Chapter 537

Jiang Chan stretched out her hand and hugged the flying Mo Mo, with her forehead against the top Mo Mo's head: "naughty."

Mo Mo's two front claw rings hugged Jiang Chan's neck, and his small head rubbed against Jiang Chan's chin, making a soft cat cry. Where is the arrogance towards Wen Jing and others?

"It's just come, and you're not familiar with it. It's good to live for a while." Jiang Chan holds Mo Mo and looks at the group of three and laughs.

"Let's hope." Wenjing was the biggest after all, and was the first to return to his mind: "don't say it. Hurry to wash. When you are a sophomore in senior high school, the pressure will come up all at once."

"Is to go to bed early, there will be a flag raising ceremony tomorrow, and you will take ink with you tomorrow?" Yang Liuqing looked at the ink lying on Jiang Chan's pillow, and his tone was full of envy.

"How can I send it to the classroom first, and then go to the playground to raise the flag." Jiang Chan lay down, his cheek a fist away from Mo mo. Mo Mo's body moved and Leng closed his eyes again with Jiang Chan.

"Will you speak at the flag raising ceremony tomorrow, little cicada?" Yu Jie suddenly asked. Grade representatives will speak at each flag raising ceremony. Last month was grade two, and this month it was grade three.

Needless to say, the grade representative of this issue must be Jiang Chan. If you change someone else, you won't be popular.

Jiang Chan yawned: "yes, Lao Jiang gave me the speech during the evening self-study."

"Alas, when can I be the representative of the last grade?" Yang Liuqing sighed.

"First of all, you should make sure that you have never been down from the throne of the first grade." Wen Jing, who washed out, pointed out a fact pointedly, "second, you should win awards in international competitions."

"Forget it, I'd better be a salted fish in peace." Yang Liuqing cried on the bed: "after all, are there a few like little cicadas? We are all ordinary people, so we'd better live an ordinary life."

On Monday morning, Jiang Chan got up lightly. After washing, she came out and saw Mo Mo sitting on the bed looking at her. Jiang Chan rolled his head: "I went running on the playground and let the dormitory see that you are not good. You sleep a little longer. I bought breakfast and took you to the classroom."

I don't know whether Mo Mo understood it or what. He fell down on Jiang Chan's pillow again. Jiang Chan had a smile in her eyes and went downstairs for morning exercise.

Good health is the capital of learning. If you get up early and exercise, you will have more energy to learn. After greeting several familiar PE teachers, Lao Shi came up and said mysteriously, "your teacher's mother has obviously less night sweat and slept soundly in the last two nights."

"That's good. Keep taking the medicine. I'll do acupuncture for my teacher's mother at noon on Friday." Jiang Chan and Lao Shi ran side by side, their faces not red and gasping.

"By the way, you keep your stomach in the morning. Your teacher's mother wrapped wonton last night and I'll send it to you after the flag raising." Lao Shi suddenly said with a smile: "you are a lucky girl. The wonton wrapped by your teacher's mother is unique in the community."

"Then I'll keep some stomach waiting for my teacher's wonton," Jiang Chan smiled. "Don't let my teacher's mother busy in the future. She's busy with her work. It's too hard to ask for food for me."

"Where can this be called hard work?" old Shi stared: "here you are. Why is a little girl so worried?"

"OK, then I'm not polite." Jiang Chan nodded, wondering whether to make some medicine for the teacher's mother and take it there, so as to save money.

"That's right," old Shi nodded with satisfaction and watched Jiang Chan run away. Then he walked back slowly.

Jiang Chan ran for 40 minutes before she went to the canteen to pack early. As for what Lao Shi said to eat less, she didn't hear it. It takes a lot of human power to practice martial arts. She has restrained herself as much as possible. If she lets go, she can eat and broadcast.

When they went back, the three in the bedroom had got up and saw Jiang Chan pushing the door in. Mo stretched himself on Jiang Chan's pillow, licked the meat mat and washed his face.

After putting breakfast on the table, Jiang Chan hugged Mo Mo: "I bought you beef pie and have some?"

"Meow." Mo Mo was so cute that he almost rolled on Jiang Chan's hand. Looking at the quiet ground, several people envied him.

Served Mo Mo and had breakfast. When she went to the classroom, Jiang Chan prepared a pair of bowls and chopsticks for Mo mo. this is the bowl that Jiang Chan had eaten by herself. Now it belongs to Mo mo. she went out to buy another one at noon.

The flag raising ceremony in the city is once a month, every time at the big break, that is, around 9 a.m. Jiang Chan put Mo Mo in the table and took her speech into the broadcasting room.

Listening to the voice of Jiang cicada qinglingling on the radio, the ink in the table changed its posture and narrowed its eyes with satisfaction. Sister's voice is really nice. She is so good to Mo Mo, meow.

After the speech, Lao Shi waved to Jiang Chan with a heat preservation box. Wonton is made by the teacher's mother. It's Lao Shi's skill to cook it. It's not very difficult to cook wonton.

"Thank you, teacher and mother. I'm welcome." Jiang Chan held the insulation box and rarely showed a big smile. She has smelled the smell inside, as well as the smell of fresh shrimp.

"You're welcome. I like to bring it back to you next time." Lao Shi waved his hand and went down to maintain order.

When she got to the classroom, Jiang Chan opened the insulation box. Lao Shi was a rough but careful man. One box contained small wonton and the other was wonton soup. It was also sprinkled with scallion. It was very delicious.

Mo Mo suddenly sucked his nose in the belly of the table. The next moment he opened his eyes and leaned out his head to see who brought such delicious food.

Jiang Chan took out the ink bowl from her bag and put some wonton into the table. Ink immediately bowed her head and looked at the steaming wonton. It was a dilemma.

Mother, the wonton bag is very beautiful. The wonton skin has been boiled almost transparent. You can see the shrimp inside. The small wontons are exquisite and lovely. People can't bear to eat them.

One bite is all kinds of delicious. I want to swallow my tongue. No wonder Lao Shi said that the wonton is unique in the community. Drink another mouthful of wonton soup, and the warm soup goes down, driving away the chill of early winter.

Besides Mo Mo, I couldn't wait. I took a tentative bite of wonton before I ate it. It seemed that the hair on its body was about to explode, and I narrowed my eyes happily.

The next moment, I can't care if the wonton is still hot. I want to bury my head in the bowl and make a pleasant purr in my throat.

Listening to the joy of ink eating, Jiang Chan dialed a few more for it. Happily, ink directly flirted with Jiang Chan. My sister should treat it well. Give it such delicious little wonton!