The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family

Feng Bo looked on and stepped forward to say a few words, but seeing that Wang Ting paid no attention, he could only go on with his own business.

Pei Qin found some time to make him a bowl of cold noodles.

Wang Ting insisted on not eating, waiting for them to eat together.

Eventually, when there were fewer customers, Pei Qin and the others made several more bowls of cold noodles, added fried tiger-skin eggs and hot rice milk, and sat down to eat.

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Wang Ting sat beside Pei Qin, watching her nearly rudely finish off a plate of cold noodles quickly and started to eat his own hurriedly with large bites.

In the afternoon, she taught him skateboarding, but Wang Ting showed little enthusiasm for learning.

Pei Qin, seeing this, went home and cut some watermelon to eat, "Spit it out! Is there something bothering you? You’re fuming as if someone owes you eight hundred bucks!"

Wang Ting, holding the chilled watermelon, didn’t want to speak but after looking at her, he still asked, "Why is Chang Yonglin staying at your house?"

Pei Qin looked at him and said, "To learn how to use the abacus from me!" "Actually, I’m not very good at abacus either."

Wang Ting’s gaze clearly conveyed his disbelief.

Pei Qin touched her nose, lamenting that no one believed her when she told the truth, yet they took her bluffing at face value.