It was perfect.

"Is there really anything perfect in this world?"

An Ning's question was answered by Jiang Xia's negative.

"I don't think so."

"What a coincidence, I think so too."

After drinking a bowl of pimple soup, the two ended their last small gathering before leaving.

The next morning, before dawn, a bus left the hotel in a low-key manner.

When some scholars came, all they were left with was an empty room, and the Huaxia team at this time was really in the clouds.

On the way back, everyone slept with peace of mind.

Don't worry about the race, don't worry about the jet lag, and most importantly, don't worry about your life.

The moment they set foot on the territory of their homeland, their hearts are more steady.

This taste....safe.

It's nice that no one will open a wooden warehouse in their sleep.

Everyone said goodbye at the airport, left each other's contact details, a simple hug, goodbye.

An Ning and Jiang Xia were picked up by Yu Zheng from the airport, and the two were sent back to their homes near Beijing University.

The first thing she did when she got home was to call Lin Cuihua.

Foreign phone calls are very inconvenient, and sometimes I can't hear what the other party says, Lin Cuihua has long known that An Ning is going abroad, and she is very worried.

She didn't know if a foreign country was good or bad, she only knew that her girl was far, far away from home.

Anning, who sat back in his chair, took off his shoes, relaxed his toes, and dialed the phone.

After two beeps, the other side picked up.

"Milkman."

When An Ning heard this, a smile involuntarily appeared on her face.

"Black Dan'er, it's my aunt."

"-aunt——-"

The black egg shouted loudly, and An Ning only heard a crackling sound, as if a basin had fallen to the ground.

"Don't worry, tell grandma not to worry."

Before Hei Dan'er could speak, the other side of the phone changed.

"Hey———- hey——-

Lin Cuihua shouted twice in a super loud voice, very afraid that An Ning would not be able to hear it.

"Mom——- I can hear the quiet, I'm back!"

"Ah——- it's back! Great, how's that? Didn't get hurt, did you? ”

"No, it's back intact."

Lin Cuihua's heart finally fell, and the two began to chat, from eating and drinking abroad to how much An Ning missed the food at home.

"You girl, just think about eating."

"Hehe, no way, my mother's craftsmanship is too good."

"Pull it down, and you'll know you're fooling me."

Lin Cuihua was disgusted, but the smile on her face was getting bigger and bigger.

The two chatted for more than half an hour before finally hanging up the phone.

When An Ning took a hot bath and changed out of a coat that had been tiring for the journey, there was a knock on the door.

She put on a coat and ran out, opened the door, and Jiang Xia, who was still in the same clothes, was standing at the door.

"Rice, take it?"

"Aren't you tired?"

"It's okay, can't you eat if you're not tired? Didn't you say you want to eat braised pork, the time is a bit short, the braised pork rice I made, bibimbap can be eaten well, and I will make braised pork tomorrow. ”

An Ning took the lunch box in Jiang Xia's hand and asked usually, "You didn't report Grandpa Jiang's safety?" ”

"Report, I called and said I was home, my grandfather asked me if I had anything else, I said no, and then hung up."

"It's that simple?"

"What else should I do?"

Jiang Xia smiled at first, urging An Ning to enter the house: "Hurry up and go back to eat, I'll go back too, rest early, no matter what, I'll talk about it tomorrow." ”

"Okay! Good bye. ”

"Bump!"

The two doors were closed in front of Jiang Xia's eyes, he looked at the door panel helplessly, and muttered silently: It's really happy.

Jiang Xia, who turned around and went back to his home, first cleaned up the kitchen, cleaned himself up after tidying up, and then sat down to eat after everything was tidied up, thinking about tomorrow's menu.

On the other side, An Ning sat on the sofa with a big bowl of braised pork rice, watching TV series, and eating deliciously.

"It's still delicious at home."

After eating a bowl of rice, An Ning nestled in the sofa and didn't like to move, and fell asleep in a daze.

When she opened her eyes again, she was awakened by urine.

After a few minutes of ideological struggle, she still got up.

"Humans who are progressing are also slaves to, pee, and fart."

When Anning returned to the room after solving the major events of his life, he was unexpectedly unable to sleep after lying comfortably on the bed.

She closed her eyes tightly and forced herself to sleep, but her brain became more and more awake.

"I'm annoyed!"

An Ning rolled over and sat up from the bed and picked up the alarm clock next to him.

"It's only three o'clock."

It was supposed to be the most soundly sleeping, but she woke up.

I really couldn't sleep peacefully, so I simply got dressed and went to the ground, ready to make some breakfast.

No way, she's hungry again.

At this time, it's not good to wake up your neighbor Jiang Xia.

"I'll just cook myself some Gada soup, it shouldn't be difficult."

An Ning recalled Lin Cuihua's technique of making Gada soup, first boiling water.

The water was boiling on the side, and she began to make noodles.

The result is more water in a while, and more in a meeting.

I don't know how long she has been making peace with the noodles, in short, a mushy smell wafted out of the kitchen, An Ning's frightened hands trembled, and the very sticky dough fell to the ground with a chirp, and the backs of her palms and hands were full of slimy batter.

At this time, tranquility is like an ant on a hot pot, taking care of the left side and not the right.

In the end, she had to use her slimy hands to save the blackened pot.

The lid of the pot for boiling water, when An Ning lifted it, a puff of white smoke rose for a few minutes.

"Ahem-ahem——-"

"Bump!"

The sound of the door being slammed open.

Jiang Xia rushed in from the outside shirtless, barefoot, and with a pair of pants all over his body.

"Oh my god, get out of here—quick—ah——-"

There was another bump, accompanied by Jiang Xia's screams, An Ning saw him step on the dough on the ground, and the whole person lay on the ground.

An Ning squatted down very uneasily, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, there is less smoke in the lower places." ”

Jiang Xia, who was lying on the ground, felt the batter on the ground and the smoke in front of him, and suggested very pertinently: "Comrade An Ning, please don't dabble in such things as cooking in the future, okay?" ”

An Ning Nunu mouthed, not very reluctantly, and said: "I'm just a hand, just practice." ”

"Nope! Don't insist, others will waste food at most when they practice, you are wasting your life! ”

"Listen to me, give up."

Jiang Xia persuaded bitterly, and An Ning snorted arrogantly: "I don't!" ”

The two naïve people chatted in an extremely strange posture.

"Okay, you're the boss, you have the final say, now please allow me, the little brother, it's always okay to clean up the mess and clean up the battlefield, right?"

"Well,,,,,, that's right."

An Ning got up with a weak heart, covered his mouth and nose and ran out.

Being peaceful outside, smelling the pungent smell in the air, makes my heart even more empty.

"No wonder you can come here so quickly, this smoke is a bit big."

"It's strange, the failure to build weapons is not so smoky!"

(End of chapter)