In the past few days after returning to school, I have been listless, I always feel that I can't lift my spirits by doing anything, I always wander in class, staring at the books and I don't know what the teacher is talking about. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info class is not good to listen to, what is the future interest? I can't find a job, I can't starve you!

I really want to reply to him: it doesn't matter if you can't find a job, just find a good man and marry.

But he didn't dare, otherwise he would have looked for his parents. In the nineties, everyone was still very innocent, and anyone who had a young love baby felt ashamed.

But how could the flame of youth be easily extinguished, so they all secretly liked to come and go in private.

Lu Hua probably couldn't stand my appearance, and comforted me rarely: "Life and death are in the sky, wealth is in the sky, Mrs. Chen's benevolence is not to save her grandson?" What's the matter with you pulling a face all the time? ”

Is this a consolation?

I ignore it, I understand what it says, but it's hard to accept it in my heart, I always feel that a person as powerful as Chen Po can say that he will die. Especially after seeing that female ghost in the tomb last time, I had doubts about what was supposed to be normal in this world, that female ghost could be resurrected after being dead for so long, what about Chen Po?

"I understand, but Luhua, do you really think your mother-in-law is dead? I always felt so unreal. ”

"You think it's that easy to come back from the dead? I know very well how many pounds and taels Mrs. Chen has. Last time in the Luwan cemetery, she was a little injured, and then she went into the mountain to fight with the mountain beaver, and this time in order to save her grandson, she used the trick of summoning yin again, which can be said to be exhaustive. If you want to be resurrected, don't dream. ”

"Beaver? Is it the beaver that blackened you? "I haven't had time to ask Lu Hua what she did when she disappeared with Chen Po last time.

"Just that beast, grass, labor and management see once and again." When it comes to the beaver, Luhua is always excited.

As if it weren't a brute.

"Speaking of which, I've always been curious, how did you make a feud with that mountain beaver, why do you always shout and kill?"

Lu Hua flapped her wings and opened her mouth to scold: "Grass, that mother's skin is shameless, and she dares to take advantage of the labor break to black labor #^%$!#$&%&......" is another wonderful string of scolding words.

After scolding for a long time, I didn't understand how they made a feud.

No way, Luhua's focus will never be the same as ours.

When it finally stopped, I quickly diverted its attention from the stitches: "Oh, I understand, what are we going to do in the future?" ”

"What to do?"

"It's probably too dependent on my mother-in-law, and now that she's gone like this, I don't know how to live my life." I'm a little embarrassed.

"You can live how you want to live, there is no one in this world, won't the earth turn? Besides, the old doesn't go, the new doesn't come. ”

Hey, you're just a big fat bird with no conscience, and you're talking too coldly.

I glared at it angrily.

"There are many things in this world, and there are always unexpected surprises when the peaks and turns around."

"What surprise?"

"For example, how about I stop calling you stinky and stupid, don't you feel surprised?" Lu Hua said embarrassedly.

I sighed: "Thank you so much, I feel so warm to have you by my side, I will never call you a fat hen again." ”

Luhua:

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In elementary school, I was very popular, but since I entered junior high school, I have to put all my energy into studying, after all, my junior high school grades in my previous life were not ideal.

It is probably because of the practice of the "Three Spirits Heart Sutra" that my memory and comprehension have greatly improved compared to before. This made me study a little easier, and my grades basically remained in the top five of my grade.

The third class in the morning was geometry, because the geometry teacher had something to do at home, the head teacher temporarily notified us to go to self-study. With my head in one hand and my pen in the other, I looked at the blank sketchbook on my desk, thinking about the future.

Over the years, except for myself, other things that have happened around me have appeared one by one in an orderly manner just like in my previous life.

I don't want to drop out of school again, but with the current situation in my family, there's a good chance I'll do it again.

I can't let that happen again.

In my previous life, it was because of my family background, plus I only scored 300 points in the high school entrance examination at that time, and my sister immediately went to junior high school, so my parents decided to let me drop out of school and no longer go to high school.

In this life, I can't let my mother use the same family difficulties to cut off my study path.

So, first of all, I have to be self-reliant, I have to have money. But as a student, how do I make money? If I told my mom that I was going to go out to work during the winter and summer vacations, she would definitely not agree, she thought that I might be abducted.

Unless someone is willing to take me to work.

But most of the women in our village who go out to work work in garment factories, and they go in as apprentices, and with our standard of living here, they will never earn high school tuition in two months of summer vacation.

It's sad.

"Ye Qiao, how to do this question?"

Ling Hai in front of him suddenly turned his head and took a pen to point to the homework book in his hand.

I was stunned.

In my previous life, he also asked me, and the reason why I remember it so clearly is because he asked me such a study question during the entire three years of junior high school, and my grades were not as good as his at that time, and the geometry was even more miserable.

So I looked at him with a confused look on my face. He paused, immediately turned around, and dropped a sentence: "Forget it, it's useless to ask you." "Sure enough, he hasn't asked me any questions since. He didn't even say anything to me.

He probably saw the flickering on my face, frowned, and was about to turn away. I grabbed his sleeve and replied to him arrogantly: "What's the hurry, I'll teach you." ”

He hummed and turned his whole body around. Because there are so many books in middle school, everyone habitually puts all the textbooks neatly on the desk. I stuffed all the textbooks on the desk into a drawer so that he could lie on his stomach.

I took his homework book and studied it for a while. To be honest, my geometry grades are not bad in this life, but Ling Hai's math scores are even worse, and this question type, although it is not simple, makes no sense for him to come and ask me, his table mate is a representative of the math class.

It was probably too sad to see me frowning and thinking like constipation, Ling Hai couldn't help but ask me, "Is it difficult?" ”

"It's not hard." I hurried back to my senses. After thinking about it, he drew three auxiliary lines on the sketchbook, and then lay head to head on the table to explain to him. As a result, the more he listened, the more frowning he became, and then he simply took an eraser and erased two of them. He turned my sketchbook around, clicked it with a pencil, and said, "I don't think I need these two." ”

"Huh? How can only one be enough? ”

"You see, draw this, we can start with the triangle on the side, sin ......" Then he finished the whole question in a rambling manner, and I looked at him with a serious face on my cheeks.

"You see, it's actually quite simple." Eventually, he said to me, with a relaxed face.

"yes, then why are you asking me again?" I looked at him innocently and laughed in my heart.

He blushed on the spot, burst red, and even the tips of his ears were red. Turning around silently, he lowered his head and began to do his homework. Just as the bell rang for the end of class, he threw his pen and walked out of the classroom.

It turns out that this is what he meant back then.

Back then, how could I understand the heart of a scholar?

Therefore, if you don't study well, you have no future.