I Am the Sister of the School Grass

    The man's name is Qiu Wen, who is the person Guangya has been asking for help.

    If Yunyan hears this name, it will definitely be impressed.

    Because 'Qiu Wen' really took care of Guangya.

    In Guangya's 'original book', she likes Fang Zheng, the school bully, and the whole school feels that they are a natural pair.

    Only one objected.

    That is Qiu Wen.

    Qiu Wen did not have a relationship with Guangya, but said from the perspective of a brother: "Fang Zheng can be so cruel to his own sister, you can still count on him to treat you well in the future. ?"

    Guang Ya doesn't care about it.

    Because she knows how good Fang Zheng is to her own sister.

    Everything that made it to that last point depended on the pen she got.

    The plot written by that pen did not actually happen.

    But it can change the memory of all plot characters.

    And create a new time node for the plot.

    In other words, the plot written by that pen will become a past perfect state.

    For relatives, since they can think independently, they know that their daughter was indirectly killed by their son.

    Fang Yunyan only knew the grief of her family from the state of her soul.

    After that, I will lose my memory.

    Then she grew up alone and poor in another world.

    This is also the beginning, Yunyan recalled his 'last life' in the car.

    She is a really hardworking student who has done countless questions and passed many competitions.

    In the end, she became the champion of science.

    This is why, in Yunyan, she can recall the previous things intermittently.

    She didn't have the slightest impression of the 'school bullying' in the original book.

    Because none of that is true.

    What she can see is only after Guangya writes quickly—

    Mom is reprimanding brother.

    And that brother, who has always been arrogant, is just like the walking dead, so sad and numb.

    Yunyan sent all her friends away, took a shower and sat at the desk.

    She thought, although she didn't know what the opportunity was to come back.

    But the priority right now is to find out who's behind the slander in the forums.

    In this way, the 'original book' that changed his destiny can be destroyed step by step.

    She nodded her head and muttered to herself.

     "In the future, you can feel the people around you with your heart, and you can no longer be swayed by the unwarranted 'original work'."

    Fortunately, before the National Day, she felt that Fang Zheng was sincere and good to her.

    It's not because of my good grades, and it's not because I'm better than the "rusty" Fang Yunyan in the original book.

    As early as the beginning, Fang Zheng carefully handed himself tissues in the car, as well as the notebook that had been organized for a week.

    He even 'threatened' himself to call him his brother.

    It's all starkly stated,

    Fang Zheng cares about himself, just because he is his sister.

    Yunyan was thinking about it when she suddenly heard the sound of coughing outside.

    She opened the door and saw grandma reprimanding grandpa.

    "It's halfway up the mountain, can it be compared to my hometown? I have to go out in the evening to get a hair dryer. I'm going to ask for trouble when I'm sick."

    That being said, she still held her wife's hand on one side, and gave him the other hand.

    Grandpa Fang, who has always been dignified and taught his son and grandson to blow his beard and stare, now took out a flower from his pocket aggrieved.

    "You said in the morning that the wood hibiscus in our yard looks good. I'll secretly pick one for you, don't worry, it won't be discovered by Fang Xingye."

    Fang Xingye is the name of Fang's father.

    It's all squished a bit now.

    Grandpa Fang coughed and hummed.

    "I'll get up early tomorrow morning, and I'll pick another one for you."

    Grandma Fang glanced around and saw that the study, Yunyan, and Fang Zheng's rooms were all opened.

    She hurriedly pulled the old man back to the room.

    After a while, Grandma Fang went to the kitchen to make soup for Grandpa Fang.

    Yunyan also happened to be going out. When she saw her grandmother, she whispered hello.

    "Grandma."

    "Noh, are you still going to bed so late?"

    Yunyan smiled and said, "I'm not sleepy, but I'm a little hungry. Go to the kitchen to find something to eat."

    Grandma patted the back of her hand.

    "Eat less, children should not eat more before going to bed, it is easy to accumulate food."

    The two walked to the kitchen.

    Grandma asked: "What do you want to eat, grandma will make it for you."

    This is the point, so I won't call the chef.

    Yunyan said: "Actually, it's not just me, my brother is also trying his best to review his homework recently. I'll go make him some supper."

    Yunyan never hides that she knows how to cook and do housework.

    She said, "Grandma, why don't you take a break, I'll make some soup for grandpa."

    Grandma Fang saw that Yunyan had such a filial piety, so she would help her by the side.

    Get a bowl and pick a dish.

    Yunyan first made grandpa a soup for moistening the lungs and relieving cough.

    She is very skilled in chopping vegetables, with her left hand against the back of the knife, and her right hand can quickly and blindly cut.

    Grandma took pity on her.

    Although he didn’t say anything, he thought—

    If I didn't throw it away when I was a child, I'm afraid it would rarely go into the kitchen now.

    Not to mention being so skilled at cooking.

    Yunyan never thought of setting up a rich and powerful lady for herself.

    Temperament can be improved, but more than ten years of life experience cannot deceive people.

    Besides, she didn't think there was anything wrong with her having these skills.

    The wealth of the family does not require her to cook by herself, but occasionally cooking something delicious by herself can greatly improve the happiness of the whole family.

    Yunyan is cutting mushrooms while cooking ginger.

    Therefore, Yunyan did not notice the pity and distress in grandma's eyes at all.

    Yunyan turned her back to her grandmother and said, "It just so happens that grandpa likes sweetness. After cooking the shredded ginger, let it cool and add a little honey. Grandpa will definitely like it."

    As for the mushrooms she is slicing now, it is a late-night snack for Fang Zheng.

    Fang Zheng passed the preliminary round of the National Physics Contest for Senior High School Students in early September, and at the end of the month went to the semi-finals.

    Although the results of the semi-finals have not yet come out, Fang Zheng is already preparing for the finals.

    Since 2010, the gold medal in the physics competition will not be waived.

    But you still have the qualifications to participate in the winter camps of famous schools.

    So, Fang Zheng has been busy learning recently except for the necessary activities.

    Under normal circumstances, no one goes to bed before twelve o'clock at night.

    After tasting Yunyan, you can see Fang Zheng eating small biscuits and potato chips at night.

    A boy of seventeen or eighteen has a big appetite.

    Under normal circumstances, Fang's mother will also prepare supper for him.

    But I'm too busy today. After receiving a circle of guests, Mama Fang has long forgotten about supper.

    Yunyan saw that there were debone fish fillets in the kitchen, she wanted to make fish slips, and after they were cooked, they could be eaten directly with some sauce.

    She shredded the fish fillet and minced it into minced meat.

    Add chopped shiitake mushrooms, eggs, starch and a little flour, along with seasonings, and stir into a paste.

    Then use a spoon to scoop into irregular circles and cook in the boiling tomato soup.

    Boil for four or five minutes, remove and drain.

    Place them one by one.

    Yunyan thought about it, Fang Zheng seemed to like something a little more spicy.

    She remade the dipping sauce and served it in a small bowl on the edge of the plate.

    Grandma couldn't help her appetite when she smelled it.

    Yunyan said with a smile: "I do a lot, and you and grandpa also have it. But you can't eat too much."

    Otherwise it will hurt the body.

    Grandma Fang couldn't help but praise: "Nannan, this craft, I don't know who will take it orally in the future."

    Yunyan said: "If grandma likes it, just stay for a few more days, and I will cook for you and grandpa."

    "Grandma is afraid it will delay our study."

    "The skill of cooking a few dishes will not delay my study. Grandma might as well stay for a few more days and try more meals made by Nannan."

    The first two weeks of Yunyan’s arrival, I didn’t think about cooking.

    Mainly she just returned to Fang's house.

    I have a memory of the 'original book' in my mind, and I always feel a little estranged from my family.

    At that time, she wanted to show a little bit, but she didn't dare to make too much trouble.

    Always cautious.

     Treat yourself as an outsider.

    It's different now.

    Although she doesn't remember much about the previous two lives, the family love is imprinted in her bones.

    Yunyan likes this kind of transformation.

    First, she now knows that she is not a lonely ghost who borrowed the body of other people's children, and second, her relatives really like her.

    So, she dared to ask for more things with her own temperament.

    Meanwhile.

    Mother Fang and Father Fang were in the study, looking at the lights on the kitchen side.

    Mother Fang said: "Our mother spoils her so much now, and she cooks for her at night."

    That's what she said, but there was no condemnation in her tone.

    Instead, he was relieved.

    "Nan, I finally let go."

    Before she always felt that her daughter was too sensible.

    Only the fact that she refused to call her brother could tell that her daughter was still a little stubborn.

    Mother Fang talked to Father Fang before.

    Her daughter is so perfect that one can't pick out a thorn.

    But she prefers her daughter to be more courageous, to say what she wants, and to play if she wants to be petty.

    She pets anyway.

    Wait until Yunyan and Grandma Fang went upstairs with things.

    Mother Fang watched as they knocked on Fang Zheng's door.

    Dad Fang said sourly: "No, I can understand what my mother cooks for Yunyan..."

    How come there is still that stinky boy Fang Zheng?

    Fang Zheng didn't go to the kitchen to help, how could he enjoy it for nothing?

    Even if Grandma Fang's home-cooked dishes are not as sophisticated as professional chefs.

    But that was **** done by myself.

    That was the taste of his childhood.

    Mother Fang glanced at her husband angrily.

     "How old are you, why do you still care about your son?"

    Wait until the next day, early in the morning.

    At the table.

    Fang Zheng's expression seemed to be bubbling.

    Grandpa Fang and Fang Zheng have the same expression.

    Grandpa Fang said, "Our craftsmanship is really good."

    Fang Zheng also praised.

    Mama Fang finally understood—

    Yesterday's supper was made by Yunyan?

    After returning to the room, Fang's mother stared at her husband, "Why don't you behave well?"

    Next time, you can also eat what Nan Nan made.

    Father Fang has been stimulated by his son's performance this morning to the point that his desire for survival has dropped to a negative value.

    He said: "How old are you, why do you still care about our father and son?"

    The author has something to say: Mama Fang: Are you taking a vengeance overnight?

    Dad Fang (puff): I swear, I don't, I dare not

    [Today I promise to let Guangya Forum drop QAQ]