When a Zhao comes out of the room, he suddenly thinks of something and turns to knock on Xiao Yan's door.
"Teacher?" Just after the bath of teenagers, hair still with a trace of moisture, soft paste in the cheek.
A Zhao pointed to downstairs: "go down to eat together?"
Xiao Yan hesitated.
A Zhao made an unhappy look: "did you forget what the teacher said to you? You promised to change it. "
She looked at the teenager, some embarrassed thought, and finally nodded.
Ah Zhao is very happy.
They arrived at the restaurant.
There was only one person's food on the table.
Seeing Xiao Yan, Aunt Zhang, who was carrying porridge to the table, was surprised and said, "master Xiao Yan, how did you get down?"
Xiao Yan subconsciously looks at a Zhao.
A Zhao did not open his mouth, but encouraged to look at him.
What she meant was obvious: let him say it himself.
Xiao Yan pauses for a moment, and a Zhao notices that his fist is tightly clenched, obviously very nervous.
"I After that, I will eat here. " Xiao Yan said word by word.
Aunt Zhang was stunned for a moment and said subconsciously, "I'll ask the housekeeper..."
Ah Zhao interrupted her: "why, is the housekeeper the master here?"
Aunt Zhang quickly shook her head: "but..."
A Zhao took Xiao Yan and sat down: "nothing. But, does Xiao Yan have to ask for the consent of others even for a meal?"
Aunt Zhang accosted and said, "then I'll go and prepare the tableware."
Back in the kitchen, Aunt Zhang's face fell.
"Bah! Do you really think of yourself as a character? " She angrily took out a pair of chopsticks.
Another kitchen maid asked curiously, "who made you angry?"
"It's not that Xu Zhao. I have to face you today. I Zhang Lan has worked here for so many years, and even the housekeeper has not said anything bad to me. She is nothing... " Aunt Zhang is garrulous.
The maid shook her head and said, "she was invited by his wife. I don't know what background she has. What's more, I don't think people like Miss Xu will stay in such places for a long time. We don't need to provoke her
Aunt Zhang murmured angrily and then went out.
A Zhao didn't know that Aunt Zhang had such a big opinion about herself.
Of course, she didn't care.
In addition to caring about the task target Xiao Yan's thoughts, other people's emotions have no obligation to take care of.
"This porridge is not bad. Come on." She filled Xiao Yan with a bowl of porridge.
Xiao Yan drank it and put down his chopsticks.
A Zhao looks at the delicate bowl in the other's hand in silence. How can a teenager who is growing up eat so little?
"Are you full?" She asked.
Xiao Yan nods.
The next second, he had two more buns in his bowl.
"I haven't eaten as much as I have. No wonder you are so weak." Ah Zhao looks at him with disapproval.
Xiao Yan looks at her with wide eyes.
"It's not easy to start class later. You have to be full. "
Xiao Yan didn't say anything, and quietly ate up the two steamed buns in the bowl.
Ah Zhao began to eat his own food with satisfaction.
When Xiao Yan gets up after dinner, she bumps into Aunt Zhang who comes to clean up.
It's not heavy. Aunt Zhang exaggerates and asks Xiao Yan to be careful.
Xiao Yan didn't speak and went straight to the bathroom.
In the bathroom.
The tap water was turned to the maximum, Xiao Yan rubbed his hands as if he were nervous.