Chapter 63: Passing the Note

Yu Feiwan trotted to the place agreed with Yu Ping.

From a distance, you can see Yu Ping, who is wearing a round dress, boredomly kicking the stones on the ground, and jumping forward twice from time to time.

Piglets?

Or a bunny?

Anyway, it's cute.

Yu Feiwan slowed down, tiptoed, and patted Yu Ping's shoulder.

Yu Ping turned her head suddenly, followed by a wail.

Yu Feiwan: !? (・_・;?

"I haven't seen you for a day, and I can't help but shoot?" Yu Feiwan quipped.

Yu Ping's little pig snorted twice like a cabbage, rubbed her neck with her hands, and muttered, "It's a pillow." ”

"It hurts."

"You said you wouldn't come back last night, you really won't come back!"

Yu Ping tilted her neck, her little face wrinkled, and complained dissatisfiedly.

Yu Feiwan exchanged a plaster for reducing swelling and relieving pain and soothing, uncovered it quickly, and pasted it on Yu Ping's neck.

"I really can't go back to that situation last night."

Yu Ping's eyes widened: "Waste!" ”

"It's not too late, we have to save."

"You said, points are life, points are money, and pillows are not life-threatening."

"Money is not everything, but no money is everything."

"No matter how small a mosquito is, it's meat."

"Can you recycle it?"

Yu Ping didn't care about asking about last night's incident, and she was about to tear off the plaster while talking.

Yu Fei smiled late, he was a fan of money at a young age, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad.

"Stick it with peace of mind."

"Don't worry, the sisters have points."

Well, she bragged about it.

The cow flies in the sky, and she blows it.

However, the points are not as important as her own mother.

She doesn't care, she's a mother's treasure.

A plaster, sprinkle with water, it's a little meaning.

Yu Ping squinted her eyes and looked suspicious, "Get rich overnight?" ”

"Murder and arson?"

"Or are you robbing the rich and helping the poor?"

Once a month, the film film shown at the entrance of the village says so.

After all, a penny is hard to beat a hero.

Yu Feiwan rolled his eyes, pulled down Yu Ping's hand, sorted out the scarf by the way, and said mysteriously, "Feiye, Feiye." ”

"Heaven has the virtue of a good life, I save people from fire and water, and God gives me a gift."

Yu Ping scratched her head: "Does God also like to have children?" ”

"Also, there is power in numbers."

The corners of Yu Feiwan's mouth twitched, his head was full of black lines, and he didn't know how to feel.

What is the explanation for this?

"Really got points?" Yu Ping asked again uncertainly.

Yu Feiwan nodded solemnly, "I have already exchanged for a larger gold bracelet and handed it over to grandma for safekeeping." ”

"Take your time, next spring, I will definitely be able to scrape together the money for my father to go to the city for surgery."

"Ask the most experienced doctor and use the best medicine."

The tragedy of the previous life must be gone forever.

Yu Ping blinked, "That's good." ”

"But why the gold bracelet?"

This question is similar to what the old lady asked.

"Gold is worth a lot."

When you are young, you may be attracted by the flowers.

But when you reach a certain age, you will awaken the genes in your bones and like the golden gold.

Besides, the mall doesn't give her a direct exchange for coins.

"Let's go."

"If you don't leave, you'll be late."

Yu Feiwan urged.

It's another day of going to school with the bell ringing.

Yu Feiwan sat at the tattered table, panting.

Why is it all over again, her lung capacity is still so poor.

Yu Feiwan handed Lin Haihong's summary notes to Yu Ping, "My cousin entrusted me to give it to you." ”

"Look good."

"I can get the first place at the end of the term."

Yu Ping took the notebook, her eyes were shining, like a well reflecting the sun.

"First place?"

"Impossible."

Yu Ping retorted without thinking.

"You're still there."

"Still, second place is good."

Second place, too, is excellent.

The teacher pushed the door in, and the noisy classroom fell silent.

However, there are still only a handful of people who listen carefully.

The times are limited, the age is limited, and education itself is also long-term and lagging behind.

Perhaps only at some point after the years will I regret my laziness and dislike of school.

"Bang."

A ball of paper smashed on the back of Yu Feiwan's head, and then fell to the ground again.

Yu Feiwan squinted, so extravagant?

In these years, many people don't have enough food and clothing, and the tuition fees of more than a dozen yuan for school have to be saved from between their teeth.

Yu Feiwan looked back and forth, left and right, and finally set his eyes on the little girl sitting in the penultimate row.

This little girl was born white and clean, and her clothes were clean and neat.

There are two small braids, the roots of the braids are wearing a pair of pink and tender gauze hair rings, and the ends of the hair are two small clips, which look like two blooming flowers from a distance.

Perhaps, from the perspective of decades from now, this hair circle is a bit difficult to explain.

But at this time, it is dominant.

In the gray crowd, it was dazzling.

Seeing Yu Feiwan picking up the paper ball, the little girl pointed to Yu Ping on Yu Feiwan's side, opened her mouth and gestured silently.

You don't have to guess, you know to Yu Ping.

Who hasn't passed a note when they went to school?

No student life is complete without passing a note.

This kind of thing depends on understanding and putting an end to self-inflicted feelings.

Yu Feiwan looked at Yu Ping, who was frowning and struggling with the teacher's new calculation problem, and pinched the note in his hand.

You don't see, someone once picked up a pen and took a nap, and he was a stranger to Ah Shu.

"Bang."

Another ball of paper.

The head was still not accurate enough, and it smashed on the corner of Yu Feiwan's table again.

For a while, Yu Feiwan didn't know whether it was time to say whether it was time to say or not.

Yu Feiwan took a deep breath, and after seeing Yu Ping's brows finally stretched, he handed over the paper ball.

Yu Ping frowned lightly and opened the paper ball.

"Catch a big party after school?"

"There's a big market in town, let's go together, I'll buy you soda and melon seeds."

The second note only had three cold and menacing words: "To Yu Ping!" ”

Yu Feiwan: ......

Yu Ping covered the note with a notebook and whispered to ask Yu Feiwan's opinion, "Do you want to go?" ”

"Not far."

"It's less than an hour to walk through."

Yu Feiwan blinked, that's it?

So?

It took less than an hour to say it so lightly.

Sisters, it's winter.

Yu Feiwan shook his head, the old lady wants to take care of Lin Haihong, what about Yu Peng's conspicuous bag?

Is it possible to trouble Mrs. Guo again?

"When you go out, what about Peng Peng?"

Yu Ping lowered her head and pretended to think seriously, "Mom took him to the soy sauce workshop." ”

"Mom said, bring it once in a while, it's fine."

"Go, go, you can pick up Peng Peng by the way."

"Please, please."

Yu Feiwan: Please, please, can she still refuse?