Privacy?!

The shopkeeper let the painter interject like this, and he couldn't help it.

She decided to quietly charge Jiang Yang's card with a hundred, to apologize, and by the way, to solicit customers from the store - Jiang Yang probably never dreamed that this card was being consumed, and there was more money.

That's right.

The shopkeeper remembered that she could catch up now and return the notebook.

And so—

She closed the notebook, "I'll go give it back to him." ”

Before the good student's mother could express her anger at her behavior of eating alone, the shopkeeper had already run out lightly.

However.

Jiangyang is not in the courtyard.

He came out of the café and took the bus back.

The shopkeeper stood still panting, looked at the locked courtyard door, crossed her waist and gasped for a while, then turned around and walked back, and then remembered that there was no one in her shop now, so she could only walk back to the store quickly.

in the store.

The good student's mother is still there, chatting about the book, and by the way, helping the shopkeeper look at the store.

After the shopkeeper came in, the mother beckoned to the shopkeeper: "Quick, this guest wants a cup of coffee." ”

"Oh, oh!"

The shopkeeper hurried to do it.

When the good student's mother saw that the notebook was brought back, she knew that she hadn't caught up with Jiang Yang.

The mother still wanted to see it, but the good student's mother stopped her.

Now.

She's calmed down.

This is really not a good behavior to spy on other people's privacy, everything uses a bottom line, and chasing stars must also have a bottom line, you can't learn from her pig's trotters, ambiguous and excessive, no bottom line, no principles, and will make excuses for yourself when you enjoy it.

Thinking of this, she rolled her eyes at her husband.

Painter:......

I'm so nervous.

After the owner made coffee for the guests, they looked at their notebooks again and picked up their ideas.

At last.

The shopkeeper decided to put it away properly, and when Jiang Yang found out that the book was missing, he would come back to look for it, or go to the courtyard tomorrow to return it to him.

"Okay."

Good student moms, they nodded.

And then—

They waited for a while, and made sure that Jiang Yang's grandson really didn't find out that the book was lost, so they wandered home.

The coffee shop fell silent.

The shopkeeper's heart is warm.

It was the first time for her to have such a number of customers in this store, and they got together to chat enthusiastically about some things.

When she was a child, she watched a sitcom, centered on a café, where several friends got together every day, and there were many ridiculous, but warm and loving things, which made the shopkeeper who was locked at home all day feel that it was good to have such a place, such a group of friends, and such a life full of friendship and fun.

The atmosphere just now has somewhat reached her original intention of opening a coffee shop.

Then.

The last rays of the setting sun set on the treetops, leaving a shadow of broken gold on the terrace table.

The shopkeeper looked at this warm scene, and suddenly had a whim, and also wanted to take a photo and give it to the original owner of the notebook, but I don't know why, maybe because of the atmosphere just now, which made her want to connect with outsiders.

And in this world.

For a person who is socially phobic but longs for friends, is there anything easier than sending a letter to establish a connection?

She thought of this and pulled out the Polaroid.

This Polaroid is still what she expects to take pictures of the café and then stick it on the wall of the café to buy.

It hasn't been used.

Now it's finally coming in handy.

She held up the camera and pointed it at the terrace, the table where Jiang Yang had sit, but felt that something was missing from the lens.

She put down her phone again, looked left and right, and picked Santa Claus on the counter.

This Santa Claus is a café ready for tomorrow's Christmas outfit, almost the height of an adult's forearm.

She put Santa Claus on the table and the composition was just right.

Click!

She filmed it.

Of course –

This photo is not going to be sent out just like that.

You have to ask the party Jiang Yang about this matter.

The good student mother and the crispy noodle mother came out of the coffee shop, and as soon as they arrived at the door, they met the good student and the crispy noodles.

Simply face your mother: "Don't you go to self-study at night?" ”

Crisp noodles: "Tomorrow Saturday!" ”

"Oh."

After the mother of the crispy noodles suddenly said, she asked the crispy noodles to quickly follow the good students to do their homework, and if they can't do it, ask the good students, "I'll make sweet and sour carp for you later-" She said to the good student's mother: "The sweet and sour carp I made is always delicious." ”

The good student's mother laughed.

Before this was put aside, she might just say something to refuse, and her son was also a critical period, so she didn't care what others did.

But—

She just took advantage of her mother, and she will use it in the future, and she can't do this thing of turning her face and not recognizing people.

What's more—

She has been in contact with her for a long time, and she thinks that her mother's crisp noodles have a good character.

At least it's much better than engaging in ambiguity under the banner of "art".

The good student's mother rolled her eyes at the painter again.

Painter:......

Good students are also amazed.

What's going on these days?!

His dad is home all day!

The relationship between his mother and his mother has grown by leaps and bounds!

Now he is allowed to simply come here and disturb his studies - of course he likes this change. In the past, when the crisp noodles and beautiful female classmates used to come to play with him, they felt that her mother was very special, and the raw people with one forehead were not allowed to enter, which made him very embarrassed.

But—

There must be a reason for this sudden change in painting style, right?

He couldn't figure it out.

But he thought he knew everything.

When I entered the good student's study to do my homework, I simply put down my schoolbag and said proudly: "Hey, do you have to thank me for buying me a few more packs of spicy noodles?" ”

Good students don't understand: "Why? ”

Simply said: "Saved your family." ”

She left "Five Little Pigs" at the good student's house, with the intention of letting the good student watch it, but the good student didn't read a word.

Simply thought her plan had gone bankrupt.

Hey!

I didn't expect the good student's mother to watch it, and she was also obsessed with Poirot for this.

Of course.

That's not the point.

I think the point is that the good student's mother has learned a lesson from the painter's cheating in the book and harmed the whole family, and may even show the book to the good student's painter's father, which is a wake-up call for the two of them.

So—

The painter has been at home for a week.

Good Student: "Huh? ”

simply met the ignorant appearance of the good student, and finally had the pleasure of being crushed by knowledge, "Five Little Pigs" tells the story of a painter who was poisoned and his wife was framed and imprisoned. ”

Good Student: ......

He opened his mouth, but finally did not speak.

He's not a fool.

The tension between his father and mother, he felt.

He even heard them arguing in the bedroom.

But—

In front of him, they were still amiable, so that the situation was never broken.

He didn't dare to break it.

Right now.

It has indeed changed a lot.

He thought about it carefully, and it seemed that it was really his mother's change after watching "Five Little Pigs".

He remembers it well.

Because after watching "Five Little Pigs" that day, his mother went out to buy books, and when he came back, his father came back with him, still carrying a lot of "Jiang Yang" in his hand.

Could it be—

After reading that book, the two talked about it?

Good students are kind of incredible.

He has always been dismissive of such idle books.

It is to read extracurricular books, but also to read pure literary magazines such as "Autumn Fruit" and "Kyoto Literature and Art" to accumulate material for composition. He thinks that even if it is a famous book, it doesn't have such a great influence ability.

That's when it happened.

The door opened.

The mother of the good student walked in with a fruit bowl, and after putting it on their desk, she took a book and sat next to it, with the obvious intention, to write homework and study well, don't have anything to do, she is supervising it next to her.

The two shared a desk and started their homework.

But—

This week's double holiday!

I have a lot of time to do my homework, and I don't have a sense of urgency, so it takes a lot of time to write my homework.

Good students write very quickly.

It took him less than half an hour to finish it, and then he picked up the "Kyoto Literature and Art" he had just bought.

In the grinding of the crisp face rolled around, the probe looked over.

A good student is reading an interesting article, and the article begins to write about a few particularly interesting monks: an old monk who usually eats fast, except for the New Year, a great abbot who is good at settling accounts, a second monk with a wife, and a third monk with many lovers.

The good student was watching with relish, and his head poked over.

He couldn't help it: "Do your homework!" ”

The mother of the good student who was reading also raised her head: "Do your own homework!" ”

A good student thinks that the face and neck will retract.

Who knows-

Simply pointed to his book: "He's reading an unhealthy book!" ”

Good Student: ......

In order not to do homework, the scumbag really does everything.

"What?"

The good student's mother put down the book and walked over, looking down at the line she was pointing.

Looking at this sentence alone, it is really unhealthy: "My sister was born drifting, and two of them are ~ warped-"

The good student busily explained: "This is a pure literary magazine!" ”

Regular publication!

Good students flip out the cover for them to see.

It's normal for pure literature to appear, and this description is good.

"The author's article is very well written, don't talk nonsense."

Good student reminds to simply noodles.

He couldn't say exactly how good this article was.

But it's just good.

During the period of talent, the plain words, the countryside, the secular fireworks of the temple, but the writing is full of interest and poetry, like the clear cool water flowing through the ditch on the field on a clear summer day, which makes people feel very comfortable.

This paragraph is even more important, there are no rules in the temple, and people live very freely.

Simply sneered.

This is followed by "I have the heart to go up and touch it, and my heart is a little beating".

Simply faced: "What this author writes is not serious. ”

The good student's mother also took the book and planned to confirm it.

This year-

There are also a lot of explicit descriptions in purely literary articles.

For young people in adolescence, it is not uncommon to read literature as a colored book, and the painter still practiced traditional crafts with the convex "Waste City" when he was young.

And then—

She flipped to the front of the article and immediately saw the author's name.

Jiang Yang!

This guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes also writes with color?

Crash!

In a trance, she heard the sound of the filter shattering.

"I'll go!"

I also saw it, but I didn't expect that the author who was not serious turned out to be Jiang Yang!

"Uh-"

The good student was also speechless.