Chapter 32 The Cultivation of Blackened Bamboo Horses ( 32 )
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Fat Group: How did the master feel a deep malice coming from this witch?
Could it be that I haven't been sleeping enough lately, so I have an endocrine disorder?
Chu Yu almost choked to death when he noticed the thoughts in his heart when he noticed a certain ball.
Incretion?
Tut-tut!
Gu's mother glanced at Chu Yu, who was distracted, and sighed silently, "Okay, don't be stunned, it's going to take a while to eat, you and your brother Tinghao will go to the room to read first." ”
"Hmm."
Chu Yu nodded, and walked towards the room, Si Tinghao was stunned for a second, picked up the schoolbag on the sofa and followed.
The room is very monotonous, except for the bed, desk, and wardrobe, there is nothing else, and the cleanliness makes Si Tinghao a little suspicious of life.
Although the two families are familiar with each other, this is also the first time Si Tinghao has entered Chu Yu's bedroom, and the layout of the bedroom is too different from Gu Yanxi in his impression.
He groped with his fingers at random in the corners that he usually didn't easily touch, and was surprised to find that there was no dust at all, "Your room is very clean!" ”
"Of course, I'm clean."
Chu Yu took out the homework in his schoolbag, threw it on the table, and after turning a few pages, he didn't move again.
"Aren't you going to finish your homework?"
"I'm a good baby, why don't I write? Take your time, I'm not in a hurry anyway. ”
Immediately, Chu Yu slowly sat down, opened the language homework, saw the dense text, and his brain ached, and he turned his head to look at Si Tinghao, "When you sing about wine, what is your life?" What's in the back? ”
Si Tinghao opened his mouth to answer, but he still stopped, his eyes rolled around and said, "Be generous, and your worries will be unforgettable." ”
"Huh? Is this it? Chu Yu frowned, quickly loosened up, and stared at Si Tinghao's eyes, "Are you sure it's this?" ”
"If you doubt me, don't ask me!"
Si Tinghao stared at Chu Yu angrily, but for some reason, his voice was a little lacking.
Chu Yu glanced at him, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, dead rat, really scheming.
Believe you, rats are very cunning!
This is not the first time Chu Yu has asked him, but the other party has given the wrong answer every time, if it weren't for her wit, she would have died many times ago.
So habitually, she didn't argue about it, but wrote at the end of those two lines of poetry, 'Like the morning dew, the day is bitter. ’
As smart as Si Tinghao, he never found out that almost every of Chu Yu's liberal arts homework was correct, but he couldn't do the exam, so it was unknown whether he pretended to be unable to remember it or really couldn't remember it.
After all, every time Chu Yu didn't bring textbooks home.
The room was quiet, and by the time the two of them smelled the smell of food and walked out, the table was already full of dishes.
As shrewd as Chu Yu, he washed his hands early, sat on the table and waited for the meal to start.
Si Tinghao: ...... The starving ghost is reincarnated.
Halfway through the meal, Gu's mother and Si's mother had a good heart, and at the same time put down the chopsticks in their hands, only to see Gu's mother turn her head and stare at Chu Yu.
"Xiaoxi, let me tell you, isn't it going to take the college entrance examination? The college entrance examination is quite important, and we plan to go to Yongfuji Temple to beg the Bodhisattva to bless you to be admitted to a good university. ”
"This is feudal superstition, I can't believe it, don't you still believe in your daughter's intelligence?"
"I don't believe it."