The sky outside the window was getting brighter, and Jiang Xia stretched out a little tiredly.

Sure enough, it's still a young body, and I watched an all-night anime, but my body is a little heavy, and my brain is still mental, and there is no trace of sleepiness.

He closed his eyes and tried to digest the results of the night.

Hot-blooded comics are very similar to the painting style of Hong Kong comics in the previous life.,As for those daily love fans.,It's the heaviness of Han Man.,Children are really children.,The same Q version style.。

This also strengthened his idea to change the animation industry in this world.

With a long breath of turbidity, Jiang Xia slowly opened his eyes and reached out to pat Wang Ming's face who was sleeping on the table.

"Boss Wang, wake up, it's dawn."

Wang Ming opened his eyes with difficulty, and his cheeks were full of marks on the side where he was sleeping with his arms on his pillow. He shook his head vigorously and rubbed his face again, and his spirit was a little sober.

He stared at Jiang Xia, and his handsome face couldn't be seen to be a little greasy.

"Lao Jiang, have you been watching the film all night?"

"Well, almost." Jiang Xia nodded.

"Great, I can't hold it in the second half of the night, and now I have to go home to make up for a nap." He yawned again as he spoke, looking like he hadn't slept enough.

"Let's go, it's not too early, go back to your own house."

Jiang Xia glanced at the time, just after 7 o'clock in the morning, it was almost time to go home.

Thinking of his parents, he suddenly wanted to rush back immediately and hug them.

The two separated at the door of the Internet café, and Jiang Xia stopped a taxi on the side of the road and went straight back to the old community. He took a deep breath and tried to suppress the tension in his heart as much as possible, but his body still couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Walking up the stairs to the third floor, looking at the familiar security door with an inverted blessing, Jiang Xia slowly took out the key from his pocket, but his hands trembled and he couldn't insert it into the keyhole.

The two people in my memory are really ...... I really miss them.

However, in the next second, the door suddenly opened.

Seeing her son, Xia Shanshan was subconsciously stunned for a moment, and was hugged by Jiang Xia before she could speak.

"Eh! What are you doing, I'm carrying garbage, let go quickly, don't get your clothes dirty. ”

Jiang Xia ignored it, but hugged it tighter.

"I'll count 1, 2, 3, and if I don't let go, I'm going to beat you!"

"That's it!"

“？？？”

Xia Shanshan raised her hand to fight, Jiang Xia smiled and reluctantly let go, just looking at her mother, her eyes were a little red.

"Mom, don't fight, don't fight, I'm kidding, haven't I seen you for too long, don't you miss you."

"Get out of the way."

Xia Shanshan glared at him angrily: "The pocket money is gone again, right, but let me tell you, this trick is useless." ”

"No, no, Mom, I'm serious, you're younger and prettier than before." Jiang Xia said with a serious face.

"Less poor mouth! Want to get beaten, don't you? Hurry up and get inside and have breakfast? If you don't eat it, I'll throw away the garbage and cook noodles for you. ”

"I'll throw away the garbage." Jiang Xia hurriedly took over the garbage, and said with a smile: "Mom, I'm just hungry, I want to eat the tomato and egg noodles you made, okay?" ”

"Sure? Yes. ”

Watching Jiang Xia run downstairs in two steps, Xia Shanshan frowned and always felt that something was weird, was this kid too attentive today?

Could it be that he made a mistake at school and wanted to open up his net?

No, I'll have to ask him later.

Running downstairs in one breath, in a place where Xia Shanshan couldn't see it at all, Jiang Xia couldn't help but have a sour nose, and he almost couldn't hold back crying directly just now.

Mom, it's good to see you again.

After collecting his emotions for a while, he buried all the sad and painful memories of his previous life in his heart, no matter what, he was reborn, and naturally he would not let the tragedy of his previous life happen.

In this life, he must repay his parents well.

When I got home happily, I opened the door and smelled a smell of tomato scrambled eggs. Seeing Xia Shanshan busy in the kitchen with an apron, Jiang Xia closed his eyes, he had been thinking about this for many years.

I used to eat it every day, and I got tired of it, but until I couldn't eat it anymore, I began to think like crazy again, although Lin Yanwan often made it for him, but I always felt that it was a little bit worse.

Now that I think about it, it's not that the taste is worse, it's that the people who cook the noodles have changed.

Rubbing his face back from his state of longing, he looked around the home, the familiar furnishings, the awards on the wall, the electronic clock on the TV, and the row of flowers and plants on the balcony outside.

All this is exactly as I remember.

He touched this, touched that, and his eyes were full of nostalgia.

After a while, Xia Shanshan came out with a bowl of hot noodles: "What are you doing there?" Don't hurry up and wash your hands! ”

"Oh, yes."

Jiang Xia came out after washing his hands, looked at the tomato and egg noodles on the table, his nose was sore, he picked up the chopsticks and ate it in a big gulp, almost bursting into tears.

"Slow down, slow down, and no one is robbing you, I have to wonder if you didn't eat on time at school."

"Mom made it so delicious." Jiang Xia picked up the bowl and took a sip of soup to calm down.

Xia Shanshan was happy: "Didn't you always feel tired of eating this every day?" ”

"Who said that the best in the world is delicious, right?" Jiang Xia drank the soup base in one go, and then wiped his mouth with paper.

Xia Shanshan smiled when she heard this, what woman doesn't like to hear her family praise her cooking skills.

"Mom, where's my dad?"

"I left early in the morning, and I guess I'm driving at this time. What's wrong, what's wrong with your dad? Xia Shanshan looked at him and stopped talking, and knew that this kid must have something in his heart.

"No, no, no, I'll just ask."

Jiang Xia shook his head, but he was a little regretful that he didn't see his father, if he knew this, he should have come back from the Internet café as soon as possible.

After all, in his previous life, he was most sorry for his father.

If he hadn't failed to start a business and went bankrupt and owed a lot of money, his parents would not have sold his home to pay off his debts, and his father would not have driven a taxi day and night to support his family, and finally had a car accident due to fatigue driving.

In the end, it's all his fault.

"Tell me, did you get into trouble at school?" Xia Shanshan glanced at him and asked.

"How is that possible! Am I like that? Jiang Xia's righteous words were negative.

Xia Shanshan thought about it seriously, although her son was usually a little out of tune, his grades were so-so, and he made a decision to disobey his parents when he was in high school to be an art student, but fortunately, he never got into trouble since he was a child.

"Okay, I'll trust you, but how's your studies lately? How many points did you score in the language test? ”

"Mom, you don't have to do this, do you? As soon as I got home, I asked about the results, so I couldn't slow down first? ”

Jiang Xia was a little helpless, Xia Shanshan was a Chinese teacher in a primary school, and he was especially concerned about his Chinese grades since he was a child.

If one time is not enough, ten times, ten times is not enough, it will be a hundred times, until the score of the next test is satisfactory to Xia Shanshan.

Xia Shanshan glared: "Don't be wordy, say it quickly!"

“137。”

"It's okay, but the score is still a little low, and the essay should strive to achieve full marks or less deductions, and as for other mistakes, consciously copy it ten times."

"Yes, my mother."

Jiang Xia reluctantly agreed.

……

(Today's state is a little bad on a chapter, tomorrow morning at least the word)