Lin Chen returned home, opened the door, and shouted in the direction of the kitchen according to his past habits: "Mom, I'm back."

After a while, a middle-aged woman walked out of the kitchen.

She held a bowl of egg noodles in her hand and quickly said to Lin Chen: "Come on, son, mom has cooked egg noodles for you and eat them while they are hot."

"Thank you mom."

Lin Chen put down his schoolbag and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Lin Chen’s mother Chen Dongxia put the egg noodles on the dining table and shouted to Lin Chen: “Son, if it’s not enough, there’s still something in the pot.”

"Okay, one bowl is enough." After Lin Chen washed his hands and came out, he came to the living room.

Lin Jiangshan, who was reading the newspaper at this time, looked at Chen Dongxia and asked, "Fuck, where is my bowl?"

"You won't go to serve yourself?" Chen Dongxia glanced at her husband: "I read the newspaper after dinner every day, and I don't know what's good about that newspaper."

"You don't understand this. Although the Internet age is developing rapidly now, we must not forget paper media. Reading a newspaper every day can make you calm down and understand national affairs." Lin Jiangshan explained.

Chen Dongxia didn't want to listen to Lin Jiangshan talking. She just felt that instead of caring about so many international major events, she would rather pay attention to every bit around her.

She saw Lin Chen eating egg noodles and asked quickly: "Son, how are you doing at school today?"

"It's pretty good." Lin Chen replied.

"Have you encountered any difficulties in learning?"

"No."

"Okay, if you don't understand anything in your studies, you must remember to ask your teacher or classmates, do you know?" Chen Dongxia reminded.

Lin Chen nodded: "Yeah."

Lin Jiangshan listened to Chen Dongxia's nagging words aside, and he interrupted, "Xiaochen is not a child anymore. He knows what he is going to do. Don't grab him and ask this and that as soon as school comes out."

"I'll ask what's wrong? I can't talk to my son yet, right?" Chen Dongxia frowned and started arguing with Lin Jiangshan.

After Lin Chen finished eating the last piece of noodles, he put down the bowl and then slipped into the bedroom.

He had long been accustomed to the daily bickering of the two elders. If they didn't argue a few times a day, they seemed to feel that something was missing at home.

When I got home, I opened my phone and clicked on WeChat.

I found that there were already hundreds of messages in the WeChat group.

This is a WeChat group chat formed by several boys in the class. Here they can talk about learning, interesting things, and gossip.

But today, their unified topics are all new classmates who just transferred to class in the afternoon.

Chen Haisheng: [That's right, why are there anyone transferring to school in the third year of high school?]

Ding Junjie: [Who knows, I guess I want to come to our Hongcheng No. 1 Middle School to sprint for the third year of high school.]

Chen Haisheng: [@先徐免宝免宝宝宝宝宝, Awei, what do you think of the new female classmate?]

Li Zhiwei: [It looks good, it's really good.]

Chen Haisheng: [Indeed, even our brother Chen said it looks good.]

Ding Junjie: [But he is indeed quite aloof and doesn't like to talk to people.]

Li Zhiwei: [Where is Brother Chen, you shouldn’t fall asleep, @天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天

Ding Junjie: [Damn, this pussy is really narcissistic.]

Lin Chen replied at this time: [You can really talk.]

When Chen Haisheng saw Lin Chen talking, he immediately asked: [Brother Chen, tell me what you think of the new classmates.]

Lin Chen: [What do you think? I just changed my studies, but I was so mysterious to you.]

Li Zhiwei: [That's not what it said. Now in the third year of high school, who usually transfers to school? And she is so beautiful. Can you guess if you will fall in love early? Another day I will ask other girls to see if I can ask some gossip.]

Ding Junjie: [Awei, why are you like this? But I like your gossip.]

Seeing that they were still chatting, Lin Chen put down his phone and switched to the silent mode.

He lay on the bed, put his hands under the back of his head, looked at the ceiling, and then closed his eyes.

Because of the topics I talked about before, Lin Chen couldn't help but recall the scene where he saw Liu Anyao at the bus stop.

[She should also be a day in the future, right?]

【It's so late, will the bus stop running?】

But he didn't think much, and after thinking for a while, he fell asleep...

On the other hand, Liu Anyao returned home.

Take out the key from your bag and open the door.

As soon as the door was opened, the room was covered in darkness.

She touched the wall a little uncensoredly.

After a while, the switch was finally found.

With a "click", the lights at home turned on.

She looked at the deserted living room, walked silently to the sofa, and put down her schoolbag.

A small note was left on the coffee table.

Liu Anyao picked up the note and took a simple look.

[Yaoyao, my mother is going to work night shift tonight. A bowl of noodles has been prepared in the kitchen. You can eat it after heating it. After eating, go to bed early and don’t have to wait for my mother to come home.]

Liu Anyao folded the notes and put them in her pocket.

She came to the kitchen and opened the lid of the pot.

There is a bowl of tomato and egg noodles inside.

She carefully brought it out and then poured out the hot water from the pot.

Add a spoonful of water and start cooking.

Liu Anyao walked to the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator door, and took out a box of quick-frozen dumplings from the freezer.

She put the dumplings into the pot one by one.

The dumplings were flipping in the hot hot water, like athletes dancing on the water.

After a while, the dumplings were cooked.

Liu Anyao picked up the spoon, put the dumplings into the bowl, and then covered it with a lid of the pot.

After making these, she picked up the bowl of egg noodles and returned to her bedroom.

Put the bowl on the desk, take out the word book from your pocket, and recite the words while eating.

The face was steaming hot, and Liu Anyao was blowing. Only with her little mouth was whispering, she felt like a child.

After eating in person, the word book was closed.

She walked into the bathroom with her pajamas from the closet.

After taking off the clothes, the fair skin was showered with a rainstorm, and the graceful figure appeared and disappeared beside the glass door.

Although Liu Anyao is only 18 years old, she is the time when girls have the most collagen. After all, the ones that should be developed have developed well.

She closed her eyes and let the hot water wading through her skin, as if she could wash away the fatigue caused by the day.

After washing up, she left a small note of paper in the living room, then went to bed, hugged a little bear beside the bed, and lay on her side like a kitten.

This was her first day at Hongcheng No. 1 Middle School.

But it was also a day I got used to it.
Chapter completed!