Zheng Ying her father Zheng Huairen looked at the noodles and couldn’t help complaining.

"Time can get more? Fortunately, the boss is not at home, otherwise who will eat it? "
Qian Weili glanced at him and said nothing.
The next morning, when studying by herself early, Qian Weili got up early to reheat the food and put it in an aluminum lunch box to keep it warm.
"Well, if you study early, it won’t get cold."
Zheng Yinglai is still confused to hear that the heat is good, and she will be refreshed.
Yuanyuan has been stepping on her for a long time. By then, Zheng Ying has already recited two texts.
"Yuanyuan, I’ve brought delicious food for a while. Let’s go to the cafeteria for self-study early."
She quietly wrote a note and sent it to Yuanyuan.
Yuanyuan ate a little at home this morning. Chen got up early and gave her hot porridge in the pot. She ate it and came over, but she agreed yesterday and nodded her head.
The students in the class can run fast when the bell rings in the morning self-study class.
Yesterday, I went home with Zheng Ying, and two students also came with their lunch boxes.
"Come on, Zheng Ying, let’s go to dinner."
Yesterday, the female classmate who said Yuanyuan lied was called Qiuhua Wang, and the other one looked more like Ge Hui.
Zheng Ying took her lunch box out of her desk pocket.
"Yuanyuan, let’s go there together."
Yuanyuan, look at the other two. Well, she got up as soon as she got up.
Four people went to the canteen together.
Yuanyuan doesn’t have anything in common with them for the time being, and she won’t speak first, but she wants to wait and see what they will talk about, and then answer the words slowly so that she won’t be embarrassed.
Qiuhua Wang looked at Zheng Ying’s side and left the pie mouth in the dark. Who doesn’t know that Zheng Ying is famous in the class? Her eldest brother is a college student. Her mother is a government worker of the Education Bureau. She and Zheng Ying have known each other since junior high school and have been running for a long time before they can be regarded as friends. More or less, they can get a little advantage from Zheng Ying.
I didn’t expect this Chen Yuanyuan costume to be quite like this. I still have to rub Zheng Ying’s good things.
"Zheng Ying, what did you bring today?"
Qiuhua Wang asked 1 first.
"My mother’s private restaurant bought three cups of chicken and glutinous rice balls, which were delicious. I ate them first yesterday, but don’t worry, I’ll let my mother pour them out first and then put the remaining heat out. This is not leftovers for our family."
Zheng Ying carefully explained that she was afraid of their misunderstanding.
Qiuhua Wang fruit or cooperate to reveal a surprised expression.
"How could I not believe you? You are the best and bring us delicious food."
Zheng Ying was a little shy and laughed.
"Hey, I don’t think I have a lunch box with me. Doesn’t your family bring you food? The food in the canteen is not very delicious. My family got up early to heat up the meal for me and they were afraid I wouldn’t eat well. "
Qiuhua Wang has found a problem. Although she gets up early to heat her own food, she does.
Yuanyuan is still immersed in whose private kitchen it is. She went home yesterday and asked if the business in a restaurant was bad. As a result, her mother said that everything was normal and it was more than scheduled.
"Ah, you ask me. I have already eaten. My grandmother cooks for me every morning."
She was serious when she said it.
Qiuhua Wang doesn’t believe in pretending.
Yuanyuan looked up at her and felt that she was malicious to herself, which was interesting. I don’t think she was offended.
Ge Hui believed Yuan Yuan’s story, because she looked at Yuan Yuan from head to toe. Although she was not very conspicuous, everyone who visited the biggest shopping mall knew that she wore it well and wore that bracelet, which looked inconspicuous but definitely expensive.
Four people talking one build what did not build went to the canteen.
Yuanyuan is rich and a lot of money, and her family are willing to give her money. Even Chen Shaoer quietly gives himself a sum of money during the New Year, saying that he gives himself subsidies and usually has no place to spend it.
Looking at the food sold in the canteen, she seldom comes at ordinary times, mainly because she ate at home early and at noon. She used to go home to eat or eat in the store, but recently she seldom goes to the store, but she always goes home.
"Then I’ll have a bowl of porridge."