Today, An Nuan didn't order any rice. Now that she had less training every day, she was no longer hungry if she didn't have any rice. As a beautiful volleyball girl, it was necessary for her to maintain her weight, but she didn't have the habit of skipping meals.
An Nuan ate the porridge and gave the beef to Liu Changan. After that, she ate the fungus, shredded bamboo shoots, and bean sprouts. The taste was also excellent. This restaurant used to specialize in making porridge. This was their profession, but because it was near the school and the people of the county were not very keen on eating porridge, they still made cheap dishes.
"Seeing you eat porridge, I thought of Yunniang." Liu Changan was still eating rice slowly. This person had lived for a long time, so he often did things like this, neither fast nor slow, "When Shen Fu was playing at Yunniang's house, he was hungry but couldn't find anything to eat. Yunniang quietly pulled Shen Fu's sleeve and came to her room, giving him the porridge and side dishes she hid. Then, Yunniang's cousin Yu Heng found out and laughed: I want to eat porridge, but you say there's no more. So you hid it for your husband to eat … At that time, Yunniang and Shen Fu were not married yet."
"I won't give you porridge." An Nuan held the bowl of porridge with both hands and moved it closer to her.
"When Shen Fu had smallpox, Yunniang did not marry him. She couldn't do anything, so she ate vegetarian and prayed for him until the night of their wedding." Liu Changan shook his head and sighed, "For men, ancient women are more considerate and cute."
"I'm sorry, but now is not a feudal society. Don't expect us women to only stay at home to support our husbands and children and circle around you men." An Nuan said with schadenfreude. She knew that Liu Changan's thinking did not keep up with the times and needed to be changed. "The Six Chapters of a Floating Life was written by Shen Fu. Of course he would beautify himself, but Yunniang is not worth it. Ancient men are hypocritical. On one side, they look affectionate, but on the other, they take concubines, drink wine, and visit prostitutes. Especially those so-called scholars, such as Su Shi, Ouyang Xiu, Yuan Zhen, and Fan Zhongyan. "
"You're scolding them because they have to memorize too many poems and essays." Liu Changan laughed, "Fan Zhongyan is actually quite enviable. When he met Zhen Jinlian, she was only eleven or twelve years old. When Zhen Jinlian grew up, he married this official prostitute. She still kept her chastity, so Zhen Jinlian called herself Madam Ru … The prostitutes of later generations learned this title, but most of them didn't have Zhen Jinlian's fate and didn't meet Fan Zhongyan."
"Do you mean that men in ancient times were more affectionate and righteous? Nowadays, there aren't any rich and famous people who would dare to openly marry a prostitute. Would a man in ancient times dare to? "
"Your interpretation is a little skewed. Why doesn't anyone dare to do it now?" Liu Changan shook his head. Zhen Jinlian only made a living with her beauty. There were many women like her now. Their social status was still quite high. If Fan Zhongyan married her again, there would be no surprise of seeing her in the bridal chamber.
"Also, why are you envying Fan Zhongyan? When did you become a lolicon? Don't you like mature women? " An Nuan glanced at Liu Changan's phone on the dining table. Her mother's phone had a fingerprint lock, and An Nuan found an excuse to use her phone. She peeked at her WeChat but didn't find Liu Changan. Even if Liu Changan explained, An Nuan was still curious.
It was women's nature to like to peek at chat records.
"As long as they are good-looking, I like them, no matter if they are mature or young girls." Liu Changan put the phone back into his pocket.
"Bah, shameless. Good-looking women don't like you. "
"It's fine as long as I like them. I didn't say that I have to be liked by others."
"Hurry up and eat, or we'll be late."
After dinner, the two leaned against the wall of the school and drank orange juice. The sun was warm, and they chatted casually.
An Nuan finished her drink first and bit her straw. She looked at Liu Changan, who was drinking orange juice leisurely as if he was enjoying life.
Liu Changan extended the bottle over. An Nuan bit her straw and put it into Liu Changan's bottle. Her eyes darted around, and she quickly drank the rest of Liu Changan's orange juice in one breath.
"Your lung capacity is really big. I couldn't tell!" Liu Changan was surprised and laughed.
"Don't think that you're the only one with developed chest muscles like Bai Hui." An Nuan's cheeks puffed up. She adjusted her breathing and snorted disdainfully. "I didn't want to be late. I wanted to wait for you to finish drinking like this. It's almost time for school."
After saying that, An Nuan hit his shoulder again. He actually mocked that her chest was not as good as Bai Hui's!
Back in the classroom, Huang Shan led a reporter over with two attendants. He said to An Nuan, "This is a reporter from the Middle School Student Magazine. He wants to interview you."
Huang Shan didn't say that An Nuan and Liu Changan's admonitions were ignored. They were always together.
An Nuan nodded. She was already used to dealing with such situations. "Okay, but class is about to start."
"It won't take up much of your time." The reporter smiled.
An Nuan winked at Liu Changan and pointed at Bai Hui, who was looking at them in the classroom. Then, she followed Huang Shan to the homeroom teacher's office.
Bai Hui was the kind of girl who could put her chest on the desk. The biggest trouble for this kind of girl was that they couldn't put their books in front of the desk. That would make the desk narrow, and they had to stretch their books or papers as far as possible in front of them. Otherwise, when they lowered their head, something would block their view and they wouldn't be able to see some of the books or exercises.
Ordinary girls or men couldn't understand this kind of trouble. Liu Changan looked down at Bai Hui's delicate collarbone. From the perspective of heredity and reproduction, genes would inevitably make men have more desire to pursue such girls.
This was because genes would make males prefer females who were suitable for reproduction and nurturing, giving them a more stable and safe chance to pass on their genes.
Liu Changan had always been puzzled about a question. Modern research showed that in order to increase mutation and create more opportunities for evolution, genes limited the human lifespan to not be too long. This would drive more reproduction to obtain more opportunities for mutation. Then why, when his own genes didn't limit his lifespan, would he still have aesthetic needs from the perspective of heredity and reproduction?
In short, Liu Changan, driven by his physiological needs, did indeed like girls who were more voluptuous.
Maybe there were some problems with the relevant explanations of modern science, Liu Changan thought. In any era, he would always have reservations about the mainstream ideas. In any case, time would help him filter out the theories that were closer to the truth.
Since the birth of genetic theory, the things that could be explained, or rather, the explanations that were made, did not satisfy Liu Changan. This was because he himself was a living proof to the contrary.
"What are you looking at?!" Bai Hui covered her chest. Her cheeks were red as she glared at Liu Changan.
Qian Ning and Lu Yuan ran over and hurriedly asked what was going on.
Bai Hui was too embarrassed to say it. She continued to cover her collar.
Looking at Bai Hui's actions and expression, Lu Yuan was the first to understand. He was instantly enraged. He raised his fist and punched at Liu Changan.
Qian Ning was slightly slower, but he was unwilling to be outdone. He also punched.
Liu Changan dodged it. He stretched out his hand, pulled, and pushed. Their fists collided, causing both of them to scream in pain.
"You guys are thinking too much. I was just thinking about something else after looking at Bai Hui's collarbone." Liu Changan smiled. "What were you guys thinking about?"
"Why did you want to look at Bai Hui's collarbone?" Lu Yuan was stunned for a moment.
"Then why don't you stop me from breathing? Don't you guys know? I can smell Bai Hui's breath when she's reading sometimes. "Liu Changan said regretfully." It's a pity that it's impossible for me not to breathe. Just think about it. The girl you like is sitting with me every day. The smell of her breath is mixed with mine. Isn't that even more painful? "
"What's that smell in my mouth?" Bai Hui's breathing was rapid. However, she didn't dare to breathe too loudly. Girls naturally couldn't accept this kind of statement. Saying that she had a smell in her mouth and body was even more embarrassing and infuriating than saying she was ugly.
"It smells good."
Bai Hui opened her mouth. Her cheeks were still red. She didn't know what to say. She turned her head and casually flipped open a book.
Lu Yuan and Qian Ning felt that there was no need to take Liu Changan's words to heart. Only a lunatic would care about such things. At this moment, the bell rang. They had no choice but to return to their seats.
Liu Changan laughed. Little boys are really easy to tease.
"Liu Changan, you're so annoying. How can An Nuan stand you?" Bai Hui wrote in her notebook and pushed it over.
"Because we're all people you hate. Birds of a feather flock together." Liu Changan wrote.
Fortunately, the college entrance exam was coming soon. Bai Hui took a deep breath.
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