Begins health as a slag cannon fodder [Transmigration Book]

After Song Yao was found out by the class teacher about her injury in physical education class, she immediately received condolences from Lao Liu. Song Yao repeatedly said that she only scratched her forehead and had no other problems, so Lao Liu felt relieved and walked back to the office slowly.

Seventh Middle School does not have to go to evening self-study on Friday night, and can go home after the last class.Song Yao plans to go to the nearby vegetable market to buy vegetables and cook for himself. His cooking skills are not particularly good, but only at the level of ordinary home-cooked food, so he just needs to get used to it.

The vegetable market is a little far from home. Song Yao walked for more than ten minutes, bought the materials in less than 5 minutes, and stood on the side of the road with a bag of things to meditate.

Suddenly feel whether I am too whim and too idle.

There was gauze on Song Yao's forehead. When he was shopping for vegetables just now, the aunts looked at his forehead several times, and confirmed that Song Yao's complexion was not bad, and happily grabbed a small handful of vegetables for Song Yao.

After contemplating, Song Yao looked at the time, it was not yet six o'clock, if he knew that he would run into Pei Lin and the others, he would definitely not go to the vegetable market.

"Hey, classmate Xiao Song, are you shopping for vegetables?" Cheng Yuhao poked his head curiously to see what Song Yao had bought, but the bag was black, with only a few onion tails sticking out, he didn't see anything .

Song Yao hummed, he seemed to often meet a few of them around here, whether it was Pei Lin alone or a group of Pei Lin, and asked, "Do you live around here?"

"No, Brother Pei just lives near here." Cheng Yuhao directly told the place where Pei Lin lived.

Song Yao said oh, he wanted to go home and cook, he wasn't very interested in knowing what they were doing here, so I'll go first after saying that, I just kept my eyes on them and wanted to go around them... I couldn't go home.

Pei Lin grabbed his coat and hat with one hand, and pulled him back under the incomprehensible gazes of Cheng Yuhao and the others.

Song Yao didn't understand either, he was at a loss and confused: "Pei Lin, what are you doing?"

Pei Lin raised his chin at the bag in Song Yao's hand, and asked, "Do you know how to cook?"

Song Yao was silent for a few seconds, "Why don't I take it back and plant it?"

Cheng Yuhao and Fu Yan couldn't hold back their laughter.

"Let's go eat," Pei Lin said.

"Oh, then what?" Song Yao asked with a wooden face.

"Do you want to go together?" Pei Lin said.

Fu Yan's eyes became sharp all of a sudden, why did Brother Pei ask Young Master Song to have dinner together?Could it be that our relationship with Young Master Song has grown by leaps and bounds without our knowing it? ?

Cheng Yuhao didn't think it mattered. In his current perception, Song Yao was already a reformed Young Master Song. Just judging from the information he gave them that night, it was not impossible for Song Yao to make friends.

"That's right, Song Yao, do you want to come together? Today is Fu Yan's treat, and it's just more chopsticks for more people."

Fu Yan: "..." Have you ever asked me for my opinion? ?

The few of them often go out to eat together, and they are all young masters who are not short of money, so they decided to take turns to treat guests to dinner, but most of them are paid by Pei Lin.This time it happened to be Fu Yan's treat.

"No need, I'll go home and cook by myself." Song Yao politely declined, he didn't want to get involved with any of the characters nominated in the book, he just wanted to finish his third year of high school and get into his favorite university, preferably abroad university.

Pei Lin looked at Song Yao quietly, then suddenly smiled, and said, "Brother Pei invites you to dinner and won't you go?"

Song Yao patted Pei Lin's hand off, "No, I don't need your meal." After finishing speaking, she thought about this sentence in her heart.

Very good, very rich young master feeling.

Song Xiaoyao is not short of money for a meal.

"Okay, let's go first."

After walking a few steps, Cheng Yuhao suddenly said "Oops", and waited for Pei Lin and Fu Yan to look at him before saying, "I just forgot to add Song Yao as my friend."

Fu Yan said: "Didn't you hate Song Yao very much before?"

"It was annoying before, but not now. I think he's pretty good." Cheng Yu Hao paused, then said embarrassedly, "And he looks good."

Pei Lin: "..."

Fu Yan: "..."

Fu Yan said with a smile: "Then it's still too late for you to catch up with him and add a WeChat friend."

"Hey, that's right." Cheng Yuhao happily turned his head, and then he didn't know what his expression changed, "What the hell?"

"Why?" Fu Yan frowned and asked him.

Cheng Yuhao kept turning his head, and said in a heavy tone: "I know why Song Yao won't go to dinner with us."

"He doesn't know us very well, isn't it normal not to eat with us?" Fu Yan said.

"I thought so too..." Cheng Yuhao said with a straight face, pointing not far away, "Is that person Xu Jingyun from Class [-]? Brother Pei, I'm short-sighted and I can't see clearly."

Pei Lin looked over and saw Song Yao stopped not far across the road, and a boy in school uniform stood opposite him.

The school uniform of No. [-] Middle School is generally recognized as the ugliest, so many students will not take the initiative to put on the school uniform, but there will be one student who wears the school uniform all the year round. Xu Jingyun.

Song Yao felt that it was really inappropriate to go out today, otherwise why would he not only run into Pei Lin and the others, but also the protagonist to attack him?

Song Yao glanced at the flower shop to buy flowers and didn't find his protagonist Shou Jiang Danxue, she sighed helplessly, looked back at Xu Jingyun and said, "I'm really not following you, I'm not that perverted."

Xu Jingyun looked at Song Yao who had become different, frowned and said, "I didn't say you were a pervert."

"Oh, that's good." Song Yao looked like he didn't want to talk too much. From the corner of his eye, he saw Jiang Tanxue paying the money and said, "I'm afraid he will think too much when he comes out and sees us together, so I'll go back first. Do not bother you."

Xu Jingyun looked at Song Yao remembering that he didn't want to separate himself from him, and after a few seconds of silence, he said, "The gifts you gave me before..."

Before Xu Jingyun could finish speaking, Song Yao said, "If you want to throw it away, just throw it away, don't give it back to me." Seeing that Xu Jingyun was about to speak, she quickly continued, "Don't worry, I won't pester you again. , I won’t give you any more presents, and I’ll take a detour when I see you next time.”

Xu Jingyun: "..." He doesn't know how to eat people, so is it necessary to make it so serious?

The boy in front of him had short haircut, his delicate facial features were fully exposed, and he looked very cute in a fluffy and soft down jacket, making it impossible to imagine what a scruffy boy he was before.

Song Yao didn't know that his impression of the protagonist Gong had changed a little bit, even if he knew it, he didn't care, anyway, he was not the original owner, and he didn't like the protagonist Gong.

Jiang Tanxue came out with two pots of succulents. Seeing Xu Jingyun standing motionless and thoughtful, she walked over and waved in front of him. After he realized it, he smiled and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Xu Jingyun took the meat, and didn't hide from Jiang Tanxue that he met Song Yao just now, "I feel that he has become different."

Jiang Tanxue's expression didn't change, but she nodded in agreement and said, "That's right, I've seen him from afar before, only to realize that Classmate Song is so good-looking."

"I've seen his elder brother Song Yingxia, who is very handsome. I think his family will not be too bad."

"That's right. By the way, where are we going to eat later? I've agreed that I'll treat you to dinner. Don't rush to pay the bill anymore."

"Row."

Potato stewed pork ribs and green vegetables were cooked, and the rice was the kind of purple rice. Song Yao ate happily by himself, and he was used to eating alone.

The phone rang suddenly. Song Yao wiped her hands and picked up the phone. Seeing that the caller ID was Song Yingxia, she thought about turning on the hands-free and putting the phone on the table to continue eating.

"Song Yao." Song Yingxia's cold voice came from the phone.

Song Yao was still chewing on a piece of pork ribs, and answered vaguely.

Song Yingxia heard Song Yao's voice seemed a little wrong, thinking he was up to something, her tone became even colder: "What are you doing now?"

Song Yao blinked her eyes, turned her head to look at the wall clock on the wall, and said, "At this point, most people should be eating, right?"

What Song Yao said was that he was eating.

Song Yingxia was silent for a few seconds, and asked, "In Desheng Restaurant?"

The original owner used to like to eat at Desheng Restaurant the most. Although the name of this restaurant is so ordinary, the price inside is four figures per capita.

Although Song Yao has never been there, he knows this restaurant in the plot, a restaurant with a high appearance rate.

"No." Song Yao picked up another piece of potato and said calmly, "I cook for myself, and it's only 27 yuan for a meal."

Now it was Song Yingxia's turn to be silent. Seeing his expression change, the secretary thought there was something wrong with the document, and asked softly, "Mr. Song? Is there something wrong with the content?"

Song Yingxia gestured to the secretary, got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, outside were high-rise buildings.He frowned and asked the person on the other side of the phone: "Did you receive the living expenses I called you this month?"

Song Yao had never had a meal below three digits before. When she heard the figure of 27 yuan, Song Yingxia wondered if the bank account system was delayed and there was a problem.

"Got it." Song Yao clicked on the message inbox and looked at the account information received not long ago. The string of zeros behind the balance made Song Yao terrified. At that time, he was still thinking that he had money now Do people give pocket money like this?

Song Yingxia hummed, "Then why do you..."

"I think it's interesting to cook and eat by myself." Song Yao interrupted Song Yingxia's unfinished sentence.

Song Yingxia's eyes became a little complicated, "When did you learn to cook by yourself?"

Song Yao hasn't been home for a long time, and has always been out alone with those cronies. Song Yingxia began to feel that he didn't understand her younger brother whom she had grown up with since she was a child.

"Just for this period of time." Song Yao took the last bite of rice, put down the chopsticks and said, "If you want to eat...how about you come over when I'm free, and I'll make it for you?"

Song Yao said it in a joking tone, because he felt that Song Yingxia would definitely not waste time on his "rebellious brother", who knew that Song Yingxia would say in the next second, "Okay."

"Uh..." After 1 minute, Song Yao looked at the screen of the hung up phone. The call lasted less than 5 minutes, and suddenly he patted his mouth, "Let you talk nonsense, let you talk nonsense."

Song Yao held the phone and stared at the ceiling in a daze. Song Yingxia said on the phone that he would have time tomorrow, so he unilaterally decided that he would come here to eat the meal made by his brother tomorrow.

Song Yao looked hopeless, poked her finger at the screen, and searched "how to get sick quickly, preferably unconsciously" in the browser.

The browser pops up many answers, one of which is as follows——

"After taking a cold shower, in the single-digit temperature, blowing cold wind on the balcony in the middle of the night and thinking about life is enough. My roommate personally tested it and it worked, and it's no lie, dear——"

Song Yao expression: (O_O)?

The author says:

Song Yao was startled: Wait a minute, this doesn't seem to be in my health plan;

Brother Song: I’m going to eat the meal cooked by my brother

【After hanging up the phone—】

Brother Song: Wrong, family doctor, wait for me at xxx in the afternoon.