80s: Little Sweet Wife

Time flies, a week has passed in a blink of an eye, this day is Saturday, only half a day of school, afternoon and Sunday can rest, after a week of classes, and finally can rest, Wu Mei let out a long sigh of relief. .

The class teacher, Ms. Wu, is about the same age as He Biyun. She is plump, short and chubby, and her skin is very white. She looks like a big white steamed bun that just came out of the pot. She is a language teacher and is very responsible for her work, although Wu Mei is not too fond of her. I fell asleep every day listening to Chinese class.

Teacher Wu is a typical talker based on grades. Even if a good student makes a small mistake, she is very good at talking. She often says: as long as you get 90% or more in the exam, it doesn't matter if you don't listen to the class. .

The implication is that even if a scum with poor grades listens to the class well, she doesn't pay much attention to it.

It's a pity that Wu Mei is the kind of scumbag who listens well to the class. Teacher Wu is particularly disliked, and she almost never looked at her directly.

"This week's composition is about scenery. It can be written in home parks and fields. It is about 800 words. It requires true feelings, concise sentences, and at least five idioms. Remember?" Mr. Wu shouted on the stage.

"remember!"

The classmates responded loudly and secretly complained. The Chinese homework required more than ten pages to copy the words, and the writing was also required. There was also the math and English homework. Alas, I didn’t have much time to play this weekend.

"Meimei, do you want to go to Phoenix Mountain tomorrow? I heard that Mei Shuhan and Yan Mingshun from No. 1 Middle School are going to Phoenix Mountain for an autumn tour!" Zhen Wanwan asked in a low voice.

Phoenix Mountains?

Wu Mei's expression changed slightly. Wasn't she buried in Phoenix Mountain in her previous life?

The best cemetery that Mei Shuhan bought for her.

Ten years later, Phoenix Mountain was developed into a cemetery. It is still just an ordinary hill. Most people in Tianjin go there for wild trips on weekends, and the school often organizes outings there.

"Who's going to our class?"

Wu Mei didn't like to go out, but when she heard that Mei Shuhan was going there, she was moved. The last time she owed Mei Shuhan five cents, she had been looking for a chance to pay him back these days, but she couldn't. When I saw others, I couldn't even find the basketball court that Mei Shuhan usually went to, so the five cents were never paid back.

If she can meet Mei Shuhan tomorrow, she will return the five cents to him. She doesn't want to be involved with this person at all.

Besides, Wu Mei also has her little Jiujiu. Since Yan Mingshun borrowed books that night, she has not been in close contact with him again. Friendship has to be long-term and long-term. In order to hold the future great man tightly, Wu Mei felt that she should be thicker-skinned and dangled in front of Yan Mingshun from time to time.

Zhen Wanwan was very happy to see Wu Mei let go. She is a fun lover, but she has no money and can't even buy bread when she goes out to play. If Wu Mei agrees to go with her, she can eat Wu Mei, and maybe she can meet that person...

"There are only seven or eight people in our class. We have Wang Li, Xu Man and Wu Chao. Let's go by bus and gather at the foot of Phoenix Mountain. Meimei, shall we take the bus together?"

Wu Mei glanced at Zhen Wanwan, who was looking forward to her. She didn't know what she was thinking. She said softly, "No, I'll go with my dad tomorrow. We'll just meet at Phoenix Mountain."

Zhen Wanwan was stunned for a while, then she remembered that Yan Mingshun's head teacher was Wu Mei's father!

She is both envious and jealous. Wu Mei's father is a teacher whom everyone respects, but her father is a gambler who everyone hates. How can God be so unfair!