Chapter 61: Feeding

Early in the morning on weekdays.

Public bathhouse.

Jiang Chanji didn't have the habit of taking a bath in the morning before, but now he comes to take a bath twice a day in the morning and enjoys the entire bathroom alone...... Even though it's not a men's bathroom.

Wenhua knew that there was no bathing equipment in the single room of the apartment building, she felt sorry for Jiang Chanji, and felt that it was too painful for a young "girl" to not be able to take a bath every day, and it was not a matter to scrub her body with cold water all day long, and she was easy to get sick, so she always urged Jiang Chanji to come over and take a bath.

Regarding the problem that Jiang Chanji always chooses to take a bath in the morning, she thinks that this child has never been to the public bathhouse before, and he is too shy.

Jiang Chanji got dressed and came out of the bathroom, his face flushed with heat.

It's a good thing to take a bath, and since he can take a hot bath regularly, he feels like even his skin is a lot whiter.

Zixuan had already carried her schoolbag and was ready to go.

"Here, the cake I baked yesterday will be eaten on the way with Zixuan. ”

Wen Hua smiled and handed a bag of homemade cakes to Jiang Chanji.

"It's not close to the school from here, so let's pad my stomach first. ”

Jiang Chanji was so moved that he was about to cry, Aunt Wenhua is so gentle, how good it would be if she could be reincarnated with such a mother!

Zixuan doesn't need to pad her stomach, she doesn't have a big appetite, and she prefers to eat the exquisite breakfast at school, so this bag of cake is for Jiang Chanji to eat, but considering his feelings, Wenhua still said that the two of them should take it with them on the way.

He habitually stretched out his right hand to pick up the cake bag, and his knuckles inadvertently touched Aunt Wenhua's hand, and he immediately hissed and inhaled, and his cheek muscles twitched.

"What's wrong?" Wenhua asked with concern.

Zixuan rolled her eyes, "Why do you look weak, pretending to be pitiful and there are no more cakes!"

Jiang Chanji's fist fought last night, he was nervous and excited, after leaving the ruins, he didn't feel anything at first, but after returning home, his fist was faintly painful, his skin was red, and it hurt when he pressed it, and there may be soft tissue contusions.

My skin didn't red this morning, but it still hurt a little when I pressed it.

He remembered the knowledge in the middle school textbook, the effect of force is mutual, it seems that strengthening the bones is really necessary, and it is still the case to beat an ordinary person, if it is replaced by a transcendent person or some animal that has awakened extraordinary power, he may not be able to please last night.

After returning home last night, he lay directly on the bed, anyway, he has no nightlife, no mobile phone, he will not play with his mobile phone until dawn like ordinary people, and live a super healthy life of sunset and sunrise every day, so for the time being, he doesn't have to worry about becoming bald due to increased strength.

If there is a bald head in the girls' school, no matter how disguised it is, it will be beaten out, right?

He didn't want Aunt Wenhua to worry, so he didn't tell the truth, he just said that his hand was accidentally bumped, and it was nothing - Aunt Wenhua might not be worried about him, but she would definitely worry about Zixuan, although they usually don't take that deserted road, but after all, it means that the road to and from school is not too peaceful.

In short, he doesn't plan to take that road again in the future, let alone take Zixuan with him.

"It's okay. ”

Wen Huaxin thought it was true, and smiled as Jiang Chanji began to take out the cake from the bag and eat it before he went out.

"How's the cake?

She asked expectantly.

"It's so delicious! Aunt Wenhua's craftsmanship is amazing!"

In fact, there is no need for Jiang Chanji to answer, his gobbling up already says everything.

The cake was quite dry, and she brought him a packet of Tetra Pak milk for him to drink as he walked.

"It's so delicious to watch Chan Ji eat," she laughed...... "It feels like you're feeding a puppy." ”

Especially seeing Jiang Chanji staring at the food with a greedy look, like a puppy wagging its tail pitifully with watery eyes and begging for food, it was difficult for her to turn a blind eye and unconsciously want to eat.

And this puppy can't get fat no matter how it is fed, so you can fully enjoy the fun of feeding.

"Don't eat it all, don't you have to pick up another child from school on the way? Wenhua reminded.

She heard her daughter mention Chen Yiyi, and knew that she was a very special child, and she was very motherly, and she inevitably felt pity for Chen Yiyi.

Jiang Chanji nodded, even if he was hungry, he would not eat alone driven by hunger.

"Ah, if the child wishes, invite her to play in the house. Wenhua said to Zixuan, "How about this weekend? I would like to meet her too." ”

Zixuan responded vaguely and rolled her eyes at Jiang Chanji.

Although the three of them go to and from school together every day, she and Chen Yiyi are not too familiar, and her speech is not as casual as talking to Jiang Chanji, most of the time she can't even see Chen Yiyi's existence, let alone how to open her mouth to invite, so she can only ask Jiang Chanji for help.

"Well, we'll tell her when we see her. ”

Jiang Chanji chewed the cake in his mouth and answered for Zixuan.

Knowing her daughter Mo Ruo's mother, Wenhua knows her daughter's character.

Although Zixuan often speaks coldly to others, and occasionally speaks a few poisonous words, this is not her true character. Because she has been skipping grades since she was a child, she has almost no experience with children of the same age, and she doesn't know how to get along with older children, so she can only hide her shyness with cold words, in fact, she also wants to make friends in her heart.

Wenhua saw it in his eyes, was anxious in his heart, and even regretted that he shouldn't have allowed Zixuan to skip a grade to study - society is so complicated, and he has learned a lot of knowledge, but he can't solve the problem of interpersonal relationships, wouldn't he become a nerd?

In modern society, people who can read are often not as good as people who can do things.

Wenhua doesn't expect her daughter to soar in the future, but at least she wants to live happily.

When she heard about Jiang Chanji and Chen Yiyi from her daughter, she was very glad that her daughter finally made friends, and they all sounded like good children, so she wanted to push them from behind to make their friendship stronger, which was a little selfishness of her mother.

"Okay, then please Chanji, I will prepare a lot of delicious food and drinks on the weekend, waiting for you to play. She laughed.

"Uh......" When Jiang Chanji heard this, his saliva was about to flow out, and he said politely: "Aunt Wenhua doesn't need to be too expensive, the focus is on quantity, not quality...... It doesn't matter if it's good or not, just enough to eat......"

Wenhua covered his mouth and smiled, "I won't break the bank, I make my own dim sum, not to buy it outside." ”

She is a standard good wife and mother, who is very good at home and abroad, and has a good cooking skills and a love of cooking, especially likes to bake Western pastries, but the child's father and her schedule are almost completely reversed, and her daughter's appetite is very small, and she is a picky eater like other children, so she suffers from having nowhere to show her skills.

It is rare to have such a child as Jiang Chanji who has a good appetite and is not picky eater, and she is happy to test her new skills on him - what makes her happiest is that no matter what kind of finished product she makes, he will eat very happily, and he will eat cleanly, and there is nothing left.

It wasn't a disguised, polite pleasure, but a love for food from the heart.

For example, yesterday's bag of baked cakes, after she baked it, she took it hot to her father who watched the bathhouse at night for supper, but when he tasted it, he frowned and said that he didn't like to eat sweet, and then pushed it aside and stopped eating it.

She gave it to her daughter who was studying, and Zixuan ate a few bites, but she didn't want to eat any more, firstly because she was not hungry, and secondly because her appetite might have been nourished by the cafeteria of Red Leaf Academy.

No matter what, her craftsmanship can't be compared with those famous chefs hired by the Red Leaf Academy, otherwise what kind of public bathhouse does she run, and it would be impossible to open a restaurant directly?

She tasted it herself, as the first baked pastry after a long war, the taste and texture were average, and the cakes sold in the cake shop outside were not far behind, or even slightly inferior, which made her very discouraged.

However, today she regained her confidence from Jiang Chanji - it's not that she doesn't bake well, it's just that some people don't know the goods!