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"Aban, where are they?" It was the same time, the same place, but the squad leader was waiting here today.
I discussed it with the class monitor yesterday, and gathered at the gas station this morning to visit our head teacher, Mr. Song.
When it was time to gather, there were still a few people not in place, so I asked.
"Lu Xi is going to Yuping first, let's rush there together and gather there." The squad leader's words, like an explanation, are like a beacon, pointing out the direction for our next plan.
Now that the direction is determined, let's go!
Yu Ping's house is not far away, along the main road from Baima to Chongzhou, walk down for more than a kilometer, and you can see two people waiting at the intersection from a distance.
"Here! Here!" Lucy stood at the intersection and waved to us.
"Our house comes in from this small road, Lin Zikou in front, and the second house on the right!" Yu Ping reminded everyone and introduced us to the exact location of her house.
Across the big intersection, the few of us kept the exact location of her house in mind, because we are going to visit Yu Ping's house tomorrow!
After having the memory of Yu Ping's home address, we turned around and headed for downtown Chongzhou.
There are a lot of vehicles on the road, and the dust raised can't stop the excitement in our hearts.
The role of the head teacher is very special. The relationship between most students and the head teacher is very delicate. On weekdays, they either avoid the head teacher or keep polite. In short, it is absolutely impossible to get close.
The few of us are different. In the classroom, we will concentrate on listening to the lectures of the head teacher; outside of the classroom, the head teacher is like our mother, taking extra care.
After entering the urban area, the speed of the car slowed down.
The squad leader only communicated the specific address with the teacher on the phone. Everyone rarely comes to the city on weekdays, and the road is not very familiar, so we have to look for it while walking.
Thanks to Liu Lei's live map, otherwise it would be difficult to find the specific location in the afternoon in our confused state.
After several turnarounds, I came to the entrance of Xiaodong Street.
"Let's buy some fruit!" The squad leader suggested.
"Okay! Let's all pool money~ This is better." When Yu Ping suggested, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. This method is the most suitable and will not cause psychological burden.
Tangerines, apples, and a bunch of bananas, the secretary chose a piece of sugar cane ingeniously, and we were speechless for a while.
Although sugarcane is also a fruit, I always feel that it is not very appropriate. I am afraid that this thing is not easy to eat, right? Eating sugarcane also means spitting out sugarcane residues everywhere. It seems that it is not suitable to bring to the teacher?
However, the secretary insisted again and again that the sugar cane was finally peeled and bagged, and we went to the head teacher's home with us.
The head teacher lives in an old residential building. As a man, Mr. Zhang must come downstairs to pick us up.
After leading us upstairs, I finally saw my beloved head teacher.
"Come in and sit down!" The teacher in charge greeted us warmly. Seeing that everyone had brought fruit, he pretended to be angry and said, "Who told you to bring something here!"
Although we were embarrassed, we still carried the fruit into the door and put it on the tea table.
After entering the door, several people sat on the sofa restrainedly, waiting for Teacher Song to speak.
"Why are you so formal? It's not a class meeting. Relax." The head teacher laughed.
"Oh, Mr. Song, you don't know, didn't you play with us yesterday? They were like this one by one, and they were very good at catching Gu!" The squad leader laughed.
With the laughter of the two of them, the atmosphere relaxed instantly, and the uncomfortable feeling came out.
The melon seeds were cracked, the candy wrappers were peeled off, the voices of the conversation became louder, and the distance between them gradually narrowed.
The sugarcane that Yu Wei brought earlier came in handy now! I didn't expect this product to have a strong sense of foresight!
Sugarcane, which looks like a market, has become the best bridge to pull in the relationship with each other at this moment.
Eating sugar cane, if you are elegant, you will definitely not be able to gnaw or chew. What you need is the way of opening your mouths and chewing, and laughter, so that you can let go to the greatest extent.
"Eat dumplings at noon!" Teacher Zhang came out of the kitchen, as if asking for Teacher Song's opinion.
"Wow! Eating dumplings! So comfortable~!" Yu Ping and Lucy responded immediately.
"Well! Eat dumplings, but you have to make them yourself! I just chopped the stuffing!" Teacher Zhang continued.
"Hahaha! It's so meaningful, we also want to help!" The squad leader took the lead and stood up, walked toAt the dinner table, they started to make room for the table.
Here, it will soon become the place where we make dumplings.
Teacher Zhang brought out the seasoned stuffing from the kitchen, and the dumpling wrappers were in the hands of Teacher Song who followed behind.
A bag full of dumpling wrappers weighed three catties by visual inspection! It seems that the teacher is afraid that we will not have enough to eat! So well prepared.
Several people sat around and started making dumplings together.
When I was at home before, my mother and grandma taught me how to make dumplings and copy hands, and we can still handle this stuff.
"Is there anyone who can't?" asked the head teacher.
Yu Wei silently raised his hand, lowered his head, embarrassed to look at the head teacher, and then, Lucy also raised her hand
Hey, these two, don't they even know how to make dumplings?
Look how amazing the rest of us are!
But everyone didn't bother with this problem. The head teacher then picked up a piece of dumpling wrapper and showed everyone: put the dumpling wrapper in the palm of your hand, pick a little meat filling in the middle, then fold the round dumpling wrapper in half, and pinch it tightly along the edge , the dumplings are made.
It is indeed a very simple technique and process, you can see it at a glance, and you can do it with a pinch.
Although the first pinch may be a little unsatisfactory, but a few more pinches will take shape.
After everyone learned it, dumpling making has entered a climax. We took advantage of this rare opportunity to compete in the speed of making dumplings.
The ashes on the hands and face are the imprint left by the dumplings and the source of joy, a beautiful memory that no amount of money can buy.
After the dumplings are wrapped, they start to cook in the pot.
One small bowl per person, add some dipping water, and wait for the dumplings to come out of the pan!
Some small dishes were placed on the table one after another. Although they were small dishes, they were not small at all. Braised pork with cold sauce and pig ears were all hard dishes!
Everyone is sitting upright, just not moving their chopsticks, just kidding! This is at the head teacher's house! At least be polite, right?
Two large plates of dumplings came to the table, and after Mr. Zhang and Mr. Song were all seated, a fierce battle finally began!
At this time, it's time to compete who can eat dumplings better!
? Remove unnecessary pretense and release your truest self!
At this moment, we are no longer a teacher-student relationship, only friends!
The best way to treat friends is: eat all the dishes on the table!
One bite of a dumpling, and a few slices of mixed vegetables, the perfect taste impact is really irresistible~
The tall image of the head teacher was directly pulled up by the few of us to the level of friendliness today. It seems It feels good~
?My dear head teacher has always had a smile on his face since we entered the door, and has never left (Remember the website of this website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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