The Late School

Chapter 112

PS: It seems that the face of durian is not enough. Yesterday's recommendation votes were much less than usual. Today, I asked Xiaomi to ask for recommendation votes.

It rained heavily tonight, and nearly half of the children in Little Red Horse Academy did not come.

Malanhua stayed in the academy, waiting for the rain to stop, and leaving the stall at any time.

Seeing the patter of rain outside the house, she felt a little dazed, as if she had returned to her hometown in Sichuan. When they were working in farming, they just watched the sky and eat. Now, she has this feeling again.

When working on the construction site, she looked forward to some rain every day, which would give people some coolness. If the rain is heavy, she can rest, so that she and Lao Bai will have a rare vacation.The family stays at home, buy some vegetables and cook some delicious, how fragrant it is.

But now, seeing the heavy rain, she has no peace in her heart, only anxiety.

When the rain kept going, she couldn't set up a stall to do business, and she would have no income.

The best business for pancakes and fruits is in the morning and evening hours, especially during peak hours.

But today, the peak period after get off work was soaked up by a heavy rain, and now it is even more difficult to get out of the stall.

Thinking that business was cut in half today, Malanhua was extremely anxious.

Bai Jianping called and asked her and Xiaobai where they were, and told them to go home early. It seemed that the rain would not stop tonight.

"I'll wait, if the rain is a little bit lighter, I will ride to the intersection. Maybe someone will buy pancakes."

"Buy a hammer! Who will come out under such heavy rain, come back quickly."

"Fuck, what do I want to live in?"

"Why curse?"

"I am not as open as you. If you don't do business, where can you save money? My son is still renting an apartment.

Ma Lanhua gave Bai Jianping three "booming" characters, and ended the conversation sturdily, but at the end he urged: "You must not drink, if you are drunk, I will call Xiaobai to bite you! Drive you away Get out of the house."

"Know it, know it~~"

...

Xiaobai went to Zhang Tan's house. The survival instinct reminded her that her aunt was downstairs, so she quickly ran back and played with the children obediently on the first floor. She also dangled in front of her aunt from time to time to show her. Come, baby must go to Boss Zhang's house.

"Xiaobai Xiaobai, take me to Boss Zhang's house to play thia, I really like his big bed."

Shen Liuliu, a melon baby child, appeared out of place, clinging to Barabala beside Xiaobai, a thousand words condensed into one sentence, and asked Xiaobai to take her to Boss Zhang's house for fun.

Xiaobai panicked, (;), feeling like aunt is about to do it.

"Xiao Bai, take me to Boss Zhang's house, too."

Luo Zikang's super big melon baby also came.

He saw the children often go to Boss Zhang's house to play, he was very envious, and finally got his courage today.

At the same time, he wanted to take the opportunity to reconcile Xiaobai.

In the past few days when Xiao Bai was absent, no one had quarreled with him, and Shen Liuliu Guwazi didn't dare anymore, he was so lonely.

Ho ho ho, Xiao Bai will definitely give face, he is shameless.

Xiaobai's heart was beating wildly, Luo Zikang Guwazi must have deliberately framed her!!!Good or bad chubby paper acridine.

The chubby papers are all bad.

She first glanced at her aunt like this_

Then he jumped up and went crazy, and cursed Luo Zikang.

Luo Zikang hummed away, vowing to be Xiaobai's lifelong enemy.

"Luo Zikang, you are so generous, hehe~~~"

Shen Liuliu is gloating, she is like a big-headed fly, there is her in the egg.

however……

Xiaobai pulled her pigtail and blasted her away.

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, we are good friends ducks, don't beat me ducks..."

"I don't know Boss Zhang. Ask me where I live. Boss Zhang and I are not familiar with Si..."

Xiaobai yelled, all for his aunt, just begging not to touch her ass by the bed without saying a word at night.

She was more afraid of her aunt being like a kid than she was. It was so scary.

"Ghost eyes, climb away!"

"Slightly~~~ My aunt is fierce."

"Where are you fierce, you can also fight durians as your good friends."

"She is Guawazi, and I want to teach her to be a friend of mine."

"Go ahead, I don't see you pleasing to your eyes."

Xiao Bai ran away and yelled: "Aunty, you are so big ass."

Ma Lanhua raised his fist and tried to chase her, Xiao Bai finally stopped shouting.

The rain kept falling, and she was upset and dry.

In the academy behind them, the girls are joking and carefree.

When she saw Xiaobai and the children mingling, her mouth turned crooked.

I have never seen her so happy at home.

No wonder this Guawazi was looking forward to going to school all day long, and thinking of dropping Xiaobai from school, she couldn't help but hesitate.

The sky was completely dark, the rain didn't mean to stop, Malanhua was completely dead.

She was going home because she was worried that Lao Bai would be drunk alone.

If no one cares, he vowed not to drink, but once he drank it he couldn't control himself.

"Bye bye aunt~~~" Xiaobai waved goodbye to Malanhua.

Lao Li opened the iron gate of the academy, and Ma Lanhua rode on the stall cart and prepared to leave.

Zhang Tan stood on the balcony and called her to let her wait.

He held up an umbrella, went downstairs to the yard, and said to Malanhua, "How many ingredients do you have here, please make me some pancakes and fruits."

"Ah? Does Mr. Zhang want pancake fruit? How many do you want?" Ma Lanhua said.

She basically didn't open tonight, and the materials she prepared were useless.

Zhang Tan, forget it, there are 18 children in the academy now, plus others, there are 25.

"Come 30."

"Well...what? How many?"

"Thirty, I invite the children to try your pancakes, they are delicious."

Ma Lanhua knew that Zhang Tan was taking special care of her business, and said: "Boss Zhang, I can't finish it. The kids have all had dinner and can't eat a pancake fruit. Let's take less."

"If you can eat, they will be hungry later. It's okay. Give me 30. I don't think there are too few."

"Less, I think 10 is enough."

"Ten are enough. It's okay. You make 30. Besides, help me prepare 10 tomorrow morning and I will bring it to the company."

"what?"

"Go ahead, food can't be wasted, I know, I can finish it."

Ma Lanhua lowered her head and wiped her eyes, unable to tell whether it was rain or something else.

"Okay, I do."

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The house is very old, and the corridors are drowsy, especially on rainy days, and the ground is wet and musty.

The light in the corridor was broken, and when Malanhua and Xiao Bai went home last night, they almost fell.

Bai Jianping braved the rain, came downstairs, glanced at the wine shop, and got into the convenience store beside him.

"If used in the corridor, this kind of sound-controlled light is the best, it will light up when there is a sound." The boss introduced.

"Then one, no, three."

After buying three voice-activated lights, Bai Jianping went home, brought a stool, took down the broken bulbs in the corridor on the third floor, and replaced them with new ones.

"Ahem~~~"

As soon as he coughed, the voice-activated light turned on, brighter than before.

He then replaced the old light bulbs on the first and second floors.

That's it!

Bai Jianping thought happily, Xiaobai and the mother-in-law came back tonight, so don't worry about seeing the dark and seeing the way.Others don’t have to worry about falling.

Thinking of this, Bai Jianping called Ma Lanhua and urged her to go home quickly.

No one answered the phone, and the call was made again, but no one answered.

"What are you living here?"

He looked out the window. The heavy rain was still falling. It was impossible to go out of the stall in this weather. If he didn't go out of the stall, how could he not answer the phone?

Bai Jianping was worried, he held up an umbrella, locked the door, went downstairs, walked on the bright gravel road washed by rain, and went to the Little Red Horse Academy...