Chapter 152 Rice Cure All Diseases
The next day, Monday.

In the morning, at five o'clock.

Wen Miao was woken up by the set alarm clock.

When Wen Yan saw her at the dining table, he thought the sun was coming out from the west today, he raised his wrist to look at his watch, walked to the balcony, and looked out in disbelief: "I'm hallucinating , or did the sun change to the west today? Why did you get up so early today?"

Wen Miao floated into the kitchen with a breath of fairy spirit like a ghost, reached out to open the refrigerator, took out a bottle of pure milk from inside, twisted the bottle cap, walked out, and replied listlessly: "Is it early?" ? What time is it?"

"Five and eight."

Wen Yan gave an accurate time telling.

Wen Miao shook the milk in her hand, drank a few sips, then poured most of the rest into the pet food bowl, and after beckoning to the dog squatting on the balcony, she said: "Du Wu It's already early, isn't it?"

Wen Yan: "?"

Isn't it your usual time to stay in bed until the last second? ? ?

Wen Miao held the empty milk bottle, tilted her head and glanced at him, and said earnestly: "Brother, you can't be too lazy. You think it's early to wake up at five o'clock, but the real migrant workers wake up at two o'clock. I'm worried. Can you make money like this? Will our company go bankrupt in the future? Can I still be a rich second generation with peace of mind?"

Wen Yan: "???"

Early in the morning, I got a soul torture.

Wen Miao said to himself: "Self-disciplined early risers like us are the stars of the future, the hope of the motherland, the pillars of the country, the cast aside of all the ugliness and evil in the world, and the creators of all the beauty and goodness in the world. Thinking that I am under the same blue sky with so many outstanding creators, I can't help being proud and proud. And brother, you—”

Her words changed abruptly.

"It's a lazy man, a moth, a luxurious and lustful dude who plays and sings every night, a dog who loves leisure and loathes work and does not think about making progress, a playful and ignorant sack, a gathering of all the ugliness and evil in the world, and even more so. All beautiful and good despised. My stomach hurts at the thought that I breathe the same air as creatures like you."

Wen Yan: "..."

The nanny at home had already prepared breakfast, Wen Yan went into the kitchen and brought out the lotus seed porridge and pastries, put them heavily on the dining table, then gave her a condescending look, and asked, "Then your stomach hurts so much, do you still want to eat?" Can I have breakfast?"

"Ah." When it came to eating, Wen Miao immediately stopped the pain, "Then I can definitely eat it. Meal can cure all diseases."

"..."

After breakfast, Wen Miao went back to her room upstairs to get her schoolbag and went out to visit.

After Wen Yan unlocked the car, Wen Miao stretched out his hand to open the door, and slowly climbed up the passenger seat of the car.

Wen Yan was wearing the seat belt with one hand, caught her glimpse from the corner of his eye, and snorted, "In the end, it's still me, a lazy bastard, a moth, a dandy, a slut, a winebag, and a rice bag. You go to school."

Wen Miao casually threw her schoolbag behind, curled her lips and said, "You're on the way."

The Affiliated High School of Haida University is very close to the main campus of Haida University, separated by a scenic lake, but Wen Miao usually gets up late, Wen Yan leaves early, and they don’t go home every day, so the brothers and sisters seldom meet There are times when we go the same way.

Woke up too early today, Wen Miao was very sleepy, the car window was lowered to the bottom, and the cool breeze came in from the window, but it didn't wake her up much.

Wen Miao rubbed her face vigorously, leaned against the car window listlessly, glanced at herself in the rearview mirror, and then muttered listlessly: "Sure enough, no matter how sunny and cheerful people are on the way to school in the morning, they still It will make a big face."

Wen Yan was amused, and pushed her head back: "Come on, let me see how it's broken."

Wen Miao's head was held down by him, and he shook his head twice but failed to shake his paw, so he simply ignored him.

Wen Yan looked at it for a while, then nodded, and came to a conclusion: "Hey, your expression is a bit like that Shar Pei dog raised by your little uncle."

Wen Miao: "?"

……like what? ? ?
Can you say that again.

"Erbao, do you think it will be your long-lost brother?" Wen Yan teased Wen Miao with unabated interest, and even rarely called her nickname, "Why don't I send you to your little uncle another day?" There, you have a good old time with his little sharpie?"

Wen Miao: "..."

No, are you polite?
Who wants to catch up with that sharpie!

Wen Miao rolled her eyes angrily, stretched out her hand and pulled Wen Yan's paw off, and was about to scratch his paw, but half of her hand was stretched out, and she slammed on the brakes again.

"Brother." Wen Miao seemed to have suddenly remembered something, suddenly turned her head, looked up at Wen Yan, and asked him abruptly, "How have you been recently?"

Wen Yan was stunned for a moment: "...Huh?"

What kind of ex-girlfriend's tone is this?
Didn't hear the answer, Wen Miao asked again patiently: "Ask you, brother, how are you doing recently?"

"..." Wen Yan was silent for a full three seconds before saying, "It's pretty good."

"Really?" Wen Miao showed an expression of 'my mother is worried about traveling thousands of miles' on Wen Miao's face, "I am relieved to know that you are doing well, I think you have lost weight during this time, no matter how busy you are at work. , remember to eat too."

"..."

"Brother, you must take good care of yourself. Don't be reluctant to eat or wear. If you have no money, just tell me. Between us brothers and sisters, why are you embarrassed to open your mouth?"

"..."

I am most afraid of my sister's sudden concern.

Wen Yan was so concerned that his expression was numb. He stretched out his hand and rubbed the goose bumps on his arm: "No, you have something to say, and you make me unable to answer at all."

"It's nothing." Wen Miao spread her hands with an innocent look on her face and said, "I just want to catch up with you."

"..."

Let's talk about the old days.

Syria, old.

Wen Yan could tell, was she implying that he was the Shar Pei of Xu Yanyi's family? ? ?
……

It was still early in the classroom.

There was no one in the class, so two girls came in the front row. They had just sat down, and they were drinking soy milk while flipping through tutorial books.

Wen Miao hung her schoolbag on the chair, sat down, and then took out an exercise book from the book stand. While absently picking out a few questions to write, she kept looking at the door.

It was obvious that he was waiting for someone.

Boss Shen kept his word and promised to come, so he must come.

Although it appeared by stepping on the bell of the morning self-study.

Wen Miao was relieved for a moment.

Okay, the boss is really honest and trustworthy.

(End of this chapter)

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