Chapter 483 The Gluttons in My Stomach Are About to Come Out

After Xinyan entered the school, she felt that she still had to talk to Han Jingchen about this matter.

So she said to Jiang Peiqin: "You go back to the dormitory first, I'll call home."

Jiang Peiqin didn't think much, nodded and said: "Okay, then please pay attention to safety."

Xinyan waved her hand to Jiang Peiqin: "Don't worry."

Dial the home phone: "Hi, Dad."

Han Jingchen was going to work at the Railway Bureau after the National Day holiday. Maybe it was because of the close connection between father and daughter, and he was about to call Xinyan. The two had agreed before that they would go back to pick up Grandma Zhang during the National Day holiday, and were about to ask her what time to set. "Yanyan, dad is about to call you."

When Xinyan heard this, she immediately understood what he meant: "Dad, have you made a reservation?"

Han Jingchen said: "Not yet. Didn't I just want to ask your opinion, which bus do you want to take?"

Xinyan had made a plan before: "Dad, just take the morning trip."

Han Jingchen responded and then asked: "Yanyan, did you call me if something happened?"

Xinyan didn't hide anything and told the matter directly.

Han Jingchen asked anxiously: "Are you injured?"

Xinyan said: "No, you know my skills."

When he heard that his daughter was fine, he thought about how his precious daughter was being plotted against, and he immediately darkened his face: "You don't have to worry about this matter, dad will handle it."

Xinyan said, "Dad, my classmate Jiang Peiqin also called her family."

She didn't make it too clear, but Han Jingchen naturally understood what her daughter meant: "Dad knows, just leave this matter to him. You take care of yourself. After the performance, dad will pick you up and go home to live at night."

Xinyan responded, and the two chatted for a few more words before hanging up the phone.

But she had a purpose in those few casual conversations just now.

When she returned to the dormitory, Jiang Peiqin looked at her: "At this point, I'm afraid there will be no food in the cafeteria. I have some pastries here. Please take a bite."

Xinyan waved her hands and said, "No, I have something to eat."

So he opened the cupboard and took out the oil tea noodles that Mrs. Chen had made for him last time he went home. After making himself a bowl, he looked at Jiang Peiqin: "Do you want a bowl?"

As soon as the salty smell came out, not to mention Jiang Peiqin who had not eaten dinner, even the other people in the dormitory were very greedy.

Jiang Peiqin smelled this smell and wiped away her previous aloofness: "Thank you then."

But when she brought the lunch box over, she also got two chocolates for Xinyan: "This is for you to eat."

Xinyan saw the chocolate in her hand and joked: "I've made a profit now."

At this time, Bai Aiwen said with envy: "Because of you doing this, the greedy worms in my stomach are about to come out."

Xinyan looked at the oil tea noodles in her hand, and then looked at everyone's fiery eyes: "Why don't you make a bowl and try it too."

Since Li Yutong was transferred to 307, everyone in the dormitory has gotten along pretty well. Although everyone is a little embarrassed, the smell is really alluring.

Except for Qiao Shanmei, who was not in the dormitory, and Jiang Peiqin, who was making tea noodles, Bai Aiwen was the first to come over with his own lunch box: "Then I'm not welcome."

After speaking, he stretched out the lunch box and put down a handful of dried apricots: "You can keep these dried apricots for yourself."

Their village not only grows food, but also has a fruit garden as a side business. Every year, the smashed fruits and small fruits will be processed by the villagers and dried into various dried fruits, and then each household will share some.

Even if they are distributed to the family, they will not eat them all. They will save some of them and grab some to serve when guests come. These dried apricots were newly dried this year. When she left, her family specially brought them to her.

Xinyan couldn't refuse. After all, in these days, no one could generously give things to others for free. Although she had the space, she didn't want to cause trouble for herself.

With Bai Aiwen's appearance, everyone brought some exchange items when they came over. Even Zhang Zhaodi handed over the last bit of kimchi: "Xinyan, I only have kimchi here, don't dislike it. .”

She really couldn't resist the temptation of the oil tea, but when she came, she only brought a few jars of pickles, which was very embarrassing.