"Mainly steamed buns, steamed buns. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Don't do these, is there anything else, it's more delicious." As soon as he heard Yu Wenhao's steamed buns, Wang Ziming suddenly lost interest and asked.

"This, there are also flower rolls, small steamed buns, leaf cakes, glutinous cakes, triangular cakes, and wowotou."

"That's all?"

"Otherwise, these are not bad, I also eat these every morning, coarse grains are king."

"Okay, I'll do the math."

Seeing that Wang Ziming seemed to be calculating something, Yu Wenhao flipped through the draft book, held the pen, and waited for Wang Ziming's reply.

"In this way, tomorrow, you bring some steamed buns first, don't want the others first, I'll see if they like to eat, if you like it, I'll look for you next time."

"They? Who is it? Didn't you want to? ”

Listening to Wang Ziming's words, Yu Wenhao was puzzled.

"You don't care about this, you just bring six steamed buns, three steamed buns, how much is it."

"Oh, good, six buns, four, three steamed buns, two, a total of six."

"Okay, here's ten yuan, if you have change, look for me first, and I'll give it tomorrow. I'm going to the toilet, and I can't hold it anymore. ”

After speaking, Wang Ziming seemed to be really unable to hold back, and without waiting for Yu Wenhao to reply, he put ten yuan on Yu Wenhao's draft book, turned around, and walked quickly towards the outside of the classroom, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving Yu Wenhao with a blank face to collect the money.

"Haozi, that's good, it seems that your business has developed to Class 7, and in a short time, the entire third year of high school may be your world." Behind him, there was the sound of Wu Shuai shuai laughing.

"Go, I won't get a penny, if the whole senior year comes, I won't break my leg."

"What are you going to eat tomorrow?"

"Don't rush yet, I'll tell you after school."

This stubble passed, and soon, the class bell rang.

Slowly, as time passed, it was noon, and it was time to eat.

Calmly watching the charge of the younger brothers and sisters, Yu Wenhao, Wu Shuaishuai, Wang Ziming, and He Cheng went downstairs and walked slowly towards the cafeteria.

After cooking, they came to a corridor in the place where the teaching office was held, and the four of them sat down and began to eat.

"Yo, Bowl Chicken, come so early."

A familiar voice rang out, and the four looked up.

I saw that outside the corridor, three people came.

These three people, one of them, is Zhang Peipei, who also called Wang Ziming's nickname; The other two, one is about the same height as Zhang Peipei, but has a unique handsomeness, this person's name is Luo Shuang, a transfer student who transferred from the second semester of the second semester of high school, and Wang Ziming, is in class seven; The third person has a handsome face, a mustache, and a long flowing hair braided into a small braid, and the whole person looks like a little vicissitudes, this person, named Zhao Xiaolong, is also the same as Wang Ziming, in the seventh class.

Watching the three of them coming, at this moment, all the seats in this row of the corridor were occupied by Yu Wenhao and the seven of them.

At this moment, around the corridor, there are many younger students and sisters gathered together, eating and chatting, while looking at their mobile phones, feeling very lively.

There were one or two juniors who looked at Yu Wenhao and the seven of them occupying a row of seats in the cloister, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Yu Wenhao nodded to Zhang Peipei and the others, then buried his head and ate.

"Brother traitor, tomorrow's breakfast, please."

was eating, Yu Wenhao's ears came from Luo Shuang's voice.

Yu Wenhao raised his head and replied, "Well, no problem." ”

It turned out that Wang Ziming asked Yu Wenhao to bring breakfast tomorrow, which was for Luo Shuang and them.

"Brother traitor, I didn't expect you to be an errand runner" Listening to the conversation between Luo Shuang and Yu Wenhao, on the side, Zhang Peipei quipped.

"Go, you little four-eyed, you don't understand the intentions of other people's traitors, he always brings breakfast to the girls in their class, you learn to order." On the side, Wang Ziming didn't wait for Yu Wenhao to reply, and took the first step to mend the knife.

"I see."

Hearing Wang Ziming's words, Zhao Xiaolong and He Cheng made a sudden sound.

This made Deyu Wenhao speechless for a while, so he had to ignore this, smiled, and then buried his head and ate.

Soon, after eating, seven people lined up and walked towards the sink, looking extraordinary all the way, but they still had to line up to wash dishes.

In the classroom, the students are all taking a nap, except for a few lying on the table, with their right hand on their foreheads, and their left hands in their schoolbags in the desk, racing against time to read novels.

Among them, there is Yu Wenhao.

After watching it for a while, it seemed that sleepiness came, so Yu Wenhao turned off his phone and closed his eyes.

Nap time passes, recess time.

"Yu Wenhao, please help me bring three buns tomorrow." Zhang Ai, who was dressed in a black down jacket, walked over, patted Yu Wenhao, who was still lying on his stomach, looked at him with sleepy eyes, and said with a smile on his face.

"Oh, okay."

Yu Wenhao got up, nodded a little confusedly, and replied.

"It's two bucks. Make a note of it in your notebook, and don't forget it. Zhang Ai put the money on Yu Wenhao's desk, reminded him, and helped him open the draft book on a textbook, and pointed it.

"Well, don't worry."

"By the way, apart from steamed buns and steamed buns, do you bring anything else? For example, Ye Erba's those. ”

"Well, yes, flower rolls, small steamed buns, triangular cakes, glutinous cakes, wowotou, I can also bring these, what do you want."

"No, I'll just ask, and I'll change the flavor in two days. Thank you. ”

After saying it with a smile, Zhang Ai turned around and left.

As soon as Zhang Ai left here, another one came.

This girl wearing a black down jacket, with the figure of a little loli, and a cute face, is named Qin Yuhan.

"Haozi, help me bring three buns and two steamed buns tomorrow, this is three pieces of five, you put it away, don't drop it."

As soon as the words fell, behind Qin Yuhan, a white down jacket leaned out, with a complete figure, a fairly standard appearance, small eyes, but a slightly grumpy Zhong Chunhong.

"Please bring me two steamed buns tomorrow."

After receiving the breakfast money handed over by the two, Yu Wenhao took the pen and hurriedly wrote down the breakfast to be brought tomorrow in the draft book.

"And mine, I want six buns."

Before he finished writing, the voice of Xu Jiajia, who was wearing a pink down jacket, also came, and then he saw a small hand holding the breakfast money and placing it in front of Yu Wenhao's table, and Yu Wenhao, who was busy, was writing and collecting the money at the same time.

Written in the draft book, Yu Wenhao asked in some surprise.

"You eat so much alone?"

"No, this is for two people, I'll eat two, and the other four are for Yuan Min."

"Show affection."

Listening to Xu Jiajia's explanation, on the side, Qin Yuhan quipped.

"Nothing." Xu Jiajia replied shyly.

"Haha, Xiao Haozi, and mine, I want four buns."

Dai Shuangying, who was dressed in a white down jacket, also sounded, and then held the breakfast money in a small hand and put it on Yu Wenhao's desk.

For a while, Yu Wenhao's place was full of people.

It's easy to memorize it, and watching everyone disperse made Deyu Wenhao breathe a sigh of relief.

Looking at the few lines of dense small characters written in the draft book, Yu Wenhao wiped the sweat from his forehead.

It's so easy, I stayed up until the third class in the afternoon, and the class is about to end.

On the podium, Teacher Da Luo explained the content of the textbook, and Yu Wenhao listened attentively.

I have to say that in the entire teaching content, there is only language, which can make Yu Wenhao at least eighty percent of his mind spend on this, except for the occasional desertion, at other times, it is a good student who listens to the class seriously.

As for the other disciplines, it's so-so, barely strong.

"Dingding......

The bell rang for the end of class, and school was over.

"Okay, class." After Teacher Da Luo finished speaking, he took the textbook and walked out of the classroom.

"Haozi, the old rules tomorrow."

"yes, I know."

After talking to Wu Shuai Shuai tacitly, Yu Wenhao put on his schoolbag, saw He Cheng waiting for him at the door, smiled, walked over, and walked out of the classroom with him, following the flow of people, going downstairs.

Out of the school gate, the two of them didn't say anything, quickened their pace, and walked towards their respective homes.

Back at grandma's house, grandma had already prepared a meal and was waiting for Yu Wenhao.

After eating, cleaning up, and watching TV with his grandmother, Yu Wenhao left his grandmother's house and went to the house of the golden land.

It was late at night, the street lights were lit on both sides of the road, and Yu Wenhao, who was walking on the road, faced the cold wind, stretched his shadow, and gradually moved away.

When he got home, Yu Wenhao hurriedly closed the doors and windows, washed his face casually, turned off the lights, and got into the quilt, and tightened the quilt with some trembling.

"It's still warm under the covers."

Muttering, Yu Wenhao lay on his side, looking at the mobile phone in his hand, the light of the screen reflected on his face, looking at it, Yu Wenhao fell asleep.

This night, in the blowing of the cold wind, gradually passed.

"Dingding......

The pleasant alarm sounded, Yu Wenhao opened his eyes, turned off the alarm of his mobile phone, lay down for a while, got up, got dressed, folded the quilt, went to the toilet, and washed up.

At this time, it was 6:20 in the morning, and the sky was still dark, and if you didn't pay attention, you thought it was last night.

Out of the door, Yu Wenhao walked on the road with street lights on, surrounded by a faint mist, and slowly walked towards the school.

"Boss, here are twenty-one buns, including fifteen onion buns, six beef buns, and five steamed buns."

Coming to this steamed bun shop that he frequented, Yu Wenhao's voice sounded slowly.

"Yo, you're here so early."

"I'm bringing breakfast to my classmates again, you're not bad."

"Okay."

The two female bosses were talking to Yu Wenhao, kneading the dough and wrapping the buns, and the male boss here opened the steamer, took out two baskets of steamed buns, and put them on the small long table in front of the door, and filled Yu Wenhao with buns and steamed buns after opening.

"We still have Hanamaki here, if you don't want to ask those of your classmates, you can give it a try."

"I said it, they said they would try it again in two days, and now, they all like to eat steamed buns."

"Come, your buns and steamed buns, take them."

Taking a big bag handed over by the boss, Yu Wenhao put these buns and steamed buns into the empty schoolbag he was carrying behind his back, and suddenly, the schoolbag was bulging.

"Walk slowly."

After loading breakfast, Yu Wenhao walked slowly towards his grandmother's house with a slow walk from the boss.

When he came to his grandmother's house, Yu Wenhao opened the door, and after walking in, his grandmother was lying on the bed, turning over on her side.

"Grandma."

"Haowa, didn't you have breakfast?"

"Well, go to school and eat."

While talking, he put down his schoolbag, picked up the spittoon that his grandmother placed in front of the bed, took it to the small balcony, poured it into the small pool, put half a bucket of water in it and soaked it, and put it on the balcony.

"Grandma, I'll go first."

"Well, walk and look at your feet."

"Got it."

Picking up his schoolbag and leaving his grandmother's house, Yu Wenhao slowly walked towards school.

When Yu Wenhao was in the second semester of high school, his grandmother was old and caused some old diseases in the past, which caused some inconvenience, so Yu Wenhao would help his grandmother set the spittoon when he went to bed at night, so that when she got up at night, she didn't have to go to the balcony to blow the cold wind, and before going to school in the morning, she helped her grandmother pour out the spittoon and put some water in it to soak.

Later, Yu Wenhao went to his new home in Golden Land, and the same was true.

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