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Chapter 985 987 [Poor life]

After school in the afternoon, Xiang Nan returned home.

His home is an old tube building, which was built in the late 70s and early 80s, and the unit was allocated welfare housing.

It has been standing for decades, but it is already dilapidated, and it is rotten everywhere.In particular, broken water pipes downstairs often lead to water flooding downstairs.

Chu Tiankuo's father and mother quarreled with the upstairs neighbors countless times over this, but the problem still could not be resolved.

After all, the maintenance of old buildings requires a lot of money.And so far, those who still live in this kind of old tube building are basically poor people with little money.

So even if the throat is broken, it's okay if you can't get the money.

After returning home, Xiang Nan took the time to do his homework.

For him, it really shouldn't be too simple, just like a college student doing homework for a primary school student.

In less than an hour, after finishing all the homework, Xiang Nan started cooking for his family.

Chu Tiankuo's parents were laid off at the end of the 90s. After they were laid off, they rented a stall in the vegetable market to sell fish. They left early and returned late, which was very hard work.

At 08:30, Mom and Dad came home.

Xiang Nan brought out the food, and the family began to eat.

During the meal, my father and mother were arguing about each other's mistakes while calculating today's income.

For example, my father forgot to tie two rubber bands when selling flower crabs; my mother forgot to add water when selling pippi shrimp; my father forgot to steal the fish when selling live fish...

Speech and discourse are full of deceit and deceit, and pennies and pennies.

Xiang Nan was left speechless.

Born in such a family, Chu Tiankuo has not yet collapsed, so he is considered strong.

……

After eating, Xiang Nan washed the pot and washed the dishes, then returned to his room, took out a pen and paper and wrote the first line - "Ghost Blowing the Lamp".

The reason why Chu Tiankuo had low self-esteem and did not dare to fall in love with Ling Xiangqian, in the final analysis, was because of his poor family background, which made him dare not take a wrong step.

As Chen Xiaozheng, who is also from a poor background, said, my life is a building that can only be built once, and I must make it extremely precise, and there must be no difference in a centimeter.

Therefore, when he held hands with Ling Xiangqian and was bumped into by Director Pan, he was eager to deny the relationship between the two, and even put all the blame on Ling Xiangqian.

When taking the self-enrollment examination, they were also worried about missing the chance of admission, and did not dare to give up the examination like Lin Yang, Jiang Chuan, and Yu Zhouzhou to look for Ling Xiangqian.

Therefore, if Xiang Nan wants to help Chu Tiankuo, the first thing is to improve his family's financial situation.

Writing novels is his forte, and "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" is a super IP, a money-absorbing weapon.

It was originally a novel serialized on the Tianya Forum in [-] by Tianxia Bashang.Now it's [-], and "Ghost Blowing Out the Lantern" hasn't come out yet, so it's the right time for Xiang Nan.

Xiang Nan wrote quickly, from nine o'clock to twelve o'clock.

Then wash up, do Baduanjin, and then go to bed to rest.

Sleep until seven o'clock, get up, and eat alone.

At this moment, my parents have already gone out to catch the fish. The most important thing in selling fish is the freshness of the catch, so at four o'clock in the morning, I have to go to the pier to load the goods, which is a very hard livelihood.

……

After eating, Xiang Nan changed his clothes, took the bus to school, and gave up a seat to the elderly on the way.

His handsome face along the way really attracted a lot of attention.

Back to school, into class.

"Tiankuo, have you heard that Ling Xiangqian also wants to forward the text." Weekend shouted to Xiang Nan.

Xiang Nan was taken aback, and nodded.

"You heard about it, when?" Weekend asked in surprise, he just found out.

"You told me just now." Xiang Nan said with a smile.

On the weekend, he clapped his hands and laughed, Xiang Nan's answer was wonderful.

Xiang Nan returned to his seat and sat down, then recited English words in a low voice.

In fact, for him, these words don't need to be memorized at all, they are all stored in his mind.

But Chu Tiankuo is the monitor of Class [-], the teacher's favorite, and his classmates' role model. He has always been strict with himself.It has become a habit to work hard and never let go of academic qualifications.

Xiang Nan just arrived, so it's not easy to break the rules rashly.

What's more, he actually misses the days when he didn't have to think about anything, and he only needed to work hard to get a sense of accomplishment.

In the future, out of the society, there will be many things that are worthless and exhausted.

During the period, the representatives of each subject collected homework, some students came to ask questions, and the student council checked the classroom hygiene... It was chaotic until eight o'clock, when the class bell rang, and the class officially started.

It is now the first ten days of July, seven days before the end of the term.

"Students who are interested in transferring texts, please hand in the sub-disciplines of arts and sciences as soon as possible." Teacher Zhang Feng reminded again, and then the class began.

……

After class, both Yu Zhouzhou and Ling Xiangqian handed in their subject forms.

Seeing that both of them transferred to liberal arts, the students couldn't help talking.

"Why did Ling Xiangqian transfer the text?"

"To escape the pressure, you see how hard she works and works so hard every day, we are all exhausted for her. If she transfers to the liberal arts class, she can pinch a few soft persimmons. Maybe she will get all the recommended spots. "

"Then why does Yu Zhouzhou want to transfer the text? Does she also want to go to the liberal arts class to squeeze the persimmons?"

"How can she go to the liberal arts class to squeeze the soft persimmons? She squeezed the hard persimmons in the science classes. I think she thinks that science is not challenging anymore, so she changed the track to play."

The big guys talked swearingly.

Ling Xiangqian was naturally upset when she heard this.

Her grades were not as good as Yu Zhouzhou's, but they were not as bad as she said.Why did she transfer to the liberal arts class, just to squeeze the persimmons, making her bully the good and fear the evil, like a villain, really hateful! !

……

"They all said that about me, so I didn't even want to go." At noon, in the library, Ling Xiangqian complained to Xiang Nan again.

"Don't be angry. I've heard a saying, don't punish yourself with other people's mistakes." Xiang Nan persuaded with a smile, "It's their fault that they arrange you behind your back.

But because of these irresponsible words, you want to give up the plan to repost, I think it is unnecessary.Transferring to liberal arts is good for you, don't give up so easily. "

"Well, you can always say such reasonable things." Ling Xiangqian nodded with a smile after listening.

In her heart, she had actually said the words to explain herself countless times.

What [no one speaks behind anyone's back, no one speaks behind anyone's back], [go your own way, let others talk about it], [listen to the cricket cricket, don't farm the land], but I still don't feel happy pimples.

But Xiang Nan solved her knot in just a few words.

[Don't punish yourself with other people's mistakes], what a philosophical statement.

"By the way, how do you plan to spend your summer vacation?" Ling Xiangqian asked again expectantly.

"Should be able to read at home." Xiang Nan thought for a while.

"So self-disciplined, the holidays are just for studying." Ling Xiangqian praised, "Then I can still call you, and ask you out to play occasionally?"

"Of course." Xiang Nan nodded with a smile.

When Ling Xiangqian heard this, she laughed happily.

(End of this chapter)