Thinking about making money, Lu Ning fell asleep very late, but was woken up just after seven o'clock the next morning.Song Chunmei and Fang Zhigang got up early and moved very quietly. Senior high school students only have half a day off a week. It was not easy to get a five-day holiday for the National Day and the monthly holiday. Originally, they wanted to let their children sleep in, but the residents of the tube building were busy with pots and pans, beating their children and scolding their husbands early in the morning.
Seeing Lu Ning get up and get ready to go to work, Song Chunmei said, "Ningning, I left breakfast for you in the kitchen. Eat it after you wash up. If you don't want to cook noodles at noon, take the meal ticket to the factory cafeteria and wait for me to come back to cook in the evening."
"Okay, Mom."
He hadn't called Mom for more than 20 years, and he called her quite smoothly.
Song Chunmei also smiled and said, "You have two days off, so relax. If you have nothing to do, go around. Don't stay at home all the time."
"Yeah."
The Fang couple left, and Lu Ning was the only one left in the house. He went to the toilet to flush the water, washed up, and took the scallion pancake that Song Chunmei had left for him from the stove.
Not to mention, his mother's cooking skills are really good now. Even the simple scallion pancake is better than others.
Lu Ning was chewing the still warm scallion pancake while walking out. As soon as he opened the door to the living room and came to the balcony outside, he saw a figure rushing over from the left.
The man was too fast, and he didn't have time to dodge. The two of them bumped into each other, and the remaining half of the scallion pancake in his hand fell to the ground with a snap.
This person was none other than Zhou Jiayu.
He exclaimed softly, bent down to pick up the scallion pancake on the ground, held it in his mouth, and stuffed an unopened bag of bread in his hand into Lu Ning's hand, and said vaguely: "The pancake is dirty, give it to me, you eat this."
After that, without waiting for Lu Ning to react, he ran to the stairs and disappeared in an instant, as if there was a ghost chasing him.
Lu Ning looked at the bread in his hand, and was stunned when he was called back to his senses by a lion's roar: "Zhou Jiayu! Come back here!"
Lu Ning turned his head and saw an old woman in her fifties or sixties rushing out of the house two doors away. She lay on the balcony, looking down and roaring. Whether it was her straight body or her loud voice, it showed that she was a vigorous old lady.
It should be Zhou Jiayu's grandmother. Lu Ning knew that everyone called her Grandma Li.
Zhou Jiayu had already run downstairs, and pulled out a 28 bicycle from nowhere. Standing downstairs, he looked up and smiled at the old lady, "Grandma, I know I was wrong. You stay at home and rest for the next two days. I'll go to the hospital to accompany grandpa."
Grandma Li spat, "You little bastard, if I find out that you fight with others again, I'll break your legs."
"Got it!" After that, he waved to Grandma Li, took a step with his long legs, and casually stepped onto the 28 bar beside him, humming the popular song "Thank You for Your Love" by superstar Andy Lau this year, and rode away with his head shaking. I
dare not think about it and should not
thank you for your love again.
I have to exist
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Wear to the time when the male god was young [MTL] [NO EDIT]
General FictionWhen Lu Ning was young, he was sponsored by the legendary rich man Zhou Jiayu. Since then, he has regarded the gentle and elegant Zhou Jiayu as his idol and goal. He also sighed that you were not born when I was born, and I was born when you were ol...