Zhang Jing turned his head to look at Old Man He: "Grandpa, let An An go to Grandpa Fan's house with me tomorrow?" She studied so well that she didn't have to read. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

As soon as Zhang Jing said this, the faces of the room immediately changed.

Old Man He and He Jianbin laughed at her for being innocent and funny, while Fang Huimin and He Fangyao, two sisters and brothers, were as if they had been slapped in the face, and they couldn't squeeze out a smile, and they were so hot and panicked.

"Okay, why not." Old Man He did not forget to ask He An'an's opinion: "Is An An willing to go?" ”

He Anan actually has nothing to do at home, He Fangyao's sisters and brothers don't deal with her, and Jiang's mother has to be busy with Zhang Luo's family's meals on the weekend.

He Anan nodded, and said to Old Man He with a smile: "Grandpa, then you have to call Grandpa Fan, I want to eat the shrimp-filled dumplings made by Grandma Fan." ”

A layer of light lines was pressed out of the corners of Old Man He's eyes, and in just a few years, He An'an has become a big girl, with a white face and dark eyes, at first glance, she looks more and more like He Jianfang in her youth.

He An'an's excellence and well-behaved became more and more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people with the passage of time, and the old man He found that he slowly began to invest in his feelings for this granddaughter who came halfway, cared about her, and loved her, and the little estrangement that had accumulated in his heart before gradually disappeared.

Mrs. Fan greeted the arrival of He An'an and Zhang Jing very warmly, and He Jianfang followed behind and bought a bag of fresh pomegranates.

Mrs. Fan hugged them one by one, and when it was He An'an's turn, she smiled from ear to ear: "Your grandfather called last night and said that you were hungry for the shrimp-stuffed dumplings I made, and I prepared the ingredients this morning, and I will cook them for you for lunch later." ”

He An'an patted his ass sweetly: "The dumplings made by Grandma Fan are so fragrant, I've been thinking about it." ”

When eating dumplings, He Anan is willing to dip in soy sauce, not jealous and sour.

Mrs. Fan helped her pour soy sauce.

Zhang Jing interjected on the side: "Brother Xiaozhi, I've grown up!" I'm 1.5 meters. ”

Fan Xuezhi was quite surprised, and turned his head to look at Zhang Jing: "Are you all one meter five?" ”

Fan Lao smiled: "That Xiaojing is not young, and my Xiaozhi is only one meter five." ”

"My dad said that boys are all late." Zhang Jing only heard the words from her father yesterday, and hurriedly poured out.

He Jianfang nodded: "That's right, but now it's time for you to grow your body, you must pay attention to exercising, drink milk, eat beef, and eggs every day, so that you can grow taller." ”

Fan Xuezhi sat on the edge of the table, remembering carefully, drinking milk, eating beef and eggs, and growing taller.

Fan Lao is usually willing to eat a whole glass of wine, eat dumplings and drink wine, after drinking, and smash the mouth, the spicy taste of white wine wafts out, and it smells good.

Fan Lao finished sipping it himself, and took advantage of Mrs. Fan and He Jianfang to go to the kitchen to serve dumpling soup, and handed it to Fan Xuezhi with a cup: "Come, boy, try it, this is what your Grandpa Li, who is far away in HN, asked someone to bring it to me, twenty years of aging, the years are too long, it is not spicy to drink, it is a little sweet." ”

Fan Lao was born in the army, the habit he developed in the barracks, good wine, nothing to sip by himself, when Fan Xuezhi and his father were still alive, the two of them loved to drink two cups together, and later had Fan Xuezhi, and then used chopsticks to drink it at home and feed it to him.

Fan Xuezhi licked Fan Lao's cup, and his eyebrows furrowed: "This wine is no different from the Moutai you drank before, it seems that the degree is a little lower." ”

Fan Lao laughed, stretched out his hand and touched his head: "You kid, okay, you can taste wine." ”

Mrs. Fan followed He Jianfang out of the kitchen with dumpling soup, and saw Fan Lao laughing.

Old Lady Fan glared at Fan Lao fiercely: "Did you let Xiaozhi drink again?" Such a young child, what do you always let him drink this stuff for! ”

Fan Lao hugged Fan Xuezhi and smiled: "Where to drink, there is nothing to do." ”

Mrs. Fan turned her head and asked Zhang Jing, "Really?" ”

Zhang Jing immediately rebelled: "Grandpa let Brother Xiaozhi drink." ”

Mrs. Fan was so angry that she stretched out her hand and nodded at Fan Lao.

Fan Lao smiled and put the wine glass back on the table: "Just taste, boy, how can you not drink." ”

Mrs. Fan snorted angrily and poured a bowl of dumpling soup for Fan Xuezhi: "It's a good child, don't you cultivate on the good path!" ”

Fan Lao sandwiched a big dumpling for Fan Xuezhi: "Who said that, our Xiaozhi will definitely have a future in the future." ”

After dinner in the evening, Mrs. Fan saw that it was still early outside, so she urged the three children to go out to play: "Children should be like children, they are bored in the house every day to read, and everyone is stupid to read." ”

In order not to be stupid children, He Anan and Zhang Jing followed behind Fan Xuezhi and were blasted out of the house by Mrs. Fan.

The three of them wandered around the compound, although they had only entered junior high school, they felt that they were already big children, and they could no longer rush to the entertainment room as soon as they went out like they did in the previous two years, and they didn't want to go to the playground to watch those soldiers train.

I'm tired of looking crooked for so many years.

The family couldn't go back, and the outside was boring, so the three of them could only press the road along the flat cement pavement in the compound.

Fan Xuezhi originally didn't talk much, He An'an ate a little bit just now, but now his brain is congested, his body is lazy, and he doesn't want to talk when he is swaying, and everyone listens to Zhang Jing chattering about things in school along the way.

Zhang Jing was about to suffocate, and after going to junior high school, she realized that she had been fooled, and she should have worked hard to be admitted to a middle school.

Although most of the students in the sixth middle school have been promoted from the sixth elementary school, they are all familiar with each other, but after all, they used to be separated by a class, and they have just entered junior high school, and everyone is quite fresh.

Zhang Jing's classmates around her are not as enthusiastic as before, and the teacher enters the class either to hand out paper quizzes, or to train people with report cards, and she doesn't even have a good face at the end of the day.

Zhang Jing has no one to play with, lonely, lonely, and there is no one to talk to her heart.

Now that I finally caught He Anan and Fan Xuezhi, I couldn't hold it as soon as the conversation box was opened.

From the teacher in the class being too serious to the weak relationship between classmates, in the end, he talked about the early love in the class.

The sixth middle school is not as strict as the third middle school, and everyone is at the age of the beginning of love, and they are all rebellious.

There are only more than 60 people in Zhang Jing's class, and there are three young couples in early love.

Usually, as long as it's recess time, the two of them give each other a little look, and make an appointment to go to the corridor playground together to whisper together.