Fu Xiao's time to be a fart was over soon, and Fu's father and mother drove a tricycle to pick her up in the afternoon.

"Mom and Dad, why are you back?" Fu Xiao hadn't seen his parents for a long time, and Mao Jinxing's gaze was glued to the two of them, strangely excited.

Mom and Dad are still in memory, Mom Wu Yun is a little fat, amiable, is a simple, kind and hardworking person, the only drawback is that he likes to nag.

Dad Fu Cheng's face is a bit similar to an apple face, with big eyes, a straight nose, no extra meat on his body, usually taciturn, and usually stands up when there is something.

The years are unforgiving, and the two people have slight wrinkles on their faces, and they look like loving mothers and strict fathers, but in fact, they are both loving fathers and strict mothers.

Mother Fu hated iron and pointed at her head: "Come back to pick you up, you're back, your grandma doesn't care about you, let you play every day." ”

When the old lady entered the door, she saw her daughter-in-law's hand pressed on Fu Xiao's forehead, pulled Fu Xiao away, and looked at the two people in front of her complainingly.

"It's not all good, I'm worried that she's sick again, if she has something to say, what is it like to move her hands and feet."

When Fu Ma heard this, she was angry, and when she said this, she became angry:

"Mom, you don't know, it was originally a small cold, and she couldn't go to the hospital to die, so it would have to be a serious illness."

Worried that she wouldn't go to class if she pretended not to know the school date, and was afraid that she wouldn't be well, the two of them left what they were doing and rushed back.

"Mom and Dad, Xiaoxiao knows it's wrong, so you can let me go." Fu Xiao frowned, put his hands together, and pretended to bow down.

"You say all day long, don't you see Xiaoxiao and are you a little afraid of you?" The old lady couldn't see her granddaughter being wronged, so she spent a lot of time with the old lady since she was a child.

Only in front of her, she will not be afraid of heaven and earth, her nature will be exposed, and she will restrain her temperament in front of her son and daughter-in-law, like a good baby, more quiet and less smart.

"Mom, if she doesn't go to the house to uncover the tiles, I burn high incense, you just protect her, she's so old, she doesn't understand at all, we don't mean her, we're worried about her." Dad Fu raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, and he had a posture of wanting to theorize.

Fu Xiao was a little cowardly, worried that the three of them would not agree with each other, so he stopped between them and spoke:

"Grandma, didn't you tell me to pick some food and take it back to eat, it just so happened that my parents came back, let's go together."

Fu Xiao followed her grandmother around the vegetable garden, all wanting to fish a little back, the pollution-free vegetables at home, and then she rarely ate them in the next few years, and now a lot of them are in front of her, and she can't wait to pack them up, the key is that Fu Xiao still remembers that this grandmother planted it, and she just thinks about it.

Fu Xiao, who returned with a full load, quickly said goodbye to the old lady, and reluctantly looked at the people who were getting farther and farther away.

Wuzhen.

At night, Fu Xiao was groping around the room in cartoon pajamas, every inch she was familiar with, and when she opened the books that she hadn't touched for a long time, it was difficult to figure out the meaning of those topics for a while.

Twisting her neck, Fu Xiao walked to the wooden bench, sat down directly, was in a daze, lifted Erlang's legs, still felt uncomfortable, took a novel from the table casually, and threw it back when she thought that she would get up to school tomorrow.

After sitting for a long time, my body felt tired and tired, so I fell asleep on the table in a daze.

I don't know when, Fu Xiao woke up with urine, and turned on the lights three times all the way to the bathroom.

Looking out through the window of the bathroom, the sky is full of stars, and the shining stars are like gems inlaid in the black curtain, shining brightly.

The pale yellow crescent moon hangs in the middle of the sky, resembling a girl's bright smile.

Tomorrow is another good day.

Fu Xiao woke up, it was already three poles in the morning, hurried to the attached middle school, stepped across the playground, "jingle bell" bells, and had already finished self-study.

The class was on the second floor, Fu Xiao went up the stairs with a few books in his arms, walked up the three stairs, and at the corner, a pair of leather shoes worn by a man were imprinted into his eyes, Fu Xiao was stunned, and there was a faint guess, this scene was inexplicably similar.

Eyes looking up, wearing black pants, the head teacher with white short sleeves behind his back walked down, avoiding it, Fu Xiao was extremely embarrassed.

I didn't expect to live again, but I still can't avoid this picture, and I always meet the head teacher in this position.

Fu Xiao subconsciously straightened his waist, subconsciously greeted, and wanted to cry without tears, forgetting the name of the head teacher.

"Good morning, teacher."

The head teacher nodded, with a chuckle, and replied habitually:

"Good morning, overslept again?"

Fu Xiao nodded stiffly and moved to the right, letting the head teacher go first.

Fu Xiao felt that the head teacher had a really good temper, and he didn't rule out that he thought that she was a hopeless student, and never said half a word about her.

Pulling his head to the door of the classroom, Fu Xiao had a headache again, the classroom was noisy and noisy, and in the next few years, he was used to being quiet, and suddenly faced with such a noisy environment, he was very unaccustomed.

There's also the fatal point of forgetting which position you are sitting in.

A few classmates who played well saw her and greeted her.

"Fu Xiao, you're here."

"Fu Xiao, is the cold cured?"

"Hurry up, what are you doing over there?"

"Fu Xiao, you are so bold, you have been late for a hundred years, I really don't know why Lao Zhou didn't talk about you."

The big male voice sucked Fu Xiao's eyes away, and a good-looking male classmate sat on the table, dangling his legs and staring straight at her.

Fu Xiao went through it in her mind, and she remembered that this person was probably a classmate who was okay.

As he walked into the classroom, he replied, "Here I am, I'm ready to come to class." Then he deliberately prolonged his tone, and his tone was extremely narrow: "Probably the teacher thinks that I have terminal cancer and have given up treatment." ”

"Jiang Ye, don't look at Fu Xiao Si Wenwen, just bully her." A female classmate who called Fu Xiao just now joked next to her.

Jiang Ye didn't repeat the topic just now, jumped off the table, and muttered, "Na, your table will be returned to you." ”

Knowing his position, Fu Xiao showed his first sincere smile today, and thanked him softly.

The frank and sincere eyes on the baby's face are as bright as autumn water, and they are dazzling.

Sitting on the desk after a long absence, Fu Xiao was full of emotion, if she remembered correctly, her position could be regarded as a treasure of feng shui, and the people sitting around her were the top five people in the class.

The same table came over, took her hand, and took the book in Fu Xiao's hand away with Jiaoxiao:

"Fu Xiao, it's a coincidence that you're here, tomorrow there is a math test in the school, and the top three in each class will take the exam, and you are among them, I'm worried that you won't be able to catch up."

Why are you coming, you don't come, it's me going to take the exam.

Fu Xiao suddenly heard such a sentence in his mind, as well as a picture of cutting his hair at the same table.

"Hehe, I wish I had missed it." Fu Xiao laughed dryly, how could she come back to class at this time, and she didn't have anything to do a day late.

She didn't see her classmates say that, and she received this message in her head.