After the adopted daughter of a wealthy family was reborn, everyone was cremated

"Have you eaten?" An Ran asked casually when he saw the girl's eyes staring straight at the breakfast in front of him.

The girl didn't answer whether she had eaten or not, she just looked at it with a smile.

Have you eaten and still want to eat?

An Ran opened the bag in front of her, and inside was a thermos cup, a household type.

She was stunned for a moment, her white fingers brushed over the thermos cup, and she untied another smaller bag inside. The bag contained fruits, milk, eggs, steamed buns, pancakes... In short, it was very rich.

"You can take whatever you want to eat." An Ran took out the rich breakfast bag alone and pushed it in front of the girl whose face was full of salivation.

"Shi Jian brought you so much breakfast. Did you ask him to help buy it?" The girl wanted to eat but was a little embarrassed.

An Ran could tell that she was embarrassed because it was given to her by Shi Jian.

So he took out the pancake she had been looking at for the longest time and gave it to her, "Here is this for you. I still have a low fever and can't eat something so greasy."

"Ah, you still have a fever?" The girl was polite and took the pancake from her hand, "Then I'll help you eat it. How much does it cost? I'll give you the money."

"No, I'm asking you to help me eat, and I want you to give me money. I'm so embarrassed."

An Ran waited for the girl to leave with a smile before opening the thermos cup. As soon as the lid was opened, a rich and unique aroma hit her face, and the white heat rose. She looked closer and found that the thermos cup contained angelica pigeon soup.

"..."
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Shi Jian, who was sitting on her seat and eating meat buns, looked at the thermos cup in front of her, her gentle eyes filled with complete confusion, "Doesn't it taste good?"

An Ran couldn't help but shook her head, "I don't dare to drink."

"???"

"I still have a low fever. After eating this, I will probably have a high fever."

"???" Shi Jian's face froze as she was stuffed with buns.

Seeing that the child really didn't understand, An Ran slowly leaned over and lowered her head and asked him softly, "Who prepared this for you?"

Shi Jian's eyes were evasive and her ears were red, "My mother."

He felt awkward now.

After all, a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, even if he scored over 90 points in every biology exam, still couldn't calm down when talking about girls' menstruation.

Shi Jian looked up at the sky and the ground, but did not dare to look at An Ran's smiling eyes in front of her.

He explained in a low voice, "She gave it to me when I went out in the morning. She stewed it before going to bed yesterday."

That's why I blocked the door early this morning to bring An Ran to school.

An Ran couldn't stop laughing, "Why are you so good? You always answer whatever your mother asks."

She even told her mother about her menstrual cramps!

She didn't feel anything embarrassed, but she found it even more funny when she saw how bad Shi Jian looked.

In fact, he could have avoided this embarrassment, but he didn't.

"There's nothing that can't be said." Shi Jian lowered his head and continued to eat the buns.

I didn't take a bite for a long time.

There's nothing you can't say. Why are you speaking so softly?

An Ran couldn't help but laugh in her heart, and at the same time a wave of warmth surged through her heart.

Shi Jian is an honest kid with a high emotional intelligence.

"Eat this soup quickly, don't waste it, I can't eat it." She pushed the thermos cup in front of Shi Jian again, "The lid is not tightly closed, be careful not to spill the soup."

"Is it true that you can't eat it?" She didn't know if she had done enough psychological struggle, but Shi Jian was finally able to raise her head and look directly at An Ran's face.

"No." An Ran shook his head, "I can only eat some light porridge, eggs, vegetables and so on now. I have to wait until I'm ready to eat anything else."

"Can't you eat fruits, bread, and milk?" Shi Jian glanced at the thermos cup in front of him, and then thought of the breakfast he specially bought at the breakfast shop in the morning. His frustration was visible to the naked eye.

"Unfortunately, we can't." An Ran spread his hands.

Shi Jian thought for a while, then pushed the bowl of red dates and millet porridge in front of her, "You eat this, and give me the rest?"

An Ran glanced at the porridge in front of him, and he immediately explained, "I haven't eaten it yet."

"Okay, I'll give you the rest."

"No, I'll get it myself."

Shi Jian stood up, put the lid back on the millet porridge in front of her, carried it and walked to An Ran's seat.

An Ran stood up slowly behind him.

The people at the front and back tables looked at the two of them coming back and asked funnyly, "What are you doing? Take it back and forth, exchange it back and forth."

Shi Jian enthusiastically brought breakfast to An Ran early in the morning, but he brought a lot of food that she couldn't eat. She blushed with embarrassment and stood aside, embarrassed to speak.

An Ran explained with a chuckle, "I still had a fever and couldn't eat pasta, so I went to him to get millet porridge."

She didn't return Angelica pigeon soup to Shi Jian, and she didn't know that the red dates and millet porridge he ate today was just enough for her to eat.

The breakfast Shi Jian brought to her was carefully prepared, and it was all what she usually ate, but today she was a patient, and the things she usually liked to eat became inedible.

An Ran took out the breakfast that was originally his own on the table and put the edible ones one by one into the bag of millet porridge. All the inedible items were packed for Shi Jian.

"Can't you eat pasta if you have a fever?" An Ran's people at the front and back desks, like Shi Jian, didn't understand this. "Is that so? I have a fever at home, and my mother often cooks noodles for me."

"Yes." An Ran nodded with a smile, "We have a very good doctor uncle in our family. He told me that our family has tried it. It is true. Eating pasta will aggravate the body's recovery process."

"what?"

"That's it!" The two people at the front and back had understanding expressions on their faces.

Shi Jian stood aside with a breakfast bag and asked warmly, "Can I eat pasta if I have a cold?"

He felt that the great doctor uncle An Ran mentioned should be her family's personal doctor, Dr. Wu.

Dr. Wu is really good at medical skills.

Not only did An Ran mention him to him from time to time, but his mother also often went to Dr. Wu's clinic for treatment.

He was very convinced by what An Ran said.

An Ran looked at Shi Jian in front of him who was asking for advice humbly. After thinking about it, he whispered, "You'd better not eat that soup."

"..."

"What is weak cannot be replenished."

"..."

"Be patient, lest you develop strep throat or something like that."

It is undeniable that the angelica and pigeon soup stewed by Shi's mother was really full of ingredients and stewed at sufficient heat. As soon as the lid was opened, she could smell the unique aroma of pigeon meat, with a hint of deliciousness and fragrance, revealing a kind of warmth. and comfortable feeling.

She was so hooked that she almost lost control and wanted to take a sip and taste it.

Angelica pigeon soup is a good thing to replenish qi and blood. If she doesn't have a fever, it is really suitable now.

However, it is not suitable for patients.

"..."
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After a bowl of jujube and millet porridge with moderate sweetness and glutinousness, her stomach felt very comfortable, her back was slightly sweaty, and she felt more energetic. An Ran began to consider whether to ask Shi Jian to help bring breakfast in the next few days. While she was thinking silently, her classmate at the table behind her poked her on the back, "An Ran, there is another handsome guy looking at you!"

What does it mean that a handsome guy is looking at her again?

An Ran turned around, "?"

"Look outside."

An Ran looked in the direction of the classmates' fingers at the back table and saw An Jing and Hua Zhan standing at the door each holding a large bag of things.

Both of them are very tall and stand upright, with tall and straight postures, and their faces look inexplicably cold. When they saw her, they stared at her with serious eyes and no smile. .

How did these two guys get here?

An Ran frowned slightly.

An Jing went completely crazy yesterday when he couldn't call his sister or persuade his mother, and his father didn't come home. He also learned that his sister was sick and was being sent love letters, and that no matter how he messaged or called her, he couldn't get through.

The result of going crazy was that he not only sent a bunch of random messages to An Ran, but also complained fiercely to his good friend Hua Zhan.

Hua Zhan was very helpless, but he still endured his sleepiness and told him:

"Since Auntie is so angry and An Ran doesn't want to come back, just let An Ran continue to stay in the dormitory."

"If you are really worried, go to her class and see her in person tomorrow."

"I can't go to the dormitory, but I can still go anywhere in class."

"It's not good to live in school and have good food, so why don't you buy her more delicious food?"

"We're all in the same school, so don't make it as bitter and bitter as if we're so far apart, okay?"

"..."

An Jing was angry, but still accepted Hua Zhan's suggestion and decided to come to his sister's class to see her the next day.

He and Hua Zhan were inseparable. He decided to visit An Ran the next day, "You come with me to visit my sister tomorrow morning."

At two o'clock in the morning, Hua Zhan replied to the text message: "...Okay!"

They were all people who stayed up late and didn't sleep well. Even Hua Zhan, who usually always had a smile on his face, woke up early in the morning with a lot of resentment in his heart and couldn't really smile.

However, despite being in a bad mood, the two of them still had a tacit understanding when they went out in the morning. They emptied the refrigerator at home and put all the fruits in the refrigerators into bags and brought them to school.

Otherwise, the two of them have a good relationship.

This was the scene in front of him.

However, Young Master An, who was standing at the door of Class 11, but had not received the message, was not so angry.

An Ran saw that his lips were pursed into a straight line and his face didn't look good——

If you like to be angry, just keep being angry!

Her eyes lightly passed over the two of them.

"What's her expression? She's not happy to see us?" An Jing's face was not good, but his eyes were good. After seeing An Ran's changed expression, his face became even darker.

"How do I know?" Hua Zhan's eyesight is not as good as An Jing's.

He could only see Anran looking at him and An Jing. He thought that he should be the peacemaker for the two brothers and sisters who had very stubborn tempers. He raised his hand and waved to Anran, "I called her over, please be nice." Tell her, girls have to be coaxed."

An Jing's expression tightened, and he looked like he was here not to give away delicious food, but to fight.

Hua Zhan felt that An Ran had been disobeying An Jing recently, and he should bear a large part of the responsibility. He had to ask himself, why was he so incapable of speaking?

He always makes people want to hit him when he opens his mouth.

This is what Liang Qin often whispers in his ears, and Hua Zhan deeply agrees.

"What the hell are you trying to attract puppies!" An Ran looked at Hua Zhan's smiling face with deep wrinkles between his brows.

What made her even more angry and funny was that many students in the class were already fascinated by the dog's smiling face and An Jing's cold face. They covered their faces and acted like idiots, and screamed at her, "They are looking for you. Right?"

"I'm looking for you! Both of them are so handsome!"

"so hot."

"These two are more handsome than the ones who came yesterday!"

It seemed that it was not Hua Zhan and An Jing who came to the class to find him last night.

An Ran stood up with his head full of black lines.

She had to get rid of these two guys quickly.

Zhou Nigyue and Zhang Xiaoli rushed hand in hand from the cafeteria to the classroom with their books and papers in hand. The journey was smooth, but unexpectedly, they were blocked by two tall men at the door of the classroom.

Zhou Nigyue responded quickly and immediately shouted: "Please give way, thank you."

When Hua Zhan and An Jing heard the shouts, they immediately gave way to the side. However, due to the obstructed environment, the space left was not large. As a result, Zhou Nigyue and Zhang Xiaoli, who were running over, bumped into Hua Zhan's back and the other. When it reaches An Jing’s arm——

"what!"

"boom!"

"Boom!"

The books and items held in Zhou Nigyue and Zhang Xiaoli's arms, as well as the fruit held in An Jing's hand, all fell to the ground. The scene was quite messy.

An Jing's eyes darkened as he looked at the grapefruits and apples rolling around on the ground, as well as the boxes of blueberries and strawberries that fell to the ground due to the huge impact.

Hua Zhan moved his hands quickly and saved his fruit, but his whole body felt bad.

He looked at the fruits rolling all over the floor, then looked at An Ran in front of him and the stunned classmates around him. He just felt so embarrassed that he wanted to pick his toes out of embarrassment.

You shouldn't have come with An Jing so early this morning!

Hua Zhan glanced at the stunned An Jing next to him with resentment. He felt that his brother might have been unlucky recently, so everything was not going well.

The whole place fell into silence, but soon became restless again.

An Ran was the first to squat down and pick up fruit, picking up the fastest grapefruit from a place close to her.

After picking up an apple and a grapefruit, she couldn't hold any more in her hands.

Need a bag.

She looked up at An Jing, only to see that he was still holding a torn bag in his hand. He was stupidly frozen in the wind and messy place. He was funny and speechless, and he didn't look like he could help.

She turned to look at Hua Zhan again and saw that he was supporting Zhou Nigyue. The fruit bag held high in his hand could hold a few fruits, but it couldn't hold everything that fell on the ground. He was hesitating to ask someone to borrow a bag. There was a person squatting next to him.

"Pack it here." Shi Jian held a large plastic bag in her hand.

"You reacted so quickly." An Ran smiled and put the apples and grapefruits in his bag, "God assists."

Shi Jian sniffed, leaned into her ear and whispered, "Your brother must be very embarrassed now."

"Whatever." An Ran also laughed. After squatting down and picking up a few apples and grapefruits, he felt a little dizzy. "There is an apple over there. Can you help me pick it up?"

She pointed at an apple that had rolled to the middle of the classroom, at the foot of a classmate's desk.

"Okay." I don't know if he felt that she was a little unsteady, but when Shi Jian stood up, he added, "You should also get up, and I will pick up the rest."

An Ran stabilized her body and stood up, walking towards the awkward four people at the door, "You didn't hit anything, did you?" 1314