Old man Zhang’s son is named Zhang Jing. He is a young man with a steady personality. When he was a child, he misunderstood relatives who said that children wearing glasses are obviously smart. Therefore, when Zhang Jing was in elementary school, he successfully taught him He was nearsighted, and although he received praise from his relatives, he couldn't take off the glasses on his nose even if he wanted to.
His academic performance is average. He has been around the average score since he was in elementary school, with very little fluctuation. Even though Zhang Jing's parents are frugal and have been vigorously supporting his studies, it has not affected his performance at all. Progress, the huge expectations from his parents, mixed with his lazy learning attitude, made him feel bored with learning when he was in junior high school. Just like that, when it came to the high school entrance examination, Zhang Jing, not surprisingly, passed the exam with an average academic level. High school, that is, Qiucheng City No. 2 Middle School, he is now in his second year, and his academic performance has dropped from the average to the bottom of the class. Because Zhang Jing was afraid that his parents would be angry, he began to lie to his parents. Whenever they When asked about his academic performance, he always responded in an understatement. His parents always believed what he said, and encouraged Zhang Jing to study hard and strive to get into a good university. After hearing this, Zhang Jing would feel low. He smiled and nodded in agreement to his parents. He knew that a lie needed more lies to modify it. Sometimes after listening to his parents' kind encouragement, he gritted his teeth with inferiority. He really didn't want to live under this shadow. He wanted to muster up the courage to confess the truth to his parents, but when he thought about the huge loss that his parents would feel when they knew the truth, he couldn't bear to personally expose the sense of satisfaction that was not his, so he swallowed back the sincerity that was raised in his throat and immersed himself in This illusory vanity heart.
Today is Friday, and the school usually issues a notice of weekend holidays at noon. Since students can leave school directly after class in the afternoon, Zhang Jing quickened his pace after lunch, humming a song and heading towards I walked to the dormitory, preparing to pack up the things I wanted to take home in advance. After school in the afternoon, I didn’t have to worry about packing anymore. I walked out of the school in a happy mood, tried to catch the bus as early as possible, and had a delicious meal when I got home. Eat, then turn on the computer to watch anime! At this time, he had just walked out of the side door of the cafeteria and was smiling and thinking about what to do when he went home. When he thought of the key point, he heard someone talking about the news that there would be no holiday on Friday. Zhang Jing pursed his lips and smiled. He didn't believe these gossips at all. , naturally thought that the man was joking, so he focused on packing his luggage again. In order to save the time of walking back to the dormitory, he planned to walk away from the path beside the water room, and just walked to the water room. When he was at the door, he heard a group of female classmates chatting happily, raising their voices while fetching water. They were unhappy about not having a holiday on the weekend. Zhang Jing walked past the water room and couldn't help but frowned. Even though he Unwilling to believe the authenticity of this matter, he began to murmur in his heart. He wondered why the school didn't give this holiday. There were no holidays or special events recently, eh? Something special? Thinking of this, he suddenly understood that the reason why there was no holiday this weekend must be related to the tomb relocation in Guangxian Mountain! At first, Zhang Jing heard about this at noon yesterday. Although their battle was quite big, at that time in the classroom, he could hear crackling outside. It was said that there were a lot of burned out firecrackers, especially on the road leading to Guangzhou. There are traces of burned-out firecrackers everywhere on the main road in Xianshan. However, Zhang Jing is not interested in these things and has no mood to go to the school gate to verify this statement. But does this have anything to do with not having a holiday on weekends? Zhang Jing had already learned from some classmates yesterday afternoon that these families had already chosen a day to break ground. Remember, it was next week? This does not affect the school's weekend holidays at all. Zhang Jing was a little confused. He continued to walk to the dormitory while thinking about the reason for this matter.
Stepping over the stone bricks in front of the dormitory building, Zhang Jing walked into the corridor door. As soon as he stepped in, he heard someone discussing the matter of not having a holiday in the corridor. After hearing these rumors, he just shook his head. , In Zhang Jing's heart, he has already accepted this statement. He heard so many related topics along the way, and it is most likely confirmed that there will be no holiday. Zhang Jing lowered his head and climbed the stairs two steps at a time. Now I just want to go back to my dormitory and find a roommate to explain the specific reason to him.
He quickly stepped into the corridor on the third floor and strode to the door of his dormitory. Since Zhang Jing was in the same class as his current monitor when he was a freshman in high school, the two of them chatted happily by chance. Later, they became good friends. When the second year of high school started, they were assigned to the same class. In addition, the class monitor also lived in the school during this semester. The class teacher saw that the two of them got along well and thought that they had a good relationship together. In order to help his academic progress, Zhang Jing was assigned to a sunny dormitory on the third floor. This dormitory is both light and ventilated. It is already considered the "top" dormitory in the boys' dormitory, making others envious.
As soon as Zhang Jing opened the wooden door of his dormitory, he saw the buddy sleeping on his upper bunk sitting on Zhang Jing's bed with his legs crossed, arms crossed, and swaying. When Zhang Jing saw his appearance, he walked quickly Go to him, push him down on the bed hard, tickle him, and say with a smile: "Chen Xiu, you are so dirty, don't you know it? Who told you to sit down? Get up!"
The two of them twisted together and laughed loudly on the bed. Chen Xiu pulled Zhang Jing and said to him: "No, no, no, I won't sit down, okay? Stop scratching, stop scratching, I'm going to I can’t breathe, ouch, ouch!”
After hearing this, Zhang Jing stood up first, then pulled Chen Xiu up. He sat on the bed, put his hands on the bed, and said to Chen Xiu easily: "What did you eat for lunch? Didn't you tell others Together?"
Chen Xiu smiled and sat on the bench next to him, scratched his head, and replied: "I went to the canteen and bought two vegetable pancakes to eat. I didn't want to buy stir-fried vegetables. They were so greasy that I almost vomited." Then he tensed up. He frowned and looked tired.
When Zhang Jing heard him talking about vegetable cakes, he remembered what he had seen and heard in the cafeteria. He was about to ask about the weekend holiday. Before he could open his mouth, he saw Chen Xiu's face change and he said to himself seriously. To: "Lao Zhang, I was just talking nonsense to you and almost forgot to talk about the real thing. By the way, do you know that there will be no holidays this week?"
Zhang Jing frowned, looked at Chen Xiu with a little disappointment, and said helplessly: "Really no more holidays? Oh my God, it's really over." After Zhang Jing finished speaking, he lowered his head, Use your hands to rub your thighs in small increments.
When Chen Xiu saw the wretched look on his face, he didn't say anything. He just smiled slightly and gently patted Zhang Jing's left shoulder with his right hand.
Zhang Jing smiled bitterly and nodded to him, then sighed, shook his head, and then said: "Well, things are unpredictable, let's leave it like this, it's such a pity, I still want to go home and have a good rest. "After he said this, he began to shake his head again.
After shaking it twice, he raised his head and looked at Chen Xiu, and asked doubtfully: "By the way, how did you know about this? I didn't see you walking with the squad leader?" Chen Xiu patted him gently. Patting him on the shoulder, he said with a smile: "Hi, the squad leader came back just now and told me about this incident. I was just waiting for you to return to the dormitory and let you know." Zhang Jing listened and smiled. He nodded his thanks and said to Chen Xiu: "As expected of you, thank you, good brother!"
At this time, Chen Xiu suddenly looked like he was in pain, with a sullen face, covering his right arm with his left hand, and jokingly said to Zhang Jing: "Ouch! It's broken! Old Zhang, you broke my bones, you If you don't pay me a thousand and eight hundred dollars, you can't even think about running away! Let's leave it at that, you see what happens to this matter."
Seeing that he was joking, Zhang Jing stood up with a smile, then quickly walked around behind Chen Xiu, hugged him hard, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, buddy, I don't need the money, wait until I get home for the holidays." , I will burn it for you directly with the Ming coins! You can get as many as you want, don’t forget to get them when you go back.”
The two of them just held each other in circles and played happily for a while. It wasn't until Zhang Jing proposed the idea of going to the canteen that they came back seriously. Chen Xiu sat back on the bench, picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip, then smiled. He said to Zhang Jing: "Brother, you don't know me yet, give me a hint!"
After hearing what Chen Xiu said, Zhang Jing suddenly laughed in a low voice. At this time, both of them grinned and looked at each other. They realized what the other was thinking in an instant. Before Chen Xiu could shout, Zhang Jing suddenly laughed and turned around and rushed out of the dormitory door. While laughing, he shouted "I don't know, I didn't hear it, I didn't hear it, I didn't hear it." He quickly ran from the corridor to the stairs.
Chen Xiu quickly ran to the door of the dormitory, held the door with both hands, exposed his upper body to the door, and shouted to the stairs, "Old Zhang, you guy, don't forget to buy it for me!"
Zhang Jing ran out of the dormitory building with a smile and walked towards the small supermarket. As he walked, he was thinking about what to do at school this weekend. The more he thought about it, the more confused his mind became. The originally beautiful leisure time and the sweet meals cooked by his mother suddenly disappeared. No more, really! Why was it suddenly announced that there would be no holiday? He just thought about it for a while, and soon walked to the side of the small supermarket.
Before Zhang Jing entered the door, he saw that the supermarket was crowded. If ten more people were crammed in, the long queue in the room would definitely reach outside the entrance of the supermarket. Although Zhang Jing had the urge to turn away and leave, he came even though he was here. , is there any reason to go back? It’s hard to get through to Friday, so I have to be cool and cool!
As Zhang Jing approached the entrance of the supermarket, he smelled a faint smell of sweat. Walking further in, this smell mixed with the smell of plastic packaging bags would flow into his nose.
Zhang Jing smiled and shook his head, saying to himself: "Classic, this is the smell!"
He knew this supermarket very well. It was small, crowded and not ventilated. There were two old fans hanging on the roof. Although the wind speed was not slow, it did not feel cool. There was a new air conditioner near the cashier. , but it’s a pity that the owner of this small shop is very stingy. He turns off the air conditioner at noon. He himself is not hot, so he moved a stool and sat under the eaves of the supermarket exit, and also placed a shaking fan next to the door. He looked at the student buying things with a sullen face, as if he had a grudge against someone, or maybe he was just like this in normal times, but he was just obviously very fierce. This is indeed questionable, because Zhang Jing really didn't go outside the supermarket. I have seen him somewhere, maybe I never paid attention to him.
Zhang Jing walked into the supermarket and took a look. Sure enough, the room was full of people, and the long queue was about to reach him. Zhang Jing smiled wryly, scratched his hair, and quickly walked to the end of the queue to queue up.
He didn't spend much of his pocket money this week. He originally planned to save it. Since there is no holiday today, Zhang Jing has no intention of saving money. He first needs to buy two bags of potato chips to satisfy his craving. And Chen Xiu, He must have wanted me to buy him a Coke just now. Alas, I really can't trust him and he didn't want to come with me. Zhang Jing smiled and shook his head, then sighed and said with a smile: "Forget it, I'll give it to you again." He packs potato chips, and just drinking Coke is really a bit bland. By the way, I have to see if any new inspirational journals have arrived."
Why does Zhang Jing want to buy an inspirational journal? This started at the beginning of his second year of high school. Although Zhang Jing's grades were getting worse and worse, his willingness to learn was also very weak, and he seemed to be no longer close to normal students, he was very clear about his current situation. He didn't want to keep regressing like this. He was already in his second year of high school. If he didn't learn the truth, he would be a bastard. But every time he picked up the pen and wanted to write something, Zhang Jing's mind began to fly all over the world, and his heart He couldn't calm down at all and got tired after studying for a while. When Zhang Jing was in his first year of high school, he often dazed or slept in class to kill time. No one knew what he was thinking. One time, the class teacher came to him. During the conversation, I asked him why he didn’t study cultural knowledge well? He lowered his head and hesitated, saying that he couldn't continue studying. The class teacher asked him why he couldn't continue studying. He became silent. Later, the head teacher tried many methods to persuade Zhang Jing to return to the right path, but they all ended in failure. In the end, there was really nothing he could do, so he asked him not to disturb other students' daily studies. That’s it.
One day, Zhang Jing saw his deskmate holding a novel and reading it with gusto. At this moment, he was worried that he could not find anything to do, so he turned around and glanced at it casually. To his surprise, the book was quite suitable. To satisfy his appetite, Zhang Jing borrowed it from him to read for a while while his deskmate was in the bathroom. After browsing through a few pages, he felt that the novel was well written and the plot arrangement was reasonable, which made him improve his appetite. Interested enough, he thought that when he was free, he would buy a book and read it. His deskmate came back after a while, and Zhang Jing asked him where he bought the book. The deskmate said that it was He bought it secretly. It seemed to be in a bookstore in the city center. He couldn't remember the specific location. He asked Zhang Jing to go to the store to look for it during the holidays. Zhang Jing thanked his deskmate and returned the novel to him. After his deskmate took it, he suddenly thought of something, and then said, Zhang Jing can go to the small supermarket in the school and have a look. I heard that there are similar books in the stationery cabinet. After Zhang Jing heard what he said, he thanked him again and planned to go to the supermarket after school at noon.
Zhang Jing walked into the small supermarket and rummaged through a lot of books. What he didn't expect was that all the novels in the container were sold out. Now there were only a few inspirational journals and some mini reference books left. Although he was a little reluctant to buy motivational journals now, Zhang Jing thought that the afternoon classes were extremely boring and he really had nothing to do. He couldn't read reference books for fun anyway, right? He then thought about it again. The price of this kind of books was not expensive. It was acceptable to buy one and read it. If it really didn't look good, just don't buy it next time. Then he had a strange curiosity. On the one hand, I am curious about what is written in the book. On the other hand, I am curious about whether this kind of book can really be read. The more he thought about it, the more curious he became. Then with questions, he picked out an inspirational journal with the best-looking cover and the best packaging. Since such journals were fully covered with film, he was too embarrassed to tear them open in the supermarket. Looking through it, Zhang Jing didn't stay in the supermarket for too long. He returned to the dormitory soon and walked to the classroom with this journal after lunch break, preparing to skim it in physics class.
You don’t know if you don’t read it, but it’s amazing once you read it. This journal immediately stunned Zhang Jing. When he saw some people working tenaciously for the grand goal, and saw some people persisting hard for the beautiful agreement. , he couldn't help but admire these people, and praised their strong will in his heart! Compared with myself, alas, there is no comparison at all. I am like a worm in front of them, and I really pale in comparison. The various characters in the book entered Zhang Jing's heart, immersing him in one story after another. Later, Zhang Jing bought an inspirational journal every week. On the one hand, the articles in it were really good, which broadened Zhang Jing's horizons. On the other hand, he bought more such books, which gave rise to collecting journals. It’s a strange idea. It feels like collecting stamps. It’s quite a sense of accomplishment.
Therefore, the fundamental reason why Zhang Jing read inspirational journals was not to motivate himself to study hard, but because he was really idle and bored. After that, he often read such books, and soon made new discoveries, such as in class You can not listen to the class at all and just browse this kind of books at will. Even if the teacher finds out, he will usually only criticize a few words and not be criticized too much. The book will not be confiscated. After all, it is inspirational. As for journals, the teacher also hoped that this kid could get back on the right track, which led to Zhang Jing becoming more and more fond of such books. Later, they became his "artifact" to pass the time. When he was bored, he would read a few articles, and when he was upset, he would also read them. Two articles, swimming in the inspiring words, being moved by the emotions in the book, it is so enjoyable! This can be regarded as one of the few spiritual comforts he had in his tiring study life.
The building structure of the small supermarket is very similar to a half-zigzag shape, similar to "}]". The entrance is below and the exit is above. Zhang Jing was queuing inside while looking at the items on the shelves. He caught a glimpse of them at a casual glance. As he was about to reach the checkout counter, Sun Ming was holding something in his hand. Zhang Jing felt nervous. He didn't expect to meet her here. His eyes couldn't help but stare at her, with her slender hands and light pink mouth. , the ponytail on the head is really super cute! Of course there is that bulge... Zhang Jing was fascinated by it. Sun Ming also noticed that someone was looking at her, so she glanced at Zhang Jing. As soon as Zhang Jing saw Sun Ming looking at him, she quickly withdrew her eyes and pretended He was looking for something. When Sun Ming turned his head, he began to think about it contentedly.
Zhang Jing has set a rule for himself. If Sun Ming notices that he is looking at her, then Zhang Jing will not continue to look at her on this occasion. This is out of politeness between people, and even more so for him. Sun Ming's respect, if you still stare at others lustfully, what's the difference between this look and a pervert? There is no difference at all, so Zhang Jing has been adhering to this principle and peeking at others.
You must have guessed that this female classmate is Zhang Jing's crush, the "goddess" in Zhang Jing's heart. Her beautiful and lovely appearance, astute and decisive heart, especially her demeanor when discussing problems seriously, can make Zhang Jing's heart turn. Jing was so fascinated that he grinned stupidly! No, when he thought of this, he couldn't help but pursed his lips, filled with happy emotions. Zhang Jing liked Sun Ming, but he never told anyone about it. He thought that if others knew about it, rumors would spread quickly, and it would affect Sun Ming's normal life and not bring happiness to others. He said that instead, he caused all kinds of troubles to her, which Zhang Jing would never allow.
Sun Ming is the deputy monitor of his class. Not only is his academic performance among the best in the class, but his character is also extremely good. He is very popular with the teachers, and even more so with Zhang Jing. Since Sun Ming's parents knew her class teacher, she received more care from the teachers on weekdays, especially the math teacher. She was often called to the office by the math teacher during evening self-study periods and received individual tutoring from the teacher. This made the class The other top students in the school are very envious. Zhang Jing thinks that she is very good like this. She can improve her grades and finally get into a good university and have a good future. If Sun Ming was not called to tutor during the evening self-study period, Zhang Jing would He had no intention of doing the questions at all. He looked down at the book for a while, then looked up at Sun Ming, feeling indescribably happy.
Zhang Jing was waiting in line in the supermarket, staring blankly at the ingredient list of the potato chips in his hand. He slowly followed the classmates in front of him to the checkout counter. After queuing for more than ten minutes, it was finally his turn to check out. After putting the change given by the cashier into his trouser pocket, Zhang Jing quickly walked out of the hut and returned to the dormitory with potato chips and soda. The only thing that disappointed Zhang Jing during this shopping trip was that he didn't buy any. When he reached the latest issue of the inspirational journal, this situation was expected by him. Since today was Friday, there were many people in the supermarket, so he could not go to the supermarket in time to buy books. In addition, he On weekdays, after school is over at noon, I will stay in the classroom for a while and wait about ten minutes before going to the cafeteria to eat, because most students will rush to the cafeteria to buy food after class. There are quite a lot of people in the restaurant. There will be a long queue in front of every window. People are sitting next to each other. The most uncomfortable thing is that there are always people cutting in the queue to buy things. Zhang Jing is disgusted with this situation, so he He was often among the last people to finish lunch, so that when he returned to his dormitory, he was almost on his lunch break and had no intention of going to the supermarket to buy anything.
The wake-up bell buzzed. Zhang Jing rubbed his eyes, then put on his clothes and shoes and stood up. He simply arranged the pillows and bedding. Then he sat on the edge of the bed and waited for Chen Xiu to tidy up the housework. When Chen Xiu was almost done, Zhang Jing picked up the tea cup and drank some water, stood up and patted Chen Xiu on the shoulder, and the two of them walked towards the teaching building together.
Chen Xiu was not so talkative in normal times, probably due to the fact that school did not have holidays. He kept talking and complaining about not having holidays. Zhang Jing was a little tired of hearing this and did not stop talking along the way. After replying a few words, Chen Xiu realized something was wrong and turned to look at Zhang Jing. He was listless and couldn't open his eyes. Judging from his appearance, he must have not had a good rest. At this time, they were about to enter the teaching building. , because Zhang Jing’s academic performance had just improved, Chen Xiu didn’t want him to go to class in this state, so in order to cheer up Zhang Jing, Chen Xiu had an idea, changed the topic, and started chatting about the gossip of the girls in the class.
This conversation immediately made Zhang Jing feel sleepy. I didn't expect the class to be so lively recently. Why didn't I know these things? He couldn't help but sigh: "Chen Xiu, how do you know these things? How come I don't know anything about it? You don't usually talk to me much." Although Zhang Jing was slightly excited, there was a hint of confusion in his eyes. disappointment.
Chen Xiu put his right arm on Zhang Jing's shoulder and said with a smile: "Good brother, you have wronged me. I have never heard you ask? Now I know that you like to hear these things. Plus You didn't hang out with me during recess, you sat on the bench all day long thinking, and no one came to chat with you, so naturally you don't know anything." After he finished speaking, he used his right arm He shook Zhang Jing who pursed his lips.
Zhang Jing first nodded, then shook his head and responded with a wry smile: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, so to speak, I really closed myself off. Alas, I have to communicate more with my classmates in the future! Thank you. Brother."
After hearing this, Chen Xiu immediately widened his eyes and said with a crooked mouth: "Boss, are you serious? Stop disgusting me. What's there to thank you for? If you say thank you again, I will throw up." Then Chen Xiu He pretended to be vomiting.
Zhang Jing saw that he was joking, so he quickly walked up behind Chen Xiu and slapped him on the butt. Chen Xiu immediately said "Ouch!" Zhang Jing turned around and ran towards the classroom. Chen Xiu Xiu followed closely behind him, and the two of them walked into the classroom with smiles on their faces. After Chen Xiu slapped Zhang Jing's butt, they happily sat back in their seats, waiting for the bell to ring. sounded.
The sun moved slowly, and the golden sunlight filtered through the window and reflected on the blackboard on the back wall. The afternoon classes made Zhang Jing dizzy. He closed the magazine in his hand, stretched out, and was glad that he was at the end. If you didn't fall asleep during a class, otherwise you would be caught by the dean and called to the office for a severe reprimand. It would be uncomfortable to think about it. Fortunately, class is about to end. I have to say that today went by really fast, and everything went smoothly. It’s a pity that there is no holiday today. Zhang Jing attended class with an awkward mood throughout the afternoon. Now he was finally feeling comfortable. Another thing that made him happy was that after the dean had left, the head teacher gently walked into the class and informed him that Zhang Jing's mother was waiting for him at the school gate. Zhang Jing was very excited when Jing waited for him to go there after class. He really wanted to meet his mother, talk about daily life, and report on his recent study status, so that his mother would not have to worry.
As the bell rang, Zhang Jing quickly rushed out of the back door of the class and excitedly held on to the railing and went down the stairs. Noisy sounds quickly reached his ears from all over the corridor, most of which were the roars of activists after class. The teaching building gradually became lively.
Zhang Jing quickly ran to the inside of the school gate, looking for his mother with wide eyes. There were many parents waiting outside, so Zhang Jing had to take a closer look among them.
"Zhang Jing! That's it!" A friendly voice flew into his ears.
He followed the sound and said, "Isn't this my mother?"
"Mom!" Zhang Jing waved to her.
Zhang Jing's mother motioned for him to come out and chat for a while. Zhang Jing understood and turned to look at the school gate security guard with a smile. He pointed out the door with his right index finger. The security guard understood and nodded to him. Zhang Jing thanked him briefly. , strode out of the school gate, spread out her arms and walked to her mother, hugging her tightly. Her mother also hugged Zhang Jing hard. The two smiled and patted each other on the back, and then relaxed in unison. Opened the arm.
Zhang Jing was the first to speak, grinning and asking, "Where's my dad? Why didn't he come?"
Mother smiled and scratched her head, and said with some helplessness: "He has been obsessed with it these past two days. He has been studying the matter of moving the grave all day long. Today he asked someone to ask about it again, and he didn't come with me."
When Zhang Jing heard that his father was so busy, he smiled and said, "My father is really confused about his research. Oh, him." Zhang Jing shook his head after finishing speaking.
Then he asked: "By the way, Mom, our school is not on holiday today. Is it because of the tomb relocation in Guangxian Mountain?"
Zhang Jing's mother nodded and said, "That's what happened. I heard someone say at the school gate that they were afraid that the students would cause chaos after school, so they didn't let you out. That's why we didn't let you out."
Zhang Jing sighed, patted his mother's left arm with his right hand, and then said: "Oh, it's such a pity that I can't eat the delicious food made by my mother. Hey, by the way, how is my sister doing recently?"
Zhang Jing's mother said with a smile: "Your sister is fine. She brought your nephew to our house two days ago. It's a pity that you were not at home, otherwise I would have taken you to eat hamburgers."
After hearing this, Zhang Jing nodded and said: "As long as everything is fine, I'm doing pretty well in school. You don't have to worry about it. Go back and tell my dad, don't let him get too obsessed with this matter. He won't tolerate it until he is accommodated." , don’t force this, that’s okay, I’m going back!”
Mom held Zhang Jing's right hand and said, "Son, we finally came out. Don't go back to eat. Let's have a meal outside. Which restaurant nearby is delicious? Lead me there."
Zhang Jing thought for a while, and then said that there was a wonton shop that was quite delicious, so let's go there. Zhang Jing's mother affirmed, and the two of them walked towards the wonton shop, laughing and talking.
The big pot of wontons was steaming. The boss was keeping a small notebook while asking the guests around him what they wanted to eat. The greasy stains on the holder of the ballpoint pen were clearly visible, and the plates of side dishes were neatly placed on the table. On the stainless steel counter at the door, the proprietress was dancing with a large spoon and frying vegetables. The aroma coming out of the pot was just enough to not suffocate her nose.
Zhang Jing and his mother walked into the store. The boss first greeted him and then asked him what he wanted to eat. Zhang Jing was a little restrained, so he looked at his mother and asked her to order. His mother asked Zhang Jing if he wanted wontons. Zhang Jing nodded and asked if he wanted some side dishes? Zhang Jing shook his head. She looked at the neatly arranged side dishes. After a brief thought, she asked Zhang Jing to find a seat and sit down. She could just stay here and order. Zhang Jing nodded knowingly and wanted to find an empty table to sit down. At this point in time, students were getting out of school and adults were getting off work. The store was almost full of people. There was only a table with vegetable soup and noodles left in the corner. Although Zhang Jing was a little disgusted by it being dirty, at present Apart from it, there was no completely empty dining table in the store. If he was stunned for a while, he might not even be able to get his turn at this table. Just as he was hesitating, Zhang Jing was interrupted by hearty laughter from outside the door. I lost my thoughts, and my mind suddenly opened up. I thought, wouldn't it be nice to ask the clerk to come over and clean up the oil stains in the vegetable soup? What am I dawdling about here? It’s most important to sit down first!
He quickly walked to his seat and was just about to call someone, but was suppressed by his own messy thoughts. It was really embarrassing to speak loudly in a public place full of people! Forget it, just let mom yell later.
Just as Zhang Jing was hesitating, he suddenly realized something was wrong. Do I still need to trouble my mother for such a trivial matter? It’s really not a shame! How hard can it be to just open your mouth? call!
He had sorted out the words in his mind and opened his mouth slightly. Just when he was about to muster up the courage to speak, he saw the waiter walking out of the restaurant quickly, not knowing what he was doing. Zhang Jing saw this and shook his head with a wry smile. , thinking what a coincidence this was, there is only one waiter in this store, and now he is out, alas, it’s better to give up.
Zhang Jing turned to look at the napkin box placed on the corner of the table, and began to try to wipe the table with paper. The effect can be imagined. If a rag was not used, the table would not be wiped clean for a while.
The waiter came back soon and her eyes quickly locked on Zhang Jing. She saw the child wiping the table with toilet paper. She quickly came over and apologized to Zhang Jing, saying that she was too busy and didn't have time to clean up. Then she wiped the table with the rag in her hand. The table was neatly arranged, Zhang Jing quickly thanked him, and the waiter waved his hands and said with a smile that it was right. Just as he was about to turn around, he thought of something again and told Zhang Jing that their noodle soup is free, you can drink it as you like, it is right next to the store door. You can just serve it yourself in the iron pot. Zhang Jing thanked him again, which made the clerk feel a little embarrassed. He waved to Zhang Jing again and then went back to do other things.
As soon as the guests at the nearby tables heard that the noodle soup could be drunk for free, they all sent people to the iron pot to get bowls to serve the soup. Although Zhang Jing also wanted to serve it, he was afraid that if there was no one at the table after he got up, someone else would soon be there. The guests occupied it, and there was nothing on the table that could prove that I had sat here before. Considering many aspects, it was most appropriate to wait for my mother to come and sit here, and then serve the soup myself.
Zhang Jing’s mother sat across from him with a bowl of wontons. She told Zhang Jing that she ordered a large bowl of wontons and a small portion of fried chicken with potatoes. She asked Zhang Jing to improve the food. He finally came out today. , eat more before going back. After Zhang Jing thanked his mother, he suddenly thought why his mother only ordered one wonton? Then he asked her the reason. After hearing this, Zhang Jing’s mother smiled and said that she went home to cook. She said that his father should have returned home earlier than him. He might have finished cooking now and was waiting for me. I went back to eat, so I didn’t eat with my son. When Zhang Jing heard this, he shook his head repeatedly and felt a little regretful. He thought to himself, my mother was tired all afternoon and didn’t take a bite of food, so she just watched me eat with an hungry stomach, right? ? How can this be done? He waved his hands repeatedly and told his mother that if you don't eat, I won't eat. When his mother saw how stubborn he was, she explained again, which made Zhang Jing relax. He stood up to serve the noodle soup and gave it to him. Both he and his mother filled a bowl. Zhang Jing went to the sideboard and took two small spoons. He scooped a few wontons from his own bowl and put them into his mother's bowl. Seeing Zhang Jing's filial piety, his mother stopped. After refusing, the two of them started eating wontons.
After a while, the fried chicken was scooped into the plate with a big iron spoon. The shop owner shouted that the side dishes were fried and signaled the customers in the shop to come to the counter to get them. When Zhang Jing just wanted to get up, he saw his mother standing up before him and walking towards the counter. After going, Zhang Jing had to watch his mother bring the fried chicken over. The aroma of the cooking penetrated his nose. Zhang Jing couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and take a bite. He couldn't help but sigh that the boss lady was good at cooking. The freshly fried chicken Tender and plump, it’s really a pleasure to eat it with these wontons! Zhang Jing ate his meal with big mouthfuls. His mother sat on the bench and watched Zhang Jing eat, glancing at her phone from time to time.
After a while, Zhang Jing was full, but he had two wontons left in the bowl. He finished the side dishes. Zhang Jing looked at the two wontons hesitantly. He didn't want to waste them, but he really wanted to eat them. When he couldn't eat anymore, his mother saw what Zhang Jing meant and asked Zhang Jing if he couldn't eat anymore. Zhang Jingjing nodded, and she took the bowl and ate it one by one with a spoon. Zhang Jing then handed his mother two pieces of tissue paper. After her mother wiped her mouth, they both got up at the same time and walked out of the wonton shop together. .
After saying a brief farewell to his mother at the school gate, Zhang Jing returned to the classroom. The unclosed inspirational journal was placed sideways on the desk. It must have been Chen Xiu who read it. Zhang Jing picked up the journal and put it in He got out of the desk, and the evening self-study was about to begin. He got up and went to the toilet. When he came back, he sat on the bench and fiddled with a few pens. His classmates on both sides didn't come back. The lamps in the classroom were emitting cold light, and he was about to... When the time came, the students all fell silent in unison. Zhang Jing took out a script book from the pile of books at the corner of the table and prepared to use the evening self-study time to do some math problems.
