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130 Shouldn't go (1 more)(1/2)

After school, Xu Wenjing came to Wu Zhizhi and said, "Zhizhi, don't leave first, I'll tell you something."

Wu Zhizhi was called away, and Lu Yanshi followed suit. They were basically going home together now. In the words of other classmates, they were like conjoined babies.

"What's wrong?" Wu Zhizhi looked at her and smiled.

Xu Wenjing looked at Lu Yanshi. He was wearing a black mask, but he could only see his eyes, but he was particularly afraid of him.

Xu Wenjing whispered to Wu Zhizhi: "Zhizhi, next week will be a celebration. Originally, the girls in our class were enough to perform and recite, but one of them could not come at the moment. I want to ask you, can you come and replace me?"

"Ah? Me?" Wu Zhizhi pointed at herself and smiled, "Squad leader, do you think I can do this?"

Xu Wenjing nodded and said sincerely: "Yes, your hair has been straightened. As for makeup, it would be great if you don't wear it like this at that time. Your height is better."

"You can find Li Sha."

"She is already in the team, and I have found any female classmates who are over 160 in the class."

"Oh." Wu Zhizhi nodded, "But I don't have time. I have to do things every day when I go home."

"In fact, it won't take much time, it's just one week."

Xu Wenjing repeatedly asked, which made Wu Zhizhi a little embarrassed. If someone else was wrong, Wu Zhizhi would refuse directly. However, Xu Wenjing would lend her homework every day. If she didn't go, she would become a garbage person who would bother others every day, and occasionally others would refuse once.

"Forehead……"

While hesitating, Lu Yanshi had already spoken lightly, "She has no time."

"Ah?" Xu Wenjing blinked her eyes and looked at Lu Yanshi carefully. She was really afraid of him and was afraid from the bottom of her heart.

Lu Yanshi recounted again, "She has to work after school and is very busy."

"Zhizhi, do you have to work after school?"

"Uh...yes, yes." Wu Zhizhi nodded and responded randomly if he didn't want to know what happened at home.

"So that's the case. If you want to be busy, then forget it." Xu Wenjing smiled at her, "You go back, I'll ask me if I'll ask me."

"I'm sorry, I can't help you." Wu Zhizhi said to her, feeling guilty.

If it weren't for the busyness after school, she really wanted to help Xu Wenjing. After all, she had always troubled her before, so after rejecting her, Wu Zhizhi felt a little depressed.

"What's wrong?" After walking for a while, Lu Yanshi asked her.

She shook her head and sighed, "No, I just think she always helps me, and occasionally bothers me, so I..."

"Everyone has his own necessity." Lu Yanshi looked at the white clouds in the sky with a faint expression, "Just wait until tomorrow, just buy her a bottle of drink, she will understand."

"Um."

The two of them returned home. Since the door had not been opened these days, the sound became much dizzy, but they still had to do what they should do. Wu Zhizhi took off her school uniform and changed into a black sweatshirt. The weather was already warm, so she no longer needed to wear a cotton vest and no longer had to be so afraid of cold water. Fortunately, the winter in the south was very short, otherwise her hands would have been useless.

Squatting at the door to wash things, Lu Yanshi wanted to come over to help, but at this moment, the phone rang.

Lu Yanshi glanced at the strange number and didn't think too much about it, so he picked it up.

At this time, the phone still does not display the place name.

The voice at the other end belongs to Xu Man. "Yan Shi, have you received all the things that Mom asked Uncle Yin to send you?"

Lu Yanshi's smiled expression suddenly became cold, "Didn't I tell you not to call me?"

"I called you, just to confirm whether you are doing well now. Your uncle said you are not living at home now..."

"I'm living a good life now, so you don't have to worry about it." Lu Yanshi interrupted her, his voice still cold.

Xu Man was silent for a while before saying, "Mom has thought about it. I was too careless about your card. I stopped it. It was because my mother didn't do it well and didn't worry about your mood. Let's do it like this. Mom also gives you another card and will provide you with some living expenses every month. As for if you want to buy clothes, watches, etc., you can call Uncle Yin, and Uncle Yin will make arrangements for you. As long as you are happy, Mom can also feel more at ease."

Xu Man talked for a long time, but never said he wanted to pick him up.

It seems that she has made a decision, even if she knows that he lives at a classmate’s house, she has no expression.

Lu Yan's eyebrows and eyes gradually became colder.

Xu Man said: "Yan Shi, I'm pregnant, don't blame me. I'm 42 years old this year. If I don't have a child, I will never have a chance to have a second child in my life."

"Cheng Li?" Lu Yanshi held the phone, his fingers tense as if he was about to crush the phone.

"Well, my divorce lawsuit with your dad is almost over. When the result comes out, I'm notifying you..."

At this point, the call was cut off by Lu Yanshi.

He sat on the threshold at the door and reached out to cover his eyes.

Silence, depression, pain...

It was his current emotions that were all mixed together, which made him feel depressed and painful.

Wu Zhizhi felt that he seemed to be crying, and his movements of washing things stopped and looked at him.

Lu Yanshi suddenly stood up, turned his back to her, and raised his head to prevent the hot liquid from flowing down.

But despite this, she heard a subtle sniffling sound.

He turned his head and turned around and walked upstairs quickly.

The only feeling now is uncomfortable and continues to become stronger. He is afraid that he will cry in front of her if he doesn't leave.

Wu Zhizhi did not catch up.

Everyone has a time when they need to vent their emotions. This time should not be disturbed, but should be left alone.

She washed things and went into the stove to cut things.

Lu Yanshi didn't come downstairs until dinner time, and his mood had calmed down a little.

Wu Zhizhi raised his eyes and looked at him, his expression as if he didn't know what had happened just now. He didn't mention a word, and just asked, "What do you want to eat?"

“What to eat tonight?”

"Eat rice noodles, it's easier to cook."

"Yeah." He said in a low tone and sat down. Although he didn't mention what happened just now, Wu Zhizhi could clearly feel that he was in a low mood.

"Who eats corn lotus root?"

"Yes." He sat with his back to her, staring at the table in a daze, his figure lonely.

Wu Zhizhi stared at him behind him, and after a long time, she sighed in her heart, lowered her head and cooked him a bowl of rice noodles.

After the rice noodles were cooked, Wu Zhizhi took them out and put them down in front of him, "It's cooked, you can eat it."

"Where are the others?" he asked casually.

"I've eaten all of them. There are no people today, so I'll have dinner earlier." It's already past eight o'clock.

He nodded and ate mechanically.

Wu Zhizhi returned to the stove and didn't want him to notice the abnormality.

But in fact, he had already felt that his ignorant eyes always fell on him, giving him a feeling of invisible powerlessness.

After a while, he finally barely finished eating.

Wu Zhizhi made peach cakes in the stove. Peach cakes are traditional pastries in Chaocheng and are specially worshipped on the third day of March. The purpose is to commemorate them. It is the same as the custom of eating rice dumplings on the Dragon Boat Festival and mooncakes on the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The craftsmanship of peach cakes was handed down from the previous generation. The traditional peach cake tastes very average and young people don’t like it very much. However, mother Wu and grandma Wu like it very much. These things are a memory of time for them. In their era, such pastries can only be eaten during festivals and festivals, and have a different meaning of remembering bitterness and sweetness.

Wu Zhizhi made this peach cake for mother Wu and grandma Wu.

"What is this?" Lu Yanshi looked at it for a long time and asked.

"Peach cake, a pastry made of peach petals." She put the purchased peach petals into a container to mash them. The traditional peach cake is peach petals and lotus root powder, which has no taste. In order to make the taste better, Wu Zhizhi added milk and rock sugar.

Lu Yanshi watched her busy and was not in high spirits, "Don't you need an oven?"

"Why do you need it?" she asked back, smiling, "This is solidified. You can eat it after cooking and let it cool down."

"Oh." He responded, and was really indifferent, so he pursed his lips and said, "I'm going to take a shower."

"Okay, I'll put the clothes in you and put them on the chair in the inner room."

"Yeah." He finished speaking and went in.

Wu Zhizhi continued to work hard on himself. Not long after, he started to cook the peach cake and poured it into a square container.

Wu Kexing also came back, wearing a new skirt, radiant, and brought fruits to them, "Have you finished your meal? I brought fruits to you!"

She jumped in, and the two people in the room were all busy. Wu Zhizhi took a spoon to scrape the peach cake in the container.

Wu Tong, who has almost zero presence, is reading a book.

After entering the house, Wu Kexing's high emotions were inevitably suppressed and she sighed, "Oh, can you please pay attention to me? I'm bringing you fruits back."

"Well, let it go." Wu Zhizhi, who was doing careful work, had a very soft voice.

Wu Kexing put down the fruit casually, "I bought it for you, watermelon, and the money Zhuang Rong paid."

Zhuang Rong is the blind date partner.

When he heard that the man bought it, Wu Zhizhi frowned, "Did he ask?"

"Well, he said he would treat you to eat."

Wu Zhizhi took a look and said that a bag of watermelon costs about three or four yuan. It would be fine. If she bought expensive ones, she would not dare to eat them. After all, she felt that the man was not that good.
To be continued...
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