17. Winter is coming
Xu Yao also knew that Lin Zichen didn't know many people, so he had to stuff the letter into his drawer and put it away.
Xu Yao didn't know that her indifferent actions had aroused the hatred of many girls in the class. Every girl has a pink dream in her heart, and she also longs for a boy to write a love letter to her.
It's a pity that sometimes this kind of thing can't be forced, so that they see that Xu Yao can receive so many love letters, but Xu Yao has a distressed look, in the eyes of many girls in the class, Xu Yao is fake, and she deliberately pretends not to care to show them, maybe she will already be happy in her heart.
Regardless of the thoughts of Xu Yao and some of the girls in the class, after this incident, Lin Zichen's little life finally returned to peace.
Time flies, and winter is here in the blink of an eye.
The north wind is howling, and the temperature outside is close to freezing. The water in the pond was frozen, and the vegetables in the garden were frosted.
Everyone dressed like a bear, and they hid in the house the rest of the time, except when they needed to go out in an emergency.
The campus of Jiangchun Middle School was also silent, and for ten minutes between classes, students stayed in warm classrooms, unwilling to run outside to blow the northwest wind.
However, the cold wind was also howling in the classroom, because the windows of the classroom were glassless, and the wind blew in through the windows, and everyone was shivering.
"Students, this labor class is to paste the windows, everyone takes the newspaper and paste, and immediately acts, so that it will not be cold at night." Wang Mingchu braved the cold wind and walked from the office to the classroom with a large pile of newspapers and paste.
When the students of Class 4 heard this, they hurriedly got busy. The cold wind has only been blowing for a day, and they can't stand it anymore, so let's hurry up and glue the windows to make the classroom warmer.
The students were busy in twos and threes, and Lin Zichen smeared the two newspapers with paste, and then pasted them together.
"Zichen, why did you paste two newspapers together?" Liang Shuzhen asked.
Lin Zichen rubbed his cold hands and replied: "The newspaper is too thin, a few sheets are glued together, and it is relatively thick when they are pasted on the window, and it is not easy to be blown by the wind." ”
Wang Mingchu, who was not far away, happened to hear this and felt that it made sense, so he said to the students: "Students, you all follow Lin Zichen's example, glue a few newspapers together, and then paste them on the window." ”
Lin Zichen made a newspaper, took off his shoes and stepped on the desk to prepare to paste the window.
"I'll do it." Suddenly, a pair of white hands took the newspaper in Lin Zichen's hand.
Lin Zichen looked down and saw clearly that the person who came decided to take the initiative to let Xian, "Trouble Gu Mingze." ”
Gu Mingze took the newspaper, took Lin Zichen's place, and pasted the newspaper on the window.
"Gu Mingze, I have a pasted newspaper here." Several girls squeezed over and delivered the newspaper in their hands to Gu Mingze's hand.
Lin Zichen hurriedly retreated to the other side, so as not to be bumped into or stepped on by this group of overactive girls.
Looking at the few girls who were chattering non-stop, Gu Mingze frowned slightly, took the newspaper from a girl's hand, and pasted the lower part of the window.
The newspaper in his hand was taken by Gu Mingze, and the girl covered her face shyly and ran away.
Lin Zichen looked at the girls with spring breezes on their faces, and couldn't help shaking their heads. These girls are so cute, but they can be happy to be like this even if they receive their pasted newspapers.
Lin Zichen continued to be busy, and he didn't see Gu Mingze's gaze at her at all. Gu Mingze is the deputy head of the class, and Lin Zichen is a member of the study committee, and the two really rarely communicate except for class affairs.
Gu Mingze is a thoughtful person, since the midterm exam, he found that Lin Zichen has changed. It's not an obvious change, but Gu Mingze still noticed it, and felt that such a change was very good, and felt that Lin Zichen was much more cheerful now than before, and he exuded an attractive temperament all over his body, but Lin Zichen himself didn't know it.
The whole class worked together, and all the windows in the classroom were sealed with newspapers, and although I couldn't see the scenery outside, the whole classroom was much warmer without the howling of the cold wind.
"Okay, the students are working hard, let's leave school early today, and the students should go to the bathhouse early to take a bath." Wang Mingchu looked at the classroom with the windows sealed with satisfaction, and "showed great compassion" to let the students take a bath.
Jiangchun Middle School only has a large public bathhouse, which is fine in summer, but there will be no hot water if it is too late in winter. Even if there is hot water, it is lukewarm, not much different from cold water.
When the students of Class 4 heard Wang Mingchu's words, they immediately jumped up excitedly. After thanking the teacher, he pulled his companion and quickly ran back to the dormitory to get clothes, buckets, etc., and went to the bathhouse to take a bath.
"Zichen, let's go back too." Ye Hong packed up her desk and said to Lin Zichen.
"Okay." Lin Zichen got the clothes in the classroom when he went to class in the afternoon and followed Ye Hong home.
Ye Hong and Huang Jieyan's home is near Jiangchun Middle School, so neither of them has accommodation. Xu Yao complained to the two of them that the bath water in the bathhouse was too cold, Ye Hong and Huang Jieyan told their families after they went home, and the rural women were simple-minded, and when they heard their children say that the bath water in the school was cold, they took the initiative to let their children bring their classmates home to take a bath.
In rural areas, the bath water is boiled with firewood, and it doesn't cost a few firewood for one more person to take a bath.
Therefore, Lin Zichen and Xu Yao followed Ye Hong and Huang Jieyan back to their house to take a bath. Liang Shuzhen has relatives nearby, so she went to her relative's house to take a bath.
It was the first time for Lin Zichen to go to the same school, and he was a little nervous.
Ye Hong saw Lin Zichen's discomfort and comforted: "Don't be nervous, my parents are very good, and my younger brothers and sisters are also very sensible, no one will say about you." However, my grandma is a bit verbose, and her speech is not very good, so you can just assume that you didn't hear it. ”
"Hmm." Lin Zichen smiled gratefully at Ye Hong.
The two came to Ye Hong's house. Ye Hong's family is not very wealthy, there are many people in the family, although the house is a red brick house, but it is not decorated, and the furniture is old, and it is placed in the living room at random, which looks a little crowded.
"Ye Hong is back, this is your classmate." Ye Hong's mother stepped forward to greet her warmly.
"Hello Auntie." Lin Zichen sweetly called Ye Hong's mother.
"Eh, good, good. Come in, the bath water is just right, Ye Hong, you take your classmates to take a bath. There is still evening self-study in the evening, and Ye Hong's mother does not dare to delay the time of the two children.
"Zi Chen, I'll take you to the bathroom." Ye Hong took Lin Zichen to the bath room.
Putting the clothes on the hanger in the bathroom room, Lin Zichen followed Ye Hong to the kitchen to fetch bath water.
Lin Zichen's hair was short, and he only washed it once every two days, and he went to the bathroom with hot water, and Lin Zichen washed it quickly.
Taking out the changed clothes out of the bathing room, Lin Zichen went down to the well under Ye Hong's instructions.
There was laundry detergent and waterproof gloves next to the well, "Ye Hong, you should also go take a bath, I'll wash the clothes first." ”
"Okay." Ye Hong went to busy herself.
Lin Zichen squatted by the well to wash clothes.