Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 674 Young Man Admires 19

The two of them took a car to the primary school affiliated to the No. 1 Middle School to pick up Zhang Dingrui.

Zhang Dingrui was also wearing a school uniform, which looked similar to Zhang Dingyu's, but Zhang Dingyu's was blue and white, while Zhang Dingrui's was red and white.

The management in primary schools is much stricter than that in high schools.

On Friday, there was a circle of cars parked in front of the door. Most parents who hadn't seen their children for a week would take time out to pick up their children in person to spend the weekend.

The children stood in a row under the guidance of their class teacher. The class teacher met with the parents who came and then turned around and called the children.

Every time a name is called, the door is opened and a student is let out.

Zhang Dingrui stood at the end of a group of children. Compared with a group of elementary school students who stretched their necks like young eagles eager to spread their wings and soar, he was just pulling the straps of his schoolbag and standing on tiptoe to look out.

He wanted to see if his brother had arrived.

Unlike high school students, students from affiliated middle and elementary schools cannot live on campus on weekends.

Unfortunately, there were too many teachers and parents in front, and Zhang Dingrui couldn’t see anything after looking for a long time.

I could only put down my tiptoed feet and stand back up obediently.

"Where is Zhang Dingrui from Class 2, Grade 3? Your brother and sister are here to pick you up..."

The teacher standing in the front row stretched his neck to look among the students, calling Zhang Dingrui's name over and over again.

Zhang Dingrui immediately jumped up and raised his hand.

The teacher then saw him and quickly motioned for him to come forward, took him to the door, opened the door, and handed Zhang Dingrui to Lingyao.

As usual, I told the parents about the child's situation in school this week. Fortunately, this student's teacher had a deep impression of him.

"The child is quite obedient and takes classes seriously. However, parents should pay more attention to English. They will be promoted to the fourth grade next year, and will be senior students. It is not good for them to fall behind in English."

Lingyao listened to the report from the head teacher and nodded politely.

Zhang Dingyu behind her was also very happy to see Zhang Dingrui. After all, the two brothers had never not seen each other for so long since Zhang Dingrui was born.

It is even more obvious in Zhang Dingrui, his pair of eyes are like stars, twinkling and sparkling.

When it comes to Zhang Dingrui, Zhang Dingyu is obviously better at disciplining and getting along with him than Lingyao.

On the way, Zhang Dingyu kept asking him how he was doing in school, how his studies were going, and whether he was getting used to it.

Zhang Dingrui replied to his brother while eating the thousand-layer cake in his hand.

"Very good, I can eat meat at every meal, and the teacher never hits me..."

The teachers in Taiping Village are all old teachers from decades ago, and their attitude towards educating students is still based on the belief that "only by beating can a talented student be produced."

Even Zhang Dingyu had been punished by a teacher. That was when Huang Xiaofang asked him to do some work because of something at home. As a result, he was late for school by more than ten minutes...

After successfully picking up Zhang Dingrui, the car restarted and tall buildings and green flower beds receded outside the car window.

Since there was no dinner at home, Lingyao made a reservation in advance at a barbecue restaurant and took the two brothers to eat.

This was the first time for Zhang Dingyu and Zhang Dingrui to eat this.

It looks a bit like the pancakes, sweet potatoes and glutinous rice cakes that they bake on the stove in their village during the winter.

However, the meat is grilled in this city, and the stove is not powered by fire, but electricity, and there is a layer of something called "barbecue paper" on it.

Zhang Dingrui didn’t know why the city people wanted to suck up the barbecue oil. Isn’t oil a good thing? But he just stared blankly and didn’t dare to say anything.

Zhang Dingyu studied biology and knew that too much fat was not necessarily healthy, but she could understand the city dwellers' lifestyle.

When Lingyao placed the order, she prepared to add a service tip and asked the waiter to help grill the meat.

Zhang Dingyu was sitting next to Lingyao and saw that Lingyao had chosen a waiter to grill the food for her on a screen that was several times larger than her phone, with a tip of 58 yuan.

He blinked and spoke quickly.

"I'll bake it."

As he said this, he picked up the oil brush and imitated the customer next to him to brush a layer of oil on the baking tray.

Lingyao glanced at him and reminded him.

“The power isn’t on yet.”

Zhang Dingyu's fingers paused immediately, and a feeling of embarrassment crept from his fingertips to his face. He felt that his face was like that baking tray, and it was electrified. He wanted to raise his hands to cover his face to hide his unnaturalness.

But he still kept up a look, just pursed his lips and hummed dryly.

But in the end Lingyao still crossed out the option of the barbecue service.

After all, someone is watching you, and it’s not convenient to eat and talk.

Soon, the dishes ordered on the phone were served.

This time, Zhang Dingyu waited for the waiter to turn on the fire before picking up the oil brush and the iron tongs for meat again.

The air was steaming on the baking tray, the sesame oil was sizzling on the baking tray, and the meat was cut into perfect slices.

Put it on top, and it will curl up into a ball instantly, with hot steam and meaty aroma.

Zhang Dingyu placed the roasted meat slices on the baking tray and carefully helped to turn them over.

Put the roasted meat on Lingyao’s plate first, and then Zhang Dingrui’s.

Zhang Dingrui picked up the meat and was about to eat it when he saw Lingyao next to him put on disposable gloves and picked up the meat.

After dipping it twice in the sauce on the table, take out the vegetables on the side and wrap the meat in it, just like making dumplings.

The meat that was almost put into his mouth stopped again.

Following Lingyao's movements, a meat lettuce wrap was soon ready.

He glanced at Zhang Dingyu who was still turning the grilled meat, half-raised himself from his seat, and handed the vegetable-wrapped meat in his hand to Zhang Dingyu's mouth.

At this moment, what neither he nor Zhang Dingyu expected was that Lingyao, who had finished one and wrapped another skillfully, also handed the sweet and sour pork in her hand to Zhang Dingyu's mouth.

Zhang Dingyu stopped grilling the meat and looked at the two lettuce wraps next to her mouth.

Lingyao’s bag was just like herself, clean and tidy, and the size seemed to have been measured with a ruler, just enough for a person to fit in one bite.

As it was Zhang Dingrui’s first time trying it, the gloves were a bit too big for him.

He also stuffed a lot of meat into it, making it a half-sized steamed bun that could barely contain the vegetables.

Zhang Dingyu turned her eyes away, not looking at Zhang Dingrui, lowered her eyelashes, lowered her head, and bit the meat wrapped in vegetable from Lingyao's hand.

His lips opened and closed only slightly, and he bit off very quickly, but he felt his lips trembling uncontrollably.

Only constant chewing can cover up the trembling.

She was clearly eating barbecue, and she even dipped it in some red peppers, but Zhang Dingyu just felt like her mouth was filled with honey, very sweet, even sweeter than the cream cubes in the car.

Zhang Dingrui saw that Zhang Dingyu ate what Lingyao fed her first, and he didn't think it was wrong at all.

My brother said that everything should be put first with my sister.

He was actually thinking about whether he should give the wrapped barbecue to this sister.

But this sister always made him want to get close to her but also feel in awe of her. After thinking for a while, he still didn't dare to do it and handed it to his brother first.

Now Zhang Dingyu had something stuffed in his mouth and asked him to eat it himself.

Zhang Dingrui took the "little bun" back from his hand.

You can hold it in your hand and eat it, taking bites one by one, just like you are eating a vegetable burger.