After dinner, Zhang Xiaoshuai politely declined Yang Fan's proposal to continue singing, because if he didn't go, everyone naturally lost the interest in getting together again, and after a day of hellish four consecutive exams, everyone was indeed a little powerless, so they hurriedly said goodbye and went home.

Standing downstairs, looking up at the window that is still lit up, Zhang Xiaoshuai's heart can't help but feel a burst of crispy warmth, although he is a single-parent family, but the warmth given by his father is enough for him to grow up healthy and happy, his father often says that men should be self-reliant, you need to be a sycamore, only to have a phoenix, he is born lazy, always have to get by, but this time he really wants to try, whether he can grow into the towering sycamore that attracts the phoenix to perch.

When he opened the door, Ye Jinghong was leaning on the sofa reading a book, the white light was sparsely and obliquely reflected on his face, and a layer of moist light like a pearl was soft, as the old saying goes: Look at the beauty under the lamp, it is really not like a person, this situation and this scene actually made Zhang Xiaoshuai suddenly feel a little timid, such a beautiful woman who looks like a fairy in the painting, can she really covet herself?

Then I thought, how can I extinguish my own prestige and boost the spirit of others, there is a slang saying in Guangdong, called: Rather bully the white beard, don't bully the poor boy, I am a poor boy today, a poor boy tomorrow, can I still be a poor boy forever? If that's the case, I don't have the face to say who I like, just find a piece of tofu and kill it.

Long before Zhang Xiaoshuai entered the door, Ye Jinghong had wanted to go out to find someone in clothes more than once, thinking of her mother's words when she went down the mountain, she felt that her brain hurt, what eternal unrest, like a demon in her heart, this thought will not disappear, and she will hold a grudge for life, she can't figure out how much kindness her mother owes Zhang Xiaoshuai, why why her queen will never forget it, and she will become a heart disease.

Thinking about it, if Zhang Xiaoshuai really died like this, it is estimated that her mother would be so angry that she would not even recognize her daughter, although there is some bad feeling in her heart, but Zhang Xiaoshuai's little life is still a little precious.

Everyone understands the truth, but it is useless, Ye Jinghong thinks that it is very good, but if she really pulls down her face to find Zhang Xiaoshuai, it is also very difficult, just when she is caught in the battle between heaven and man, there is a sudden sound of opening the door outside the door.

Ye Jinghong's heart moved, and he hurriedly grabbed the book and wanted to pretend to be reading, but he didn't know what he tripped under his feet, and he fell directly on the sofa, so there was the scene that Zhang Xiaoshuai saw when he entered the door.

"Don't lie down and read a book, it hurts your eyes."

Zhang Xiaoshuai casually snatched Ye Jinghong's book, and raised the black pocket in his hand by the way, the heavy inside of the pocket was rattling, and he didn't know what it contained.

"Didn't eat, did you? I bought some seafood and I'll make you seafood fried rice for you later. ”

Seafood fried rice? Sounds delicious! Ye Jinghong glared at Zhang Xiaoshuai sullenly, turned around, didn't look at him, Zhang Xiaoshuai was not angry, and went into the kitchen with his pocket.

Dad often says that good women are coaxed out, Zhang Xiaoshuai has never seen his father's means of coaxing women, but he can't sleep at night and often sees his father looking at his mother's photos in a daze, he thinks that his father must love his mother very much, right? Otherwise, how could he survive these countless days and nights alone.

It suddenly occurred to me that, according to scientific statistics, myopia will be inherited, heart disease will be inherited, and it seems that many diseases will be inherited, so is infatuation also inherited? The so-called planting melons get melons, planting beans and getting beans, the child born of love seeds is estimated to be a love seed!

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Twenty minutes later, Zhang Xiaoshuai walked out of the kitchen with a plate of seafood fried rice full of color and flavor, saying that thanks to Ye Jinghong Ye Da Foodie, his cooking skills can be said to be advancing by leaps and bounds this time, and he is approaching the kitchen god.

Zhang Xiaoshuai has always been quick with his hands and feet, just taking advantage of the gap of fried rice, he made a seaweed egg drop soup, and cut a small plate of cucumber with sauce, which was served together at this time, and the smell was mouth-watering.

"Come and eat! My eldest lady! ”

"Humph!"

Ye Jinghong snorted coldly, do you want to coax me for a meal? It's a joke, Miss Ben is not so easy to buy, but the smell of seafood fried rice wafted in bursts, which really caused her to speak with great relish, and her index finger moved, so her body betrayed her will again, and her legs moved uncontrollably towards the table.

"Come, drink some soup first."

Zhang Xiaoshuai handed over a bowl of soup, and he also filled a bowl, sitting opposite her and drinking it slowly.

"Haven't you eaten enough?"

Ye Jinghong continued to snort coldly, with a cold look of extreme contempt.

"I'm a natural scumbag, and I'm worried that someone won't have anything to eat at home, so I can't eat."

"Humph! Clever words, fresh and benevolent! ”

Ye Jinghong's heart trembled uncontrollably, and then she jumped up like thunder, in order to hide her gaffe, she had to lower her head and quickly pick up the food.

"If you don't believe it, you eat slowly."

Zhang Xiaoshuai still smiled like a spring breeze, but the smiling eyes never left her face, Ye Jinghong was so uncomfortable that he saw that he was covered with thorns, and almost choked the rice grains into the throat several times, which is also strange, obviously the food is in front of him, but why does he know some taste of the marrow.

In fact, whether it's rhetoric or good, whether it's what it likes, feelings are pure, but occasionally playing some caution is not another kind of fun, emotional things, done well called management, bad called deception, go to the army to fight, surrender without a fight, love is like a battlefield, who can say that in order to capture their beloved girl, it is wrong to think carefully?

Unless, you've never really wanted to get someone.

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After the on-the-job exam, it will take about a month to get the results, and after the results are published, there will be another interview defense, and the interview will be passed before the real exam is passed.

Zhang Xiaoshuai has always been a person with excellent psychological quality, because I didn't see how nervous he was before the exam, and I didn't see how relaxed he was after the exam, the day of the on-the-job exam was Saturday, and the next day was the weekend, which was also a rare day off.

When Ye Jinghong came back from morning practice, he saw Zhang Xiaoshuai holding a book in one hand and slowly stirring the white porridge in the pot with the other, the boiling white porridge was bubbling and bubbling, and the curling white mist was steaming and coiling, smoking a small kitchen like a fairy cave.

"Do you understand?"

The book in Zhang Xiaoshuai's hand is what Ye Jinghong has been reading recently, it is a codex written by the senior brother, there are thirteen copies of the codex, this one is a miscellaneous discussion dedicated to acupuncture experience and skills, I am surprised that Zhang Xiaoshuai also reads it with relish, Ye Jinghong suspects that he doesn't know how to pretend to understand at all, so obscure things, how can he be a layman who can understand it?

Zhang Xiaoshuai put down the book, turned his head to look at Ye Jinghong, and the corners of his mouth were hooked with a shallow smile like morning light.

"I don't know why, I always feel that the things written here seem to have been read somewhere, and I feel inexplicably familiar, maybe I was really a famous doctor in my last life!"

When Ye Jinghong heard this, a thought suddenly flashed in her mind, but the feeling was too fast and blurry, so that she couldn't grasp it at all.

"Cut! Don't daydream! The porridge is going to be mushy! ”

"Oops! Why did you remind me! ”

"Humph!"

"Hmph! What do you see eating today? ”

"I don't want to drink porridge."

"If you don't drink it, you have to drink it!"

"You ————"

"Humph! Is it only you who can hum? Master will too! Hum! ”╭(╯^╰)╮

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