The school grass is the teacher: Teacher Gao Leng, please ask questions

Chapter 67

It's only been a month or two since school started, but Luo Cong always ran back non-stop after getting off the train, as if he hadn't been back home for a century or two.

When standing at the door of the house dragging the suitcase, Luo Congcong sniffed and smelled the unique cake smell at home, and immediately looked for the key to open the door excitedly.

"The daughter you miss so much is back!" Pushing open the door, Luo Congcong immediately shouted inside.

But what did she see?
Handsome dad and mom are sitting at the dining table, holding chopsticks in their hands, mom picked up a piece of meat and was about to put it into handsome dad's bowl, while handsome dad picked up sweet and sour tenderloin and put it in the bowl of the guy with his back to her put in.

The two paused, and then the person whose back was facing her stuffed a piece of braised fish into his mouth, and turned his head slowly: "Your slippers are in the shoe cabinet, remember to close the door when you come in."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and took the sweet and sour pork tenderloin from handsome dad's chopsticks, and ate it unceremoniously!

Mom loosened her chopsticks: "It seems to be quite dark."

The handsome dad took back the chopsticks and ate the meat given by his mother: "It's okay, I can still recognize it as our daughter."

Seeing that the three of them were not at all excited, Luo Cong walked in, smacking his lips: "It's so calm now, don't drag me when I leave in a few days if I have the ability!"

"Sister, if you don't come here again, I will eat up your sweet and sour pork!"

"Luo Ant, if you dare to eat all my sweet and sour pork loin, I will rip off all your hair!"

"Mom! My sister called me an ant again!"

"Since you don't sit down, first bring the pickles from the kitchen, I just forgot."

"And your chopsticks, bring them too."

Seeing that the sweet and sour pork tenderloin will be eaten soon, Luo Congcong pulled his face when he heard the words, and walked to the kitchen dissatisfied: "I'm going to eat at Dongdong's house tonight! Auntie said she would cook me a table of delicious dishes! Everything I love to eat!"

"Then remember to take the box of cakes at the door when you go, it's for Dongdong's mother! Hey, you are not allowed to steal it!"

Luo Congcong rolled his eyes, reached out and took a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick cage, and was about to turn around to look for pickles when the phone in his pocket rang.She answered the phone without looking at it, and walked out with pickles and chopsticks: "Hello, I'm Luo Congcong."

The person on the other side of the phone paused for a while before uttering a word: "Yes."

Upon hearing this word, Luo Cong knew that the old popsicle was opposite him even without asking anyone: "Assistant Han, what's the matter? Today is a holiday." She bit the last two words very hard, and then Luo Ant sat down across from him, and suddenly saw that Luo Ant had picked up another piece of sweet and sour pork loin, and hurriedly shouted, "Luo Ant, save some for me!"

"You're an older sister, so you can't let me be!" Luo Ant pouted, and resolutely took two yuan into his bowl!

"Mom, look at him! I haven't even eaten a bite!" Seeing this, Luo Congcong hurriedly turned to his mother for help.

My mother was getting a headache from their troubles. When she heard it, she immediately poured all the remaining sweet and sour pork into her bowl: "My brother eats less, your sister eats more to grow taller, and only when you grow taller can you grow taller." Boys chasing after!"

"Mom, you're thinking too much. With my sister's virtue, no one will treat her as a girl except Brother Dongze!"

Luo Congcong was completely angry, and quickly said to the phone: "Teacher Han, send me a text message! I have to deal with housework now!" Hanging up the phone, she first stuffed a piece into her mouth, and then He rushed over, "Luo Ant! I must let you try my dog-beating stick today!"

"Handsome dad, save me!"

"No one will come to save you if you scream!"

The handsome father and mother glanced at the battlefield from the corner of their eyes, moved the stool to the side, and continued to eat as if nothing had happened.

"The bean sprouts are a bit salty."

"Ah, is it? I think it's not bad..."

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