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Chapter 49 Gift

Zhao Zhongxiang was still so young at that time. Qiu Huoming was a little sad. In his era, he had passed away due to illness. For the children who grew up listening to his "Animal World", his voice has been engraved deep in their memory.

I was just thinking about...

Gu Xiaoran suddenly poked his arm. He turned his head and looked over. Under the dim light, the little girl's face was flushed.

"Thank you for the gift."

"You're so polite all of a sudden. I'm a little scared."

Gu Xiaoran rolled his eyes at him.

Seeing that she had nothing else to say, Qiu Huoming withdrew his gaze and continued to look at the TV in front of him. At the request of the guests staying in the hotel, the volume of the TV was turned up a little by the waiter.

At the same time, Gu Xiaoran suddenly whispered, "Today, it's different." The voice was so small that it was drowned out by the sound of the TV...

The news broadcast at this time was not broadcast until after 9 o'clock in the evening. After watching it, the teachers and students of Wucheng Middle School were basically sleepy. After all, they got up too early in the morning, especially the students, who had a tiring day today, with both physical and mental labor.

Back on the third floor, Director Jiang took the washbasin and went to wash up, leaving Qiu Huoming and Sun Zili in the room.

Qiu Huoming took off his coat and prepared to lie down in bed.

Sun Zili sat by the window, looking at the dark night sky outside the window. He suddenly asked quietly, "You must have done very well in the exam this time. I really envy you. Unlike me, they said they wouldn't blame me, but they would definitely criticize me when they get back..."

What Qiu Huoming hates most in his life is people who speak in a sarcastic tone, especially men. He touched the goose bumps on his arms.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Sun Zili simply turned his head and stared at Qiu Huoming and asked:

"Your grades are really good. Did Teacher Cheng often tutor you after school?"

Qiu Huoming got angry immediately. Who was this implying?

"The exam is over, give me back my review materials!" Qiu Huoming straightened up and said loudly.

Sun Zili showed a trace of panic on his face, "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't take your review materials."

"I put a dollar in my review materials, just give it back to me!"

"You're talking nonsense. There's no money in it..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his face turned pale, his lips trembled, and then he simply fell silent.

Qiu Huoming snorted coldly, and the world finally became quiet.

After a while, the door was opened, and Director Jiang walked in with a washbasin in his hand. After putting the things back in their original places, he ordered, "Go to bed early tonight and go back to the county early tomorrow morning."

Qiu Huoming agreed and went straight into bed, casually taking out his homemade earplugs from under the pillow, "Then I'll go to sleep first."

Sun Zili on the other side looked at Director Jiang with some suspicion. He was not sure whether Director Jiang had heard the conversation between him and Qiu Huoming, but seeing Director Jiang's calm expression, it did not seem like he had heard it.

"I'm going to the bathroom and I'll go to bed when I come back."

Director Jiang nodded, "Well, go ahead."

Sun Zili felt relieved when he heard that his tone didn't seem to indicate that he hated him. He changed into slippers and walked out the door.

Director Jiang listened to his footsteps fading away and muttered, "He's young, but he's got a lot of tricks in his mind."

Then he glanced at Qiu Huoming who was sleeping soundly, "He is young, cunning... and... careless."

Then he sat down on the bed, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he pulled out a newspaper from the first floor of the guesthouse from his pocket and started reading...

Silent all night.

The next morning, Qiu Huoming was urged by his extremely precise biological clock to go to the toilet. When he came back, Director Jiang was already packing up.

"Go wash your face and brush your teeth. When you're done, pack your things and throw them in the car. After breakfast, we'll set off."

Director Jiang was in a good mood, probably because he was about to go home.

Qiu Huoming didn't have much stuff, so after washing up, he put on his coat and stuffed all his sleeping clothes into the bag, as well as his newly bought magazines and an empty military water bottle.

He carried his schoolbag and a bag and went downstairs "ding ding ding".

In the yard, Director Jiang was holding a cigarette and chatting and laughing with the gatekeeper. The car door next to them was open, and Teacher Cheng was hunched over and putting something in the car.

Qiu Huoming followed with the bag.

The bag was placed casually in the middle, since he probably occupied this position.

Teacher Cheng was probably carrying something for someone else, so there was one more package than before he came.

"Teacher Cheng, could you help me buy a portion of the bread from yesterday? I want to take it back for my sisters to eat." Qiu Huoming asked with a smile after putting down his things.

"Of course, I'll ask Xiaoran, she seems to want one too."

After all, they have been together for so long that Teacher Cheng has changed to a more intimate way of calling them by their names.

After a while, Gu Xiaoran came down with a backpack on her back. She seemed to be in a good mood. "You all are coming down?"

As she spoke, she threw her backpack into the car and closed her door.

Teacher Cheng asked, "Huo Ming wants to buy some bread to take back. Do you want some?"

"Yes, how much is it? I'll give it to you."

"Don't worry, wait until the bill is paid."

Sun Zili finally appeared in the lobby on the first floor. Director Jiang coughed and said, "I've been waiting for you. Put the food in the car and we'll go eat."

Sun Zili trotted a few steps and put the things on the passenger seat.

During breakfast, Teacher Cheng asked Sun Zili if he wanted to bring bread for the sake of fairness. He shook his head and said, "I don't like that."

Breakfast was still soy milk and fried dough sticks, with a few rice dumplings added. "This is a local specialty, you guys try it." After introducing it, Director Jiang took the lead and put one in his bowl and started eating.

Qiu Huoming also picked up one. The rice dumpling was fried and the skin was golden. It looked delicious.

The dumpling skin made a crunchy sound when he bit into it, but the inside was soft and glutinous, with plenty of fillings. He tasted diced pork belly, tofu, dried shrimps, and yam flour...

"good to eat."

"I know what's good. This chef has great skills and the taste is still the same as before."

Director Jiang looked intoxicated after eating.

Teacher Cheng took some time to bring back two bags of bread and gave them to Qiu Huoming and Gu Xiaoran.

"Thank you, teacher. How much is it?" Qiu Huoming asked first.

Teacher Cheng smiled and said, "It's my treat, as a reward for you. Let's go, have you finished eating?"

Qiu Huoming drank the remaining soy milk in one breath and said, "I'm done."

He picked up the bread and got into the car with Gu Xiaoran. He still sat in the middle of the back seat, with Gu Xiaoran on his left and Teacher Cheng on his right.

After a while, Sun Zili, who looked unhappy, also got on the car.

Director Jiang went to the front desk to get the order, put his bag under his arm, and got into the car with a teacup in one hand, "Check if the door is closed?"

"It's closed." Teacher Cheng replied.

"Then... let's go home!" Director Jiang put down the teacup and stuffed the small bag next to his butt.

The car drove through the gate of the guesthouse and headed towards the street.

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We still passed the overpass. The morning air was fresh. Streams of bicycles merged with each other on both sides of the road. The occasional buses that stopped were crowded.

This place is both lively and desolate. Qiu Huoming finally found such an adjective in his mind.

Continue to work on Saturday, (tired...)