Self-guided daily life after rebirth

Chapter 37 Early

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The first week of college life is over.

It's the weekend.

Su Tong got up early in the morning—a joke, he was also the president of the college student promotion club who got up at seven every day anyway, although there were only six people in this ghost club, but since he did one thing, he had to love one.

Even if he is a duck, he still wants to make the unique golden crispy duck.

It's just that Comrade Golden Crispy Duck is too lazy to cook in the morning.

Duck... oh no, Ya got up, staggered all the way to the bathroom, took a shower and changed clothes, and by the way washed the clothes that were changed after taking a shower last night.

The young lady loves to be clean. She takes a bath at least twice a day. Su Tong has become a star who will die if he doesn't take a bath. He takes a bath every morning and evening, which makes him feel refreshed.

The morning sun is light and light.

The curtains in the living room are drawn, leaving only a small gap, through which the outdoor light passes through, as sharp as a blade, while the air through which the indoor light passes, there are faint dust floating in the air, colorful and dreamy, and the airflow surges when you stretch out your hand, as if The glowing floating dust also swirled and rushed.

The air quality is worrying.

Su Tong didn't think poetically at all, then walked to the window and drew the curtains.

The fresh air outside the window rushed into the room.

The clear sky spread in front of my eyes, and when I looked up, I could see the cloudless clear blue sky through the opened shutters.

Su Tong closed his eyes and greedily inhaled the air filled with pm2.5, feeling a little tight in his chest, opened his eyes again, shook his head, and smiled wryly.

Hey, the air quality is really bad.

But anyway, the wonderful weekend has finally begun.

Thinking about it, he turned back to his room, took his wallet and mobile phone, and went downstairs calmly.

The eldest lady should have not gotten up yet.

She is not a pig, but she usually sleeps for quite a long time - the bad habit of being too lazy to get up early is called "beauty sleep" by the young lady.

So it's really strange to say that the proprietress of the Waking Club is actually the one who takes the lead and least wants to get up early.

Su Tong was in a slightly delicate mood.

It was already eight o'clock when I walked all the way to the breakfast stall.

He found a clean corner and sat down, temporarily put the phone key on the table, turned around and shouted to the boss:

"Uncle Zhang, three meat buns for two yuan, fried buns, a bowl of Hu spicy soup, and another serving of millet porridge wrapped in red bean paste. It's customary to take away... sorry for your trouble!"

The middle-aged man who was still busy with the frying pan and the noodle table over there raised his head and replied honestly:

"Hey, don't worry, I'll ask my aunt to bring it over for you!"

"okay."

The question and answer room is quite market-like.

And Su Tong lowered his head again, turned on his phone and checked the weather.

Seeing the bright sun in the water, he was also in a happy mood--Saturday and Sunday were free for two days, and the teachers didn't give too much homework at the beginning of school, so naturally there was time to go out for a walk.

It's up to Missy to make arrangements.

Su Tong put down the phone.

And the small breakfast stall around me has become leisurely.

As the main force, the elementary school and high school students had just mopped up a wave, and then the office workers living around. Now these two groups of troops have left in a hurry, and the rest are old men and women.

Not far away is a square.

Across the small half of the street, Sutong can hear the tunes of Little Apple and the most dazzling national style - presumably there are old men and women wearing exercise clothes and dance clothes in the square for morning exercises, joggers, morning exercises, morning exercises, and Tai Chi There must be.

The sunset is red, the sunset is red.

Su Tong sat on the small bench that had been set up earlier, looking at the cheerful old man drinking soy milk and eating fried dough sticks and the aunt who was gently peeling eggs beside him, he suddenly felt inexplicably three or forty years older.

Here Xiao Su is lamenting about life, but Aunt Zhang over there is already bringing the meal with a smile on her face:

"Xiaotong, you ordered the meal."

"Hey! Thank you, Aunt Zhang!"

Su Tong also took the plate with a smile.

The army of early risers had already passed by like a tractor going downhill, and there were only a few regular customers left at the early morning stall, and of course Su Tong who had just moved in was not.

He knew about it half a month ago.

Uncle Zhang Zhang is from Henan, honest and honest, so the stall has good quality and low price, and there are many varieties - selling steamed buns, fried buns, soy milk and millet porridge, and of course selling spicy soup, sugar cake and deep-fried dough sticks. Miss Taste.

For half a month, I came here occasionally to buy breakfast, but I already got acquainted with Uncle Zhang and his wife.

Su Tong is deliberately practicing social skills.

But it's also true.

He broke apart the disposable chopsticks, picked up a piece of fried bun, dipped it in the hot and spicy soup, stuffed it in his mouth, and bit.

Cool.

"How about it, Uncle Zhang's craftsmanship is not bad, right?"

The smiling middle-aged man sat down beside Su Tong.

For example, student Su Xiao calmly took another sip of Hu spicy soup, then let go of the spoon and gave a thumbs up:

"it is good!"

Uncle Zhang took off his mask and nodded with a simple smile:

"That's good. If you are happy eating, uncle will be happy too."

"Uncle Zhang isn't busy with business anymore?"

"The time when there are the most people is over, and there will be few people in the future. Your aunt can handle it."

"Wow, Uncle Zhang, you are actually willing to let your aunt be busy, unlike you!"

Su Tong smirked and joked.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Zhang raised his hand when he heard the words, took off his hat, held it in his hand with some embarrassment, turned his eyes, stared at his wife, and sighed:

"Oh, Xiaotong, you don't know. That woman is really troublesome. I said I was not tired and she insisted that I come down and rest for a while, but where I am tired is that woman thinks I am tired. She is really worried. !"

He complained, but Su Tong could easily see an imperceptible gentle smile from the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth in front of him.

His hand holding the chopsticks was slightly stiff.

Just now my stomach was empty and I was so hungry, I ate only fried buns, which was just enough to fill my stomach, and I felt my appetite was great.

But he couldn't resist this unexpected mouthful of old dog food.

Mom.

full!

Su Tongpo was a little dumbfounded, and complained:

"Why do you two show your affection, Uncle Zhang, every time I have breakfast, it's so miserable for us singles."

"You're still single?" Uncle Zhang scolded with a smile, "The girl who came with you a few days ago can't be your sister?"

"Why can't..."

"Because you, Uncle Zhang, and I have been in the breakfast stall business for more than ten years, and have met too many people, so I have already developed the ability to read people. The way you looked at her that day was at your own sister and sister?"

"..."

Su Tong choked.

Only then did Uncle Zhang grin, and slipped a bag of four red bean paste buns and a cup of millet porridge from behind, and put them on the table:

"Treasure the people in front of you, little comrade, and, next week, your aunt and I will be closed for a month."

"...Closed business?"

"Yes, closed."

Uncle Zhang turned his head and looked at the busy woman at the other end, feeling quite emotional:

"Your aunt has been with me for so many years, and she has been wronged for so many years. Now that she has earned enough money and her child has come out to work... I want to take your aunt out for fun and travel. I will take a month off first, so I will take a break first. Tell you old customers who know..."

"I want her to be happy, too, and lighthearted."

He said in a low voice, as if there was light in his eyes.

[To be continued]

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Chapter 38 Contrast

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Su Tong didn't expect to go out to eat dog food that could be stuffed into his mouth for an early breakfast.

But Uncle Zhang is really nice.

Simple and honest, honest and kind.

Since I met Uncle Zhang half a month ago, I can always see the warm smile on his face at any time.

People who face life optimistically deserve to be treated gently by fate.

Su Tong sincerely wished Uncle Zhang and his wife a smooth and happy trip, then he paid the bill and slipped home with bean paste buns and millet porridge.

Aunt Zhang was careful, and before he left, she told him that she had written down the taste of the eldest lady, so she put more sugar in advance, and Su Tong once again lamented that there was a reason why Uncle Zhang and the two had such a good relationship...By the way, it was just right Lemon.

Don't say it earlier, the dog food is full.

It would be great if the eldest lady would learn from Aunt Zhang.

Not to mention many virtuous wives and loving mothers, at least he would be completely satisfied if he had a gentle and virtuous wife.

Mom.

If the eldest lady was more gentle and virtuous, he would be like this now? .jpg

Su Tong looked up to the sky with a long sigh and went upstairs.

He took out the key to open the door, glanced at the living room, and listened to the movement—well, the pig of the young miss is probably still soundly asleep.

He pouted, changed his slippers, put the bean paste buns and millet porridge on the living room table, boiled a pot of hot water, and walked to the door of the eldest lady's room.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

Knock on the door.

Then he leaned his ear against the door like a jingle bell, and shouted:

"Miss, you have the ability to snatch a man and open the door!"

Tremor.

So the lingering sound surrounds the beam and echoes endlessly.

After shouting this sentence, he shut up and listened to the movement in the room with breathless concentration.

First there was a faint murmur.

"Ugh..."

Then there was the soft rustle of cloth rubbing against each other.

Su Tong stuck to the door, imagining the eldest lady's fragrant shoulders half exposed, spring flooding her face like a warm spring with hazy eyes, her nose was hot, and she couldn't help licking her lips.

stimulate.

Sure enough, the feeling of Liantong is so simple and unpretentious...