Chapter 78: Thoughts
While drinking, they talked about their college entrance examination results.
Li Xiaoyun said she did well in the exam and felt very good about herself.
Firstly, she is a recent graduate and has a solid foundation in studies.
Secondly, Li Xiaoyun was close to the water and got the moon first. When Song Yuanchao and his colleagues just started printing the college entrance examination review materials, they gave Li Xiaoyun a copy. The girl started reviewing according to the exercises very early. In addition, Song Yuanchao organized a intensive review for the college entrance examination with the support of Principal Zhou later, and Li Xiaoyun also participated in it, so it was natural that such a result was achieved.
Gu Jie was different. He only studied in high school for one year, and then went to the countryside to repair the earth. He spent several years repairing the earth, and no one knew where the things the teachers taught him were thrown away.
Now I am hurriedly picking it up to review again. Although I have the help of Song Yuanchao, my improvement is very limited because my foundation is too poor and the time is too short.
According to Gu Jie, he had no idea how he performed in the exam and was afraid that there would be no results.
In response to this answer, Song Yuanchao could only comfort him with a few words. The important thing was to participate, and it didn't matter if he didn't pass the exam. When the results came out, he would arrange for him to work in the school-run factory.
"Brother Yuanchao, you haven't talked about yourself yet. How did you do in the exam this time?" Li Xiaoyun asked with wide eyes.
Song Yuanchao smiled and said, "It's OK."
It's indeed okay. Song Yuanchao has a good foundation. Not only did he take part in last year's college entrance examination, but he also helped Lin Yan review during the first college entrance examination. From this point of view, Song Yuanchao's foundation is much better than most people.
The failure in last year's college entrance examination was not Song Yuanchao's fault, but was caused by a serious illness. Otherwise, with his ability, he would have been a college student long ago.
This time, Song Yuanchao not only picked up the textbooks to review, but also did countless exam preparation exercises. In addition, Principal Zhou and the school teachers gave him targeted tutoring, so Song Yuanchao felt really good after the exam this time. If there are no accidents, getting high scores is a sure thing.
"By the way, Xiaoyun, I've been asking you all the time but you never tell me. Which major did you fill in this time?" Song Yuanchao couldn't help asking as he looked at Li Xiaoyun. This girl was so secretive when filling out the application form. She wouldn't tell him even when Song Yuanchao asked her, and kept saying it was a secret. Now that the exam is over, she should finally tell him, right?
Drinking Coke, Li Xiaoyun looked up at Song Yuanchao, without saying a word but with a smile in her eyes.
"Girl, you're still keeping it a secret at this time?" Song Yuanchao was speechless when he saw her like this. He really didn't know what she was thinking. However, it was difficult for a man to guess the little girl's psychology, so Song Yuanchao just asked casually and didn't bother to think about .
The college entrance examination is over, and today is the time to relax.
Song Yuanchao had made preparations long ago and asked Zhang's mother to help him buy a lot of vegetables in advance. After drinking the Coke, Song Yuanchao went downstairs to prepare the meal.
It was hot and some things were difficult to prepare, so Song Yuanchao planned to make a braised pork and a steamed fish. The vegetables were eggplant, chicken greens and scrambled eggs with tomatoes. In addition, there was a winter melon soup. In the winter melon soup, Song Yuanchao first used shredded ham to make the base soup, then added the winter melon, and when it was almost done, added chopped green onions. The resulting soup was clear and delicious.
While he was busy, Song Yuanchao felt someone behind him. He turned around and saw that it was Li Xiaoyun coming down.
"Why did you come down? The kitchen is small and hot, go upstairs and stay there." Song Yuanchao said while busy with his hands.
"It's boring to stay upstairs." Li Xiaoyun said, watching Song Yuanchao preparing the meal smoothly. There was a pot of soup boiling on the stove, braised pork was simmering on a low fire nearby, and the kitchen knife in his hand was scraping the fish scales deftly. The onions, ginger and other things were ready. Everything was in order and busy but not chaotic.
"Brother Yuanchao, last time my brother said that you are good at cooking. I thought he was just bragging for you, but I didn't expect it to be true. You can become a chef with your skills. Where did you learn this?" Li Xiaoyun couldn't help asking when she saw Song Yuanchao busying himself.
"After being an educated youth for so many years, if you can't cook, you will starve to death, right?" Song Yuanchao answered while his hands were still moving. "In the Northwest, apart from repairing the earth, I have been thinking about eating all the time. I am not stupid, and I like to eat. I usually tinker with it myself when I have nothing to do. After eight years, I have only practiced these survival skills. In fact, you see that I seem to be able to cook well, but I am far worse than a regular master chef. I am just a novice."
"That's not the way to say it. When it comes to cooking, it's all about the food. I think your cooking skills are not much worse than those of the chefs in the restaurant."
"Haha, the previous sentence makes sense." Song Yuanchao laughed and said, "We ordinary people don't care about the appearance, fragrance and taste. As long as we think it tastes good, it's enough."
"That's right! Brother Yuanchao, with this skill you will never have trouble finding a wife in the future." Li Xiaoyun suddenly said this, leaving Song Yuanchao slightly stunned.
"By the way, Brother Yuanchao, there's something I haven't asked you. Didn't you have any love life when you were an educated youth?" Li Xiaoyun asked curiously, blinking her big eyes with anticipation.
Song Yuanchao paused for a moment, then quickly started again. He scraped the fish scales clean in three or five strokes, then turned on the tap to rinse the fish in his hands.
"Why would a girl ask this?"
"I'm curious!" Li Xiaoyun was very excited: "Brother Yuanchao, you look good. Although you are not as handsome as Pan An, you are still handsome. Also, you have a good temper, are honest, have strong working ability, and can buy barbecue at home and cook delicious meals. This is a standard good man. Unlike my brother who is usually sloppy and only knows how to smoke and drink, there must be many girls who like a good man like you. You must have a lover after so many years in the northwest, right?"
Li Xiaoyun's series of questions made Song Yuanchao have no idea how to answer. Strange! Why is this girl suddenly so interested in this matter? She even kept asking him questions.
Song Yuanchao didn't want to discuss this issue with Li Xiaoyun at all, especially the matter between him and Lin Yan.
Not many people knew about the affair between him and Lin Yan, only a few educated youth in the northwest at that time. Qin Zhengguo definitely knew about it, but he never mentioned it in front of outsiders, and Song Yuanchao had never told Li Daqi and the others.
"Oh, yeah, I saw a photo of you educated youth on the desk in the room. There are four people in it. One is you, one is Zhengguo, and who are the other two girls? What are their names? Which one is your girlfriend? Does she have short hair? Or does she have braids?"
Li Xiaoyun secretly looked at Song Yuanchao's expression and suddenly asked, "She has braids, right? You men all like girls with long hair. Is that right, brother Yuanchao? What's her name? Where is she from? How old is she? Are you still in touch now?"
The series of questioning made Song Yuanchao a little overwhelmed. If he continued, all his past would be dug out by this girl Li Xiaoyun.
Song Yuanchao didn't answer with a gloomy face. He turned around and took the almost-cooked braised pork off the stove. Then he took out a steaming rack and put the bowl of fish in it. He said to Li Xiaoyun, "That's enough. You're interrogating class enemies. It's too empty, isn't it? Come on, serve the braised pork. You're so young, why don't you learn anything good? Why do you go and ask around like the aunties in the alley? It's almost time. We'll have dinner when your brother comes."
"Hehe, I'm just asking casually. You're such a boring person. Are you trying to guess what I'm thinking?" Li Xiaoyun asked back with a smile.
"Still talking!" Song Yuanchao glared at her. Li Xiaoyun quickly shrank her head and went upstairs quickly holding the aluminum pot handed to her by Song Yuanchao.
When Li Xiaoyun walked up the stairs, she, who was laughing just now, looked a little serious. She walked a few steps and stopped, looking back at Song Yuanchao who was still busy in the kitchen. There was an indescribable complexity in her eyes for a moment, and then she continued to walk up as if nothing had happened.
