Chen Yuanyuan's cooking method is still limited to stir-frying, and he has not yet begun to learn his favorite fried food. The money given to Chen Yuanyuan by her parents was still relatively tight, and there was not much left, which made her think otherwise. (Cutting corners?) No one else is stupid)

Every day, she will go to the vegetable market early to buy vegetables, and go to the familiar stalls to bargain, of course, not grinding each other's mouths, but selling cute, praising people, praising good vegetables, and taking some tricks, generally with less money, buy what she wants, uncles and aunts are warm-hearted people, Chen Yuanyuan sighed in his heart.

Slowly saving a little money, Chen Yuanyuan plans to wait for the weekend to try to make his favorite food.

Kindness...... Another year has passed, Chen Yuanyuan sighed. Thinking about the atmosphere of this year's New Year, she was a little uncomfortable. Of course, the New Year was spent at the grandparents' house, and the relatives came, but they all had a lot of rustiness with each other, and they all learned to say half and hide half of the speech, which diluted the festive atmosphere a lot.

It's only been half a year since they were separated, and with their own different lives, people have changed so much. Some have become confident, some have become arrogant, and some have become gloomy, and they can't talk together, only dry and flattering each other.

Chen Yuanyuan was a good baby at that time, he should say hello, greet the New Year, and spend the rest of his time silently in the corner, pondering his own affairs.

The grandparents received a lot of gifts this year, but they didn't seem very happy, but quietly looked at their children, not knowing what they were thinking.

The Chinese New Year is getting more and more boring every time, maybe the younger generation will be better when they grow up. On the day of the New Year, they dispersed after eating at noon, and they used to play poker and chat until the evening.

Tomorrow will go back to school, Chen Yuanyuan is now sorting out the translated materials, packed in a leather bag, and there are two cooking notes (written by herself) on the left hand side of the table, she flipped through them boringly, which was a little disorganized, but it did not delay Chen Yuanyuan's reading, "There are more dishes that can be cooked!" Her mouth was murmuring unconsciously.

Chen Yuanyuan sat up, stretched his waist, and was about to fall asleep. The room was very warm, much stronger than when she lived in the bungalow before, probably this year she satisfied her parents a lot, bought her a few beautiful clothes, including two nightdresses. She rubbed her somewhat dry eyes, stripped naked, turned off the light, got into the quilt, arched twice, found a comfortable position, closed her eyes, and after a while, there was an even breathing sound, Chen Yuanyuan used to like to hold the quilt when he slept, but now he is deliberately restrained, and has changed a lot, at least he looks like a lady when he sleeps.

Early the next morning, stretched out his white arm from the quilt, pulled the alarm clock at the head of the bed into the quilt, Chen Yuanyuan opened his right eye (his left eye was still closed), looked at the time, it was almost time to get up, put the alarm clock in its place, rubbed his messy hair, stood up his upper body, and sat on the bed. The quilt slipped under her, revealing her white and tender body, and the girl didn't care if she was gone, and put on her clothes a little lazily.

After getting dressed, I walked out of the room, went to the sink, and washed up. "Hair is still so troublesome." The girl pouted a little angrily, and had the intention to cut her hair shorter, but looking at the beautiful long hair, she was still a little reluctant, and finally she could only sigh helplessly.

After cleaning, she went to the kitchen, cooked a pot of porridge, took out a plate of fried shredded pickles (with shredded meat) from the cupboard, brought it to the table, went to the door of her parents' room, knocked on the door a few times, heard a noise inside, and walked back to the kitchen to see how the porridge was.

Rice porridge and pickles, today's breakfast is relatively simple, let not a while ago, Chen Yuanyuan went out to buy some and came back early, and today she returned to school, so she could only do it.

The porridge was ready, served on the table, and then set the dishes and chopsticks, Chen Yuanyuan began to eat, and her father had just come out of the room and went to the bathroom.

After eating, her parents had not yet served the table, returned to the room, sorted out the schoolbag, hesitated, or put the winter vacation homework in, some classmates borrowed it from her before, and she did not refuse.

Her grades are not good (performance), classmates don't know that she's pretending to be garlic, but she still borrowed, of course she knows what's going on, one may be unwilling to write herself, copy more trouble-free, but also save time (most of them are this idea), it doesn't matter if the answer is right or wrong, the second is that Chen Yuan's words are beautiful, the writing is still very clear, and the steps are still few, many students who often copy homework summarize the class, whose homework is the best to copy, she has always been in the forefront, although this matter is not very good, But there was still a little joy in her heart. Because of this, the distance between me and many classmates has been shortened, and I can occasionally chat with each other, which can be regarded as Chen Yuanyuan's harvest.

Sitting on the chair, looking in the small mirror, combing the hair, it didn't take much time to get it done, she sighed, the bottle of liquid in Julie's house is really magical, and it still has an effect (this is actually what she thinks about too much, just to be honest, it's been so long, and her hair has grown a lot, and she went to the barber shop to cut it many times, and it should have expired a long time ago, and she didn't know how to stick to it until now).

After that, I sorted out my school uniform, walked to the security door with my schoolbag on one shoulder, said hello to my parents who were eating, and went out.

It's still very cold outside, and when the light wind blows, Chen Yuanyuan, who has not yet adapted to the temperature difference, shiveres, stomps his feet on the spot, feels less cold, and begins to walk towards the bus stop.

She often takes this bus, there is still some spectrum in her heart, not long after she arrived at the place, she came to one, at this time it is also the rush hour for work, the carriage is still quite crowded, put in the coin, Chen Yuanyuan squeezed to the back door position, there is still a vacancy here, it seems quite loose.

Most of the people in the car are young office workers, and the rest are a few elderly people, like going to a nearby park for a walk, there are almost no students except Chen Yuanyuan, there are several elementary schools, junior high schools and high schools nearby, this bus is contrary to these schools, and just like her, who has not changed schools, will run this bus.

The people who ride this bus are generally very modest, and it is common to see people giving up their seats to the elderly, children and pregnant women, and the atmosphere is always very good.

It didn't take long for Chen Yuanyuan to get out of the car, check his position, and walk briskly towards the school. At this time, it was still a lot early to return to school, and there were not many students on the road, and there were almost no acquaintances, except that occasionally students would sneak a few glances at her, and she didn't see them.

In front of the school class, there were already two students waiting at the door, and when they saw Chen Yuanyuan coming, they all showed happy expressions. I said hello to them, skillfully took out the key, and opened the door of the classroom (the teacher who opened the door every day handed it to Chen Yuanyuan, on the grounds that she came early).

Chen Yuanyuan walked to his seat, took out his winter vacation homework, and handed it to the two of them, and the two of them took it with great gratitude, divided the homework, returned to their respective seats, and began to copy it.

At this time, Chen Yuanyuan held his chin in his hand, looked at them boredly, and recalled. They were actually the two people who had been kicked in front of the door by her when they were in the fifth grade.

The one with glasses is called Zhang Ting, the one who is not tall is called Feng Yiming, two little mischievous bags, it was their idea to close the classroom door at that time, after being messed up by Chen Yuanyuan, they didn't trouble her, the two of them paid for it, and found a school worker to clean up the door, En...... The advantage is that there is a bit of a sense of responsibility.

It turned out that the squad leader of this squad was just fed up with the two of them mischievous and didn't want to do it, and after Chen Yuanyuan took over, the two became honest, and the original squad leader couldn't stand it (their change).

Trick-or-treating, there will always be a little outstanding, they are very good at mastering the scale (mainly it should be Zhang Ting's idea, Feng Yiming is bold and daring to do it, which Chen Yuanyuan found out later), although the trick-or-treating things are still not less, but they are all put on the end of class.

At most, the most in class is to pass notes and whisper twice, these little things, Chen Yuanyuan generally didn't see them, they were bolder, and chatted with Chen Yuanyuan twice, and they were familiar with each other, so they began to borrow homework.

When Chen Yuanyuan first started, the questions she did with the methods of junior high school were mainly about pitting these two goods, but her homeroom teacher was indeed a little hanging, and in the end she had to give up.