Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 620 The Most Romantic Thing - Clear Sky
"Okay, okay, what are you arguing about?"

Principal Li took the words aside, raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Tong Shuai and Wang Jun angrily.

"Do you usually treat your family like this?"

family?

Wang Jun and Tong Shuai were taken aback for a moment, looked at each other, and looked away in disgust.

He doesn't have such a family.

"Cooking should be done with love, so that the person who eats can feel full of love."

Principal Li patted Tong Shuai on the shoulder lightly, then glanced at Wang Jun again.

"If you are arguing like this, this fish must be very unpalatable even if it is cooked. Get out of the way, and I will come."

ah?Tong Shuai was taken aback for a moment, what else is there to say?

It suddenly occurred to me that Zhan Yun was always not far away when cooking at home, accompanying the children silently, flirting with him, coughing, joking!

In an instant, he felt that his mood was extraordinarily bright, and that the hard work of the day was nothing but floating clouds. The smiling wife and delicate child in front of him at this moment were the most real existence and the happiest existence in his heart.

"Get out of the way, I'll do it." Principal Li stood up, "Give it to me."

"Oh." Tong Shuai was dazed, and stretched out the spatula in his hand.

"Hey, you brat, what are you doing handing me the tip of the spatula? The oil got on my clothes."

"Ah? Wrong hand, wrong hand." Tong Shuai quickly withdrew his hand, stepped back, handed the handle of the spatula to Principal Li, and sneered, "I was careless at the moment."

"Careless?" Wang Jun opened his eyes, "I think you did it on purpose. Cut."

You, Tong Shuai glanced at Wang Jun, you don't think it's a big deal!

Wait a while, go out, and teach this brat a lesson.

This morning, I was so scared in front of him!
"Okay, stop quarreling, and burn your pot properly." Principal Li took the spatula and glanced at Wang Jun, who was one and a half meters away, "I think you did it on purpose."

Two bastards, same virtue!
I want to come to his house for dinner, but I don't want to work!
Think beautiful!
I don't know that his principle of doing things is to do things by yourself and have enough food and clothing!
Wang Jun: ...

All right, don't argue with Principal Li.

After all, he can't cook, he can only eat!

Wang Jun threw the small firewood in his hand into the stove again, and cast a sidelong glance at Tong Shuai.

As for this big, silly boy, he is his opponent at all, so it doesn't matter if he ignores it.

He also stole the limelight all morning.

And child clown?Just when he wanted to show off, he was beaten down by Principal Li.

Wang Jun carefully took the fire stick next to him, pushed the firewood in the stove back into the stove, glanced into the pot, and then moved back slightly.

Sure enough, Principal Li was still the best. The little fish tossed and turned, but there was no oily star jumping out.

It is said that there are three women in one play.

Now it seems that the three men are the whole stage.

Su Qianqian pursed her lips slightly, looked at the kitchen three meters away, stopped in her tracks, blinked thoughtfully, then turned and walked back.

Tongtong smiled and looked at Su Qianqian.

Qianqian is really a child, what could happen to those three adults in the kitchen?
At best, the dishes would be unpalatable and the kitchen would be a little dirty, not to mention Mr. Zhao was there.

Tongtong turned her head and looked at Teacher Zhao who was not far away in front of the main room, just in time to meet Teacher Zhao's eyes looking at them, still so kind and amiable.

Smiling at them, he lowered his head again and cut off the flowers and branches in front of him.

Tongtong blinked her eyes, and glanced at Su Qianqian who was walking over from the corner of her eyes. She lowered her head, her face was expressionless, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

This Qianqian, she should be careful in the future.

However, Qianqian is Teacher Li's granddaughter, and she will be a classmate again soon, so I just listen to my father, compete in studies, and take care of her in life.

What's more, Qianqian will never finish elementary school here like the same, and then go to junior high school, right? ,

Tongtong looked at the kitchen five meters away, and heard from his father that Teacher Li's home was originally in Jingyun.

Maybe, next year or the day after tomorrow, Qianqian will leave.

Forget it, Tongtong raised her hand to brush her hair. Teacher Li and Teacher Zhao have helped her so much and treated her like her own granddaughter. Now that the real granddaughter is here, how can she repay her kindness?

Since Qianqian is so strong, she will be as good as Yan Xiaoyu back then, let's be the second.

Anyway, Qianqian won't stay here for long.

As Teacher Wang said before, to achieve others, by the way, to achieve yourself.

Then she won't get full marks in the test, and if she gets one or two points less, she won't be able to S.

He raised his head inadvertently, and looked at the sky at the four corners above the yard. His eyes were full of clear blue sky and light clouds, sliding past his eyes.

Her heart suddenly felt blue.

Tongtong watched Su Qianqian walk over and sat on the small stool diagonally opposite. Thinking of the roar in the kitchen just now, she couldn't help but smile.

Qianqian is still too young to care about Teacher Li so much.

She'd better sit here quietly and watch the scenery.

She doesn't know much about Uncle Wang Jun, but she can still trust her father's craftsmanship.

I have eaten my father's cooked rice since I was a child.

Tongtong smiled slightly, glanced at the kitchen again, and turned to Su Qianqian who was diagonally opposite: "It's okay, Teacher Li is here."

Who said something was wrong?
Su Qianqian glanced at Tongtong, smiled and said nothing, she just felt that the two of them were just sitting idle.

She doesn't know Tongtong well!
She just wanted to go and see the excitement, but she didn't want to, there was no excitement to watch.

Su Qianqian looked down at the fallen leaves at her feet, and at some point, there were three or four more.

Suddenly remembered the conversation with Grandpa Li on the side of the road in the early morning.

When Grandpa Li suddenly appeared in her line of sight, standing in front of her so persistently and sacredly, holding an umbrella, with a firm belief in his eyes and brows, at that moment, the year-end The early winter of the year was red and red.

Her heart instantly warmed up.

The desolation of "the cold rain knocking on the window and being wet" disappeared in an instant, and the desolation of watching "the flowers and leaves fall" just now passed through my heart, and it went away at that moment.

Hope is not far away, but the road is just under your feet.

A single leaf can also show its heroism, let alone her?
At that moment, she began to understand that even a fallen leaf should have a glimmer of pure hope, so why would she give up easily, her awakened faith and her persistent pursuit of dreams?

Su Qianqian took another look at the bustling kitchen.

Grandpa Li is really everyone. He can go to the kitchen, enter the classroom, hold a spatula, and raise the pointer.

She can trust Grandpa Li's craftsmanship, but fortunately Grandpa Li played in person, otherwise, those ten or so little fish would really be squandered.

There was a wind blowing, three or five leaves slipped from the trees, fell on her sight not far away, and fell on her feet.

Time flowed away slowly in the leaves that slipped down inadvertently.

(End of this chapter)