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Chapter 35, Mice Eat Oil Paintings

It is said that the time will not be too long, but it does not end until 11 o'clock in the evening.

Lu An put down his paintbrush, rubbed his sore wrist, and asked Mr. Zhou who was fascinated by it:

"Old Comrade Zhou, what do you think of my painting?"

Zhou Jingni didn't make a sound for the first time, looked left and right, up and down, and finally looked at the oil painting intently and said:
"How much is this painting, the teacher wants to buy it back."

Yo, you have vision.

This is the first oil painting in my life. If I become famous in the future, this painting will be very valuable.

Lu An waved his hand, and said very generously: "What is the talk about money or not, it will hurt our relationship if we talk about money.

This was originally your portrait, Mr. Zhou, so it naturally belongs to you. "

Zhou Jingni looked at him coldly, put her hands on her chest and said, "Why are you so generous all of a sudden?
The teacher is a little unaccustomed to it, so he won't come up with any ideas, right? "

Lu An also looked at the painting and said, "You are the best teacher I have ever met in this life. You have taken care of me a lot in the past two years. Although I used to be stupid, I always remember your kindness in my heart."

This is his big truth.

Don't look at how many times I have plucked her wool today, but in the final analysis it is because of her kindness, otherwise how could he be so confident?
Besides, would an average teacher visit home over and over again because of changes in their grades?
No.

That alone deserves his respect.

Hearing this, Zhou Jingni saw that his eyes softened a lot, thought about it, and then asked seriously:

"Tell me, what's the matter with your monthly exam results? Tell the teacher about it, or I won't be able to eat well."

After escaping so many times, I still couldn't escape in the end.

Forget it, the matter has come to this, Lu An could only bite the bullet and said: "Teacher, if I say that I really have a headache, do you believe it or not?"

Zhou Jingni looked into his eyes, and replied after a while: "Teacher's letter."

But she asked again later: "Then tell me, can the grades be returned?"

Well, it seems that Comrade Zhou only believed half of it.

But if you think about it, the number one seed under your hand has problems in the exam one after another, and the ghost will be tortured into a nerve.What's more, she is a woman who has just graduated from college for a few years, and it is the time when she is most competitive.

This time, Lu Ann didn't talk about it again, looked at her for a moment, and said very seriously: "Yes."

Hearing the word "able", Zhou Jingni's hanging heart secretly dropped by half.At the end of the day, she finally heard the answer she wanted.

She raised her right wrist to see that it was getting late, it was already past 11 o'clock, and she immediately stopped thinking about going home, so she ordered:
"I'm a little hungry, so hurry up and cook."

Lu An warmly sent out an invitation: "Men and women are paired together, and the work is not tiring, why don't we go together?"

Zhou Jingni tossed her hair and laughed, "I'm going to boil water and take a shower, I hope there will be something to eat later."

After finishing speaking, she walked past him vigorously, without turning her eyes.

Watching his back leave, Lu An secretly thought it was a pity that the teacher Zhou who had been kind to him for a day disappeared, and returned to the previous image of "Zhou Papi".

Sure enough, it was Zhou Papi, the nickname was not wrong at all.

After searching through boxes and cabinets, I only found eggs, green and red peppers and cucumbers, and then nothing.

Looking down at the three pathetic dishes, Lu Ann finally decided to make three dishes: scrambled eggs with green peppers, green peppers with tiger skin and shredded cucumbers.

These three dishes should be colorful and spicy.Then put the stewed beef that was packed in the morning on the table, the combination of meat and vegetables is perfect, and the appetite is full.

After beating rice and cooking rice, and then Duangduangduang chopping and frying vegetables, Lu An used the speed of decades of shooting howitzers. For a while, the scene was comparable to a hotel chef, and Zhou Jingni who was next to him was numb.

After taking a shower, Zhou Jingni's hair was wet, and she found a piece of Qingchi's pajamas to put on her body. She leaned against the eaves and pillars and asked:
"You are the one who cooks at home?"

Lu Ann said: "No, at home, my elder sister used to handle the vegetables, but in recent years, my younger sister has done more."

Zhou Jingni was curious: "Your sister? How old is your sister this year?"

Lu Ann sprinkled some salt into the pot and added some water to melt the salt: "Read the third day of junior high school."

Zhou Jingni counted her age silently, it was about 15, but she had been cooking for several years at this age, she was a little moved and lost her voice.

The simplicity of the dishes has the advantage of being simple, and it comes out quickly.

In less than half an hour, the two of them served a bowl and ate their meals.

When he was painting during the day, LuAnn didn't feel hungry, but once he stopped, he felt like he was going crazy hungry, his stomach was rumbling, and he could eat a damn cow.

Zhou Jingni was also a little hungry. She usually eats a bowl, but this time she added half a bowl.

After gracefully eating the last grain of rice, she wiped her mouth with a tissue and said the first words since the meal:

"You are good at cooking. The same cucumber and eggs are better than my home."

Lu An, who was making the third bowl of rice, hit the snake on the stick and took the opportunity to say: "If you like to eat, come here more, bring your favorite dishes, and I promise to make you eat to your heart's content."

Zhou Jingni saw through his little thoughts at a glance, "Teacher likes to eat vegetables more than meat."

Lu An nodded again and again: "It's good to eat more vegetables. Eating vegetables is healthy, but vegetables also need oil. You can still bring some meat."

Zhou Jingni smiled and said "Get lost".

When he was about to finish eating, the woman left the dining table just right, and went to the yard to cool off with a smile.

Lu An was speechless, this old Comrade Zhou is still a grudge.

I asked her to wash the dishes at noon, and returned it immediately at night.

It's true that revenge can't be done overnight, good moral character.

After washing the dishes, Lu An walked over and asked, "Old Comrade Zhou, are you going to sleep here tonight, or go to No. 12 and sleep with Ye Run?"

Zhou Jingni looked at him: "It's time, Ye Run hasn't slept yet?"

Lu An shook his head: "She usually goes to bed at 12 o'clock, and she should still be doing the questions now."

Zhou Jingni was a little surprised, she got up and said, "Teacher, go and have a look."

After walking out of the courtyard, she suddenly asked worriedly, "Do mice really eat oil paintings?"

LuAnn explained: "The paint is mixed with oil, and mice love to eat it."

Zhou Jingni reminded: "The portrait...?"

Lu Ann said: "It's okay, anyway, it's not me in the painting."

Zhou Jingni's eyes turned cold.

Lu Ann turned a blind eye to this, took two steps and said, "I'll move it to the bed tonight and watch you sleep."

"Just move to the bedroom, stay away from the painting." Zhou Jingni looked disgusted.

Sure enough, Ye Run hadn't slept yet, lighting a kerosene lamp and struggling with math problems.

She was not surprised when she opened the door and saw Lu An sending the homeroom teacher over.

Because she wanted to go to him to ask math problems in the afternoon, but she sneaked away after seeing Teacher Zhou.

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