Of course not! It's my dad's stuff, and I'm going to get it back! Thinking of this, Zhang Jiaming's face showed a knowing smile.

"Zhang Jiaming! What are you giggling at? Did you steal the White Rabbit toffee that I hid in my cotton shoes? Zhang Jiali felt that she was being ignored by her younger brother and was a little angry.

"Sister, I ate it, I was greedy, I couldn't hold back hey!" Zhang Jiaming said with an embarrassed smile.

Zhang Jiali chuckled, "You can eat it when you take it out of your sister's shoes, you are really heavy!" ”

"Sister, I don't think you're dirty, in order to prevent other classmates from asking me, I hid in the school toilet and ate it secretly, the smell is even greater, I don't think hey!" Zhang Jiaming replied cheekily.

"Speechless!" Carrie Zhang fell on her back on the sofa, her eyes rolling to the ceiling.

Zhang Jiaming gently pushed open the bedroom door and crept in, the warm sun at noon slanted into the bedroom, shining on Zhang Weiqun, who was writing at the desk, and his father was still so handsome and young from the side.

Zhang Jiaming's lips trembled a little, and he shouted softly, "Dad! ”

"Oh, Jiaming is back." Zhang Weiqun turned around, his eyes were bloodshot because he stayed up all night, "How did you do in the final exam in the morning?" ”

"It's okay!" Seeing his father's face when he was young, and thinking of his father in his previous life, he was depressed by Liu Tengda, a despicable villain, Zhang Jiaming couldn't hold back his tears.

When Zhang Jiaming saw that the manuscript on his father's desk was plagiarized by Liu Tengda, he asked: "Dad, please tell me seriously, what do you think of Uncle Liu's character on the third floor?" ”

Zhang Weiqun turned his whole body around and looked his son up and down, "Jiaming, why would you ask such a question?" ”

"Dad, I really want to know your true opinion of Uncle Liu, don't worry, as far as our two relatives know, no third person knows." Zhang Jiaming said seriously in the face of his father's somewhat surprised gaze.

Zhang Weiqun felt a little strange for his nine-year-old son to ask such a question, but seeing his son's expression of not giving up until he reached his goal, he thought a little and then spoke, "Your Uncle Liu is still good on the whole, diligent in work, helpful in life, and progressive in thinking. ”

"Playing smart and taking shortcuts, can it be summed up as opportunistic?" Zhang Jiaming asked.

Zhang Weiqun looked at his son carefully a few more times, smiled and did not squeak.

"Dad, if Uncle Liu saw the manuscript on your desk, would he also be clever and take some shortcuts?"

Zhang Weiqun's bloodshot eyes widened, staring at Zhang Jiaming, he felt that his son was a little incomprehensible today, and at the same time, he was also recalling what his son had just said in his mind.

"Dad, after you finish this paper, you must not show it to anyone, and first sign your name and publish it in Yangjiang Daily."

"Silly boy, "Yangjiang Daily" is the party newspaper of the municipal party committee, and people will not publish it at my theoretical level."

"Dad, you have always taught me to believe in my own ability and to be confident, you are not confident yourself, how can you make your son build self-confidence? Dad, I believe in you, you will be successful, if your article can be published by "Yangjiang Daily", my son will guarantee to take the first place in the class in every exam in the future, Dad, let's work together, okay? ”

Zhang Weiqun smiled, "My son has grown up and matured, okay!" Daddy will work with you! ”

Well, your son is much more mature, and he is ripe to the fullest.

"Dad, Jiaming, come out for dinner." Zhang Jiali pushed the door and shouted.

As soon as Zhang Jiaming entered the living room, he was beaten down by his mother Wang Chunling, "Jiaming, why are you so dirty, like a mud monkey, take it off quickly, wash it for you in the afternoon, you have a piece of clothing on the bed to change it first, it is changed from your father's Zhongshan suit, put it on to see if it fits?" ”

Mom is wearing a beige turtleneck sweater on her upper body, an apron around her waist, the big waves on her head are rolled out with a curling iron at home, and the skin on her face is ruddy and elastic, Mom was so beautiful when she was young!

Zhang Jiaming looked at his mother a few more times before returning to his room to put on the tunic suit, Wang Chunling dragged it at the hem of the clothes, "Look at your mother's craftsmanship, it's not big or small, it's just right!" ”

"Mom, I bought that pair of black suede shoes under the bed too?" Zhang Jiaming asked

"Well, it's handled by Mom's department store, the original price is twelve yuan, and the internal price is only seven yuan, don't wear it now, wait for the Spring Festival to wear it."

"My mother is patriarchal, why buy leather shoes for my brother and buy cloth shoes for me? There is also the white rabbit toffee brought by my uncle the day before yesterday, divided five pieces for my brother, only gave me three pieces, I only ate one piece, and the rest was not willing to eat, hidden in the cotton shoes under the bed, and was stolen by my brother to eat, I heard that it was still hidden in the school boys' toilet to eat, it was really disgusting. Zhang Jiali grumbled.

"Who made you a sister? You let your brother shouldn't. "Wang Chunling has her own logic.

"Sister, don't be angry, I'll bring you a big duck egg to eat in the afternoon." Zhang Jiaming thought of Lu Xiaokun's promise.

"Oh~!" Zhang Jiali had such an expression, and asked happily: "Have you taken the duck egg?" ”

"No, sister, it's really a double yellow duck egg."

"Chinese and mathematics have zero points, isn't it a double yellow duck egg?"

"Sister, anyway, I'll just be your own brother, let you die of it."

"It's time for the Spring Festival to see it, what do you say that you can't die, bad luck! Shut up and eat! Wang Chunling stood up at the right time to calm down the verbal quarrel between the sisters and brothers.

Zhang Jiaming happily looked at his sister, who was able to speak, and later became the host of a TV station's language program.

At 1:50 p.m., Zhang Jiaming stepped on the preparatory bell and walked into the classroom, Teacher Huang was already standing in the classroom, saw Zhang Jiaming walk in and looked at him a few more times, and then cleared his throat and said: "Students will have a literary and artistic performance in the school this afternoon, and the leaders of the Municipal Education Bureau will also attend, the students in our class must strictly abide by discipline, and I will not spare anyone if they cause me trouble!" In addition, the students who have a program should hurry up and prepare, I heard that this time there will be an award, and our class will also strive to get a ranking. Wang Xiaoqiang, what do you want to say when you raise your hand? ”

Wang Xiaoqiang stood up, "Report Teacher Huang!" Jiang Hui asked me to give you a leave at noon, he is sick and will go to the hospital for injections in the afternoon. ”

"Doesn't Jiang Hui also have a solo show? This kid is really not powerful, and he always drops the chain at a critical time! Teacher Huang frowned, looked around and asked, "Which student can prepare a show to save the scene?" ”

Zhang Jiaming raised his hand and said, "Teacher Huang, why don't I try it?" ”

It's this Zhang Jiaming again, he wasn't a showy kid before, he didn't pull a few wilts, and his personality was boring, why did this kid change his sex today? Teacher Huang stared at Zhang Jiaming as if trying to figure out something.