C54 (1/2)

After looking at it for several times, Guo Jingjing took back his sight. What's the use of seeing it again? It's not his own!

Some are angry to pick up the plastic pot, go to the side of the water tank, lift the cylinder head, twist the mouth of the pot and start to pour water into it.

He Fanxing put the towel back on the tether, turned his head and looked at Guo Jingjing. The shape of the pot in his hand was ”unique”, just like a super large egg on a plate, and the opening was also between the ”dish” and the ”egg”.

Early in the morning, I didn't know who had provoked him. His cheeks were bulging like a big boy. In my early twenties, isn't he a big boy? He was almost deceived by his mature appearance.

Now Zhang Qing also got up and rubbed his eyes to find his son. As soon as he looked up, he Fanxing was standing under the eaves with a slight smile on his mouth. His face was young and beautiful. His eyes were looking in the direction of Guo Jingjing, and his expression was focused and gentle.

At that moment, Zhang Qing suddenly became a little crazy. This kind of picture made him feel very familiar. It seems that he had experienced He looked at the figure of the man in the garden with a smile, as if he could not move his eyes for a moment.

Guo Jingjing puts the breakfast in front of Zhang Qing. Zhang Qing looks at the eggs in the bowl. The shells have been peeled. They are white and tender and lie in the porridge, which is very lovely.

Zhang Qing's eyes bent into crescent moon, looking at Guo Jingjing's sweet smile.

As a result, Zhang Qing couldn't laugh when he saw a lovely boiled egg in the bowl his son handed to him.

”Yours.”

Guo Jingjing put the bowl of He Fan Xing in front of him, and sat down to eat with a bowl of porridge.

”Thank you.”

He Fan said thanks and looked up to see that he and Zhang Qing had eggs, but Guo Jingjing didn't have them in his bowl. He was stunned.

Guo Jingjing noticed his sight, looked up from the bowl and said, ”I don't like boiled eggs.”

Guo Jingjing doesn't like to eat boiled eggs. He thinks that the eggs have no taste at all. But Zhang Qingting likes them. Boiled eggs are very nutritious. So when Guo Jingjing cooks breakfast, he adds an egg to the congee pot. When the porridge is ready and the eggs are cooked, he takes out the eggs, peels the shells and puts them into Zhang Qing's bowl.

He Fanxing likes to eat or not, he doesn't know, but after all, the visitors are guests. His father has no customers, right? So this morning, he added another one.

”Don't you like it either?”

Seeing that he Fanxing didn't move his chopsticks for a long time, Guo Jingjing frowned and asked, if he didn't like to eat, wouldn't he waste an egg? That's not good.

”No,” he said, smiling at him, picking up his chopsticks to pick up the egg. ”I like it very much, thank you.”

He Fanxing was really moved. He only had a chance to eat boiled eggs with his grandfather when he was very young. At that time, he was still very novel. It turned out that eggs could be eaten like this.

Because at home, he ate fried eggs. He lived with his father at that time. His father was too busy. Chinese breakfast was not as convenient as western style, which would delay his time.

So at that time, he was still envious. Watching his grandfather help his brother he Yunlong open the eggshell and put the shelled egg into he Yunlong's small bowl, he felt as if he had been discarded.

Later, he got used to his father's life style and never had boiled eggs again. Even if he saw the same scene again, he just ignored it coldly, because the so-called family warmth could no longer affect any of his emotions.

But now, looking at the more eggs in the bowl, he Fanxing found that his fingertips would still tremble slightly.

After breakfast, Guo Jingjing is going to report for duty at the appointed school. Zhang Qing wants to go with him, but Guo Jingjing refuses it.

”it's not very close. If I can't come back at noon, the chicken can't be fed.”

The school is not far away from the county seat. Although it is not particularly far away, it takes more than 20 minutes for the bus to pass. Guo Jingjing does not want Zhang Qing to run with him at both ends.

Zhang Qing also knew that Guo Jingjing was right, so he said, ”well, if you go, you can call Mr. Zhu, and a min will tell him.”

”Yes, I know, Dad.”

He fan Xing was also preparing to leave and said, ”I'll send you.”

Guo Jingjing shook his head: ”no, I'll take the bus.”

He Fanxing said with a smile, ”I can't live for nothing. Besides, I just took the road back to the city. I also have some impression of the name of the school, so that you can't find it yourself, right?”

In fact, Zhang Qing didn't want Guo Jingjing to take the bus of He Fan Xing. However, he said that he knew Guo Jingjing. Guo Jingjing was really not familiar with that place. He was afraid that his son would be hurt. He reluctantly said, ”well I'm sorry, Mr. He, ah Jing. You and Mr. He's car will go there to save time. After all, Mr. Zhu is still waiting. ”

Zhang Qing said that. Guo Jingjing also worried about keeping others waiting, so he agreed.