school grass is not white

Father Lin, who is in charge of the meals, has been depressed recently.

The temperature is getting higher and higher, and people have to sweat continuously even a little away from the air conditioner, let alone in the airtight kitchen surrounded by steam.

It's just that Mama Lin made an explicit order, so I dare not disobey it.

Today, because her son and Ji Dian came back for dinner, Mama Lin also got off work early.

Father Lin deliberately chose a white shirt, the kind that doesn't absorb sweat but perspires through it, and stayed in the kitchen without going out to blow on the air conditioner.

Under the effects of the temperature of the stir-frying, the splashing mist and the closed space, Dad Lin's back was soaked as he wished.

Lin Ma opened the kitchen door and happened to see this scene.Sure enough, I feel distressed.

Lin's father looked at Lin's mother's small eyes, and felt that there was something interesting, and planned to make a small suggestion for a reasonable division of labor and cooking after the meal.

No, just after dinner, Mama Lin took the initiative to talk to him about this matter.

"Old Lin, I see you sweating all by yourself in the kitchen, it makes my heart ache."

Father Lin nodded again and again, just waiting for your sentence.

Mama Lin patted Papa Lin's shoulder, and turned towards Lin Bubai.

"Son, help me install a small electric fan in the kitchen later!"

During the meal, Mama Lin told a story at the dinner table.

Hearing this story can test a person's character.

——There was a prince who fell in love with the princess and proposed to her.The princess told him, if you can stay on my balcony for a hundred days, I will marry you.

The prince agreed, and from then on, no matter the wind and sun, rain or lightning, he would always squat on the balcony.One day, two days, three days...

No.90 nine days, the prince left.

"Okay, I've finished my story, can you tell me why this prince didn't persist until the last day?"

Mama Lin turned her eyes around the dining table.

Ji Dian's thin lips parted lightly: "Dignity."

Lin Bubai had just finished a bowl of soup, and his mouth was burning a little, so he said slowly: "I also think it's a matter of dignity, or is it because he has no perseverance and is really too tired?"

Mama Lin turned her gaze to Papa Lin.

"I think it was when the princess was in No.90 for nine days..."

Papa Lin's spirit is there, as if he has a plan in mind.

"Change the WIFI password!"

The university canteen recently introduced a new drink, which is similar to soybean juice and has a very strong taste.

As soon as the package was opened, the lingering stench came out.

It is because it is too bad to drink, so the students bought it for a punishment game, and whoever loses will drink it.

"Ah, Lin Bubai, I've drawn you, so quick, go to the canteen to buy that bean juice, drink it!"

The students booed one after another.

Lin Bubai was helpless, and was about to get up, when Ji Dian held him down, and went downstairs to the commissary without saying a word.

When he came back, he was carrying the bag of devil drink in his hand.

The students booed even louder.

"One mouthful, one mouthful!"

As a child who would stay away from stinky tofu, Lin Bubai unscrewed the cap of the bottle and poured it straight into his mouth.

He was a little taken aback.

The expected strange smell did not appear, but a faint milky smell.There is a slight sweetness, but very faint, and the sugar mixed in it is difficult to detect.

This kind of sweetness is as secret and gentle as someone's intention of changing the soy milk into the packaging.

Every time there is a small holiday, there are seniors and sisters selling books at the door of the dormitory or cafeteria.

Because at this time the most mobile students.

No, there is a small red table opposite the cafeteria, which is full of books, and there are many people in it.

Among them was a beautiful senior girl who was very dazzling, well-dressed and slim-fit, she didn't look like she was selling books, she just came to a catwalk.

Standing there, it attracted a large area of ​​male compatriots.

Lin Bubai happened to pass by, and for some reason, the senior sister kept staring at him from afar.

At first, he thought it was an illusion and didn't care.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to go around the stage, the senior sister suddenly raised the sign in her hand to stop Lin Bubai.

"Brother, buy a book and send it to sister!"

Lin Bubai was stunned for a moment, and stayed in front of the table to browse through the books.

Well, there is no Ji Dian that I like to read.

"no thank you."

Thoughtful, Lin Bubai turned and left the bookstall without any hesitation, and the only sister studying abroad was holding a sign in the same place.

A boy leaned forward and pretended to ask casually, "Is it true that you are buying books for your senior?"

The senior sister paused, put down the sign, and sighed helplessly.

"Yeah, the train at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, remember to come and see off senior sister."