Marry a Rich Old Man

At seven o'clock in the morning, Aunt Zhang steamed the dumplings with various fillings and packed them in a square crisper the size of a palm.

Freshly baked dumplings, thin skin and rich filling, fragrant.

There are six in a box, which are lean meat and cabbage stuffing, lotus root minced meat stuffing, and corn and carrot stuffing. Two of each are as big as half a fist of an adult male.

An Wuyang got up early in the morning to help pack.

A total of more than [-] boxes were prepared, a few boxes more than the number of people in their class.

It was packed in an insulated box, and two large boxes were fully installed.

It is impossible for An Wuyang to carry it to the school by himself. He rolled his eyes and ran to the door of the gym: "Dun Dun his father?"

Huo Dashao, who heard this rustic address for the first time, almost dropped the dumbbell to the floor.

"what's up?"

"The dumplings are ready." An Wuyang said while scratching at the door frame.

"Well, wait for me." Of course Huo Yunchuan remembered what he promised yesterday, so he put down the dumbbells and walked out without delay.

"The figure is so good..." An Wuyang stretched out his hand to touch his abdominal muscles while the other party was walking by, without expressing envy in his tone.

Huo Yunchuan seems to be very used to the little angel always boasting about his handsome appearance, good figure, etc....

Usually, he likes to wear formal clothes when he goes out, but this time, he just went to work as a porter for his wife, not to discuss business.

A man under a lot of pressure chose a set of casual clothes that he doesn't often wear in his closet.

Very low key.

Huo Yunchuan easily carried two large boxes of dumplings downstairs and put them in the trunk of the car.

When he arrived at school, he carried a box in his left hand and a box in his right. Just like that, An Wuyang had to walk quickly to keep up with him.

The young man with slender arms and legs stunned and asked, "Isn't it heavy?"

The fast-moving man glanced at him: "Heavy? There are only thirty boxes of dumplings..." Each box is only six, each less than the size of a palm.

In this way, in mutual incomprehension, we arrived at the classroom.

There was still some time before class started, but because it was a freshman start, and still kept the diligence of high school, everyone arrived quite early.

When the students saw the incubator, the first reaction was: Hey!Delivery boy!

Then when they saw the person carrying the suitcase, they didn't think so.

"Damn, so handsome!" Someone from below exclaimed.

An Wuyang heard someone praise her husband for being handsome, with a proud smile on her face, she was very happy.

"Where to put it?" Huo Yunchuan asked the little angel very calmly without looking at anyone.

"Put... the first table in the third row, and then you can go back." An Wuyang said, patting her husband's strong arm, feeling great.

"Throw it away when you're done using it?" Huo Yunchuan rarely joked.

"No." An Wuyang explained in a panic, "Everyone is watching you and will cause you trouble."

Huo Yunchuan pressed down on the brim of his hat, patted An Wuyang's shoulder twice with his other hand, then turned around and walked away gracefully.

The quiet crowd in the class yelled at his back: "Handsome guy, don't go!"

The phone is still there!

The female classmate sitting in the front row rushed over and asked, "Who was that just now? Is the delivery boy so handsome?"

An Wuyang: "??" How does his husband look like a delivery boy?

Fortunately, another classmate made a good sense: "What are you talking about? Which food delivery guy can afford Burberry."

"Ah, then..." The students looked at the incubator on the table.

An Wuyang hurriedly smiled and said, "It's the dumplings made by my family, open them and share them with everyone."

He quickly opened the incubator and asked the female student in front to help share it with everyone.

"Dumplings? Wow..." For these students who came to school from afar, it can be said that they were very pleasantly surprised!

"My God, how lucky to have a local classmate!"

The first classmate who was assigned opened the box and saw a full six big dumplings, and fainted from happiness.

The first student to eat: "Three kinds of fillings, oh buy cakes, I'm so happy..." It's so delicious, the ingredients are fresh and moderately salty, and the sauce is special!

"Thank you, classmate, what's your name?" When everyone was eating in full swing, they didn't forget to ask the classmate who was still busy.

"My name is An Wuyang, and I'm very happy to invite everyone to eat dumplings today." The boy said with a very healing smile.

Wen Ling walked into the door of his class, wondering if he had gone to the wrong place.

If you look carefully, the people surrounded are familiar faces, so there is nothing wrong with that: "Everyone, are you so happy?"

He stepped in and smelled food in the air.

"Wen Ling, are you here?" An Wuyang saw him, as well as the student who was wearing glasses, "Brother Yuanhang, here!"

Two servings of hot dumplings were delivered to the two students immediately.

"Here, let's taste the dumplings agreed yesterday." An Wuyang said with a smile.

Xu Yuanhang, a boy with glasses, looked around for a week with the dumplings in his hands: "Everyone has one... You, your family really has mines..."

Mom didn't lie to him, the people in the capital are really rich!

Xu Yuanhang has made an appointment with An Wuyang as a friend...

"..." Wen Ling held the dumplings that everyone had, smiled lazily, "Thank you." Then he returned to his seat, not in a hurry to eat.

Xu Yuanhang gave An Wuyang a thumbs up: "You have done a good job as the host, and the whole class remembers you." Then he said: "Thank you, I just happened to not have breakfast."

"You're welcome." An Wuyang said.

I left the packing box by myself, put it in the classroom first, and took it back when I went back at night.

The teacher walked into the class and was immediately stuffed with a box of dumplings: "Tsk tsk, classmate An, it's not okay to bribe the teacher with a lot of fanfare."

The classmate next to me who was full said, "Teacher, hiccup, this is what we left over."

"Go!" The teacher knocked the guy on the head, and said to the students while eating dumplings in the class: "Our school's military training has been conducted in our school over the years, so you can rest assured that it will not be hard at all."

The students asked: "Teacher, how many days is the military training?"

Teacher: "Ten days and half a month, it depends on the mood of your instructors."

After eating, he wiped his mouth, glanced into the incubator, and hooked his fingers to let An Wuyang come over: "Is there any more? Many teachers in the office didn't have breakfast."

An Wuyang was stunned, nodded and said: "Yes." He squatted down to open the box, and gave the rest to the teacher.

"Student, you have a bright future, and you are expected to be a class monitor." The teacher hugged dumplings in his arms, and patted An Wuyang on the shoulder before leaving.

An Wuyang scratched his head, and thought for a while: Well, the teacher really thinks that he is delving into human relationships, right?

That's really unfair, he doesn't want to be the squad leader.

After the instructors were in place, the lessons in full swing officially started.

Looking at the scorching sun outside, not only the girls are unlovable and wailing, even the boys can't stand it, it's too damn hot.

An Wuyang brought several bottles of water to prepare for the military training.

But I still can't help but salivate, brother Yuanhang's carbonated drink with ice.

"Junk food, you can't eat it, you can't eat it..." He hypnotized himself over and over again, and raised his head to take another sip of lemon-flavored cool white tea.

"Can you bear it?" Wen Ling walked over and sat down beside him.

"It's very uncomfortable, how about you?" An Wuyang turned his head, panting.

"For a while...you just pretend to be dizzy, I'll carry you to the infirmary," Wen Ling said with a dog's tail grass in his mouth, "I can rest for half an hour no matter what."

"Ah?" An Wuyang uttered a single tone. He knew that this classmate had a lot of tricks, but he didn't expect it: "Is this okay?"

Wen Ling nodded.

"Forget it." An Wuyang was used to being a good boy, and said honestly: "If I lie, I will reveal my truth, you can find someone else to cooperate with you." He pointed at Xu Yuanhang: "For example, brother Yuanhang."

"Return to the team!" The instructor blew a whistle and shouted.

Everyone walked out from the shade of the tree lifelessly, and continued to stand under the scorching sun, exposed to the sun.

After the round of training just now, An Wuyang was sweating profusely, his skin was flushed, and his delicate and handsome face was uncomfortable.

Suddenly, a girl in the team fell down.

The instructor arranged for manpower to send the poor female classmate to the infirmary.

An Wuyang glanced at Wen Ling in his left back corner, that guy stood there as if nothing had happened.

As if he noticed someone peeping at him, the tall boy in camouflage uniform smiled towards the left front: "Little sheep..." he mouthed.

"???"

Don't know what he's talking about.

An Wuyang turned around and looked at the instructor vigilantly, fearing that he would be found deserting.

"Straighten your spine for me! What do you look like with your chest in your chest and your head bowed!" The instructor yelled loudly, and when he saw the male student whose back was not straight, he kicked him immediately.

When the instructor walked past him, An Wuyang didn't dare to breathe.

Due to high mental tension and more than a year of pampered life, he staggered and fainted under the scorching sun.

"Report to the instructor! I'll send him to the infirmary!" Wen Ling actively volunteered.

The instructor liked this boy with a good military posture: "Go, a group of weak little chickens."

Wen Ling blinked, walked over to pick up the fallen classmate, and walked to the infirmary.

"Hey, wake up." After staying away from the instructor's sight, he patted An Wuyang's cheek: "Look, isn't this pretending to be pretty, and he said he can't."

The boy who really fainted, his eyes were closed tightly, and he didn't respond.

"Hello?" Wen Ling shook him vigorously: "Are you safe? Wake up..."

After 2 minutes, he finally accepted the reality: this girl really fainted!

"Damn..." Wen Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and rushed to the infirmary with the person in his arms: "You better remember to thank me when you wake up."

Wen Ling had never done the stupid thing of running on the road with someone in his arms on such a hot day.

When we arrived at the infirmary, the school doctor murmured, "Another one?" After checking, he said, "This student has suffered from heat stroke, and his constitution is not suitable for military training."

Wen Ling: "Then can we let him go back to rest?"

The school doctor: "Okay, I'll issue a certificate for him, and you can show it to the instructor. When he wakes up, let him go back by himself." Then he looked at Wen Ling and pushed his glasses: "As for you, you have to go back quickly." Military training, don't be lazy."

This kind-hearted male classmate was tall and tall, and he looked like a good candidate for a soldier. The military training for freshmen was nothing.

Wen Ling curled his lips and said with a smile, "Thank you doctor."

After a while, the school doctor issued a certificate of safety and handed it over to him to take it back.

"Tsk, I'm leaving, you can lie down by yourself." Wen Ling looked at the patient on the small bed, and went back to the military training.

He walked on the front foot, but An Wuyang woke up with the back foot, feeling uncomfortable all over.

"Are you awake?" The school doctor came over with a smile, holding a glass of water in his hand: "I have already called your family, and he will come to pick you up right away."

An Wuyang took the water blankly: "Thank you, did I faint?" He had no memory of what happened after that, and the school doctor said...

"Yes, a classmate sent you here." The school doctor coughed twice: "I am Jiang Shaofei's brother, he asked me to take care of you."

An Wuyang was surprised: "Ah, so you are Brother Shaofei's senior brother, thank you so much."

"You're welcome." Now that he was entrusted, the school doctor naturally knew the identity of this student.

However, he is not the kind of person who follows others, otherwise he would not have graduated for many years, and he would still be a small school doctor.

A tall figure appeared at the door of the infirmary.

The two turned their heads to look at the past, one with eyes filled with admiration and awe, and the other with happiness written on his face: "Yun Chuan..." The boy lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

"Let me leave you alone, huh?" Huo Yunchuan walked over a few steps, and took the barefoot little angel into his arms: "Do you still want to go back to military training now?"

Hearing that he had fainted, he put his hand on the other person's forehead and felt relieved when the temperature was normal.

An Wuyang: "No, no, I'm not going." He remembered how powerful the instructor was, and immediately clung to his man with lingering fear.

"Thank you doctor." Huo Yunchuan said to the school doctor.

"You're welcome." The school doctor said, "You can go back." I heard that this man lives very close to school for the convenience of his partner, so it's no wonder he rushed over so quickly just now.

Huo Yunchuan nodded, then bent down to pick up the little angel's shoes, and carried him out of the infirmary.

"Did you ask Brother Shaofei to find me a relationship?" the little angel asked.

"What do you think?" Papa Huo hugged him and went home happily.

"There are a lot of classmates here, and I'm wearing a camouflage uniform. Everyone can tell that I'm a freshman." An Wuyang writhed in the fake father's arms and said blah blah blah.

"...Okay...you want to save face." Huo Yunchuan had no choice but to put down his shoes and let him put them on and walk by himself.