Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

Following Jiuli into the Shen family's home, there was a tall jujube tree in the corner of the yard. It was now full of fruits. According to the season, it was concluded that they should be winter jujubes. There was a set of stone tables and chairs under the tree. It would have been very romantic in summer.

The layout was similar to that of their own home, so the two sat down in the living room, took out their exercise books and started doing their homework.

The housewife skillfully brewed two cups of milk tea, placed them aside quietly, and then retreated quietly. She only looked at Qiao Ran with eyes that gave the illusion that a mother-in-law was becoming more and more satisfied with her son-in-law, while thinking about reporting to the host family.

The two of them were talking to each other in low voices, but they were getting closer and closer, almost touching each other.

"Come back after dinner?" After finishing the homework, the clock had already pointed to ten o'clock. Jiuli looked at the time and pulled Qiao Ran.

"Isn't it a bit too bad?" Qiao Ran was nervous.

"What's wrong with that? How can I let you go back hungry?" Jiuli pushed Qiao Ran onto the sofa. "It's all ready. Eat before you go back. You have to get up early tomorrow."

"Then I'll listen to you," Qiao Ran felt a headache when he thought about getting up early tomorrow to catch the bus. The weather was getting colder and colder.

"That's more like it," Jiuli smiled with satisfaction.

Qiao Ran finished his meal, said goodbye, and then went back next door.

Lying on the bed and thinking about tonight's dinner, the corners of his mouth curled up subconsciously. To a certain extent, he could be considered to have entered the realm of mastery. He fell asleep while daydreaming.

I had a good dream last night. When I woke up, it was already seven o'clock. I hurried downstairs with my schoolbag. Fortunately, the schoolbag was packed, otherwise I would have been in a mess.

A black private car with the license plate number Yan A6998 was already waiting downstairs for Qiao Ran. When Qiao Ran came in, he felt warm and had a breakfast in his hand, which was a potato pancake.

"Good morning, how long have you been waiting for me here?" Qiao Ran took it and took a look, his eyes full of smiles, "Is it potato pancakes?"

"I just came here and waited a short while. My aunt made it. She grated the potatoes and put them into a paste of eggs and flour, then fried them slowly over low heat. If you don't like potatoes, you can eat a few more bites of this crispy and charred dish." Jiuli closed the book and explained.

"How do you know my preferences?" Qiao Ran was stunned. He felt the potato pancake in his hand was a little hot, so he took a bite.

"You rarely eat it, so it tastes better while it's hot." Jiuli said, and told the uncle driving in front to drive faster.

"Remember to wear a coat these days. The weather is a bit cold." After getting off the car, Qiao Ran unconsciously wrapped his coat tightly.

"Remember," Jiuli quickly put on the scarf.

"Can you go back to the classroom and help me collect the homework?" Qiao Ran reached out and straightened Jiuli's scarf, while pressing down her hat.

"Okay, then remember to come up early. I'll go upstairs first." Jiuli said, and went upstairs with two schoolbags.

I watched Jiuli's figure disappear in the teaching building, and then I parked the car in the wind. My heart was warm. There will definitely be hot soup to drink when I go upstairs. I wonder what it will be this time?

Jiuli walked into the classroom, took a quick look, wrote a few big words on the blackboard with chalk, and handed in her English homework.

At the same time, he knocked on the blackboard and leaned lazily on the podium waiting. The booklets in front of him kept increasing. He estimated that most of them had been submitted, so Jiuli put them on Qiao Ran's desk.

He sat down quietly, supporting his forehead with one hand while turning the pages of the book.

Fang Hui listlessly placed her English homework on Qiao Ran's desk. A hint of envy flashed in her eyes, but she knew that she and Chen Xun were not a match at all, and her eyes were red.

"Thank you for your hard work, Jiuli." Qiao Ran rushed back to the classroom when the morning self-study bell rang. Seeing the English homework on the desk, his heart was soaked in sugar water. "Leave it to me next."

"I won't hand in my homework for you." Jiuli said arrogantly.

"I'll do it," Qiao Ran patted Jiuli's shoulder, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

At lunch, Fang Hui, for the first time ever, pulled Lin Jiamo together. Qiao Ran looked at them and decided to eat with Jiuli. As for the original seats, only Chen Xun and Zhao Hua were left.

After dinner, Lin Jiamo went straight downstairs to watch Suning play basketball, but she had already figured out what she liked in two days.

"Hey, you and Fang Hui?" Qiao Ran and Jiuli held hands, pinching their fingers from time to time, having a lot of fun. He took a moment to pay attention to Chen Xun, "You haven't reconciled yet?"

Chen Xun, who was lying on the table and staring at Fang Hui's back, tilted his head and felt a headache. Why did he feel that Qiao Ran was showing off to him? What did he mean by not reconciling?

"She's just jealous. This shows that she cares about you. What do you know?" Chen Xun was stubborn and scratched his hair.

In fact, he didn't know what happened, but he didn't explain it when he went back that day. Who made him immersed in the things that Fang Hui cared about? Fang Hui seemed to be avoiding him these days.

Moreover, their relationship seemed to have suddenly returned to the state when they first met. Fang Hui was nice to everyone, but...

"Is that so?" Qiao Ran glanced at Chen Xun. You deserve to be single. "Then I won't bother you anymore. You can do whatever you want."

Don’t let his girlfriend die by then, he won’t care.

After saying that, he turned around and chatted with Jiuli.

"When I went to hand in my English homework today, I was told that the political teacher had asked for leave, so no one might attend the class tomorrow afternoon." Qiao Ran lowered his voice and told Jiuli the gossip.

"Politics teacher?" Jiuli blinked. She seemed to be the representative of the politics class? How could she not know? Well, there are no classes these two days!

"Yes, Teacher Hou said to ask the class representative to take a look. It's been cold recently and a lot of people have caught colds." Qiao Ran said with a smile.

"So you are just a messenger for me." Jiuli smiled and squeezed Qiao Ran's hand, "Eat more. Look how thin you are."

He knew in his heart that Jiuli was being nice to him, so he smiled gently.

"I'll listen to you. I promise to fatten myself up." However, their basketball team has a lot of things to do and he is also busy, so he can't gain weight.

When school was over, Fang Hui was the first to run out of the classroom, obviously avoiding Chen Xun. Chen Xun was furious and walked away with his schoolbag on his back. Shouldn't there be a limit to his anger? It's been two days! Is she going to ignore him? Is she going to draw a line?

I felt a dull pain in my chest just thinking about it, but there was nothing I could do. After school, I vented my emotions by playing basketball, and I played particularly well these two days.

After lunch the next day, Lin Jiamo left a message for Su Ning on the landline on the first floor, and then took Fang Hui back to the classroom.

"Next is Mr. Hou's geography class, and then it's politics. Don't be nervous." Qiao Ran teased.

"I'm not nervous," Jiuli smiled and said.

Nervous? That's impossible. It's just a class.

"That's fine. I'm looking forward to your performance. I'm sure you can do it." Qiao Ran encouraged Jiuli again.

"Okay, it's time for class." Jiuli pulled back the hand that Qiao Ran was holding and took out the geography book.

"Got it." Qiao Ran reluctantly let go of Jiuli's hand, sat down, took out the geography book and turned to the place he talked about last time.