In the first year of school, I took my counselor home

Chapter 20 Sister Pei’s evaluation
"Let's go, both of you! Go buy your sorbet!"

Zhao Waner pushed away the wallet handed over by Pei Hongzhuang and said angrily.

It's too much to deceive Wan'er!
A minute later, Zhao Waner stood under the shade of a tree, looking at the two people walking together, and gently rubbed her chin with her fingers.

"The sinister big sister and her sunny boy? Not bad, not bad, a bit of a match."

"Sorbet! Delicious and cool sorbet!"

"Sorbet! Sorbet to relieve the heat!"

Xu Ping'an and the two came to the stall selling ice cream, and the sound of selling was played in a loop from the white speaker.

The young stall owner, who looked to be in his twenties, was sitting next to a small cart, holding a thick book in his hand. He was looking at it with great concentration. His concentration was comparable to that of Xu Ping'an when he was sprinting for the college entrance examination.

However, this book is not a learning material, it is just a novel. You can vaguely see the words "bad..." from the side.

I remember that novels like this were very popular when I was in junior high school. You could often meet vendors selling books in various genres on the streets.

However, they are generally pirated books. They cost 15 yuan each. A thick book can have eight or nine hundred pages. They are economical and affordable, large in quantity and full of resources. They are highly sought after by the majority of students and can be said to have received rave reviews.

At that time, the boys in the class read fantasy and mafia stories, while the girls read romance novels. The style of novels was very popular.

In order to avoid being discovered and confiscated by the teacher, the students will tear the book into pages, and then divide it into chapters. After reading a chapter, they will pass it to the next classmate. The students are united as one, and the class atmosphere is called A good one.

Xu Pingan, a young boy in his prime at the time, decisively joined in order to build a good relationship with his classmates.

As for the relationship between building a good relationship with classmates and reading novels, other students read them. If you don't read them, wouldn't you be unsociable? How can you build a good relationship if you don't fit in with others?

So it makes sense for Xu Pingan to join it.

It was definitely not because the novel was so good that Xu Pingan couldn't resist the temptation.

As for when to quit this good habit...

I still remember that it was a beautiful day with clear weather and bright sunshine. Zhou Qiyao came to their house to study together with her small schoolbag on her back.

Then the upright child Zhou Qianyao ruthlessly reported Xu Ping'an's affair of reading novels to his mother Feng Jing.

Xu Pingan argued hard at the time, claiming that he had not delayed his studies, but had learned a lot of useful knowledge from the novel. Then Feng Jing asked him what knowledge he had learned.

Xu Ping'an seriously listed one, two, three...

When it came to the fourth item, Feng Jing took out another heirloom of their family.

Father's leather belt.

Since then, Xu Pingan has given up the good habit of reading novels.

Xu's mother dotes on him, but she is still very strict when she should be strict.

In terms of educating her children, Xu's mother's method may not be the best, but the results are undoubtedly good.

Xu Pingan, a small sapling, did not grow crookedly.

Closer to home.

"Boss, how do you sell this ice cream?" Xu Pingan asked, looking at the young stall owner who had his head lowered and was still studying books seriously.

He once thought about spending all his time with books, until...

My father's leather belt is really strong.

"Bing..." The young stall owner put down the book in his hand, raised his head and looked at Xu Ping'an and the two of them, and the words on his lips were instantly stuck.

Reluctantly looking away from Pei Hongzhuang's face, the stall owner threw the book aside and stood up.

"Um...what did you ask just now?" The young stall owner looked at Xu Pingan, with unconcealable envy in his eyes.

"How do you sell ice cream, boss?" Xu Pingan looked at the boss and asked again.

As for such a big reaction, isn't it just seeing a beautiful sister who is very beautiful and fragrant. "A box of sorbet costs seven yuan, and you can mix different flavors." The young boss said, taking out the price tag from the back of the cart that he had forgotten to take out because he was obsessed with novels. He couldn't help but look at it quietly in the process. Pei Hongzhuang glanced at her.

After selling ice cream for several years, this was the first time he met such a good-looking customer.

As an extra reminder, the ice cream here is not the ice cream with packaging bags in convenience stores, but is packed in iron buckets. The ice cream in an iron bucket is usually sold by the pound. Sell ​​by the box like a street vendor.

"How many boxes do you two want?" the young stall owner asked.

"Two boxes." Xu Ping'an replied.

"I want all kinds of flavors, including cantaloupe, chocolate and taro."

"I want chocolate." Xu Pingan turned his head and looked at Pei Hongzhuang beside him, "Where are you, Sister Pei Pei?"

"Chocolate." Pei Hongzhuang replied.

It's quite a coincidence that Sister Pei Pei likes the same taste as him.

"I want both boxes of chocolates, thank you." Xu Pingan turned to the young stall owner and said.

"You're welcome." The young stall owner said, looking at Xu Pingan with a friendlier look than before.

It turns out they are not a couple.

People are like this. When they see good things, they know that they can't get them, but they don't want others to get them.

"It's yours, handsome." The young stall owner handed a box of packed ice cream to Xu Pingan, "The spoon is in the bag over there, just take it yourself."

"Okay, thank you." Xu Pingan said, took the ice cream, and then took two small spoons from the paper bag next to it.

"It's yours, beauty." The young stall owner handed another box of ice cream to Pei Hongzhuang.

"Thank you." Pei Hongzhuang took the ice cream and said.

"You're welcome, come again if it's delicious." The boss looked at Pei Hongzhuang with a bright smile on his face.

"Here, Sister Peipei."

On the way back, Xu Pingan handed a spoon to Pei Hongzhuang, then eagerly opened the simple lunch box with ice cream in his hand and started to enjoy it.

Pei Hongzhuang took the spoon, glanced at Xu Ping'an who was eating the ice cream happily, then opened her box of ice cream, scooped up a small spoonful and put it into her mouth.

The cold chocolate taste spread in her mouth, and Pei Hongzhuang narrowed her beautiful eyes in comfort.

Not bad.

"Eh? Sister Pei Pei, why do you have so much more ice cream than me?" Xu Pingan said in surprise as he looked at Pei Hongzhuang's box which was full of ice cream, at least one-third more than his own.

"Maybe the boss sees that I'm good-looking?"

Pei Hongzhuang scooped up another spoonful of ice cream and put it into her mouth. She glanced at Xu Pingan beside her and said lightly.

Xu Pingan: "..."

Okay, I admit there is some truth to what you said.

"But I'm pretty good-looking too." Xu Pingan thought for a while and said still unwilling to admit defeat.

The same customer, why could she get more ice cream than him? Even though his ice cream was not short of weight, it was still a normal portion.

But it just doesn't work!
Hearing Xu Pingan's words, Pei Hongzhuang turned her head again, then took a serious look at Xu Pingan for the first time and gave her evaluation.

"Okay."

Xu Pingan: "..."

This is okay... is it a compliment?

(End of this chapter)