The next day.
In the morning.
"Zhang Ye, wake up." Chenchen pushed him.
Zhang Ye rolled over and said drowsily, "Don't disturb me."
Chenchen pushed harder and said, "Zhang Ye, get up. Zhang Ye, get up."
Chenchen was like a little alarm clock and proved to be more effective than any other alarm clock. Zhang Ye was so affected that he could not sleep anymore and helplessly got out of the bed while yawning away. He then went out to buy breakfast for Chenchen without even washing his face.
At a stall selling breakfast outside the district.
Many people were sitting in the open air area and enjoying their breakfast.
"Yo, Little Zhang."
"Teacher Zhang, you're awake?"
"Good morning, Teacher Zhang."
"Brother Zhang, you're here for breakfast?"
The old neighbors and the vendor of the breakfast stall greeted Zhang Ye in the way they always did.
