On the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, at half past eight in the morning.

"Ding-dong! Ding dong! ”

The deadly magic sound sounded in Yu Wenwen's ears non-stop, she touched the mobile phone under the pillow, opened her eyelids with difficulty, squinted her eyes for a long time, and didn't see anything clearly.

She put down her phone, her head was heavy, and she continued to sleep.

Yesterday's pineapple beer didn't taste good enough, so she desperately found the liquor at home and mixed the two together to drink, of course it didn't taste good, but she just wanted to drink it like this.

The result, of course, was that she slept like a dead pig at night, and her braincase sank in the morning, and it was already noon when she really woke up.

"Sister, you're awake."

Zhang Xinyuan, who was in the living room, heard the sound of running water.

"Hmm."

Yu Wenwen brushed his teeth and looked at himself in the mirror.

His hair was messy, his face was ugly, and he smelled of smoky wine, and he was hungry.

"Yesterday, Brother Shen Xia called, and it happened that you were going crazy with alcohol, and I already explained it to him."

Yu Wenwen touched his stomach and looked at what else he had to eat in the kitchen.

"Did he say anything?"

"He didn't say anything."

"Do you have food at home?"

Yu Wenwen didn't find ready-made food, and he didn't want to eat bread.

She wants to eat white rice and diced kung pao chicken, with seaweed soup.

Zhang Xinyuan shook his head, "Mom said, go home today." ”

"What did you eat for lunch?" Yu Wenwen closed the refrigerator, there were still yogurts and buns in the refrigerator, and the leftovers from the day before yesterday were gone, "Tonight?" So what do we eat at night? ”

"I don't know."

Zhang Xinyuan and Yu Wenwen glanced at each other and sighed at the same time.

As long as Aunt Zhang is not at home, Yu Wenwen always doubts that she will starve to death, but she doesn't want to learn to cook, for fear that the oil in the pot will splash on her hands, and she feels that cooking is a war!

"Our reporter reported: The city's float parade started on time at 8 o'clock tonight, and the staff of the parade are currently rehearsing ......"

Yu Wenwen warmed a glass of milk and nibbled on bread to satisfy his hunger.

On the coffee table is Zhang Xinyuan's homework, Zhang Xinyuan looked at the TV, and there were not a few words written in the homework book.

"Sister, do you want to go?"

Zhang Xinyuan pointed to the TV screen with the tip of his pen.

"Is it fun?"

In his previous life, Yu Wenwen had heard that the annual tradition of Fuqing City was the temple fair and the parade of floats, of which the parade was only held during the Spring Festival, and it was very grand every year.

"Just go for fun, but are you done with your homework?"

"There's just a little left."

Zhang Xinyuan smiled weakly, covering up the blank space.

Yu Wenwen filled his stomach, took a shower, chose the clothes to wear when he went out at night, moved a small stool to sit next to Zhang Xinyuan, and did his homework with him.

She failed physics and flew low in mathematics, and she wanted to be admitted to college, especially in the north, but her current grades were far from enough.

If it was Yu Wenwen, a scholar in her previous life, then it would not be a problem to get into any university, but unfortunately she didn't have this ability.

Lin Shenxia received a message from Yu Wenwen that she would go with her younger brother, and also agreed on a place to meet.

"Eat more, gain weight."

Lin Shenxia fed the little goldfish as always, and the sunlight outside the window shone in, and he moved the fish tank to a place where the sun couldn't get out.

He looked at the little goldfish for a long time, then suddenly reacted, shook his head, and said to himself, "What am I thinking?" ”

He sat back on the blanket, restored Yu Wenwen's deleted recording, put on headphones, and her voice fell into his ears, so eloquent that her smile appeared in his mind.

Yu Wenwen should have grown up with love, so that he can be carefree, and his smile is full of happiness.

She must have hot meals to eat every day, when it is cold, her mother will add quilts and thick clothes for her, she will be bullied outside, her father will give her a head, and there is a younger brother to play with.