"You've been waiting for a long time, haven't you?" Liu Ziguang asked, and when he spoke, a puff of white gas erupted from his mouth, which showed how cold the weather was.

"It won't be long, just a while." Xiao Xuele said hehehe, stomped her feet, and it seemed that her feet were numb.

"The clothes your dad brought you." Liu Ziguang raised the snakeskin bag in his hand, but he didn't mean to hand it to Xiaoxue, because the bag was too heavy, and he was afraid that Xiaoxue wouldn't be able to carry it.

"Uncle hasn't eaten yet, I'll invite you to eat, our school cafeteria is good, it's cheap." Xiao Xue looked at Liu Ziguang with blank eyes, and her feet were unconsciously bumping and bumping, for fear that her uncle would refuse.

Liu Ziguang didn't want to cause trouble to Xiaoxue, but when he saw her expression, he smiled heartily: "Okay, it won't be rice noodles again." ”

Xiaoxue's face turned red and said, "No, the canteen has everything, there are stir-fried vegetables, dumplings, and snacks." ”

"Okay, uncle, please eat." Liu Ziguang carried the snakeskin bag to his shoulders and walked towards the canteen in the distance, Xiaoxue happily followed behind and bounced, chirping like a bird:

"Uncle, let me invite you, our canteen is not open to the public, and you have to use a card to buy food."

"Uncle, what do you want to eat? There is a big chef in the cafeteria who makes fried rice......"

The canteen of Beiqing University is very magnificent, can accommodate thousands of people at the same time, and now it is past dinner time, so there are not many people dining, many windows are closed, only a few people are lining up, the smell of food smoke is coming to the nose, look at the rows of dining tables and colored plastic seats, you can imagine the spectacular scene here during the day.

Liu Ziguang found a seat and sat down, Xiaoxue ran around with a card, swiped the card to buy food, the master in the window seemed to be very familiar with her, and greeted: "Xue, someone is at home?" ”

"Well, Master Zhang, my uncle brought me winter clothes." Xiaoxue replied happily.

When he saw two bowls of wontons, one fried raw, one bowl of Yangzhou fried rice, and one fried Niuhe on the table, Liu Ziguang was surprised: "Oh Xiaoxue, you want to kill your uncle." ”

Xiaoxue grinned: "I know that my uncle has a lot of food, so I specially bought a few more copies, it's not enough for us to order more, I still have money in my card." ”

While eating and talking about Xiaoxue's study and living situation, Wen Xue told Liu Ziguang that she was very used to life here, the teachers and classmates were very good to her, and the school also arranged a work-study opportunity for her, washing dishes in the cafeteria every day, and earning 500 yuan a month.

Liu Ziguang noticed that Xiaoxue's hands were red like small radish, and said with a sour heart: "If you need money, call your uncle, don't be bitter about yourself." ”

Xiaoxue shrank her hand under the table and said with a smile: "I'm not tired, I don't brush the dishes and cook every day at home, these jobs are not difficult for me, besides, this is also a social practice, and it is difficult for other students to have this opportunity." ”

"In this way, then the uncle will rest assured, by the way, I have some money here, which was given to you by your father." Liu Ziguang took out his wallet, and without looking at it, he took out a wad of banknotes from it and put it on the table.

Xiaoxue didn't move, looked at Liu Ziguang and said, "Uncle, I can't ask for your money." ”

"It's from your father." Liu Ziguang said.

"Uncle lied, I already brought enough living expenses when school started, and my father wouldn't give me any additional money, if it was really my father's gift, then you said, how much is this?"

Liu Ziguang was speechless, this girl Bingxue is smart, and she really can't fool her.

"That's what your uncle gave you, okay? Take it. ”

"Uncle, I really can't ask for it, I'm already an adult, not a high school student anymore, I want to rely on myself to find a way out......" Xiaoxue's voice became lower and lower, but the meaning was very resolute.

Liu Ziguang was helpless, so he had to put away the money and said, "Hehe, Xiaoxue is becoming more and more assertive." ”

After eating, Liu Ziguang looked at his watch and said, "It's not early, I'll help you send your things back to the dormitory." ”

"No need uncle, I'll take it back by myself on a bicycle later, I won't send you anymore, if you don't work again, Master Zhang will be angry." Xiaoxue pointed to the fat man in a white chef's uniform in the window, stuck out her tongue and said.

"Okay, then Uncle will go first."

"Well, uncle go slowly, thank you, uncle, goodbye."

After seeing Liu Ziguang leave, Xiaoxue began to clean up the tableware on the table, her movements were quite quick, she wiped the table and collected the tableware, folded the leftover soup together, walked into the kitchen with a stack of dinner plates, and began to brush the dishes.

"Snow, this is the leftover raw fried, take it back for breakfast, you lock the door when you turn around, I'll go first." Master Zhang said as he put a bag of raw fried food on the table.

"Hey, don't worry, I'll leave it here." Xiaoxue said crisply.

After washing the dishes and chopsticks, sweeping up the garbage on the ground, Xiaoxue picked up the mop again to mop the ground clean, after doing all this, there were already beads of sweat on her forehead, she pushed out a small bicycle from the corner of the kitchen, tied the snakeskin bag to the back seat, tied the bag of raw fried food to the handlebars, locked the kitchen door, and rode away briskly.

Back in the dormitory, it was already late, Xiaoxue locked the bicycle and went upstairs with a snakeskin bag, and the dormitory administrator and aunt hurriedly came up to help: "Wen Xue, how can you resist such a big bag?" ”

"Aunt Chen, it's the clothes that the family brought to me."

"Oh, the cold snap is coming, but you have to be careful, don't catch a cold."

With the help of Aunt Chen, Xiaoxue carried the snakeskin bag into the dormitory, and the three roommates were there, but only the Inner Mongolian girl who lived on Xiaoxue's top bunk came down to help her, and the other two girls squinted at the huge snakeskin bag, their faces full of disdain.

The snakeskin bag was stuffed to the brim, a quilt, a blanket, a down jacket, a sweater, cotton shoes, and a military coat.

"Wen Xue, why did your father send you so many things, quilts and blankets are sold in schools, and this military coat is from the ** period, it's so old." The Inner Mongolian girl's name is Lu Jin, a cheerful and enthusiastic tall girl, and she has a good relationship with Wen Xue.

"It's so old, it's my dad when he was in the army, and I wore it for evening self-study in high school, but it's warm." Xiaoxue said with a smile.

"You'd better dry these things and bring them in, there's fleas in the provincial dormitory." Leaning against the window was a Shanghai girl named Ning Xin'er, who said to Wen Xue with undisguised disdain on her face at the moment.

"There are no fleas in the clothes and quilts." Wen Xue explained.

"There are no fleas and musty, please, the dormitory is everyone's dormitory, not your one's dormitory, a little bit of morality, okay?" Ning Xin'er sneered.

"There's no musty smell, only mothballs." Only Lu Jin helped Wen Xue speak, and another classmate from Zhejiang only cared about playing with mobile phone messages and ignored them.

"Forget it, I'll take it out and dry it overnight." Wen Xue bit her lip, picked up her military coat and went out.

"Townspeople." Ning Xin'er muttered quietly, continued to comb her hair in the mirror, and suddenly shrugged her nose again, and asked, "What smell?" ”

"What else can it taste like, our poor households have brought leftovers again." Wang Yueqi, a classmate from Zhejiang, put down her mobile phone, glanced at the fried buns on Xiaoxue's table and said.

"Alas, I really can't stand it, if it weren't for the tension in the dormitory, I wouldn't live with her." Ning Xin'er shook her head and changed to a pleasant topic: "Wang Yueqi, do you know which one can be called a school grass more than Zhu Yufeng or Han Bing?" ”

"Of course it's Zhu Yufeng, he's so tall and tall, he plays basketball handsomely, and his car is so cool, it's domineering when he looks at it."

Wang Yueqi put down her phone and said with a look.

"It's just a Land Cruiser FJ, and it's really useless to fascinate you like that." Ning Xin'er hated her and poked Wang Yueqi on the forehead.

"What does Han Bing have, he doesn't even have a car, and he looks too thin." Wang Yueqi said unconvinced.

Ning Xin'er sneered: "Do you know what kind of car Han Bing took to report, Mercedes-Benz S6oo, this is secondary, the important thing is the license plate number, forget it, you don't understand it, as for looking thin, it's called a Japanese fan, understand?" ”

"So what, Han Bing disappeared without a trace just a few days after school started, so maybe he has dropped out of school." Wang Yueqi said.

"You don't know, don't talk nonsense, Han Bing's family has something to do abroad, and his leave is still specially approved by the head of the department, I think, he will come back soon."

"yes, then you girls in the foreign language academy must not be crazy."

……

At half past five in the morning, when the campus was still shrouded in cold mist, Wen Xue got up quietly, washed up with cold water, poured a teapot of hot water and ate a few raw frying, then picked out a thicker dress from the wardrobe to change into, hurried downstairs, and rode a bicycle to work in the cafeteria.

There are already some early students on campus who are reciting English, or doing morning exercises, Xiaoxue pedaled the bicycle, sprinkled a string of silver bells, galloped on the path, and ran a thin and tall handsome young man, wearing a sweatshirt and sports shorts, snow-white sneakers stained with morning dew, seeing Xiaoxue passing in front of him like the wind, the teenager couldn't help but stop, hesitated for a few seconds and ran with Xiaoxue's bicycle.

Xiao Xuefeng rushed to the canteen, locked the bicycle and ran in, and said embarrassedly: "Master Zhang, I'm late again." ”

Master Zhang said: "It's okay, there aren't many people having breakfast anyway, you take it first, and I'll go to a thatched house." As he spoke, he picked up a newspaper and went to the bathroom.

Xiaoxue put on her white sleeves and stood by the window, it was not the peak time for breakfast, there were only a few people in the cafeteria, and suddenly a handsome young man walked to the window and said, "Hello, I want to buy a raw fried meal." ”

"Okay, your card." Xiaoxue lowered her head and turned on the card reader and reached for the card.

"A card, I don't have it." The handsome guy was a little confused, so he reached into his pocket and fumbled, but only pulled out a few euro coins.

"I'm sorry, I'm ......" The handsome guy was a little bit based on this, and beads of sweat oozed from the tip of his nose.

Xiaoxue took out her card and swiped it, put a raw fried in a plastic bag and handed it over: "It's okay, this is your raw frying." ”

Only then did she look up, and suddenly she was stunned, this boy was so familiar, he seemed to have seen it somewhere.