After seeing the National Day homework, my temper became furious. Looking at the array of geese returning north in the sky, I would suddenly tear the scroll in front of me; Listening to Li Guyi's sweet singing, I would slam the homework book in my hand against the walls around me.

My mother quietly hid out and listened to me from a place where I couldn't see. When all was silent again, she crept in again, her eyes red, looking at me.

"I heard that the reference answers to the book city are on sale, so I'll push you to buy some." That's what she always said.

Mother liked the answers, but since the eleventh assignment was issued, the reference answers in her box were gone.

"No, I'm not going!" I thrashed the assignment, which added up to 99 times around the earth, and shouted, "What am I going to write!" My mother rushed over and grabbed my hand, held back her crying and said, "Let's be together, copy well, copy ......well, copy well," but I never knew that her college for the elderly had a lot of homework to get to that step.

Later, my sister told me that she used to copy answers in the middle of the night, and her hands hurt so much that she couldn't sleep all night.

That day, I sat alone in the homework pile again, looking out the window at my neighbor's papers

"Boom, boom, lah" floated down. The mother came in and blocked the window: "The reference answer store is open, I'll push you to take a look." A pleading look appeared on her haggard face.

"When?"

"Tomorrow, if you want?" She said. My answer had already overjoyed her.

"Well, just tomorrow." I say. She was so happy that she sat down for a while, and stood up for a while: "Then hurry up and prepare." ”

"Murong, you have a lot of family affairs! 》Chapter 33 Murong Yangyi is hitting with his hand, please wait a moment,

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