20 years of teaching

Chapter 57
The four of them ate, Fan Qiang took his time, as if he didn't like the food very much, but he didn't dislike it too much.

Lin Feifei didn't eat as freely as he did at home, but restrained himself. He wanted to behave as gracefully as possible in front of Fan Feilin.

And Fan Feilin ate small bites, savoring the taste of the dishes from time to time, thinking about how to cook better next time.

She has a typical ladylike demeanor, and she looks so elegant, so charming, and so heart-warming when she eats.

Only Wang Weiyong gobbled it up alone, talking while eating, boasting that this dish was delicious and that dish was also delicious.

Sleep without speaking, eat without speaking.

If you talk when you sleep and talk when you eat, you may be disgusted by others.

Whenever Wang Weiyong spoke to the table, Fan Feilin frowned.

A girl hates a man and hates everything about him.

For the three dishes closest to Wang Weiyong, Fan Feilin didn't move her chopsticks.

She was afraid of getting dirty, and she was worried that Wang Weiyong's words would pollute the three dishes.

The other three hadn't finished their first bowl of rice, but Wang Weiyong had already finished his second bowl of rice.

Fan Feilin fried six poached eggs one by one until they were half-cooked, then put them together, added salt, sprinkled a little shredded green pepper, added a little boiling water, and simmered for a while.

This is her favorite dish. The method is simple, good looking and delicious.

Three of the six eggs have been eaten by Wang Weiyong, and there are still three left in the bowl.

Fan Feilin glanced at Wang Weiyong, and saw that the autumn wind was sweeping the fallen leaves, the wind was blowing and the clouds were blowing, and the food was delivered from his mouth.

If this continues, Wang Weiyong may eat all six eggs.

Lin Feifan also secretly observed Wang Weiyong, secretly laughing.

Fat, for a reason.

Gluttony should be the first and only reason.

"Try this egg, it's delicious." Fan Feilin sandwiched an egg for Lin Feifan.

"Brother, you can eat one too." Fan Feilin sandwiched another egg for her brother.

Lin Feifan took a bite of the egg. It was delicious, slightly spicy, and smooth. He couldn't help but admire: "It's so delicious! My mother's poached eggs are always too burnt."

"It's delicious..." Fan Feilin was about to put the last egg to Lin Feifan, but Wang Weiyong put the last egg before he finished speaking.

"It's really delicious, you can eat one too." Wang Weiyong delivered the eggs to Fan Feilin's bowl.

"I don't want it!" Fan Feilin covered her bowl with both hands, for fear that the eggs would be put into the bowl.

"Then I'll eat it." Wang Weiyong retracted his chopsticks, wrapped the egg in one bite, and chewed it happily.

After Fan Feilin rolled Wang Weiyong's eyes, she pursed her lips and looked at Lin Feifan, her eyes twinkled and her face was sad.

Wang Weiyong ate two-thirds of the best dish cooked for Lin Feifan by himself.

When Lin Feifei finished the first bowl of rice and took the bowl to the kitchen to serve the meal, Fan Feilin put down his chopsticks and followed the kitchen.

Fan Feilin was the first to open the pot, and found that the rice in the pot was scraped clean, leaving only some rice cakes stuck to the bottom of the pot.

"I knew I was running out of food. He had already eaten three bowls, and the last two bowls were filled with more, piled high, and pressed tightly. One bowl he filled was worth two bowls for me." Fan Feilin looked at Lin Lin pitifully. Fei Fei, "I'm sorry, I blamed me for cooking less rice, which made you not full."

Lin Feifan laughed and said, "How can I blame you? You didn't know that Wang Weiyong was coming for dinner."

"I'll make rice porridge for you." Fan Feilin quickly poured the rice soup from the basin into the pot, scooped up the rice soup at the bottom of the pot with a spatula, and stirred it.

At this time, Wang Weiyong came in, looked at the delicious rice porridge in the pot and said, "I haven't eaten rice porridge for a long time, today I want to eat two bowls."

Wang Weiyong reached out to catch the spatula in Fan Feilin's hand, but Fan Feilin put the spatula behind him and refused to give it to Wang Weiyong.

"Everything must be in order." Fan Feilin took the bowl from Lin Feifei's hand, and used a spatula to scoop up the rice from the bottom of the pot, trying to make it thicker.

Fan Feilin filled it slowly with shovel by shovel, Wang Weiyong looked anxious, and reprimanded: "You should leave some thick ones for me."

Fan Feilin ignored it and continued fishing.

Lin Feifan turned his head and smiled at the wall.

Wang Weiyong's greedy look is really unbearable.

After finally getting a bowl of thick rice porridge, Fan Feilin and Lin Feifei went to the restaurant.

Wang Weiyong looked at the backs of Fan Feilin and Lin Feifan, gritted his teeth, and jealous anger burst out of his eyes.

He picked up the spatula and scooped up the rice from the bottom of the pot, but the scraping by himself was too poisonous, and Fan Feilin scooped it up too carefully, so Wang Weiyong could only pick up a few grains of rice each time.

After fishing in vain for a few times, Wang Weiyong changed his strategy, quickly filled a bowl of rice soup, and rushed to the restaurant.

There is still a lot of braised pork left. It is not bad to drink rice soup and eat braised pork.

He ate the braised pork with big mouthfuls and took a sip of rice soup from time to time. Wang Weiyong ate all the remaining braised pork, leaving only some oil in the bowl.

Seeing that there was still some rice left in Fan Feilin's rice bowl, Wang Weiyong picked up the braised pork bowl and said courteously, "Come on, pour this oil into your bowl and eat it with the rice. It's delicious."

Fan Feilin hurriedly got up, took the bowl and went to the kitchen.

Wang Weiyong looked at the oil in the braised pork bowl, swallowed, burped a few more times, and said, "It's a pity that there is no food, otherwise I would use this oil to wash rice."

Fan Qiang said with a smile: "I'm really sorry, I didn't know you were coming, and the cooking was short, so you haven't had enough?"

Wang Weiyong put down the bowl and replied: "It's all right, I'm going back to the county tonight, and I have supper tonight."

"Cough...cough cough..." Lin Feifan turned his head to the side, choking on the rice soup.

……

"When are you going back?" Fan Qiang asked.

At this time Fan Feilin came over, and Wang Weiyong asked, "Is Feilin going back?"

"No." Fan Feilin said coldly.

Wang Weiyong said: "Do you have time to play with me? Is it possible for the four of us to play and upgrade?"

"No time." Fan Feilin said firmly
Wang Weiyong stared at Fan Feilin with hunger in his eyes. He sighed and said, "Then I'll go back now."

"Just to save me from being lazy, you take Lin Feifan to Jinghu Junior High School by the way." Fan Qiang turned to look at Lin Feifan, "Can you?"

"Okay, I happen to be chatting with Weiyong, we haven't been together for a long time." Lin Feifei said.

"How did you two know each other?" Fan Feilin wanted to ask this question before.

Wang Weiyong hurriedly said to Fan Feilin: "We are classmates in elementary school, and we both belong to the Jinghu group. We grew up together. I remember when I was young, Lin Feifan was the only one in the Jinghu group who couldn't swim."

"..." Lin Feifei gave Wang Weiyong a blank look.

"Once, we took Lin Feifei to play next to the Mirror Lake. In fact, everyone didn't swim that time. Later, Lin Feifei's father found out. Guess what?" Wang Weiyong saw that Fan Feilin was very interested, and the more he talked, the more energetic he became.

Fan Feilin was indeed very interested and asked, "What's the matter?"

Lin Feifei glared at Wang Weiyong, but Wang Weiyong ignored Lin Feifei's feelings and exaggeratedly said: "Lin Feifei was beaten by his father. You would never guess that his father only spanked his buttocks, and the buttocks were swollen. It made Lin Feifei have to stand in class the next day when he went to school."

After Wang Weiyong finished speaking, he laughed, clapped his hands and stomped his feet.

Fan Feilin looked at Lin Feifan with tenderness and sympathy.

Lin Feifan frowned and said angrily, "Weiyong, if you continue to talk nonsense, I will tell you about the time you wet your pants in class when you were in the third grade of elementary school."

Wang Wei stood up bravely, rushed outside, and muttered, "I have to go back quickly."

Fan Qiang bent over with a smile, and shouted: "Hey, you can't go back alone, you have to bring Lin Feifan with you."

Fan Qiang and Lin Feifei also got up and went out. When they reached the door of the restaurant, Lin Feifei turned around and waved to Fan Feilin: "Your cooking is delicious, thank you, goodbye!"

Fan Feilin said with a smile: "If you like to eat, then come back next time, and I will cook more rice, so I can't let you not be full."

……

Crown sedan, 8% to [-]% new, the end of the license plate number is four consecutive [-].

Lin Feifan was sitting in the passenger seat, and Wang Weiyong was driving the car, which drove towards Linjiang County at high speed.

(End of this chapter)