In the third grade, my academic performance has slipped a little, and I have learned more and more things. Especially in Chinese, the Chinese score slipped below 90 points for the first time, and the mathematics was fine.

"Hey, this kid's language grades just can't go up. Mother sighed and said to father. "Well, it's always bad for him to write essays. Father said. "He also keeps a diary every day, why can't you go up if you say your writing level?!" said her mother. "Who knows. The father replied and said, "The children of the Jianjun family learn well. The mother said: "Then, several children in Jianjun's family are not bad at studying, Cong Cong is in the same grade as him, and everyone is the first and second in the grade in the back exam." I took the first place in the exam last time. "What kind of school is that person? Father asked. "She usually got perfect marks in math and 98 or 99 in Chinese. I also asked people, Cong Cong also writes a diary every day, and he learns the same. Mother said.

Jianjun is his father's co-worker and fellow countryman, so it is inevitable that they will interact more with each other. He has three daughters, the eldest Yuanyuan is in the fourth grade, the second is in the third grade, and the third is just in the first grade like his younger sister. I don't know what to say about what my parents said. It seems that in every class, the first few people in the study are generally girls, and the same is true in our class, the first two are always the two fixed girls, and the boys can occasionally get a third place. It can only be said that at such an age in elementary school, boys are not as smart as girls.

"You study hard, too. "My mother told me. "Oh•••••• I've studied hard. I muttered in a whisper. "Just study like this?" said the mother, a little angry.

My mother sometimes took my sister and me to visit the village's house on weekends. I don't like to go to Jianjun's house, because their family is all girls and they don't have anything to play with, and they study so well that they don't feel the same together. There is also a co-worker of my father in the west of the town, who is also a fellow villager named Xuezhong, and his son's name is Zhonghua. I like to go to China's house with my mother to play, and that kid is worse than me in learning.

Once when I went to Zhonghua's house, the kid was eating. When you eat noodles, you may have an uncomfortable nose, and when you just eat a noodle in your mouth, a nozzle comes out, and a noodle comes out of one of your two nostrils. The mother smiled from ear to ear, and teased and said to the Chinese mother: "Your child is so powerful, ordinary people can't do it." Zhonghua's mother also laughed non-stop, pulling out Zhonghua while laughing, letting Zhonghua bend over and pat him on the back, wipe his face with toilet paper, and said with a smile: "What are you panicking about, there is still in the pot, and no one is robbing you." Listening to Zhonghua's mother, the mother said: "I Long was also happy at that time, I gave him an apple after eating, I was too full to eat the apple, and I sat on the kang with the apple in my hand and cried anxiously." "Hahaha~~~ Talking about his son's troubles, and laughing with others haha, I really don't know what my mother thinks. Crucially, why don't I remember this••••••

In his spare time, his father and his co-workers enjoyed playing chess. When they play chess, we kids like to watch and ask questions from time to time. Slowly, I also learned to play chess. At the beginning of the meeting, pestering my father and me, my father couldn't pester me, so he played a few games with me, and I was often killed by my father very quickly, and there would be such a situation, my father pinched my son one by one, and then I lost. After playing a few games, my father was reluctant to play with me, and my father said that I was a stinky chess basket and that it was boring to play.

China is also a stinky chess basket, and we smell very similar. When they met to kill a game, this kid in China played chess and went to the double cannon to swing, and he didn't care about anything. As long as I guard against his three-plate axe, that's it. The level of both of them is not high, and they really kill you to the death. My father and uncle Xuezhong were not interested in playing chess with China, and often as soon as we opened the game, people would go and talk.

I once asked my father how to play chess well, but my father only said, "Three moves without leaving the rook is a stinky chess." "Oh~~~ I see. Later, when I got off, I wanted to get out of the car quickly, but I found that this car was not so good••••••

My father and his co-workers did not live in the unit, but either the family was crammed into a bungalow like my family, or they lived in a cave. The standard of living with fewer children can be better, like Zhonghua, their family only has one child in China, which is much better than my family. Most of them are two or more children, and it feels like everyone is about the same.

People live to eat, and my mother also found a little work that winter. Wang Lei's mother had something, so I asked my mother to work for her for more than a month and earn money for my mother. Mother said: "Wang Lei's mother is a regular worker, and she doesn't want to ask for leave to delay her work, so she asks me to take the shift." The father said, "That is, if she doesn't go to work for two months, there may be a change in her job or something." Maybe her work was done by someone else, and she could only arrange it when she went back. "Oh. The mother replied, and said, "Then we have to do a good job for others, right, we can't spoil other people's work, right?" The father said, "Just do it seriously, and when the time comes, someone else will do it, and it won't be yours." "Well," said the mother, sighing, "if I could find some work, we would be better off." "What are you talking about? Father said to Mother.

My mother had to go to work, so she sometimes didn't have time to cook for my sister and me in the morning. When it's too late, give me a dollar and let my sister and I go to a street stall to drink a bowl of dumpling noodles for each person. Dumpling noodles cost 5 cents a bowl, and the soup already exudes the fragrance of vinegar, but there are still vinegar bottles on the table. Shanxi people can't do without vinegar, there is a saying that Shanxi people don't pay vinegar when they fight wars.

Every time I drink it, I like to pour a lot of vinegar and then put a lot of chili peppers, and it tastes very refreshing. A bowl of noodles is eaten after a few bites, and then the soup is drunk. At this time, my sister had just eaten a little, and I sat next to her and watched her and waited for her to finish. My sister is still so meaty, she still eats so slowly, and the amount of food is still so small. She often couldn't finish her meal and then pushed the bowl to me. Usually I ask her, I'm afraid that she won't eat in a hurry, and if I'm sure she doesn't eat, I'll eat the rest of her. My sister doesn't put chili peppers in her meals, and when I take the rest of her meal, I always put them again. There was a small half bowl of dumplings left, so I put a small half bottle of chili peppers, and I also poured vinegar. When I was eating, the proprietress who pressed the noodles stopped what she was doing.

Although the noodles are delicious, they are not eaten enough at home. In late autumn and early winter, a new noodle restaurant was opened in the unit building complex south of the school. On the second day of the opening, my mother said to me, "You can go there for breakfast, it is cheap when it first opens, a bowl of fried noodles with shredded pork for one dollar, and no money for millet soup." "Oh, yes. I said. Then I took the dollar my mother gave me and went.

There is no soup in the fried noodles, it is dry, but fortunately there is free millet soup to eat. I had two bowls of millet soup for one bowl of noodles. After eating, I wiped my mouth, and I took out a dollar and said to the boss, "Give you the money." The boss, a young woman, took the money and asked me, "What did you eat?" and I said, "I ate one bowl of noodles and drank two bowls of millet soup." "Oh, two cents a piece. She said. "Isn't ••••••• noodles one piece?" I said, looking at her. "Noodles are a dollar, but millet soup is a dime a bowl," she said. "Ah, doesn't millet soup cost money?" I said with some embarrassment. I don't have any money other than that dollar, and I really don't know what to do when my boss looks at me. I cautiously told her, "I'll just take a dollar•••••• it's gone." The boss looked at me and asked, "You're a student from the north, aren't you?" I said, "Aang, yes." Then she smiled and said, "No, forget it." Then he put the dollar away. Hearing her say that, I replied, "Oh, good. Then he hurriedly went out and walked out. After going out, he shook his head awkwardly and smiled, so embarrassed.

When I got home, I told my mother, "Mom, people ask for money for rice soup." A dime a bowl. "Oh, you drank?" asked the mother. "I drank two bowls. I said. "Then what did you do?" asked my mother. I said, "I said I didn't have it, so I brought a dollar." People don't have anything to do, just say that's it, I'll come back. The mother smiled and said, "It's okay." I was speechless. What a pit son••••••