After eating, Tang Yu took Han Mo to the supermarket.

"You buy something, why do you have to pull me." Han Mo didn't want to come to the supermarket at all, there were too many people at this point, and it was very crowded.

"Aren't I embarrassed, you have to come with me anyway." Tang Yu picked up two small hot water bottles and asked Han Mo, "Which color do you think is beautiful?" ”

"It's not winter yet, what's the use of you buying a hot water bottle?"

"You help me pick one, hurry up."

Han Mo pointed to the goose-yellow one.

"That's it." Tang Yu took the goose-yellow hot water bottle and went to pay.

During the afternoon nap, Tang Yu secretly put the hot water bottle filled with hot water into Xia Shu's hand. Xia Shu didn't fall asleep at all because her stomach was uncomfortable, and she turned her face to look at Tang Yu when she was lying on her stomach.

"Aren't you feeling sick?" Tang Yu whispered, but he didn't dare to be too specific.

Tang Yu asked Su Ziyue with a note when Xia Shu went to the dormitory, only to know that Xia Shu was in menstrual period. Originally, Su Ziyue didn't want to pay attention to him, but she couldn't bear that he kept poking himself with the pen cover in the back, and she couldn't wait to stand up and grab his pen at that time, how far away she threw it.

"Thank you." Xia Shu naturally knew what Tang Yu meant, but after all, he was a little embarrassed, and he was still a little shy when the boy knew about his menstrual period.

Xia Shu has always regarded Tang Yu as a tablemate and a friend, and has never had any other ideas. So occasionally, when Tang Yu was coquettish to herself, she was disgusted and ignored. Most of the time, Xia Shu was cold in front of Tang Yu, and he had a fight with Han Mo.

To the south of the school is the laboratory building, where some manual classes in physics and chemistry are held. There is a library on the third floor of the laboratory building, which is about the size of three classrooms, but few students go there to borrow books.

Recently, the school encourages everyone to go to the library to have a look, if you are interested in books you can borrow, if you want to read the books you want to read, you can also register with the borrowing teacher, and every month will select some suitable books to purchase.

In order to respond to the call, the class teacher asked everyone in the class if there were any books they wanted to read and reported them to the representative of the Chinese class, but no one said anything after the whole day. The third year of high school is relatively heavy, and the homework may not be completed, where will there be leisure time to read extracurricular books.

After another period of time, the school hopes that everyone can donate some books to the students of the primary school in the mountainous area, and this time the students' interest and enthusiasm to participate are obviously greater.

At home on the weekend, after Natsuki finished his homework, he looked for a book in his room. In addition to art-related books, there are only a few extracurricular books, she picked up a book with yellowed pages of "Childhood", flipped through it, and a smell of old came to her face. When this book was still in junior high school, the teacher asked to buy a foreign reading book to write about it, so she bought it. In fact, she didn't read it much after she bought it, and she copied it directly on the Internet after reading it.

Natsuki was a little hesitant to donate this book, but felt that this book was a little shabby. Suddenly, she thought that there were bookshelves in her brother's room, and hurriedly ran to Xia Li's room.

Looking at Xia Liman's bookshelf, although some of them are novels and comics, some of them were bought by myself and put here, in addition to this, there are also a lot of extracurricular books.

She dialed Xia Li's phone and wanted him to donate a copy too, after all, it was her alma mater.

"Hey, brother."

"Why did you remember to call me today, is there something to ask me for?"

"Your sister missed you, so she called you."

"Come on, you say, what's the matter?"

"Hehehehe, brother, our school wants to donate books, I don't have any books, aren't there a lot of bookshelves in your room, donate one."

"Well, yes, except for the top two rows, you are not allowed to move, you can choose the rest. By the way, just in case, you can send me the name after you pick it, and I have to confirm it. For those you bought yourself, you don't have to report it to me. ”

"Got it, I'm so worried."

"You're really right, okay, I still have to sleep, you remember to send me a message."

"Alright, alright, goodbye, lazy pig!"

After Xia Shu hung up the phone, he squatted on the ground, searched for it, and finally pulled out a copy of "Modern Chinese History" from below, and decided that this was it.

Tang Yu flipped through the pages at home for a long time and only found a copy of "Three Hundred Tang Poems", which Zhao Yunyun bought for him during the summer vacation of his third grade of primary school, and forced him to memorize ancient poems at home every day. It was probably his most glorious moment in the ancient poems, and after a month of diligent recitation, he could casually shake his head and recite a poem. But he just knew how to memorize it, and he didn't understand the meaning at all, but it was also a bragging capital at the time.

When he saw this book, he thought about donating it, and also donated the painful memories of reciting ancient poems every day.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Yunyun saw him holding the book "Three Hundred Tang Poems".

"The school said it wanted to donate books, so I wanted to get this one."

"I've got some more, let's do it together."

When Tang Yu saw those parenting textbooks, he took a few steps back: "Mom, we are for primary school students, what's the use of you showing them these?" ”

Zhao Yunyun was a little disappointed: "Okay, your father was too busy to take care of you, and your grandparents were not in good health." I'm the only one, and I brought you up with these books......"

Tang Yu couldn't stop when she saw Zhao Yunyun talking about this topic, and hurriedly said, "Mom, I'm hungry." ”

Zhao Yunyun looked at her watch: "It's time to cook, remember to tidy up your room by yourself, and spread out the novels and comics on the ground." ”

"Right now, right now." Tang Yu hurriedly ran back to his room.

When I returned to school on Sunday, everyone put their books on the table.

Xia Shu looked at the five or six books on Su Ziyue's table: "Su Ziyue, why did you bring so many?" ”

"I used to like to buy magazines and novels, and at that time my dad knew that I liked them and would buy them for me, and there were a few times when the two of us bought a lot of books, and there were just a lot of copies that could be donated." Su Ziyue thought that it had taken her two hours to sort out the books on the bookshelf yesterday.

Since she was a child, she would save her extra pocket money and go to bookstores to buy magazines, novels, and comics. I bought it more often, and the proprietress was also familiar with her, and every time there was a new one, she would keep it. Sometimes they will ask her to take credit and wait for her to give when she has money. At this point, Xia Shu and Su Ziyue are quite similar.

The books that Han Mo brought were the same as his people, which made people disgusted when they saw it.

"Tang Yu, your book is very in line with your temperament." Xia Shu glanced at the worn-out "Three Hundred Tang Poems".

"Learn to be rich and have five cars."

As soon as Natsuki wanted to pour cold water on him, the teacher spoke.

"The students in the last row collected the books from the back up and put them together in the cardboard boxes on the podium."

In the end, it was counted that a total of 65 books were donated in the class, which is quite a considerable amount.

During the recess, Natsuki took out the composition text, looked at the score given by the teacher last time and sighed: "I have always been bad at writing essays, and I often can't write halfway through the exams." ”

Tang Yu echoed: "Me too." ”