hot summer gl

In order to satisfy the spiritual hunger, the dried chestnuts are not sticky and easy to peel.Every autumn and winter season, my favorite snacks are undoubtedly the waxy chestnuts with strong fragrance.

Just after I solved the four chestnuts, the phone rang again, and it was still Han.

What's the matter?I spoke first, and I still spoke in dialect.

Han yelled over there, saying, Jin, don't be so polite when you speak.

I do not speak.

...Okay, let me talk about business, will you come to my house on New Year's Day this year?

New Year?

Yes, are you coming or not?

I stopped peeling chestnuts, chewed one in my mouth, and said vaguely that it was almost New Year's Day.

It turns out that it is almost New Year's Day, and I have been so busy in the past few weeks that I have been rushing to class.Just remember the weekend day, the date has long been blurred, and another year will pass.Time is always fleeting.

I don't know, but I will if I have time.Han urged me over there again, and I just came back to my senses.

I don't care, if you don't have time, you can ask for leave.Nothing will happen to those kids without you for a day.

Han.I put another chestnut into my mouth, and the temperature was just right.When did you become so domineering?

Don't be overbearing, please don't come to you.Han said with a smile.

You really know me.I said in a low voice, but there was an indescribable melancholy in my heart.Zhang Ning really didn't understand me.

That is!That's it.Must come.Perhaps because he was afraid that I would go back on my word, Han simply hung up the phone.

What's next?

I was eating chestnuts and thinking, if I remember correctly, there will be Christmas Eve and Christmas.I am not interested in these foreign programs at all. In fact, I am only interested in the traditional Spring Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival and Double Ninth Festival.Every Spring Festival, I go to my uncle's house to spend it together. After all, they are my only relatives. In addition, it is not bad to visit my cousin's son.Needless to say, Mid-Autumn Festival.In our family, Chongyang is the day of sweeping tombs and offering sacrifices to ancestors.

Although there are no programs, there are activities in the school.The annual New Year's Day party, also known as the school celebration, is held around Christmas Eve every year.I'm not going to participate anyway, so I'll just join in the fun.

During another evening self-study, I chatted with my 90 classmates about this evening, but in fact, I just wanted to ask if they had any programs to participate in.I heard that there are quite a lot of people in our class club.

Teacher, yes, we want to play a sketch!A boy who is usually more active said.

What are you playing?I asked him.

Not ready yet.The boy smiled naively.Immediately there was a "wow" in the class.

Blame me, no one signed up to ask them to act.The boy refused to accept it.So how do I arrange actors.

There was a heated discussion in the class.

how?Are you still shy?You are not allowed to participate in the third year of senior high school. If you don't register now, you will have no chance in the future.I interjected at the right time.

That is, the teacher said so, you should sign up soon.The boy said loudly, I only found out later that he was the art committee member of the class.

teacher teacher!Representative Ke waved at me violently, as if there was something urgent, I looked over suspiciously.

My tablemate will also participate, and it's still a scheduled program!

Subconsciously, I think she is talking about Zhang Ning, because another classmate of hers is an introverted girl who speaks in a low voice.

I noticed Zhang Ning glared at Representative Ke.

So powerful, what show?I asked deliberately.

Zhang Ning seemed to want to stop Representative Ke from speaking, but he was still not as fast as the latter.

Ghost step dance... Anyway, it's just dancing, Zhang Ning, what are you doing, let me finish!On behalf of the successful rebellion, Ke said to me with joy, "Teacher, you don't know that Zhang Ning is the president of the dance club."

I froze.It's not just that she doesn't understand me, I don't understand her either.

☆, test

I said before that the school does not recognize dance clubs but uses them to perform such a wonderful existence.It is said that the annual opening ceremony has been contracted by the dance club.I have seen the scenes of the boys in the dance club practicing in the middle hall at noon or afternoon, but I have never noticed whether there is a tall and thin girl among them.Maybe Zhang Ning just practiced dancing on weekends?

No wonder she didn't take the initiative to come to my dormitory after staying overnight that night.As if what we said under the tree on the day of the sports meeting were just polite words.

There was still noise in the classroom, Zhang Ning seemed to be arguing with Substitute Ke about something.I didn't hear clearly, but I sincerely praised: "Really?"That's great.

The club competition in high school is still very peaceful, at least our school is.

Then... Zhang Ning stopped arguing with Representative Ke, and looked at me hesitantly.Will the teacher go to see it?Watch school celebrations.

certainly.I said, to be honest, I was quite looking forward to it.Who told me that I didn't have the guts to sign up when I was studying, and I haven't been on the stage alone except for group activities.I have to say it is a pity.

However, even as the show draws closer, classes still have to be held.On the second day, I threw a composition to the students in Class 90 and said: I haven’t written a composition for a long time. I will give you two class time, and you can count as much as you write.

ah?They habitually said ah first, and then someone thought of something and asked me loudly: Teacher, isn't it math class later?

The math teacher has something to do, and his class is transferred to Thursday.

Frankly speaking, it is normal for teachers to change courses occasionally, after all, the plan cannot keep up with the changes.

Teacher, no, then we don't want to have two math classes in a row!Teacher, you should not return the lesson to the math teacher.

I snorted and looked at them lazily with my head propped on one hand. While you were talking nonsense, some of you had already considered the issue and established good intentions.

They seemed guilty, silently lowered the volume, and finally turned into a low-pitched discussion.What I gave them was a material question: the crab and the turtle race.The gun rang, the tortoise crawled straight to the finish line, but the crab crawled sideways along the starting line.The referee reminded: "You should crawl towards the finish line, so that you will only get farther away from the target."

The crab said: "Whether I can win or not is secondary. The most important thing is that I can't just break the old rules of my ancestors."

Another composition with a multi-angle proposition.

I was in a daze on the podium and didn't speak.Such a scene reminds me of the Chinese teacher I hated in high school. I have never seen such a long-winded man.

His biggest problem was that when we asked us to do the questions, he himself was talking nonsense on the podium, and it was all nonsense, and there were only a few sentences over and over again: Some students, I think you now... have to write, don't look at it. other's……

Whenever you think about it at this time, he will disrupt your thoughts, like a fly buzzing in your ear.My deskmate told me more than once: I really want to shoot him to death with a slipper.

In fact, I am almost the same.During the three years of high school, I expected the school to change teachers every year, but it didn't happen.This annoying teacher "tortured" us for three years.Sometimes it may be the student's fault that one student hates that teacher, but if a group of students hate him, then it's not sure whose fault it is.

If there is no get out of class time between the two classes, there will be one and a half hours, which is more than the time left for writing essays during the exam.I believe they can finish writing, as to whether it is good or not, we have to read it to know.

Teacher, any type is fine?Zhang Ning asked me.

I looked at her in surprise, she was a little thinner than before, and her dark eyes were bright and compelling.Zhang Ning looked up at me with such a stubborn expression.

Well, as long as it doesn't digress.

Well.She said, as if she hadn't finished speaking.But after waiting for a while, she didn't speak.

I had no choice but to give up, and there was nothing to think about if I continued to be in a daze.My brain has been blank recently, and I don't know where my inspiration has gone.December officially enters winter, which can be felt from the cold wind every morning.

I also put on a coat accordingly. I like to wear long coats, because the whole body is like a protective layer, and the warm and soft coat wraps me.Being in a small, confined space, that feeling is reassuring.It's just that I don't know at this time, this is a kind of sick performance.In the future, this kind of pathology will gradually expand, when feelings are hurt.

After the first class ended, many girls went out to use the toilet, and the class started to chat again. Most of the conversations were like this: Q: How much have you written?Answer: Only a few hundred.

Q: What is your topic?Answer: ×××× Questioner: Hey, me too!

I couldn't laugh or cry on the podium, I was still a child after all.I turned my gaze to Zhang Ning. I knew a long time ago that when she writes, she has a very standard sitting posture and a very focused expression, which is very pleasing to the eye.But other than that, the pretty girl is all about a nonchalant expression and a languid sitting posture.Such contradictory things are placed in her body but unexpectedly harmonious.

Looking at it from my angle, I can only see black characters, but I can't see what is written.But whatever it is, I hope she doesn't disappoint me.

In the second class, I left for a while, but I was just tired from sitting for too long.Walking around the campus, it is rare to see fallen leaves in winter in Guangxi, and it is green everywhere. If it is not for the drastic change in temperature, it is difficult for people to detect the traces of winter.I sat on a stone bench by the court, tightened my coat and sat.Not far from me is a class in physical education.The physical education teacher said something, and the students in that class started running.Jog around the court, a total of two laps.Then free activities.

This physical education class is a little easier.Actually, there are easier ones.Sometimes it's just reporting to the physical education teacher and it's over.Physical education classes exist in name only.In addition, today's children are the treasures of their parents, if there is a small accident at school, who can take care of it?

My former physical education teacher always said: There is no way, what else can I do except let you run?None of the equipment is good, what else can I do?

Thinking of the past always makes people feel warm and kind. Memories are weird. They can actively block bad things, can't they?

The school is still there, the playground is still there, and the west teaching building is still there. Everything is like yesterday, but yesterday is just yesterday.

On the night of December 24th, the school's New Year's Day party was officially held, because it didn't rain that night.On the front of the stage are the judges and students, sitting on self-moving stools in order of grade, and I am standing next to a tree behind the stage.Not far from me, the members of the dance club gathered together, which is not difficult to see, because they are wearing uniforms.A black suit with a hat and a large white word "Dancing" printed on the back.I searched in the crowd for a while, but couldn't find Zhang Ning.I was wondering, but she came straight to me, and it was only when I saw her attire that I realized it.

Naturally, she also wears social clothes. With her not-so-well-developed breasts and the loose clothes, and her hair tucked into a hat, she looks like a little boy at first glance.Especially since she still turned her back to me before.

Zhang Ning stood still in front of me, seemingly unsure of what to say.I smiled at her and said: When will your game come?

Behind the stage, the host put on makeup and went on stage. A man and a woman cooperated in a tacit understanding.It's just that the girl is suffering, and she still has to wear a short skirt at night.In contrast, Zhang Ning's clothes are much warmer.

Second, the Lions and Dragons will arrive at us after the performance.Zhang Ning turned around and stood side by side with me.Her hands were in her pockets, her back was straight, and her figure revealed a faint taste of loneliness.

The opening remarks were over, and the male and female hosts bowed slightly and left the stage.At this time, a pair of warm hands quickly covered my ears, and Zhang Ning's face appeared in my sight.The ear-piercing and vibrating music played, and the volume of those large speakers was not adjusted properly, which was really uncomfortable for the ears.And I suffered little because of this timely protection.

I forgot to remind the teacher, the music will be very loud at first.Zhang Ning withdrew his hand and said nonchalantly.But I clearly saw her frowning at that moment.Undeniably, I am moved.Without thinking, I reached out and rubbed her ear.

I didn't know how cold my fingers were until I touched her earlobe.But also greedy for this rare softness without moving away.

The lion dance students on the stage performed wonderfully, and the people scattered around the court watched intently. I think no one should have noticed us.

Zhang Ning turned her head to look at me, and the flickering lights on the side of the stage were also reflected in her eyes. There was an ambiguous atmosphere in the air, as if we were cut off from the outside world.There are only two of us in this small world, looking at each other.The deep-seated emotions began to ferment, waiting to explode.

Realizing what I was doing, I immediately withdrew my hand.She looked uneasy, and was so embarrassed that she just wanted to leave. Women are indeed emotional animals, and no matter how powerful their reason is, they will never be able to compare with their emotions.

Han, I seem to be the same as you.

Zhang Ning lowered his eyes and pursed his lips in a sad arc.The left hand in the pocket stretched out quietly, groped for my hand in the darkness, touched it lightly as if trying to test it, and then clasped my hand that could not be ignored.

Teacher, are you afraid?She said softly, no matter the tone or anything else, it made me feel confused for a moment.Oh, by the way, she also said the same thing at the haunted house during National Day.

I managed to suppress my mixed thoughts, just at the moment when the Lions and Dragons' show was over, and the students from the dance club not far away seemed to be waving to me.I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, pretending to be calm and said: What are you talking about, it's your turn to play.

Um.Zhang Ning looked at me, then at the stage, and finally let go of my hand.With the cover of the clothes, I think no one will see it.

I am leaving.she says.

Suddenly, I knew the answer to that question.

I still care about other people's eyes, from childhood to adulthood.

Because of this little episode in the later programs, I was somewhat absent-minded when I watched them.Zhang Ning's dance is indeed very good, very handsome.Under the colorful lights, there are a group of young lives with sharp edges and corners, fearless.

I just sat on the round platform built for the tree, watching without feeling anything, until I felt that someone was sitting next to me, and it was Zhang Ning.I'm already familiar with her breath.

I didn't look at her, just said: I think I know what you mean.Let's just leave it at that, it's not good for you or me to go on.

Many things are not enough to be courageous. After all, we live in this society and have a lot to consider.

Zhang Ning didn't speak, but I could feel the sudden increase of sadness in the air.Not long after, the temperature around him disappeared, and even the wind blowing over was a little colder.

After she left, I realized how much I loved her.But all this doesn't matter anymore.The eyes were dry and astringent, and the tears could not flow down.I tightened the collar of my coat and hid in my own world.

That night, I started smoking again.Smoking is bad, but the accumulation of too many emotions is driving me crazy.The first time was Lan, the second time was Zhang Ning, so what about the third time?

☆, signs

When I woke up the next day, I was not surprised to see cigarette butts piled on the floor beside the bed, and some of them were only half-burned before I extinguished them and threw them away.Most of the time, I just light a cigarette and watch the light white smoke float in the room, rising and disappearing in the dim room.But what is the difference between this and smoking?It's just self-deception.

The cold tap water splashed on my face, and I was more or less awake.have a look.I said to myself in the mirror, look what you look like!

I sigh, brushing my bangs with wet hands.No matter how decadent, we still have to solve the problem of food and clothing.

But I really didn't have the energy to cook breakfast by myself. After thinking about it, I took three yuan and walked to the small restaurant at the school gate.The mobile phone that I had forgotten lighted up on the bedside, and then went dark again.

It is past eight o'clock in the morning, which I can tell from the clock hanging on the wall of the restaurant.The students were already in class and there was no one in the store.The shop owner is a very soft-spoken person, and he already recognized me.As soon as I come, he knows what to put in the noodles I order, how much it costs, and whether I want round noodles or flat noodles.

Because I am a person who is not good at changing, for example, my position in the library rarely changed when I was in college.It was just a joke to tell Han that it was convenient for her to find me.

A bowl of snail noodles.I said.

The shop owner nodded, as usual, there were no unnecessary questions.

I said again, add spicy soup.

I used to not add spicy soup, no wonder the shop owner asked again in surprise, add spicy soup?

I nodded firmly and found a seat with my back facing the street.There is less than an hour before my class, I really don't know how to face them, especially Zhang Ning.

The snail noodles came up quickly, and the soup base was bright red, which didn't look so scary.The winter in Guangxi is cold and humid, and a bowl of spicy soup will instantly warm you up.However, there is a price to be paid behind this warmth. I almost finished eating while crying while blowing my nose.

Physical and psychological tears were released together, and my heart seemed to be empty.

Half an hour later, I returned to the office and found the composition handed in by class 90 last time. Except for a few stubborn boys, the level of composition has improved a lot this time. see.In addition to writing style, attractive topics are also very important.

I found out Zhang Ning's composition, and I didn't know what she meant by the phrase "any type is fine" until after reading her composition.She begins by writing:

Mom, I'm going to marry my girlfriend!

No!

She is beautiful and gentle.

No!

She has a house and a car, and she loves me very much.

No!

We really love each other, why not!

no!Daughter, no matter how many times you say no, the rules left by our ancestors cannot be broken!

Zhang Ning is bold, but I don't know if she is bold because of me.To put it in the hands of other teachers, a zero score is inevitable, and maybe the parents have to come.Reason: This classmate has bad morals.

In fact, Zhang Ning's subsequent texts are all centered around a point of view, that is, crabs "stick to the rules" when dealing with the game.The words are concise and intriguing to read.If you ignore the opening paragraph, it will be a good composition.

The class bell rang, and I walked to the classroom with my composition in my arms.The cold wind blew across his face, and the heat from the spicy soup was exhausted.Facing the lively classroom, I lost the desire/desire to speak, and I didn't even dare to look at Zhang Ning who lowered her head. I don't know what kind of mood she is in, probably sad.

I distributed the composition texts in groups, and said weakly: Read the book by yourself, this class is self-study.

The class was quiet for a while, an eerie silence.Just like when I was studying, the whole class was silent when they looked at the teacher's face full of anger.

I know I shouldn't be so self-willed, the end of the semester is coming, I should finish the lecture as soon as possible, and then take them to review it again, and try to get a good grade in the exam.But I can't do it, I'm not a person who takes care of the overall situation, I'm just an ordinary person, and sometimes even a person with a sick personality.

Teacher, are you uncomfortable?Instigated by several students, the class came up to ask me.I'm looking down at the table at the moment, and it's hard not to feel uncomfortable.

I'm fine.

real?Teacher, do you want to see the school doctor?The squad leader's face showed sincere concern, and I couldn't help feeling warm, but it didn't change my answer.The squad leader went back helplessly.

The class returned to calm, and a vague complex look fell on me, and I probably knew who it was.After a moment of hesitation, I met that gaze.

Zhang Ning was looking at me, arms folded, expressionless on his face, like ice that could not be melted.All her emotions are hidden in her eyes and conveyed to me through her eyes.The apology, stubbornness, and whatnot in it weighed on my heart like a heavy stone.

I looked away, but out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of her moving her lips sadly. Was it a smile?

I've never felt like 45 minutes was such a long time.

On the way back to the dormitory, I asked myself, when did Zhang Ning treat me?When did I start treating her?

In fact, all of this is traceable.Don't we start with appearance for any stranger?The ancients said: judge a person by appearance.There is some truth to this statement.If you don't see it right at the beginning, you won't get in touch with it later.

And once there is contact, the good or bad qualities of the other party will appear as the contact deepens.At this time, whether to continue to develop the relationship depends on the individual.

Zhang Ning confides to me, complains to me, and hints to me.From poetry to song to body language, from eyes to subtext.All this is traceable.

But I chose to ignore it.In other words, it is more accurate to have a little expectation in my heart.Zhang Ning is a very good girl, I can't hate her.Things that continue to ferment to a certain extent must be bad.

It's a pity that I understood the meaning of this sentence too late.It's always been like this, only later.

When I returned to the dormitory, I drank two glasses of red wine before barely falling asleep.The alarm clock set on the phone suddenly exploded in my ears.I woke up suddenly, fumbling to turn off the alarm clock with half-open eyes.That's when I saw the unread text message.

No name, a number I don't recognize.

You can have many students, but I have only you as the only teacher. ——Zhang Ning

After reading this short dozen or so words, the drowsiness dissipated immediately.As I chewed on these words, I couldn't calm down for a long time.

She should have known my number from the Ke representative, right?I think.

Five days later, that is, New Year's Day.I went to Nanning by car, that is, to Han's home.She insisted on coming to pick me up, and I didn't refuse.

It took me a while to find Han as I followed the crowd out of the station.This guy not only wears a good-looking but not warm scarf, but also a mask.Is this a cold?

I walked up behind her with my bag on my back and patted her on the shoulder.

Han was shocked, and was relieved to see that it was me.You are scary.She took off the mask and said, then looked at me carefully, thinking flashed in her eyes.

Jin, you didn't sleep well last night?she asked me.

Not only last night, I haven't slept well for a week.But I'm not going to confess, a vague nod is the answer.I know I can't lie to her, my eyes can't lie to others, not to mention the deep tiredness in my eyes that can't be resolved.

Zhang Ning did not send any more text messages, and the unsigned number no longer appeared.

Really, your school has treated you badly?Han dissatisfied said, playing with my hair that was blown by the wind.Look at you, almost catching up with the refugees.

I lowered my head and glanced at the change of decent clothes for the visit, there was nothing wrong with it.

Han stared at me inexplicably, put on his mask and took my arm to carry me to the car.She turned on the air conditioner, started the car, and the car quickly slid a distance.

You are lucky, my mother almost moved the vegetable market back when she heard that you were coming.Obviously I am their daughter, and my heart is so far away.Han hummed while driving.

I couldn't help laughing, that was such an exaggeration.By the way, what are you wearing a mask for?

It’s okay if you don’t say anything, Han sniffed as soon as he said it.I have a cold.she says.

Then you just talked to me without wearing a mask?

You have good resistance, it doesn't matter.Han said without saying a word.I can't be bothered to talk to her.

The Han family arrived soon. When I got off the bus, Han probably wanted to make up for her outspokenness just now and offered to carry the bag for me, but she regretted it as soon as she got it.

Jin, do you have rocks in your bag?so heavy?

Put on dumbbells.I joked, grabbed the backpack and carried it by myself.In fact, it's not that she is heavy, it's just that Miss Han is weak, and she is a person who usually asks me to help you twist a bottle cap.

Han's parents were all there, seeing me greet me warmly and asking about my health.I smiled and answered their questions: I am fine, I am not tired from teaching, and I don’t have a boyfriend.

Han immediately noticed my frowning expression when I said the last sentence, and hurriedly stopped the two well-meaning old men.

Parents!Jin came to our house to play, so don't keep asking about other people's secrets.

Han's mother said aggrievedly: We are also concerned about Xiaojin.Forget it, don't ask, don't ask.

It's okay, I don't mind.I also immediately expressed my attitude. In fact, my concern is not with this issue, but with the various arguments behind this issue.People, as soon as the body is idle, the mouth starts to move.

I took the tonic and a bottle of rice wine out of my bag.Han's father is a wine lover, so it's good to do what he likes.

The two old people shied away for a while, but finally Han simply accepted it. Not only that, but she also reached out to me and said carelessly: "Where's mine?"What about my New Year's gift?

I took another box of bonbons out of my bag, but didn't give it to her right away.Instead, he stood up and said to Han's parents: Shall we go back to the room first?

The two elders nodded, Han Shun grabbed the box and walked away before me.

After closing the door, I leaned against the door panel and said lazily: Don't move, it's mine!

Han ignored me and opened the packing box. The neatly packed chocolates seemed to exude a sweet smell.

I don't care, you said it was for me.Han held the chocolate and did not let go.

Did I say I would give it to you again?I laughed.

Jin, you liar.

Well, well, one and a half, okay?I compromised, in fact, I am not that fond of sweets.It's just that whenever you are in a bad mood, eating some sweets can improve your mood.In fact, the most important thing is that it can control hypoglycemia.

That's about the same.Han smiled happily like a child.As I said before, I always relax with her.To have such a good friend is to have no regrets in life.

☆, wine

Han is a sweet person, and it is not accurate to say that half of the chocolate is for one person.This guy had already wiped out three by the time I finished the first one.

I squinted at her with chocolate in my mouth, Han, do you still remember what I told you?

How can I remember that sentence you said so many words to me.She doesn't play the cards according to common sense.

eat, eat!Never mind you.I pushed the box into her arms, sat on the bed and looked around.Han's room is mainly black and white, and the whole room looks neat and clear.But I know that this is the effect of her mother's love for cleanliness.

The chocolate shell in my mouth has almost melted, and I took a light bite, and the fruit wine, which is almost only sugary, flows out.It was a mistake to buy this brand of Jiuxin.

Han had almost eaten, so he collected the leftover candy wrappers.Mimi smiled and said to me: Where are we going to play tonight?

I shook my head. Whenever there are festivals, no matter if they are traditional or foreign, the streets are bound to be crowded with people, noisy and crowded. If you go to the streets at this time, you will lose your leisurely mood.

I want you to have a drink with me.No appointment tonight?I asked Han, she immediately smiled and said: OK~

Seven o'clock in the evening is the dinner time for most families, and the Han family is no exception.I took the initiative to ask to help in the kitchen, but the old man didn't agree at first, saying that the person who came was just waiting to eat.But I kept insisting that there was nothing the old man could do, so I nodded and agreed.Han Mu and I entered the modern kitchen, and saw all kinds of bags next to the sink, so I realized that Han's previous sentence "almost brought back the vegetable market" was not an exaggeration.

There are so many, what kind of dishes do you have?I asked Han's mother, and she handed me a new apron.

It's mostly seafood.The old man replied with a smile, his eyebrows and eyes were very gentle when he smiled. It is not difficult to imagine that Han Mu must be a gentle woman when she was young.It's a pity that Han inherited that her father is a little bit more, and he is careless all day long.Life used to be poor, not to mention seafood, even meat was hard to eat.The old man said with emotion.

I looked at the few wrinkles on her forehead and nodded in agreement.Hands are not idle, wash the vegetables first.The days are indeed getting better, and you can buy things that are not in season if you have money.According to Han Mu's command, I held the knife and sliced ​​what should be sliced ​​and shredded what should be shredded.Although it can't be as thin and uniform as the chef's, at least it's okay.

Xiao Jin, girls who can cook are rare these days, especially if you have such a good personality!The old man praised me, and then turned into a complaint against Han.If you look at my family Han, you know how to eat.

I smiled, noncommittal at her compliment.Other than that, Han is fine.I said.

Mother Han suddenly gave me a worried look, showing a great sense of pressure.Sure enough, Mother Han hesitated for a moment and asked me: Xiao Jin, let me just say it straight.Has that kid Han been stalked by someone?

My hand slammed, almost cutting off my fingers.Auntie, why do you think so?

It's not that I think too much, that kid Han has been really abnormal recently, holding his mobile phone all the time, I get very nervous when I touch it, and sometimes I don't go home at all.Mother Han sighed, she was not like this before, and asked her nothing.Xiao Jin, you two have been good friends for so many years, do you know that?

I also want to sigh, it wasn't like this before, this sentence really hurts, it's a pity most people don't know it.Facing Han Mu who put all her hopes on me, I really don't know how to answer.Conceal or tell the truth?Said, yeah, Han is being stalked by a guy, but she doesn't want you guys to know.

But like this, I'm not sure if Mother Han can bear it. The image of a good girl that Han has always maintained in front of her family is all an illusion.Maybe things weren't so bad.I told myself.

Auntie, don't worry about that, I'll have a good talk with Han tonight.I said softly, it is indeed time to have a good talk.I thought Han had gotten rid of that wrong relationship, but I didn't expect that she even hid it from me.

well.Just please.I couldn't bear to look at Han's mother's expectant eyes, because I didn't know if I would help Han to lie together.

Fortunately, at this time, the water in the pot boiled, I put ginger slices and white wine, and poured the fresh shrimp into it.When the prawns turn red and curl up, they are ready to be cooked.The fresher and more delicious something is, the easier it is to make.

Han suddenly poked his head in and said something bad about me?

Didn't say anything bad about you.I held a whole plate of shrimp and said calmly: "It's just right, take it out."

Han snorted, let me be a coolie as soon as I come.Even so, she obediently took it out.

Mother Han and I looked at each other and smiled.The kitchen was in full swing, but I was a little absent-minded.How long can Han's matter be hidden?In other words, how long is she going to delay?

It is said that if you are close to vermilion, you will be red, and if you are close to ink, you will be black.So, did she infect me with this indecisive character, or did I infect her?I have no idea.

Crabs are steamed in the steamer, accompanied by a faint salty smell like standing on the seashore.But I remembered Zhang Ning's composition.I really can't write a comment, so I only scored a moderate score.

I have been busy in the kitchen for about an hour, and all the "New Year's Eve dinner" that marks the arrival of the new year is also served in the pot. Except for shrimp and crab, they are all home-cooked dishes. Although there are many raw materials, they are all vegetables. .After all, we Chinese pay more attention to the Lunar New Year. Even if the year on the calendar changes, we don't feel much.

Come!cheers!Han poured fruit juice for me and Han's mother, and the rice wine I bought for herself and Han's father.The father and daughter were also addicted to alcohol.

I kicked her under the table to signal her not to drink so much.Han nodded knowingly, and really didn't pour another cup after drinking.She later told me that the wine was too spicy!

Xiao Jin, eat more, don't be restrained, just treat this as your own home.Mother Han persuaded with unabated enthusiasm.Father Han held up his wine glass and looked at me regretfully, do you really want to drink?This wine is strong enough!

what to say!Han's mother stared at Han's father, you should drink less wine, you know?

Han put a piece of chicken leg into my bowl, teasingly said: "Eat it, eat it."Eat like a fat man.

I smiled helplessly, glanced at Han, and gave her a shrimp in return, saying: You can become fat without eating.

Han shouted, OK Jin, you are laughing at me!

I do not have.

obviously it is.

Let's eat, so many dishes can't stop your mouth.It's rare for me to be venomous.

Mom, look at her bullying me.Han couldn't say no to me, so he called in a helper.It's a pity, Mother Han smiled gently, Xiao Jin was joking with you, why are you so serious.

Father Han just watched us bickering with a smile on the sidelines.Obviously, I won.

Han made a helpless expression and stopped talking.

Overall, the dinner was a joy.Probably because of my opinion, the two elders didn't ask any more embarrassing questions.

At 10:30 in the evening, the two elderly people had already fallen asleep.I'm waiting in Han's room for her to sneak in wine.The night in Nanning is semi-bright, with neon lights illuminating most of the night sky.But I think that only the night of the moon is beautiful.

Han came in with a dozen cocktails in his arms, and closed the door cautiously.snapped open