Can I still save it? [Transmigration Book]

Fu Hanzhou ignored Su Yunjing.

"The oily puff pastry will lose its crispness if left for a long time." Su Yunjing urged him to eat quickly.

Youdunzi is a southern snack. Shredded green onion and radish are wrapped in batter and deep-fried in an oil pan until golden brown.

In addition to the aroma of oil, there is also a faint fragrance of green onion, which children like to eat.

Fu Hanzhou pursed his lips, his childish face was full of indifference.

He didn't believe that in this world, anyone would treat him well.

And this person just popped up out of nowhere.

He doesn't need friends, Fu Hanzhou thought coldly.

Su Yunjing picked up a piece of fried dough and put it to Fu Hanzhou's mouth, "Taste it, it's very fragrant."

Fu Hanzhou obviously didn't want to touch it, but by some coincidence, he opened his mouth and bit it.

It's really fragrant and crispy.

Seeing that he had eaten, Su Yunjing smiled, and put the oiled bun into Fu Hanzhou's hands.

"This kind of oily food is easy to get greasy. You can eat some pickled cucumbers. My mother pickled them. It's very refreshing and appetizing."

Su Yunjing pulled the plate of pickled cucumbers towards Fu Hanzhou.

Fu Hanzhou was still very silent.

After a long time, he finally looked at Su Yunjing and asked, "Why do you want to be friends with me?"

Su Yunjing looked at those beautiful eyes that were too calm and dark, and thought to himself, no matter how mature he looks, he is just a seven-year-old child after all.

Children are sensitive.

They need love and a good environment for growth.

The reason why Fu Hanzhou matured so precociously was because he lacked a sense of security.

Su Yunjing raised his hand and touched the little guy's head. He had an eight-year-old tender face, but he spoke old-fashioned.

"There is no reason, if you have to say yes, it means we are destined."

So many people died in the car accident, he was selected by the system and assigned to Fu Hanzhou's side.

Su Yunjing felt that this was fate.

Fu Hanzhou still patted Su Yunjing's hand away as if he didn't like others touching him.

Su Yunjing looked at the palm print on the back of his hand.

Well, yes, Xiao Kujiao's character design has not collapsed.

After that, Fu Hanzhou stopped talking, and ate in silence while holding the oil pie in his hand.

After feeding Fu Hanzhou, Su Yunjing returned home satisfactorily.

Looking at Su Yunjing's leaving back, Fu Hanzhou's beautiful face was gradually eroded by the darkness after the sun went down.

The bright and dim lights of thousands of families in the distance reflected Fu Hanzhou's calm eyebrows, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking for a while.

Summer vacation is coming soon, the weather is getting hotter every day, and the garbage bags at home have to be changed every day.

Especially the garbage in the kitchen, there will be many small flying insects if it is not dumped for a day.

When Song Wenqian passed by the kitchen, she saw that the garbage bags inside had been replaced with new ones.

"You've been doing well lately, old Lu." Song Wenqian was in a good mood and teased her husband who was lying on the sofa and watching sports channels.

Lu Tao looked up wonderingly, "What kind of performance is okay?"

"You actually took the initiative to clean up the garbage bags at home. That's right. Continue to maintain this awareness. I will reward you with a glass of sour plum juice."

Lu Tao was confused, "I didn't take out the trash."

"You didn't pour it?" Song Wenqian was stunned, "Who is that?"

"It's not you, it's not me, it's my son." Lu Tao glanced at Su Yunjing's bedroom, "Where's your son?"

While they were talking, Su Yunjing opened the door with the key and came in.

Su Yunjing changed his slippers and saw that the original owner's parents were in the living room, so he called his parents.

"Mom's little one is back, are you thirsty? Mom has poured plum juice for you."

Song Wenqian took the cup in Lu Tao's hand, walked over and gave it to Su Yunjing.

Lu Tao: "Didn't you pour it for me?"

Song Wenqian glanced back at him, "At least my son knows how to take out the trash for me. Look at you, he just lays down on the sofa after get off work, like an old man."

Lu Tao knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't dare to speak up and scold him.

Song Wenqian snorted coldly and stopped talking to Lu Tao.

Turning to look at Su Yunjing, she was much gentler, "Did you take out the garbage these days?"

"Well, when I went down to play, I took the garbage down by the way."

From an emotional point of view, he has nothing to do with this family, so Su Yunjing is embarrassed to eat for nothing, and he can feel at ease by doing what he can.

"I mean it's impossible for your father to be so diligent. My son is better." Song Wenqian held Su Yunjing's face and kissed him hard.

Su Yunjing: ...

As an adult, he is still somewhat uncomfortable with his child status.

Su Yunjing forced out an innocent smile, "Mom, I want to eat pork ribs tomorrow night, can I?"

Since that day, Fu Hanzhou has never rejected Su Yunjing again.

He thought this was a good start, so he wanted to make up for the malnutrition caused by Fu Hanzhou's previous hungry and full meals.

"What's wrong with this? My son can eat whatever he wants, but if you want to eat the moon in the sky, mom will pick it off and stew it for you."

Song Wenqian patted Su Yunjing's head and saw that his head was covered with sweat, "Go, mom will take you to take a bath."

"...Let Dad wash it for me today."

Song Wenqian didn't think much, and turned to call the person on the sofa, "Lu Tao, did you hear that, my son asked you to take a bath for him."

The man on the sofa moved, "Come here."

In the last class before school on Wednesday, Su Yunjing's head teacher gave each of them an A4 paper.

"This is for parents to read. Don't lose it, and let your parents see the content."

The head teacher stood on the podium and repeatedly asked, "Do you remember?"

"remember!"

The children drew long voices and replied in unison.

Su Yunjing looked down - a letter to the parents.

This era likes to set up moral models, and there are often selections such as "Top Ten People Who Moved China", "National Top Ten Model Workers" and so on.

In addition to this national nature, provincial and county towns will also select moral models.

The school wrote this letter to the parents because the principal participated in the selection of the top ten moving figures in the county.

The purpose of this letter is to pull people's heads, hoping that parents can mobilize people around them to vote for the principal.

For this selection, the county TV station also created a new program dedicated to reporting the deeds of these contestants.

Su Yunjing looked at this 'letter' and had other thoughts.

Su Yunjing began to pay attention to the principal's whereabouts after knowing that their principal had participated in the selection of the top ten moving figures.

Finally, during the big break one day, he saw Principal Wang at school who hadn't seen him for a long time.

The Education Bureau has been in meetings for the past few days, coupled with the busy selection of the 'Moving Top Ten', Principal Wang has been very busy this week.

"Teacher Wong."

Just after hanging up the county education phone call, Principal Wang was about to return to the office when someone called him from behind.

When Principal Wang turned his head, he saw an eight or nine-year-old boy wearing the school uniform and a red scarf around his neck.

Because of the hot weather these two days, his face was flushed red, which made his eyes brighter and darker, like black glass beads soaked in water.

Seeing that the boy seemed to have something to say, Principal Wang asked him gently, "What's wrong?"

Su Yunjing suppressed the embarrassment in his heart, and used the child's way of speaking to show off his cuteness in a serious manner.

"I heard from my father that you are amazing and you will be on TV soon."

"There is an orphanage called Xinrong near our home. There are many children without parents. I heard that their things need to be donated by others."

"Mr. Wang, you are on TV, can you tell others that there are many children in Xinrong Orphanage, and they want to have school bags, pencil cases, picture albums and brushes, and story books?"

Su Yunjing hoped that Principal Wang would organize a donation to the orphanage during this special period.

Principal Wang needs to enrich his resume, and the orphanage can benefit from it.

Su Yunjing felt that this was a win-win situation.

Looking at Su Yunjing with an 'innocence' face, Principal Wang looked thoughtful.

"Moving Top Ten" will conduct an exclusive interview with the candidates, which will be filmed and recorded by the county TV station.

Originally, Principal Wang planned to do this exclusive interview at the school, but Su Yunjing reminded him that he changed his mind now and planned to hold a charitable donation activity at the school.

On the day of the TV interview, I took the senior children to the orphanage as volunteers.

The orphanage was notified of this in advance.

When the dean's mother heard that Principal Wang was going to donate and that the TV station would come, she organized everyone to clean up.

Knowing that rats were rampant in the orphanage, she also called a non-professional rodent extermination team and made a fuss all day.

When Su Yunjing delivered food to Fu Hanzhou, the orphanage was very lively, and the children were all crazy with joy.

Fu Hanzhou was the only one sitting under the shade of a tree, his eyes drooping, his slender and curly eyelashes dyed with the warm light of the afterglow.

But those eyes were dark and quiet, with an indifference that didn't match their age.

There are two distinct worlds abruptly separated from the bustling orphanage.

It wasn't until he saw Su Yunjing walking over with a rice bowl that Fu Hanzhou showed any signs of aura.