i was my mistake

"What's the use of you."

"Then teach me."

"Too lazy to teach."

"Tsk—" Ye Chen flicked his tongue vigorously, and the two girls who looked very similar suddenly laughed together.

……

54. Disturbing dreams

Sunday mornings are always intoxicating.

Because tomorrow is Monday, but today can still rest.

So it makes people don't want to get up.

But Ye Chen was still woken up by Wan Qing's dream talk.

"You fucked up a grandma's leg... Who the hell is Shengmu! Kicked!"

"My mother...Run...Run!"

"Dog woman, I wish you a fucking child. Uterine fibroids..."

Anyway, it's not something good to say.

In many novels, it is always written that girls are made up of beautiful things like sugar and dreams.

But anyway, Wan Qing is not like this.

If anything, she's probably human waste wrapped in chocolate.

Look, how can any girl be so scolding...

"Fuck! You have the ability to commit suicide, but you don't have the ability to kill the person who makes you unable to survive? If I... like you, I will definitely change my limit..."

In fact, Ye Chen also knew that she committed suicide in the end, and no one was hurt when she died.

Perhaps when a person despairs of the world, he can't even bring up "hate".

Perhaps because she dreamed of something beautiful, Wan Qing's brows gradually relaxed, and the babbling in the dream also became vague.

Ye Chen felt drowsiness flooding her heart again, she was not sober at first, and when the evening sunshine subsided, she would feel drowsy again.

In a daze, he seemed to hear someone knocking on the door.

"Wan Qing, Ye Chen, open the door!!"

"Open the door!!"

"Ye Chen, you stupid bastard, open the door for me!"

This sound is particularly harsh.

Even if he was half asleep and half awake, Ye Chen would never hear it wrong.

That's right, it was Wan Qing's voice.

Wan Qing... Knock on the door and ask him to open it?

Ye Chen rubbed his eyes and sat up, wondering when she woke up.

To him, he felt as if he just closed his eyes for two seconds.

But sleep is not certain. Sometimes I feel that it has not been long, but it has been a long time, which is normal.

Especially during deep sleep.

She was about to throw off the quilt to open the door, but suddenly saw Wan Qing lying beside her with peaceful sleepy eyes.

There was still a 'dong dong dong' knock on the door.

And Wan Qing shouted: "Ye Chen, you boy, open the door!!"

She felt instantly awake.

All drowsiness disappeared without a trace.

If Wan Qing next to her was definitely real, then what about the voice outside the door?

And in this moment of trance, those voices disappeared instantly.

It was as if the stop button had been pressed on a videotape.

It was eeriely quiet outside.

"Ding Dong~" Ye Chen was taken aback.

"Chen'er, Qing'er, are you awake?" It was Zhao Jinyu's voice.

The expression on Ye Chen's face was a little dazed.

Everything that happened just now seemed to be just an illusion that he hadn't woken up yet.

"Uh huh...Ye Chen, did you go out by yourself without a key..." Wan Qing muttered to herself, struggling to get up from the bed, seeing Ye Chen beside her in a daze, "Why do you Sleep next to me."

"Then where am I going to sleep?"

"Why did I hear you calling me to open the door just now..." Wan Qing patted her head hard, as if she wanted to pour the water out of her ears, "It's strange, maybe it's the plot of a dream?"

"Uh... I heard you just now, you called me to open the door outside."

"Stop coming." Wan Qing obviously didn't believe it, and felt that Ye Chen was playing a prank on herself.

"Really."

"Oh, so who's ringing the doorbell now?"

"It's Jinyu."

"It must be because we both fell asleep." Wan Qing covered her mouth and got up from the bed, yawning, "I'll open the door, you should get up too... It's time to wash up."

"Oh……"

Ye Chen was still in shock, and when Wan Qing opened the door and welcomed Zhao Jinyu in, she felt that inexplicable sense of fear began to subside.

Zhao Jinyu came over with some well-packed breakfasts, and it seemed that he planned to eat breakfast with everyone.

The two of them were not too polite, and reciprocating courtesy is also a way to enhance their relationship.

After all, Zhao Jinyu would occasionally have dinner with them at Ye Youliang's stall, so it was normal for her to buy some breakfast for them occasionally.

If you refuse, you will appear to be out of touch.

Sometimes accepting the kindness of others will make the relationship closer.

"Just got up?" Looking at the messy hair of the two, Zhao Jinyu asked with a smile.

"Yes, you are very early today."

"Well, I went to bed early last night—however, yesterday the projection lamp was spinning, and I fell asleep for some reason, and I woke up with my hands numb, but it was almost dawn, so I just went to sleep. I washed up and went out to buy breakfast, but it’s okay, it’s hard not to sleep.”

"That's good." Wan Qing yawned, "When did we sleep yesterday..."

"Finally, I said I wanted to listen to the radio, and then I ran out of batteries. You told me to go down and buy it, but I didn't bother to go. It was noisy...and I fell asleep."

"Pfft, the conversation between the two of you before going to bed is really interesting." Zhao Jinyu covered his mouth and smiled.

"Oh, yes, batteries, let's buy some when you go downstairs today, and then use the remaining money to buy some parts and old machines to repair and assemble, and then go to the stall."

"Let's go..."

Although her father went to set up a stall every day, if Ye Chen were to go there again, she would subconsciously 'click' in her heart.

"What are you afraid of? It was an unexpected situation that day, and it usually doesn't happen like this. You have to earn some money to come back. If you don't have any money, you feel uncomfortable."

——The laid-off buyout money that should have belonged to her father was all returned to her father. Although she could just take it if she wanted, Wan Qing still didn't want to use the money that belonged to her father.

Besides, she doesn't make this money for any big things, she mainly wants to get some pocket money, buy some snacks or snacks on the road, enjoy life, and if she has more money, she can save it to buy extracurricular exercise books. When I was admitted to the university, it can also be used as living expenses...

In short, you have money in your pocket.

The life she has been living for a long time has given Wan Qing the habit that as soon as the reserve fund in her hand is less than one month's expenses, she will start to get nervous.

If she has enough money left in her hand, she will feel at ease enough.

It is precisely because of this habit that she has missed many investment opportunities. If it hadn't been many years before the emergence of Bitcoin, she would definitely have to stud right now.

But since she didn't have those things that could make money steadily, she didn't know about stocks or anything, and of course she didn't remember what to buy, so she might as well save it.

Even if prices are rising, money will depreciate if it is not spent, but it is always better to have money in hand than to have no money in hand.

——After all, she is just an ordinary person who works conservatively.

Breakfast is the kind of very small deep-fried dough sticks, which look fat and flat, a bit cute, then fried dumplings, fried buns and soy milk, as well as vegetarian roast goose, spring rolls, etc. I only bought one or two to try Taste of snacks.

"Although the taste is good, it always feels a little bit worse."

"Hmm...a bit, too...moderate?"

"Maybe it's because they all use the same recipe? And it's the kind with precise control of the ratio." Zhao Jinyu tilted his head slightly, "It really doesn't feel particularly delicious if you eat too much."

"It's not as good as the one that costs ten cents—oh, yes, it costs three cents now. The fried dumplings are delicious, especially the fried dumplings that are a little crunchy on the bottom, tsk, that taste."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Ye Chen also likes this kind of thing very much, of course, they are the same person after all.

"Eh? Next time I have a chance... let's eat it? Is there one nearby?"

"Yes, but it must be crowded in the morning, so you can go there earlier." Wan Qing patted her stomach, "Is your appetite getting better recently, and you always feel a little fat?"

"It seems that there is a little bit?" Ye Chen looked at himself and coughed twice, "But it should be because you have worn more clothes recently, right?"

"Winter is really a fattening weather..." Wan Qing said, but without the slightest hesitation, she picked up a fried bun and put it in her mouth, "And the juice in the fried bun is not enough, it feels dry."

"I've eaten pan-fried buns filled with soup in province G, and that's much more delicious."

"Yeah, you still have to eat fried dumplings in H City. This one is authentic, or you can eat something sweet, such as mochi, sesame balls, sweet sesame cakes, donkey rolls with bean paste, and the like."

"City H is similar to City S, and the taste is sweeter."

"Well, it seems that the food in S City is even sweeter." Wan Qing is not sure, mainly because the food is no longer original, but improved according to people from other provinces.

So much so that once she tried to find a lighter small restaurant on the street but couldn't find it.

——The most popular ones are heavy-flavored stir-fries or braised chicken and rice, or Sichuan-style spicy hot pot.

Especially the spicy hot pot, she hated it all her life.

It’s not that I don’t like to eat it, the taste is actually pretty good, but you can’t have several shops like this in one street, can you?

Just because this kind of store is easy to open, it is full everywhere, the key is that the price is still expensive...

"Wan Qing, do you know how to make silver lake vinegar fish?"

"No." Wan Qing squinted at her, "Why?"

"What about Dongpo meat? And... Mrs. Song's fish soup?"

"will not."

"Hey, no way."

"At most, I can make sweet and sour pork, and I have to buy fried semi-finished products to make it."

"The chef also needs to improve and learn a little bit!" Zhao Jinyu nodded with a smile, "It's been a long time since I watched Qinger cook, when will you make dinner?"

"I can do it? It's not impossible, um - I'll come today." Wan Qing was in a good mood, so she patted the table and laughed, "Ha, when I come back from the market to buy some food, think about what I want to do. ..."

"Sister Song Fish Soup, Silver Lake Vinegar Fish!"

"Go, go, it's none of your business, do you want to eat the sizzling perch?"

"Okay, okay!" Ye Chen nodded vigorously.

"Think too much, we don't have iron plates at home, and it's too troublesome to make."

"Is there anything troublesome for you?"

"Yes, stew in a big pot."

"..."

"Puff." Zhao Jinyu covered his mouth and laughed, "My parents and I went out for dinner that day, and we had a dish of sweet and sour sea bass. Can Qing'er make it?"