Gu Miao turned around on the skateboard and quickly rushed into the alley.

When Jiang Cheng heard the sound of the skateboard wheels, he shouted: "Gu Miao?"

Gu Miao's figure flashed out from the front and waved to him.

Jiang Cheng followed him. In fact, he came here just now. After following Gu Miao, he turned a corner and saw the small street before.

Damn, I wouldn't call Gu Fei to lose this person if I knew it was so close.

This is so shameless that I can make up a four-piece set.

"Is it okay?" Wang Xu asked as soon as he saw him come out and stared at his face.

"It's okay." Jiang Cheng touched his stomach.

"No slap in the face?" Wang Xu looked at his hand.

"Well," Jiang Cheng looked at him, "Why do you want to fight?"

"I'll ask," said Wang Xu, "Is it a pummel? It hurts?"

"I'm hungry." Jiang Cheng said.

"Have you taken action?" Wang Xu continued to ask, "I see who came out with such a big head when he came out, how did he do it?"

"I'll pay back the price I've said too much," Jiang Cheng replied impatiently, "I took his head and knocked it against the wall. Why do you want to try it?"

"I'm going home," said Wang Xu, "I'm leaving...that's what, Dafei, I'll treat you to lunch tomorrow."

After Wang Xu left, Jiang Cheng and Gu Fei stood there and watched Gu Miao play skateboarding. After watching for a while, he said, "Thank you."

Although he was still beaten and the monkey punched his stomach, he still wanted to vomit a little now, but if Gu Fei hadn't, there wouldn't be such an option. I guess he would encounter monkey patrol the streets when he went out in the future, so he wouldn't have to live this life.

"Are you really okay?" Gu Fei glanced at him.

"Well," Jiang Cheng didn't want to discuss this matter at all. He thought for a while, "Have you eaten?"

"No." Gu Fei replied.

"...Wang Xu said just now that you are eating noodles, you can only come after you finish eating." Jiang Cheng said.

"Then you two have been broken," said Gu Fei. "I was eating noodles in the pedestrian street. It took only half an hour to come after I finished eating."

"Let's go, eat something more," Jiang Cheng looked at Gu Miao, "What do you want to eat?"

Naturally, Gu Miao would not answer him, but just looked at Gu Fei.

"You lead the way." Gu Fei patted her head lightly.

Gu Miao immediately kicked the skateboard and rushed out, and it was obvious that he was going to the previous barbecue stall.

"Come up." Gu Fei looked at Jiang Cheng.

"I'll walk over." Jiang Cheng said.

Gu Fei didn't say much, and rode over by himself.

Jiang Cheng sighed and pressed his stomach, feeling a little nauseous. He didn't know if he was hungry or was hit by the monkey's two punches.

Gu Miao chose the barbecue stall that was the most aside. When Jiang Cheng walked there, she had already picked a bunch of food.

When Jiang Cheng smelled the aroma of barbecue, the discomfort in his stomach slowly disappeared, leaving only a strong sense of hunger. He went over and pointed at the meat: "All of ten skewers, another two kilograms of Ma Xiao."

This house is not Ma Xiao, so he ran to the one half street to buy two kilograms.

When several large plates of meat were piled on the table together, Gu Fei couldn't help asking: "Have you been so edible?"

"Xiao Ming's grandfather lived to be 103 years old." Jiang Cheng took a skewer of mutton and took a bite.

Gu Fei smiled and asked the boss to take the bottle of Red Star Waiter.

Jiang Cheng originally wanted to ask if you had to drink whenever you had dinner, but Xiao Ming's 103-year-old grandfather stopped him.

Gu Miao didn't say anything, and they had nothing to say, so they finished it silently just like when they were eating barbecue last time.

This is also good, and he eats enough. Every time he and Pan Zhi eat, he often don’t have enough food because he talks too much, so he has to eat extra meals.

It was at the bustling barbecue stall that their table looked like a beautiful scenery. The boss would take a look at each other every time he passed by. Maybe he thought they were having an appointment to negotiate and could get up and draw their swords at any time.

It was not until Gu Miao was full, took off his hat and grabbed his head, that Jiang Cheng broke the silence.

"Why buy her a cuckold?" He asked Gu Fei. This question has been bothering him since he saw Gu Miao in the store that day.

"She likes green." Gu Fei said.

"Oh," Jiang Cheng looked at Gu Miao's cuckold. Gu Fei's answer was always so logical and unacceptable. "It's a miracle to be able to buy this kind of hat."

Gu Miao shook his head.

"Hmm?" Jiang Cheng looked at her.

"I didn't buy it." Gu Fei said.

"Knitting?" Jiang Cheng touched the hat, but he really couldn't see that the handicrafts were pretty good. "Who knitted it for you? Your mother?"

Gu Miao smiled and pointed at Gu Fei.

Jiang Cheng turned his head suddenly to look at Gu Fei: "Fuck me?"

"Be civilized." Gu Fei said calmly.

"Oh," Jiang Cheng smiled at Gu Miao with some embarrassment, then turned to look at Gu Fei, "You knitted it? Do you know this?"

"Yes." Gu Fei responded.

Jiang Cheng suddenly felt that his impression of Gu Fei became blurred. He had a pocket filled with candy and a wool hat. The murderer was still the one who killed his own father.

After eating the barbecue, Gu Fei stepped onto the bicycle. Gu Miao untied a rope wrapped around his bicycle and grabbed it in his hand, and stepped on it on the skateboard.

"Be careful...safe." Jiang Cheng really didn't know what to say.

"See you tomorrow." After Gu Fei said that, he rode his bike and pulled Gu Miao and disappeared into the crowd passing by the street.

Jiang Cheng realized after he settled the bill, see you tomorrow?

Is it over today?

Of course, today has not been finished. There are three classes in the afternoon, and there are two classes in politics. Jiang Cheng felt sleepy when he saw the class schedule.

Gu Fei didn't show up for an afternoon, and I really see you tomorrow.

Jiang Cheng slept on the table for an afternoon. The advantage of Gu Fei not being there was that Zhou Jing would not always turn back and talk, and it was quite quiet.

The political teacher has a lower presence than Lao Xu, and is the most transparent of all the teachers I have seen today.

When giving lectures on the podium, you even need to constantly increase the volume so that your voice can be heard in the unscrupulous buzzing sound in the classroom.

During the last class, Pan Zhi sent a message.

The self-study class is not as good as the teacher, it's great

Jiang Cheng glanced at the teacher on the stage and replied to Pan Zhi.

I've always had a good time, this lesson is the same as the vegetable market

Anyway, you are sleeping when you are quiet, so this is arguing that you are going to bed

You know nothing

Jiang Cheng sighed. Pan Zhi did not understand. He always slept in class, but he did not fall asleep every time. He would listen to the class when his eyes were closed, and he would not sleep or skip classes when he was about to review the exam.

In this environment, he is really worried that the quality of this academic master will decline.

As soon as the school bell rang, the classroom suddenly became noisy, and almost everyone packed up their own things in an instant, walked away, chatted, and felt happy.

Jiang Cheng packed up his things, left the classroom with his schoolbag, and felt many gazes as he walked through the corridor. He glanced at him. Many people were leaning against the railings and looking at him, but they couldn't tell whether it was from second or third grade. His eyes were full of curiosity and exploration.

Tsk.

He turned around and looked for Wang Xu. He must have said something. Maybe he took this matter as a tycoon and bragged hard.

When he went downstairs, his cell phone rang. He probably was Pan Zhi, but when he took it out, he saw it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hey?" He answered the phone.

"Jiang Cheng? You have the goods here, come and pick them up." said over there.

Jiang Cheng was stunned for a moment before he realized it. He asked again that the other party was not a express delivery, but a logistics company, so he had to come to pick it up by himself. After asking the address, he asked where the thing came from and hung up the phone.

It was sent by my mother, and it should be all the messy things in his house.

Before coming, I prepared a bank card for him, but now I have sent all his things carefully, but I have not contacted him again.

He didn't know whether to thank his mother or hate her.

But his mood is not bad. It seems that he has become a little numb in the past few days. When he thinks about it, he feels a sensation in his heart, but it will soon pass.

He walked back slowly. Li Baoguo must have not been at home at this time. He might still be eating alone at night. While walking, he thought about it. Finally, he decided to eat some dumplings. He ate too much at noon and didn't feel hungry at this moment.

Just near Li Bao Country, there is a small square where many restaurants gather. Jiang Cheng passed by while walking. It was quite lively and there was a very clean dumpling restaurant.

When he went to the square, he had to cross a small dry bridge. When Jiang Cheng was about to walk to the bridge, he took a look there, and his steps were paused.

The snow stopped at noon, and the sun was very bright all afternoon. Although the sun had set, half of the sky still had a golden light that was as faint as a vein.
To be continued...