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Chapter 30, On the realm of face
In the second half of the night, Lu Ann didn't sleep much.

First, I listened to the movement of the No. 10 house next to the meeting in the yard, and found that Widow Zhang and Liao Shiqi had no disputes, so I was relieved.

When he felt relaxed, he suddenly realized: Unless the mother and daughter are idiots, they won't be able to quarrel at all.

Otherwise, once the quarrel breaks out, how will the two of them get along in the future?

Neighbors came to fight and asked why they were arguing?
Could it be that the mother and daughter fell in love with a man at the same time?
If this embarrassing story spreads to the neighbors, there will be another good talk in Concubine Lane from tomorrow: Do you know?Widow Zhang and her daughter fought in the middle of the night last night in order to compete for the right to mate, and even used a knife.

If such rumors come together, then Lu An will definitely be deified, and the people of Baoqing will scramble to discuss behind their backs: How good is Lu An in Guifei Lane, so that mother and daughter can fight each other with swords and guns, and compete to take off their pants?

Or talk like this: I heard that Lu An in Guifei Lane was the reincarnation of Lao Ai, and he was able to pull a cart, which caused widow Zhang and his daughter to tear themselves apart.

It is conceivable that Meng Qingchi would definitely come over to him and ask him: Sister has heard rumors about you, do you have anything to explain to Sister?

He knew that once the sister asked this question, the relationship between the two would never go back.

Anticipating these terrible rumors, Lu Ann shook his head, but fortunately he held it back, otherwise there would be big problems.

It started to rain lightly outside, and Lu Ann, who couldn't sleep, opened his political textbook and prepared to recite it.

But don't know why?
Or he was influenced by Widow Zhang, who had tasted the taste of meat, but he was a little distracted and couldn't see it.

Looking up blankly at the rain falling, at a certain moment, Lu An took out a pen and began to draw sketches on the white paper. First he drew a picture of Meng Qingchi, and then he drew a picture of Mr. Zhou.

Painting Meng Qingchi is a subconscious instinct.

As for Mr. Hua Zhou, she just thinks that this woman is suitable to be a model. The ratio of upper and lower body is perfect 5:8, her gait rhythm is charming, and her facial features and body have a three-dimensional effect.

Strange to say, when he finished painting two paintings, he calmed down, and Lu couldn't help laughing at himself: In fact, we are also a ghost.

Among the political history and geography, politics is the most difficult at first glance, but as long as you learn it and understand the relevant terms in place, politics is actually the easiest to score.

On the contrary, geography and history are more complicated.

After watching politics for 3 hours in a row, the sky is completely bright.

He didn't bother to go back to bed and continue to sleep, so he just took a shower, changed his clothes, and prepared to take the bus to the Municipal People's Hospital.

Just as he opened the courtyard door, he accidentally bumped into Mr. Zhou.

Seeing him staring blankly in front of her, Zhou Jingni, who had just arrived at the door and was hit in the chest, covered her sight with her bag, stepped back inadvertently and asked:

"LuAnn, where are you going early in the morning?"

The familiar Lu An shrank back into the courtyard, opened all the doors, and kissed sweetly: "I came here specially to pick up Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Jingni couldn't be fooled, so she looked him over and asked, "I just washed my hair and changed my clothes. Are you going out to meet people?"

Lu An said: "I had a dream last night, and I dreamed of Teacher Zhou. You said to me in the dream: Lu An, the teacher will bring breakfast to see you tomorrow morning.

You see, in order to please your eyes, I also dressed up and wore the best clothes. "

Zhou Jingni stared at him for a long time, then smiled and asked, "Aside from bringing you breakfast in the dream, what else did you do?"

Lu Ann opened his mouth and said, "Be a model for me."

Zhou Jingni was puzzled: "Painting model?"

Lu Ann nodded lightly, went back to the house and took out last night's sketch and handed it to her.

After a while, he asked Zhou Jingni, who was already fascinated by it: "How is the painting?"

"The painting is really good, did you draw it just from your imagination?" Zhou Jingni held up the sketched portrait in both hands, and asked after studying it for a long time.

Lu Ann said, "Well, I'll invite you to have breakfast outside, and we'll chat while we eat."

Zhou Jingni looked at the portrait again, put it in her handbag and said, "Based on this portrait, the teacher should invite you for breakfast."

Hey, after waiting for your words, Lu An happily followed behind out of Guifei Lane.

At the end, he casually suggested: "There is a beef noodle shop on the other side of the street. You can also order a portion of stewed beef separately when eating noodle. I heard it tastes good."

Zhou Jingni was distracted, "You mean the new one, right? I've heard of it too, but I haven't been there yet. Come on, let's go and try it together."

There are three types of beef noodles: large bowl, medium bowl, and small bowl. The large bowl is only one yuan and five.

But it is a bit expensive to order a braised beef alone, it costs 4 yuan, but the portion is sufficient.

Zhou Jingni is very generous, one person asked for one, and the 11 yuan disappeared with a wave of her hand.

Braised beef is readily available and served quickly.

Zhou Jingni was a little confused. She always felt that Lu An was more interested in the beef than she. As soon as the beef was served, she would break it off and eat with chopsticks, one piece after another, without stopping.

The business of this restaurant is very good. In his previous life, he ate here once after the college entrance examination, and the taste was especially memorable. It was the most extravagant delicacy in his entire high school career.

After eating half of the stewed beef in one sitting, the beef powder was ready, so Lu An pulled a bowl to her.

Greeting: "Teacher Zhou, don't look at it, you can eat too."

Zhou Jingni didn't eat much, and she came over after eating breakfast at home. Except for occasionally putting a chopstick in her mouth, she spent most of her time looking at him.

Several times, she opened her mouth to say something, but Luan kept talking, so she didn't know how to speak?
"Still too reserved, thin-skinned."

Lu An could see the state of mind of the woman in front of him, but pretended not to know that the breakfast was all tricked out, and he would feel sorry for the dead cow if he didn't finish eating the beef.

Seeing him sweeping the chopsticks, Zhou Jingni pushed her stewed beef towards him: "You eat."

Lu An raised his head and found a step for her: "Miss Zhou, are you losing weight?"

Zhou Jingni said: "Actually, the teacher came here after eating, so I'm not hungry."

Seeing the meat, Lu An's eyes gleamed green. How could he be polite, and started to eat with his chopsticks.

When there were only three slices of braised beef left in the stack, he stopped his chopsticks, waved his hand, and said to the shop owner, "Pack it up."

The shop owner looked at the three slices of beef on the plate with a dazed expression. He looked at Lu An, then at Zhou Jingni, who had a good image and temperament, and turned to get the lunch box.

Zhou Jingni stopped the boss who was about to turn around, quickly took out 4 yuan and handed it over, saying: "The stewed beef in your shop is good, let me take a new one with me."

Only then did the boss smile, took the money and left.

With the packaged stewed beef, Lu An came out of the noodle shop and said to Zhou Jingni:
"This meal is ready. Thank you teacher for the treat. I plan to go to the hospital. Teacher, do you want to go home?"

Zhou Jingni looked at him speechlessly, and thought that I came here just for your monthly exam results, and you are leaving after eating my breakfast for nothing?
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