"Coming to Bicheng for high school?"

"Yes, in terms of teachers and teaching quality, don't talk about the high school in Qixia Town, even if it is a high school in Lincheng in Gai County, I dare to guarantee that it will definitely not be as good as Bicheng, what do you think?"

"There's no need." Leng Qingzhu didn't want to think about it and said: "With your notes, I will work harder, and I will make up for everything." ”

The night college in those years was not in vain, but after so many years, some of the knowledge in the books has been forgotten, and if you want to go to university, you must go to high school.

"How can this be compared?" He now regretted taking out his notes, and didn't know if he would be able to come back.

"Of course, it can't be compared, but being close to home has the advantage of being close to home."

"What's the benefit of being close to home, riding a bicycle every day, walking more than ten miles, wind and rain, if you are in Bicheng, I can drive you to and from school every day."

Driving in winter, when the spring flowers are blooming, he rides a bicycle, he wears a white shirt, and his little daughter-in-law wears a school uniform, sitting in the back seat, holding his waist, that picture must be very beautiful.

Leng Qingzhu scoffed: "Hide the fox's tail." ”

Fu Yingshao: "......"

She put Fu Yingshao's textbooks and notes back into the previous box, put the original book on the box, picked up the dictionary on the shelf, and even put snacks and fruits on the box.

A thought suddenly crossed through his mind, and he reached out and touched the book on the bedside table: "I'll take a look at this one?" ”

Before the hand could touch it, the book was already in someone's arms.

Fu Yingshao's smile stiffened for a moment, and after a long while, he hurriedly explained: "I can't show you this book, it's not my book." ”

"Oh!" Leng Qingzhu picked up the box and left: "Then forget it, other people's books really can't be borrowed casually!" ”

Fu Yingshao, who is working hard to make a draft: "......"

It's not that she can't borrow books, it's just that she can't see the things in them.

opened the book and looked at the photos inside, a gentle smile appeared on the man's face, no matter how many times he saw it, and then saw the little girl with a missing front tooth, Fu Yingshao still couldn't help but want to laugh.

Leng Qingzhu stuffed the fruit snacks into the space one by one.

He threw the original book and dictionary in.

Lying on the bed, holding the safety buckle, and with a thought, the person has appeared in the space.

The clearing has been planted, the soil is moist, and the first seeds have germinated.

Next to the warehouse are the mushrooms she picked from the woods.

The little thing was eating the apple, and Leng Qingzhu walked over and brought the pastry to the little thing.

Wangcai raised his head, looked at her, stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked it, Leng Qingzhu only felt the softness on his fingertips, and then the pastry was put in his mouth by the small thing.

Touching the little guy's head, Leng Qingzhu sat next to him and read the book.

The sunshine, the grass, the river, are quiet, and there are no elders who come in again and again to check under various names.

It seems like there's no better place to read a book.

Time passed little by little, and when he heard a knock on the door, Leng Qingzhu hurriedly put down the book and flashed out of the space.

Although this human being is very stupid, the things sent in are delicious, the fruit snacks are gone, the prosperity is still unfinished, the keen sense of smell can smell a sweet smell, it looks at the things that have been left by the human, and does not hold back, and takes a bite in its mouth.