bookrandom Chapter 151 Lin Dongzhe's Little Thoughts
Chapter 151 Lin Dongzhe's Little Thoughts
In the middle of the night, Xiaoting and Pengfei were already asleep; the only sound in the room was their even breathing.
Zhuang Chaoying was still sitting at her desk, tidying up the manuscript she had written that day and putting it in the drawer. She rubbed her eyes, washed up, and lay down on the bed. Half asleep, she glanced at her watch by the light of the bedside lamp; it was almost midnight. She thought to herself that Ah Ling should be getting off work soon.
He slowly stood up and tiptoed through Xiaoting's room.
Seeing that Xiaoting was sleeping restlessly with one leg dangling off the edge of the bed, he tiptoed over, bent down and gently lifted her leg onto the bed, then carefully pulled the blanket over her and covered her up.
Come to the kitchen.
The kerosene lamp in the kitchen was a bit dim. I opened the cupboard and took out noodles and eggs.
Light a fire and cook the noodles.
First, I poured an appropriate amount of water into the pot and placed it on the stove.
While waiting for the water to boil, he took a bottle of milk from the refrigerator, poured it into a basin, and then placed the basin on another stove to heat it slowly over a low flame.
After the water boiled, he put the noodles into the pot and stirred them gently with chopsticks to prevent them from sticking together.
Soon the noodles were cooked. He used a slotted spoon to scoop them out and put them in a bowl. He then added a golden-brown fried egg on top, sprinkled some chopped green onions and seasonings, and drizzled some sesame oil over it.
Zhuang Chaoying checked the time, placed the cooked noodles on the table inside the house, and then went back to get the heated milk.
At this moment, Huang Ling pushed open the door and saw the steaming noodles on the table. She felt both touched and a little heartbroken. Chao Ying was really something; she had promised to let him sleep, but he stayed up all night waiting for her to come back.
Zhuang Chaoying placed the milk on the table, slightly bent over, and lowered her voice: "The noodles are just right to eat now, not too hot or too cold. Then drink the milk. You must be exhausted after a long day at work."
Huang Ling nodded, sat down in a chair, picked up her chopsticks, and started eating the noodles that Chao Ying had cooked.
As she ate, she muttered softly, "Chaoying, go to sleep, stop tossing and turning."
"Ah Ling, just leave it there after you finish eating, don't worry about it."
Zhuang Chaoying didn't stand on ceremony. After all, they were an old married couple. He went straight to bed, lay down, and closed his eyes in a daze. Soon, his breathing became even.
After finishing her meal, Huang Ling gently put down her chopsticks and bowl, quickly washed up, and then tiptoed over to Xiao Ting's side.
He bent down and gently touched his daughter's face, then lowered his head and kissed her cheek.
Then, she gently closed the door and slowly walked to the bedside.
Looking at the already sleeping Chao Ying, he climbed over him, crawled into the quilt, and hugged Zhuang Chao Ying from behind, feeling the warmth of his body.
Zhuang Chaoying had already developed muscle memory for it, and subconsciously snuggled closer to A Ling, finding a more comfortable position, and continued to sleep.
The days passed quietly and peacefully, and before we knew it, the midterm exams were over.
Xiaoting remained first in her grade, her name prominently displayed at the top of the list.
Lin Dongzhe's progress this time is very obvious.
His grades, which were originally hovering in the middle, suddenly jumped to the top eighty in the grade and the top twenty-one in the class.
Pengfei also did well on the exam this time. Although he did not reach the top ten in the class, it was still much better than his previous results, ranking fifteenth in the class.
Looking at his report card, he felt a pang of regret that he hadn't met his uncle's expectations and couldn't visit his brother in Shanghai.
Zhuang Chaoying learned about Pengfei's grades immediately. After reading the results, she found them to be quite good, showing significant improvement. It seemed that half a pill had a considerable effect.
After dinner, Zhuang Chaoying took out the toilet paper from Xiaoting, Pengfei, and Dongzhe, and explained it to them in detail from beginning to end.
Pengfei's fundamental problem is that he didn't lay a solid foundation; the knowledge from the first and second years of junior high school needs to be explained to him again.
“Pengfei, starting today, I will tutor you every Sunday to review the knowledge from the first and second years of junior high school.”
Upon hearing this, Pengfei asked anxiously, "Uncle, are we still going to Shanghai?"
Zhuang Chaoying reached out and gently tapped Pengfei's head with a roll of toilet paper: "What's the rush? Let's learn the basics first. Xiaoting and Dongzhe, listen along too."
The three of them pouted in unison.
Xiaoting sighed; her hopes of going to Shanghai had been dashed.
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Junior high school ended earlier than high school. On Saturdays after school, he would meet up with Lin Dongzhe at a video arcade to watch Hong Kong movies.
More than an hour later, the two came out of the video arcade. Pengfei looked excited: "Today's 'Painted Skin' was really exciting, but it was a bit scary."
Lin Dongzhe put his arm around Pengfei's shoulder: "The owner of the video arcade said that there will be new Hong Kong police and gangster movies arriving next week. Do you want to come and watch them together?"
Pengfei waved his hand: "Forget it, with my uncle tutoring us, we don't have time to watch movies."
Lin Dongzhe asked curiously, "Pengfei, what's this about going to Shanghai that you mentioned yesterday?"
"My uncle is going to Shanghai to collect his subsidy at the end of the year and he wanted to take us there, but I didn't do well on my exam this time, so my uncle said we'll do it later."
Lin Dongzhe also wanted to go to Shanghai, so he followed Pengfei into Uncle Zhuang's house.
His mother and Aunt Huang were watching a color television.
Ever since Aunt Huang's family bought a color TV, his mother has been coming to Aunt Huang's house every day to knit sweaters. She moved from their house to Aunt Huang's house, and the two of them watch the color TV together, knit sweaters together, and chat along the way.
Lin Dongzhe stepped forward: "Aunt Huang, I heard that Uncle Zhuang is going to take you to Shanghai to collect your subsidies and visit Brother Nan along the way. Can you take me with you? I'll pay for my own ticket."
Song Ying stopped knitting: "Lin Dongzhe, what else do you want to do!"
Lin Dongzhe hurriedly explained, "Mom, I ranked twenty-third in my class this time!"
Song Ying: "Look at Xiaoting, even when she got first place, she wasn't as proud as you. How about this, Dongzhe, once you get into the top fifteen in your class in the final exam, Mom will let you go, and Mom will also restore your allowance. What do you think?"
Huang Ling smiled and said, "Dongzhe, it's not certain whether you'll go or not. Your Uncle Zhuang is going to tutor Pengfei."
Lin Dongzhe listened, pouted, and walked out.
Pengfei was playing cards in the yard when Lin Dongzhe pulled him up.
"Pengfei, lend me some money."
Pengfei dusted off his hands: "Dongzhe, you haven't given me the money for watching the video yet. I have some money my mom gave me, but I'm afraid I'll spend it recklessly, so I left it with Xiaoting."
There's no hope with Pengfei. Since the money is with Xiaoting, we'll go borrow money from her!
Lin Dongzhe, carrying an apple, entered Xiaoting's room from the kitchen.
"Xiaoting, have an apple!"
Xiaoting glanced at the apples on the table and nodded: "Leave them there, I'll eat them later."
Lin Dongzhe was a little embarrassed, so he leaned closer to Xiaoting and lowered his voice: "Xiaoting, can you lend me some money? I want to go to Shanghai to see my brother. I think it's unlikely that Uncle Zhuang can take you to Shanghai. He tutors us every day on his days off. Why don't we go together?"