In the morning, the bell rang for the end of the fourth class. Jiang Chan stayed in her seat for two minutes. When they were almost on the ground, she stood up slowly.

Mo Mo jumped out of the table, sat on the table and meowed lazily to Jiang Chan.

Rubbed Mo's head, Jiang Chan picked up the messenger bag: "don't go to the canteen at noon, go to Uncle Mo's small restaurant."

Mo Mo's eyes lit up. Uncle Mo is equal to little yellow croaker. I haven't eaten this bite for a long time. I want to die.

At this time, there are few people on campus. Jiang Chan doesn't ask Mo Mo to jump into his backpack. Mo Mo lies on Jiang Chan's shoulder and his long tail is thrown around behind Jiang Chan.

When Jiang Chan pushed the little electric donkey out of the campus, she just saw Lao Shi. Looking at the ink on Jiang Chan's shoulder, Lao Shi couldn't bear to look away.

The kitten, he didn't forget the last time he used himself as a mount.

When Jiang Chan sat on the small electric donkey, Mo Mo jumped into the basket, pulled his two big claws on the basket, and kept looking around, not to mention how clever he was.

In the afternoon, she stayed in Uncle Mo's small restaurant for a period of time. When she was off next week, she would go to her house for two days. In other words, she hasn't lived since she bought a house.

It was only 12:30 when Jiang Chan took Mo to the small restaurant. At this time, it was the busiest time in the small restaurant. The living room was full. Aunt Mo sat behind the counter and another young man was serving.

"Here comes the little cicada. Sit down quickly. I'll ask you uncle Mo to fry two dishes." seeing Jiang cicada coming, aunt Mo stood up from behind the counter and was about to greet Jiang cicada.

Jiang Chan glanced at Aunt Mo's stomach and said, "aunt Mo, how many months have you been traveling? I also said why you haven't come back for so long."

Aunt Mo smiled: "it's been more than three months. We found it when we went out for tourism. At that time, we were pregnant. Uncle Mo was worried that the bumps on the road were not very good. We simply waited for three months to come back, and we just came back for more than a week."

"You sit down, I'll take your pulse and see how it goes." according to Aunt Mo, she sits down behind the counter. Jiang Chan carefully touches her pulse. "You're in good health, and I don't have anything to tell. Just go to the hospital on time."

"I said there was no big problem. You see, uncle Mo has always been worried." aunt Mo was angry and looked at Uncle Mo who didn't know when to come out. He was staring at Jiang Chan. He was completely relieved when Jiang Chan said there was no problem.

He doesn't believe anyone now, so he believes in Jiang Chan. He and aunt Mo have no children for so many years, and they are going to give up. Who knows that Jiang Chan gave several bottles of medicine and wine, but there was one?

Then I thought that people in the capital also came to find Jiang Chan for treatment. In Uncle Mo's heart, Jiang Chan was Hua Tuo alive and Bian que was reborn.

"Here comes the girl? What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you?" he patted Jiang Chan on the shoulder, and Mo Shulang laughed.

"I came here today to see your health. I'm not in a hurry for dinner."

Seeing that someone ordered again, Jiang Chan put Mo Mo on the counter and told Mo not to get close to Aunt mo. Jiang Chan pulled an apron beside the counter and bowed her head into the kitchen to help Uncle mo.

Besides Mo Mo, Jiang Chan told him to stay away from Aunt mo. he really clung to the counter and occasionally meowed lazily when the guests came to check out.

Aunt Mo was happy when she looked at the ground. "I'll be busy later and let uncle Mo fry the little yellow croaker for you. Don't you like this one best?"

Mo Mo's eyes turned and raised his right front paw at Aunt mo. meow, five.

Aunt Mo stretched out ten fingers: "can I give you so much?"

"Meow!" okay!

When all the guests left, it was about 1:00 noon. Uncle Mo cooked several dishes at this time, "come and sit down quickly. Are you hungry? Are you tired?"

Aunt Mo smiled: "then you're so tired? Isn't Xiao Chen helping? I'm just collecting money."

Uncle Mo's voice was very loud: "girl, your aunt Mo and I all agree with you. If it weren't for you, how could there be this child?"

Jiang Chan glanced: "uncle, you say I'm like giving away the son Guanyin. Where's the magic power? It's mainly because Aunt Mo was not in good health before. If she's well conditioned, she'll have everything she should have."

"Besides, I was so difficult before. If you and aunt Mo hadn't helped me out, how could I be now?" thinking of the hard work in the past, Jiang Chan was also sad.

"Then let's not say such polite words. Eat vegetables! You will have the college entrance examination in more than two months. You can't stay here sooner or later."

"No matter where I go, I can't forget you and aunt Mo," she gave aunt Mo a chopstick of Western blue flowers, and Jiang Chan didn't lift it when she ate. "Besides, I'll still come back in the future. The human feelings in big cities are not strong enough, and there must be no freedom in my hometown."

"Don't say that. You're so excellent. You still have to go out and break through. What can you do if you always stay in this small place?" aunt Mo slapped Jiang Chan, but she laughed again.

"Even if we don't go out, our little cicada will live here. We really don't have to sharpen our heads and drill into big cities." Uncle Mo's words are pertinent. Excellent people shine everywhere.

Accompanied uncle Mo and aunt Mo to have lunch. Before returning to school, uncle Mo also cooked some big dishes. Of course, there will be no less fried small yellow croaker promised to Mo mo.

Back to the bedroom, there was another rush of looting. Everyone had green eyes. It's true that they haven't seen the world. It has been more than two months since the beginning of school. Aunt Mo's craft is the first time to eat it. She has been talking about it for a long time.

Recently, Jiang Chan is also wondering how she should go in the future? At present, she has a wide range of choices, including fashion design, linguistics, medicine, finance or it.

But these are not what she wants, perhaps because she has made achievements in this field, so she can't be interested in learning these again.

Qingyuan, who hasn't appeared for a long time, suddenly said, "just see what you really want. Sometimes you don't have to force yourself so hard."

"What I really want?" Jiang Chan looked at the mosquito net over her head. "Maybe what I really want is a plain and light life. There are not so many intrigues. As long as I stick to my own world, it would be better to do the research I like at ordinary times."

"It sounds very simple. With your ability, you can do it in minutes, but what else?" Qingyuan sat cross legged in front of Jiang Chan: "don't you want to leave any mark here when you come to this world?"