Little Xiao Minshu looked at the fifty-yuan coin in her hand and the hungry little boy, Wang Jiayuan. She quietly slipped the snacks and orange juice her mother had prepared for her, along with the fifty-yuan coin, into the boy's desk.
After Wang Jiayuan ate all her snacks and drank her juice, he awkwardly called her a busybody. She just smiled and answered, "Mm."
The next day, the little girl had to stand on a stool to reach the stove. She asked her mother to teach her how to make egg fried rice, and from then on, she began bringing lunch for Wang Jiayuan.
Wang Jiayuan had all sorts of quirks from a young age: a sharp tongue, an awkward personality, and a touch of OCD. There were very few things he could like for long. One of them was his classmate, Xiao Minshu. She cooked for him, and whenever his sharp tongue came out, she obediently answered, "Mm." He thought that if he still hadn't found someone he liked more by the time he turned twenty, he would marry her and have her cook for him for the rest of their lives.
I will come back to write this after Moshang Huakai is finished, and try to finish QAQ this year Pause for a while. (This article is stuck at a key point. I didn't dare to write it rashly at that time, for fear of writing it badly... The new article I will start every other month is used as a practice for this article. If that article is successfully completed, then this article will not have too many problems.)