After modification, enter the love game

Just like a sentence in "Fortress Besieged": "A man is willing to buy candy, clothes, and cosmetics for a woman, but he is only willing to lend her books. He will not buy them for her, and the woman does not want him to give them to her. What's the logic behind this? Borrowed books must be returned, one borrow and one return, a book can be used as an interface for two contacts, and it leaves no trace. This is the inevitable beginning of a love between a man and a woman. Once a book is borrowed, problems arise.

There is a big difference between giving and borrowing. If you give, the person may not necessarily receive; and if they do receive, it is only one contact. If you borrow, you must return, so there will be two contacts, which just fits the old saying: The first time is strange, the second time is familiar. This is the philosophy of love. "

Only when there is give and take can there be interaction between people.

But... Lu Ling'er is obviously not a "normal case".

Jiang Mu covered his still alive conscience: "Teacher, this... is really not okay."

"Why not?"

"My friend is a big eater."

Jiang Mu raised his thumb and index finger, indicating a small distance that would make the Han people furious.

"Hey, I wonder what it is... can I eat it and where can I eat it?"

Liu Bujun laughed. "It's not like I haven't entertained people who can eat. For example, that bastard, when he was in his teens, he could eat more than a pig."

He pointed at Chef Liu, who was standing next to him like a vegetable-cutting boy.

"One time I went out to buy raw materials, and my neighbor asked me, are you buying so many vegetables for your son? I said no, I'm buying them for the pigs.

When I went out for the second time, my neighbor asked me, "Are you buying it for the pigs again?" I said, "No, this time it's for my son."

Chef Liu: “…”

If you don’t understand, just ask, can the chef resign?

There is no special reason, I just want to go out and see the scenery.

"Anyway, you don't have to worry."

The old man smiled confidently.

"No matter how much your friend eats, if I charge you a penny today, I will write my name backwards!"

Jiang Mu: "..."

Fine.

Just be happy.

He was silent for two seconds, "Teacher."

"speak."

"I want to ask you something."

"Don't even think about it. It's impossible."

Jiang Mu: “?”

Liu Bujun glanced at Jiang Mu's confused expression and thought, "Did I say anything?"

He smiled knowingly.

"Do you want to ask about that girl who is about your age out there?"

"...The teacher is a discerning person."

"Hmph, that's my guess, it's the young people nowadays, tsk tsk."

Liu Bujun smiled and stroked his beard.

"You haven't been here much, and she was busy recently, so it's normal that you haven't seen her."

"You tell me what you want to say."

Jiang Mu diligently handed Liu Bujun tea.

The old man took a sip.

The temperature is slightly hot, just right.

The elderly are old and their sense of taste is not as sensitive, so they like this.

Alas, this is also a good boy.

Liu Bujun thought about it and looked at his son who was cutting vegetables with disdain.

His eyes seemed to be saying, "Look at them."

Chef Liu: “…”

What is the format of a resignation letter?

"That girl's name is Ai... um, Ella? Foreign names are hard to remember, so this should be it. Tsk, I think Cuihua is good, nice and easy to pronounce, I won't let you call her that no matter what."

Liu Bujun took a sip of tea. "She looks tall, and is about your age. She is very talented, so I will let her help... Of course, her talent cannot compare to yours. You are a fucking monster."

Liu Bujun denounced Jiang Mu's enormous wealth with great anguish.

Jiang Mu smiled apologetically.

Liu Bujun said: "But if you want to get to know her, forget it... This girl won't pay any attention to you."

Jiang Mu blinked.

"How do you judge?"

"Hey, I'm old enough to do things that young people do, I'm not good at it."

Liu Bujun is very confident.

He thought to himself that of course he wouldn't pay attention to you, because this girl has someone in her heart.

It was probably about half a month ago that the granddaughter suddenly told Liu Bujun that the door frame of our store might be broken, and it was broken in a very funny way.

Cooking requires timing, and the same is obviously true for doing things. Liu Bujun immediately ran to the kitchen, drank a glass of water, looked at the dishes twice, cursed his son three times for his shitty knife skills, and finally looked at the square and intact door frame and fell into deep thought.

What's wrong? I don't see it.

Then he knew why his granddaughter said that.

Because Liu Bujun saw a black swan girl washing dishes while grinning foolishly at the door frame, and she looked like she had picked up money, and she had picked up at least five hundred.

The elderly will understand it at a glance.

That was the kind of smile that only girls of this age could show.

Just when I mention someone or think of someone, a smile will appear unconsciously.

It is the spring breeze, the red flowers all over the fields, the clear springs in the green mountains, the fingertips dipped in honey, and the crisp sound of tinkling silver bells.

It is something that is almost like a nameplate, as if hanging from the neck.

Even if this girl doesn't have anyone in her heart, it will probably be over soon.

A matter of one or two years.

Just thinking about it makes me laugh.

If she were to face that unknown brat, this girl probably wouldn't even be able to keep a straight face.

I burst into laughter within three sentences.

But of course Liu Bujun couldn't tell Jiang Mu about this.

This is the girl's secret.

So Liu Bujun just said confidently:

"If you don't believe me, go and talk to her. If she's willing to get even a little closer to you, I..."

Think for two seconds.

Definitely.

"My fucking name is written backwards!"

Jiang Mu: "..."

Just at this moment, the little waiter walked into the kitchen with small steps, like a swan shaking off water droplets from its wings.

"Grandpa Liu, outside..."

pause.

blink.

Eyelashes fluttering.

"...Jiang Mu?"

"exist."

Jiang Mu raised his hand.

"Good morning."

"Good morning. Good morning."

Ella approached quickly in a tone that anyone who could read the air would be able to read as "I'm very happy."

Like a bird trying to snatch French fries from a tourist's palm.

She is a natural clothes hanger. Because she has a thin waist and long legs, she looks good in anything she wears.

The smooth long hair was tied up and covered by a hat, like a hugging golden snake.

Ella smiled and asked, "Why are you here?"

Jiang Mu also smiled and said, "I don't know what happened, I suddenly got lost here."

The girl curled her lips and gave someone a coquettish look.

"Can you be serious?"

"Oh."

Jiang Mu straightened his attitude and said in a serious tone: "I don't know what happened, I suddenly got lost and came here."

"Pfft-"

Ella couldn't hold it together.

She has a low sense of humor.

I don’t know why, but my sense of humor is ridiculously low in front of young people.

Jiang Mu knew this clearly, yet he still liked to tease her.

The girl covered her mouth in pain, held her breath for three or four seconds, and forced the smile into her throat.

She rubbed her face vigorously and slapped the young man’s chest.

"Stop it!"

Jiang Mu didn't care either.

He reminded: "Greetings can be put aside for later. What did you want to say just now?"

"Ah, yes, I almost forgot!"

Ella quickly turned to the old man who had suddenly fallen silent.

"Grandpa Liu, outside... outside..."

Stuck.

Like a clockwork puppet.

She repeated "outside" several times with a sad face.

"I forgot."

"...Pfft."

Jiang Mu was so sad that he laughed out loud.

So Ella glared at him: "You're still laughing? Who do you think it's because of?"

Angry from shame.

"Also, you got up in a hurry again this morning, didn't you? Look at your collar, it's askew. How can you be so sloppy even though it's holiday time? You haven't even washed the boogers off your eyes!"

Jun Buliu: "..."