Chapter 67
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I know it's one of the world's top ten, but it's a bit fake if I haven't seen it.
But I've seen it. As a student of grade one in junior high school, she just arrived at No. 1 middle school. Where can I see such a classic?
Therefore, Tang Huai has never seen it or not. She holds the book in her arms and laughs like a real innocent girl. "I will see it."
An imperceptible smile flashed past the bottom of Jingxuan's long and narrow eyes. He hooked his lips and went out.
“……” Tang Huai followed him, looking at his tall and straight back, wondering, didn't he come to get some books? How can I give her the book and come out empty handed?
Frowning, Tang Huai said: "he didn't come to get the letter. He came to get the love letter. However, Tang Ying took all the love letters to read."
After leaving the living room, Jingxuan suddenly turns around to look at Tanghuai. Tanghuai stops, looks up and bumps into his deep eyes. "Brother Jingxuan...?"
Jingxuan looks directly into her eyes. Her clear and dark eyes reflect his figure.
Jing Xuan kept silent for a few seconds, then suddenly he smiled and raised his hand to touch Tang Huai's head like a big brother. His voice was very pleasant. "Can you keep up with your achievements?"
"All schools except mathematics" Tang Huai said with a smile.
But he didn't know. When he touched her head, it was like touching her heart. There was a feeling in her heart that couldn't be described at all. This feeling was not annoying, but she didn't want to like it. It was strange, like throbbing and ripples.
"Yun Yong is a science student. If you don't understand anything, you can ask him." Jingxuan said.
"OK." Think of Zhao Yunyong, Tang Huai pure smile, "Zhao teacher is one of the youngest and most handsome male teachers, many girls like him."
"And you? Do you like him? "
Tang Huai laughed, "I like it. He is so handsome."
When she laughs, with a perfunctory manner, she falls into Jingxuan's eyes, which is so true and splendid.
Jingxuan goes to the chair and sits down. She leans back to the chair with long legs and a lazy posture.
He raised an arm and laid it lazily on the edge of the chair. He sat and Tang Huai stood, but he could look at Tang Huai in the same direction.
He is eighteen meters old. Tang Huai is fifty-six meters now
He smiled gracefully, with a hint of ponder. "Can you make Ramen?"
Tang Huai is surprised: "you won't just get home, Jing min will tell you about it?"
"I want ramen."
"There is no flour at home." Tang Huai thought, her family has no flour, but think, this house is his, not her, not her home, she did not think of a better word on this sentence.
Jingxuan hears it and raises her eyebrows slightly. At home How do you hear it, like he and her family?
"It's delicious to listen to your fried eggs outside and inside." He meant to eat her fried eggs.
Tang Huai smiled awkwardly. "Brother Jingxuan, I don't have chickens or eggs."
"There are lots of grass and shade here. I suggest aunt Tang Wu raise some chickens. You can kill them when you come back this weekend."
"That's a good suggestion. I'll go to town with my mother to buy chickens and raise them."
"That egg..." Jing Xuan sat up straight. "I'll take it home to you?"
Tang Huai looked into Jingxuan's eyes. "Brother Jingxuan, I have pumpkin in my family. How about I make pumpkin pie for you?"
"Good." Jingxuan leans back lazily.
"Wait for me, I'll do it now." Tang Huai put the book in Jingxuan's arms, ran out of the living room and went straight to the kitchen.
Jingxuan holds two books, turns around, looks at her delicate back, and raises her lips.
-One hour later.
Jingxuan sits at the dinner table, looking at the pumpkin pie in the plate, salivating.
"Not bad." Jingxuan seldom praises people.
"You should taste it better than poached eggs." Tang Huai pushes the pumpkin pie in front of him.
"Good." Jing Xuan picks up the chopsticks, picks up a pumpkin pie and takes a bite.
The aroma of pumpkin suddenly overflowed his mouth, with a light sweet taste. It was scorched outside and tender inside. Because it was made of glutinous rice flour instead of flour, the taste was soft and glutinous, with the viscosity of glutinous rice, so the taste was quite good.
"My grandma must like it." Old lady Jing has bad teeth and bad intestines and stomach. She can't eat it. She can't eat it because of her teeth. But she's a live eater.
"Leave me eight, and take the rest back." Tang Huai road.
"No more?"
"Enough." Tang Huai knows that old lady Jing will like it, so he makes more for Jingxuan.
She believes that with Jingxuan's appetite, it's OK to eat ten.
"Also school" Jing Xuan ate two, stood up, "I take back to grandma, let her eat while hot."
Tang Huai takes a plate and takes out eight of them. All of them let Jing xuanduan go back.
Pumpkin cake sold, the color is also eye-catching, golden yellow.Jing Xuan came back all the way, attracting many people's attention.
Passerby: "jingshao, what are you betting on?"
Jingxuan: "pumpkin pie."
Passerby: "jingshao, can I have one?"
Jing Xuan: "No."
Apart from his family, he doesn't plan to share it with the villagers.
Passerby:
When did jingshao become so stingy?
Entering the yard, old lady Jing sits in the yard and basks in the sun.
Seeing Jingxuan, the old man was as energetic as a chicken.
When he saw Jingxuan coming back with the food, her eyes lit up: "Jingxuan, what is that?"
Jingxuan squats down beside Mrs. Jing and puts the plate in front of Mrs. Jing. "Grandma, smell, isn't it very fragrant?"
Pumpkin rice fried with peanuts, with an attractive aroma.
Old lady Jing smelt it and her saliva came out.
"Try one." Jingxuan smiles.
Old Jing can't wait to pick up a piece and taste it.
Her eyes stared, her expression exaggerated, "delicious! This is the most delicious glutinous rice ball I have eaten in my life! "
"Grandma, it's not Nuomici, it's pumpkin pie."
"Pumpkin pie?" It was the first time that Mrs. Jing listened to pumpkin pie. She took another bite. "Is the pie so soft and waxy?"
"Pumpkin and glutinous rice flour are made together." Jingxuan smiled gently. He saw Tang Huai make glutinous rice flour. She was very familiar with these things.
"You did it?" Old lady Jing is shining again.
Jingxuan laughs: "Tang Huai made it."
When Mrs. Jing heard this, her face suddenly sank. "You'll go to see her as soon as you come back?"
Jingxuan knew what old lady Jing was worried about. He got up and lied: "no, there are some letters there. I want to get them back. I just saw aunt Tang Wu cooking pumpkin. She made pumpkin cakes from Tang Huai and asked me to bring them back for you to taste."
In fact, he didn't take any letter or book. He knew that Tang Huai lived there and just wanted to go and have a look. He doesn't know when to start. He likes to lie.
"What do you think of Tang Huai?" said Mrs. Jing, chewing the pumpkin pie in her mouth
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I know it's one of the world's top ten, but it's a bit fake if I haven't seen it.
But I've seen it. As a student of grade one in junior high school, she just arrived at No. 1 middle school. Where can I see such a classic?
Therefore, Tang Huai has never seen it or not. She holds the book in her arms and laughs like a real innocent girl. "I will see it."
An imperceptible smile flashed past the bottom of Jingxuan's long and narrow eyes. He hooked his lips and went out.
“……” Tang Huai followed him, looking at his tall and straight back, wondering, didn't he come to get some books? How can I give her the book and come out empty handed?
Frowning, Tang Huai said: "he didn't come to get the letter. He came to get the love letter. However, Tang Ying took all the love letters to read."
After leaving the living room, Jingxuan suddenly turns around to look at Tanghuai. Tanghuai stops, looks up and bumps into his deep eyes. "Brother Jingxuan...?"
Jingxuan looks directly into her eyes. Her clear and dark eyes reflect his figure.
Jing Xuan kept silent for a few seconds, then suddenly he smiled and raised his hand to touch Tang Huai's head like a big brother. His voice was very pleasant. "Can you keep up with your achievements?"
"All schools except mathematics" Tang Huai said with a smile.
But he didn't know. When he touched her head, it was like touching her heart. There was a feeling in her heart that couldn't be described at all. This feeling was not annoying, but she didn't want to like it. It was strange, like throbbing and ripples.
"Yun Yong is a science student. If you don't understand anything, you can ask him." Jingxuan said.
"OK." Think of Zhao Yunyong, Tang Huai pure smile, "Zhao teacher is one of the youngest and most handsome male teachers, many girls like him."
"And you? Do you like him? "
Tang Huai laughed, "I like it. He is so handsome."
When she laughs, with a perfunctory manner, she falls into Jingxuan's eyes, which is so true and splendid.
Jingxuan goes to the chair and sits down. She leans back to the chair with long legs and a lazy posture.
He raised an arm and laid it lazily on the edge of the chair. He sat and Tang Huai stood, but he could look at Tang Huai in the same direction.
He is eighteen meters old. Tang Huai is fifty-six meters now
He smiled gracefully, with a hint of ponder. "Can you make Ramen?"
Tang Huai is surprised: "you won't just get home, Jing min will tell you about it?"
"I want ramen."
"There is no flour at home." Tang Huai thought, her family has no flour, but think, this house is his, not her, not her home, she did not think of a better word on this sentence.
Jingxuan hears it and raises her eyebrows slightly. At home How do you hear it, like he and her family?
"It's delicious to listen to your fried eggs outside and inside." He meant to eat her fried eggs.
Tang Huai smiled awkwardly. "Brother Jingxuan, I don't have chickens or eggs."
"There are lots of grass and shade here. I suggest aunt Tang Wu raise some chickens. You can kill them when you come back this weekend."
"That's a good suggestion. I'll go to town with my mother to buy chickens and raise them."
"That egg..." Jing Xuan sat up straight. "I'll take it home to you?"
Tang Huai looked into Jingxuan's eyes. "Brother Jingxuan, I have pumpkin in my family. How about I make pumpkin pie for you?"
"Good." Jingxuan leans back lazily.
"Wait for me, I'll do it now." Tang Huai put the book in Jingxuan's arms, ran out of the living room and went straight to the kitchen.
Jingxuan holds two books, turns around, looks at her delicate back, and raises her lips.
-One hour later.
Jingxuan sits at the dinner table, looking at the pumpkin pie in the plate, salivating.
"Not bad." Jingxuan seldom praises people.
"You should taste it better than poached eggs." Tang Huai pushes the pumpkin pie in front of him.
"Good." Jing Xuan picks up the chopsticks, picks up a pumpkin pie and takes a bite.
The aroma of pumpkin suddenly overflowed his mouth, with a light sweet taste. It was scorched outside and tender inside. Because it was made of glutinous rice flour instead of flour, the taste was soft and glutinous, with the viscosity of glutinous rice, so the taste was quite good.
"My grandma must like it." Old lady Jing has bad teeth and bad intestines and stomach. She can't eat it. She can't eat it because of her teeth. But she's a live eater.
"Leave me eight, and take the rest back." Tang Huai road.
"No more?"
"Enough." Tang Huai knows that old lady Jing will like it, so he makes more for Jingxuan.
She believes that with Jingxuan's appetite, it's OK to eat ten.
"Also school" Jing Xuan ate two, stood up, "I take back to grandma, let her eat while hot."
Tang Huai takes a plate and takes out eight of them. All of them let Jing xuanduan go back.
Pumpkin cake sold, the color is also eye-catching, golden yellow.Jing Xuan came back all the way, attracting many people's attention.
Passerby: "jingshao, what are you betting on?"
Jingxuan: "pumpkin pie."
Passerby: "jingshao, can I have one?"
Jing Xuan: "No."
Apart from his family, he doesn't plan to share it with the villagers.
Passerby:
When did jingshao become so stingy?
Entering the yard, old lady Jing sits in the yard and basks in the sun.
Seeing Jingxuan, the old man was as energetic as a chicken.
When he saw Jingxuan coming back with the food, her eyes lit up: "Jingxuan, what is that?"
Jingxuan squats down beside Mrs. Jing and puts the plate in front of Mrs. Jing. "Grandma, smell, isn't it very fragrant?"
Pumpkin rice fried with peanuts, with an attractive aroma.
Old lady Jing smelt it and her saliva came out.
"Try one." Jingxuan smiles.
Old Jing can't wait to pick up a piece and taste it.
Her eyes stared, her expression exaggerated, "delicious! This is the most delicious glutinous rice ball I have eaten in my life! "
"Grandma, it's not Nuomici, it's pumpkin pie."
"Pumpkin pie?" It was the first time that Mrs. Jing listened to pumpkin pie. She took another bite. "Is the pie so soft and waxy?"
"Pumpkin and glutinous rice flour are made together." Jingxuan smiled gently. He saw Tang Huai make glutinous rice flour. She was very familiar with these things.
"You did it?" Old lady Jing is shining again.
Jingxuan laughs: "Tang Huai made it."
When Mrs. Jing heard this, her face suddenly sank. "You'll go to see her as soon as you come back?"
Jingxuan knew what old lady Jing was worried about. He got up and lied: "no, there are some letters there. I want to get them back. I just saw aunt Tang Wu cooking pumpkin. She made pumpkin cakes from Tang Huai and asked me to bring them back for you to taste."
In fact, he didn't take any letter or book. He knew that Tang Huai lived there and just wanted to go and have a look. He doesn't know when to start. He likes to lie.
"What do you think of Tang Huai?" said Mrs. Jing, chewing the pumpkin pie in her mouth
I know it's one of the world's top ten, but it's a bit fake if I haven't seen it. But I've seen it. As a student of grade one in junior high school, she just arrived at No. 1 middle school. Where can I see such a classic? Therefore, Tang Huai has never seen it or not. She holds the book in her arms and laughs like a real innocent girl. "I will see it." An imperceptible smile flashed past the bottom of Jingxuan's long and narrow eyes. He hooked his lips and went out. Tang Huai followed him, looking at his tall and straight back, wondering, didn't he come to get some books? How can I give her the book and come out empty handed? Frowning, Tang Huai said: "he didn't come to get the letter. He came to get the love letter. However, Tang Ying took all the love letters to read." After leaving the living room, Jingxuan suddenly turns around to look at Tanghuai. Tanghuai stops, looks up and bumps into his deep eyes. "Brother Jingxuan...?" Jingxuan looks directly into her eyes. Her clear and dark eyes reflect his figure. Jing Xuan kept silent for a few seconds, then suddenly he smiled and raised his hand to touch Tang Huai's head like a big brother. His voice was very pleasant. "Can you keep up with your achievements?" "All schools except mathematics" Tang Huai said with a smile. But he didn't know. When he touched her head, it was like touching her heart. There was a feeling in her heart that couldn't be described at all. This feeling was not annoying, but she didn't want to like it. It was strange, like throbbing and ripples. "Yun Yong is a science student. If you don't understand anything, you can ask him." Jingxuan said. "OK." Think of Zhao Yunyong, Tang Huai pure smile, "Zhao teacher is one of the youngest and most handsome male teachers, many girls like him." "And you? Do you like him? " Tang Huai laughed, "I like it. He is so handsome." When she laughs, with a perfunctory manner, she falls into Jingxuan's eyes, which is so true and splendid. Jingxuan goes to the chair and sits down. She leans back to the chair with long legs and a lazy posture. He raised an arm and laid it lazily on the edge of the chair. He sat and Tang Huai stood, but he could look at Tang Huai in the same direction. He is eighteen meters old. Tang Huai is fifty-six meters now He smiled gracefully, with a hint of ponder. "Can you make Ramen?" Tang Huai is surprised: "you won't just get home, Jing min will tell you about it?" "I want ramen." "There is no flour at home." Tang Huai thought, her family has no flour, but think, this house is his, not her, not her home, she did not think of a better word on this sentence. Jingxuan hears it and raises her eyebrows slightly. At home How do you hear it, like he and her family? "It's delicious to listen to your fried eggs outside and inside." He meant to eat her fried eggs. Tang Huai smiled awkwardly. "Brother Jingxuan, I don't have chickens or eggs." "There are lots of grass and shade here. I suggest aunt Tang Wu raise some chickens. You can kill them when you come back this weekend." "That's a good suggestion. I'll go to town with my mother to buy chickens and raise them." "That egg..." Jing Xuan sat up straight. "I'll take it home to you?" Tang Huai looked into Jingxuan's eyes. "Brother Jingxuan, I have pumpkin in my family. How about I make pumpkin pie for you?" "Good." Jingxuan leans back lazily. "Wait for me, I'll do it now." Tang Huai put the book in Jingxuan's arms, ran out of the living room and went straight to the kitchen. Jingxuan holds two books, turns around, looks at her delicate back, and raises her lips. -One hour later. Jingxuan sits at the dinner table, looking at the pumpkin pie in the plate, salivating. "Not bad." Jingxuan seldom praises people. "You should taste it better than poached eggs." Tang Huai pushes the pumpkin pie in front of him. "Good." Jing Xuan picks up the chopsticks, picks up a pumpkin pie and takes a bite. The aroma of pumpkin suddenly overflowed his mouth, with a light sweet taste. It was scorched outside and tender inside. Because it was made of glutinous rice flour instead of flour, the taste was soft and glutinous, with the viscosity of glutinous rice, so the taste was quite good. "My grandma must like it." Old lady Jing has bad teeth and bad intestines and stomach. She can't eat it. She can't eat it because of her teeth. But she's a live eater. "Leave me eight, and take the rest back." Tang Huai road. "No more?" "Enough." Tang Huai knows that old lady Jing will like it, so he makes more for Jingxuan. She believes that with Jingxuan's appetite, it's OK to eat ten. "Also school" Jing Xuan ate two, stood up, "I take back to grandma, let her eat while hot." Tang Huai takes a plate and takes out eight of them. All of them let Jing xuanduan go back. Pumpkin cake sold, the color is also eye-catching, golden yellow.Jing Xuan came back all the way, attracting many people's attention. Passerby: "jingshao, what are you betting on?" Jingxuan: "pumpkin pie." Passerby: "jingshao, can I have one?" Jing Xuan: "No." Apart from his family, he doesn't plan to share it with the villagers. Passerby: When did jingshao become so stingy? Entering the yard, old lady Jing sits in the yard and basks in the sun. Seeing Jingxuan, the old man was as energetic as a chicken. When he saw Jingxuan coming back with the food, her eyes lit up: "Jingxuan, what is that?" Jingxuan squats down beside Mrs. Jing and puts the plate in front of Mrs. Jing. "Grandma, smell, isn't it very fragrant?" Pumpkin rice fried with peanuts, with an attractive aroma. Old lady Jing smelt it and her saliva came out. "Try one." Jingxuan smiles. Old Jing can't wait to pick up a piece and taste it. Her eyes stared, her expression exaggerated, "delicious! This is the most delicious glutinous rice ball I have eaten in my life! " "Grandma, it's not Nuomici, it's pumpkin pie." "Pumpkin pie?" It was the first time that Mrs. Jing listened to pumpkin pie. She took another bite. "Is the pie so soft and waxy?" "Pumpkin and glutinous rice flour are made together." Jingxuan smiled gently. He saw Tang Huai make glutinous rice flour. She was very familiar with these things. "You did it?" Old lady Jing is shining again. Jingxuan laughs: "Tang Huai made it." When Mrs. Jing heard this, her face suddenly sank. "You'll go to see her as soon as you come back?" Jingxuan knew what old lady Jing was worried about. He got up and lied: "no, there are some letters there. I want to get them back. I just saw aunt Tang Wu cooking pumpkin. She made pumpkin cakes from Tang Huai and asked me to bring them back for you to taste." In fact, he didn't take any letter or book. He knew that Tang Huai lived there and just wanted to go and have a look. He doesn't know when to start. He likes to lie. "What do you think of Tang Huai?" said Mrs. Jing, chewing the pumpkin pie in her mouth
