"Mom, shall we go to grandma's house after breakfast?" The Sultan stood at the door of the bathroom, combing his hair into a ponytail, and asked Su Ling, who was serving dumplings to the living room.

"Yes, the dumplings are ready, you come and eat them, they won't taste good when they stick together for a long time." Su Ling gestured to one of the bowls, which was the Sultan's.

"Later, we'll go get the cake first, and then go directly to your grandmother's house, it's not a big birthday, so the four of us and your grandfather will help her celebrate." Su Ling took the dumplings and pulled Cheng Jing, who was watching cartoons on the sofa, to wash her hands.

"Happy birthday, Grandma." Six people at a table sat down, and Sultan and Cheng Jing said in unison.

"Eh, good, good." Sultan's grandmother is very happy, her daughter is older, and even her grandson is so old.

"Come on, Shuangshuang, this is your favorite plum cabbage button pork, you eat more, you must be very tired from studying in the third year of high school, right?" The Sultan's grandfather gave the Sultan a large piece of buckle meat, and his eyes were full of love.

"Thank you, grandpa, grandpa is the best." The Sultan took a bite and said: "Actually, the school is very good now, there are more holidays than the previous junior high school holidays, the teachers teach well, and the learning atmosphere in the class is also very good, I don't think I will be tired." "Sultan really likes his school and his classmates.

"That's good, endure some hardship, and when you get admitted to a good university, you don't have to be so tired, you must not learn from your mother, you don't know how to work hard at all." Grandma Sudan also joined the chatting group.

"Mom, can you keep me some face? I already know it's wrong. Su Ling was very helpless about her own mother exposing her shortcomings in front of her own daughter.

"What's the use of knowing that you're wrong now? Can you still wear it back with a whoosh? Grandma Sudan scolded Su Ling very sharply.

"Grandma, you are so avant-garde! I even know about crossing. The Sultan giggled, what kind of TV did this old man watch? It's all known.

"Go, you girl, and you made fun of your grandmother." After saying that, the old man took another piece of pork ribs and put it in the sultan's bowl.

"My grandmother and grandfather don't care about me anymore, so I just serve vegetables for my sister, and I don't have any food in the bowl and no one cares about it." Cheng Jing on the side was unhappy, feeling that his sense of existence was very small, and decided to come out to brush his sense of existence by himself.

"Come, mom will clip it to you, your sister is the treasure in the palm of your hand, and the two of us are the grass in the eyes of your grandparents, we will do it ourselves, and we will have enough food and clothing." Su Ling sandwiched shrimp and cabbage for her son.

Seeing this, the Sultan hurriedly stretched out his bowl in front of Su Ling and said, "Mom, ask for attention, ask for vegetables." ”

Originally, it was planned to say that Su Ling's two old men and the other three people were amused by the Sultan's words and actions.

When she returned, Sultan's grandmother dragged her to her room and gave her 200 yuan in pocket money. The Sultan put his arms around his grandmother's neck and kissed her on the face, and said sweetly, "Grandma is the best." ”

"Grandma is not good to you, to whom? Living on campus is not as good as at home, buy something you like to eat, don't tell your mother. With that, he pulled the Sultan out of the room.

On the way back, the Sultan took out the money given by his grandmother and said, "Mom, just now my grandmother gave me another 200 yuan of pocket money for you." ”

Su Ling just looked back, but didn't answer, she said, "You take it yourself, I won't give you pocket money this week." "Since high school, the two old men have given pocket money to the Sultan from time to time, and the Sultan will hand it in every time, and Su Ling will sometimes take it back to her parents, sometimes give it to the Sultan flowers, and then buy something for them to see.

"By the way, husband, the quilt at Frost School is a blanket, you send her to school in the afternoon, and then send the two thick quilts and a thin quilt I bought, if it is suddenly cold, it is better to change it, remember to bring the blanket back." Su Ling looked at the weather forecast on her phone, although it was still in her twenties, the temperature would drop in the next few days, and she didn't want to make her baby daughter cold because of her negligence.

"Okay, I got it." Cheng Siming agreed, looked at the road in front of the car, and then said, "Shuangshuang, do you want to buy a mobile phone?" This way, if you have anything, you can call your parents. "A mobile phone is not expensive, he has not yet adapted to the fact that Sudan only comes home once a week, and I don't know if he is old, and he is always worried that she is not used to living in school and eating.

"Buying a phone? No, I go home every week, stay at school and don't go out, what can I do? I'll buy it when I graduate from high school. "It's really convenient to have a mobile phone, but in addition to convenience, it doesn't seem to be of any other use, and then as far as Ji Xun's character is concerned, forget it, or don't want it, it's clean.

Back at school, the Sultan said a word to the dormitory manager and moved to his dormitory with his father's quilt. After Cheng Siming helped her put the quilt away, he packed the blanket in a bag and prepared to go downstairs to go home.

"Dad, wait a minute, I'll go down with you." The Sultan picked up her bag and prepared to go to the classroom.

At the bottom of the dormitory, the Sultan waved at his father and did not start walking towards the classroom until he saw his car go away.

"Hey, Ji Xun, have you arrived? I've been waiting for you for ten minutes, and if you don't come, I'll go first. Jiang Nan parked his bicycle at the big intersection not far from the school, and waited for Ji Xun for a long time, but he still didn't see him, so he had to call to urge.

After making the call, Jiang Nan looked boredly at the vehicles waiting for the traffic lights in the lane next to him, and suddenly felt that the driving man sitting on a black Volkswagen was a little familiar. The window was ajar, and he kept looking at the middle-aged man, who was tapped on the shoulder.

"What are you looking at, you look serious, and your eyebrows are going to be knotted." Ji Xun followed Jiang Nan's gaze, but found that there were only vehicles coming and going.

"It's nothing, when I see someone, I feel very familiar, but I can't remember who it is." Seeing Ji Xun coming, the two rode in the direction of the school together.

"If you can't remember, don't think about it, if you can't remember it now, maybe you'll remember it later." Ji Xun and Jiang Nan kept moving at one speed.

Jiang Nan shrugged, said it didn't matter, and asked Ji Xun: "Did the Sultan get to the school?" ”

"I don't know, you didn't ask your apprentice?" Sudan doesn't have a cell phone, how do I know?

"Didn't ask." I'm not as thick-skinned as you, and I chase after girls every day. Chirping... Jiang Nan s bicycle suddenly came down, Sultan, yes, Anhuai County, the familiar man he saw just now was Cheng Shuang's father, thinking of this, he looked at Ji Xun a few meters away.

Ji Xun parked the car a few meters away, looked at Jiang Nan with a strange expression, and asked, "Why did it stop suddenly?" ”

Jiang Nan tugged at the corners of his mouth, smiled a little fakely, and said, "It's okay, I thought I didn't bring my student card." ”

I wonder if there is Cheng Shuang sitting in the car? Forget it, anyway, my curiosity has risen, so I will find a time to ask the Sultan later to see if she recognizes Cheng Shuang.

Ji Xun and Jiang Nan went to the dormitory first, and then went back to the classroom.

When she arrived at the classroom, she found that Mo Ziqi had not yet come, only the Sultan was in her seat, and there were several notebooks on the table, and she was writing something on one of them.

Ji Xun put his schoolbag on his desk, naturally sat on Mo Ziqi's seat, and asked, "What are you writing?" ”

The Sultan stopped the pen in his hand, smiled at Ji Xun, and said: There are a few chemistry problems that have not been solved yet, I see that the time is still early, so I will solve them. Speaking of this, she picked up the four notebooks next to her and put them in front of Ji Xun, and said, "Quickly help me see if there are any unsolved or incorrect questions on these books." ”

Ji Xun took a ballpoint pen from the Sultan's stationery box, then took out the notebook marked with the word physics and put it on Jiang Nan's desk in the back, and said unceremoniously: "Your Excellency, shine a little." ”

Jiang Nan looked at the two people in front of him helplessly, opened his mouth, and decided not to speak. Shine brightly, yes, I'm just a big light bulb, where did Mo Ziqi, the dead girl, go today? Let's not come to rescue her master.