When I could barely see it at home, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

Da Miao's hungry chest is attached to his back, but there is nothing to eat in this house. I searched around the kitchen, but I didn't even have a handful of rice.

Who can live like this?

Since there was nothing to eat, Da Miao could only find money and collect some dimes from each drawer at home.

There are five huge pieces of money in the patchwork!

This contrast made Da Miao want to laugh.

Thinking that she, a person with a deposit of 650,000 yuan in real life, was ecstatic because she found five yuan.

There is a commissary at the entrance of the community, and Da Miao bought two packs of lucky instant noodles.

When I returned home, I thought about cooking it and eating it, but I found that there was no natural gas and no electricity at home.

Da Miao couldn't help but suspect that she had taken on a post-apocalyptic mission!

After thinking about it, I still went to the third floor and knocked on the door of the heroine's house.

The heroine didn't open it immediately, but looked through the cat's eye, and then asked through the door: "What's the matter?" ”

"I want to borrow it for your kitchen, I don't have gas at home." Da Miao shook the two packets of instant noodles in his hand at the door.

Wu Qiong opened the door at this time, "Come in." ”

"No one in your house?" When Da Miao went in, he saw that all the lights in the house were on, the TV was on, and Wu Qiong was holding a remote control in his hand.

"My parents are still at work." Wu Qiong added, "They will be back soon." ”

"Okay." Da Miao asked, "Have you had dinner?" ”

Wu Qiong shook her head, "I ate some biscuits." ”

"Then let's eat together." Da Miao said.

Wu Qiong followed up, "There are eggs in the kitchen." ”

"Understood."

Da Miao quickly brought out two bowls of boiled instant noodles, and there were eggs from Wu Qiong's family in them.

Da Miao, a person who has been honing his cooking skills for more than 20 years, immediately captured Wu Qiong's heart with a bowl of instant noodles, "I have never eaten such delicious instant noodles." ”

"That's for sure." Da Miao drank the last sip of soup, "Cooking instant noodles is very technical, well, how much to put in the seasoning, when to put it, and how long to cook the noodles, I am very particular." ”

"Alright, it's time for me to go." Da Miao washed the dishes and chopsticks, and saw that the heroine's parents were about to go home, so she stood up and said goodbye.

Before going out, Da Miao said again: "If you want to be scared at home alone, don't watch criminal investigation dramas, how good it is to watch cartoons." ”

Da Miao didn't expect that when she got home, there was someone at home.

On the stool lay a drunken woman on her back.

Damiao walked over to check her breathing, and then left her alone.

In this home, cold water is also used for bathing, although it is summer, but Da Miao does not have the habit of taking cold showers, looking at the unconscious woman who drank it, Da Miao was angry in his heart.

If Zhang Yan is the most intuitive murderer who caused Wu Qiong's suicide, then the woman in front of her is the maker of the murderer.

There was a smell in the room, and the seedlings slept unsteadily.

Looking back on all the tasks I have experienced, the worst living conditions are now this.

The first, the most favored princess by the queen, stood directly on the pinnacle of life. The second, the painter's daughter and the granddaughter of the university president, is basically a character who stands at the end of the line from birth.

It's a bit miserable now.

Bad elementary school students, single-parent families, no money to eat.

"Is that the difference between more than a million and less than a million?" Da Miao was still thinking about this when she fell asleep.

When she woke up the next day, Zhang Yan's mother also woke up.

Maybe it's not time to wake up, but it's time to move.

Like a loss, he moved from the stool to his room, completely unaware that his daughter was next to him.

On the floor that was cleaned yesterday, there was a mess of vomit.

directly disgusted the seedlings and half died.

In this place, Da Miao can't stay for a minute.

I grabbed my schoolbag and arrived at the school gate early.

The school hasn't opened yet, and Da Miao only remembered at this time that he didn't seem to have done his homework.

didn't think much about it, turned around and squatted on the edge of the flower bed and began to make up for homework.

In the last task, Da Miao worked as a teacher for two years, and during this period, in order to support this profession, he made up a lot of classes. Homework in the sixth grade of primary school is not difficult for her at all.

The main thing is the homework of this era, and it is not as riotous as it was later.

Da Miao didn't know that she was squatting on the flower bed to make up her homework, and she was seen by the head teacher.

The head teacher rode a bicycle to school early in the morning, and saw Zhao Yan from afar, at first I thought she was copying homework, but then I thought about it, this guy never handed in homework, and he didn't need to copy it.

"How do you do your homework here?" The head teacher pushed the bicycle over.

Da Miao was startled by her sudden voice, "Oh, teacher." It's not like I can't write at home. ”

As a homeroom teacher who has taken Zhao Yan for six years, Ms. Zhou certainly knows that her family situation is complicated. "If you can't do your homework at home, you can do it in the classroom and go back," she said. ”

"That's that, I'll pay attention later." Da Miao saw the school gate open and prepared to put away the math workbook on the flower bed.

The head teacher took it quickly, and when he saw the above questions, he actually did all the things right.

"Teacher Zhou still checks math homework?"

"I'm your homeroom teacher, I don't care about your homework?"

"Boss!" Zhao Jiayao's voice was heard in the distance.

Teacher Zhou's brows furrowed instantly, and he looked at Zhao Jiayao with disapproval, and when the others walked in front of him, he said, "What do you call her?" ”

"Boss." Zhao Jiayao, this guy is also true, and he has no eyesight.

"Is this what a student should be called?" The head teacher assigned homework on the spot, "You copied Zhang Yan's name fifty times for me today, and if you can't finish copying, you won't be allowed to go home!" ”

After the head teacher finished speaking, his eyes turned to Da Miao, "You ......"

Da Miao: "It's not fair, I only have two words, and her name is three words!" ”

"I said you copied it?" The head teacher returned the workbook to Da Miao, "Go back to the classroom and write it well!" ”

After the head teacher pushed the cart away, Zhao Jiayao handed over a bun, "Boss, why were you caught by her early in the morning." ”

Looking at this skillful feeding habit, it is estimated that Zhang Yan's tall figure is all due to Zhao Jiayao.

Before the second class started in the morning, the head teacher suddenly called Da Miao over, "Zhao Yan, your father is here, go to the office with the teacher." ”

Father? Da Miao thought it was strange, because this was a person who had not appeared in the video.

Coming to the office, there were three men standing in the office, two of them with work badges around their necks, which said Red Heart Community, presumably community workers.

"Why don't you call someone when you see me?" The man standing in the middle said to Da Miao.

"Everyone, satisfied?" With this estrangement and disgust, Da Miao can't call his father.

"It's really uneducated!" The man bypassed Da Miao and was about to leave, but the two staff members next to him persuaded: "Mr. Zhang, it hasn't been more than two minutes since you met, so you can't be considered a visit." ”

The man didn't leave now, just stood there staring at Da Miao.

Da Miao quickly reflected, and the first priority was not to look at it or not, but to get some living expenses from him.