Meng Xiangbei.

He was slender, sitting again, a small person, his shoulders were still trembling slightly, and he looked very pitiful, like a cub who had been bullied ruthlessly, holding on to his last hope, for fear of being abandoned.

With his appearance like this, Meng Xiangbei's temper was softened all of a sudden, how could he be angry.

He squatted down, holding Lin Zhibai's face with both hands, forcing him to look at him.

"Xiaobai, what I say next, I will only say it once, you have to listen clearly."

"I know that there have been a lot of ambiguous rumors about me and Zhang Youyu in the village recently, and I also know that Zhang Youyu came to see you today. But, I don't like Zhang Youyu. The only person I like from the beginning to the end is you, Lin Zhibai."

After a pause, Meng Xiangbei said again, "During this time, I have indeed gotten closer to Zhang Youyu, but there is a reason. The primary school in the town is recruiting teachers recently, and each village has two places. The village chief.

You also know that I rescued Zhang Youyu a while ago, she is the daughter of the village chief, so I was wondering if I could get a quota for you from the village chief through her. "

Lin Zhibai was stunned, Meng Xiangbei's words were obviously beyond his expectation.

Meng Xiangbei continued, "I learned from your friends that your dream has always been to be a teacher. Two years ago, you probably really wanted to take the college entrance examination. Sorry, I burned your book and let you You can't realize your dreams, but you are imprisoned by your side, I am too selfish."

Lin Zhibai was in tears, shaking his head desperately, he hugged Meng Xiangbei, "No, you just like me, you are not selfish."

Meng Xiangbei smiled suddenly, stroked his hair, and said with a light smile, "You still know that I like you."

"You stay by my side, but I know that you still have a teacher's dream, Xiaobai, I figured it out, I love you, so I should support you to realize your dream. So I support you to take the college entrance examination. Before, I don’t want you to do heavy work anymore, so it’s good to be a primary school teacher in the town. What I said is true, I even bought you a book today.”

With that said, Meng Xiangbei loosened his arms, took out the book from the bamboo basket, and handed it to Lin Zhibai as if offering a treasure.

"Look, this is the book I bought for you, but the books in the bookstore are too expensive. I don't have enough money to buy them, so I can only buy them from the recycling bin. If you don't buy them all, you will just use them. I will definitely buy more." Make money, and buy you the books and exercise books that should be bought."

The book in his hand was old and creased because it had been used, and there were even traces of someone writing on it, but Lin Zhibai didn't care.

He just felt like he was dreaming. He once thought that he might never touch these books again in his life.