There were fewer and fewer empty beds in the dormitory, and there was a small gap between the two vertical beds. Therefore, after seeing the person who was most likely to pass through his son's bed in the innermost place, Congqing and Wang Hao's mother also helped his son make the bed.

Two mattresses are laid together, then only one bed sheet is laid, and the other sheet is ready to be replaced. Because the bed is too narrow, the sheets must be folded up and two quilts are placed one end at each.

It was cleaned up here, and Fang Lujun had already taken the lunch box to the pool to clean it. Then the couple took their son to the canteen and asked about the price.

The steamed bun is two cents, and it is steamed together. It is called "big bun". Rice is 50 cents, and the dishes are both meat and vegetables. One piece of meat is 50 cents, and today's dishes are spicy chicken, shredded potatoes and stewed cabbage.

Because the family rarely eats rice, Fang Lujun bought a bowl of rice, a portion of spicy chicken, and a portion of shredded potatoes for Fang Chang'an, totaling one yuan and seven cents.

It was said to be spicy chicken, but in fact there were not a few pieces of meat in it, and there was no trace of oil in the shredded potatoes, as if they were fried in water. I looked at it calmly and sighed with a sigh of distress, but there was nothing I could do, so I had to watch from the side.

Fang Lujun went to the convenience store to buy a bottle of soda and put it on the stone platform where he was having a meal in the cafeteria. The couple looked at each other and felt a little depressed.

Finally, he said calmly: "Then you eat, your dad and I will go back."

The rice is placed directly in a bowl and then steamed in a steamer. The bottom is sticky and on top, especially the rice on the edge of the bowl, which is dry and stiff. Fang Chang'an did not have rice like he did in his previous life, and the dishes were even harder to swallow. The potatoes were peeled and peeled, but they were not washed.

But this is a little bit of intention given by parents as much as possible. Fang Changan did not show it. He nodded at his parents with rice and said with a smile: "I will go back next Friday, it's okay!"

Looking at his son's smiling face calmly, tears almost fell. Fang Lujun sighed and said to his wife: "Let's go! Let's go!"

Then he said to his son: "If you have any questions, go find your uncle, do you know the third junior high school office on the first floor?"

"I know, don't worry."

Fang Chang'an still waved his hand brilliantly, and then he was pulled by her husband, passing through the crowd and leaving the cafeteria. Before he walked to the door, he turned around and looked over the crowded parents and students. Seeing his son sitting in front of the stone platform, he looked down at the rice in a daze.

Fang Lujun had already walked out of the cafeteria and turned around and saw that his wife was still standing there. After waiting for a while, he walked out of the living area without saying a word and walked out of the school gate.

Fang Changan took a few bites, silently estimated the time in his heart, and then he turned around and saw that his parents had left. He then put down his chopsticks, looked at the bowl of rice and two dishes in front of him, and cursed: "It's so bad!"

He knew that there were also food sellers outside the school gate, which tasted better and hygienic than the canteen, but he didn't know if it was open this year, because he remembered that he often went there to eat in the third year of junior high school and wanted to go out for a look, but after hesitation, he gave up.

In my previous life, it was almost the same time. My parents left. I was just busy raising rice. After I agreed, I didn’t realize what was going on. I couldn’t find anyone halfway through eating, so I felt lonely.

And now, he also involuntarily felt a little parting, but he quickly suppressed it, thinking in his heart: "Management can finally be slaughtered!"

Unfortunately, I am in junior high school and I have an old man to suppress it. The so-called wave means that I don’t have to pretend to be too hard, and my small body is still a seal that is difficult to break free.

"Hold on for another three years, and you can have a good time in high school!"

Fang Chang'an comforted himself in this way and forced him to eat all the food that was difficult to swallow, because if there were no accidents, this was the most "luxury" meal he had eaten in the cafeteria in three years in junior high school.

Fang Chang'an's previous life spent less than ten yuan a week in the first day of the New Year. The most common meal every day was to pick up a bean tendon or a piece of spicy strip for a big bun, 50 cents, breakfast was porridge for one cent a night, or a bowl of salty soup for two cents, and add a small bun, and drink a porridge for one cent or spicy strips for one cent a day, 30 cents.

Fang Chang'an never said this to his family, but he could guess how he was eating from his living expenses. His grandmother was afraid that he would be hungry for a long time, so she asked him to come to his house for two weeks or a month to fry him croquettes, fried flour, or bring him some pickles, bean paste and other things. In short, what can be made at home is best to keep for a long time and let him take it to school for food.

In his previous life, Fang Chang'an entered the school for 158 in the first grade of junior high school, and after graduation, he went to his mother's place for a summer vacation, and grew to 1.75 meters tall in two months... It can be seen how poor nutrition has reached in junior high school in the third year.

Fortunately, it's made up.

As the saying goes, it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. Fang Chang'an, who has memories of later generations, will naturally no longer treat himself as badly as he did in his previous life. Today is Sunday and he will go home next Friday. His parents don’t know how much he will spend, so they gave him thirty.

You must not treat yourself too badly, nor spend money indiscriminately.

Fang Chang'an silently set a life policy for himself in his heart. After dinner, the bowls and chopsticks were still here, and the canteen owner would come to clean up.

Do you want labor and capital to clean up your dishes and tell you about quality?

The canteen is a contracted system, with only two companies. Fortunately, it can form a certain competition, otherwise the house Chang'an would not even imagine what he would eat every day.

He returned to the dormitory with an unused lunch box. Wang Hao was not there, but there were naturally people in the dormitory of fifty people. Some were sitting lying down and some had already met each other and chatted.

Fang Changan stuck out his butt, took out the basin under the bed, put the rice jar in, and then pushed the basin in, went out to the pool beside the wall, washed his hands and face, and returned to the dormitory to wipe it clean with a towel hanging on the head of the bed.

"Why!"

On the upper bunk in the middle of the first-class shop on the right, there was a little flat-headed, who looked a little unruly and slutty, stretching his head and shouting, "You are really a teacher?"

Fang Changan glanced at him and had a vague impression. He didn't remember what he was called, but he only remembered that he was one of the most troubled people among the freshmen in this class. He had also asked students to extort money, but he had never looked for him.

Seeing that he didn't answer him immediately, Xiao Pingtou deliberately showed a bit of ferocious and threatening look in his eyes. Fang Chang'an felt funny, sat down on his bed and replied: "Yes, the old man teaches the second and third grades of junior high school, and the aunt teaches the first grade of junior high school now, and is the head teacher of Class 6."

This guy is from Class 6. He was stunned when he heard this. Fang Changan smiled at him: "What are your name from Class 6?"

Xiao Pingtou probably felt that he was a student of his aunt, so he was a little imposing, so he hummed twice, turned over and lay down without saying a word.

Fang Chang'an smiled at him and said, "Hey! What kind of class is from? It would be great if you were from Class 6. If there was anything, I could ask my aunt for a favor."

Xiao Pingtou sat up again when he heard this, leaned on the guardrail beside the bed, and asked in surprise: "Really? I'm from Class 6, really!"

Fang Changan smiled, but didn't say anything, and lay on the bed by himself.

"Why!"

Xiao Pingtou quickly turned out two pieces of peanut candy from the head of the bed, screamed again, aimed at the peanut candy and threw it on the bed of Fang Chang'an, and smiled at him kindly: "My name is Liu Cheng, from Daliuzhuang, we will know each other."

Fang Chang'an tore open the candy wrapping paper, threw one into his mouth, and stuffed the other into his pocket. He stood up and smiled and said, "My name is Fang Chang'an. I know you. But I am a good student. I will be admitted to the county No. 1 Middle School in the future. Relationships are relationships. Don't look for me if you do bad things. If I delay my studies and have poor grades, I will not be useful when I speak to my aunt."

"Hey, don't worry! If anyone dares to influence your studies, I will beat him up!"

Liu Cheng immediately patted his chest and promised, and shouted to the others who were still in the dormitory: "There are a few people in Class 5, Class 6 and Class 7, have you heard it? Don't affect the good students in Class 4, otherwise it will affect the examinations and labor and capital will beat you to death!"

This guy has a cousin from the second grade of junior high school. He probably came to the dormitory before to support his younger brother. After Liu Cheng said this, no one complained about this and said that he obviously deserved a beating.

Fang Changan didn't care about this either, and smiled at Liu Cheng and said, "The candy is very sweet, thank you."

Liu Cheng hurriedly said, "I have more here, so I'll give you two more?"

Although he wanted to curry favor with this relative, he obviously didn't want to give it to him. After all, he was not a rich second generation.

"The two pieces are just acknowledged. You don't have to give me anything in the future. I'm not that kind of person. Besides, let's live in a dormitory. I will definitely help you if you can help you. If you can't help, you will give me something versatile. It's better to eat it yourself."

He found his small alarm clock under the pillow, and saw that it was less than twelve o'clock, so he said, "Okay, I'll go out first, don't let someone steal my stuff."

Liu Cheng was able to meet his promise. Although it was just a blank check, he still felt that his life in class would be safe in the future. He was very excited. Seeing that other students in the dormitory had a more arrogant attitude, he shouted: "Don't worry, who dares to steal your things in this dormitory? I can't kill him!"
Chapter completed!