Chapter 55 I think...I will never go mountain climbing again

  Welcome to Jiupin Literature, you can quickly enter this site by searching "Jiupin Literature" in any search engine. This site permanently provides free downloads of high-quality and txt format without pop-up windows! Although the average temperature for several months has been higher than other cities, even surpassing the highest temperature in this city last year, the temperature in B City is still slowly rising. As the long and hot summer vacation approaches, I have focused my mind on experimenting with new dessert varieties.

  I couldn't help but shake my head and laugh out loud, such a huge business opportunity, if I don't grasp it tightly, it would truly be unforgivable to the ambition I had at the beginning of dominating B city's dessert world.

  I was so excited to collect my glittering fantasy, only to find that the couple opposite me had been staring at me with an unusual gaze. I chuckled and said: "Tonight, Auntie and I will wait for Xiaoyu and the others to arrive before closing the door together and returning home. Dinner tonight is all up to you two, don't forget to buy some purple cabbage for salad. By the way, Uncle mentioned last night that he would take a half-day off today to help out, so you can take it easy, old man."

  The white woman's eyes turned ferocious as soon as I mentioned "Shou Xing", the bread in her hand was almost crushed into a pancake at the same time, grinding her teeth without making a sound.

  Yes, she is today's birthday girl.

  However, the stubborn Mrs. White refused to admit that she had grown a year older, so last night she gathered a large pile of snacks and entered her bedroom, ruthlessly driving out her husband without hesitation, and indicating that no one would see her for the next 25 hours. I saw Mr. White smile calmly at me, say "daughter go to bed early", and then take his pillow and familiarly went to the study, so I knew Mrs. White must have forgotten to hide the spare key again.

  As expected, when I got up today, Mrs. Bai was already sitting at the dinner table with a dark face eating bread, while Mr. Bai looked at his wife with a warm and gentle gaze as she ate bread with a dark face.

  Seeing his wife get angry, Mr. Bai patted her back soothingly while laughing and said to me: "Yao Yao, don't forget to bring that boy named Cheng Qiao over to play too."

  I was stunned for a second, and after digesting the content of his words, I immediately put down the milk that had just reached my lips and shouted out in dismay: "Dad, how do you know Qiao? And what's with 'playing around'? Are you treating him like a toy or a pet?!"

  "Cheng Qiao, I also know that handsome young man." Madam Bai inexplicably became pleased with herself.

  I was tongue-tied and couldn't say a word.

  "It's like this," Mr. Bai said, completely ignoring the grammatical error I had pointed out, "I went to your store once before, and he just happened to be sitting inside reading a book. Then your aunt introduced us and said... that he was your friend." He paused for a moment before adding, "But he really does look good."

  "Where's it not okay? It's obviously very good-looking, you're just jealous!"

  "I'm already old, how can I be jealous of a young whippersnapper?"

  "What? You actually call him a young punk? Back then when you were chasing me, even a young punk was... "

  "Knock it off!" I tapped my spoon against the glass cup to make my presence known, "Then why didn't I know anything about this?"

  Mr. Bai gently and irresistibly stretched out his hand, re-tying the silk scarf on his wife's neck that had come loose due to excitement, saying: "At that time you were busy in the kitchen, and we just chatted with him casually and left without going in to find you. Did Qiao not mention it to you afterwards?"

  "If that's the case, why am I still so surprised?" I glanced at them and quickly lowered my head to pretend to tear bread. I was just thinking, in such hot weather, why is mom still wearing a silk scarf, it turns out it's to cover up her husband's crime.

  "Cheng Qiao is a good kid, and she's also eloquent, I quite like her."

  I let out a sound, subconsciously lifted my head, and found Mr. Bai thoughtfully sizing me up. I shook myself awake, with a mouthful of rice and noodles mumbling unclearly: "Dad, if you like him, you go talk to him yourself, why are you looking at me?"

  He shook his head, picked up the milk and took a sip, then said to Mrs. White who was quietly blushing: "The child has grown up, it's time to let go."

  I almost choked on bread.

  Cheng Qiao was not generally enthusiastic and eager after knowing that he would come to my house for dinner tonight, specifically, even if I said on the phone that he should come with his girlfriend Dang at 7:20, he still came two hours early.

  So I casually asked my parents if they had met him, and he replied very innocently: "Because later you made delicious food for me, so I was busy eating and forgot to tell you."

  His expression just made me swoon again, I let out a long sigh, and this is also an indirect compliment to my craftsmanship.

  I originally thought that once everyone was present, I could close the door and go home. As a result, I, who have never done things according to plan, unexpectedly experienced for the first time what it means for plans to always fall behind changes.

  At 6:30, Ah Qian suddenly called and said that she was taken home by Tony to be a temporary food god at school, and expressed that she felt a little guilty for standing us up, so she would definitely show up before we finished. I first angrily scolded her for a few minutes, then seriously hinted that as a freshman, even on such a dry and easy-to-arouse night, she couldn't just get carried away and hit a home run. But before I could finish speaking, Ah Qian hung up the phone abruptly.

  Right at seven o'clock, Haiying called me again and said that her counselor had suddenly asked her to go train some sophomores on financial theory knowledge. Although I knew that Haiying was not an ordinary person, this kind of freshman skipping levels to challenge training sophomores... I was shocked for a moment, then angrily scolded her counselor for a few sentences. After that, she apologized to my mom again before hanging up the phone.

  After these two times, I have become highly vigilant about the ringtone of my mobile phone. Even when I received a spending reminder from China Mobile, I was startled for a moment.

  Cheng Qiao, who was standing beside me, saw how serious I was in comforting myself and said, "It's okay, even if Xiao Yu and Mu Mu don't come, there's still me."

  I shook my head and said, "Although you're special, but you can never replace them."

  He was stunned for a moment: "A Yao, what do you mean?"

  "That is to say, although you are a man and you eat a lot of things, but one person can't replace the amount of food that several women would eat." I looked out the window, "Today, because I called you, the portion of dishes was also increased, but Ah Qian and Hai Yan didn't come, so what about their share? Do we have to eat leftovers for the next few days? Just thinking about it makes me sad."

  He fell silent.

  I looked at him strangely: "What's wrong?"

  "There isn't, it's just that I feel like in the future there will be many things, and I must think around corners to... not let myself think too much."

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