Chapter 1838
Teacher Tang stepped onto the wet ground of the courtyard and instantly felt a sense of peace.
"Sigh."
It's rare for someone with her personality to sigh with emotion, so she asked first: "Where is Qiao Qiao? Is it convenient for me to stay for a summer vacation this time?"
That's more than convenient; the Song family is simply sweeping the floor to welcome her!
But Qiao Qiao is not here.
"Qiao Qiao went to stay at a friend's house in Qincheng."
Oh my!
This is a fresh thing! Teacher Tang was happy: "Qiao Qiao is still progressing fast!"
When she first came last year, the child was still addicted to cartoons, picking up a straight tree stick from time to time and humming and hawing!
This year, his temperament has greatly increased, and he already possesses the quality to stay at someone else's house for a period of time. How can this not be considered growth?
But right now, Qiao Qiao is not the focus. As the suitcase was put down, she stood at the kitchen door and looked inside, familiar with the place.
This bright, spacious, tidy, and highly orderly kitchen is the same as before.
Smelling the surging fragrance of the pancakes again, Teacher Tang was instantly hungry:
"Are we eating pancakes at noon?"
When she was traveling a while ago, there was a small crispy pancake with white sugar served with wontons at a roadside stall; it was slightly sweet, slightly crispy, and slightly fragrant, but the more she chewed, the more she felt it, and she even became addicted to it while eating.
Now she is also full of anticipation for wheaten food.
Grandpa Qi Lin thought of the roast duck share that was forced to be given up because of one more person. Looking at the small pancakes just put into the steamer and then at the shiny kitchen knife, he felt resentful:
"Yes, scallion shreds, white sugar, and sweet bean sauce rolled in pancakes."
Teacher Tang:...
Such a creative combination, even in her hometown of Beicheng, where people love sweet dishes, she had never dared to try it boldly...
"That..."
She looked at Professor Song quite helplessly:
"Don't you guys worry about blood sugar here?"
As an exquisite old lady like her, living alone at home, she eats things like avocados, nut and vegetable salads, and even sprouts her own sprouts.
Sesame sprouts, mung bean sprouts, kale sprouts... as long as it can sprout, she has made salads and eaten them! Although she didn't stick to it for too long because it didn't taste good, isn't what you eat the satisfaction of health plus one?
However, eating super-doubled sugar at the Song family?
Professor Song laughed instantly: "Just tell me if you're eating or not."
Teacher Tang was instantly in a battle between heaven and man.
Wu Lan was still kind and couldn't bear to see an old lady so disappointed, so she hurriedly said:
"Why eat scallion rolled pancakes? We're having roast duck at noon! Teacher Tang, roast duck will take a while. This is a sweet melon just picked from the mountain. Why don't I cut half for you to whet your appetite first?"
And Song Tan helped send the luggage to the mountain and came down. Seeing Teacher Tang holding a toothpick and sticking it into the sweet melon reservedly, and remembering the other party's aesthetics and requirements for tea sets last year, she couldn't help but laugh:
"Teacher Tang, you came just in time. Our village is about to hold a matchmaking event. Why don't you help out?"
Hmm?
The little old lady instantly straightened her back, her eyes shining: "Matchmaking event? I'll be a matchmaker?"
Whether she can facilitate a marriage is not important; what's important is that this matter is so fresh. No one has ever arranged such a task for her in her life.
Song Tan laughed out loud: "Teacher Tang, I'm afraid that if you are a matchmaker, you will first count out the shortcomings of others like this and that. By then, both sides will be embarrassed and angry, and who will have the heart to fall in love?"
"It's just that you are knowledgeable and have a good eye for people. Help keep an eye on things later. If there is anyone who is obviously unreliable, you can point it out quietly..."
?? Today my dad called to ask how my work was, and I said I didn't write much this year.
? He advised me to work hard and write more, otherwise I won't be able to write in two years.
? Dad! Guess why I didn't write well these past two years? Because I can't write anymore, wuwuwuwu...
? 【When I couldn't sleep at two or three in the morning and went out, I heard the parents upstairs still collapsing while tutoring their children's homework, and I felt a little calmer again】
? 【Continuing to eat yogurt... Boss, can I really finish this tomorrow...】
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