"What kind of trouble do you two want to make?"
Principal Li roared again, glanced outside the door, and his voice suddenly became louder, "Is that okay, you guys?"
Who? What is Wang Jun doing? Trapped him again!
Tong Jun glanced at Wang Jun, who was one meter away. He raised his hand to wipe his face out of habit. He raised his hand and found that he still had a spatula in his hand. The oil stains on it almost formed a dot. fell down.
Ahem, it would be terrible if it slipped on my hand.
Tong Jun put his hand down again calmly and glanced at Principal Li on the right. What did Principal Li just do?
What kind of trouble does he want to make?
He just wanted to have a quiet chat.
Oh, no, just focus on being a chef.
Although, I usually cook at home.
After all, Zhan Yun had to take care of Tong Tong before, and later, Tong Yan and Tong Tong were born. He did not know when he would naturally take over the cooking at home.
Now, thinking about it, Tong Shuai couldn't help but laugh.
Zhan Yun is so awesome!
He actually turned a person who had never been in the kitchen into a young and handsome young man who was good in the kitchen, in the wheat field, in the wheat field, in cooking, and in the public eye. Oh no, what a talented man!
Well, at this moment, he wants to show off his skills and put that shameless Wang Jun to shame!
He led Wang Jun and threw the firewood in his hand towards the stove.
Huh? In!
Hard work pays off!
Finally threw it in!
Before he had time to be happy, he saw Tong Shuai's silly expression and the disdainful gaze slanting towards him, and he couldn't help but snorted.
Tong Shuai is a fool who has always liked to giggle. Now, he is the father of two children, but he still hasn’t made any progress!
I really gained a good skin for nothing!
No one of these two people is worry-free.
I can't even cook a pot properly. I've been cooking it several times and I'm still so clumsy. I just know how to eat!
The other one always boasts that he is a first-class chef, but now it seems that he is a first-class liar.
well! Fortunately, these two people are not his students!
Otherwise, where would he show his old face?
No wonder Lao Zhao didn't want to come over and take a look.
Principal Li raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the two people in front of him, and looked out through the unclear window sill.
It’s really hard for Lao Zhao!
In front of the main hall, Lao Zhao was sitting there calmly pruning the flower branches as before.
Principal Li raised his eyebrows slightly. Planting flowers can make you happy, and it can just calm down the irritability caused by the noisy Wang Jun just now.
Principal Li chuckled lightly and looked away, but inadvertently glanced out the window. There were clouds passing by from above the courtyard.
The light one passed by my eyes, and then followed by another, a big white cloud, like what I was holding in my hand.
How fast, in a blink of an eye, it’s already November.
One year is almost over.
At the end of every year, I give myself a decent ending. Last year, I didn’t have one, so I could only finish it peacefully. The older I get, the better I can remember.
Every winter, like Lao Zhao, he would unconsciously count how many rains and snows had fallen.
So, during that time of looking and looking carefully, those who walked away to chat about people and things, there were little traces of salvage in the rain or snow.
At the end of every year, there will be a decent beginning. How about this year?
Principal Li couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly. There are still more than fifty years left until the end.
Left or right?
Principal Li looked towards Lao Zhao in front of the hall on the right, and happened to see Lao Zhao glancing here inadvertently, then lowering his head, pruning the flower branches.
I couldn't help but feel a sigh of relief.
It’s been an eventful year this year.
His favorite student suddenly fell ill.
Fortunately, Lao Zhao is not a fussy person.
Principal Li glanced at Lao Zhao again in front of the hall. Fortunately, it was Lao Zhao. If it had been anyone else, he would have had a quarrel. He had spent all his savings for a student.
She's not her own granddaughter.
granddaughter?
Principal Li was slightly startled and turned his head to the left. He saw Tongtong and Qianqian sitting under the eaves at the entrance of the courtyard. They didn't know what they were doing. Both of them were smiling.
Alas, the granddaughters are not mine, they belong to other people’s families.
I don’t know if that bastard is looking for a girlfriend now?
I don’t know how he is doing in Jingyun now.
A year and a half, in the blink of an eye, it has been several years, and I have not written a letter to him, nor have I come to see the two old people who are about to be buried.
The news about the broken silk couplet came from someone else.
Too confusing!
She is probably still holding a grudge against him.
In fact, he is also an enlightened and democratic father, and he will not force the bad guy to find a girlfriend.
However, if I meet him now, I will urge him.
These are people in their twenties.
Principal Li looked at Su Qianqian's child under the eaves. Other people's granddaughters were already this old.
I'm really envious.
A fallen leaf suddenly slipped past my eyes.
Blocking his view of the window.
Principal Li came back to his senses, raised his head and looked at the sky not far away to the west, remembering the fallen leaves after the rain that he and Qian Qian had seen before.
Everyone has a concern in their heart.
Qian Qian is like this, and he is no exception.
In Jingyun, that not-too-distant place, there were people they cared about.
And they can only worry about it after all. Some people and some things are beyond their control.
Qianqian?
Principal Li sighed slightly, feeling a little sad for no reason. Who can get everything they want?
Her sudden arrival broke the peace in his heart.
I hope that in the future, she and Tongtong can smile at each other like they do now. The partners they met in childhood are the most innocent friendship.
Another leaf fell and slipped past the window.
Principal Li squinted his eyes slightly, just like the future, like those fallen leaves, he didn't know where he would fall in the yard.
However, they have accompanied the four seasons and lived a short but long life.
From the harsh winter of budding to the warm spring of the revival of all things, and from the spring of blooming flowers to the summer of luxuriant leaves, we have seen the golden autumn of harvest together, and now, they are also running to different corners.
In the end, it returned to the original starting point.
The original point?
Principal Li couldn't help but raise his eyebrows again. Where was his origin?
"Can you be more careful? This oil is going to splash on me. Can I not step back?"
Wang Jun's voice suddenly came over, interrupting Principal Li's thoughts.
"You're too angry. It's all gone just now. You need to do it bit by bit. You're deaf and can't hear. Do you think you're playing basketball?"
Tong Shuai raised the spatula in his hand slightly and responded unceremoniously.
"You are cooking fish. The heat is too high. Can it be cooked?"
Wang Jun glanced into the pot and threw in another piece of firewood.
"you……"
Tong Shuai subconsciously took a step back, and a little oil almost splashed out.
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