Reborn In the 1990s

Cheng Yu doesn't seem to feel sorry and depressed at all, but this is not worth listening to Yang Ming's ears.

"Is it not accurate? Why don't you choose to reread? If it's you, it's no problem to reread for a year! " Yang Ming said excitedly.

But Cheng Yu but indifferent smile: "an inch of light and shadow an inch of gold, a year's time worth how much gold, waste can not afford to waste."

"But..." Yang Ming wanted to say something else, but Cheng Yu interrupted him.

"No, but God has his intention to arrange it like this. We should obey God's will. Do you know? "

"Obedient to a ghost." Yang Ming rolled his eyes in places that Cheng Yu couldn't see. If Cheng Yu was the kind of person who was willing to comply with the will of God, he would write his name upside down.

The clouds faded away. The moon showed her bright face. In the moonlight, Yang Ming looked at the tall and straight figure of Cheng Yu walking in front of him, and suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with this. It is the gold that will shine everywhere, and the light on Cheng Yu can't be covered up by anyone and any frustration.

"Boss! From now on, I can follow you again Yang Ming ran forward happily and then threw himself on Cheng Yu's back.

"Different majors. I can't help you. " Cheng Yu was pressed back by the weight of the body, and then said lazily.

"Are you really selected for surveying and mapping? After that, will we have to deal with the land? "

"No, but it's about the same."

Two people gradually away, the shadow hidden in the night, can no longer see, only the sky moon is still high hanging, hiding behind the clouds to secretly look down.

Another morning, the fog filled the whole city, in front of everyone were covered with a layer of cover.

In the distance came the sound of "creaking wheels". As the sound gradually approached, the shadow of recognizing the outline and the car appeared in the white fog. It turned out to be a group of middle school students who were in a hurry to go to school. They were passing this silent street on their bicycles.

"Boss! Two fresh meat, two soy sauce meats and two cups of soybean milk are packed and taken away! " The car stopped at the door of a breakfast shop. The people on the bus stood on one foot and yelled inside.

"OK! Come in a minute A loud and clear voice came out, which was the voice of the boss familiar to the guests.

"Two sauced meats, two fresh meats, two cups of soymilk, packed separately." Fang Ruixue quickly packed the things and handed them to the boy waiting at the door.

"Xuemei, give me two more spoons of pickles!" The boy won't leave after taking the steamed stuffed buns. Lying on the bicycle faucet, smiling at Fang Ruixue said.

"Good." Fang Ruixue simply pulled another bag, and then filled the person in front of him with two spoons of pickles.

The pickles are all prepared for the customers who come into the restaurant to have porridge. People like this who buy steamed buns and go away are generally not treated like this.

"Two beef, two vegetable fillings, a cup of soy milk, less sugar and a cup of polysaccharide, please." Another taller boy ordered.

"Vegetable stuffing or lotus root?" Fang Ruixue asked as he filled the bun.

"Yes." The boy nodded and then gave a shallow smile to Fang Ruixue.

Fang Ruixue packed the steamed stuffed buns, but did not even mention it to the man, but took another bag and filled two spoonfuls of pickles as before. And then I handed it to the man.

"Xuemei, you are partial!" The person who got the steamed stuffed bun first was not happy, "what I want is that you give it to me when you ask. How can you give it to me without asking? It's not fair! "

"If you also order lunch in the store for a semester, I promise to send you two spoonfuls of pickles every morning, OK?" Fang Ruixue raised eyebrows and looked at him.

"Er..." The man was hesitating when he was slapped on the head by his companion.

"All right, let's go now. Don't be late." The companion got on the bike. Hang the bag of breakfast on the handle, the other party Ruixue said thanks, and then without looking back into the white fog, disappeared again.

This is a day in numerous dull mornings of Fang Ruixue.

I get up early and help Li Lanfang sell breakfast for a while. I will meet many students from the same school. The most popular ones are the convenient steamed buns and soybean milk. After 7:00, she took two leftover steamed buns, no matter what stuffing, carrying a cup of soybean milk, eating breakfast all the way to school.

In this foggy weather, when she comes to school, her forehead hair and her coat will be covered with a layer of water, making her whole person wet and sticky.

Li Lanfang's small restaurant still serves breakfast and lunch. Since the school opened, customers have changed from migrant workers nearby to students who come and go every day.

For this reason, Li Lanfang also specially changed the size of steamed buns. A steamed bun is the size of a fist. A person with a small appetite can eat one, and a person with a large appetite can also manage to be satisfied with two. He or she goes out in a hurry every day. Welcome to the students who can't have breakfast at home.

The steamed buns in the restaurant are delicious and fresh with soybean milk. They already have a stable number of customers among the students in the attached high school. Later, they know that the restaurant also serves lunch. Those students who are convinced by Li Lanfang's skill gradually choose to settle the lunch meal in the store. In this way, parents don't have to send food from home, or eat the same Ramen cover every day.Even a senior high school sophomore ordered lunch in the store for a semester, so every time he came to the store to buy breakfast, Fang Ruixue would give him more things. As a result, it developed into that as long as the students who came to buy breakfast with senior students would ask Fang Ruixue to give them something.

The name plate is worn on the chest, and the school uniform is neat. Fang Ruixue sucked the last mouthful of soybean milk from the cup, threw the cup into the garbage can contentedly, and then walked into the school gate.

There are two students on duty at the door, one on the left and one on the right. There is also a discipline director in his sharp mouth who stares at the students who enter the door all the time, as long as the student's name plate is not worn or the school uniform is not worn. He always catches him at a glance.

"Fang Ruixue!" As soon as I entered the school, I met my classmates. The girls walked together, always chattering and endless words.

"Will you bring me breakfast tomorrow? Today, my mother got up late and didn't have time to make it for me. She had to eat dry bread With a bitter face, the classmate grabbed Fang Ruixue's sleeve and begged.

"Good." Fang Ruixue agreed with a smile. Many students in the class knew that her family was a restaurant. She was used to taking breakfast.

Two people are talking and laughing to the classroom, suddenly someone rushed over, crowded in between them, two people scattered.

"Get out of the way! In the way The sharp voice sounded, Fang Ruixue staggered to the side of a step, saw someone swaggering from their middle, passing by also hanging his eyes to glance at her.