When Tang Yao was young, she always heard the aunts and mothers-in-law in the pavilion in the community say which child was picked up from under which bridge, and which child was not biological, but very filial.

Tang Yao ran home and asked Tang's mother, where did she come from?

Tang's mother casually said that she picked it up from the trash can, and even said where the trash can was. Although Tang Yao didn't believe it when she heard it, she was a little sad in her heart. Because a few days ago, Tang's mother obviously said that she had a night of pain when she gave birth to Tang Yao, and she didn't dare to squeak for fear of being disliked by the nurse on the night shift, the implication was how hard it was to give birth to a child, and Tang Yao should be more obedient. But within a few days, Tang Yao became an abandoned baby discarded by others in the trash can.

Although Tang Yao was a little sad in her heart, she never doubted that she was her mother's father's biological child.

If the version of the trash can that Tang's mother told Tang Yao about one day was actually real, Tang Yao probably couldn't accept it. It's like Chen Yanli in Tang Yao's class who left a letter to run away from home to find her biological father, this kind of behavior is also understandable and worthy of sympathy.

According to rumors, Chen Yanli said in the letter that she just wanted to go back and ask why they left her behind and handed it over to others.

After Tang Yao learned about this situation, she went home and hugged her mother for a long time. Tang's mother was a little inexplicable when she was hugged by Tang Yao, but Tang Yao enjoyed it very much, her mother was her biological mother, and it felt so good.

Afterwards, Tang Yao told Tang's mother about Chen Yanli in their class. Tang's mother actually looked informed, saying that several families in their village went to pick up the little girl that year, and everyone knew it, but the children didn't know.

Tang Yao suddenly had another pimple in his heart. It hurts not because I don't know, but because you all know it, but I don't know it.

Lao Yu said that if he was absent from school for more than a week without reason, the school had the right to expel the student.

Chen Yanli has been absent from school for four days, and if she does not come back tomorrow, she will be expelled.

There was suddenly one less person in the class, and the atmosphere was a little depressing.

The sky has been gloomy these days, and the tip of Tang Yao's nose is still a little painful. I don't know if it's because of the weather, or because of the sequelae of being hit.

Chang Jian came a few times and asked Tang Yao how his nose felt? Most of them were bounced back by Xiao Jiang.

In other words, it is really remarkable for Xiao Jiang to be a spokesperson. Every time Chang Jian came back, he either turned around without saying anything, and it was rare that he wanted to insist on saying one more word, and classmate Jiang could politely return the person.

Tang Yao gave Lao Jiang a thumbs up several times in private.

No, Chang Jian is here again.

"Jiang Weimin, you are not allowed to speak." Chang Jian said in advance in case Xiao Jiang said something to block him again.

Xiao Jiang raised his hands to cover his mouth, with an expression that you have the ability to say what you say, as if he was super innocent.

Chang Jian stretched out his body and tried to cross Xiao Jiang's desk, but fortunately, Chang Jian was tall, and the more relaxed, "Tang Yao, is your nose better?" Chang Jian asked.

Tang Yao was doing English multiple-choice questions, and he didn't raise his head, and waved his writing hand in the direction of Chang Jian, holding a ballpoint pen in his hand. After waving his hand, Tang Yao just took back the pen and wrote an A in parentheses after the title.

"It's okay." Chang Jian said to himself.

"Then can you lend me your English notes for copying?" Chang Jian continued to ask.

Tang Yao still raised the hand that was writing and waved, but did not speak.

Chang Jian was a little puzzled, the movements before and after were surprisingly consistent, did this Tang Yao hear his words?

Chang Jian glanced at Xiao Jiang, who innocently blinked his big eyes, covering his mouth with both hands and never putting them down.

Tang Yao finished one page, turned the exercise book to the next page, and found that there was no more. With a sigh of relief, he closed the exercise book and raised his head.

"Chang Jian? How are you there? Looking for Lao Jiang? Tang Yao looked up and saw Xiao Jiang covering his mouth, squatting on the side of Chang Jian, looking at her, and at the same time glanced at Xiao Jiang.

"You just waved to me, you forgot?" Chang Jian asked.

"yes, oh, maybe." Tang Yao flipped through the class schedule in the pencil case, looked at the content of the next class, and then took out the geography book and put it on the table.

"I'd like to ask you to borrow notes in English." Chang Jian asked again.

"Oh, the notes are in Mousse's hands, you have to line up. However, Mu Sisi has always been slow, if you are in a hurry, you can ask the class representative to borrow it first. After Tang Yao finished speaking, the bell rang. Chang Jian couldn't do it, so he had to go back to his seat.

Lao Jiang clicked on the English book on Tang Yao's desk and shook his head, "Women are really not red and heartbeat when they are panicking." ”

"I'm not lying, it's Mousse pre-ordered. She said it was Her Majesty's prerogative. Aren't you going to challenge the Queen's authority? Or do you want to challenge the science maniac next door? ”

"When I didn't say anything." Lao Jiang rested his head on the desk and raised his hands high, "Please let go." ”

Tang Yao smiled lightly, Lao Yu, who was three years old in junior high school, arranged three tables for her, and only Xiao Jiang was the most interesting.

"Come to your senses, and I'll ask Her Majesty for a favor from you, and ask Her Majesty to go to her grandfather and get you some coins."

As soon as Lao Jiang heard that there were coins, his eyes immediately lit up, and he still maintained the posture of "begging to be spared" just now, and shouted, "My king is wise, nine thousand years old and mighty." ”

"Pay attention to your wording, most of the nine thousand years old are eunuchs." Although Tang Yao was a little angry on the surface, he really felt that Xiao Jiang was interestingly tight, "nine thousand years old", and Xiao Jiang thought of it.