Extra: Whose Pegasus Lane Is It? At that Time, I Thought It Was Just Normal.

Extra - Whose Pegasus Lane was just ordinary at that time?

"My little girl, you're going to school today."

The morning light broke through a corner of the clouds and fell on a jumping little figure.

She had two very irregular braids, one large and one small, which was finally much better than not braiding a single braid a few days ago and falling apart halfway.

Fortunately, the little girl is pretty, and such ugly braids cannot affect her cuteness.

She held a small fried dough stick in her left hand and a small meat bun in her right hand. She took a bite from the left and a bite from the right. She jumped around while eating, and sang a few lines from time to time.

Behind him was a young man with a serious expression. There is a sword hanging on the waist, a bulging book bag hanging on the chest, a bowl of mutton soup in the left hand, and a clean oil paper bag in the right hand. The inside is divided, with fried dough sticks on the far left and fried dough sticks in the middle. Meat buns, pancakes on the right. The variety is very rich, but the portions are not large.

He looked delicate and gentle, but his expression looked fierce. He would say from time to time, "Eat quickly, you will be late."

The little girl was eating happily and nodded vigorously to show that she understood and that she was not impatient.

The uncles and aunts who set up breakfast stalls along the way smiled at her.

"An'an, are you going to school?"

"Come here An'an, I'll give you two of the freshly made fried dumplings."

"Xiao An'an, don't you want a bowl of chicken noodle soup?"

Jiang Anan was very determined, shaking her braid and refusing, while moving forward with all her strength... But the chicken noodle soup was so delicious!

The oily sauteed meat topping is poured on the emerald green vegetables, and the snow-white thin noodles are bathed in the yellow chicken soup.

The scent caught her little boots!

The fried dough sticks in my hand seemed strangely wilted, and the meat buns in my hand didn't seem that fragrant.

Jiang An'an had no choice but to stop, turned back, and looked at her brother pitifully - I didn't want to, and there was nothing I could do. Her big dark eyes said so.

It's a pity that Jiang Wangdao, an inner disciple of Maple Forest City Taoist Academy, is determined and iron-hearted. He said with a straight face: "You are the one who wants to eat meat buns and fried dough sticks when you go out. I also prepared mutton soup and pancakes for you!"

Jiang Anan blinked: "Brother, you eat it too."

"I'm not hungry!"

"elder brother……"

"Okay, okay, you go first." The iron-hearted Jiang Mou, despite surrendering, still tried to maintain his image as a 'brother strict': "I brought the chicken noodles and caught up with you. Please be quick and leave." late!"

Jiang Anan cheered: "Oh, my brother is the best in Maplewood City, oh no, in the world!"

He happily trotted forward two steps.

Jiang Wang stopped in front of the morning noodle vendor's wooden cart. Through the hot air, he looked at the smiling uncle and said in a helpless tone: "Uncle Chen, it's not okay for you to always tempt An An with food."

Uncle Chen, the noodle seller, smiled so hard that his face was filled with wrinkles, and the hard work and happiness of the time overflowed from him.

"Hey, Mr. Jiang, don't tell me, your sister is well raised and knows how to eat! My chicken soup is made from old hens raised at home. It has been simmered in a clay pot overnight. That one is called a fragrant one."

His steamed chicken noodle soup costs 20 dollars a bowl! I haven't sold a bowl in a few days. Usually, neighbors come to have breakfast, and all they buy and sell are vegetarian noodles. That is to say, Jiang Anan came to study nearby, and his high-end noodles were able to open up sales. He is certainly capable of seduce the little girl's greed.

Of course, he was also a little embarrassed to always catch a family harvesting wool. So I was cruel and added another spoonful of sesame seeds. The meat was full of sesame seeds, covering all the green vegetables and white noodles.

I couldn't help but take two breaths of the aroma.

Then he handed over the bowl of noodles with rough hands and said with a smile: "You can just bring the empty bowl over tomorrow."

Jiang Wang complained, but the twenty dollars were still neatly placed on the table, and then he took the bowl of chicken noodle soup and hurried forward.

Soon he caught up with Jiang Anan who hadn't even moved a few steps.

"Here, I'll serve it to you. You hold the chopsticks."

"This noodle is hot, please eat slowly!"

"What makes it inconvenient for you to eat like this? If you were willing to get up early, would we be in such a hurry?"

"You still want to sit down and eat?! Aren't you afraid that Mr. will slap you on the palm?"

"I won't eat! Stop doing this!"

"Go, go, eat your own."

"Hurry up, Jiang An'an! I'm going to be late for my Taoist class later. Xiao Tiemian got angry. Can you copy the Taoist scriptures for me?"

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Two figures, one tall and one short, just like this, if you say something mean, I will take a bite, if you say something mean, I will take another bite, and they hurried to the school.

And the morning light is clear and everything is clear.

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After all, I couldn't eat the hot noodle soup too quickly, and there was too much meat.

By the time Jiang Anan finished his last bite, the brother and sister finally arrived at Mingde Hall, but the old man holding a pointer was still blocking the door.

Frowning, his expression was serious: "Jiang An'an, are you late again?"

Jiang Anan, whose face was glowing and cheerful just now, was now sullen and drooping, head lowered and silent.

"It's my fault, it's my fault." Jiang Wang quickly stepped forward and apologized: "I was doing morning work this morning to collect purple energy and nourish Dao Yuan. I forgot myself for a moment and was late, so I didn't deliver An An in time. My mistake, please forgive me once."

After all, he is an outstanding disciple of the Chengdao Academy.

The old gentleman still had a good impression of this outstanding young man. He still kept a straight face, but his tone was much more relaxed: "You can't just focus on your own practice. You should also pay close attention to your sister's studies."

"Yes, yes, sir, you are right." Jiang Wang said kindly: "Otherwise, why would I send her to Mingde Hall? Isn't it because your knowledge is second to none in Fenglin City? Let me say that in terms of teaching and educating people, no one in the entire Qinghe County can match you!"

"Stop flattering me!" This flattery was really like flattery. The old man suddenly became stern again: "Jiang Anan fell asleep in class yesterday. Did she tell you when she got home?"

Jiang Wang immediately raised his hand and promised: "I will teach her a lesson when I get home. She will definitely not dare to do it tomorrow."

Jiang Anan stood there obediently, waiting for the punishment.

The old man wanted to teach her a lesson, but there was a burst of crying in the school behind him.

"No, no, Qingzhi beat Chen Xiaopang again!" A child shouted.

"This Song Qingzhi is lawless!" The old man didn't care about teaching the brother and sister in front of the door, and stepped in with the corner of his shirt.

Jiang Wang went to see Jiang Anan, and Jiang Anan also glanced at him secretly.

The brother and sister smiled at each other.

One took back the school bag and walked into Mingde Hall with a heroic spirit.

The other took the fried dough sticks, meat buns, pancakes and mutton soup that his sister had discarded and went straight to Chengdaoyuan.

He walked through the streets and alleys at a brisk pace.

He turned into Chengdaoyuan and kicked open the door of the dormitory -

Bang!

Linghe, who was meditating, smiled helplessly.

The hungover Du Laohu jumped up with a start, ready for a fight.

"Big brother, second brother!"

Jiang Wang smiled brightly, holding the food in his hands and holding it high: "I bought breakfast for you!"

Du Yehu grabbed the oil paper bag, disdained the fried dough sticks, picked up the meat buns and stuffed them into his mouth, and said unsatisfactorily: "Since you want to bring food, why don't you bring some wine? This is boring!"

Jiang Wang ignored him, and just brought out the mutton soup with a smile: "Boss, come down and drink it, mutton soup from Cai Ji Mutton Shop. It's still hot!"

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