Chapter 79: Hardworking sister Ting

"He did get the first place in the exam last month." Song Xiaoyue said while eating.
"I didn't expect him to really get the first place in the exam like this." Song Ying was a little bit unbelievable, knowing that she also graduated from Haicheng Middle School, she knew very well what the first grade meant.
But when the two sisters looked at each other, their expressions were instantly stiff, and then they lowered their heads and continued to eat.
After half a minute, Ye Hao came out of the bathroom. This time he didn't sit down. He picked up a few buns on the table, then put a few small dishes in his bowl, and took a chair to sit a few meters away from them. local.
"Eating breakfast is uneasy. I can't provoke you, I can't hide." Ye Hao said, chewing on the bun.
Song Ying finished her lean meat porridge and shook a bowl from the pot next to her.
"I didn't expect your craftsmanship to be pretty good."
In normal times, Song Ying ate very little. Perhaps because of her busy work, she did not eat on time for a long time, which caused her appetite to drop slightly.
But the breakfast Ye Hao cooked, although not comparable to those of the chefs in the big hotels, gave people a taste of home.
"No way, I learned it by myself. No one cooks, I can only cook it myself." Ye Hao said casually while chewing on the buns.
When I was young, my mother was seriously ill in bed most of the time, and of course the Ye family would not call a servant and an illegitimate child when they were eating.
So every time Ye Hao can only go to the kitchen to cook and eat. Fortunately, the old man who cooks is pretty good. He will also teach Ye Hao, and slowly he can cook from the age of five.
Although the Ye family gave his mother money every month, his mother never let him buy delicious food, even if Ye Hao said that he didn't want to eat it and wanted to buy it for his mother, but she refused.
I didn't know why at the time, but now I know that she was saving it for her own future use.
In order for Ye Hao to eat delicious food when his mother was sick, Ye Hao tried his best to cook the ordinary food to taste better.
During the years in the Ye family, Ye Hao didn't learn anything else, but he was the most confident in this culinary art.
Song Ying looked at Ye Hao quietly. Her instincts that she had exercised in the mall told her that this man had many secrets.
And a student who can get the first place in the monthly exam of Haicheng Middle School, at least shows that his starting point in the future will be much higher than others.
Song Xiaoyue looked at her tablemate with a curious look.
She didn't know that curiosity was actually a beginning of feelings.
After eating, I packed up the dishes.
They went out.
A red Audi parked downstairs.
Song Ying sat in the driver's seat, and Ye Hao and Song Xiaoyue sat in the back in school uniforms.
Ye Hao also held a lunch box in his hand.
"What are you doing with this thing. Are you still hungry? You can eat it!" Song Xiaoyue looked at Ye Hao in confusion.
Ye Haobai glanced at Song Xiaoyue; "I just drank two bowls of porridge, ate an egg, and half a bowl of fried noodles. The two buns are not qualified to say me."
Both Song Xiaoyue and Song Ying, who was driving in front, blushed.
"This meal was brought to Sister Ting. Sister Ting probably didn't go home last night. Maybe it was the night spent in the office." Ye Hao looked at Song Xiaoyue and said, before he noticed that there was no sign of people entering or leaving Zhao Yanting's room. .
"Yes, when Teacher Zhao called me yesterday, she seemed to be still in school." Song Ying said.
Song Xiaoyue lowered her head guiltily and bit her lip lightly.
"Wait for you to give this to her, she was so worried about you yesterday. I guess she didn't eat dinner." Ye Hao put the lunch box in Song Xiaoyue's hand, and then he looked out the window.
Song Xiaoyue hugged the lunch box in her hand tightly without speaking.
The car drove to the school gate.
Ye Hao and Song Xiaoyue walked into the school holding their umbrellas.
Looking at the two people walking away in the rain, Song Ying's eyes were staring from Ye Hao's back for a long time.
Ye Hao and Song Xiaoyue did not go to the classroom, but went directly to the office.
Bump.
Ye Hao knocked on the door.
"Ye Hao, what are you going to do in the office?" a female teacher who came early said enthusiastically.
Ye Hao saw that Zhao Yanting's desk was empty, and he asked, "May I ask where Teacher Zhao Yanting is."
"Teacher Zhao, she didn't seem to go home yesterday, and was sleeping in the inner compartment." The female teacher pointed to the inner compartment.
Ye Hao and Song Xiaoyue opened the compartment door and walked in.
The compartments are not very large, and piled up with many test papers and other debris.
And in a corner is a chair that can be spread out.
Zhao Yanting is now wearing a white sportswear lying on it with her eyes closed, and on a shelf next to her is her usual uniform and stockings.
But up to now, there are still water stains dripping.
Perhaps after hearing the sound of Ye Hao opening the door, Zhao Yanting slowly opened her eyes.
When she saw Song Xiaoyue, she suddenly sat up on a chair, then ran to Song Xiaoyue, grabbed Song Xiaoyue's shoulders and said excitedly: "Xiaoyue, where did you go yesterday? Do you know the teacher is worried to death? Up!"
"Teacher, I'm sorry." Song Xiaoyue's eyes were also a little moist. In fact, girls are all emotional animals.
Song Xiaoyue knows that Zhao Yanting takes special care of herself, knowing that she still can't practice well if she likes musical instruments, so she can use her rights to practice freely in the music classroom.
Looking at her, you know that when she disappeared yesterday, Zhao Yanting must have been looking for herself anxiously, even if it rained heavily afterwards.
"Well, the touching moment has passed. Let's give her something to eat first." Ye Hao said while standing beside.
Song Xiaoyue picked up the lunch box in her hand and handed it to Zhao Yanting: "Teacher Zhao. You didn't eat last night, hurry up."
Smelling the scent in the lunch box, Zhao Yanting's stomach screamed unsuspectingly.
She smiled and picked up the lunch box and placed it on a still empty table. After opening it, besides the dishes Ye Hao and the others had eaten during the day, there was also a bowl of soup.
"Drink some soup, don't catch cold." Ye Hao said with a smile.
"Yeah. Thanks." Zhao Yanting was not polite. She was indeed hungry. From yesterday afternoon until now, she hasn't gotten in, and she doesn't know how many roads she has run.
"Xiaoyue, tell me what is going on with you."
During the meal, Song Xiaoyue told Zhao Yanting what she had done last night, but she deliberately omitted the part of the KTV segment, only that she was drunk while singing at KTV, and Ye Hao found her.
"It's good for you to recover now, remember that something will happen in the future and talk about it, don't do this anymore, but it makes me worry about it." Zhao Yanting said with lingering fears.
"Hmm."
"I called you and texted you last night. Why did you call me back in the early morning?" Ye Hao asked suspiciously. "Last night I was just in a hurry to call and look for people everywhere. I didn't have the time to read the information, but I waited until early in the morning before I saw your text message. Then I notified Xiaoyue's sister. I watched it myself. It rained too much outside, so I stayed in the school for one night."