Is Mr. Jiang jealous today?

When eating at the table, there are only two words in Fan Chengyu's head: dry rice.

Cooking rice is an attitude towards life. For Fan Chengyu, eating is a kind of enjoyment. He likes the satisfaction brought by food that stimulates the taste buds. Even ordinary meals can bring happiness.

She doesn't eat too much every time she eats, but she is very involved in the process.

Fan Tao was completely different from her, he put down the bowl after a few mouthfuls of rice.

The old mother said earnestly: "Can you eat more!"

Fan Tao patted his belly and said with a smile: "Save your belly for fish at night!" His belly was flat and too thin.

This sentence successfully angered Ms. Li Rong, and there was a burst of buckle aimed at his head, "Yuyuyu, the fish you catch is more delicious, isn't it? The crucian carp soup I cook is not good?"

Fan Chengyu added oil and vinegar, filled a bowl of fish soup, took a sip, closed his eyes and said enjoying it: "Mom, the fish soup is really delicious!"

Ms. Li Rong then accused Fan Tao: "Look at you, your life is so boring, look at your sister, drinking soup is like drinking delicacies from mountains and seas, this is called enjoying!"

Fan Chengyu continued to fan the flames: "Mom, it's not like delicacies from mountains and seas, this is delicacies from mountains and seas!"

Fan Tao felt that he had been connoted, and began to reply: "Fan Chengyu, you are such a sycophant!"

Fan Chengyu didn't take it seriously, "Slightly slightly..."

Unable to get angry, Fan Tao got up and ran away. He had never won in this kind of matter. It wasn't that he couldn't quarrel with Fan Chengyu, but that Li Rong always stood by his daughter.

After he left, the mother and daughter continued to eat, without the sound of Fan Tao planing the rice, it felt that the food was much more delicious.

Then we chatted one after another.

"Today is your first day at work, how do you feel?"

"Not bad, colleagues are very nice."

Not only is it not bad, it's like winning the life prize, okay?Thinking of Jiang Xumiao, Fan Chengyu felt that the food tasted even better, baa~

"That's okay, anyway, do it well. You don't need to be rich and rich, as long as your work goes smoothly. Also, your lazy temper should be changed. Now that you are a teacher, don't be lazy every day. The teacher wants Looks like a teacher."

Fan Chengyu said perfunctorily, "Mmmmmmm..."

"I changed your outfit when I went to work in the afternoon, and wore another skirt."

"Pfft...Mom, what are you doing!" Fan Chengyu doesn't like to wear skirts, even if she wears that kind of dress, it's not impossible to wear it, but she doesn't like skirts at all.

Li Rong dissatisfied: "What's wrong with wearing a skirt, isn't it beautiful?"

"Not convenient……"

"Then change to a more mature one. You can't wear this sweater. It's too fashionable to fit."

Fan Cheng Yu's taste is suddenly not as good as before. It turns out that living at home also has disadvantages, that is, to accept all kinds of nagging from family members.

"I'm full." Fan Chengyu pulled a tissue and wiped his mouth.

"Wear a skirt in the afternoon, do you hear me?" Ms. Li Rong emphasized again.

Fan Chengyu automatically skipped this topic and said, "Mom, I'm so sleepy, take a nap..."

Back in his room, his ears were much clearer, Fan Chengyu lay down on the small bed and began to digest.The curtains were not drawn, and the sun came out at noon, and the sunlight shone through the glass on Fan Chengyu's skin, and suddenly felt very comfortable, lying on the bed and closing his eyes, thinking of the past.

It was about Jiang Xumiao. Fan Chengyu recalled a certain noon in high school. As usual, she stood at the door of the classroom after school and waited for Jiang Xumiao to finish school, just to take a look at her.

It seems that it is also spring, and the spring light that day is as bright as today.Fan Chengyu stood at the door of the classroom, his legs were numb and sore, and Jiang Xumiao hadn't come out of the classroom yet.

So she waited and waited and kept looking into the classroom. Jiang Xumiao was writing something. When almost everyone had left, Jiang Xumiao slowly began to pack her schoolbag, while Fan Chengyu was standing The back door of the classroom, waiting for her to come out.

At noon that day, there was no one else in the corridor of the teaching building except for the two of them. Jiang Xumiao walked in front and Fan Chengyu walked behind.

Perhaps at that time, Fan Chengyu was too innocent and didn't realize that his behavior was weird. To be followed by a man with a cropped hair and a cross-body bag, for a high school student, it seemed quite scary.

So later, Jiang Xumiao's pace quickened, and Fan Chengyu also quickened. The other party first walked quickly, and then began to trot. Fan Chengyu foolishly followed Jiang Xumiao. The two ran to the first floor, and Jiang Xumiao stopped. Panting, looking at Fan Chengyu who was only six or seven meters away from her, told her to stop approaching, and asked her with some horror:

"Are you a boy or a girl?"

That was the first conversation between Jiang Xumiao and Fan Chengyu, and also the only conversation they had in high school.

"Of course I'm a girl, can't you see that?"

Jiang Xumiao breathed a sigh of relief, "It was too far just now, I only saw a man with short hair chasing me."

Fan Chengyu held on to the railing of the stairs and asked her, "Did I scare you?"

"Ah."

"Don't worry, I'm not a bad person."

"Why are you following me?"

Fan Chengyu was flustered inside, but on the surface he was indifferent, and lied: "I didn't finish my homework yesterday, I stayed to catch up with my homework at noon, and I saw you when I went out, I ran because I was hungry and wanted to go home for dinner .”

After that, she and Jiang Xumiao didn't talk too much, they went back to their respective homes, each looking for their own mothers.

After that day, Fan Chengyu refrained from seeing her, and only watched her secretly, not daring to be blatant.

Fan Chengyu, who was lying on the bed and reminiscing about the past, turned over, thinking that if she asked Jiang Xumiao for a contact information or something that day, would she be able to become friends later?

Recalling it now, it seems that Jiang Xumiao was quite timid at that time. After being chased in broad daylight, his face turned pale like that, as if he was being chased by a ghost.

Glancing at the time, it was time for a nap, and Fan Chengyu put aside these miscellaneous thoughts and officially began to take a nap.

Jiang Xumiao returned to the teacher's apartment, opened the refrigerator, took out the frozen food, warmed it up and started to eat.

The apartment is allocated by the school, and teachers who enter the school can own this apartment as long as they pay a certain fee, and the people who live in this building are all teachers from the school.

The apartment is neither big nor small, seventy to eighty square meters, enough for one person to live in.

The dishes were not finished yesterday, simple fried meat and scrambled eggs with bitter gourd, Jiang Xumiao was distracted while eating, her mind was not on eating at all, she was thinking about things in the morning.

Fan Chengyu came back, it was the girl with a cropped cut, now with long hair fluttering, she was thousands of times more beautiful than her previous rebellious appearance.

Not only has she become more beautiful, but she has also grown taller and whiter, and she is thinner than before. The only thing that remains the same is the eyes and the smile on the corners of her lips. Her smile is full of warmth. No matter whether it is spring, summer, autumn or winter, it always makes people feel warm. warm.

Jiang Xumiao ate a mouthful of food for nearly a minute, his eyes were not fixed, his mind was full of Fan Chengyu, he felt that all this was a bit unreal, did he really become a colleague?Or the one against the table?

Jiang Xumiao, who is 24 years old this year, has a secret. She likes girls. She is originally from City H, but came here to work because the person she likes lives in City A.Her mother kept introducing her to someone, so she could only push and push, using various excuses to reply, such as the one the day before yesterday. They had made an appointment to meet on the same day, but they were really upset, so they called to postpone the time. .

In addition, Jiang Xumiao has another secret. She has been unrequitedly in love with a girl for a long time, and that girl's high school is next door to her. Come here, wander around, it's hard not to be familiar.

Jiang Xumiao knew about her Weibo, knew about her recent situation, knew that she had gone abroad later, studied for a graduate student in country Y, and only returned to China this year, but she didn't expect to return to China to become a teacher, and she was still a teacher in Nanguo No. [-] Middle School.

But she didn't seem to remember herself, Jiang Xumiao was a little distressed, she thought Fan Chengyu would say something this morning, but she didn't say anything.

When seeing her for the first time, Jiang Xumiao admitted that he was nervous, so nervous that the first sentence he uttered was "It's time for class, go back to class first."

How could she not know that she is the teacher.

Jiang Xumiao had no appetite, her mind was in a mess, she only took two bites, she put down the bowl in her hand, she was thinking about whether there was any flaw in her behavior today, and how she should get along with Fan Chengyu in the days to come.

Sexual orientation must never be revealed. Although it is a new era and liking girls is not uncommon, Jiang Xumiao has been hiding this aspect very well because of his occupation.

Jiang Xumiao was thinking about it, and his mind was disturbed by a phone call. The caller showed that it was his mother. The mother who was so worried only hoped that Jiang Xumiao could embrace a good baby before he was 30 years old, and Jiang Xumiao had long wanted to Tell her mother that this may not be possible in a lifetime.

Jiang Xumiao answered the phone: "Hello, Mom."

"Jiang Jiang, have you eaten yet?"

"eating."

Jiang Xumiao knew that when her mother asked her if she had eaten, it was just an opening remark, and she would definitely say that later.

Sure enough, the next second, the voice from the other end of the phone came:

"Mom introduced that object to you, why did you push it?"

For the expected conversation, Jiang Xumiao had already thought up the answer: "It's not that I pushed it, it's that I've been really busy at work recently, let's talk about it later!"

"Don't, don't, don't put it off this week! No matter how busy you are at work, you have to fall in love! Did you hear me! This is the son of your mother's former colleague at work. suitable for you!"

Jiang Xumiao was on the other end of the phone, and the urge to hang up reached its peak, but she finally held back and listened to her mother nagging.

The previous object was to introduce people from the Seventh Aunt and Eighth Aunt, but now even the son of a former colleague is not spared, really drunk.

She automatically omitted what her mother said in the middle, and only heard the important sentence before hanging up the phone:

"Friday night, mom made an appointment for you, you must go! I'll hang up first!"

"Mom?? Don't, mom, I'm busy!!"

Beep beep beep...the phone has been hung up.