Xia Fanglian stopped taking the medicine for a while, and her condition did not develop in a worse direction, although she was still a little timid, she never had a more violent reaction, and the original illusions of her fear did not seem to appear, and the time she was awake was even more than before. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xia Yao couldn't help but start to suspect that those medicines not only didn't help Xia Fanglian's condition, but also might have aggravated her condition.

Xia Fanglian's illness is still a time bomb buried at home, but worry is worried, life will have to go on, grandfather's salary will be regularly hit on the card every month, and in the case that Xia Fanglian is not taking medicine now, more than 1,000 yuan a month can at least keep the two of them fed and clothed.

Now is the time for Xia Yao to grow her body, she knows the importance of nutrition at this stage, she specially ordered a milk to drink with Xia Fanglian, and eats an egg with Xia Fanglian every day, vegetables, fruits and meat are necessary every day, and after only a few days, the faces of the two of them are much ruddy.

Xia Yao is not bad at school, although the teacher is still not salty to her, some teachers still make excuses to take her to the punishment station outside the classroom from time to time, but she has a lot of difficult brothers and brothers, every time the punishment station will always sneak to the table tennis table to play, running and jumping with a group of children all day long, so that her personality is cheerful and lively, as if she has really become a ten-year-old child.

As for the group of bad boys she met when she was just reborn, she had no impression at all, the memory of twelve years ago was too far away, she only remembered that she was often beaten by bad boys, there was a group of people in the compound who looked at her unpleasantly, and there was also a group of old bullies in the school, but who it was, she had long forgotten to Java.

I just vaguely remember that every time I was beaten was because of a girl named "Wen Jing", this little girl who was loved by everyone never touched herself, and those "thugs" spontaneously "saw the injustice on the road, punished the evil and promoted the good", but she still can't figure out what kind of hatred this campus goddess who is one grade higher than her and has nothing to do with her, you must know that she doesn't remember what she looks like at all.

"Classmate Xia Yao," after art class, Xia Yao was about to rush out to play ball with Yi Xiaoqi, but was stopped by Yang Guohua.

She replied inexplicably, secretly thinking that she had kept to herself during this time, she was quite serious in class, and she completed every homework seriously, and her recent performance in Xinyuan Primary School could be regarded as an honor student, could it be that the painting she handed in in this class did not suit the mind of this teacher Yang? It's just an art assignment, so you don't have to take it that seriously.

Where would Yang Guohua have thought that her little head would flash so many things in an instant, greeted her with a pleasant face, watched her approach with a wary face, and touched her head lovingly, which caused Xia Yao to get goosebumps.

"Your essay is very well written, and I have already submitted your essay to this essay competition."

Xia Yao was stunned, and then remembered the last essay competition.

"Thank you, teacher." Although she had no hope of winning the award, she still whispered her thanks, she was the first teacher to appreciate her.

"The teacher was very moved when he read your essay, if you have any difficulties, just tell the teacher, do you treat the teacher as a mother?" Yang Guohua straightened her collar and whispered.

She has nothing to do with her, and she doesn't even know what her full name is, how can she be treated as a mother? Xia Yao was secretly funny, she was actually quite tired of this kind of cliché.

However, this Teacher Yang is the teacher with the best attitude towards her, there is no one, she has received very little warmth from strangers in her life, Aunt Jiang is one, and Teacher Yang who speaks to her and Yan Yuese is also one.

She knew that Teacher Yang taught art in the whole school, and among the hundreds of students in the school, he cared so much about her because of that essay? Although moved, the habit she has developed for a long time makes her instinctively wary of everyone around her.

She lowered her head, played with the corners of her clothes, and played the role of an introverted and withdrawn little girl with a difficult life.

"Your handwriting is good, the teacher has a box of pencils and a few homework books here, you can use them first, practice the words well, and when the words are practiced, the teacher will give you a pen." Yang Guohua stuffed the pencil and homework book into her hand, "Okay, let's go play, your friends can't wait." ”

Xia Yao looked at her unexpectedly, Yang Guohua's eyes contained a smile, and the care on her face was genuine, but she always felt that something was wrong, was the aura on her body too sleek and sophisticated? Or is it the edge of ambition in her?

Xia Yao couldn't figure it out, she didn't have anything good on her, no matter what, her kindness at the moment couldn't be faked, and she didn't care so much, so she generously thanked her and put away the stationery.

When Xia Yao ran to the table tennis table, there were people playing on the table, and Yi Xiaoqi stood aside and watched them play.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, and that Teacher Yang scolded you?" As soon as he saw her, he asked with concern.

"No, praise me for my good writing, and hope I will continue to work hard." Xia Yao smiled, his eyes staring at the table tennis balls bouncing on the table.

"Cut, a person who teaches painting still cares about composition?" Yi Xiaoqi expressed his disdain, but at the same time, he was a little weak-hearted, he was a child who didn't like to read, he never listened carefully in class, and his homework was a mess, "The midterm exam is coming soon." ”

"The midterm exam is the midterm exam, are you afraid?" Liu Ke, who was fighting fiercely on the side, laughed loudly.

Yi Xiaoqi was laughed at by him in public, and felt very shameless, "Who is afraid?" Remember, you kid, if you don't copy me in the midterm exam, you're your grandson. ”

Liu Ke is Yi Xiaoqi's tablemate, and he is only a little better than Yi Xiaoqi in terms of learning, Xia Yao and several other children laughed.

"Lose and lose, let me avenge you!" Liu Ke was distracted and lost, and Xia Yao immediately couldn't wait to take his racket and go on the court.

"If you want to copy it, you must copy Xia Yao's." Liu Ke wiped a handful of sweat with his hands and replied, "Isn't your homework just copying her." ”

"Didn't you copy it?"

Xia Yao has always been very diligent in completing her homework, and even wants to go to the bookstore to buy a few exercise books to do, the amount of homework in Xinyuan Primary School is too small, after the homework is done, the textbooks have already been flipped through by her and read a few times, she doesn't know what to do at home at night, and she went to the night market to buy a few cheap old books to pass the time.

Yi Xiaoqi's gang of boys have never liked to do homework, and with Xia Yao's high-quality homework to copy, they are even more lazy to write homework, and they look forward to her coming to school early every morning so that they can copy it for a while.

"Xia Yao, let's say it, you have to copy it for us during the midterm exam." A dark little boy grinned at Xia Yao, he was in the front seat of Xia Yao, Fang Lei's tablemate Zhou Tao.

"When the time comes, I will put the paper on the table, and whether I can copy it depends on your ability." Xia Yao bowed his body and raised his racket to kill a ball fiercely, "Don't expect me to send you a coded note." ”

"Damn! Lost again! Her opponent, Madan, wailed.

Her appearance of dragging 2580,000 yuan not only did not make Yi Xiaoqi feel unhappy, but felt that she was cool and neat, and she was not as hypocritical as other girls at all.

"Let me come, let me come." Yi Xiaoqi squeezed Ma Dan away at once, but before he could hit two balls, the campus bell rang.

"It's five o'clock." Xia Yao hit a ball with his backhand, and Yi Xiaoqi flew over, but still didn't save the ball.

"I'm leaving." Xia Yao threw the racket back to Liu Ke in a chic manner, and put the schoolbag on his shoulder.

"Let's play a little longer." Yi Xiaoqi was hitting Xing's head, "There is still a period of time before the school is cleared." ”

"I still have something to do, you guys can play." Xia Yao waved his hand without looking back.