"No, I have to go home and arrange it first to prepare to welcome my God of Wealth." Lu Qianling stood up and put her schoolbag on her back, looking full of energy.
"Ah? What God of Wealth?" Her deskmate looked up at her in confusion, frowning slightly: "You're not thinking about skipping class again, are you?"
Lu Qianling has been very serious in class these two days. Teachers in various subjects saw that her position was finally no longer vacant and were very satisfied with her performance.
After keeping the class full for the past few days, other students also looked at her a little more favorably.
In order to maintain this state and prevent herself from having the idea or opportunity to skip class, Lu Qianling always stayed in the school cafeteria to eat with everyone.
Seeing that she was anxious to go back now, the classmates around her were a little worried that she would not know when she would come back after leaving.
"How is that possible?" Lu Qianling reached out and patted her deskmate on the shoulder, and said firmly: "Don't worry, I will bring you something delicious when I come back in the afternoon."
"Then I want bubble milk tea."
"Okay, transfer the money to me."
The deskmate took out his mobile phone from his schoolbag and transferred money to her with a curse: "Lu Qianling, your Lu family is the richest man in Wei City after all. You are not willing to buy me a cup of pearl milk tea. You are so stingy."
"It's the Lu family that's rich, not me, Lu Qianling."
After Lu Qianling received the transfer reminder on WeChat, he quickly collected the money. He touched the head of his deskmate and said, "Be good, I'll buy you a drink when I have enough money in two days."
By the time Lu Qianling came back from school, Mother Lu had already finished her meal.
Mother Lu put on her glasses again and sat in the living room knitting the unfinished scarf. When she saw Lu Qianling coming back, there was still a trace of disgust in her eyes: "If you don't stay at school, what are you doing here?"
"Second brother and the others are going home this evening. I'll come back to arrange it."
When Mother Lu heard this, she laughed and said, "I don't know about the plastic relationship between you and the second child? What bad ideas are you holding back this time?"
"Who is the second brother? I have no intention of making trouble with him."
Lu Qianling came in carrying a bag of groceries she had just bought from the supermarket, placed it on the coffee table, then put down her schoolbag and ran to the kitchen to find something to eat.
She wandered around the kitchen and found that there was nothing to eat: "Mom, where is Uncle Yuan? Didn't you cook today?"
"Uncle Yuan went back to rest after cooking." Mother Lu was immersed in knitting a scarf, and then she realized: "I didn't know you were back and already full."
"Are you not leaving any leftovers?"
Mother Lu: "I didn't leave any. I ate it myself and didn't let Uncle Yuan do too much. I remember there were leftover bread cubes from the morning on the table. You can take them and nibble on them."
"..." She really regretted why she didn't finish eating outside before coming back.
Fortunately, Lu Qianling had already gotten used to it.
She came down from the kitchen, picked up the remaining sandwiches on the table and put them in the microwave to heat them up.
While waiting, she couldn't help but came to Mother Lu to see how she knitted the scarf.
After a while, Lu Qianling took the initiative and said, "Mom, you've been knitting this scarf for several days, why haven't you finished knitting it yet?"
"What do you know? This is called slow work and careful work." But just now she heard Lu Qianling say that Meng Chuyuan and the others were coming back tonight, and she started to feel anxious again.
She wanted to knit this scarf quickly. She couldn't let Meng Chuyuan think that she was useless because she couldn't knit a decent scarf for so long.
——
At this time, Meng Chuyuan and others had already eaten, including Liao Jiake's group, while Qi Zhen's group was a little slower and had not yet prepared lunch.
It was not yet nine o'clock when they came back from watching the dolphins, and it took an hour to pack their luggage.
Qi Yan came back today for some reason and said that she would make the lunch for lunch. She was so active at that time that she scared Qi Zhen and the audience in the live broadcast room.
[Isn’t it? The little princess wants to cook? If you are kidnapped, just blink]
[Why did you suddenly change your gender? Help, can someone explain it to me?]
[I can’t understand her mysterious operation. It’s sunny and dark clouds. Who knows if she’s fine now or if something will reveal her true nature next time? If it weren’t for brother Qi Zhen, I’d want to jump when I see her. Pass】
[Oh, it’s okay. It’s okay as long as she can move. Brother Qi Zhen won’t have to work so hard. Let’s not be so demanding of her, hahahaha]
[Maybe she is going back, and she wants to make up for her previous image of not working.]
[I feel like she is a bit scary. I wonder if she is holding back some evil tricks. My sister is like this. Every time she wants me to help her, she has to please me.]
Qi Zhen had never seen her cooking at home, so when Qi Yan asked to cook in the last issue, he took the initiative to do it.
After all, I was recording a program and living in the countryside. I was not used to using a wood-burning kitchen, which was even more difficult for someone who couldn't cook.
Qi Yan almost got angry because the fire in the stove couldn't start. Fortunately, Qi Zhen noticed that she was not in a good mood and stepped forward to help in time.
"How about I do it?" Qi Zhen said.
Her movements were too slow. To cut onions, they had to be of the same length and aligned bit by bit. It took Qi Yan a lot of time just to prepare the vegetables.
Qi Zhen was worried and kept standing nearby, wanting to help her cut vegetables or something, but Qi Yan was unwilling to give up the knife.
"No, just light a fire for me." Qi Yan rejected him.
Qi Zhen knelt down and took the lighter from her hand.
Because the two were close to each other and there was a stove in front of them, the photographer could only stand aside and record. Qi Yan just blocked the live broadcast lens for him.
While Qi Zhen was lighting the straw, he whispered to her: "What on earth are you going to do? Don't be brave if you don't know how to do it? You don't have to do this if you want to torture me."
Qi Yan also responded to him in a low voice: "It's you who cooks every time, so you take advantage of all the good people."
It just so happened that their mobile phones were distributed early today, so Qi Yan saw some of the comments on the Internet.
Now everyone is praising her for having a sensible brother, who does nothing herself, is pretentious and can't handle it clearly. Seeing such comments, Qi Yan almost exploded with anger.
If she wasn't still recording the show, she wouldn't have the patience to stay in the kitchen cooking.
Qi Zhen couldn't bear her sarcasm and sneered: "What are you talking about? If I don't cook, you will have something to eat?"
Qi Yan stopped communicating with him because the fire in the stove was lit. She stood up, went to put the dishes on the chopping board into the basin, and then brought them back.
Seeing that she was unwilling to pay attention to him, Qi Zhen asked for trouble and stood aside.
Qi Zhan didn't dare to leave the kitchen. After all, he didn't know how good Qi Yan's cooking skills were, and he was afraid that she wouldn't be able to handle it alone.
Qi Yan has never cooked before, but she has learned well. Except for the first moment when she was a little scared when the pot was boiling with oil, she did not panic at all in other situations.
When it was time to add salt, Qi Zhen saw her scooping up a spoonful of sugar and quickly reminded her: "That's sugar..."
(End of chapter)
