Chapter 7 Who Didn't Turn In Their Homework?

Porridge for dinner, two steamed buns, and a plate of sour cabbage.

Yu Shu went out to run all afternoon, he was indeed hungry, he finished eating, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and Yu Xiaoxiu began to clean up the table.

"I went to Changmenpu Street twice in the afternoon."

Yu Xiaoxiu ignored her, sent the empty bowl and plate out of the room, and after a while, he came back with a wet rag, folded a square, and began to bend down to wipe the table.

"An old gentleman gave me one, which is dedicated to teaching people to read, you can help me see it later, okay?"

Yu Shu asked Yu Xiaoxiu for help with confidence and boldness, and she had already asked from Aunt Liu before dinner, the little girl in her predecessor who didn't learn and didn't know how to do anything, like her, couldn't read a few big words, otherwise she wouldn't have sold all the textbooks that were good at it.

"No matter." Yu Xiaoxiu dropped these two words, turned around and went out to wash the rag.

Yu Shu had expected him to have this kind of reaction, and when he refused, he was not discouraged, but stood up from the table, followed him, and cheekily pulled the back of his clothes.

"Help me see it, it's just a few children's poems, you can read it to me a few times, so let's do it, three times, three times."

"No matter."

"Twice."

"No matter."

"Again!" Yu Shu lay on his thin shoulders, just like he had played with Yu Lei a long time ago, and persistently bargained with him, "It's okay to do it all over again, it can't be less." ”

It was the first time that someone had been stuck like this, Yu Xiaoxiu felt uncomfortable, and in order to cover up, he impatiently threw the rag into the basin and said loudly:

"I don't care if I say it!"

"Oh."

The weight on his shoulders left, Yu Xiaoxiu heard Yu Shu's procrastinating footsteps, couldn't help but turn his head, only glanced at the lonely and lost back, and forced himself to turn his head again, picked up the rag in the water again, and scrubbed it vigorously.

At that end, Yu Shu walked into the house "dejectedly", but she didn't hear Yu Xiaoxiu call her, so she had to give up the idea of winning this kid's sympathy.

Yu Shu sat down at the table, flicked the short pitiful wick in the oil lamp, looked at the teapot, and poured a bowl of water as soon as he had an idea, took out the book that he had held in his arms all night and opened it, starting from the first page, he dipped his fingers in the water, and wrote on the table one by one.

The old shopkeeper gave her this, it is really good to use it as enlightenment, the printing is neat, and the comparison is very neat, it is rare to see the children's poems behind, half of which are the simplified characters she knows, and the other half, relying on the meaning of the whole article, she is even guessed.

Yu Xiaoxiu cleaned the house, washed his shoes, made the bed, turned his head and saw that Yu Shu was still sitting at the table and flipping through the book, so he walked over, reached out and took the oil lamp and said:

"There is not much lamp oil left in the house, and it will not be distributed until the end of the month."

The implication is to let Yu Shu quickly turn off the lights and go to bed, don't waste lamp oil.

"Well, I'm going to wash my face," Yu Shu rubbed his eyes, yawned and closed the book, went to the back of the door to bring a basin of water, and went out to wash.

Yu Xiaoxiu followed to the door, and saw her walk to the well, before turning back to the table, picking it up and looking at it, seeing that the above was indeed teaching horizontal and vertical strokes, he couldn't help muttering:

"Does she really want to learn well?"

As soon as this idea came to his mind, he pushed it back again, and too many lessons from the past told him that if he wanted to live in peace, he must not believe her nonsense.

Yu Xiaoxiu pursed his lips, blew out the oil lamp, and climbed into bed to sleep.

"Ahh

Yu Shu sneezed by the well, rubbed her nose with a handkerchief, and said in her heart that she must cover the quilt when she sleeps later, so as not to get sick again, and the family has no money to see a doctor and buy medicine for her.

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The spring morning was still a little chilly, Yu Shu was wiped a few handfuls of ice from the well water, and trotted into the house, Yu Xiaoxiu had already made his bed and was folding the quilt for her.

It wasn't the first time Yu Shu had seen Yu Xiaoxiu make her bed, and she also knew that he didn't mean to reconcile with her, but she simply couldn't get used to the mess in the house, but the more this happened, the more unpleasant she felt in her heart.

A twelve-year-old boy should still be in elementary school, should be addicted to comic books and video games, and should sit on the sofa with snacks and watch cartoons, rather than being forced to be precocious and sensible because he has a "sister" who does not want to grow up.

"I'll get it myself, you can go and see if breakfast is ready."

Yu Shu walked over, pulled the quilt from Yu Xiaoxiu's hand, and wanted to fold it herself, she enjoyed watching her brother clean up the dishes and chopsticks after dinner, because she could talk to him a few more words while he was working, not to treat him as a subordinate.

Yu Xiaoxiu glanced at Yu Shu strangely, and was about to say something, when he heard Aunt Liu shouting at him in the courtyard, he hurriedly ran out of the house, and after serving the food to the table later, he had forgotten what he wanted to say just now.

After eating, the sister and brother went out to school together under the eyes of Aunt Liu.

On the road today, Yu Shu didn't take the initiative to find a word because he was thinking about something else, and Yu Xiaoxiu also seemed to have something on his mind, and the two didn't say a word.

When they arrived at the entrance of the school, no one was watching today, but Yu Shu still heard the words "Yu Mouse" from their discussions from far or near, and was speechless about this joyful nickname.

As soon as she entered the private school, Yu Shu noticed two hot eyes, she was thinking about something else, she only looked up at the white and pure young man and Ji Zhu yesterday, and sat down behind Yu Xiaoxiu.

It wasn't until he saw Master Liu that Yu Shu slowly remembered one thing-

"Hand in all your homework first."

She didn't do her homework!

Yu Shu watched as his classmates took out papers from their schoolbags, stepped forward and handed them to Master Liu, and then turned his head to look at Yu Xiaoxiu, who was motionless.

Why didn't he write it?!

"And two people, who didn't hand in their homework?" Liu Fuzi asked, but his eyes looked directly at Yu Shu and Yu Xiaoxiu, who were in the back row.

Lost at home, no, it's better to say that she lost it on the road, lest Master Liu ask her to go home and get it.

When Yu Shu was searching for all kinds of excuses in his mind, Yu Xiaoxiu on the side had already stood up.

"I didn't write it."

Yu Shu followed and stood up, throwing aside any excuses.

"Master, I didn't write either."

Mr. Liu, who is known for his rigorous teaching, probably saw a child who was so upright without homework, he blew his beard angrily, pointed to the incense burner placed at the door with a shake, and reprimanded sharply:

"Go out of the coffin, stand on the incense burner, and stand until the sun rises to noon!"

The private school was very quiet, and the eyes cast from all directions were undisguised ridicule and contempt, Yu Shu followed behind Yu Xiaoxiu, whose back was stiff, and carried a heavy incense burner, and walked into the courtyard with him one after the other.

Yu Shu put the incense burner above his head, and was laughed at by so many pairs of eyes in the private school, and he still felt quite embarrassed for a moment.

"Alas, I forgot my homework, why didn't you write it?"

Yu Shu turned his head and went to ask Yu Xiaoxiu, but because of the flashing light on the child's stubborn face, he was stunned and forgot what to say.