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After a day of military training, Yan Qiuyi was actually not as tired as she thought, and she got used to the hot temperature outside, and she felt that the military training was not so unbearable.

Washing off the white vinegar egg liquid that dried on his face, and glancing at the red kissed by the scorching sun that still remained on his face in the mirror, Yan Qiuyi decisively went to the kitchen and cut a cucumber and pasted it one by one.

When Yan Xialiang slammed the door and came in, Yan Qiuyi turned around slowly and stared at him expressionlessly, with a hint of weird color on his red and green face.

"Mom!" Yan Xialiang took two steps back. Then he turned his head and shouted, "Mom and Dad, look at my sister." ”

Xia Qiu responded: "What, I'm shocked, oh Yiyi, what are you doing here?"

Yan Zhengze followed behind and was also shocked when he saw something on Yan Qiuyi's face, "What is this?" ”

Yan Qiuyi pouted, there were only three cucumbers left at home, and she still wanted to keep the cold dishes for tomorrow morning, so she cut half a cucumber and cut a juicy tomato to make do.

So the face is indeed a bit miserable......

"My military training is all red, and it hurts hot, so I have to replenish water and whiten!"

Her skin type is a little more special, Xu inherited Yan Zhengze and Xia Qiu, she has been white and clean since she was a child, even if she is exposed to the sun and is not as black as ordinary people, she will have a red scale on her body, and it is as uncomfortable as being dipped in chili oil.

Yan Zhengze tried his best not to express any opinion on this matter, "How is your military training?"

"It's okay, the exercise is also a little effective, it's not as uncomfortable as I imagined, it's just a word tired, you don't know. Dad, our instructor is like falling out of love, and he tempers us hard. Yan Qiuyi pulled Yan Zhengze to sit on the sofa, "The class next door has rested twice, and our class is still standing there in a military posture." ”

But there is something to be happy about......

"Fortunately, I don't live on campus, and I heard that the dormitory students have to urgently gather at night to sort out housekeeping or something. ”

Yan Zhengze and Xia Qiu deliberately went home early to comfort Yan Qiuyi, a military training student at home, and Xia Qiu looked Yan Qiuyi up and down distressedly. Touched her neck, whose red color had not yet completely faded. I thought about making something delicious to make up for my daughter.

Yan Xialiang went to the house to read, this child has been incredibly obedient recently, and he can automatically and consciously read and study without anyone saying anything.

Yan Zhengze gave Yan Qiuyi a political lesson in the living room. From "thinking about the 20,000 years of the Long March" to the political significance of military training, from the unwavering combat hero Huang Jiguang to the national hero Qi Jiguang who led the Qi family army to fight against the Japanese invaders, from Dong Cunrui sacrificing himself to bomb the bunker to Lei Feng serving the people, the central idea is one.

-- The girl's military training is not bitter or tired, it's fun, stick to it, dad is optimistic about you!

In the end, seeing that Yan Qiuyi was crazy, Yan Zhengze said a word. "Your brother said that he was looking for you. ”

Yan Qiuyi was like a carp standing up like a pardon and was about to rush out of the door from the sofa.

Yan Zhengze stopped the girl who was stunned and rushed out: "Yiyi ......"

Yan Qiuyi turned around: "Huh?"

Yan Zhengze's hand shook around his face, "Wash the red and green on your face first." ”

She didn't think it was necessary. But I was worried that Grandma Song would be scared, so I could only come back in a huff, look in the mirror, and feel that it was almost dry. Pick the cucumber slices and tomato slices and prepare to wash your face.

In the kitchen, Xia Qiu heard the movement and shouted from afar, "Yiyi, don't throw the cucumber slices in the toilet......"

Yan Qiuyi replied vaguely.5./books/0/296/

Reborn the Red Years. Turn on the faucet and start washing your face, and look in the mirror after washing - I don't know if it's my own delusion. It feels like it's a little whiter, and the red is gone. She ran out and asked Daddy Yan.

"Dad, am I in vain?"

Yan Zhengze glanced at Yan Qiuyi's little face by himself through the light, and felt that he had not come to the same conclusion as Yan Qiuyi, but with a sincere heart as a father, he still said the truth: "It's whiter than your mother!"

"I knew it!"

Yan Qiuyi, who got the result, kissed Yan Zhengze, went to apply the after-sun repair solution with satisfaction, and left the house when he cleaned up.

The moment she knocked on the door of Grandma Song's house, she suddenly reacted, she was the whitest in their family, and her father was fooling her!

It was Song Lin who opened the door, "Yiyi, come in." ”

In the living room sat Song Qian and an uncle he didn't know, Yan Qiuyi smiled and called out, and the uncle followed Song Lin into his room.

"Thank you, Brother Linlin. Taking the apple that Song Lin had peeled for her, Yan Qiuyi took a bite and asked.

Song Lin's room is very clean, because he lives with Grandma Song most of the time, so his things are basically here. There was a math book spread out on the table, and Yan Qiuyi looked at it.

"Isn't this calculus, Brother Lin?"

It's been a whole school year of calculus, well, and high math, line algebra, discrete, and c-language.

Song Lin was stunned for a moment, "The little girl knows a lot!"

"I saw it at Brother Junyang's back again. In a few breaths, Yan Qiuyi had already found an excuse for the words he had just blurted out.

Xiao Junyang is still very useful many times.

Sure enough, Song Lin's eyes lit up, and he didn't say anything more.

The last time Xiao Junyang came to their house, wasn't it Song Lin who brought him in, Yan Qiuyi felt Song Lin's deep admiration for Xiao Junyang from Yan Xialiang's description.

It is estimated that in his previous life, he was influenced by Xiao Junyang when he was admitted to the military school.

Song Lin, like An An, started his third year of high school, and now he has begun to prepare for his future in advance, learning the knowledge that he only learned in college in advance.

"Brother Linlin, what are you looking for me?" Yan Qiuyi took another bite of the apple "click", this apple is quite crisp.

Song Lin stood up and took out a large stack of thick books and test papers from the bookcase.

"You started the class after the military training, this is the notes I compiled when I was in class, and there is a stack of bound test papers. When he went home, he found out all these and brought them over, in Song Lin's eyes, Yan Qiuyi was serious and careful, these notes and test papers would definitely be of good use in her hands.

Boom......

Brother Linlin is so warm, so warm!

Yan Qiuyi took it with a full face, which can almost be described as grateful. Then she began to listen to Song Lin talk about some precautions in the seventeenth middle school, the general teaching style of the school teachers, and so on.

She listened attentively, and began to think back to the whereabouts of those textbooks, notebooks, and test papers when she was in junior high school, as if she ...... She didn't take many notes, she just wrote down the books, right? And as soon as she went to high school, Yan's father completely forgot that there was a Yan Xialiang at home, so he directly sold her books as waste paper, one dime a pound or two cents a pound?

(Thank you for the reward, love you) (To be continued.) )