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After that day, Lu Yichen knew that Lu Qinghe's home was Wanlu Supermarket, which was not far from the hospital.

I ran to her house to play at two ends for three days, and he said a lot of things or things he liked. This little girl named Lu Qinghe has actually heard of it.

"Computers, you know what? It's about the same as a TV, and the stuff in it is really exciting. There's everything, only what you can't think of. ”

Lu Yichen actually wanted to find some sense of storage in this little child, and he had never taken the initiative to play with children. But this little girl named Lu Qinghe, no matter how you tease her, she looks at you like a fool. Computers have also slowly become popular in rich families in Suoyang City in recent years.

He himself has only been learning for two years, Lu Yichen knows that Lu Qinghe's family only has a black and white TV, and she can learn such a standard Mandarin in a broken TV set like black and white, even his grandfather and his father praised Lu Qinghe for being smart.

"You know, you can still surf the Internet, what's it called Intel ears, right? What's so great that we'll have here in the future. ”

Lu Qinghe is right, it's just that Niubi Middle School in Yuyun Township was in her previous life, she graduated from junior high school, and the school was donated by a group of well-meaning successful people. Later, when she went to high school, she never went to an Internet café like her classmates. The real contact with computers was almost in college.

The most used computer is to watch TV, watch cartoons, read novels, watch movies, and listen to music.

In her previous life, after she gave birth to a daughter, she was completely daughter-oriented, and she learned whatever her daughter liked; After her daughter started nursery, she spent her time reading novels. Listen to music to pass the time.

"It's not Intel, it's Intennet. Come and learn from my brother, Intennet" Lu Yichen has been in contact for a few days, knocking left and right to inquire. I heard a lot of gossip about Lu Qinghe from many adults in Lingu Village.

For example, Lu Qinghe had a high fever when she was a child and burned into an idiot, and even the kindergarten teacher was unwilling to accept her.

For example, Lu Qinghe was almost given away by his grandmother and mother.

Like what. Lu Qinghe is very smart, and the poems he has learned can be memorized almost once he listens to them.

For example, Lu Qinghe will not live to be five years old.

For example, Lu Qinghe has been wearing hundreds of clothes and eating hundreds of meals since he was a child.

For example, Lu Qinghe's father was a special loser for her.

For example, Lu Qinghe can't learn pinyin and can't pronounce any letters.

In short, a lot, a lot. As much as Lu Yichen became more and more excited about Lu Qinghe. When she learned that Lu Qinghe could listen to someone else's poem once, and she would be able to repeat it, Lu Yichen really pulled Lu Qinghe to his father Lu Zheheng and tried it.

As a result, he was criticized by his father, and Lu Qinghe was praised by his father.

"Learn, it's very simple. This is not called pinyin, it is called English. You watch TV every day to learn Mandarin, why don't you learn English, it's especially easy to learn. The more Lu Yichen spoke, the more proud he became. You little brat, you can't do it. Look, my brother is better than you.

Lu Yichen taught Lu Qinghe with a smile while proudly, and also said simple daily English on the side. That's called a slip. Lu Qiang and Zhang Yimei, who were busy arranging goods, felt very novel when they heard Lu Yichen speak English, and they stopped to listen for a while.

was praised by Lu Qiang, if Lu Yichen had a tail behind him, Lu Qinghe was sure. It's going to be a stilt.

After teaching for almost ten minutes, Lu Qinghe's hard mouth was not opened.

Lu Yichen was hit by Lu Qinghe's reaction, and then gently pushed her: "Qinghe, can't you really learn?" With such a simple English, I tell you that many kindergartens in Suoyang City have begun to teach English. In the future, when I go to junior high school, there will be such content. You don't always go to junior high school, and you get a zero score in English in high school, right? ”

Lu Yichen can't figure it out, he can memorize the poem after listening to it once, why can't he speak pinyin and English?

What a strange problem!

Speaking of scoring zero, Lu Yichen thought that the Chinese language for a year is not all pinyin?

"You can't do this, what will you do when you go to the first grade in the future? When you reach the third grade, there won't be much Chinese pinyin, you won't sue me, and you will skip a grade directly in school in the future, right? ”

Lu Yichen inexplicably felt that such a cute and stupid Lu Qinghe, after going to elementary school, he would definitely be scolded by the teacher, right?

Acceleration?

"Oh, I can skip a grade and go to third grade." Lu Qinghe has also thought about this problem, she really can't open her mouth to the pinyin alphabet, she can't open her mouth, and it is impossible to learn it. In the twenty-eight years of his previous life, Lu Qinghe had had enough of learning pinyin and learning English.

As soon as Lu Yichen reminded him like this, Lu Qinghe thought of his cousin Bi Taofeng in his previous life, didn't he jump to the third grade directly after going to the first grade?

Bi Taofeng, who would be in his previous life, was a famous genius prodigy in Yuyun Township Primary School, the first female student to skip a grade.

"No, Qinghe, are you serious? You're only five years old this year, and you won't be able to go to school until you're seven years old. Lu Yichen was flashed by Lu Qinghe's happy, serious and beautiful eyes.

"So what? Anyway, thank you for your construction, you go back, don't run to my house every day. Hurry up and study, or I'll catch up." Lu Qinghe drove Lu Yichen away and began to prepare for the grade skip. She told her family about this in the evening, and Lu Qiang was the first to support it.

The three sisters had different expressions, and they didn't say yes or no, as before.

Zhang Yimei didn't have time to sort out Lu Qinghe, no matter how she played, Zhang Yimei had a little daughter in her eyes.

"Meizhi, you will find out your first-grade and second-grade books later, and then take the time to tutor Qinghe." Lu Qiang directly asked the third daughter to find out the old books and not to mention, and also increased the weight of Lu Qinghe's learning, in addition to learning Chinese characters at night, he also had to memorize Song words.

"Meizhi, you sweep the ground, Qinghe has to learn."

"Meizhi, peel an apple for Qinghe, remember to cut it into slices, and let her study hard."

"Meizhi, I'll wash Qinghe's clothes for a while, and the clothes are dirty after playing all day today."

"Meizhi, walk quietly, don't make noise to Qinghe to take a nap."

In the days that followed, the eldest sister and the second sister were busy with housework and the steamed bun shop. Lu Meizhi stayed in the supermarket like Lu Qinghe, and always saw the third daughter who was idle. Lu Qiang instructed her how to take care of Qinghe's younger sister. And how to be careful, don't make noise to Qinghe.

One day, two days. This has been the case almost every day for three days, and Lu Meizhi's opinion of Lu Qinghe's sister is getting bigger and bigger.

"Miyuki, are you alright?" Lu Yunzhi saw that the third sister always looked at the box under the bed, and she, like the eldest sister, found the third sister's hatred for the fourth sister. Clearly. Xiao Si is very good to them, and he is also very well-behaved. I study every day, and I will go to the hospital to play with Lu Yichen's new friend.

If there is good food, I will still bring it back and share it with them, and the portion given to the third sister is much larger than that of her and the eldest sister. Why is the third sister still not a nose for the fourth child?

"It's okay."

Lu Meizhi is fine, but she has been curious about the few wooden boxes under the bed for a long time.

The day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the little fat man and his father came back from vacation and lived directly in Lu Qinghe's house.

"You're really not going to come in with me?"

Zhang Yimei stood at the entrance of Qingyuan Village with her youngest daughter and eldest daughter in her arms. Lu Qiang packed the ducks, fruits, and meat tied to the motorcycle for the festival into blue and handed them over to his eldest daughter to carry.

"I'll be waiting for you here at six o'clock." Lu Qiang started the motorcycle and left.

Seeing the dust on the muddy road with the sound of motorcycles, Zhang Yimei took a few deep breaths and said to the eldest daughter who was carrying two big blue sons behind her: "Let's go, if you don't want to talk, help me hold your sister." "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I need to go back to my mother's house to pay tribute.

As a result, after such a fuss on the first day of the Lunar New Year last year, the four daughters refused to come, and Lu Qiang only entered the village. Zhang Yimei listened to what her mother said. Lao Zuo often delivers goods to Qingyuan Village, passing by his house several times, and never taking the initiative to say hello when he meets them.

It's like a stranger.

treats her mother's family like this, what can Zhang Yimei do to Lao Zuo?

"Mom." Suddenly, Lu Baozhi stopped and called out to his mother.

"How?" Zhang Yimei gave out a free hand. He quickly wiped his face, and the sorrow on his cheeks disappeared instantly.

Lu Baozhi thought about it, and finally didn't say anything and shook his head. Looking at the back of my mother holding my sister, it took a while before I quickly followed.

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"Hey, Qinghe, who is this little fat man?"

Lu Yichen ran to Lu Qinghe's house and saw her being held by a little fat man, talking about something.

"Fourth sister, did you write the two letters that asked my father to bring them back?" When I arrived at the fourth sister's house last night, it was already more than nine o'clock, Xie Zilong was forcibly not allowed to disturb the fourth sister by his father, and this morning, he pestered the fourth sister and asked twice, and the result was.

But the little fat man didn't believe it, he took the two letters to the curator and the master to read, and he told himself that the letters of the fourth sister were written by two people. The words in the letters that the little fat man received before are likely to be ghostwriters. And this time, the letter that his father helped him bring back, the shortest few words, is more likely to be written by the fourth sister who remembered it temporarily.

"Brother Zilong, it's me, both letters are me." Annoyed by the question, Lu Qinghe was a little relieving. She thought that if she was careless for a while, the little fat man would not find anything. Lu Qinghe forgot about it, and now the little fat man is the calligraphy of the old curator and a disciple of Chinese painting.

The handwriting, the little fat man can't see it, the old curator is all fine, can he see it?

A capital mess!

"Ah, Brother Zilong, this is Lu Yichen, the great-grandson of Teacher Lu. One year older than you, you must have a lot of topics, Brother Zilong will play with him for a while, I have a stomachache. Oh, it hurts, I'll go to the toilet first. Lu Qinghe was very shameless, pushed Lu Yichen to the little fat man, and squatted in the toilet as if he was running away.

Holding toilet paper and squatting in the toilet, the more Lu Qinghe thought about it, the more he felt that he was in a bag.

Even a little kid like a fat man can't handle it.

Lu Yichen saw that Lu Qinghe, the little girl, ran away so reluctantly, he was very familiar with people, and patted the little fat man on the shoulder: "Little fat man, you are Xie Zilong who corresponds with Qinghe every week?" You said, why did your father simply change your surname to Zhao Zilong, how majestic and domineering! ”

The little fat man waved his fat hand and slapped Lu Yichen's hand away, his eyes still chasing the fourth sister. Seeing that the fourth sister really ran in the direction of the toilet, he gave a little attention to the great-grandson of Teacher Lu. frowned: "You are the fourth sister said that Lu Yichen, who makes her hate and loves stinky beauty?" ”

Not handsome at all!

Not fat at all!

It's so stinky and beautiful at a young age, and it's really as annoying as the fourth sister said.

"What? Lu Qinghe she wrote to sù you, hate me? Do you still say I love stinky beauty? You know, I call it falling in love with myself. But, little fat man, why are you called the fourth sister of Qinghe? is so affectionate, do you like Lu Qinghe, a tomboy? ”

I don't go to school every day, I still have short haircuts, and I have the same skin as a boy, isn't it a tomboy?

Lu Yichen didn't dare to shout in front of Lu Qinghe, otherwise he would be kicked out of the door.

"I like to like the fourth sister since I was a child, don't rob me. I sue you, the fourth sister likes me, she said that the fat man is the cutest. The little fat man thought of the letter, and the fourth sister felt sorry for how many pounds she had lost. also said that she likes her chubby self the most.

"Poof"

"Ahahaha"

After Lu Yichen heard the little fat man finish speaking, he suddenly laughed like crazy, laughed so much that his waist was bent, and his left hand was on the little fat man's shoulder, laughing and saying, "Little fat man, you are really stupid and cute." No wonder Qinghe said that he likes you who are chubby, you see that your fat face is pinched, it is indeed more fleshy than Qinghe's face. ”

After laughing, he pinched two handfuls of the little fat man's face and rubbed them vigorously.

Seeing that the little fat man was about to get angry, Lu Yichen immediately let go and took a few steps back: "Hey, little fat man, you still want to do it, I'm kidding." "I didn't forget to comb my hair.

"Don't call me a fat man, or I'll really beat you." The little fat man really hates this person, if it weren't for the fact that Dad respects Teacher Lu very much, he really wants to beat him. I don't know him well at all, and I dare to do something to myself. If he hadn't come, the fourth sister wouldn't have run to the toilet and be annoyed.

"Okay, okay, then I'll go to Qinghe and call you Zilong? I'm a year older than you, you can call me Brother Chen. Lu Yichen and the two brothers were good, and hugged the little fat man's neck: "You came from the county seat, didn't you bring a birthday gift to Qinghe?" I heard that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is also Qinghe's birthday. ”

"Of course." How could the little fat man forget such an important day? Even if I forget my birthday, I won't forget the birthday of my fourth sister.

That's a gift he's been preparing for a long time.

"Yes, take me and see."

The little fat man was fooled by Lu Yichen like this, and ran to see the surprise that the little fat man prepared for Qinghe.

"Hey, third sister, what are you doing?" Lu Qinghe came out of the toilet and saw the third sister standing in another toilet as if writing something.

"Huh? It's nothing, it's just a casual practice. Startled by Xiao Si, who suddenly made a sound, the chalk in Lu Meizhi's hand fell into the toilet. I hurriedly took the toilet paper and wiped off the words I had just written, and I was a little panicked.

"Oh, then I'll go first." Lu Qinghe replied and left. After turning a corner, he hid not far from the toilet. It is rare to see the third sister so mysterious, Lu Qinghe is a little curious, what the third sister wrote on the toilet door.

After a while, the third sister walked out of the toilet with a relaxed expression on her face.

Lu Qinghe got into the toilet where the third sister stayed just now and closed the door. I saw the words written on the toilet door with colored pen [XXX, you bastard, go to death. 】

It is written in pencil, and the words are so small that they are barely visible. [I will definitely be in the top five of the class next year]

The most chalk words [XXX, I'll fuck you, die the whole family]

There were a lot of swearing words, Lu Qinghe looked for a while before he found the chalk words that had almost been wiped clean, which was the handwriting of the third sister.

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