After class, Lin Miao finally knew what the breakfast girl was called.

Zhu Peici, who is still Mr. Zhu's family, sounds a bit like the name of a certain actress in Wanwan later.

The little girl politely came to thank Lin Miao, but she was embarrassed to say too much, after all, she had already lost face, so after thanking her, she hurriedly walked out of the classroom, blushing as if she was having a fever.

It's just that Miss Zhu definitely didn't expect that she was not the only one who shouted to quit this morning.

The two girls in the class that Teacher Ye brought were really unable to keep up with the level of the municipal competition, and after class, Teacher Ye earnestly commented that "the level will definitely not be able to enter the city finals", and their self-esteem was destroyed on the spot. One of the girls, who obviously had a very good background in her family, cried and went to the commissary downstairs to make a phone call, not only calling her parents and school teachers, but even calling the leaders of the Education Bureau in charge of the competition.

In the end, after friendly consultations, the little girl with a very good background in the family withdrew from the district training team on the grounds of physical discomfort, while the other girl was more unlucky, although she was also very unwell, and even mentally unwell, but the certificate of withdrawal that she was forced to sign was written "voluntary withdrawal". It is estimated that when he returns home, the child will have to be taught a lesson by his parents, and it is very likely that he will be spurned, despised, ridiculed, criticized, criticized, ravaged, whipped, dripped wax, and Aruba by school teachers and classmates......

In the end, with hatred for school and despair of humanity, he left elementary school forever......

Entering junior high school......

It's a pity that when the two sides were negotiating, Lin Miao had already gone out to eat.

That's why he couldn't complete the double kill achievement of the [Save the Lost Girl] quest.

Lin Miao walked from Hubin Road for more than ten minutes to the bus station on Oucheng Road, found a fast food restaurant, and ate a boxed lunch that was one dollar more expensive than Xicheng Street. After eating, he went back the same way and returned to the Children's Palace.

Out of personal special needs, Lin Miao specially asked Teacher Zhu for the key to the men's duty room in the Children's Palace.

He slept in it at noon, and after getting up, he continued to write "Miscellaneous Conversations in the Small Courtyard" directly in the duty room.

I wrote until I stopped writing in the evening, and I didn't go out to eat dinner again.

Lin Miao locked the door of the duty room and went to the piano classroom early.

Then he waited until Zhong Chuhui appeared and brought him two big meat buns.

A bun is a dollar, Lin Miao is quite sensible and resolute to pay for it, after all, white food is not long after eating, and he can't take advantage of the teacher every weekend.

……

A week passed in peace.

The last day of October was Monday, and Lin Miao's family ushered in a small event.

Since the original factory closed down, Jiang Ping, who had been bought out of service, took a full 4 years of rest at home, and finally stepped into the society again, entered the streets of Xicheng, and became a glorious street temporary worker.

Lin Guorong's face in the street is indeed big enough, and Jiang Ping was directly stuffed into the party and government office on the top floor of the street.

The party and government office is the neighborhood office, which is responsible for managing the daily affairs of the neighborhood, and individual posts are also directly responsible to the first and second leaders of the neighborhood. However, of course, Jiang Ping does not have this level and ability, and the job assigned to her by the street is very simple, that is, she is responsible for scheduling the personnel on duty every night and weekend.

There are two advantages to this job, the first is that you can quickly mingle with the people in the whole street, because there will be a huge number of people in the unit who ask for shift transfer every month, so you can't escape direct contact with Jiang Ping. The second is that this job is actually quite leisurely, usually after the shift is scheduled on Monday, it is basically fine after that, and it is very easy.

Jiang Ping used to be a worker in a state-owned enterprise, and she was already very familiar with the environment of the system, and with the support of Lin Guorong, the "second largest middle-level cadre in the street" whose power was second only to that of the director of the party and government office, after going to work at the unit for two days, she was completely accustomed to the new rhythm of life.

So from the third day of work, Jiang Ping began to take Lin Miao to eat on the street in a bright and bright manner.

Jiang Ping usually went out before Lin Guorong and took Lin Miao directly to the street.

There is no meal ticket for breakfast in the street, and many street workers bring their children to eat together. As far as the eye can see, a school uniform. Xicheng Primary School accounts for the majority, Bailifang Primary School also has a lot, and even the school uniforms of the Eighteenth Middle School can occasionally see one or two.

After breakfast, Lin Miao walked to school by herself.

From the office building on Xicheng Street to the school, the distance is only half of the past from Tianji Lane, and there are not too many friends in the same company, these parents are all very relieved.

The process of eating breakfast is similar, but there is an extra prop like a meal ticket.

Each employee in Xicheng Street has a fixed amount of internal meal tickets, and they need to eat with tickets for lunch.

The denomination of a ticket is 5 yuan, and a ticket is a meal.

Lin Guorong, as a share-level cadre, is much better treated than ordinary employees.

His total monthly meal ticket subsidy is 180 yuan, which is equivalent to eating 36 lunches for nothing every month. But obviously, because there are no 36 days a month at all, plus he doesn't go to work on Sundays, and occasionally the office goes out to the restaurant en masse, or goes to other units to have a meal, Lin Guorong can probably get 14 or 5 more meal tickets a month.

Originally, Lin Guorong's way to deal with these extra meal tickets was either to give them to temporary workers in his own department, or to directly tear up the paper flowers and play with them. But now that the whole family has come to the unit for dinner, these extra tickets are finally not redundant.

Of course, Jiang Ping also has a meal ticket, but her meal ticket subsidy is only 120 yuan a month, which is equivalent to 24 lunches. At the end of the month, I am afraid that I will have to pay for the unit of five or ten yuan - of course, in practice, this kind of thing is almost impossible to happen.

After all, the leaders in the department are not bad at writing, these extra meal tickets in their hands were originally issued for this situation, if Jiang Ping has no tickets, as long as he shouts in the unit, not to mention that it is so exaggerated to collect a set of one hundred and eight generals, but it should be no problem to gather a set of gourd babies.

In addition, as for Lin Miao's lunch shortage, there are also people in Xicheng Street who are willing to sponsor it for free.

Let's say, Hu Jianhui.

The family's expenses suddenly decreased a lot, and life seemed much more comfortable.

Jiang Ping was in a good mood and was much gentler to Lin Guorong.

Lin Miao slept soundly for two nights in a row but was woken up by the big bed next door, how embarrassed she was in her heart, anyone who experienced this situation when she was a child should be able to deeply understand it.

On November 3, Lin Miao waited for her 7th birthday in a harmonious atmosphere.

Lin Guorong and Jiang Ping went to buy him a cake after work, which was relatively foreign in 94.

In the evening, the two of them stopped by and directly picked up Lin Miao from school.

On the way, Lin Guorong also gave Lin Miao 50 yuan and asked Lin Miao to buy gifts by herself. Lin Miao was not polite to her father, walked to the stationery store at the intersection of Lianjiang Road, put the fifty yuan bill on the counter, and bought a basketball made of pure cowhide.

The owner of the shop was very impressed with Lin Miao, and last time he suspected that Lin Miao's fifty yuan was stolen from the family, but this time when he saw Lin Guorong and Jiang Ping, he finally knew that this was really a pet in the child's family. This basketball has been hanging in the store for almost 2 years, and he didn't expect to sell it, but today it was finally taken away by Lin Miao.

When he got home, Lin Guorong went out to buy cooked food and beer again, and Jiang Ping smiled and lit the candles that came with the cake one by one.

In Lin Miao's impression, he seems to have only had a birthday like this once.

Later, Lin Guorong had an accident, and he never had a decent birthday.

Even if he later entered the agency and his life began to improve, he still did not have the habit of celebrating his birthday.

Every day, he would always deliberately avoid some memories, and sometimes even really forget about this day completely, and when he came back to his senses, he found that his birthday had passed for several days, and then he smiled with relief, and his heart was extremely calm.

When Lin Guorong returned from the vegetable market with several bags of cooked food and a bucket of beer, Jiang Ping had already planted the candles.

The family closed the door and turned off the lights.

Under the glowing candlelight, Lin Miao's eyes were a little moist.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and silently made a wish to the candle: "I hope this life ...... I can have a good daughter-in-law who is smart and sensible, well-behaved and obedient, cheerful, fair-skinned and beautiful, convex and backward, long legs and thin waist, soft body, delicate temperament, sullen in heart, unrestrained in operation, worships me, loves me, and is loyal to me......"

Thinking of this, the candle on the cake suddenly flickered without wind.

As soon as Lin Miao opened his eyes, he saw that the candle had gone out by itself, and he couldn't help but be stupid.

I'm grass, director, what does this mean?

I haven't blown it yet!