Yang Jingjing came back from the countryside and never went to the training building, either practicing English at home during the day, or going to the bookstore to buy books and come back to read.

Zhao Jianguo returned to his hometown, no one at home cooked and housework, Zhao Xuefang had to do it herself, fortunately, she could go to the canteen three times a day to make two dishes back to recharge, and Yang Siyan's sister and brother In addition to having a meal at home in the morning, they were directly solved outside at noon and night, and they could cope with it.

Zhao Xuefang is entangled in housework every day, except for sending Yang Jingjing a cup of juice snacks from time to time to enhance her feelings, she does not bother Yang Jingjing at other times, and Yang Jingjing is also happy to be idle.

On this day, Yang Jingjing was concentrating on sitting in front of the table to practice calligraphy, when her stepmother's voice suddenly sounded faintly through the door.

Yang Jingjing didn't hear clearly, and soon there was a knock on the door outside, and the stepmother pushed the door and walked in.

Zhao Xuefang conveyed: "Jingjing, your classmate is calling to find you, go and pick it up." ”

Yang Jingjing hurriedly put down the pen and trotted over to answer the phone.

As soon as she walked with her front foot, Zhao Xuefang went directly into her bedroom with her back foot.

Usually at home, Zhao Xuefang never enters Yang Jingjing's bedroom, on the one hand, to show that she respects the child, and on the other hand, she is afraid that Yang Jingjing will think too much.

After all, Yang Siyan is very disgusted with her going into the bedroom to help clean up now, and she doesn't want her to look at her things.

Zhao Xuefang pushed herself and others, estimating that Yang Jingjing was also in adolescence, and she definitely didn't like others to mess with her own things.

When she entered the house, she didn't move, but just looked at the calligraphy spread out on the table, and she couldn't help but be stunned.

Throughout the paper, Yang Jingjing actually wrote one sentence over and over again: The bigger the person, the more troubles.

Zhao Xuefang looked at Xiang Le, and said in her heart, a little child, what troubles can there be, speaking of troubles, she remembered something, hurriedly went out of Yang Jingjing's house, turned her head and went to the kitchen, planning to wait for a while Yang Jingjing finished calling, and contacted the eldest brother to see when he had time and could come to the house.

On the other end, Yang Jingjing ran to the living room to answer the phone.

"Hello?"

"Yang Jingjing!" Sun Cong'an's voice came from the microphone, Yang Jingjing called out the caller ID and took a look, Sun Cong'an actually called her from the landline at home.

"Hey, didn't you go to the south with your father?" Yang Jingjing was surprised: "When did you come back?"

"Just got home last night. Sun Cong'an was happy on the phone: "I originally planned to leave, but my father's company was temporarily delayed, and it would take two days to have time." ”

Sun Cong'an asked, "Do you have something to do tomorrow?"

"It's fine. Yang Jingjing agreed and asked, "What's wrong?"

Sun Cong'an said: "That's great, I've finished the appointment with Gao Feng, let's go out yesterday, right?"

After the holiday, Yang Jingjing really hadn't seen Gao Feng and Sun Cong'an, anyway, she was idle, she agreed very happily: "Okay, what time is it tomorrow? Where are we meeting?"

Sun Cong'an was very happy: "Tomorrow at half past ten, there is a cold drink shop on Changsheng Road, let's go there and gather." ”

"Okay. Yang Jingjing said, "See you tomorrow." ”

She hung up the phone, only to remember that Gao Feng followed Old Man Gao to the provincial capital, but she didn't expect to be back.

Yang Jingjing thought about it, went back to the house to change her clothes, and picked out another exercise book she had read, and then ran to the kitchen and shouted, "Aunt Zhao, I'm going to play with Gao Feng." ”

Zhao Xuefang hurriedly chased out of the kitchen: "Then will you come back for dinner at noon?"

"I don't eat it. Yang Jingjing replied casually and trotted away.

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