Author: Qi Chu Jiu

It's perfect.

"Is there really anything perfect in this world?"

An Ning's question received a negative answer from Jiang Xia.

"He doesn't think so."

"What a coincidence, he thinks so too."

After finishing a bowl of pimple soup, the two ended their last small gathering before leaving.

Early the next morning, before dawn, a bus quietly left the hotel.

When some scholars came here with admiration, they were left with empty rooms. At this time, the Chinese team was truly in the clouds.

On the way back, everyone fell asleep peacefully.

No need to worry about competition, no need to worry about jet lag, and most importantly, no need to worry about life safety.

The moment they set foot on the territory of their motherland, they felt more at ease.

That smell...safe.

It’s great that no one will open a wooden warehouse in their sleep.

Everyone said goodbye at the airport, leaving each other's contact information, a simple hug, and goodbye.

An Ning and Jiang Xia were picked up from the airport by Yu Zheng, and they were sent back to their home near Beijing University.

The first thing An Ningfu did when he got home was call Lin Cuihua.

It was very inconvenient to make phone calls from abroad, and sometimes it was difficult to hear what the other party said. Lin Cuihua had long known that An Ning wanted to go abroad, and she was extremely worried.

She had no idea whether foreign countries were good or bad. She just knew that her girl was far, far away from home.

Relying on the tranquility of walking in the chair, I took off my shoes, relaxed my toes, and dialed the phone.

After two beeps, the wrong side picked up the call.

"Naijia."

Upon hearing this, An Ning couldn't help but smile.

"Heitan'er, Aunt Fu."

"Auntie——"

Hei Daner shouted loudly, and An Ning heard a crackling sound, as if a basin fell to the ground.

"Don't be in a hurry, tell grandma there's no rush."

Hei Dan'er didn't send a message. There was a new person on the other side of the phone.

"Hey——-Hey——-

Lin Cuihua shouted twice in a very loud voice, very afraid that An Ning wouldn't hear her.

"Mom--please keep your voice down so he can hear you. He's back!"

"Ah——I'm back! Great, how are you? Are you not hurt?"

"No, I came back intact."

Lin Cuihua's heart finally fell, and the two began to chat, ranging from eating and drinking abroad to how much An Ning missed the food at home.

"That girl of mine just wants to eat."

"Haha, I can't help it, my fucking leg skills are so good."

"I can pull him down, I just know how to fool him."

Lin Cuihua's mouth was full of disgust, but her face was smiling, but she was getting more excited.

The two chatted for more than half an hour and finally hung up the phone.

When An Ning took a hot bath and changed into Dong Zhou's coat after a long journey, there was a knock on the door.

She put on a coat and ran out, opened the door, and Jiang Xia, still wearing the same clothes, stood at the door.

"Rice, take it?"

"Aren't I tired?"

"Very good. Are you too tired to eat? Didn't I mention that I want to eat braised pork? The time is a bit short. The braised pork rice he made is delicious with rice. I will make braised pork tomorrow."

An Ning took the lunch box from Jiang Xia's lap and asked normally: "Didn't I tell Grandpa Jiang that he was safe?"

"I called him and said he was home. His grandfather asked him if he had anything else to do. He said no and then hung up."

"That simple?"

"What should I do otherwise?"

Jiang Xia smiled first and urged An Ning into the house: "Go back to eat quickly. He has gone back too. Get some rest early. We'll talk about what happened tomorrow."

"Okay! Goodbye."

"bump!"

Two doors stood in front of Jiang Xia's eyes. He looked helplessly at the door panels and muttered silently: How pleasant it is.

Jiang Xia turned around and returned to her home. She tidied up the kitchen first, then cleaned herself up. After tidying everything up, she sat down to eat, thinking about tomorrow's menu.

On the other side, An Ning was walking on the sofa with a large bowl of braised pork rice, watching TV series and enjoying the meal.

“It’s true that the food at home is delicious.”

After finishing a bowl of rice, An Ning sat on the sofa without moving and fell asleep in a daze.

When she opened her eyes again, she was awakened by urination.

After a few minutes of mental struggle, she finally got up.

"Human beings who are progressing cannot be slaves of shit."

When An Ning returned to the room after finishing all the important things in his life and lay comfortably on the bed, he unexpectedly couldn't fall asleep.

She closed her eyes tightly and forced herself to fall asleep, but her mind became more and more awake.

"So annoying!"

An Ning rolled over and walked out of bed, picking up the alarm clock next to her.

"It's only three o'clock."

When she should have been sleeping most soundly, she woke up.

I really couldn't sleep peacefully, so I just got dressed and went to prepare some breakfast.

There was nothing I could do, she was hungry again.

It would be hard to wake up our neighbor Jiang Xia at that time.

"He can just cook some gada soup for himself. It shouldn't be difficult."

An Ning recalled Lin Cuihua's leg technique for making gada soup, but she didn't boil the water first.

The water was boiling on the side and she started kneading the dough.

It turns out that there is too much water in one moment and too much water in the next.

She didn't know how long she had been kneading the dough, but the smell of mushy liquid wafted out from the kitchen. An Ning's legs trembled in fright, and the very sticky dough fell to the ground with a squeak. The middles of her legs and backs were all sticky.

Batter.

Peace at this time is like an ant in a hot pot, caring about the left side rather than the right side.

In the beginning, she used her sticky legs to save the burnt pot.

When An Ning lifted the lid of the boiling pot, a burst of red smoke came out for several minutes.

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough"

"bump!"

The sound of the door being knocked open.

Jiang Xia rushed in from outside, shirtless, barefoot, and wearing only a pair of underpants.

"Oh my God, get out quickly--ah--"

There was another bump, and along with Jiang Xia's scream, An Ning saw that he had stepped on the dough and fell to the ground.

An Ning squatted down and said with a smile: "Sure enough, there is less smoke in lower places."

Jiang Xia, who was lying on the ground, felt the batter on the ground and the smoke in front of his eyes, and gave a very pertinent suggestion: "Comrade An Ning, please stop dabbling in things like cooking in the future, okay?"

An Ning pursed her lips and said reluctantly: "He just doesn't have good legs, he just needs to practice."

"No! Don't insist. Their practice is just a waste of food, but I'm not wasting my life!"

"Listen to him and give up."

Jiang Xia was so sincere and sincere, An Ning snorted arrogantly: "He doesn't want to!"

The two naive people chatted in an extremely strange posture.

"Okay, I'm the boss and I have the final say. Now please allow his little brother to clean up the mess in Yidong and clean up the battlefield in Yidong, right?"

"Yeah,,,,,, that's right."

An Ning got up with a guilty conscience, covered her mouth and nose and ran out.

It was peaceful outside, smelling the pungent smell in the air, which made me feel even weaker.

"No wonder you came here so quickly. The smoke was a bit loud."

"It's strange, even if you fail to make a weapon, you won't be so fussy!"
Chapter completed!