Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Little Abacus in My Heart (1)
Sun Cong'an smashed his head on the table, and it was all loud: "It's really conscienceless, didn't I cry out for you?" It's just a break, we're not afraid of wasting ink, they have to deduct these two points, and they will drag you from the first place in the grade at once, don't you know that as long as you can rank first in the school year, the school will have a reward? ”
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"What reward?"
Sun Cong'an's face was longing: "At the beginning of the new semester, I can stand on the command platform and speak as a student representative on behalf of the whole school year, what a glorious thing." ”
What kind of reward is this, it's a waste of time.
He Anan pondered in his heart.
Syllable!
A bag of fruity toffee was thrown on her desk, He Anan was startled, raised his head, and saw Fan Xuezhi standing on the edge of the table, pouting: "You did well in the exam, this is a reward." ”
A classmate next to him saw it and coaxed: "Hey, hey! Fan Xuezhi, are you buying candy for your family leader? Isn't it a part of the seekers? ”
Fan Xuezhi twisted his head, glared at the classmate with a broken mouth, and killed him directly with his gaze.
Think beautifully! Is the toffee he bought anyone can eat? Big brands, brought back from Hong Kong, delicious, expensive, he is not willing to eat, others want to eat? Dream on!
Fan Xuezhi picked up the candy and stuffed it into He An'an's arms like a calf, and did not forget to warn Sun Cong'an, who was salivating on the side: "Don't worry about it!" ”
Sun Cong'an rolled his eyes, and secretly stabbed He An'an below during class: "At the same table, give me a piece of pink?" I look like strawberry-flavored, so I love strawberry-flavored, let me try it. ”
He Anan was funny, taking advantage of the teacher's inattention, he secretly tore open the outer packaging, except for the pink one, and stuffed a piece of the rest to Sun Cong'an.
Sun Cong'an smiled and bent his eyebrows, like a hamster who had been able to get autumn goods, and smiled.
He An'an's excellent performance in the mid-term exam more and more reflected the plummeting of He Fangyao's results.
He Jianbin held a few thin papers and snapped: "What are you taking this test?" Have you eaten all the knowledge you have learned? Thirty-fifth in the class? There are only more than 70 people in total, and you gave me such a bad score? What do you think, you tell me, don't you want to study anymore? Are you going to mix in society after graduating from junior high school? ”
He Fangyao drooped his head, and cried when he was trained.
He Jianbin was upset by her crying, and turned his head to teach He Zongchao a lesson with a belly of fire: "And you!" You give me a good stand, can you stand on the ground with your two legs? What are you shaking? Epilepsy, you! What are you doing here? Math, you give me forty points! Do you just answer multiple-choice questions when you take the exam? Or is it a mess of four options? What do you usually study in class? A little bit of class will not make it like this! ”
He Zongchao is in a rebellious period, unlike He Fangyao, who only knows how to cry and cry, and was reprimanded, stalking his neck and snorting: "The question is too difficult, I can't, don't you say that I can do well in the Chinese exam?" I didn't rank down anyway, and many people in the back were at the bottom, as for you, making such a big fuss? Did you send fire to me from my sister? ”
He Jianbin was so hung that he was angry: "You are talking nonsense!" For your grades, I still need to transfer fire from her to discipline you? I'm going to suck you and me to death right now! For you to go to school and raise you so big, I can see it, and dare to cultivate such a white-eyed wolf as you! ”
He Jianbin was really angry, looking around, seeing that there was nothing to take advantage of, not too hard and too heavy, for fear of really breaking the child, in a hurry, he directly picked up the slippers on his feet, dragged He Zongchao, and beat him hard.
He Jianbin was locked in the study to teach He Fangyao's sister and brother, He Anan stayed in the kitchen with Jiang's mother, she has recently become obsessed with squeezing juice with various fresh fruits, which is delicious and beautiful.
He An'an didn't deliberately hide this from anyone, anyway, she didn't have to worry about studying, she had some small hobbies, and no one would stop her.
He Anan followed Jiang's mother to prepare the ingredients, and followed Jiang's mother back to the room with thinly sliced cucumbers.
The two of them washed their faces and applied cucumber slices to each other, Jiang Ma pasted a thin slice on her face, and looked in the mirror: "Can this thing be good?" I didn't even dare to speak out loud when I put it on, for fear of shaking it off. ”
He An'an pressed the cucumber slices on his face, flattened them, lay on the bed, and wiped his hands with the rest: "It's useful, moisturize the skin, and the beauty effect is good." ”
Jiang's mother lay down next to her: "You are still young, it is very useful to do this, I am a handful of years old, it is a waste to do this." ”
He Anan disagreed: "Who said that? Jiang's mother is already white, she looks young, women, you have to be kind to yourself, we have to race against time, we can't let it fall. ”
Jiang's mother laughed and laughed: "Where did you hear all this set of things?" ”
He Anan smiled: "What you read in the book, you just listen to me, let's apply cucumbers today, and smear honey tomorrow!" ”
Within two days, on the weekend, Zhang Jing was sent back to the old house by Zhang Heng.
As soon as they met, Zhang Jing hugged He An'an and shouted excitedly: "An'an, I want to kill you!" ”
He Anan also misses Zhang Jing, he is busy with the exam for a while, the two of them have no time to meet, they haven't felt anything before, but now with such a hug, He Anan stretched out his hand to push Zhang Jing away, carefully measured it twice, and exclaimed: "Jingjing, you are tall, right?" ”
Zhang Jing was stunned when asked: "I don't know, I don't have it." ”
Zhang Heng was chatting with Fang Huimin on the side, and when he heard this, he said: "I look like I've grown up, and I haven't thought of measuring her." As he spoke, he asked Fang Huimin: "Sister-in-law, do you have a ruler at home?" ”
Fang Huimin hurriedly went into the house to find Jiang's mother to get a ruler.
The ruler was taken out, and several children measured it one by one.
Zhang Jing is already 1.5 meters, the tallest among the children, He Anan is 1.45 meters, He Fangyao is 1.48 meters, and He Zongchao is 1.4 meters.
When Zhang Jing heard that she was one meter five, she jumped high with joy: "No, I have to call Brother Xiaozhi in a while, I am as tall as him!" ”
Zhang Heng touched her head funny: "The boy is already late, what's so fun about this!" ”
"Really?" Zhang Jing was a little unconvinced: "Then there is a boy in our class who is as tall as the teacher!" ”
Zhang Heng explained to her quite seriously: "Boys generally grow late, and some grow early, and it may stop growing in two years, which is also possible." ”
Zhang Jing played in the old house for an afternoon, and in the evening, Zhang Heng was going to take her back, she was still reluctant, pestering Zhang Heng to come back tomorrow, Zhang Heng was also very embarrassed, and reminded her: "Aren't you going to go to Fan's hometown with your mother tomorrow?" Don't you miss your brother Ash too? ”