Chapter 881: Xiao Chong Side Story 7

Chapter 881: Xiao Chong Side Story 7

Xiao Chong picked up his chopsticks and grabbed a piece of sushi from Lin Wanwan’s box, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it carefully, and then said, "The taste is good. Did you buy this or make it yourself?"

Lin Wanwan replied, "I made it myself."

"Wow! You’re amazing!" Hong Yijing exaggeratedly gave Lin Wanwan a thumbs up, "Let me try some too."

"I’ll have some as well!" Mi Yunzhi followed closely.

There were only sixteen pieces of sushi in total, and in the blink of an eye, they were snatched up.

"These pastries look really nice." Qi Bingqiong picked up a banana pastry that Xiao Chong brought and put it in her mouth.

"This must have been made by Ah Chong himself, right?" Mi Yunzhi asked, but his tone was very certain.

"Yeah." Sitting cross-legged, Xiao Chong nodded casually.

Back in the day, Lin Wanwan had given him a sequel book of Friend of Military and Civilian Dual-use Talent, which recorded many recipes for food.

Xiao Chong liked to study these when he had time and had learned the skill of a pastry chef.

"I knew it!" Mi Yunzhi looked at Xiao Chong with a sense of pride, as if he himself had made the pastries, enjoying an inexplicable sense of glory.

"Ah, Xiao Chong, you can make pastries too? That’s impressive!" Qi Bingqiong covered her mouth in shock.

"I just know a little." Xiao Chong modestly said, "Everyone digs in."

"Did you make all of these yourself?"

"Yep."

"Wow, that’s awesome! This looks delicious."

"Don’t snatch it!"

"Damn, you eat so fast, like a pig!"

The group of youngsters started to playfully fight as they ate, the atmosphere lively.

Since her sushi was already snatched up, Lin Wanwan ate a couple of the pastries Xiao Chong brought.

Xiao Chong opened a bottle of cola and handed it to her, "Have some drink, don’t choke."

"Thanks." Lin Wanwan accepted it.

Qi Bingqiong glanced between the two and suddenly said, "The 31st of this month is a Friday, coincidentally my birthday. Are you guys free to come to my birthday party? I’d like to invite you all to attend, it’s set for 6 PM at Time Hotel."

Lin Wanwan was taken aback by Qi Bingqiong’s words and asked, "The 31st? Are you celebrating on the solar or lunar calendar?"

Qi Bingqiong looked at Lin Wanwan and replied, "Huh? Who celebrates their birthday on the lunar calendar in the city? Only people from the countryside do that! That’s so outdated."

Lin Wanwan smiled slightly, not responding.

She was speechless at the inexplicable superiority of the city folks in Yongcheng City. If you count back three generations, who wasn’t a farmer?

Xiao Chong glanced at Lin Wanwan; in Great Tang, everyone celebrated birthdays according to the lunar calendar. The date Qi Bingqiong mentioned corresponded to Lin Wanwan’s lunar birthday this year.

"My ID says my birthday is October 31st!" Qi Bingqiong added, "So, is everyone free?"

"Sure, no problem for me." Fang Junjie, who had moved up from the junior high school department of Seventh Middle School, was the first to agree.

Lin Wanwan looked at Qi Bingqiong apologetically and said, "Sorry, I might not be able to make it."

Qi Bingqiong looked at Lin Wanwan in surprise and asked, "Why not?"

Why else? Lin Wanwan wanted to avoid the burden of reciprocal gift-giving and hosting, which she found to be a burden.

Additionally, she wasn’t keen on befriending this classmate who often unintentionally insults others.

For those who look down on rural folks, there are irreconcilable differences in values; it’s best to just maintain a classmate relationship.

"My family doesn’t allow me to go out in the evenings except for night study sessions." Lin Wanwan presented a logical excuse.

It’s very normal for a high school student to be strictly managed by their family.

"My birthday party won’t be late, at most until around nine o’clock in the evening."

Lin Wanwan persisted, "I’m truly sorry."

"Ah~" Qi Bingqiong let out a long sigh but was not too disappointed, "Alright then."

She then turned her gaze to Xiao Chong and the other three.

Mi Yunzhi and Hong Yijing looked at Xiao Chong, clearly wanting his opinion to take precedence.

Xiao Chong calmly opened his mouth and said, "Happy early birthday, but I have something at the end of the month, so I can’t attend, sorry."

"What is it? Really can’t make it?" Qi Bingqiong, rejected by the one she most wanted to invite, suddenly looked a bit embarrassed.

Xiao Chong returned calmly but firmly, "Sorry, I really have something."

He disliked people who casually belittled farmers, so he naturally didn’t want to get too close.

Even if it wasn’t Lin Wanwan’s birthday on that day, he wouldn’t attend the birthday party of the other person. Their relationship wasn’t at that level, and it never would be.