No matter, as long as Hu Li is not jealous, no one else can care.

He sat down on the flower bed behind the classroom and began to look at the four pictures carefully.

These four pictures are still anthropomorphic chicks, but they are of different styles. Some are laughing, some are crying, and one looks very shy.

Zhang Xiaoqiu should have drawn the four emotions of Chicken Little based on people's joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

The paintings are lifelike, cute and smart.

The more Zhao Peng looked at it, the more satisfied he became. Thinking about what he had talked about with Lun Shuang in the morning, now the possibility of success was increased and he had a lot more chips.

After class, Zhao Peng returned to the classroom and couldn't wait to show the painting to Lun Shuang.

Lun Shuangsan just glanced at it and liked it very much. She repeatedly said that her painting skills were much better than hers, and the images were very vivid, as if they were about to escape from the paper.

"How about you write a story and I can let her draw pictures. If possible, we can form a comic group."

Lun Shuang's eyes never left the paper. When Zhao Peng said this, she nodded like a sleepy person.

…

After school in the afternoon, Zhao Peng went to have a meal with Zhang Laoliu to pay him the rent for the next month, and also mentioned to him about his father's snack business.

Doing business on the street is actually very annoying.

Because there are no fixed stalls, the stalls and hawkers will constantly fight for the good territory. Often, they will be beaten to a bloody head before they even start doing business.

Then there are the people who hang out in the streets. They don't do any serious bad things. They just mess with you. If you don't give them any face, then your business will basically not do well.

For example, if you are in the snack business, you will find some dead mice and the like around your stall every now and then. If you want to say this is a serious matter, it is not, but it just makes you unable to do business. If this happens, call the police. Too lazy to call the police.

Therefore, those who can do business in the market for a long time have some social connections.

This is a human society, especially in a small place. If you don't care about human relations at all, then you won't be able to do ordinary things, let alone doing a small business on the street.

As usual, Zhao Peng brought another Hongta Mountain to Zhang Laoliu.

A pack of cigarettes costs twenty yuan, but as Zhang Laoliu, he needs to maintain a long-term relationship. If he really doesn't need it, at least he won't set himself up at a critical moment.

Taking precautions is a mature way of thinking about life.

After the self-study in the evening, Zhao Peng and Hu Li went to the night market in the center of the street together.

Hu Li wants to treat Zhao Peng to eat spicy hotpot to celebrate his good result of winning the first prize in the city competition.

This first prize only awards 1,000 yuan, but the honor and the opportunity for the next step are the top priorities. Hu Li celebrated as a good friend on the face of it, but only she knew what she thought in her heart.

The cool breeze was blowing, and the two people sat down in the corner.

This boss is quite good at creating an atmosphere. There is a small candle covered with wind on each table, which looks like a lantern on the table, adding a bit of warmth in the night.

Qingcheng’s Malatang is a bit like the Chuan Chuan served by Zhao Peng in his previous life.

The boss holds two big pots, one spicy and one not spicy. There are many strings of various snacks cooked in each pot. If you want to eat, just pick it up and put it on the plate to take away. If you want to eat noodles or noodles, the boss will specially cook them. Cooking it in a small pot will not affect the taste of the big pot.

Hu Li ate very little, but ordered a lot.

After eating a few bunches of mushrooms, she put down the mushrooms and smiled as she watched Zhao Peng eat.

This was the first time Zhao Peng ate Malatang after his rebirth. He found that the flavor of the seasoning at this time was better than that in his previous life. For example, the seasoning sauce adjusted with vinegar was very fragrant, not just sour.

Therefore, he was indeed rude and ate a lot.

As he was eating, he realized that Hu Li had not eaten and was staring at him, so he asked with a smile: "Why don't you eat? Are you afraid that you will get fat and won't be able to get married in the future?"

Hu Li thought to herself, this guy is still a human being if he doesn't open his mouth.

When he opened his mouth, he wished he was dead.

I don’t know where I learned this glib tongue from, it’s really annoying to me.

In just one month, she has been trained to adapt to Zhao Peng's naughty words.

The main reason was that she found that Zhao Peng seemed to be very polite to other girls, but only spoke to her like this. She was secretly amused, this idiot just wanted to attract her attention in this way, it was so childish.

Boys are indeed very naive, without exception.

"Yeah, I'm just afraid of what will happen. If I become fat and can't get married, do you care?"

It was originally a joke, but her face turned red after she said it.

Oops, how could you say such things? Was this infected by Zhao Peng?

"No matter what I do, I can't tie you to a rope and hang it on my waistband, right?"

"That's really hard on you."

Zhao Peng smiled and stuffed a bunch of leeks into his mouth.

Leeks are a good thing, you should eat more of them, they taste good and have good effects.

"Congratulations, Zhao Peng. I didn't expect you to win the first prize. I thought it was great to get a name. It is said that our school has never won the first prize in so many years. You are the first person.

.You set a record for Yucai Middle School to participate in the competition."

"Isn't it amazing?"

Hu Li smiled and said, "Look, this person can't stand praise."

But she was in a good mood today and didn't want to hurt Zhao Peng, so she said sweetly: "Yes, it's amazing. I want you to sign all my books."

"The signature is too simple and not high enough. How about you take my last name?"

Hu Li's face turned red with embarrassment.

What is this dead man talking about?

According to the custom here in Qingcheng, after a woman gets married, others will call her mother-in-law. For example, Zhao Peng's mother's surname is Zhang. After marrying Zhao Peng's father, no matter where she goes, she will be called "Zhao".

Mother-in-law."

Some people in later generations felt that this was the oppression of women by traditional feudal thinking and should be eradicated, but it did not gain support from more people, including those happy women.

Women with happy families will feel doubly happy to be called husband's wife, as if the lives of two people are completely integrated. You have me, and I have you, and they will never be separated again.

Hu Li naturally understood this custom. When Zhao Peng joked like this, she couldn't stand it. She thought of many things at once, and even flashed back to the scene of worshiping heaven and earth, and naturally blushed like fire.

"Who wants to take your last name? You are so beautiful."

Zhao Peng saw her blushing face, which was so bright under the candlelight, that he couldn't help but reach out and gently rub her hair, and help her brush the long hair hanging down on her face behind her ears.

Hu Li did not dodge, like a well-behaved kitten.

"Hu Li, I want to tell you something."

"What's the matter? Just tell me." Hu Li lowered her head, blushing so hard that she couldn't lift it up.

"I want to open a small company, would you like to join me?"

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Chapter completed!