"I admire you..." Jiang Chen nodded in admiration.
"Actually, I'm a little... afraid. After all, I read the cases in the book, and there are some extremely vicious gangsters. Their cruelty is far beyond imagination."
When Lin Shirou reviewed what happened during the day, her hands were still shaking a little.
What if Li Shuai is not frightened by him, or if the police come later...
This may not be that simple.
"Don't worry, there won't be a next time. I will protect you when the time comes." Jiang Chen promised, patting his chest.
Lin Shirou smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll wait."
The two of them stopped in front of an alley. Lin Shirou waved to him and pointed to the bun shop not far away.
"I'm going to help mom make buns here tonight, so just send them here. See you next week."
Jiang Chen glanced at the brightly lit bun shop.
Jiang Chen's family owns a restaurant, and he has some knowledge of the catering industry.
Breakfast is a hard job. You have to get up at three or four o'clock, sometimes even at two o'clock.
Lin Shirou studied so late during the day and actually helped her mother make buns at night...
Thinking of the girl who had to pinch the folds of her buns under the light late at night, Jiang Chen couldn't help but feel a little sore in his nose.
He took out two hundred yuan from Jiang's mother's living expenses and put it in Lin Shirou's hand.
"What are you..." Lin Shirou was puzzled.
"Take it and consider it as a thank you for helping me today."
"I won't take money from you for no reason. If you want to maintain a good relationship with me, the prerequisite is that there should be no sense of debt between us."
Lin Shirou shook her head.
After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Chen said, "How much does a bun cost at that bun shop?"
"Why do you ask?"
"I want to eat steamed buns. My mother doesn't have time to make breakfast for me." Jiang Chen said casually.
"Don't be like this, don't be like this."
Lin Shirou refused repeatedly.
"If you always get along with me with the mentality of giving favors, then sooner or later you will become a creditor."
"Credit?" Jiang Chen asked doubtfully.
"Anyway... I don't want you to be a creditor, so don't ask any more questions. Goodbye."
Lin Shirou turned and left without stopping any longer.
There were many people recorded in her ledger.
There are teachers, classmates, and even her brother and mother recorded on it.
Only Jiang Chen is not there.
I don’t want to have him in the future either.
…
Jiang Chen sighed as he watched Lin Shirou enter the bun shop.
Lin Shirou might not have noticed that she was smiling at him more and more often.
We are still in high school now, and we still have a long, long time to get along with him.
Thinking of this, Jiang Chen stopped being anxious and walked home.
He originally wanted to have lunch at noon, but he didn't even take a bite at night. He was already very hungry.
It's better to go home quickly, maybe your parents will be home long ago.
On the way home, he always felt that there was something he had forgotten...
What's going on?
Forget it, nothing is more important than having a full stomach.
Back home, Sun Yuhong had already put on an apron and started cooking.
Jiang Zhiwei straightened his back and lay down on the sofa, reading a novel on his mobile phone. When Jiang Chen came back and saw his droopy school uniform, he said without raising his head.
"Where did you go again?"
"Go study."
Jiang Chen doesn't plan to tell his parents what happened today, so as not to worry them.
"You are such a promising kid. Don't you want to go online anymore?" Jiang Zhiwei didn't believe Jiang Chen's words at all.
He knew about Jiang Chen's Internet addiction. He had been playing CS dungeons since junior high school, and he couldn't stop him from going online even though he tried all his nice words.
But now, after more than a month, my son has changed his temper?
He would rather believe that he is Qin Shihuang.
"Sometimes I spend a lot of time surfing the Internet. When I want to play, I play a few games. If I don't want to play, I must focus on studying." Jiang Chen licked the inner wall of his lips, and the bitten part still hurt a little.
"Do you really have this awareness?" Jiang Zhiwei asked doubtfully.
"Do you think they all look like you? Junior high school students pretend to be polite."
At this time, Sun Yuhong came out of the kitchen to bring food. Seeing Jiang Zhiwei doubting her son, she couldn't help but feel a little angry.
"I'm not like children who surf the Internet every day," Jiang Zhiwei said.
"Yes, if you don't have access to the Internet, you must have access to the Internet."
Sun Yuhong rolled her eyes at Jiang Zhiwei, then turned around and started telling Jiang Chen about Jiang Zhiwei's dark history.
“My child, you don’t know, your dad didn’t have a computer at home when he was a kid, so how could he access the Internet? People of his generation read novels by Jin Yong and Gu Long.
Your grandma refused, so your dad used a hand drill to look under the covers. Otherwise, why do you think his eyesight is so high? "
When Jiang Zhiwei heard this, his face turned red and he defended himself:
"Then reading novels is... it's also a way to practice Chinese literacy! Look at our son's Chinese score, he can get 80 or 90 in the exam. It was only playing games when he was a kid that made him so bad!"
"So, great writer, what's your score in the exam?"
Sun Yuhong put the fish on the table with a look of disdain, turned around and spoke to Jiang Chen.
"Just your dad, when I was in junior high school physics, the teacher was talking about Newton on the podium, and your dad was lying on the table sleeping. When he heard about Newton, he drooled with greed. He asked whose cow was stewed. Why didn't I know?"
Jiang Chen couldn't help but laugh out loud and said to Dad Jiang, "Dad, is it true?"
Jiang Zhiwei felt a little embarrassed:
"Don't listen to your mother's nonsense. Who doesn't know Newton? Isn't he that...the scientist with the theory of relativity?"
Then he said angrily:
"You old bitch, you have long hair and short knowledge, don't keep interrupting, my son and I are talking about study!"
Sun Yuhong also got excited, and she put her hands on her hips and said to Jiang Zhiwei: "Are you still talking about studying with our son? If our son doesn't take the Chinese language test, can he beat you by a hundred points in the test?"
"Mom, you said it was less, it was two hundred points." Jiang Chen helped.
"You! I think your belt is missing...you little brat..."
After Jiang Mu and Jiang Chen mixed up the yin and yang, Jiang Zhiwei broke his defense on the spot. He didn't bother to look at his cell phone and had to take off his belt on the spot.
Jiang's mother saw this and shouted coldly: "Put your paws down! If you dare to hit your son, don't eat anymore. Go outside and drink the northwest wind!"
Jiang Zhiwei's face turned red from suppressing his emotions. He walked straight to his seat and sat down, snorting coldly.
"snort."
Seeing Lao Jiang's face turn red, Sun Yuhong also knew when to tighten and when to loosen, and said to Jiang Chen:
"Okay, kid, let's eat. Your dad is doing it for your own good. We want to develop all-round development in math, English, physics, chemistry, and biology, and we won't fall behind in any subject."
"Don't worry, Mom, I will study hard and I will definitely get good grades in the college entrance examination."
Jiang Chen sat at the table, looking at the large table of dishes cooked by Sun Yuhong, and couldn't help but use his chopsticks.
He was afraid of irritating the wound, so he could only choose light food.
Sun Yuhong watched her son eating with a smile on her face, then looked at Jiang Zhiwei next to him, who was not moving his chopsticks and had a straight face, and tapped the table with a rice spoon.
"Why, Lao Jiang, do you want to go on a hunger strike?"
Jiang Zhiwei seemed to be immersed in Sun Yuhong and Jiang Chen's continuous criticism of him. Hearing Sun Yuhong's words, he became extremely arrogant.
He did not smile sarcastically at Sun Yuhong like before, but held the bowl and started eating.
After finishing the meal, without saying a word, he picked up the empty bowl and went to the kitchen to wash it, then turned back to the bedroom.
Sun Yuhong was a little stunned when she saw the process.
"Son, what's wrong with your dad?"
This was the first time Sun Yuhong saw Jiang Zhiwei like this, and she asked Jiang Chen in a low voice.
"Maybe this is tsundere..."
"Tsundere? What do you mean?"
"This is quite difficult to explain. How about you coax him..."
"You're a lot older, but you still look like a little kid. OK, I'll go and coax your dad. You should go to bed early. You have to go to school tomorrow."
Sun Yuhong patted Jiang Chen's shoulder.
"good."
Jiang Chen returned to his room and took a long stretch. Thinking of all the things he encountered today, he felt a little excited.
There are so many distracting thoughts in my mind that I can't study anymore. Anyway, school starts tomorrow, so we can wait until tomorrow.
Jiang Chen thought about going to bed early.
As soon as his head hit the pillow, he suddenly remembered.
broken! I haven’t reported Han Yutong’s safety yet!
