Rebirth 96: Begin the life of a monster from kindergarten

Chapter 142 Little Jinmai, grow up quickly

When I came back, winter vacation was approaching.

Zhang and his party came back this time without notifying anyone except their family.

Li Hongyu looked at her son who had returned, carefully looking up and down, and kept saying, "I've lost weight again!"

On the table, there was sumptuous food specially prepared because he knew his son was coming back.

In addition to a few dishes that I stir-fry, there are also soy sauce beef, pork cheeks, fried fish nuggets, small spicy fish, etc. It looks like cooked food bought in the store.

After life got better, Zhang Guangzong and Li Hongyu still maintained their simple style.

Of course, the so-called simplicity is only relative to one's own huge wealth.

At least Zhang Guangzong’s days when a few peanuts could be paired with two taels of white wine are gone forever.

Whenever Li Hongyu and Zhang Guangzong go to the village store, Zhang Xiaohu's mother Huang Qiuju will be particularly happy and keep saying, "Buy some beef, the new arrival!" "Please ask for fish fillets, I'll keep them for you!".

Therefore, Zhang Guangzong has no shortage of food and drinks on weekdays.

When walking on the village road carrying pork cheeks, Zhang Guangzong would often be surrounded by a group of children who had not yet gone to school. He would happily tear up a large piece of meat and hand it to them, "Share it!"

Once she buys more than three kinds of cooked food at one time, Huang Qiuju will know for sure that either relatives are coming or her children are coming home.

While Zhang and his party were eating spicy fish, they chatted with their mother about various interesting things while filming.

Li Hongyu also deliberately stayed at home. It was impossible to return to the factory today.

The small factory located in Zhaojiacun Primary School is still the same size as before, but a few machines have been added to other classrooms that were originally vacant.

Different from the large factories built by Dream Weaver Culture in Yueshan City and the counties below, this small factory does not expect to make much money. It just allows the mother to pass the time and let the left-behind elderly and women in the village earn some money.

Early the next morning, Zhang and his party went to school.

He took his things and returned to the dormitory first. To his surprise, the dormitory door was open.

Zhang and his party walked in with doubts and saw Zhao Jinmai walking toward the door holding a quilt.

Seeing Zhang and his party standing in front of him, Zhao Jinmai blinked and seemed to have no reaction.

Zhang Yixing said happily: "Hey, you're stupid!"

After hearing what Zhang and his party were saying, Zhao Jinmai finally came to his senses and couldn't help shouting: "My deskmate, are you back?"

Zhang Yixing nodded, walked over and took the quilt from her arms, and asked, "Do you know I'm coming back?"

Zhao Jinmai snorted: "I don't know, you didn't tell me in advance!"

Seeing her unhappy look, Zhang Yi Xing couldn't help but smile and asked curiously: "Then why are you helping me dry the quilt today?"

Zhao Jinmai asked in confusion: "Huh? I dry my quilt every week!"

Zhang Yixing was stunned for a moment and asked: "Do I dry my quilt every week?"

Zhao Jinmai stuck out his tongue, "Anyway, I have to show off my quilt every week, so I'll come over and show off yours!"

Zhang and his party were silent for a while, not knowing what to say.

What's the convenience?

The distance between the girls' dormitory and the teachers' dormitory is not close, and there is a teaching building in between!

Not to mention coming every week!

"Thank you!" Zhang Yixin thanked him and went outside holding the quilt.

Zhao Jinmai waved his hand, and seeing that it was empty, he went back to the bed, rolled up the mattress and sheets, and carried him outside the dormitory. He couldn't help humming a song.

The dormitory is on the second floor, and there are railings at the door, just right for drying bedding.

Zhang and his party had already put the quilt on the railing. When they saw Zhao Jinmai holding another bundle out, they took it over, and together with Zhao Jinmai, they spread out the mattress and sheets and put them on the railing.

After drying, Zhao Jinmai frowned and looked at Zhang Yi Xing's quilt to dry, and smoothed the wrinkles of the quilt with a look of disgust on his face, "Your drying is too uneven!"

Zhang Yixin smiled and smoothed the quilt with her.

After finishing cleaning up, both of them suddenly didn't know what to say. Zhang Yixing looked at Zhao Jinmai's profile, and somehow, he couldn't help but said to her: "Xiao Jinmai, grow up quickly!"

Zhao Jinmai blinked his big eyes and looked at Zhang Yixing doubtfully. Suddenly he didn't know what he thought of, his face turned red and he hurried downstairs.

Zhang Yixin scratched her head, wondering why she was blushing.

After coming back to his senses, Zhang Yi Xing lay down on the quilt on the railing, resting his arms on his chin, and looked downstairs quietly.

After a while, a ponytail left the teacher's dormitory building and ran towards the classroom!

When the ponytail approached the corner, her figure slowed down, turned her head and glanced this way, and then disappeared from sight.

Zhang Yixing smiled.

I looked at that ponytail for many years in my previous life and admired it for many years, and now I have looked at it for many years and ignored it for many years.

It looks particularly good today!

Back in the dormitory, Zhang and his party packed the trolley suitcases they brought back.

In addition to clothes, there are also snacks and specialties bought from Sichuan Province.

In addition to sharing it with classmates and teachers, there are also several special portions prepared for Zhang Xiuxiu, Zhao Jinmai, Liu Bo and other closest people.

Put all the food into the schoolbag, think about it, and take it out again.

After struggling for a while, he opened the two copies for Liu Bo and Xu Guansheng, grabbed two large handfuls from them, and stuffed them into Zhao Jinmai's small bag.

It wasn't until the small bags were bulging with stuff that Zhang Yi Xing nodded with satisfaction and tied the three small bags again.

Putting their schoolbags on their backs, Zhang and his party locked the dormitory door and went to the classroom.

The closer we get to the teaching building, the more students we meet. When they see Zhang and his party coming back, they all say hello.

After entering the classroom, the whole class became even more excited.

"Zhang Yixing!"

"The group is back!"

Zhang Yixing laughed with his classmates for a while, and then quickly entered the morning reading mode. He didn't care, as long as it affected other people, it would be bad.

Physics and chemistry were taught in the third grade of junior high school. In addition to algebra, mathematics also included geometry. In addition, the high school entrance examination was waiting for me, so the study was quite arduous.

The head teacher, Ma Tao, is a physics teacher in his thirties, but he has no airs at all and often steals food from students.

The only unpleasant part is that he secretly checks students' desks during recess, and puts away any novels or other books he sees.

Ma Tao walked into the classroom and walked around. When he saw Zhang and his party, he couldn't help but said happily: "Hey, the big star is back!"

The sound of morning reading in the class suddenly stopped.

Zhang Yixing stood up, took out a bag of snacks from his schoolbag and handed it over.

Ma Tao happily took it and said, "You have to make up for your lessons. If you fail the high school entrance examination, it won't look good!"

Zhang Yixing hummed, then suddenly pointed to Zhao Jinmai, who was a row away from him, and said, "Teacher, I want to sit at the same table with Zhao Jinmai and ask her to help me with my lessons!"

The class suddenly burst into cheers.

Zhao Jinmai lowered his head, his face turned red.

Ma Tao was also stunned for a moment, forgetting to chew the snacks in his mouth.

Eaters are short-tongued!

(End of this chapter)