Joe nodded: "yes, I am a junior."
Yang Qiulu's eyes showed a little envious look: "really good."
In fact, at that time, her academic performance was not bad.
But no matter how bad, she was not allowed to continue to go to school.
She was forced to drop out of school early, and later was honed by life. Even if she wanted to read, she had no energy and ideas.
Often looking at those wearing school uniforms, wearing the streets, smiling happy students show the color of yearning.
She had a chance to be one of them, but she had a chance.
Thinking of this, she dropped her eyes again, and her finger tips twisted together nervously, looking a little gloomy.
Her fingers were dry, thin and yellow, and her skin was very poor, far from the hands of a girl in her twenties. Joe looked at her and whispered, "do you want to continue reading? It's OK. "
Yang Qiulu shook his head, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "I'm very grateful to you for giving me a chance to be reborn, but I also know what I'm in now. After so many years, I've forgotten almost all my knowledge. I'm not very smart. Even if I go to study, I can't keep up with it."
Since she didn't want to go to school, it was obvious that Meng Chengyu had something else to do when he called her today.
Just then, Meng Chengyu came out with two bowls of noodles.
Looking at simple and elegant, bowl noodles holding a poached egg and a few small vegetables, looking at although simple and elegant light, but the sales are not bad.
Meng Chengyu is used to cooking noodles at home.
She put the bowl on the table, and Yang Qiulu got up quickly to help. Qiao looked at them now and thought deeply.
"Meng Chengyu told you about lingzu."
Meng Chengyu and Yang Qiulu were stiff at that time and looked at each other. Meng Chengyu looked at Qiao Jin and said, "yes, I said so."
Joe nodded: "it's OK. We'll talk about it after you finish eating."
Meng Chengyu and Yang Qiulu both nodded and sat down to eat noodles quietly.
Compared with Meng Chengyu's slowness, Yang Qiulu eats much faster.
It's not her eagerness, but she's been used to it for so many years.
Often eat to the halfway to work, work against the clock.
She's also used to doing everything quickly.
When Yang Qiulu finished eating, Meng Chengyu ate half of it.
Yang Qiulu used to live a full and hungry life. As an adult, her life was a little better, but most of her food was tasteless and cheap. Meng Chengyu made such a bowl of home-made noodles, which were incomparably delicious to her.
Even when you eat, you can't help touching, and your eyes will become red.
Before yesterday, she could not imagine that she would live such a life.
No one came to her for trouble, no parents' oppression. She could eat and wear warm clothes and sleep in a soft bed. Everything symbolized freedom and beauty.
As she thought when she first saw Joe, she really came from heaven.
After eating, Meng Chengyu teased her: "do you eat so fast? Be careful not to choke
Yang Qiulu even finished the soup and whispered, "no way."
She waited for Meng Chengyu to finish eating, then put away the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen, and washed them first.
She insisted on doing these things, otherwise she always felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, so Meng Chengyu let her go.
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