Gu Shaoping saw Gu Shaoyuan's eyes staring at the book seriously, so he turned around and walked towards the door with a twisted brow.

When he arrived at the door, he turned his head to look at Gu Shaoyuan, who was bowing his head to study, and sighed faintly in his heart.

He knew that his eldest brother was in a bad mood when he fell off the list, but he didn't know how to persuade him.

The eldest brother's face is red and hot, it must not be because of a bad mood, maybe it is really because the house is too stuffy!

Gu Shaoping, who thought so, walked to the door, opened the door widely, and then walked out.

This night, although Gu Shaoyuan lost his mind at every turn, he still worked hard to complete a set of practice questions that he had to complete every day.

At about twelve o'clock in the morning, he lay down on the kang.

He was so tired that he fell asleep on weekdays, and he never felt that the felt under him was so prickly.

Wearing a vest, he tossed and turned, and finally put his coat under him, and then slept with difficulty.

......

The rapid knock on the door startled Zihan, who was smirking at the top of the higher peak of the Hundred Gardens, looking at the precious medicinal herbs hidden in the grass.

"Zihan, get up, it's time to practice."

A boy about the same age as Zihan was standing at Zihan's door, knocking on the door urgently.

"Wen Qing, come here, I'll teach you to practice first, and let Xiao Han sleep again."

Grandpa Lin, who heard the knock on the door, rushed out of the clinic in a hurry, and whispered to Zhao Wenqing, who was lying on Zihan's door, and listened to the movement by ear after shouting.

Next to the north side of the town government is the grain station, and Zhao Wenqing is the second son of Zhao Zongming, the head of the grain station, who is the same age as Zihan and a classmate from the first grade to the fifth grade of primary school.

Zihan, who had already been lying back on the kang, quickly got up, got dressed and got off the kang.

In my memory, this Zhao Wenqing seems to be a master who broke into the door, and he was nothing when he was a child.

Last year, he was so unscrupulous that his grandfather gave him a ban and installed a latch on the inside of her door.

She hurriedly climbed onto the kang last night because she heard her grandfather's movement, but she forgot that her grandfather told her to remember to latch the door before going to bed.

As soon as Zihan stepped on his shoes, Zhao Wenqing had already pushed open the door and barged in.

"Zihan, Zihan, have you gotten up?" Some hurried voices followed.

"Get up, what are you yelling for?" Zihan sighed in his heart and had to speak up.

Grandpa Lin's somewhat hurried footsteps followed, he didn't expect that the reckless second boy of Zhao Zongming's family didn't hear his call, and he didn't expect that the little girl didn't latch the door, so he let this kid break in.

Crossing the top of Zhao Wenqing's head, he saw that Zihan in the room was already dressed and was squatting and wearing shoes, and his hanging heart fell back to the ground.

Now that the little girl has grown up, she can't just let people into the little girl's house casually, and he is no exception.

Grandpa Lin raised his hand and knocked the back of Zhao Wenqing's head.

"How many times have I told you that you are not allowed to break into Xiaohan's house, have you forgotten again?"

"Oh? Yes!? ”

Zhao Wenqing, who was in pain, covered the back of his head and turned his head, and his bright eyes looked at Grandpa Lin with some resentment.

"Grandpa, you only said that I was not allowed to enter Zihan's house at night, but now it's daylight!"

Since Grandpa Lin's ban, he has lost the opportunity to come and do his homework with Zihan every night.

"Not during the day, remember?"

Grandpa Lin stretched out his hand and knocked on Zhao Wenqing's head, waiting for junior high school, Xiao Han's height will run faster and faster, and he has to change this kid's pregnancy as soon as possible.

Zhao Wenqing, who was in pain again, touched his forehead, nodded, looked back reluctantly at Zihan, who had already put on his shoes and stood up, turned around and walked out of the hut.

Zihan straightened her clothes and hair, and followed behind him with the corners of her mouth bent.

A somewhat naughty little boy, and the equally naughty playmate who will fight, go down to the river to fish, go up the mountain to dig medicine, and other bad things.