no way

Chapter 43

After New Year's Day, Zhang Cong ate a full stomach of sweet and sour pork ribs.It may be that Zhou Pingnan's craftsmanship is too good, Zhang Cong has a good mouth, and he has been refurbished every year in the Gregorian calendar. He has become more and more angry with Yan Jianghe.

Yan Jianghe went to Feng's hometown for breakfast as usual.He's not particularly licking his face, he always picks up something.Today I brought two bags of soy milk and three big pies.

When he entered the door, Zhang Cong was putting pimple soup on the table, three bowls were set out.

"Is Sister Yang here?" Yan Jianghe asked as he pulled the ring of his clothes.

"Here we come." As soon as he finished speaking, Sister Yang came out of the bathroom in response.She held a steaming towel in her hand, "Eat first, don't be late for work and school, Mr. Feng woke up, I'll wipe his face."

"I'll put your bowl here first, and if it gets cold later, you can reheat it." Zhang Cong said, and took out a large bowl from the kitchen, and put one of the bowls of pimple soup upside down.

Sister Yang said "Hey" and walked quickly to Feng's old house in small steps.

Yan Jiang was overjoyed. He put the things in his hand on the table, pulled over a bowl of pimple soup and said, "This is mine. The old man must not be able to eat this stuff."

Zhang Cong glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and sat down to eat without making a sound.

Yan Jianghe took out the pie soymilk he brought, and put it aside for comparison, it paled in comparison anyway, and it was not up to the mark at all.Look at the pimple soup, which is also mixed with egg flowers, fungus and green vegetables, which is very fragrant.

Yan Jianghe couldn't help asking: "Sister Yang did it?"

"..." Zhang Cong drank soy milk, "No."

"Didn't you say you can't do complicated things?" Yan Jianghe was surprised again, and he stared at Zhang Cong.

But Zhang Cong often surprised him, good or bad.There are too many.

Zhang Cong said expressionlessly: "Is this thing complicated? Get some dough and pinch it and throw it into the pot..."

"Okay, stop." Yan Jianghe hurriedly stopped him, "Master Chef Xiao Chuancong, stop talking nonsense."

Don't blame Yan Jianghe, for him, his culinary skills are only at the peak of cooking a pot of noodles, and then throwing in two pieces of sausage.As for whether the noodles are smooth or not, it is a later story, it is definitely possible if they are soft.

Zhang Cong was almost choked by the compliment of "Master Chef's little murmur". He looked down at Yan Jianghe, and concluded in his mind that Yan Jianghe's nerves had begun to twist today.

The two sat face to face, filling their stomachs quickly.After eating, Yan Jianghe went into the room and glanced at Mr. Feng. When he came out, he picked up the schoolbag on Zhang Cong's bed and threw it on him: "Go, I'll go to school with you."

Zhang Cong put his schoolbag on his back and turned to look at the remaining pies on the table.He remembered the old man talking about the "wife sugar cake" in his dream, so he thought about going to the vegetable market after school.My wife definitely doesn't have it. Sugar cakes should be sold-thin skin, brown sugar filling.

After closing the door, Zhang Cong followed Yan Jianghe down the stairs, and when they reached the bottom, Zhang Cong was stunned.

Tang Fuxing held two bags of steamed stuffed buns in his hand and stood downstairs gnawing hot air from his mouth: "Zhang Cong, I... hey?"

Tang Fuxing was obviously surprised when he saw Yan Jianghe: "Brother Yan? Why did you come out with Zhang Cong?"

"..." Zhang Cong walked over, "What are you doing here?"

Tang Fuxing looked at Zhang Cong: "Wait for you to go to school together."

Zhang Cong: "..."

Zhang Cong knew why Tang Fuxing blocked him at the door of his house early in the morning.After all, the grandson's leg has been raised smoothly, and he forgot the pain before the scab fell off. This is meddling again, trying to drag Zhang Cong, afraid that Zhang Cong will not let go of his thoughts on dealing with Liu Enming.

Zhang Cong did not let go.He's such a jerk, he can't let it go.

"Let's go together when you come." Yan Jianghe walked over, "Get in the car together, and I will go to school with you two."

"That's great! There's still a car to sit in!" Tang Fuxing was immediately happy, and followed up.Zhang Cong didn't even have eyes to look.

"I brought it for you." Tang Fuxing handed Zhang Cong a bag of buns.

"I've eaten." Zhang Cong said, without picking it up.

"Okay." Tang Fuxing looked at Yan Jianghe again, "Brother Yan, have you eaten yet?"

"Huh?" Yan Jianghe turned his head and smiled, "I ate it, and I ate it with Zhang Cong."

"Ah." Tang Fuxing was stunned for a moment, "No, you guys..."

The last time Yan Jianghe said that Zhang Cong had a fever and wanted to help him ask for leave, he thought it was amazing, but he didn't have the nerve to ask in detail that day.

Yan Jianghe unlocked the car: "Get in the car."

When the three of them got into the car, Yan Jianghe said again: "I am also a doctor, and the old man upstairs is my master."

Tang Fuxing's eyes widened, and he forgot to eat the buns. He sighed, "What kind of fate is this!"

"Really." Yan Jianghe rubbed his hands, turned on the ignition and waited for the car to warm up, "I think so too. My master turned out to be Zhang Cong's grandfather."

Tang Fuxing wanted to sigh again, when Zhang Cong beside him moved.Zhang Cong suddenly pulled the unopened bag of buns in Tang Fuxing's hand.

So Tang Fuxing gave up sighing and turned to stare at Baozi: "Didn't you eat it?"

"What's wrong with eating it?" Zhang Cong frowned, opened the bag and bit a bun.

Tang Fuxing was speechless.After all, he understands a truth very well-you can continue to eat after eating.

"Hey." Yan Jianghe laughed all at once.He glanced at Zhang Cong from the rearview mirror and really enjoyed eating.

On this course, Zhang Cong ate the buns absently.He could still look at Yan Jianghe from the gap between the driver and co-pilot just by raising his eyes.Can't see too much, one sideburn, half-pull side face, and the tip of the nose with the morning light.

"What are you looking at?" Tang Fuxing scolded Zhang Cong, and said in a low voice, "I've been in a daze since just now."

"I didn't see anything." Zhang Cong quickly ate the remaining two buns in the bag.I'm full.

There is a traffic jam on the road today, and the time is late.Why was Yan Jiang late? Zhang Cong and Tang Fuxing had just got off the car. Before Tang Fuxing could say goodbye, he turned around and rode away.

Tang Fuxing was sprayed with car exhaust. He held his breath for ten seconds and walked into the school gate before looking at Zhang Cong.

Tang Fuxing hesitated, but still said to Zhang Cong: "Go to school on the first day of the new year, don't make trouble."

Zhang Cong pursed his upper lip, and stuffed the clean plastic bag into Tang Fuxing's hand: "Don't worry, it's fine."

"No." Tang Fuxing stared at the oil-stained plastic bag in his hand, "Why didn't you throw it in the trash can when you passed by just now?"

Zhang Cong turned around and glanced at him lightly: "Forgot."

Tang Fuxing: "..."

Tang Fuxing could only take a dozen steps back, threw the plastic bag away, rubbed his hands on his trousers, and then walked back.

Zhang Cong saw that Tang Fuxing's face seemed to have gained weight again, and now he no longer had a double chin, so he couldn't count how many layers he could count.He's just a dim sum gyro, he's been worrying about all day long, and he didn't make any offal when he fucked/put it into the dog's stomach.

Zhang Cong lowered his eyes, his mind was confused, and his mood was affected. Somehow, he remembered the bag of clothes that Yan Jianghe bought for him.At that time in the car, a large bag was pressing on his legs, which was quite heavy.

Yan Jianghe was still acting as a demon at that time, what did he tell himself?

Yan Jianghe asked him to put his shoes on his head...intentionally to offend him and asked him if he was moved...that he deserved a beating...

Zhang Cong suddenly found that he remembered very clearly.

Tang Fuxing came over: "Let's go."

Oh, Yan Jianghe even asked him "thank you".

Zhang Cong reached out and patted Tang Fuxing's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Thank you." After he finished speaking, he went straight on.

Zhang Cong's voice was already deep, so when he spoke in such a low-pitched manner, it sounded like a "serious" feeling in a trance.

Tang Fuxing: "..."

Tang Fuxing's feet were stiff and he had difficulty walking.He poked in place, turned his head to look at the trash can not far away, and then looked up at the sky.

It's day and night.Because of throwing a plastic bag, Zhang Cong thanked him with this wild accent?

Tang Fuxing muttered in horror: "Fuck, are you crazy?"

He turned his head again and found that Zhang Cong was gone.The fat man has a big heart and a fat body, and he immediately forgot about the ghost in broad daylight, and said, "Damn, don't wait for me, I'm going to be late, I'm going to be late..."

There is nothing new when I come back on New Year's Day. The students still get their heads slumped as soon as they start class, as if they have taken cockroach medicine.After class, he was elated, and the classroom was basically better than Huajieniaoshi.

The bell rang during the big class break, and everyone scattered, and went outside to drink the cold wind and play lively.

Zhang Cong closed the math book and stood up from his seat.He went out through the back door and went directly to the bathroom at the end of the second shift.Coming out of the toilet, Zhang Cong happened to meet Liu Enming coming in.

How could Zhang Cong have the public morality to agree to the "three urgencies of people", so Liu Enming could only hold back his urine.

Without saying a word, Zhang Cong stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Liu Enming's neck, leading him out.

Liu Enming was startled, his face changed color: "Zhang Cong, what are you doing!"

Zhang Cong ignored it, and dragged Liu Enming to squeeze hard. Liu Enming couldn't struggle, and his voice trembled: "I've beaten someone! I've beaten someone!"

There were a few classmates passing by, but everyone was rushing to practice. Besides, Liu Enming was not usually very pleasant, and Zhang Cong's reputation had always been bad.

Zhang Cong took Liu Enming away just like that, and he could vaguely hear the classmates' comments behind him: "Should I tell the teacher?"

"Crazy, be careful that Zhang Cong turns around and beats you up too."

"Yes, I can't do it because of Liu Enming."

"..."

There is a small balcony in the corner of the teaching building, surrounded by iron railings, and there are a few drink bottles scattered on the ground, and there must be cigarette butts hidden inside.Zhang Cong came over with Liu Enming in his arms and kicked out a Coke bottle.The body of the tin bottle hit the railing, deflated with a bang, and then bounced off the wall, splashing non-bubbling cola water all over the place.

"You, what do you want to do?" Liu Enming took two steps back.

Zhang Cong: "If you're afraid, why fight back?"

What he said was a direct admission that he was the one who frightened Liu Enming at that time.

"I knew it was you!" Liu Enming also understood, and suddenly howled.

"You know it's me, so why didn't you come at me?" Zhang Cong took out a fruit knife from his pocket, threw it at Liu Enming's feet, and fell to the ground loudly.

Zhang Cong smiled: "Don't play dirty tricks, I'm right here, you take it and come at me."

Liu Enming's whole body trembled suddenly, and he stared at Zhang Cong's face, not thinking that Zhang Cong was joking.

"Don't dare?" Zhang Cong approached Liu Enming, and dragged Liu Enming to him, "If you don't dare, just get beaten, don't say I didn't give you a chance."

After Zhang Cong finished speaking, Liu Enming shook his head and toes, of course he didn't dare, his legs were weak from fright now, and he just wanted to run away quickly.

The radio on the playground is very loud, and it is time to start doing exercises.

The dog jumped over the wall when he was in a hurry.Liu Enming is more anxious than a dog.He didn't know where he got the strength from, and suddenly he mustered all his strength and slammed into Zhang Cong hard!

Zhang Cong reacted quickly, he sideways dodged, and Liu Enming fell to the ground.And Zhang Cong flashed so fast, his body also staggered.His upper body was tilted, and all the mobile phone and keys fell out of the pockets of his cotton-padded jacket, and they clung to the ground to Liu Enming's feet.

Liu Enming really didn't know how to kick the ball. He quickly got up from the ground, kicked the one in the way, and even kicked Zhang Cong's key and cell phone out.

The mobile phone and keys were stuck to the ground and fell back from the gap under the railing.

The radio on the playground got louder.Zhang Cong couldn't even hear the sound of them falling, he only heard the broadcast: "The third set of national broadcast gymnastics for middle school students, let your ideals fly, start now."

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Merry Christmas everyone, love you guys.Comparing