This weekend was a little different because the flowers didn't come back.

After lunch, Shen Qingjia didn't have to go to Hua Rujin's house. She stayed at home and read the extracurricular books for a while, took ten minutes to digest the contents of the extracurricular books, and then went out to go out under the big camphor tree at the door and take a turn. Because there was still scattered rain on the leaves shortly after the rain, she accidentally drenched a light rain under the tree. Shen Zhishi saw her sister's terrifying expression in front of the window and felt that her god-like sister was really like a stupid hat at this moment, he couldn't help but laugh, but after all, it backfired, and he laughed. There are always so many reassuring moments when there is a sister. Shen Qingjia patted the rain on her head and came into the house, and she decided to check her homework again, even though she didn't think she could make a mistake. Shen Qingjia believes that today's work is done today. Her homework is usually done as soon as she gets home from school that day, which is an ironclad habit she has formed over the years. She doesn't like cramming, and she doesn't like to panic. She is used to everything being in order. She wants her life to be in her own hands. Shen Chi once said that successful people are self-disciplined and can be restrained; Knowing what to do and what not to do, they never waste their time doing useless things, nor do they skimp on their time to do what is worth doing. For a long time, Shen Qingjia took these words as a warning quote he gave to himself. In fact, she still remembers it today. Be self-disciplined and not indulgent. Both in study and in life. When she finished checking the last question, she smiled with satisfaction. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and if Hua Wanjin came back, she would already be on her way back to school.

"Sister. Brother Sheng is here. Shen Zhishi's timely appearance broke her thoughts.

"Oh." Shen Qingjia chuckled in his heart, but his face was still calm. She picked up the mirror on the table and looked at it, put a strand of hair loose from her sideburns behind her ear, looked left and right, and practiced several smiles in the mirror, OK, perfect, no flaws. Shen Qingjia stood up and left the chair and walked out of his room leisurely.

Originally, he thought that Song Fusheng was in the hall, but Shen Qingjia did not see him here. On the contrary, there is a large bag of buns on the table of the Eight Immortals in the hall, which is very eye-catching. Needless to say, this must have been bought by Song Fusheng.

"Song Fusheng!" Shen Qingjia finally found him in Shen Zhishi's house. He was teaching Shen Zhishi to write math problems.

"Your sister is here." Song Fusheng raised his head and glanced at Shen Qingjia.

Shen Qingjia is wearing a white puff-sleeved shirt with a floral strap dress today. It's pretty good. But Song Fusheng always felt that this skirt was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Sister. I don't have a question, so I won't ask my brother by the way. Brother Sheng's lecture was so careful that I understood it at once. Shen Zhishi was full of praise for Song Fusheng.

"Are you saying that your sister's lecture technique is not good in disguise?" Shen Qingjia patted Shen Zhishi's head with his hand.

"No, no, no. Both of you are awesome. It's all amazing. Shen Zhishi touched the back of his head, not to mention, my sister is also a little heavy this time. Of course he's a little man, and that's fine.

"How do you buy so many buns?" Shen Qingjia asked.

"I happened to pass by the steamed bun shop when I came back and bought it. Oh yes, there are flowers, too, and I've already sent them over. Song Fusheng said.