After picking up a system

If Ms. An were to pick her up, it would be hard to arrange the time, so she simply spent more than 5,000 yuan to buy an electric car for transportation. Electric cars will require a driver's license starting in March next year, so she might as well take the test in advance when she has time. After all, March is when she will start school.

Ling Han only has two hundred yuan left now. His salary will be paid next month, so he needs to take a few more orders now to pay for his food expenses this month. He also needs to take orders faster, after all, there is no sense of security in food expenses with two hundred yuan.

The next morning when Ms. An woke Ling Han up, she finally got up from the bed after less than a minute of hesitation, washed up, and went downstairs to eat. This image made Ms. An very satisfied.

So there were fewer naggings today. After dinner, Ms. An left home to go to work. Ling Han washed the dishes and took the bus to pick up her car. Because the license plate could not be obtained immediately, she went to pick it up today after submitting the formalities. Why not wait? If she waited, there would be no bus to take her home.

After all, there are no direct buses to everywhere.

Ling Han, a novice driver, was still very weak. He placed his phone in front of him for navigation and started at a snail's pace on the side of the road. After turning a big corner, Ling Han felt that he was ready, but his feet seemed to be not used to supporting the ground.

After rushing for a long time, they finally arrived at the milk tea shop at 9:56. There were already two people in the shop. Ling Han parked the car, took off his hat, and entered the shop.

I was taken to change clothes, put on a hat, and then went downstairs to study.

One of the two people had just arrived like Ling Han, but she already knew some things, so she was the one who taught Ling Han.

Xiaohan, who is socially anxious, does whatever others say. After all, it takes courage to speak proactively.

Ling Han was still accumulating courage. He had just used up all the courage.

Ling Han was cooking taro balls in the back kitchen, one pot after another. She didn't quite understand why so many people liked to eat taro balls. Anyway, she didn't like this sticky thing very much. It wasn't until twelve o'clock in the afternoon when other people came that Ling Han finally left the pot of taro balls and finally had a hot meal.

Everyone works nine hours a day. Every morning, two people arrive at the store at nine o'clock, and one person arrives at ten o'clock. The latest one leaves at ten o'clock in the evening. With this calculation, Ling Han will get off work at seven o'clock in the evening today.

After dinner, Ling Han was pulled to sit down and peel mangoes. The stubborn Xiao Han did not wear gloves, so her hands were completely yellow. She did not have the habit of growing nails, and the gaps between her bare fingers were filled with yellow.

Ahhh! Ling Han felt terrible. Next time, he must remember to wear gloves.

After peeling the mangoes, Ling Han learned how to make mango cubes. The huge egg beater was stirring vigorously in the huge measuring cup. Ling Han stirred it a few times and felt as if he had muscle weakness.

But it doesn’t matter, it won’t happen again after this winter vacation.

Ah, today is also a day full of energy!

It was hard to believe that Ling Han had spent the entire afternoon just doing this one thing. By the time she had labeled the mango pieces and put them away, the sky had already darkened. The clock pointed to half past five, and Ling Han still had an hour and a half before he could be released.

Ling Han already had backaches, so he was allowed to go out for a meal, and after coming back he rested for a while.

Then I made my first milk tea. The sweetness was not standard.

After Ling Han returned home, he still regretted his foolish behavior.

The sugar adding machine will increase by five next year, but she didn't know what kind of trauma her brain had experienced at the time. It was said that the normal sugar content of taro ball milk tea is fifteen, and all the slight sugars are five. Then she pressed fifteen, and then taught her sister to repeat slightly sugar, slightly sugar, five-five!

Ling Han was at a loss and his mind was wandering, so he pressed five again!

Ahhhhh!

Thinking back on it, I feel that my sister was too kind for just yelling at her.

Really, so stupid!

The subsequent solution was that the sister said, "You buy this cup," and snatched the milk tea from Ling Han's hand, took the shaker, poured out the milk tea to wash away the sugar in the quilt, and then poured the milk tea in the shaker back again.

Ling Han answered yes immediately. After all, he had done something wrong and it was necessary to bear the consequences.

My sister seemed to be taking care of a fool. While she was doing it, she told her to be careful next time and not to add sugar again. The sugar dissolved in the milk tea was enough.

Ling Han watched his sister's operation in amazement and responded accordingly.

The sister added Ling Han’s contact information, sent her the recipe for milk tea, and asked her to memorize it when she got home.

When Ling Han opened it, wow~ it was a PDF of 108 pages.

Thanks for the invitation, my brain is so muddled that I can’t remember anything.

It doesn’t matter, she will be off work soon anyway.

Ling Han changed his clothes and left without saying goodbye to anyone.

I felt awkward throughout the whole process, wondering if others would think I was impolite, but I wasn't familiar with them.

She quickly passed everyone, including the delivery guy and the customers, then got on her electric scooter and went home.

Ouch. I should not have gone out to eat tonight and lost eight bucks. At 7pm, I could have gone home and cooked my own meal.

Ling Han fell on the sofa, looking at the recipe on his phone with a groggy head.

My little brain, which is usually quite smart, seems to be not enough now. Oh, I don't know where to start.

I thought about the stupid things I did today. Ah! I can't think about it. It's too stupid and embarrassing. Help, how can I be so stupid!

Ling Han wailed inwardly. After all, the sound insulation of her own house was not very good, and she didn't want to become the topic of conversation among her neighbors after dinner.

Although people in the village had been gossiping about Ms. An a lot after her divorce, Ling Han didn't want anyone to criticize her and her daughter anymore.

Although the two people are always dissatisfied with each other, family disgrace should not be made public. At this point, we have to talk about Ms. An's ex-husband. The ex-husband is not dead, he is still alive.

The ex-husband was not from this city, but he still settled in this city. Thinking of Ms. An's ex-husband Ling Han made her upset. After all, she was not experienced enough. She had never seen such a man. Outside, he was a good man praised by everyone, but inside, he was a husband and father who did not come home all night.

Ling Han often doesn't understand the beauty of language. After all, she is a socially anxious person. No matter whether she is familiar with someone or not, she can hardly speak a few words. It has become more serious recently, and she won't even speak easily on the Internet.

I could still make a few online friends before.

When Ling Han didn't remember much, she liked her ex-husband more. But after hearing about Ms. An's suffering, she felt distressed and exhausted. She always felt that if she had not been born, Ms. An would have lived a better life than she does now.