My 1991

They said it wouldn't take long, but it didn't end until 11pm.

Lu An put down his brush, rubbed his sore wrist, and asked the fascinated Teacher Zhou:

"Comrade Lao Zhou, what do you think of my painting?"

Zhou Jingni remained silent for the first time, looking left, right, up and down, and finally looked at the oil painting intently and said:

"How much does this painting cost? The teacher wants to buy it back."

Oh, you have a discerning eye.

This is my first oil painting in my life. If I become famous in the future, this painting will be worth a lot of money.

Lu An waved his hand and said very magnanimously: "There is no money to talk about. Talking about money between us will hurt our feelings.

This is originally your portrait, Mr. Zhou, and it naturally belongs to you. "

Zhou Jingni looked at him coldly, put her hands on her chest and said, "Why are you so generous all of a sudden?

The teacher is a little unaccustomed to it, so he won't have any other ideas, right? "

Lu An also looked at the painting and said, "You are the best teacher I have ever encountered in my life. You have taken care of me a lot in the past two years. Although I used to be a stupid person, I will always keep your kindness in my heart."

This is his truth.

Even though he had taken advantage of her several times today, in the final analysis it was still because of her kindness. Otherwise, how could he be so confident?

Besides, will ordinary teachers visit your home again and again because of changes in your grades?

No.

This alone deserves his respect.

After hearing this, Zhou Jingni's eyes softened a lot when she looked at him. She thought about it and then asked seriously:

"Tell me, what happened to your monthly exam results? Tell the teacher, otherwise I won't be able to eat well."

After escaping so many times, I couldn't escape in the end.

Forget it, the matter has come to this, Lu An had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Teacher, if I say that I really have a headache, would you believe it?"

Zhou Jingni looked into his eyes and replied after a while: "Teacher's letter."

But she asked later: "Then tell me, can the results come back?"

Come on, it seems that Comrade Zhou only believed half of it.

But think about it, if the top seed under your control has problems one after another in the exam, you will be tortured to the point of nervousness. What's more, she is still a woman who has just graduated from college for a few years, which is when her competitive spirit is at its peak.

Lu An didn't look around to talk about it this time. He looked at her for a moment and said extremely seriously: "Yes."

Hearing the word "can", Zhou Jingni's heart secretly dropped by half. At the end of the day, she finally heard the answer she wanted.

She raised her right wrist and looked at it. It was getting late, it was already past 11 o'clock. She immediately gave up her thoughts of going home, so she ordered:

"I'm a little hungry. You should hurry up and cook."

Lu An enthusiastically extended the invitation: "Male and female, so that we can work without getting tired. How about we come together?"

Zhou Jingni shook her hair and laughed: "I'm going to boil water and take a bath. I hope there will be food later."

After saying that, she walked straight past him without any twists in her eyes.

Watching the figure leave, Lu An secretly thought that it was a pity that Teacher Zhou, who had been kind to him for a day, disappeared and returned to his previous image of "Zhou Bapi".

Sure enough, it's Zhou Papi. This nickname is not wrong at all.

After rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, I only found eggs, green and red peppers, and cucumbers, and that was it.

Looking down at the three pitiful dishes, Lu An finally decided to make three dishes: scrambled eggs with green peppers, tiger skin green peppers and shredded cucumbers.

These three dishes should be colorful and spicy. Then put the braised beef packed back in the morning on the table. The meat and vegetables are all mixed together, which will satisfy your appetite.

After beating rice and cooking, then chopping and stir-frying vegetables, Lu An showed off his decades-old howitzer skills. For a moment, the scene was comparable to that of a hotel chef, and Zhou Jingni next to him was immediately stunned.

After taking a shower, Zhou Jingni's hair was wet. She found a pair of Sister Qingchi's pajamas to put on her body. At this time, she leaned against the eaves and pillars and asked:

"You are the one who cooks in your hometown?"

Lu An said: "No, at home, my eldest sister used to do the cooking. In recent years, my younger sister has done more of the cooking."

Zhou Jingni was curious: "Your sister? How old is your sister this year?"

Lu An sprinkled some salt into the pot and added some water to melt the salt: "Reading the third grade of junior high school."

Zhou Jingni silently calculated her age, which was about 15, but she had been cooking for several years at this age. She suddenly felt moved and lost her voice.

Simple dishes have the advantage of being simple and quick to cook.

In less than half an hour, the two of them each took a bowl and started eating.

When he was painting during the day, Lu An didn't feel hungry yet, but once he stopped, he felt like he was going crazy with hunger. His stomach was growling like he could eat a damn cow.

Zhou Jingni was also a little hungry. She usually had a bowl of rice, but this time she had an extra half a bowl.

After finishing the last grain of rice gracefully, she wiped her mouth with a tissue and said her first words since the meal started:

"You're a good cook. The same cucumber and eggs taste better than what I have at home."

Lu An, who was making the third bowl of rice, took the opportunity to say: "Come more often if you like it. Bring your favorite dishes. I guarantee that you will eat to your satisfaction."

Zhou Jingni saw through his little thoughts at a glance, "Teacher likes to eat vegetables more than meat."

Lu An nodded repeatedly: "It's good to eat more vegetables. It's healthy to eat vegetables, but vegetables also need oil. You can still bring some meat."

Zhou Jingni smiled and said "Go away".

When he was about to finish eating, the woman left the dining table at the right time and went to the yard to enjoy the cool weather with a smile.

Lu An was speechless, this old Comrade Zhou was still very vengeful.

I asked her to wash the dishes once at noon and returned them immediately in the evening.

It’s true that revenge never lasts overnight, such a good character.

After washing the dishes, Lu An walked over and asked, "Comrade Zhou, are you going to sleep here tonight, or go to No. 12 to sleep with Ye Run?"

Zhou Jingni looked at him: "It's already o'clock, is Ye Run still not asleep?"

Lu An shook his head: "She usually goes to bed at 12 o'clock, and she should still be studying questions now."

Zhou Jingni was a little surprised, stood up and said, "Teacher, come over and take a look."

After walking out of the courtyard, she suddenly asked worriedly: "Do rats really eat oil paintings?"

Luan explained: "The paint is mixed with oil, and rats love to eat it."

Zhou Jingni reminded: "The portrait...?"

Lu An said: "It's okay, it's not me in the painting anyway."

Zhou Jingni's eyes turned cold.

Lu An turned a blind eye to this, took two steps and said, "I will move it to the bed tonight and watch you sleep with it."

"Just move to the bedroom, stay away from the painting." Zhou Jingni looked disgusted.

As expected, Ye Run was still awake, lighting a kerosene lamp and working hard on math problems.

When she opened the door, she wasn't surprised to see Lu An sending the class teacher over.

Because she wanted to go to him to ask him about math problems in the afternoon, but she sneaked away when she saw Teacher Zhou behind her.

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