Before 7 o'clock in the morning, Dong Qiangqiang was woken up again by Lei Lanting's snoring.
Dong Qiangqiang is the kind of person who can never sleep again once he wakes up. Listening to the snoring, he stared at the ceiling in a daze for a while. It was a quiet Saturday morning. There was no sound at all on the street outside the window, except for the occasional chirping of birds.
After lying on the bed for a while, Dong Qiangqiang climbed out of the sleeping bag. Since the last time Lei Lanting stayed at his house and he was forced to sleep on the floor, he had prepared a sleeping bag. This way, if someone stayed overnight again, he wouldn't have to make a bed on the floor every time, and besides, he didn't have a mattress to spread on the floor.
Holding the simulation questions from the driving school, he quietly came to the kitchen. While making breakfast for myself and Lei Lanting, I reviewed what I had learned this week.
He didn't know whether it was the lingering energy from the alcohol last night or the bump from Wu Xiaoxi. He felt that his head was still a little dizzy and his arms seemed a little weak. He walked to the sink, held cold water in his hand and patted his face a few times before he felt more awake.
Not long after, the hot milk in the pot began to bubble. Dong Qiangqiang quickly turned off the stove, knocked two eggs into the pot, and then closed the lid.
After reviewing the simulation questions, he wrote down the problems and precautions he encountered while driving in categories in his notebook. He planned to read them several times a day to deepen his grasp of the key points of road driving. If he failed the road test because he didn't pay attention to details, he would have to pay again to take the test. Dong Qiangqiang didn't want to spend that money.
The residual heat from the electric stove pushed the milk out from under the pot lid and threw it onto the stove, making a sizzling sound. Dong Qiangqiang quickly opened the lid of the pot, put the milk pot on the other stove, and pulled a rag from the side to wipe the milk that flowed onto the stove.
Just as he was about to finish wiping, Lei Lanting's voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Old Dong, your phone number."
When he turned around, he saw Lei Lanting sitting at the dining table dressed neatly. While taking the mobile phone from Lei Lanting, he motioned to Lei Lanting to help himself.
Lei Lanting didn't see anyone outside, rolled up his sleeves, sat in front of the dining table and swept away like a storm.
The call was from Hans, reminding Dong Qiangqiang not to be late in the morning. Putting down the phone, Dong Qiangqiang looked at the clock in the kitchen. It was still early.
While he was answering the phone, Lei Lanting had already finished a large bowl of milk, half a bag of bread, a poached egg and all the sausages on the table. When Dong Qiangqiang looked at him, he was looking down at the half bag of bread left on the table in a daze. Dong Qiangqiang thought he was not full, so he pushed the bread in front of him: "You can eat it all, I have other bread."
Lei Lanting shook his head, suddenly covered his face with his hands, and said angrily: "Did I say something I shouldn't have said again last night?"
Dong Qiangqiang didn't expect him to say this suddenly. He didn't know how to answer for a while, so he could only vaguely say: "This...actually...maybe...it's not a bad thing..."
"Hey, I guess we won't even have friends anymore." Lei Lanting sighed and lowered his arms in frustration, "I'm too anxious."
"I don't think so." Dong Qiangqiang was afraid that he would feel sorry for himself like Mrs. Xianglin, so he comforted him, "Although she didn't agree, she didn't refuse on the spot. Maybe she had other intentions when she turned around and left."
"What else do you mean?" Lei Lanting raised his head suspiciously, "Isn't this just a polite rejection? Do you still want her to reject me directly?" Lei Lanting covered his face again, "h, y gd!"
"As long as the girl doesn't say 'no', you have a chance." Dong Qiangqiang analyzed, "And you have to show some courage to chase a girl. You have already quit Erli before they even say 'no'." Damn it. If you were a girl, could you like this kind of boy? Can you believe this kind of boy when he says he likes you? "
Lei Lanting suddenly felt that Dong Qiangqiang's words made some sense. He hesitated and asked, "So you think I still have a chance?"
"As long as Lele is single, you will definitely have a chance, but you can't express your love after drinking like yesterday. That would be too immodest." Dong Qiangqiang drank the milk in one breath, and white poached eggs were exposed at the bottom of the bowl. He gently bit the skin of the poached egg, and the hot egg core immediately flowed out. He swallowed the poached egg bit by bit.
"Then what should I say?" Lei Lanting chewed his teeth and was at a loss for words, "I don't know how to confess to a girl."
"Have you never watched Japanese dramas? There are often plots in which boys confess their love to girls. In addition to paying attention to the environment, atmosphere and content of the speech, boys also need to prepare props when necessary."
"How can I, a thick old man, understand that?" Lei Lanting curled his lips, "Besides, I haven't watched any Japanese dramas."
"Then you can at least clean up your appearance neatly, don't drink before confessing your love, and if you don't have any props, bring a flower. You should be fine if you do this, right?"
"That's true." Lei Lanting nodded in agreement, "Any more? Teach me more."
Dong Qiangqiang thought for a while: "I can only think of so much for the time being, but I don't think Lele hates you, otherwise she wouldn't get close to you. And most girls not only look at your actions at the moment of confessing, they They will also observe a boy's daily performance. So you should also pay attention to it. In addition, if you confess your love, it is best not to do it when a third person is present, otherwise the girl will definitely be embarrassed. "
"Ahem, I also had a sudden feeling yesterday. I thought it would be better to choose a different day than to hit it. I'd have said it earlier." Lei Lanting touched his beard and thought about whether to shave it off.
"Yesterday you spoke too hastily, and I was also present. Lele must have been embarrassed, so she ran away. Don't confess your feelings recently, wait until later. She already knows your thoughts. There is definitely still a chance. There will be."
Hearing what Dong Qiangqiang said, Lei Lanting suddenly became happy. He paced back and forth in the kitchen excitedly, rubbing his hands constantly and mumbling: "It's good that there is still a chance. It's good that there is still a chance."
Seeing his actions, Dong Qiangqiang couldn't help but laugh.
At 8:50, Dong Qiangqiang and Lei Lanting arrived at the agreed station on time. The station is small and built next to a crop field.
As soon as he got off the car, Dong Qiangqiang saw Hans standing in front of a large round haystack not far away, waving to him, and he hurried over with Lei Lanting.
"Hello, Hans." Dong Qiangqiang shook Hans's hand enthusiastically and vigorously, and introduced at the same time, "This is my classmate Lei Lanting, who is also studying at the University of Hannover. The pig catching team is just the two of us for the time being. "
Hans looked at Lei Lanting carefully, nodded with satisfaction, and smiled at Dong Qiangqiang: "I think he looks more like a hunter than you. You are too thin."
"Catching pigs doesn't just depend on who is stronger," Dong Qiangqiang smiled disapprovingly and pointed to his temple, "Look here."
Hans led the way, Dong Qiangqiang and Lei Lanting followed him to the left and right, and the three of them walked towards a farm a few hundred meters away.
Hans introduced as he walked: "The person we are going to meet in a moment is named Fleischer. His family has lived here for generations. The land you see now belongs to his family. What we want to talk to him today is to help He retrieved the lost pig.”
"This name is really interesting, Fleischer, doesn't it mean 'butcher' in Chinese?" Lei Lanting whispered to Dong Qiangqiang in Chinese.
Dong Qiangqiang made a gesture at him, signaling him not to interrupt Hans.
Before Hans could say anything else, someone in the distance suddenly shouted in rich German: "Hans!"
