An Jing looked at An Ran and the roasted sausage in front of her, her brows furrowed.

An Ran took the roast sausage in the boss's hand, saw him like this and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Enron didn't speak.

She asked, "Do you want to eat?" ”

After speaking, she took a bite into the grilled sausage in her hand, the meat was full and juicy, and the meat was juicy when she bit down, tender and full of flavor. The taste on the tip of the tongue blends with the sweetness of the sauce, and the slight spicy and sour flavor is intertwined with the meaty aroma, awakening the desire of the taste buds.

She instantly felt the heat wave in her mouth, and the rich smoky smell spread in her mouth, making people want to take a second bite.

It's no wonder that when people are not satisfied, they can be cured by food for a short time.

An Jing originally didn't want to eat, and was a little afraid of getting dirty, but when he saw An Ran taking one bite after another, he was very satisfied, and the ghost made God change his mind, "Eat." ”

He stretched out his hand, ready to pick up another uneaten roast sausage in An Ran's hand.

An Ran's hand quickly moved to the side, "This is someone else's, you have to buy it yourself." ”

An Jing was speechless, "Who?" More important than me? ”

Enron thought, "Everyone is more important than you." ”

But he said, "First come, first come, you know?" ”

Turning her head, she looked at the owner of the frying stall again, "Boss, another grilled sausage, he pays." ”

She motioned to her boss to look at An Jing beside her.

"Okay." The boss asked An Jing with a smile, "Does the little handsome guy eat spicy?" ”

An Jing reluctantly replied, "Eat." ”

If it weren't for Enron helping him ask the boss to make a new grilled sausage, he wouldn't have wanted it.

The boss cut An Jing's grilled sausage and threw it into the oil to fry, then took out four rice cakes from the pot, "Little girl, do you want to brush the rice cakes with tomato sauce or chili sauce?" ”

"Two chili sauce...... "An Ran eats chili peppers herself, but she is not sure whether Shi Jian likes tomato sauce or chili sauce, so she hesitated for a while.

When she hesitated, the boss asked, "What about the other two?" Tomato's? ”

Before An Ran could answer, An Jing rushed to answer, "Chili sauce." ”

"I haven't thought about it yet." An Ran glanced at An Jing, and said to the boss, "A chili pepper, a tomato." ”

Since you're not sure, you're all right!

Adults don't make choices.

"You're also for someone else?" An Jing saw it, and An Ran didn't plan to invite him to eat.

He originally wanted to say how she had eaten so many rice cakes by herself, and now she asked her boss to smear the sauce to eat, and she definitely didn't eat it herself.

He knew that Enron liked to eat tomatoes and didn't like tomato sauce.

When she was a child, every time the two went to McDonald's or KFC, she would ask him to ask the waiter to get two more servings of chili sauce, and the fries were either plain or dipped in chili sauce.

The heat of the roasted sausage gradually spread throughout the body, warm and satisfied, and An Ran felt that his whole body was warmer.

Turning around, he wanted to hurry up to deliver grilled sausages and rice cakes to Shi Jian, but An Jing saw that she was leaving, and hurriedly said, "Where are you going?" ”

"Go find a friend."

"Wait a minute." An Jing took out the money from his pocket and asked the boss, "How much is it in total?" ”

"Five pieces of roasted sausages, five cents of rice cakes." The boss quickly reported, "A total of two pieces of five." ”

An Jing looked at the money in his hand, the smallest was fifty, and he was about to take it out to the boss, but the boss smiled and said, "Little handsome guy, do you have any change, you give me fifty, I will pour all the change to you, and I will have no money to find someone else later." ”

An Jing shook his head, "The rest is a hundred." ”

The eyes of the owner of the frying stall kept drifting to An Ran, "Little girl, you pay him the money, and then he will scatter the money and let him pay you back." ”

An Ran picked it again, and he didn't pay An Jing for two yuan and five, and the most important thing was that this person gave her two thousand on the weekend.

So he changed his hand to the half-eaten grilled sausage, took out a neat stack of banknotes from his pants pocket, and handed it to An Jing, "Take five yuan yourself!" ”

An Jing couldn't hold back his heart, "If you give me a few more pieces, will you die?" ”

"No, it won't." An Ran shook his head, "But you don't want so much." ”

Give you money, I'll be heartbroken!

An Jing complained about her, but her actions were honest, and she really only took a sheet of five yuan and handed it to the boss.

"I'm leaving, you wait slowly." At this time, there were a lot of people at the frying stall, and the oil smoke was also heavy, so Enron didn't want to wait any longer.

An Jing was very unhappy, looked at the half-fried rice cakes and grilled sausages in the oil pot, and then looked at An Ran, "Who are you going to, what are you going to do?" ”

"Find my classmates, tutoring."

"Can't you wait for me?"

"You take the car back, we ride back, what's the use of together?" Enron went farther and farther.

Hua Zhan came out of the school and saw An Jing standing in front of the fried car, looking at An Ran's back silently, "Why didn't your sister wait for you?" ”

"Little handsome guy, your fried oil is ready, pack it or eat it here?" The owner of the frying stall asked at the right time.

"Let's pack it." An Jing glanced around and found that there were several classmates, including girls, who were embarrassed to eat these in front of everyone.

"Okay." The boss quickly took out a disposable lunch box from the side and put the grilled sausages and rice cakes that An Ran ordered for him into it.

Hua Zhan watched from the sidelines, "You just buy so much, is it enough to eat?" ”

An Jing glanced at him, "What, do you want to eat?" ”

Hua Zhan usually doesn't eat much of these, and if he wants to eat them, he is too embarrassed to admit directly, "Is it delicious?" ”

An Jing said speechlessly, "I haven't eaten it again, how do I know?" ”

Hua Zhan encouraged him, "You can taste it now!" ”

An Jing grinded his teeth, "Believe it or not, Lao Tzu can stuff it directly in your mouth." ”

The two of them are outstanding in height and appearance, and the classmates who are waiting to buy fried oil next to them silently pay attention to them, whether they know them or not.

It's the owner of the fried stall who is busy with his hands quickly, and he doesn't forget to listen to their chat.

He handed the packaged fried oil to An Jing and asked, "That little girl just now is your sister?" ”

An's head.

The boss laughed, "Your sister buys fried oil for others, and she won't buy it for you!" ”

When a student next to him heard this, he couldn't hold back his laughter.

An Jing couldn't laugh a little, so she could only find herself under the stairs, "Didn't she give me money?!" ”

"Yes! To give you money is to buy it for you! The boss withdrew his hand with a smile, turned his head and asked Hua Zhan again, "Little handsome guy, what do you want to eat?" It's delicious, and you can know if you haven't tasted it. ”

Hua Zhan hesitantly looked at the neat ingredients on the stainless steel food plate in front of the dining car, "What is that?" ”

He asked, pointing to skewers that looked like they didn't know what kind of meat they were.

"Treasure in the palm of your hand!" The boss replied.

"What about this?"

"Chicken skewers."

"Where's this?"

"Lamb skewers."

"Where's this?"

"Fish balls."

"This ......"

"Young man, don't ask, the other classmates are waiting, it's all delicious, don't worry!" The boss was a little impatient when asked, "This side of the meat eater, the vegetarian side." ”

Hua Zhan turned his head and saw that the classmates waiting in line around him were all looking at him, and he felt very embarrassed, so he quickly said, "Four skewers of mutton, two skewers of fish balls, and the others are the same as him." ”

He pointed to An Jing next to him, "He pays!" ”

Anjing Bengbu wanted to scold, "You pay for it yourself!" ”

"Your eldest young master has so much pocket money, what's wrong with inviting me to eat a few fried oil?"

"No, please!" An Jing refused indifferently, "If you want to eat, you can buy it yourself." ”

"I'll go! You're too stingy, aren't you? "Because An Jing has a lot of pocket money, he is usually more generous to his friends, not to mention Huazhan's good play.

Sometimes on weekends, everyone goes out to KTV, plays board games, skates or something, An Jing never cares about the money, and today I don't want to invite these strings of fried, Huazhan is shocked, "Where did your money go?" ”

"It's your business!"

An Jing took the fried oil packed in his hand, turned around and walked outside, I don't know why, looking at Hua Zhan's surprised face, the depression he had just suffered from An Ran in his heart was finally alleviated.

After getting into the family's private car and eating the first bite of the grilled sausage, the outer layer of crispy skin erupted in his mouth with a slight clicking sound, releasing an enticing aroma, and he couldn't stop eating.

"No wonder there are so many people queuing up every day." An Jing sat in the back seat of the car, eating grilled sausages one bite after another, and reluctantly looked out the window at the popular fried stall not far away.

The joy of his eating, the alluring aroma also hooked the driver in the front seat,

"It's so fragrant, is this delicious, young master?"

"It's okay." An Jing replied restrainedly, "If you want to eat, I'll bring it to you next time." ”

"Thank you, young master, I'll just ask." The driver said happily, "These are all things that you children like to eat, we don't want them." ”

"There are also adults who buy it." An Jingsan finished eating the grilled sausage in two bites, only to feel that he was still unsatisfied, and took out a string of fried rice cakes from the packing box, "Uncle Zhang, open the car window to breathe." ”

"Let's open it again after eating, there is ash." The driver who drove for An Jing has been serving Anjia for several years, and he is familiar with An Jing and An Ran, he is not tall, has a kind face, and has a good temper.

"Okay." An nodded, "Don't tell my mom that I eat at a roadside stall." ”

The outer skin of the fried rice cake is golden and crispy, An Jing looked at it for a while, and when he bit it gently, it made a pleasant clicking sound, and when chewing, the rice cake inside the fried rice cake was soft and delicate, forming a perfect contrast with the crispy skin on the outside, releasing a unique magic in his mouth.

"Why is it so delicious?!" An Jing was amazed in his heart.

"Young Master, do you want to wait for Young Master Huazhan?" The driver saw Huazhan coming from a distance.

An Jing's attention was completely on the rice cake, and he couldn't reply to him in time, so he couldn't help but ask again, "Young master?" ”

"Huh?"

"Young Master Huazhan is here."

"Let him come up." An Jing immediately remembered the six skewers of fried oil that Huazhan bought more than him!

……

When I got home safely.

When Mrs. Ann saw her enter the house, she beckoned to her and asked her to sit down beside her.

"Mom!" An Ran put her schoolbag aside and sat down beside her.

"Mrs. Wei came to my house for afternoon tea today, you know her son, right?"

"I know, Aunt Wei's son goes to school in Los Angeles and is 13 years old today." An Ran quickly remembered that at the last banquet, Mrs. Wei introduced to her, and specifically mentioned that Mrs. Wei had a very good son in Los Angeles.

Mrs. Wei had two sons in total, and this son in Los Angeles was the eldest son.

Mrs. Wei's husband, Mr. Wei, usually spends two-thirds of the year doing business in Los Angeles, and Mrs. Wei takes care of her younger son alone in China, and the eldest son follows her husband to live and go to school in Los Angeles.

"Yes, that's him." Mrs. An put down the fashion magazine in her hand, turned her head to look at An Ran who was sitting on the sofa, "When you come down for dinner, hide your hair for me." ”

It seems that she still can't accept An Ran's new hairstyle, and stopping her at this time is really a desire to share.

An Ran nodded, indicating that he understood.

Mrs. An continued, "Mrs. Wei's son has recently set his own alarm clock before going to bed, going to bed at about 10:30, getting up at 3:50 a.m., calling a car to swim from 4:45 to 6:30, and then calling his own car home and taking the school bus to school, and calling his dad to pick him up when he returns, because the 15-minute ride costs more than 30 dollars, and he thinks it is expensive." ”

"Mrs. Wei's son is really self-disciplined." An Ran pretended to be surprised and complimented.

"There is self-discipline to be free." Mrs. An raised her head slightly and raised her chin to look at her, "Otherwise, why is Mrs. Wei's eldest son so good?" Not all people have the same good fortune as you have. ”

Mrs. Wei's eldest son, who is 13 years old this year, is already one of the top few junior swimmers in the United States, and when Mrs. An introduced herself, she highlighted that the teenager had just won a gold medal in a national competition last week.

Although Mrs. Wei has been modestly saying at the time: "I don't care much about my son, his father is busy every day, and he can't take care of it anymore, he takes care of himself, sometimes I think this baby is a bit of a cow, maybe it's an illusion, because many times he makes me crazy." ”

But everyone can feel the joy and joy on their faces.

Words can deceive, but physical reactions cannot. This Mrs. Wei is very proud of her eldest son.

I'm good because I'm lucky, and others are good because I'm super self-disciplined and hardworking?

The adoptive mother will still erase her efforts as always.

An Ran sat on the sofa and asked Mrs. An curiously, "Does he really like swimming?" ”

Otherwise, if a person gets up so early, what strength does he rely on to support him?

"I like it, although the swim is average." Mrs. An thought about what Mrs. Wei told her today, and replied, "He has not yet reached complete self-discipline in my heart. ”

That is, you need your child to be as precise and emotionally stable as a robot.

Why don't you give birth to a robot?

Enron complained silently.

"What is the purpose of telling me this?"

"There's no purpose, it's just to tell you."

"It's strange, what I say has no purpose, and when I don't do well, you just say that I told you excellent examples, can't you learn it? Stupid and not stupid like you?! ”

An Ran slandered in her heart, and she was torn between the two lives, of course she understood Mrs. An's thoughts and some of the logic of doing things. 1314 (End of chapter)