Chen Mo carried the lunch box in his hand and looked at Bai Cha walking in front, feeling indescribably complicated.
When Jiang Lian first ran away with the liar, the neighbors took pity on him. He had eaten at his neighbor's house.
It was very harmonious at first. After dinner, he would take the initiative to help clean up the housework and wash the dishes.
But as time went by, things changed, and he didn't want to recall that bad memory...
So he would rather cook by himself, even if he makes a mess, than bother others.
Only Grandma Zhang upstairs made delicious food and occasionally brought it to him. But when she was eight years old, Grandma Zhang passed away.
Just as I was thinking about it, the sweet voice of white tea came from my ears.
"Why are you still standing there, let's eat quickly."
While he was talking, Bai Cha had already opened his lunch box.
The first floor is two simple home-cooked dishes, Kung Pao Chicken and Vegetarian Stir-fried Lotus Root.
Put the first layer of white tea on the table lined with paper towels
I couldn't help but laugh when I looked at the two-color rice mixed with pressed corn crumbs and white rice.
I have to say that Lin Zhi really loves herself.
She turned to look at Chen Mo and saw that Chen Mo's lunch box had not been opened yet.
Bai Cha sighed, turned around and took the initiative to help him open the lunch box.
I have to say that Lin Zhi was really thoughtful.
Boys of this age generally have big appetites, so she packed two portions of rice for Chen Mo.
As for the dishes, one is Kung Pao Chicken, which is the same as mine, and the other is brightly colored sweet and sour short ribs.
Considering nutrition, she also placed a hard-boiled egg cut into two pieces in the corner.
Seeing the sweet and sour short ribs, Bai Cha bit her chopsticks in envy:
"I knew Bai Lin was pestering his mother to make sweet and sour short ribs again!!
Come and try it, my mother’s sweet and sour short ribs are one of a kind!”
Chen Mo didn't expect that his food would be different from white tea. His experience of eating at other people's houses when he was a child told him.
Maybe Bai Cha got the wrong lunch box, and the one in front of her was for her.
Turning to look at Bai Cha, "Did you pretend to be wrong?"
The moment Chen Mo opened his mouth, Bai Cha knew what he was thinking.
I feel sorry for Chen Mo's childhood experience, but his face can't show any strangeness.
Smiling and putting the chopsticks into Chen Mo's hand, she explained seriously:
"What are you thinking? It's something I want to avoid.
I can’t eat pork ribs, eggs, and a lot of seafood.
But I don’t want to eat something that everyone doesn’t need to eat.
Bai Lin was just at the age when he was growing up, and he had a lustful and lustful temperament.
Mom must have considered that you are a boy and you need to grow taller, so your lunch box is the same as Xiaolin's.
For mine, I make it alone, like this stir-fried lotus root dish, only I have it~"
Hearing what Bai Cha said, Chen Mo clenched the chopsticks in his hand.
He knew that white tea was weak, but he didn't expect that he would have to avoid eating so many things.
"Can't you eat any?"
He turned his head slightly and looked at Bai Cha's soft side face.
Bai Cha chewed the rice and replied to Chen Mo: "You can have a little bit, but I've already eaten it this week. For the sake of my health, I can't eat it no matter how greedy I am.
Come and try it, is it delicious?"
Because he was eating, Bai Cha's cheeks were raised, like a hamster.
Chen Mo picked up the ribs under Bai Cha's expectant gaze.
The sweet and sour taste blooms on the tip of the tongue.
It's been a long time since he's eaten something so delicious.
Facing Bai Cha's shining eyes, he nodded slightly, his voice a little more gentle and patient than the usual coldness: "It's delicious."
As soon as he finished the compliment, he saw the girl's eyes curled up and she smiled with great satisfaction.
That smile was so sweet that it immediately reached Chen Mo's heart.
Turning his head hastily, he picked up a pair of chopsticks and chewed the rice slowly.
Bai Cha noticed Chen Mo's red ears and didn't say anything more.
After finishing the meal, Chen Mo took the initiative to wash the two people's lunch boxes.
When he came back, he saw Bai Cha taking out a brown paper bag from the hole in the table and wiping the water off the lunch box.
Bai Cha then put the two lunch boxes into paper bags and hung them on the hook between the two of them: "Just give this to mom when she comes to deliver meals tomorrow."
After saying the white tea, he noticed that his cup had been filled with water and placed within his reach.
I opened the lid and took a sip of white tea, only to find that it was warm water.
Watching the boy next to him pull out the Mathematical Olympiad paper, Bai Cha gently poked the boy's arm with his finger: "Thank you."
Chen Mo's writing hand paused. From the corner of his eye, he saw the sweet smile on Bai Cha's face. Just as he was about to speak, Su Yao and Wang Mingming had already returned.
As soon as she entered the door, Su Yao shouted:
"Ah ah ah, Cha Bao'er, I'm so angry!!
It’s all the math teacher’s fault!
Why are you dragging me down!!
My sweet and sour pork ribs are gone!!
Woohoo, I'm so sad, I've been waiting for sweet and sour pork ribs for a week!
How can they be so beastly and so fast!!"
Looking at Bai Cha, whose attention was instantly attracted by Su Yao, Chen Mo pursed his lips into a straight line.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Su Yao throwing herself into Bai Cha's arms.
Chen Mo's dark pupils tightened, and the hand holding the pen became harder and harder.
I became more and more energetic in writing papers.
Chen Mo frowned even more as he watched the pen scratch the roll.
Why is the quality of this paper so poor!
But at this time, the white tea softly emphasized the sound.
"Don't be angry, don't be angry. Tomorrow the meat will be cooked, and the meat will be cooked the same way."
Su Yao snorted angrily: "But I'm still angry.
In fact, there was still one last portion when I went there, but Qiao Yanyan from Class 12 suddenly jumped in and took that portion away!!"
Bai Cha felt Su Yao's grievance and patted Su Yao's back gently: "Hug, hug, hug, we'll curse her for being cut in line next time."
"Uuuuuuuuah, yes, curse her for being cut in line, curse her for not being able to eat sweet and sour pork ribs!!"
Chen Mo watched Su Yao licking the white tea like a cat, his eyes getting colder.
The pen he held in his hand turned around, and he tapped the white tea table with the butt of the pen, his voice cold:
"Student Su Yao, can you go back to your position?
You disturbed me from writing the paper."
Su Yao also realized that her voice was too loud. Looking at the cold Chen Mo, she shrank even more into Bai Cha's arms: "I know, I will keep my voice down."
Chen Mo looked at Su Yao's movements, his lips pursed tightly, unable to say anything, and in the end he could only lower his head and write the paper.
In the eyes of others, Chen Mo might be no different from usual, but Bai Cha noticed that the air pressure around the boy was lower.
Pulling Su Yao's sleeves: "Don't be angry, let's go, I'll treat you to ice cream."
Su Yao's eyes suddenly burst into light: "Okay! I knew my baby was the best!"
Chen Mo looked at the empty seat next to him, and his writing speed gradually slowed down until he finally stopped completely.
Looking at the paper in front of him, Chen Mo felt extremely irritated. Finally, he simply capped off his pen and went to the rooftop to blow some air.