Chapter 67: Chapter 67: The heart of a parent is full of pity
Eggplant is a difficult vegetable to cook. The eggplant in the bowl is obviously not fried, but boiled, and it is still a bit bland.
Xiao Zhijie took a few mouthfuls of rice and stirred the eggplant around in the bowl, 'It's not as good as my pickles.'
Wang Changning said to him, 'Be content with what you have. It's free, what more could you want?'
There wasn't much oil either, and Feng Yiping didn't like boiled eggplant with just water either. They had eaten all their pickles, so he encouraged Xiao Zhijie, 'Second Brother, go to the classroom and beg for some. Some of the girls should still have some pickles left. It's best if they have chili. Mix it with the eggplant, and it will taste better.'
As long as it's dealing with girls, Xiao Zhijie likes it. 'Okay, Monkey King.'
He turned around and went inside for a while, and soon came back with at least three kinds of pickles in a bowl. Wang Changning went up to him and praised him, "Oh, that's not bad, it seems like you're very popular with the girls!'
Feng Yiping said, "Yes, it seems like Comrade Xiao Zhijie has the potential to be a kept man.'
What did it mean to be a kept man? Xiao Zhijie and Wang Changning didn't quite understand, but from the expression on Feng Yiping's face when he spoke, they understood one thing: it was definitely not a good thing.
Xiao Zhijie grumpily gave Feng Yiping some pickled chili peppers and cowpeas. 'Here, Hu Junting specifically asked me to bring these to you.'
Then he gave the rest to Wang Changning, half and half. Mix eggplant with pickles, and you won't believe how much better it tastes. Wang Changning asked as he ate, 'Hu Junting? What's that about?'
Xiao Zhijie nudged Feng Yiping, 'Well, that's someone who has a hero to help them, and they've brought good luck.'
Wang Changning liked to hear such gossip, and quickly leaned over, 'Tell me more.'
Feng Yiping didn't bother with the two of them, letting Xiao Zhijie make fun of him.
The classes for this afternoon and tomorrow had been scheduled at the last minute, with almost one subject per class. During the afternoon class, not only were the students listless, but the teacher also seemed to be in a bad mood. Everyone was told to review, and if they had any questions, they could come and ask him. Even a few guys fell asleep with their heads on their books, and the teacher just turned a blind eye. freewёbnoνel.com
When the fourth class was over, everyone was suddenly full of energy. They held their umbrellas and took their bowls to the canteen to queue up. They would have meat to eat tonight!
After being served the dishes, most people were greatly disappointed. There was a little meat flavour in the soup, but as for the meat, it was very good to find even a trace of it. The other dish, stir-fried cucumber with chilli, was more successful than the one at lunch, and the taste was not bad. There was also more oil than at lunch.
Because the canteen chef knew Feng Yiping, he got a bit of a bargain and was lucky enough to get a piece of spare rib, which made Xiao Zhijie very unhappy.
Because the food was quite good, some students went to order two more servings of rice after they had finished eating, and asked the canteen chef to make more soup. Of course they wanted to take advantage of the bargain, and besides, with their appetites, they could eat not just two more servings of rice, but four.
So they went back to the queue before they finished eating. This time they were lucky, and the three of them came out with a bowl of soup and rice. After a while, the canteen chef shouted at the students still waiting in line, 'There's still rice, but there are only pickles left.' Curses immediately arose, but it was useless to curse, and the crowd gradually dispersed.
After eating, Zhou Liwei and the class leaders carried the TV from Mr Wang's home to the classroom. They used the TV's built-in indoor antenna, and three or four people went up to adjust it. After half an hour of messing around, they managed to get two channels to come in – CCTV-1, which was not very clear, and a county channel, which was still quite clear.
Everyone decided to watch the local news, which was clearer, and after watching the News Broadcast, they watched the local news. It was already past 8 o'clock when they finally started the TV series, 'The Flying Fox of Snow Mountain'. They had already reached episode 33, and only a few episodes left until the finale.
For Feng Yiping, of course, the current TV series are all beneath contempt. The sets are really simple, not to mention any big scenes.
Hong Kong and Taiwanese TV dramas have always been very cost-effective. There are ten or so people sitting in a living room, and he dares to say that this is a martial arts convention held by martial artists from all over the world; there are a few scattered tents in the wasteland that are no taller than a person, and he dares to say that this is hundreds of thousands of troops...
Seeing scenes like this, Feng Yiping can't help but laugh. There are quite a few episodes like this in this version of the TV series, and after watching it for a while, he really can't bear to watch anymore.
However, the ending song 'Love in the Snow' is not bad.
On Sunday afternoon, the rain stopped for a rare moment, and the sun showed its face. After two classes, the school let everyone do free activities, wash clothes, and so on.
So by dinner time, the corridor in front of the dormitory was full of clothes hung on strings, colourful and somewhat spectacular.
Feng Wen and a few classmates kept going back to the front of the girls' dormitory, and they never got tired of it. After returning, they gathered together and laughed with a hint of flirtatiousness on their faces.
Xiao Zhijie and Feng Yiping deliberately observed it once and found that they were actually specifically looking at the underwear that the girls had hung out to dry. Haha, children in adolescence!
The rain stopped for a little while, but then started again during evening study time. It was still very heavy, so it seemed that there would definitely be no holiday on Monday. The exams would start on Wednesday, so they would have to wait until after the exams to go home.
On Monday, parents began to arrive at school one after the other, braving the heavy rain, to collect their children with clothes and food. Although they had not received any notice, the parents were able to guess that this was due to the heavy rain.
During the second period of the morning class, Xiao Zhijie's father arrived, carrying a bag of laundry, a bottle of pickled vegetables, a bottle of stir-fried meat with chilli, and a few large pears. At lunchtime, the canteen served stir-fried zucchini and pickled vegetables, but the three of them did not want any of the canteen food and finished the stir-fried meat with chilli.
In the second lesson of the afternoon, Feng Yiping saw his grandfather waving at him from the doorway. He had seen this happen many times before, and the physics teacher waved him out of the classroom as soon as he saw him standing up.
His grandfather had brought him a bottle of pickles, four salted duck eggs, and a warm wheat cake wrapped in a towel. His grandfather told him to eat it right away, as it would be bad if it got cold. Wang Changning's parents had not come, so they had asked his grandfather to bring their clothes and groceries.
At around 3 o'clock, a middle-aged man with bare feet and carrying a bag came to the classroom door. His clothes were soaked, and his hair was also wet, sticking to his head in clumps. He smiled and waved to the classroom. Wang Jinju immediately ran out, and the father and daughter had a conversation in front of the corridor. Then Wang Jinju came back crying.
After class, Xiao Zhijie asked around and came back to tell Feng Yiping that the road was difficult to travel in the rain. Wang Juju's father had left home after breakfast in the morning and rushed to the school. He arrived on the other side of the river at noon and walked for several miles up and down the river before finding a place where the water was calmer and swimming across.
Everyone went out to look at the river yesterday afternoon, and one person even swam across such a river with their belongings. One can imagine the difficulty! No wonder Wang Juju cried.
In short, all parents have the same feelings!