During class, the head teacher came in with a stack of materials and started talking about enrolling in the winter camp.

Jiang Ting leaned over again: "Zhang Yao, are you going abroad?"

"I don't know." Zhang Yao obviously didn't want to talk to him.

"Tsk" "Be happy! If you can't go back, you can't go back. We can still play black together at night. How boring are you at home with your elders?"

Zhang Yao pushed Jiang Ting away: "You are too good."

"I'm too..." Jiang Ting was so angry that he didn't catch his breath: "At least I have a target, okay?"

Zhang Yao didn't even look at him, and ended the topic indifferently.

"..." Jiang Ting got used to Zhang Yao's way of going his own way, and when he saw this, he gave up putting his hot face on his cold ass.

Zhang Yao's melancholy has not yet come to fruition. Jiang heard calling him to eat at noon, and when he walked to the door, he felt that he saw a familiar license plate number. He raised his eyes, and Fu Yanzhuo stood by the roadside and looked at him.wave.

"Go and eat by yourself, I won't go."

"What?" After Jiang Ting asked, he also saw Fu Yanzhuo on the side of the road: "Oh, your uncle?"

Zhang Yao nodded.

The recipient, Fu Yanzhuo, glanced at the time first: "Let's go, let's eat first."

Zhang Yao asked, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to discuss business in the morning. It's almost time for dinner. I'll take you to have a meal." Fu Yanzhuo opened the car door, and Zhang Yao got in, thinking about how to mention this matter to him.

"What do you want to eat?" Putting on the seat belt, Fu Yanzhuo turned the steering wheel to start the car: "How long do you rest?"

"An hour and a half."

"Well, then, is it okay to boil mutton?"

Zhang Yao nodded, still preoccupied, hesitant to speak a few times, Fu Yanzhuo found out, and didn't know what was going on in the mind of the rebellious youth, so he simply waited for the little boy to finish his entanglement.

While waiting for the pot to boil, Zhang Yao was inexplicably silent. Fu Yanzhuo wondered if the reconciliation was still awkward, so he took the initiative to ask Zhang Yao, "How is life at school?"

Unexpectedly, this question was right in his arms.

Zhang Yao's heart skipped a beat - Fu Yanzhuo took the initiative to speak.

Originally, he was still hesitating how to bring it up, whether to say that he was not used to living in it, or whether his roommate disturbed his rest, but this made him feel very cunning.

Like Fu Yanzhuo, he beat around the bush, but at the same time tried to cover up.

But now Fu Yanzhuo asked first.

"It's... okay." After saying it, it became this sentence inexplicably. Zhang Yao regretted it after finishing speaking. Fortunately, Fu Yanzhuo didn't seem to care whether he was really okay.The house is not far from the school."

The pot boiled, and he put the mutton down to boil, Zhang Yao nodded, and Fu Yanzhuo smiled: "In case Auntie always cooks too much."

Zhang Yao breathed a sigh of relief. The problem that had been worrying him all morning was solved so easily. Fu Yanzhuo put the meat on his chopsticks in his own bowl.Come back Tuesday."

"...Mmm." Zhang Yao, who had just cheered up, suddenly became depressed again.

"Huh, what?" Fu Yanzhuo laughed, "You won't be reluctant to part with me, will you?"

"No."

Zhang Yao chewed the meat in his mouth sullenly. After two mouthfuls, he felt that the meat was overcooked and wanted to throw it up. He glanced at Fu Yanzhuo and swallowed it anyway.

To avoid being called picky by him again.

"It's right to be reluctant." Fu Yanzhuo seemed unintentional: "The few days since you moved out, I also feel that the house is empty. You are right, people are indeed easy to be tamed."

He is quite used to having a rebellious and difficult child like Zhang Yao at home.