The main road in front of the school is a provincial road, which runs through the east and west of the town, the school is in the west of the town, and the scenic area is in the east of the town.

This can be seen from the few storefronts around the school, and if it weren't for a school, it would be much more depressed.

The house opposite the school was recently built, it was very new, and the façade was also very large, and the specific price Zhao Qingyu was not clear.

Although it was the day of the beginning of school, it was already afternoon, and the steamed bun shop had already closed.

Although the car wash shop next to him can also be asked, the owner of this shop, Zhao Qingyu, knows that it is very cold, except for the people who go to his house to wash the car, other people basically ignore him when they talk to him.

Zhao Qingyu doesn't like to be bored by himself, and wants to find out the rent of the empty store opposite, either find an opportunity to ask the owner of the bun shop, or go directly to the landlord.

The bun shop was closed, and the landlord didn't know where she lived, and although it was most likely on one of the upper floors of the façade, she couldn't knock on every floor.

It's not in a hurry, there is still half a month to go.

Zhao Qingyu remembers very well that half a month after the start of high school, his mother returned home with a sad face, and their factory was not profitable and was about to lay off employees.

As a veteran employee of a state-owned enterprise, he is also facing the risk of being laid off.

Although my mother was not laid off later, most people's wages dropped a lot, and my mother took the initiative to leave after thinking about it again, and many old workers like my mother in the factory at that time also resigned to work in the sea.

My mother stayed at home for less than a week, and through an acquaintance nearby, she went to the south to work, which was more than ten years, and she could only come back for a few days during the Chinese New Year.

My father has been working in a neighboring city, and he only comes back once a month as before.

There may be cracks in the relationship between two people who live together, not to mention couples who get together less and leave more all year round.

Because my mother came back too few times, I ...... later

Whenever he thought of this, Zhao Qingyu gritted his teeth at his father, and his head was so angry that his head smoked.

This time, she would never let this happen!!

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When Zhao Qingyu returned home, Zhao Qingfeng was sitting on the old-fashioned bamboo bed in the living room watching TV, and there were a few familiar stickers on the wall next to the bamboo bed.

What Gold Saint Seiya, Dragon Ball, and other boys like anime characters.

It's not this kind of animation on TV, it's Doraemon, and she looks closely and finds that it's an on-demand station.

This kind of on-demand station, as long as you press the on-demand hotline above, you can order various catalogs inside, movies and television, arcade games, popular MVs, and more cartoons.

Ten yuan on demand once, of course, it's impossible to watch it all at once, an episode of 20 cartoons can give you three paragraphs.

Most of the people who want to watch this are children who don't have adults at home, and they use the landline at home to call the hotline while their parents are not at home.

It's basically impossible to watch the whole anime completely, if any local tyrant can order several episodes of the same animation in a row, she and her brother can jump happily sitting in front of the TV.

I just don't know if the unknown local tyrant friends will get a meal of bamboo whip fried meat when the parents on the other side pay the phone bill.

Just thinking about it, Zhao Qingyu saw Zhao Qingfeng holding a brand-new PHS in his hand, his eyes staring at the TV, hehe silly music, and his heart suddenly chuckled.

"Brother, you didn't order this cartoon, did you?"

"No, when this is over, I also want to order a ...... I want to see" Zhao Qingfeng explained honestly.

Zhao Qingyu's eyebrows jumped, and he directly pulled out PHS from Zhao Qingfeng's hand, and said unceremoniously: "No, ordering once is the food money for you and me for two days, we are not rich people, let's just look at what others order, aren't you very happy to see it." ”

Zhao Qingfeng was a little depressed, but his sister's next words made him happy again: "When my sister has money in the future, I will buy you a full set of animation CDs you like." ”

"Hmm!"

"The premise is that you have to be obedient and study hard." Zhao Qingyu did not forget the instructions of the timing.

"Good!"

Zhao Qingfeng nodded loudly, plus someone on the TV started to watch again, which happened to be the animation he liked, and he couldn't help grinning happily.

Zhao Qingyu also smiled, and after repeatedly explaining that her brother could only call and send text messages if she had something, she took PHS to the room and put it in the desk drawer.

After thinking about it, I felt that this would not work, and if the phone call came, I couldn't hear it, so I took it out again and put it on the table.

A gust of wind blew from the window, blowing the pages of the book on the table.

She sat down and looked out at the leafy poplar tree, beside which was a long-abandoned red watchtower, with a small lookout at the top of the tower, and the surrounding fence was rusty, as if it would break at any moment.

Sitting in the room, I could barely see the little cement wall above the spire.

Then, there is the blue sky and white clouds, and the blazing sun.

It's beautiful, but ...... It's also very sunny!

Because she lived on a higher floor, there were no other buildings opposite, and there were occasionally birds passing by, and there were hardly any living creatures in sight, so her parents did not put curtains in her room!

Half of the wall of her south-facing window was hollowed out to make a large four-sided window, which was a trend in the past.

The light in the room is much brighter, but most of the day, the room is exposed to the sun, which makes Zhao Qingyu, who pays attention to sun protection at any time, very unacceptable.

Except for the window of my parents, which is curtained with old sheets, the rest of the place is bright and clean, and you can sleep by the moonlight at night.

Zhao Qingyu, who has lived for more than ten years, already knows the importance of sun protection, so she decided to install curtains in her room!

Brother's too!

She remembered that in the large combination cabinet in her parents' room, there were a lot of sheets and quilts, cotton wool and quilts.

It's been too long for her to remember clearly, so she rummaged through the cabinets, and finally turned out a few crumpled sheets in the corner of the cabinet.

She didn't know which ones were new and which ones were old, so she could only find two relatively ugly ones by feeling.

She didn't have much impression of where the needlework was placed at home, so she asked Zhao Qingfeng, who was watching TV.

"Brother, do you know where the needle and thread are in the house?"

"Hmm." Zhao Qingfeng answered, got up to look for it, and soon turned out a small roll of thread in his parents' room, with a needle inserted in it.

At the moment when he took the needle and thread, Zhao Qingyu suddenly remembered that his brother's pants were torn before, and they were all sewn by himself, but the sewing was ugly, crooked, like a crappy centipede, and she had laughed at her.

"Tell me when your clothes are torn in the future, and I'll sew them for you."

"Well, sister, I'm going to watch TV."

"Well, remember to stay away from the TV."