Director's growth history

"However, your health is so poor now, if you continue to work like this, it will be strange if you don't fall ill.【*】"

"Shuanghua, today is Friday. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, I can rest. By Monday, my illness will definitely be cured. Don't worry. It's getting late. I have to hurry up and eat something, and I have to go to the classroom It's over." Fang Yuan said, "You sit down first, and I'll go wash your face."

Fang Yuan got up, brought in the soy milk and fried dough sticks, poured the soy milk into the water glass, put the fried dough sticks on the table, then picked up the washbasin and went straight to the bathroom.

Kong Shuanghua looked at the deep-fried dough sticks and soy milk and felt angry. Fang Shujuan must have brought them.No, Fang Yuan can't be allowed to live in the school anymore, she lives too close to Fang Shujuan, if she makes Fang Yuan breakfast every day, calls back and forth, if there is a spark of love one day, then it won't be troublesome?The more Kong Shuanghua thought about it, the more angry he picked up the fried dough sticks, tore them up, and threw them into the trash can by the door.

When Kong Shuanghua was sitting on the bed sulking, Fangyuan came back.He sat at the table and was about to eat, but found that the fried dough sticks were missing.Fang Yuan asked strangely: "Shuanghua, I put the fried dough stick here just now, where did the fried dough stick go?"

Kong Shuanghua said angrily, "I threw it in the trash can."

When Fangyuan heard Kong Shuanghua say that he threw the fried dough sticks in the trash can, he was very angry: this is a waste of food, and it is even hurting the people who bought the fried dough sticks!Fangyuan has endured a lot of Kong Shuanghua's informality and self-assertion in his daily life.Thinking of Fang Shujuan's meticulous care and help in the past few days, looking at the fried dough sticks in the trash can that have been torn into several sections, Fang Yuan was annoyed at Kong Shuanghua, but she also understood that Kong Shuanghua might be jealous. Not telling his girlfriend about his illness, but accepting the care of another woman, really makes the person understand that he is a little unclear.

At that moment, Fangyuan walked to the table and said to Kong Shuanghua who was still a little angry, "Shuanghua, you threw away the fried dough sticks, what should I eat?"

"I'll buy it for you in a while. Anyway, I don't have anything to do in the morning. I'll go to Carrefour later."

"Okay. You said that if you don't throw away the fried dough sticks, I won't need you to run errands after I eat now."

"What's so good about fried dough sticks? I never eat fried dough sticks! My mother said that you can't eat fried dough sticks unless you fry them yourself. The small vendors who fry fried dough sticks probably use waste oil from unknown sources. Vegetable oil, because the cost is low, they can’t afford good rapeseed oil and peanut oil. Even some larger restaurants use palm oil, and those oils can’t be fried once and then thrown away, but repeatedly fried hundreds of times. Thousands of times. Think about how much cancer-causing stuff is in those fritters fried in these messy oils!"