After waking up and getting everything back, Yu Li has completely lost interest in going to school.

After such a first-hand experience, I realized why she was so resistant to going to school before.

It's just to find guilt for yourself.

Yu Li got up early, wearing pink short-sleeved pajamas and pajamas, and sat on the bed with unkempt hair.

Sunlight peeked through the window next to her, where the curtains had just been opened, jumping between the ends of her hair and eyebrows, illuminating her little head even more fluffy.

Yu Li looked at the three bank cards that were placed in front of her with a serious face.

Two were cards left by her mother, and one was a card that had been counted by the school a long time ago to pay the school fees with her information.

These three cards are all her own, and the money is not much, and she didn't bring out any of the cards that the Jiang family gave her.

At this moment, these three cards were neatly arranged in front of Yu Li like military training.

The aroma of rice porridge was still murmuring in the small kitchen, Yu Li cleared her throat, stretched out her hand on the bed, and said seriously, "You three! It doesn't add up to as much as yesterday's pocket money, don't you feel ashamed?! ”

There was silence in the air.

Only the kitchen is still gurgling.

Yu Li pursed her lips.

Holding the pillow and falling softly, a pair of round and bright eyes looked at the three cards, and muttered in a low voice, "Well, I admit, I should be ashamed." ”

After all, the money is hers, what does it have to do with other people's bank cards.

But I still couldn't help but want to mumble.

"You're all mature bank cards, why can't you automatically deposit money."

Yu Li stretched out her soft white fingertips and poked the bank cards one by one.

Although I realized that my behavior seemed a little naïve, it was my own home, and no one could see it.

Finally, seeing that the time was about the same, Yu Li's body stood up, and she ran out of the kitchen to see if her porridge was ready.

Drinking mellow rice porridge, there is a small stack of pickled cucumbers on the table, which was pickled when Yu Li first came a few days ago, and now the taste is still a little light, but the porridge is just right.

It is refreshing and refreshing, with a little salty and a little sour, and a little mellow red oil is poured on it, the color is beautiful, and it clicks and clicks in one bite.

The sound healed too much.

Yu Li ate one before he remembered and posted a picture on Weibo.

I am salted fish: the crisp and tender of pickled cucumber is the simplest, but it always wakes up the soul of a night's sleep, and today is another beautiful day! [Picture]

- 'Be reasonable, is the blogger a professional cameraman, obviously we eat pickled cucumbers, but why is my pickled cucumber different from the blogger?!' ’

- 'I'm so hungry, so hungry, in a hurry, sometimes I can't catch up with the pain of office workers, you don't understand. ’

- 'Ah, it looks so healing, the blogger looks like a person who is full of vitality and loves life, it's so good, and the mood has improved. ’

Yu Li put down the phone and finished her meal satisfied.

I entered the question bank of No. 1 Middle School again.

Gradually entering the state, Yu Li brushed all morning.

But there are still many courses in high school, and I'm afraid it will take some time to finish, so it is estimated that she will be able to consider contacting the teachers of No. 1 Middle School in a week or two.

After checking his correctness, Yu Li, who felt that everything was going well, thought.

So in the past few days, Yu Li has been brushing questions at home step by step, coding words, cooking, and posting Weibo, feeling that life has not been so peaceful for a long time.

Naturally, I don't know how much commotion I have caused by the speed and accuracy of brushing questions.