Chapter 43 How many words in 1 minute? An Ran chose the fruits and vegetables she wanted, stood up and replied half seriously and half jokingly, "Life is unpredictable. Who knows what will happen in the future. I just need to be able to eat enough now."
A 16-year-old girl is very smooth in what she does and honest in what she says.
For the first time, the chef had a good impression of the An family.
Especially after An Ran took away two bowls of wontons and two cups of homemade avocado and banana milkshakes, he said to her casually before going out, "Aunt Li, I can't eat the leftover wontons in the pot. Just watch and deal with it."
"Hey, that's good." The cook stood up and took a look at the pot, visually checking that there was exactly one bowl left.
……
"what?"
"it's me."
Hearing An Ran's voice, An Jing, who came out of the bathroom after washing up, immediately walked over and opened the door. Before the door opened, a strong aroma of chopped green onion and sesame oil poured into his nose. In an instant, he felt The whole stomach came to life.
An Ran, wearing a sportswear, was standing in front of him with a huge dinner plate. In addition to two large bowls of steaming wontons, there were also two cups of milk that didn't look like milk, and juice that didn't look like juice. s things.
"The sun is coming to the west?" An Jing's words were a bit strange, but his mood was healed a lot.
He was so angry at his sister's place last night that he was stuck for a long time.
An Ran didn't mind An Jing's low EQ and said warmly, "I made it myself, do you want to try it?"
"Did you make it yourself?" An Jing's tone finally returned to normal, and there was still some surprise in his eyes. "You came to bring me breakfast so early. Are you okay?"
He reached out and took the initiative to take the heavy dinner plate from An Ran's hand.
An Ran nodded, "I have something to do. I hope you can lend me your laptop."
An Jing then remembered that An Ran didn't have his own laptop yet, "What do you need my computer for?"
An Ran showed some anxiety on his face, "Brother, is there a dance at home tonight?"
"Yes." Of course An Jing knew what he was going to do at home tonight, but he didn't understand why An Ran suddenly asked, "Is there any connection between dancing and computers?"
"I've been busy preparing for the exam recently, and I haven't danced much. I don't know what to dance tonight. I want to borrow your computer to check online to see if there are any dances that I can learn unexpectedly."
An Jing understood why An Ran was so anxious, and nodded happily: "Come in, I'll get it for you."
"Thank you, brother." An Ran suppressed the discomfort in her heart and followed An Jing into the room.
Jing Jing placed the wontons on the small table by the window of the room and asked An Ran, "Do you want to eat with me here?"
Before his rebirth, An Ran was An Jing's little follower. He liked to stick to An Jing and play with him since he was a child. He would naturally come and go from his room at will.
The two also secretly hid in the room and had snacks together countless times.
"No, just give me the computer and I'll go back to the room." An Ran refused An Jing and at the same time glanced at the room in front of her.
This was the first time she entered An Jing's room after returning from rebirth, and everything in front of her felt familiar yet strange.
An Jing thought that An Ran refused to eat with him here because he was anxious to get online quickly, "You don't have internet in your room, how can you check it?"
In An Jing's eyes, 16-year-old An Ran was still a computer idiot who only typed at a very slow speed, chatted with people using Penguin software, and posted mood diaries in QQ space.
After An Jing's questioning, An Ran remembered that in 05, home computers were all connected to network cables, there was no Wi-Fi, and there was no network cable in her room.
"You can open the computer for me and I'll search it myself."
"Okay, then use it carefully and don't break it." An Jing took his large bowl of wontons off the plate and put it on the table, but faced the two glasses of milk, which is not milk, and juice, which is not juice. The milkshake was confused, "What is this? New yogurt?" "No." An Ran leaned over and handed one of the banana-flavored milkshakes to An Jing, "This is the milkshake I made myself. Yours is Banana flavor, mine is avocado flavor.”
"What is the milkshake?" An Jing took the banana milkshake and put it in his mouth, "It's delicious."
He likes to eat bananas, but doesn't like to drink milk. Yogurt drinks are fine.
As soon as he took his mouthful of banana milkshake, he felt that the cup in his hand suited his taste.
The milkshake An Ran made for him used dairy drinks bought at home.
In 05, healthy eating was not as popular as it was later. There were not many thick old yogurts on the market, and many people were not used to it.
When An Ran was preparing to make a milkshake this morning, he realized that there were not enough raw materials in the refrigerator, so he had to make a substitute.
Fortunately, novelty is valuable, and it is enough to fool An Jing.
Her avocado milkshake uses fresh milk. It definitely doesn't taste as good as Anjing's cup, but it's more nutritious and healthier.
"A milkshake is a drink made with fresh fruit, milk and yogurt using a juicer." An Ran explained, "If you like it, I'll make it for you next time."
An Jing was so coaxed that he was very happy, "I'll get you a computer."
He put down the milkshake and went to the desk, took out his laptop from the drawer, put it on the table, and helped her plug in the Internet cable, "The password is my birthday plus 1."
He casually told An Ran the password and asked, "Will it be opened?"
"Yes." An Ran sat down in front of An Jing's desk.
"If you have any questions later, call me." An Jing warned carefully, but did not leave.
It was as if he wanted to see how An Ran turned on the computer.
An Ran opened his computer under An Jing's gaze, and entered the password that An Jing just told her, "Brother, you go to eat, I will check it myself."
An Jing was still a little worried, "You really don't need my help?"
"No need." An Ran skillfully opened the search interface and entered the keyword, "jazz dance video."
Seeing this scene, An Jing was shocked, "When did you type so fast?"
If I read it correctly, An Ran didn't even look at the keyboard when he entered the search content.
"I learned it a long time ago." An Ran's attention was focused on the computer in front of her and she answered smoothly.
But An Jing's eyes were almost shocked, "It will be very early? Are you sure?!"
Hearing An Jing's exaggerated voice, An Ran came to his senses and realized what he had just said. He had to laugh and make up for it, "No, I went to the Internet cafe with my classmates a few times during the summer vacation, and my typing speed became faster."
An Jing still found it unbelievable, "How many times can you fight so fast? Your speed is too fast."
"Yeah, it's not difficult." It doesn't matter if the excuse is illogical, as long as it can be used.
terrible!
An Jing was on the verge of winning, "How many words can you say in one minute now?"
"I don't know." An Ran shook his head, "I haven't calculated it yet, so why should you still calculate it?"
She felt that her brain after traveling back in 2020 could not keep up with Anjing's brain circuit in 05. 1314 (End of this chapter)