Chapter 231: Prelude 1
In the afternoon, Lin Yuanyang didn't appear in front of me until class. But I didn't expect that when I was secretly applauding in my heart, his last class appeared again.
At that time, I was sorting out my English notes from the previous class, and when he pushed me inside, he drew a long bar on my ballpoint pen notebook. I looked up and glared angrily, but the initiator didn't reflect at all, but saw me glaring at him and asked me, "What are you doing?" ”
"What for? Can't you be quieter when you come in? Or won't you say it? I glared at him. Lin Yuanyang glanced at the book that had been scratched out because of him, then his mouth was deflated, and he raised his face and snorted, "You take the strokes yourself and take care of my!" ”
"You!" I was so angry that I just wanted to strangle him, and Xing Jiaze in the back asked me to forget it when he saw this. Indeed, if you care about him more than you care about him, the more proud he will be, and it is better to ignore him.
After scolding him in my heart, I picked up the tape and carefully glued the long bar. Lin Yuanyang saw that I suddenly ignored him, so he tilted his head and leaned over to look.
Although I cared about that gaze in my heart, I couldn't wait to poke him out of the eye. But I just ignored him and went on with what I was doing. After Lin Yuanyang watched it for a long time, he saw that I still didn't respond, and after saying that he was bored, he turned over the table and left after the bell rang in the last class.
I went home on Friday, and my dad asked me why I came back again, and didn't I have any living expenses? I sighed and wanted to roll my eyes at him. Tell me, how can there be such a father, and there are still people who dislike their daughters and go home many times?
"I'll go home once every two weeks, you're too much, aren't you? Then I won't go back next time! Really! "I aired. My dad said, "If you don't go back, you won't go back, save some travel expenses, and you can save some time and read more books." What are you doing when your time and money are wasted on the road? ”
"Okay, okay...... You're right! What's right is right, what's wrong is right! Give me five hundred dollars, and I'll come back after the final exam! I said. My dad laughed at me and scolded me for being a little bear.
On Sunday morning, my aunt called me over to peel peanuts and blow sesame seeds for her. I said I was going to make sugar cookies in the afternoon, and when I got it, I was asked to take some to school and eat with some roommates in the dormitory. I happily said yes and went to help her.
When it was time to cook at noon, my dad fished up a bunch of pickles. I said that I should take a little to school if I fried it, but I was depressed when I heard it, and said, "There is no meal in the high school cafeteria, what are you doing with pickles?" Unexpectedly, he replied to me: "Doesn't bringing vegetables save you from buying less vegetables?" Do you have to buy groceries? And the dishes in the canteen are willing to put oil and salt for you? No taste......"
"What? I'm sorry for you! Didn't I tell you before? The school cafeteria in high school is different from that in junior high school, and meals are sold together! Do you understand the package? Together! Who has nothing to do and just sell you rice! "I aired.
"Can't you do without vegetables?" My dad asked me.
"Okay!" I said, "If you don't want vegetables, you can also pay two yuan, and if you want vegetables, you can do it yourself!" ”
"Grandma, what's that doing! If you don't want a dish, it's two dollars, then I'll definitely ask for a dish! My dad sighed, and then chattered for a long time. Actually, I don't know if the school cafeteria can only make rice, because I've never seen it before. And I don't care if he can't, anyway, I don't want to do what my dad said, because I always feel a little ashamed. You want to! Everyone is a normal set meal, just I go to beat rice every day to save a little money and come back to eat pickles, I will definitely be laughed to death!
Besides, the set meal I ate was already one of the cheapest in the school cafeteria. Those two-five, three-piece, and small window stir-fry or something, I don't even look at them. It's all so provincial, and you still want me to save it, is there a mistake? In spite of! Anyway, I won't do it!