Chapter 217: A Call from My Hometown

After the mid-term exam, the learning atmosphere in the class became more and more intense, and the students were not supervised by the teacher, and the students were more focused on learning with each other, for fear that the upcoming final exam would be thrown out of the class. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He Anan was dizzy and made a roll for a day, and finally stayed up until the end of school in the evening, and the first thing he did when he entered the house was to paralyze himself on the bed and remain motionless.

He Anan was standing at the door changing his shoes, the landline in the living room rang, Jiang's mother just took her schoolbag, and hurriedly shouted, "I'm calling." With that, he turned around and ran to the living room.

He Anan drooped his head and walked listlessly into the house.

I'm too tired to study now, it's not that the questions are difficult, the key is that I always send out quizzes, and I also pinch the time, and I am very nervous. The teachers of each subject are almost in class and have to raise their hands to ask for leave if they want to go to the toilet, and they rush over with a cigarette.

Rao is He An'an opened the plug-in of the previous life, and it is useless, the overwhelming volumes, exercise books, as long as you want to complete your homework, there is no day you can climb into bed before twelve o'clock, the morning self-study time has been advanced to half past six, you have to get up before dawn, and even breakfast can only take advantage of the car to go to school to eat a bite.

Physically and mentally exhausted, He Anan felt a little overloaded.

She was dragging her steps into the bedroom, when she heard Jiang's mother calling, "An An, your grandfather's house is calling." ”

"Who?" He Anan stood still, and a trace of clarity easily poured into his stiff brain.

"Your grandfather's house!" Jiang's mother shouted again.

He Anan was stunned, reacted, raised his head, trotted over, and grabbed the microphone: "Hey? ”

"Hello? Feed! Ann! I'm my grandfather! ”

Wang Weidong's voice came out of the phone, with excitement and joy in his tone that could not be concealed.

He Anan pinched the microphone and exclaimed in surprise: "Grandpa! ”

Wang Weidong had a phone at home, and the signal he just received today, thinking that He An'an was not at home at school, he specially asked Wang Shangzhi to call He Jianbin to ask He An'an about the time after school, and sat on the sofa early, staring at the watch on the wall, hoping that the time would pass soon.

"Hey! Oops! Wang Weidong smiled from ear to ear: "You just got out of school?" ”

"Ah, I just entered the door when I heard you calling, grandpa! When is the phone at home? He Anan held the microphone with a smile, his back was straight because he was happy, his face was excited with a smile, and his eyes were shining.

"I just called the number today, and I pinched the time to call you." Wang Weidong smiled very happily over the phone.

As soon as He Anan heard his grandfather's laughter, his waist was suddenly sore, his legs were no longer painful, and he was full of energy, holding the microphone and coquettishly with his grandfather: "Grandpa, I miss you." ”

"Oh, grandpa misses you too!" Wang Weidong smiled with tears in his eyes.

He Anan called his grandfather, his nose was sore, so he didn't cry, and endured it with red eyes: "Grandpa, how are you doing lately?" ”

"Good, good, good. Hey, An An, wait a minute, your grandmother also wants to say a few words to you. ”

Aunt Dong's voice soon came from the phone: "Hey? Hey, hey? Ann An! ”

"Grandma!" He Anan hurriedly shouted.

"Ah, I'm grandma, An An!" Aunt Dong hadn't called before, and she was also excited, so she didn't know what to say after calling He An'an's name twice, so she hurriedly stuffed the microphone back into Wang Weidong's hand: "Quick, you and An An will hang up after a few more words, the child has to rest early after school so late." ”

"Ah, An'an! Grandpa has nothing else to do, just to tell you that the phone is at home, have you just come back for dinner at night? You still have to learn, right? Don't be too greedy for the dark, go to bed early? Wang Weidong was really not at ease, he could hear the voice through the phone, and he didn't know what she was doing over there, so he could only tell him repeatedly, after he finished speaking, he didn't wait for He Anan to answer, so he hurriedly said: "Oh, I won't tell you, it's half past nine and almost ten o'clock, you rest early, grandpa is very good, you don't have to worry, I'm hanging." ”

He Anan held the phone that was hung up, and wanted to cry, but when he heard his grandfather's voice, he suddenly felt very aggrieved, and he was tired of studying, and it was only at this time that he was completely stimulated.

He Anan put down the phone, turned his head and went back to the bedroom and cried fiercely.

Jiang's mother stood outside the door and listened, but she didn't enter the house, knowing that the child was missing her grandfather, and sighed in her heart.

The next day, picking up no one's kung fu and chatting with Zhao Yingsong: "An An, this child is not easy, I thought about my grandfather so hard last night, I cried all night, I listened, and it was not a taste in my heart." ”

Zhao Yingsong listened to Jiang's mother's chatter, and felt a little irritable in his heart, he had no clue about the things he was pressing on recently, but Fang Huimin urged him tightly, and he couldn't show it in front of Jiang's mother, so he pressed it, and waited for her to finish talking, before he casually perfunctory: "Then you should be kind to her, An An is a good child, and it is worth feeling distressed." ”

Jiang's mother also thought so, she went to the supermarket that day, bought some mangoes and came back, and made a small cake filled with mango that An An loved to eat.

Jiang's mother has the heart to take care of He An'an, but because of her identity, she has more than enough heart but not enough strength.

The next day, Jiang's mother secretly stuffed He Anan's cake into her schoolbag, and in front of her family, neither of them spoke, making eye contact.

He Anan knew that Jiang's mother must have brought her more cakes than He Fangyao's sisters and brothers and Zhang Jing's, so she didn't say anything, silently accepted the love in her heart, and followed He Jianbin to school.

The monthly exam at the end of November was cancelled because of the preparation for the final exam, and this time it was a city-wide joint examination, and the school paid special attention to it.

In order to consolidate more knowledge points, the recess was canceled, not to mention, the noon and evening rest time was also changed from the previous hour to half an hour, and I had to run back in a hurry to eat in the cafeteria.

He Anan is immersed in the endless sea of learning every day, and the only two pleasures in the day are when he sits side by side in the car with Fan Xuezhi at night after school, secretly holding hands and talking, and the other is a phone call from his grandfather every night, rain or shine.

In fact, he couldn't say a few words on the phone, Wang Weidong always thought that he was wasting the phone bill, and hung up on time in more than two minutes and fifty seconds, He Anan couldn't cry or laugh. But even this short phone call of more than two minutes can easily sweep away all the worries she has accumulated throughout the day. (To be continued.) )