What is a true friend? This is a true friend.

Millions of things are given to people like this.

Although Tang Ying thought that the monk's props were a bit strange, it was a real peace talisman, and Tang Ying couldn't find someone to ask the truth.

This kind of thing can still have a certain effect when hanging at home to exorcise evil spirits.

Zeng Erya and his family thanked Tang Ying and his family again.

And the friendship between the two families is also being sublimated step by step under this circumstance.

The next day was Monday, and it was also the day when Tang Ying and their senior high school students started.

If it weren't for the Olympics, Tang Ying and the others would have started school earlier.

"Erya is so early. Are you planning to go and play so early?" Tang Ying, who came back from running in the morning, also saw Zeng Erya wearing sportswear and preparing to go out.

Zeng Erya was angry when she saw Tang Ying.

"You don't sleep early in the morning, and you can't run anyway when you get up, so I can't sleep."

Tang Ying was stunned for a moment, not knowing how Zeng Erya's fire started.

"Don't pretend to be innocent to me here. When my mother saw you running in the community, she insisted on pulling me up. She said that in the last year of senior year, her health is also very important, and she insisted that I go to morning exercises as well."

After hearing Zeng Erya's words, Tang Ying also understood what was going on.

Tang Ying paused for a moment and said, "I think my aunt's words are biased."

Zeng Erya was also happy when she heard Tang Ying's words and said, "You also feel that you are biased, right? Then go and tell my mother that my mother will listen to you now. If I ask me to practice morning exercises every day in the future, I will be crazy."

Zeng Erya pulled Tang Ying back to the house.

"Mom, come quickly, Tang Ying has something to say to you."

When Charlene saw Tang Ying, her face was full of enthusiasm.

"Tang Ying, what do you have to tell your aunt?"

Tang Ying didn't turn around, "Auntie, I just met Erya at the door. Erya said you let her do morning exercises. I think this matter must be treated differently."

"Mom, listen, listen, Tang Ying even thinks it is necessary to treat it differently."

After hearing Tang Ying's words, Charlene decided to adopt Tang Ying's suggestions.

"That's it."

Zeng Erya was about to cheer, but Tang Ying spoke again.

"Auntie, you may have misunderstood what I mean. I think the physical importance of the third year of high school is that you are talking about. Moreover, we still have physical tests in our third year of high school. If you fail the physical test, you will also lose points, because one or two points will be too worth it. Zeng Erya's running is a weakness, so it is best to practice this mainly for morning exercises. Don't practice too much. If you don't waste time, it may hurt your body if you don't practice well."

When Charlene heard Tang Ying's words, he also understood what the difference was.

"Also, aunt. If you really want to practice morning, it's the best moment from 5:00 to 6:30 in the morning. At 5:00, the sun rises and plants start photosynthesis. The air is better at this time. And if you take this one and a half hours, you won't delay breakfast and class time. Today is obviously a bit late."

"So that's the case. From then on, I'll wake her up at five o'clock every day, and then you two will have a companion together in the morning exercise."

Zeng Erya finally couldn't help but burst out, "Did you do it on purpose, Tang Ying?"

"I didn't mean it, it was scientifically based. It's not yet winter yet. It's true that the sun has just risen and the plants have just started to work together. When it's winter, it's too late to practice in the morning. In winter, morning exercises are not helpful to the body, but are harmful. But you can try running at night, which is also very good for the body."

Charlene didn't understand this very much, so she immediately made a decision, "Tang Ying, this aunt doesn't understand it very much. You can arrange it, Erya just do as she wants."

"Okay, auntie, then I'll write a schedule and send it to your phone."

"OK."

Zeng Erya couldn't get into the whole process, and her life was arranged clearly.

"It's really Erya's luck to have a deskmate like you and a neighbor." Turning to look at Zeng Erya, Charlene continued, and said, "Erya, you can learn from Tang Ying in the future. Not everyone can have such a good opportunity."

Zeng Erya hates Tang Ying so much now, and she still learns from Tang Ying a little. She is so kind that she hasn't rushed up to bite Tang Yong now.

"Tang Ying stayed for breakfast, I just made breakfast."

Tang Ying politely declined, and Charlene's invitation was mainly because Tang Ying was afraid that Zeng Erya would spit on her porridge when she served her porridge.

"Then Tang Ying, when you go out later, call Erya, you two go to school together."

Tang Ying responded and went home for breakfast.

After going home and taking a shower, Tang Ying started having breakfast with his parents.

Three boiled eggs, a plate of pickles, three cups of freshly squeezed soy milk, a few slices of bread, and a few slices of fried ham, are Tang Yingjia’s Chinese and Western breakfast.

Of course, in Tang Ying's view, this kind of breakfast is the real life and has a more scent of fireworks.

The description of breakfast in the novel is too pretentious. Moreover, if you don’t write well, you will be fatally complained by readers, saying that you don’t even understand the most basic dining etiquette.

But real life should be like this, so I am willing to eat homemade sandwiches and pickled vegetables. My porridge must be paired with freshly squeezed soy milk.

I will eat whatever I want. I am not for readers to see, of course, I am the one who feels comfortable.

"Steam some steamed buns tomorrow morning. This is a thing that is not native or foreign. It's the same as not eating it." Tang Yuanshan took a bite of the homemade sandwich and said with some disgust.

Shen Hong gave Tang Yuanshan a blank look and said, "You have a lot to do. You have to steam the steamed buns yourself."

"My son eats more. His health is also very important in his third year of high school. Is it good to eat tofu and brain tomorrow morning?"

Tang Ying swallowed the bread in his mouth, "Okay, mom, I want it sweet."

Tang Yuanshan smacked his lips, "What big guy is that sweet and salty ones are authentic."

"What are sweet, salty, tofu or sour or spicy but delicious."

There is no way to unify this taste. After all, this is a dispute between beliefs and ideas, and it is impossible to compromise.

"Mom, why don't we eat shabby?"

Tang Yuanshan immediately responded and said, "Okay, don't have meat stuffing, the meat stuffing is too tired."

Shen Hong was not willing to be outdone at all, "If you don't eat meat stuffing, just eat big pancake rolls and rice, why should you eat roasted wheat?"

This kind of conceptual dispute will never have a result.

"Mom, let's have rice tomorrow, just stir-fry some tomato and eggs."

"This is OK, but don't add sugar." Tang Yuanshan once again gave his belief.

And Shen Hong also gave his own death glare again.

"Scrambled eggs with tomatoes without sugar are like a person without soul. Do you know what it means to chew wax?"
Chapter completed!