Chapter 90 The First Day Not Living in School

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September 1st, the day of registration, was the same as usual for the third-grade students. They closed their doors and went to class as usual.

For the new first-year students, it is a day of novelty and excitement, new school, new teacher, new classmates... another new beginning.

For Feng Yiping and his classmates in the second grade, this was the last registration day in junior high school when they would not attend classes seriously. Their main task today is to go to the financial department to pay tuition and miscellaneous fees, and then clean up.

Feng Yiping arrived at the school in the morning, paid the tuition fee, greeted Xiao Zhijie and Wang Changning, and ran out of the school under the cover of the freshmen's registration. It was collective labor, and he was missing a lot of labor.

Returning to his hut, he stewed the braised pork and prepared several other dishes. Taking advantage of this little gap, he checked the staves that he had written down again and again, which was related to whether he could open a shop in the provincial capital. There is no room for loss.

He likes to stew the braised pork for a longer time. After more than two hours, add a handful of green vegetables, a little salt, and then cook over high heat to collect the juice. It's done!

I tasted a few pieces, slightly sweet, melt in the mouth, fat but not greasy, not bad!

Then I fried twice-cooked tofu, scrambled eggs with chili peppers, and finally when cooking oyster mushroom soup, I heard Xiao Zhijie calling the door outside.

As soon as he entered the door, he took a deep breath, "Wow, it smells so good!" Then he ran to the kitchen.

Wang Changning was behind him, carrying a black plastic bag containing peeled peanuts, at least one liter.

Feng Yiping didn't show any courtesy to him, so he took it away, and then took him around the room. In the other bedroom, the beds were well arranged, waiting for him to come and live.

Xiao Zhijie, a foodie, came over with a few pieces of braised pork in a bowl, "Your level is really good, and the soup is also good, what are you looking at now, let's eat!"

Can't drink, just drink soda, and there is nothing extra to say, as soon as everyone sits down, they start immediately. The first thing to grab is the braised pork, just like this pure stewed meat without other dishes, which can be eaten every year when the pigs are born.

A young boy with a long body, the amount of meat and appetite is really not covered. There are more than two catties of pork belly, and he eats cleanly. The tofu and eggs are also robbed, and there is only some oyster mushroom soup left. This is also the reason for drinking two large bottles of soda .

The three of them lazily lay on the sofa rubbing their bellies, Feng Yiping kicked Xiao Zhijie, "Go wash the dishes,"

Xiao Zhijie kicked Wang Changning, "Old Wang, go, I washed it a few days ago."

"I wasn't there that time a few days ago,"

Because I haven't attended class yet, I have a little excess energy, and I'm a good hand when it comes to scratching the surface.

In the end, it was Feng Yiping who made the decision, "You two guess the punch, and the winner will be determined."

In the end, Wang Changning was unlucky and lost to Xiao Zhijie's Bu with a fist.

Xiao Zhijie watched him walk into the kitchen with a wicked smile, very happy. But then sighed again, "Well, if only there was a TV."

"Don't even think about the TV. I'll buy a tape recorder in a few days, so I can listen to music and learn English."

There is no TV, no computer, and no Internet, which is actually quite good. Feng Yiping knows that he is not a firm-willed person, if there are too many external temptations, he will definitely relax. In this period of comprehensive foundation, it is better to be nervous.

You don’t need to go to school in the afternoon, but you must go to the evening self-study, because Wang Yumin will definitely be there for the evening self-study. She didn't see anyone all day, and if she didn't show up during evening self-study, it would really challenge her bottom line.

In the evening, Wang Yumin's speech was still nothing new, emphasizing the significance of learning, emphasizing the urgency of time, no accidents, these words will continue throughout the remaining two years.

At around nine o'clock, Feng Yiping put on starlight, lowered his head and pedaled vigorously, and returned to the village after more than ten minutes.

The village is very quiet, most people are asleep, only a few windows still have light coming through.

Everything is silent, and the chirping of insects in the grass by the side of the road is inaudible. Occasionally, one or two barking dogs from a distance make this quiet night even more lonely like snow.

Listening to his monotonous and lonely footsteps, Feng Yiping really felt a little nervous. There were not many lights in the corridor. He went upstairs in the dark. After entering the door, turn on the light first, then turn around and close the door.

After entering the house, I relaxed, took another shower, soaked my clothes in the basin by the way, entered the bedroom, wrote another novel, and went to bed on time at half past ten.

On September 2nd, the school, which was noisy and chaotic yesterday, quickly got back on track. With the wake-up bell ringing, the new semester officially kicked off.

Feng Yiping got up at six in the morning and ordered a bowl of egg noodles. While eating the noodles, he boiled two more eggs and prepared to bring them to the two people.

At 6:30, I went to school by bicycle. At this time, the building was still quiet, and most people were still immersed in sleep.

I entered the classroom at 6:45, and the students who lived on campus hadn't come back from their exercise. After a few minutes, I saw a large army running into the school, and then heard the leader of the playground colonel lecturing. After disbanding, the students walked to the classroom in groups of three and four.

After school at noon, he hurried back to the village by bicycle, cooked the rice, fried a dry stir-fried bean, saw that the rice was not cooked, went to bed first, got up in an hour, washed his face, and finished two bowls After dinner, I arrived at school refreshed and refreshed before 1:30.

In the afternoon, he went home with Wang Yumin and his wife. Teacher Zhu took Feng Yiping with him on his bicycle, and Wang Yumin rode Feng Yiping's mountain bike with Little Swallow sitting on the front bumper.

After entering the room, Wang Yumin looked at his watch first, "It's almost fifteen minutes."

Teacher Zhu took Little Swallow around and said, "Your hardware is better than ours!"

Wang Yumin unceremoniously checked the books on Feng Yiping's desk, opened the drawers to look for them, and even looked under the bed. He saw that there were no miscellaneous books, and there were no other things like playthings, so he nodded in satisfaction. .

It was a sudden attack today, Feng Yiping didn't know it beforehand, so it was impossible to prepare for it. Now it seems that, just like what his mother said, he is still a child who can make adults feel at ease.

Now that he's here, Feng Yiping simply saves the meal, anyway, there are a lot of dishes in the kitchen these two days.

Wang Yumin was going to be the chef, and Teacher Zhu helped, so Feng Yiping took Little Swallow to a small shop on the street to buy milk and popsicles.

Wang Yumin's cooking skills are acceptable, but the taste is bland, maybe it's because of the little swallow, anyway, Feng Yiping knows that Mr. Zhu likes slightly salty and spicy food.

At the dinner table, Wang Yumin mentioned that it's okay now, but next month, after the lunch break is cancelled, I will go back and forth for half an hour, plus cooking, and I will be in a hurry at noon.

Feng Yiping had already figured it out. When the weather turned colder, he could prepare the dishes and bring them to school in an insulated bucket in the morning, and eat at school at noon.

However, Wang Yumin flatly refused his request to skip going to school for evening self-study, and said that in case of bad weather such as heavy rain and snow, he could ask her for leave.

I knew it wasn't that easy, I still had to find a way to get her to agree.

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