bayedsolid Chapter 297 Obedient and Clingy Younger Brother (8)
Chapter 297 Obedient and Clingy Younger Brother (8)
He rushed forward so fast that even Jin Shuhe didn't have time to react.
Jin Shuhe hadn't originally planned to do anything to those people, but now that Wen Bei had rushed in first, Jin Shuhe had no choice but to follow him...
Wen Bei was tall and strong, so Jin Shuhe was more interested in holding him back than fighting him.
This run-down private school is the strictest in enforcing discipline.
It doesn't matter if students don't get good grades, or if the food in the student cafeteria isn't great, but they must follow the rules.
Firstly, a large portion of the students at this school are students whose parents know they are not academically inclined, but at this age, they cannot be allowed to drift aimlessly in society.
At an age when physical development is rapid but cognition is not yet mature, who knows what they might do?
Parents are spending money to find a place to keep their children confined. They don't care about grades, as long as the teachers can keep an eye on them and prevent them from causing trouble outside.
Furthermore, if a student violates the rules and the violation is serious or accumulates several offenses, the school will suspend the student, threatening expulsion.
But once they get the money, they can come back again, and the cycle repeats itself.
For example, in Jin Shuhe's class, three students who were "expelled" in the first year of high school have already returned to school.
Jin Shuhe grabbed Wen Bei and took several blows from him.
The other party, clearly feeling guilty after seeing Jin Shuhe being mocked, withdrew after bluffing for a while.
"call--"
Wen Bei let out a breath, but when he turned around, he was startled: "Holy crap!"
Jin Shuhe had a cut on his forehead from a chain on someone's wrist. The blood splattered with sweat, making him look like he was covered in blood, and everything in his eyes looked red.
Jin Shuhe's face turned deathly pale. Ignoring his exclamation, she looked at the bright red blood she had touched, her stomach churning. She rushed to the side and vomited until her stomach was completely turned inside out.
Even after Wen Bei dragged her to the infirmary and treated her wounds on a metal bed, she was still dizzy as soon as she opened her eyes.
After that, Wen Bei never dragged him into a fight again.
To this day, Wen Bei still believes that Jin Shuhe is physically weak and suffers a concussion from being greeted by someone.
Jin Shuhe didn't correct him.
What Jin Shuhe didn't know was that Wen Bei thought his poor health was due to hunger.
Although their school is under closed management, students often climb over the wall to go out because the food in the cafeteria is so bad.
Over time, the school got too lazy to manage it. Every day at noon, they would open the school gates for an hour, and the students would sign a waiver, allowing them to go out to eat if they wanted.
When they arrived at the school gate, Wen Bei pulled a bread roll out of his school uniform pocket. The packaging was crumpled and shoved it into Jin Shuhe's hand: "I'm having spicy hot pot for lunch. If you're not eating it, eat this bread roll for me. My mom brought it for me this morning, saying it would expire if I didn't eat it today."
He knew that Jin Shuhe didn't eat spicy food.
Jin Shuhe accompanied him to sit down at the messy mala tang stall, quietly tore open the packaging, and slowly ate.
The date printed on the seal is indeed today, nearing its expiration date.
I must have picked it out deliberately at the supermarket...
Jin Shuhe had refused his kindness, practically telling him that he wouldn't be hungry even if he skipped lunch.
Wen Bei simply pulled an exercise book from his desk: "I can't just copy your homework for nothing, can I?"
“Um…” Jin Shuhe opened his mouth.
"What, you won't let me copy?"
"No... you have English homework."
"oh oh."
You can copy other homework, but Jin Shuhe's Chinese and English are really not good, so copying his is a bit pathetic...
Fortunately, after that incident, Wen Bei only fed him every few days, and each time she had to find a reasonable excuse to do so.
A tall, long-legged boy sat on a plastic stool, eating spicy hot pot. He ate too quickly and burned his mouth, making him wince.
"Phew—what's wrong with Zhao Jingyi in the seat in front of you? Why is she always nagging you?"
Jin Shuhe shook his head.
Several times, she would specially bring a meal from the cafeteria in a plastic bag for Jin Shuhe.
"Thank you, but I don't need it," Jin Shuhe politely declined each time.
"I bought them all..." Zhao Jingyi whispered, "I won't tell anyone that I bought them."
Seeing that Jin Shuhe wouldn't accept it no matter what, she took it back with some embarrassment and discomfort, but she did it again a few days later.
Jin Shuhe knew she meant well, whatever the reason.
When his good intentions were rejected, Jin Shuhe could sense that the other person felt resentful and annoyed that their kindness had been taken for granted.
Jin Shuhe considered using a more drastic method to refuse.
But if that happens, this good intention will probably be labeled as "ungrateful," "stubborn despite being poor," and "hurting someone's kindness," and the blame will fall on your head.
It will also put the other party in an awkward position.
Jin Shuhe was familiar with all of this, so even if he didn't want it, he didn't know how to refuse appropriately in order to avoid being criticized and condemned.
"Who needs her help!" Wen Bei had obviously seen through the situation and said indignantly.
Jin Shuhe did not respond.
Wen Bei understood his pride from his perspective and helped him in a seemingly unintentional way, standing up for him.
Jin Shuhe was willing to be his friend.
But I'd rather go hungry at noon.
But he didn't know how to refuse. If he refused, wouldn't he be seen as ungrateful?
The lunch break was over, and the students returned to their classrooms.
Jin Shuhe opened his schoolbag and looked for the test papers that had been handed out yesterday.
I saw an unopened chocolate bar lying at the very bottom of my backpack.
He touched it with his fingertip and zipped the zipper up again.
Lu Liruan edited the video overnight and then posted it.
After staying up all night, I slept soundly until the sun was high in the sky. Yesterday it was cloudy and I didn't draw the curtains, so I was woken up as soon as I opened my eyes today.
She hadn't cleaned up after finishing yesterday's dishes, so Lu Liruan washed the dishes while putting the leftovers into the pot to reheat them.
The downside of cooking for one person is that you always have to eat a second meal.
Lu Liruan's dining table was covered with an avocado green and white checkered tablecloth, and she had bought two small vases a few days ago.
One flower was placed on the porch, and the other on the table, because the cheap flowers sold at the morning market tempted Lu Liruan.
After finishing her meal, Lu Liruan nestled on the beanbag chair and opened the video she had posted the night before.
I thought that since only half a day had passed, the data wouldn't be anything special.
Unexpectedly, it has already received over 100,000 views.
The comments section was also very lively.
"It's been updated! Hooray!"
"Is life really this good after quitting your job? I've never seen a content creator so cheerful before. From a dark and witty critic to a peaceful and idyllic cook, isn't the change in your persona a bit too drastic?"
"Damn, I opened a video in the middle of the night yesterday, and it made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside, so I ordered takeout."
"Your cooking skills are amazing! I can almost smell the aroma on my face. I watched this heartwarming video without even realizing it..."
Lu Liruan wasn't just cooking; she was chatting while cooking. This episode mainly talked about her life during her hiatus and also answered some questions from the comments section.
“I used to have to keep a low profile at the company, but now that I’ve resigned, I can answer these questions, you know?” Lu Liruan winked and made faces as she smelled the onion in her hand.
"You asked me if my former boss was really handsome? Well, he was very handsome. During the final round of interviews, a handsome man with makeup on suddenly appeared in front of me. Among a group of office workers who practically wanted to wear slippers to work, it really gave me a little shock."
Because of her major, Lu Liruan used to work for a fairly good media company.
"Later I found out that my boss actually studied acting... and even acted in movies. I know what you want to ask, of course he's not famous, otherwise how could he be my... my former boss?"
"The reason I didn't know was because he was so unknown. Um... I later found out that a senior colleague in the office found me movie resources and told us that this was a required course for new employees."
"No matter how handsome you are, it's useless; it can't cover up the stench of exploitative capitalists. Do you understand?"
"He looks decent enough, but he talks nonsense all day long. After the meeting, his face looks different. Many of the young girls in the company are getting PTSD from handsome guys. Before, they were excited to see handsome guys like him, but now when they see handsome guys like him, they think that men with that kind of face must be no good and they should avoid them."
“Once, a male artist with a similar temperament to him came to the company for a shoot. A new girl in the office said with certainty that he must have some dirty secrets. We asked her if she had any inside information. She said that any man who looks like the boss is definitely not a good person.”
"See, this is how rumors and gossip sometimes start, so everyone should watch their mouths and not cause trouble for others..."
"Phew—I feel so much better now that I've said that." Lu Liruan breathed a sigh of relief. "I'll put the ingredients and recipe in the comments section later. From today onwards, I'm going to be a kind food blogger, washing vegetables, turning on the stove, frying, stir-frying, and cooking, facing the camera, with spring in full bloom!"
The comments section was also very interesting:
"Have you lost your mind?"
"Your mouth will never be kind..."
So, who's having an office romance?
"The employees just want to strangle the domineering CEO..."
After finishing her meal, Lu Liruan was pondering whether she should really become a full-time blogger.
Then I received a call from my mother.
"Hey, what is the baby doing?"
Lu Liruan is the only child in her family. It is no exaggeration to say that she is the apple of her parents' eye. Her mother had no choice but to leave her to be cared for by her maternal grandparents when she was young. She has felt guilty all these years and is always as gentle as possible when she is with her daughter.
"I just finished breakfast."
"You got up so late? Did you stay up late last night?"
"Staying up all night editing videos... Ugh, even if I'm at home, I can't be lazy and become a parasite in our household, can I?"
“It’s okay, baby isn’t a parasite. If you don’t want to work, you can be… what’s it called, the trendy one lately, oh, a full-time daughter.”
“A stay-at-home daughter should at least live with her parents, right…” Lu Liruan was amused.
"Didn't you say you didn't want to come and live with us?" Mom said, but there was no blame in her tone.
Lu Liruan admits that no matter how close she is to her parents, she is still used to being self-reliant, which is also related to the habits she developed from childhood.
My parents have always supported my preferences and decisions.
"I called you to ask if you'd like to open a small shop at the university," Mom said, getting down to business.
"This isn't just south of Pucheng. Several new university campuses have been built there, and they've been gradually put into use this year. The students have all moved there. What about the university's commercial properties?"
Her mother explained to her, "Your father and I were thinking that if you wanted, you could open a shop at the university. You can decide what to do. It just so happens that the new campus isn't far from your old house."
Lu Liruan felt a warm glow inside.
Her parents kept her complaints from when she quit her job. At the time, she said that it was better to be her own boss than to work for someone else.
Lu Liruan was just saying it casually, but her parents were already thinking about her.
Just now, Lu Liruan was thinking about what to do next, and now it's like someone has brought her a pillow just in time to help her when she was feeling sleepy.
It made her a little tempted.
"Rentals at the university must be quite expensive. I just renovated my apartment... Even if I hadn't renovated, my savings would probably be stretched thin."
“If it’s not enough, your dad and I will get the money for you,” Mom said gently.
"This... I'm already so old, and I still need your help." Lu Liruan said with guilt.
“What do you mean by ‘helping’ your parents? We’re a family, you’re our only daughter, and you haven’t done anything wrong. Of course, your parents will support you if they have the means.”
"I... I'll take a look." Lu Liruan whine and pleaded with her mother for a while before hanging up the phone.
"You'd better think about it quickly, time waits for no one, and shops on campus are in high demand."
"understood!"
Lu Liruan carefully considered the advice given by her parents.
I was thinking of opening a small supermarket, but the location wasn't ideal, and a suitable two-story supermarket had already been leased to the school.
Lu Liruan felt she couldn't handle making proper meals, since it wasn't a food stall in the cafeteria.
After much thought, Lu Liruan decided that opening a small bread and dessert shop would be a good idea, as university students also have the purchasing power.
No matter what she did, with the large student population at the university, she would definitely need to hire people. Lu Liruan calculated the costs and felt quite pressured. Although her parents told her not to overthink it, she still felt quite guilty if she really couldn't make any money.
“That’s how business works. You have to be prepared to take risks. Didn’t you say you wanted to be your own boss? Then you can learn how to do it from here.” The next day, after learning about his daughter’s idea, her father comforted her in a relaxed tone.
Lu Liruan felt that, according to the timeline, she should stay for a long time. The prerequisite for completing the task was to have the ability to be self-reliant. She gritted her teeth and agreed.
Lu Liruan spent a few more days busy visiting the university to check out the actual situation.
It wasn't until Saturday that Lu Liruan realized she hadn't seen her neighbor for a week.
Recalling her high school schedule, Lu Liruan thought to herself: Who would she be able to see?
Sometimes, people are afraid of being nagged. On Saturday night, Lu Liruan went downstairs to throw out the trash in her flat-heeled sneakers, thinking about buying some fruit.
Lu Liruan lives on the fifth floor. There is no elevator, so climbing it is uncomfortable but not too tiring.
So she usually only goes downstairs to throw away the trash when she has a full bag. Today, as she was carrying the bag down to the fourth and a half floor, she heard slow and strange footsteps coming from the stairs on some unknown floor below...