Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

Jiang Hao: "You finally remembered me! You've been back for so long before you contacted me. I thought you were going to renege on your promise."

"No, I wouldn't forget all the help you've given me. You decide what we eat!"

"I've been super busy lately, but I have to go since you're treating. Let me find some recommendations."

"Row"

It wasn't until training ended at noon that Jiang Hao finally replied with his location.

Blizzard got a little excited when he saw the location: "This dumpling shop is a chain, it's super delicious, I was going to recommend it to you, have you eaten here before?"

After saying that, she seemed a little embarrassed, "It's delicious, but this time it's my treat, so you don't need to save me money."

Jiang Hao: "I got this place based on someone's recommendation! Sunday night."

"Row."

*

There is a half-day rest period after training on Sunday noon.

Someone invited her to go see a movie with Blizzard, but she declined and went to the cafeteria for a quick bite. She then went back, took a shower, watched some videos, and took a nap.

I slept so soundly, thinking that I didn't have to train in the afternoon.

I turn off the alarm as soon as it rings, and I'll definitely wake up in five more minutes.

Five minutes felt like an eternity; when I woke up, it was already dark outside.

I knock!

It was already 6:30, and Jiang Hao's missed calls and messages hadn't been checked yet, for fear of being scolded.

She quickly put on her clothes, grabbed her phone, her hair a mess like a chicken coop that had just been robbed by a weasel. She casually put on a hat and grabbed a comb, and only had time to comb her hair in the taxi.

After getting off the bus, I went straight to the dumpling restaurant.

The dumpling restaurant is quite large, and because the dumplings taste so good, there are no empty tables left due to the constant flow of customers.

Blizzard stood at the door, tiptoed, and glanced around, but didn't see Jiang Hao.

I picked up my phone to make a call, only to see a message from Jiang Hao saying she couldn't come.

Call back immediately.

"What do you mean by that? What do you mean by 'you can't come but I'm coming'? Am I treating ghosts?"

Jiang Hao: "No, didn't you see? I said..."

The sound was still coming from the receiver, but Blizzard could no longer hear it.

The face under the baseball cap looked so familiar that my brain automatically searched my memory, while my hearing temporarily stopped working.

He casually placed his hand on her shoulder and pulled her closer, encouraging her to stand a little further inside.

She was stunned as he pushed her a little further in.

He looks like a young Jiang Yang, the music teacher.

I once heard him say that he should have been studying at university in his hometown 20 years ago.

They probably just look alike.

Having reached a conclusion, I stopped thinking about it and obediently moved two steps inside.

"Sorry I'm blocking your way."

“No,” he said. “It’s windy and cold at the exit.”

That voice is so similar!

Compared to Jiang Yang's voice, her tone is just a bit brighter.

Blizzard was speechless for a moment. Could it be such a coincidence?

Then he blurted out, "What's your name?"

“Jiang Yang,” he replied with a smile.

……

Old friends reunite, but their ages, identities, and locations have changed.

What has changed is that she knows him, but he doesn't know her.

Once there are seats available at the restaurant, a single table will be set up.

Blizzard sat down first, intending to ask Jiang Hao what was going on, but then she saw him go to order food, so she had to lower her head and reply to the message.

Jiang Hao sent a message:

"Why are you suddenly silent?"

I called you this afternoon but you didn't answer, and the subsequent messages weren't sent.

"I wanted to tell you that something came up and I wanted to make plans another time, but then I remembered that Jiang Dashen helped me with my group assignment and I promised to treat him to a meal."

"I've been too busy lately, and I'm also working on a new research topic, so I really don't have time. It's not easy for you to come out, so you might as well treat him as if you're treating me!"

Blizzard is trying to sabotage us: "Aren't you afraid I won't recognize him and he'll be taken away by bad guys?"

"Don't worry, he's definitely the one who has the most charisma, if not the most handsome."

"What does it feel like?"

"It's the kind of situation where he won't take you away, but you still want to kidnap him."

"Was it really necessary to be so hasty?"

"I'm going to talk to you now, I have something to do. Love you, muah!"

It's hard to imagine that there was little communication between him and Jiang Hao after that incident in Anshan.

Their friendship quickly escalated from the initial "thank you" before the mock competition to the current casual gesture of him treating her to a meal.

The food is almost served, and if you leave now, wouldn't you look like a "food tout" at a dumpling restaurant?

Speak of Cao Cao and the wontons will arrive.

“Yours is made with fresh meat and shrimp,” Jiang Yang said.

This was something she often ate, and it was also the restaurant's signature dish. Jiang Yang ordered it without asking her what she wanted to eat, and Blizzard didn't find it strange.

"Thank you."

Blizzard has finally figured out what it means to be a familiar stranger.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, but the wontons hadn't done anything wrong.

I slept all afternoon and was starving.

She had already started eating, and Jiang Yang stood up again.

Sure enough, he took a clean small bowl and scooped out a few of his wontons and put them in.

It seems that her appetite has always been small since she was young.

In the past, Jiang Yang would treat her to a meal to thank her for her help, and she liked to tease him about it.

A man who is over 1.8 meters tall, in his late twenties and almost thirty, can eat anything from steak or black truffle onsen egg risotto to dumplings and noodles.

She was afraid of wasting food, so she ate it all.

Jiang Yang was never angry at her mockery. He would only order another serving after she finished eating and said it was delicious, but she always refused.

"I'm just trying it out; I can't finish it if I order more."

Jiang Yang wouldn't force her; he would just share a little more with her.

The portion sizes for a single person are not large to begin with, and whether it's noodles or steak, she really doubted whether he was full.

She didn't ask, but she knew that when she was full and patting her belly, she didn't forget to praise herself: "If it weren't for me, you would have wasted so much food."

As his thoughts returned, Blizzard, biting his chopsticks, asked him what kind of filling it was.

"Corn and fresh meat."

"Oh."

The one in his bowl looks more delicious.

I really want to try it.

Jiang Yang hadn't even started eating when he pushed the small bowl towards him. "You eat it."

Blizzard: "..."

She seemed to be bullying a child.

"That's not a good idea," she said, pushing it back.

"I can't eat it, it's a waste."

Blizzard is still undecided.

He seemed to have prepared his explanation beforehand: "The *Yuewei Caotang Notes* says that those who waste grains are reincarnated as earthworms, loosening the soil for three years as atonement."

He pushed the small bowl closer again, saying, "Consider it as helping me accumulate some merit."

That sound so familiar.

Jiang Yang, her former music teacher, hesitated and made excuses before finally eating the food she wanted to try. Afterwards, he boasted about it and confirmed what she had said.

"If a grain of rice sticks to the bottom of the bowl, I'll be reborn as an ant in my next life. I really have to thank you, otherwise I would have been reborn as an ant in my next life."

Looking back now, it seems so much like coaxing a child?