Her deskmate is a girl named Zheng Ying, who is two years older than Yuanyuan, but she doesn’t dare to talk to Yuanyuan at ordinary times, because Yuanyuan doesn’t talk much at ordinary times and she can’t understand the table. It’s so cute to see her wearing a colorful little card this time.
"Yuanyuan, this card of yours is really beautiful. Can I ask you where to buy it?" Zheng Ying was a little cautious when she spoke. This is one of the few things that she took the initiative to talk to Yuanyuan. It means that even if she spoke before leaving, it was a matter of receiving and dispatching.
Yuanyuan really hasn’t made any friends. She has been different from others since she started school, and she has been transferred all the way and advanced placement. She is usually a loner.
Hearing her words, I touched my head and brought Kolor here.
"This is for you. I’m not used to wearing it."
He said, and handed it to Zheng Ying.
Zheng Ying quickly waved her hand. "No, no, I don’t want it. I want to ask you where to buy it. I have money but I can buy it myself."
Yuan yuan oh, but I still put the card in her hand.
"My dad made it here in the south, so it shouldn’t be sold for the time being."
Zheng Ying can’t have it if you listen to it.
"No, your dad brought you a gift. I can’t just put the card back carefully in front of Yuanyuan."
Yuanyuan, there are some things that she can’t send out. It’s strange that the heart of victory and defeat appears. Simply holding the card and raising my hand directly stuck in Zheng Ying’s head.
"I don’t love these things. My mother has to give them to me, even if you help me."
Zheng Ying laughed hee hee. Yuan Yuan was very enthusiastic, although she was a little uncomfortable to talk at ordinary times.
"Then I’ll bring you delicious food. It’s a delicious private restaurant. It’s delicious to buy something from her house."
Yuanyuan is interested in hearing this. Are there any other private restaurants here now? That’s good to try. Although she believes in her mother’s cooking, she still wants recipes from the god of food.
"Well, I’m looking forward to it."
Zheng Ying didn’t expect that she and Yuanyuan had the same interest in eating delicious food, and she felt a lot closer.
After all, I feel that in Yuanyuan’s eyes, learning is nothing but learning.
She went home with her usual friends as soon as school was late, and she didn’t forget to say hello to Yuanyuan before she left.
"See you again in Yuanyuan, and we’ll see you tomorrow."
Yuan yuan some consternation tidy up a "day"
It’s a wonderful feeling. Yuan Yuan doesn’t have any friends who study in heaven or here. Generally, they are alone. Even friends are many years older than themselves, such as the god of food.
"Hey, how come you know her so well and say hello to her?"
"Yes, yes, Zheng Ying, your head card looks good. I didn’t see you wearing it early."
Two friends and Zheng Ying kept talking.
Zheng Ying giggled. "This was given to me by Yuanyuan. I came to ask her where to buy it and wanted to buy it myself. As a result, she said that her father brought it back to her from the south and then she gave it to me if she didn’t want to wear it."
Got a girl. Got a girl.
And deliberately lowered his voice.
"I heard from my senior three classmates that Yuanyuan’s father was a farmer. How could it be that her father married a farmer when she was young? It wouldn’t be a lie to bring her to the south."
Zheng Ying looks a little ugly.
"How is it possible that Yuanyuan doesn’t have to lie? What’s wrong with farmers? What do we eat if they don’t work hard to grow food? Don’t say that after your idea is dangerous."
After she said this, the classmate dared not speak.
All the way, three students didn’t do this again.
Although Zheng Ying’s mood was affected, she had almost recovered when she got home.
"Mom, I’m back. It smells good. What are you eating?"
Zheng Ying, her mother’s name is Qian Weili, and she doesn’t have time to cook at ordinary times. It’s getting busier and busier every day. However, since I went to eat a private kitchen with my colleagues a few days ago, I can’t stop chatting with my boss’s wife almost every day.
"I ordered three cups of chicken, glutinous rice balls and a cold dish today. Wash your hands quickly and you can eat when your father comes back."
Qian Weili is heating steamed bread and cooking a pot of porridge in the kitchen.
Zheng Ying didn’t go to wash her hands and ran to the kitchen for the first time when she heard the music playing.
"Empress, take out some chicken nuggets and pills for me, and I will take them to school for my deskmate to eat."
Qian Weili, well, she has been in college for a long time, and her daughter has little to do with her friends since she was a child. She hoped that she could make more good friends and help each other, and she agreed without hesitation.
"Oh no, didn’t you say that your deskmate doesn’t like to talk at ordinary times? Just learn the first one. "
Zheng Ying pointed to her head card next to her mother.
"Mom, look, this is what she gave me today. She’s nice, but she doesn’t like to talk at ordinary times."
Qian Weili carefully looked at her head card and nodded in agreement.
"It really looks good. It doesn’t look like something here to me."
Zheng Yingmeng nodded.
"She said that her father brought it back from the south, and I also said that she didn’t want it. She said that she didn’t like it at ordinary times, so she gave it to me. That mother, please get me more chicken. I’m afraid I can’t eat enough."
Qian Weili gave Zheng Yingtian a shake to take away, and poured a lot more in the lunch box.
"Are these all right?"
Zheng Yingjue turned around and went to wash her hands.
When the Zheng family had dinner at night, three cups of chicken were just a little on the plate.