Who gets reborn with a daughter?

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Noon the next day.

As Fang Chusheng walked out of the classroom after finishing his morning classes, he saw a beautiful figure walking towards him at the end of the corridor.

He was a little surprised and looked at his roommates, saying, "You guys go back first, I have something to do."

After saying that, he hurriedly left.

"Damn, is Old Fang rushing to be reborn?"

Su Ze muttered something under his breath.

"What a load of rubbish! It was Bai Xiaochu who came looking for him!"

Xu Wenhao has sharp eyes and had already spotted Bai Xiaochu at the end of the corridor.

"Damn, no wonder she ran so fast. I wish I had a girlfriend like that."

Su Ze said enviously.

Zhou Chu didn't speak, but the image of Miao Tingting appeared in his mind.

The next moment, he shook his head violently, his cheeks turning red and hot.

Su Ze noticed Zhou Chu's unusual behavior and widened his eyes, saying, "Chick, you don't actually like Bai Xiaochu, do you?"

"Get lost! Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

Zhou Chu decisively started scolding.

The three of them joked and teased each other. They knew that Bai Xiaochu and Fang Chusheng were childhood sweethearts, so they naturally wouldn't try to take them away.

At the same time, Fang Chusheng walked up to Bai Xiaochu and asked, "Xiaobai, what brings you here?"

"Ah Fang, would you like to have dinner with me?"

Bai Xiaochu asked uneasily.

"Of course," Fang Chusheng readily agreed, and continued, "If you want to have dinner with me in the future, just tell me, and I'll come find you. By the way, what are we having for dinner today?"

"I...I cooked the meal."

As Bai Xiaochu spoke, she took out a lunchbox bag from behind her back.

"You cooked?!"

Fang Chusheng's eyes widened as he recalled the disastrous cooking Xiaobai had made in his previous life, and suddenly his legs went weak.

Both Xiaobai and Lingjie can cook, but their cooking styles are at opposite ends of the spectrum: one makes you feel like you're in heaven, and the other makes you feel like you're in heaven.

"Yeah, it took me a long time."

Bai Xiaochu nodded.

"Gulp," Fang Chusheng swallowed hard, his voice trembling, "Then let's find an empty classroom."

"OK."

Xiao Bai was completely satisfied.

There weren't many people in the teaching building during lunch break, and the two quickly found an empty classroom.

"Ah Fang, this is my first time cooking, please don't blame me if it doesn't taste good."

Bai Xiaochu took out lunchboxes, one blue and one pink, a matching couple's set.

"No, your cooking is definitely delicious."

Fang Chusheng spoke politely as he shakily reached for the blue lunchbox.

"I'll open it for you."

Bai Xiaochu immediately opened the lunchbox.

In an instant, the aroma of meat filled the entire classroom.

"It smells so good!"

Fang Chusheng subconsciously whispered, but a hint of hesitation arose when he remembered that it was Xiaobai who had made the meal.

In his past life, Xiaobai's cooking was visually appealing and fragrant, but it lacked flavor. This cooking technique was so mysterious that ordinary people would never know how to do it.

After eating it twice, Fang Chusheng stopped Xiaobai from cooking, using the excuse that "cooking is bad for a girl's skin."

"It smells good."

Bai Xiaochu rested her chin on her hands as she looked at Fang Chusheng, her eyes full of anticipation.

Fang Chusheng glanced at the lunchbox; the dishes alone were plentiful, including stewed beef with potatoes, fried shrimp, and stir-fried bok choy.

Since he was going to die anyway, he picked up the bok choy first. He figured if the meat wasn't cooked well, he'd die from eating it, but the bok choy would at most be hard to swallow.

Bai Xiaochu subconsciously clenched her fists, looking at Fang Chusheng with anticipation.

"Gulp."

Fang Chusheng swallowed hard and tremblingly put the bok choy into his mouth.

He had expected the bok choy to be either very bland or very salty, but it turned out to be just right.

After eating it, he picked up a piece of potato with a puzzled look and put it in his mouth.

"Cooked?!"

He was shocked. In his previous life, Xiaobai's stewed potatoes were always half-cooked, but this time they were cooked through and tasted excellent.

"How is it?"

Bai Xiaochu asked uneasily.

"Mmm! It's delicious!"

After Fang Chusheng finished speaking, he picked up some potatoes and greens and started eating.

"As long as it tastes good," Bai Xiaochu breathed a sigh of relief, but then noticed a problem, "Afang, why aren't you eating any meat?"

"Meat..."

Fang Chusheng's heart skipped a beat. He could eat vegetables, but not necessarily meat.

I prefer to save the best parts of my meal for last.

He hesitated to try it, but seeing Xiaobai's expectant eyes, he picked up a piece of beef and tasted it.

"Um?!"

He was stunned for a moment. He thought it would be hard to swallow, but it was unexpectedly tender and smooth, like tender beef cooked in a hot pot.

"How does it taste?"

Bai Xiaochu asked again.

"Delicious! Delicious!"

Fang Chusheng picked up a piece of beef and wolfed it down.

Next, he ate fried shrimp. Surprisingly, the shrimp veins had been removed. Although the taste was ordinary, it was still edible.

"Xiao Bai's cooking skills have improved in this life?!"

He was shocked. If that were the case, he would be happy to eat Xiaobai's cooking every day.

Bai Xiaochu started practicing cooking after National Day and prepared for this meal for a long time. Seeing Fang Chusheng eating with such relish, she felt that it was all worth it.

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Next to a trash can in a residential area near the university of science and technology.

Fang Xiaoxiao stared into thought as she looked at the potato stew with beef bubbling on the ground, the still-floating fried shrimp, and the dark green vegetables.

"Woof woof woof~"

Suddenly, a dirty little gray dog ​​ran over.

It sniffed at the food and looked disgusted.

But it had been hungry for too long, and after struggling for a long time, it decided to die of hunger.

"Waaah~"

It had barely taken a bite when it let out a scream and collapsed to the ground, its limbs convulsing.

"Ah, this..." Fang Xiaoxiao was completely stunned. After a moment, she said, "My young mom's cooking is so bad that even a dog wouldn't eat it. Luckily, my cooking skills come from my young dad."

After saying that, she threw the food on the ground into the trash can to prevent other stray cats and dogs from accidentally eating it and getting poisoned.

Next, she took the little gray dog ​​to the vet for a check-up. Fortunately, the little gray dog ​​hadn't eaten too much and was fine.

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A classroom at a university of science and technology.

Fang Chusheng was unaware of what had happened in the neighborhood. After finishing his meal, he leaned back lazily in his chair.

Xiao Bai closed the lunchbox and put it in the lunchbox bag, then walked to the blackboard and said, "A-Fang, do you remember when we made blackboard newspapers in high school?"

"I remember, you were the class monitor, and you insisted on making the blackboard newspaper with me."

Fang Chusheng's feelings were complicated as he recalled the past.

He wanted to go find Xie Yuwei, but Bai Xiaochu forced him to stay and draw on the blackboard.

"There's nothing we can do; your handwriting is the best in the class."

Bai Xiaochu stuck out her tongue; she actually didn't want Fang Chusheng to go to Xie Yuwei.

"Is it wrong to write characters well?"

Fang Chusheng helplessly spread his hands. He learned his handwriting from his grandfather. He lived with his grandfather before he started elementary school. Although his grandfather was not a great calligrapher, people in the village would ask him to write couplets for festivals. He was very good at writing calligraphy.

When he was little, he didn't have many toys, so he practiced calligraphy with his grandfather, and over time he became quite proficient at it.

Bai Xiaochu picked up the chalk and wrote the three characters "Fang Chusheng" on the black and white chalk, then asked, "How's my chalk handwriting now?"

"Mada Madada Ne".

Fang Chusheng stood up, walked to the front of the podium, and wrote the three characters "Bai Xiaochu" next to the three characters "Fang Chusheng".