Ninety-nine group pet, I raised a little native dog into a big wolf dog

Shitou said nothing and continued working on his winter vacation homework.

In the next few days, Shitou came to do homework almost every day. The winter vacation homework was almost completed and it was almost the first day of school.

We haven't seen each other for more than a month, but my classmates seem to have changed a lot throughout the school year.

Li Xueyang had gained weight and had a double chin, but he didn't realize it himself. He only realized the seriousness of the matter after being mentioned repeatedly by classmates and friends around him.

"Really that fat? My face is a bit round to begin with. When I get fat, it looks like a steamed bun!" Li Xueyang held his head and wailed.

Chang Wendong gave him another blow: "Do you think you are any better than a steamed bun now?"

"Well, I have to eat less in the future. You don't know how much delicious food my mother makes during the Chinese New Year. She wishes she could let me eat four meals a day, but I still do nothing," Li Xueyang complained endlessly.

Gaining weight and growing taller must be accounted for equally.

There are exceptions.

Xin Peng happened to see her when he was passing by, and rushed in like a big monkey to compete with her.

"Come on, sister Jiu, let's compare ourselves and see if you are older in the new year!" Xin Peng said with a playful grin.

Which pot is not open to mention which pot!

Compare to anything, don’t compare.

Hey, no comparison is enough.

Xin Peng carried her by her back collar like a kitten and carried her to the corridor. He held her down and drew a line on the wall. After that, Xin Peng stood in the same position and measured his own height. mark.

Xin Peng looked at the two Taoist disciples who were quite different from each other and said twice: "Sister Jiu, we don't rely on height to travel in the world, it's okay."

I really want to shut Xin Peng's mouth.

In fact, she is already taller than she was at the same age before she was reborn, but her development is delayed. She will definitely grow taller in a few years!

After comforting himself, he called Shitou over again, and he had to add trouble to Xin Peng.

If you want to say who is the tallest around you, it must be Stone.

Last semester Shitou was about the same height as Xin Peng, but that may not be the case now!

Sure enough, the stone was a little higher.

Xin Peng didn't believe it and insisted on taking off his shoes to compete again.

Isn't it wrong to take off your shoes in the cold weather? Shitou is not that stupid.

She was even happier than Shitou when Shitou won. She rang the school bell and returned to her class. She patted Shitou's arm and said with a smile, "Keep growing taller. Let's try to be half a head taller than Xin Peng after junior high school."

"it is good."

Shitou obeyed obediently.

Good boy Shitou has been very busy since the beginning of this semester.

Without Xin Peng causing trouble, he started to help sell things in the small shop in the class. Just after the New Year, many classmates had some New Year's money in their hands, and the snacks and stationery were sold particularly well.

When they returned to Aunt Li's house after school that day, they lay on the kang one by one doing homework and studying.

After finishing his homework, Shitou touched her arm gently and whispered in her ear: "I put something in your schoolbag, take a look before you go to bed."

Why is it so mysterious?

It turned out to be a pack of sanitary napkins!

She didn't know when he stuffed it into her schoolbag, and she didn't notice it at all.

When she went to school the next day, she deliberately pulled the stone and walked slowly, and asked him quietly: "Where did you buy it? I don't think the store in front of the school sells it."

"I bought it from a small store." Shitou replied in a low voice: "The boss said that it is not easy to display such things in public, so they are kept in the back room. Whoever buys them will get them."

what?

She always thought that the small store didn't sell anything, but it turned out that the boss didn't put it out.

However, why shouldn't this be shown openly? It's not illegal or prohibited.

She thought this thing would stay empty in her bag for two or three years, but she didn't expect that it would soon be put to use.

In the first physical education class after the start of school, Teacher Zuo and Director Zuo had too many things to do, so they moved the physical education classes of the three classes together. Everyone lined up to take roll call and then ran exercises. Zhang Songzhu had a stomachache and asked for leave but did not come.

After running and fucking, she just returned to the classroom and sat down. Li Xueyang came to find her.

"Xiaojiu, Zhang Songzhu is lying on the table crying. Wasn't she beaten by her biological father and stepmother again?"

You have to ask clearly.

She sat in Li Xueyang's seat and asked Zhang Songzhu what was going on. Zhang Songzhu looked at Li Xueyang and said nothing for a long time.

She sent Li Xueyang aside and asked Zhang Songzhu to talk to her alone if he had anything to do.

"I, I'm going to die." Zhang Songzhu said sadly: "I'm bleeding, a lot, my cotton pants are soaked, and it's all over the stool."

It’s time for your period!

When I asked again carefully, it turned out that I was on my period.

She patiently comforted Zhang Songzhu, and after Zhang Songzhu's mood stabilized, she borrowed Li Xueyang's cotton-padded jacket to put on her, and took her to the toilet to change into a sanitary napkin.

After coming back, she pushed the folded toilet paper to Zhang Songzhu and whispered: "If you don't have money to buy sanitary napkins, just buy toilet paper. Fold it like this and put it under it, and change it frequently. Don't be afraid, girls grow up. Most of the time, there’s nothing to be afraid of.”

Zhang Songzhu pursed his lips and started crying again, but this time he wasn't crying out of fear.

"Sister Jiu, if it weren't for you, I really don't know what I would do."

They are all fourteen or fifteen-year-old girls. Zhang Songzhu must be the only one who is on her period. Don't they usually communicate with each other?

Really don't communicate.

In everyone's perception, this is something that is embarrassing to talk about. Some mothers are too embarrassed to tell their daughters, let alone their classmates.

She looked at Zhang Songzhu gratefully and her heart was hit by something.

If there had been a female classmate like herself in the class back then who had gently and patiently taught her what to do, carefully protecting her shame and self-esteem, then she wouldn't have left a psychological shadow.

After thinking about it for a long time, she made a big decision.

If you can't heal yourself before rebirth, then help the people around you more and let the little girls around you avoid detours.

She asked Zhang Songzhu for help, and the two of them spent a day notifying all the first-grade girls to hold a meeting.

Girls Conference.

After school, all the girls gather together in class and talk about girls' topics behind closed doors.

Periods were just one of the topics. She asked the girls to express their confusions and let others answer them.

At first, everyone was embarrassed to speak, and some girls even thought it would be a waste of time and shouted to leave.

She asked Zhang Songzhu to stand up and talk about his own experience and feelings about menstruation, which resonated. This opened up the situation for the conference to proceed smoothly.

What surprised her was that there were people wearing long johns underneath the rayon pants, but there was nothing inside the long johns.

It’s not that you’re too poor to even afford a pair of underwear, or you just think it’s okay not to wear them, and no one will see you anyway.

There is such a lack of knowledge about health and hygiene, and there is still a lot to popularize.

The meeting lasted for half an hour, and it was dark. She could only hastily announce the end of the meeting.

The girl who started clamoring to leave asked her: "Sister Jiu, when is the next conference?"

next time?

Of course there will be a next time.

She smiled and replied: "If everyone has nothing to do, then we can open it again at this time next week. We will open it once a week, and then change the time when the weather is warm and the students in other villages no longer have accommodation."

The first conference was a bit chaotic due to lack of preparation, so she made a detailed plan before the second conference and listed the things to be talked about in the conference one by one. It was like that.

She feels particularly fulfilled when she can help others.

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