The opening ceremony of this semester was held in the cinema of Songjiang City, President Hu Meiwen made a speech for 15 minutes, and then the cinema played two episodes of "Visiting Japan" for the students, so as to encourage the students to be diligent and motivated, study hard, and serve the motherland in the future.

Song No. 1 Middle School because of the brilliant achievements of the previous graduates, this class of transfer students, there are several repeat students, Yuanyuan their class came to three freshmen, I don't know why, there is one less Chinese book, Liu Shangyun teacher had to discuss with Fang Yuanyuan, the class leader, said: "The Chinese textbook will be there in a few days, you and Zhang Xiaoning will share it for a few days, and the new book will be sent to you when it arrives." ”

Looking at Mr. Liu's helpless eyes, Yuan Yuan nodded sensibly, how important is the study of the third year of high school, and I have to share a book with others, is it a step late for me to sign up? Still is......? Yuanyuan decided to take advantage of the long time to eat at noon, and she asked Zhang Xiaoning to ride a bicycle to take her to Uncle Fang Guangbing's house to find the books and study materials used by Da Mao and Xiao Mao. When she told Zhang Xiaoning about this idea, Zhang Xiaoning agreed.

The noon sun scorched the earth, there were no pedestrians on the road, and soon, Zhang Xiaoning carried Yuanyuan to Lao Minmin Road, Fang Guangbing's house, cousin Sanmao was having lunch, and when he saw Yuanyuan and them, he quickly stood up and asked, "Sister, have you eaten?" ”

"We ate at school, huh, what about them, auntie?" Yuan Yuan asked Sanmao, "You haven't started school yet?" ”

"My dad and they went to Jinsha City to buy fabrics, and we also started school, do you have something to do with my mother?"

"I've said several times that I'm looking for Sister Da Mao's study materials, as well as the Chinese language books of the third year of high school, this semester." Yuan Yuan said expectantly.

Sanmao listened, came back to his senses and said, "Oh, my mother has already given those materials to her nephew." Yuan Yuan listened, and she didn't feel a good feeling, she said: "Then you can help me find the Chinese textbook for the first semester of the third year of high school, see if there is any?" Sanmao ran into the house to find the senior high school language textbook, he looked for a while and said, "No, there are only a few old homework books left, you can come and read it yourself." ”

Yuan Yuan walked to the simple desk, looked through them one by one, there were really only a few homework books left, and a few history books, thinking that she was in her hands, she suddenly looked like a deflated ball, and returned to school with Zhang Xiaoning in a daze, and a classmate told her: "Hurry up and figure it out yourself, where is the language book sent to you?" That's all for the textbooks. After class, she decided to write a letter to Ye Yuming, asking him to help find a language book for the first semester of the third year of high school, and the old one is fine.

Within a few days, Yuanyuan received a package from Ye Yuming, she opened the package and saw that there was a new language book in it, as well as five good-looking notebooks, and the title page of the notebook was written with flowing handwriting: surging passion, undefeated in the college entrance examination, high morale, you are the strongest. Looking at this encouraging text, her depressed heart began to become active, and she was indescribably moved in her heart.

Yuan Yuan happily told Teacher Liu Shangyun: "Teacher Liu, I already have Chinese books, don't worry about it anymore." ”

Teacher Liu smiled apologetically and said, "Okay, come on!" ”

"yes, I know." Looking at the comfortable smile on Mr. Liu's face, Yuanyuan was also very happy.

The summer heat in the air gradually dissipated, a light rain, ushered in the clarity and coolness of autumn, the school decided to give the third year of high school students two days off, go home to get quilts and autumn and winter clothes.

I haven't seen my grandmother for a month and a half, this time Yuanyuan didn't go to No. 2 Middle School to find Yu Xiumei, so she took Zhang Xiaoning's car and hurried home, although she and Zhang Xiaoning only walked half the way, it was much easier.

When I entered the house, I saw that my grandmother had put on a black cotton jacket and dark blue pants, and was talking to Aunt Zhang Xinlan, looking at Zhang Xinlan's haggard face, as well as the pair of skinny purple hands on her legs, Yuanyuan called out distressedly: "Aunt Xinlan,......" She didn't know what to say, and her heart was sour.

"Yuanyuan, are you wearing such a thin dress, is it cold?" Zhang Xinlan raised her sallow face and asked Yuanyuan.

"It's okay, I'm in a hurry, I'm walking in a fever." Yuan Yuan said with a smile.

Grandma may have been chatting with Zhang Xinlan, so she said to Yuanyuan: "There is rice, if you are hungry, stir-fry and eat." ”

"I'm not hungry yet, wait a minute, I'll eat at dinner." After speaking, Yuanyuan went to the house to collect his autumn and winter clothes.

I only heard Zhang Xinlan say to her grandmother: "I've already thought about it, it's better to be alone and old than to be angry with him all day long, my mother blames our family for this is not good, that's not good, my life is hard, just suffer me alone, divorced, let him live his good life, I live my hard life." ”

"Xinlan, how many times have I advised you, one day husband and wife, one hundred days, the baby is sick, both of you have been sinned, husband and wife are birds of the same fate, when you encounter difficulties, carry them together, don't think about divorce." Grandma persuaded bitterly.

Zhang Xinlan suddenly cried: "Aunt, you don't know, when I first met him, I just thought he was loyal and honest, in fact, he is a wooden braincase, my baby is sick, how sad my heart is, not only does he not understand me, sometimes he adds fuel to the fire, unreasonable, sesame big things, is yelling, I live every day in fear......"

Grandma sighed and said, "I really can't see that he is such an ignorant person." ”

Zhang Xinlan wiped the tears on her face and said: "I am also a face-telling person, for this family, I have always endured it, my son said to me when he left, Mom, you divorce your father, I see that you always put up with him, you feel uncomfortable, how painful you are...... A fifteen-year-old boy knows the bitterness of my heart, and he ...... And he always punches and kicks me, I go out with a smiling face, afraid of other people's jokes, bad family luck, and sick children, am I willing to do this? Aunt, my stomach is full of bitterness, and I can only complain in front of you. ”

"Don't be upset, discuss things slowly, people's brains are pointed, you must look forward." Grandma kindly comforted Zhang Xinlan, who was full of tears.

After picking up the clothes to bring, Yuanyuan saw that it was not early, so she went to the kitchen to prepare dinner, so that her grandmother could talk more with Aunt Xinlan, she thought: How difficult it is for Aunt Xinlan, that Zhang Yuankuan is so tall and big, how to do not do good personnel? Someone once laughed at him, that year, Zhang Xinlan bought him a new watch, and others asked him: Zhang Yuankuan, what time is it? He said, "It's three o'clock in the morning. "It made people laugh and laugh. Is there really a lack of strings in the brain?