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112 Extra Story: The Hero Zhou Jia (3500 words to make up for these two days)

In Zhou's house in November, a row of ginkgo trees outside the window is a golden day.

In the same old community building as Lin Xiaoxian's house, the spacious courtyard is covered with a layer of ginkgo leaves, which are not only very beautiful, but also soft and fun.

Just on the weekend, there are old people hanging out in the courtyard and children strolling.

Three or two dolls who have just entered elementary school are very lively. They are not satisfied with kicking the thick pile of leaves, and they are not satisfied if they can't find any "communicative" friends around them.

Fortunately, a sharp-eyed man saw the "little partner" through the window on the first floor.

"Sister, sister..."

He trotted over, and when he approached, he saw the other party sitting at the desk by the window sill, actually doing homework.

what time is it now?

The kid didn't wear a watch, but when he was dragged out by his grandma in the morning, he was so cold that he sneezed.

Judging from this, it must be very early now.

Waking up so early to do homework on weekends, this sister must have been forced by her grandparents too, it's so pitiful!

The children have also had such an experience, so they immediately resonated.

With a strong sense of justice, he vowed to rescue his "companion", and leaned on the window sill and shouted louder:

"Sister, sister! Come out and play with us!"

Zhou Jia by the windowsill looked up at him, then turned back to continue reading the question.

The right hand brushed the hair, revealing the half-moon-like white auricle, which only seemed more peaceful and quiet than before.

Unmoved?

What a strange sister.

The kid really opened his big round eyes and looked left and right in the room. Could this sister's grandparents be eavesdropping inside?

That was a mistake.

The little boy regretted it too much, so he started to yell in a low voice:

"elder sister..."

"..."

"Sister... come out quickly, just say that a child is calling you."

This is an excellent reason. Every time he is looked for by other children, his grandparents will definitely let him go out to play.

"Sister...Sister..." He folded his hands into trumpets, "Don't be afraid... come out quickly..."

"..."

Two minutes later, Zhou Jia finally couldn't bear it anymore, and her face turned black.

Whose little brat is this!

She turned her head abruptly, this time her face was not as calm as the first time, her indifferent eyes were extraordinarily cold like crystals frozen in the polar regions, which made the child lying on the window shiver and almost sneezed again .

The elder sister didn't appreciate it, and the kid immediately resented and ran away wisely.

Chasing away the interruption from the little doll, Zhou Jia also stopped the rhythm of continuing to study, stretched her waist a little tiredly, and her soft and girlish curves showed a bit of laziness.

Woke up a little early today, didn't get enough sleep...

what to do?There are the last two application questions, do you still want to do it?

A shadow of a person appeared in my mind leisurely.

If her new deskmate is here, she will definitely take away her pen and urge her to play backgammon while talking about "combining work and rest" and "revolutionary capital"...

Thinking of the first time he was like this, Zhou Jia even quarreled with him with wide-eyed eyes.

"Lin Xiaoxian, why are you so violent! No classmate has ever snatched my pen and prevented me from studying!"

"That's because no classmate has ever cared about you!"

"Who said that Xiaoyan cares about me..."

"Then does she know that your hands tremble when you do the questions every day? If you accept it, you can practice immortality now, and you will die in the third year of high school!"

After Lin Xiaoxian finished speaking, he stood up aggressively:

"Zhou Jia! I order you now, stop writing and play chess with me!"

"..."

Although Zhou Jia was annoyed and helpless when she heard this sentence at the time, she couldn't help laughing every time she thought about it now.

What a strange Lin Xiaoxian, a strange order.

She smiled and fell on the bed, closed her eyelids slightly and soon fell asleep, enjoying a long-lost return to sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, it was nine in the morning.

The ginkgo trees outside the window were swaying slightly. Zhou Jia had been watching them for more than ten years, but today was the first time he discovered that the beautiful scenery can really relax people's minds.

No wonder the ancients liked to write landscape poems at every turn, "expressing their love for nature"...

dong dong dong-

"Sister, have breakfast."

"coming."

Zhou Jia walked out of the bedroom, causing Zhou Feng to feel uncomfortable.

"So fast today? Didn't study?"

"I learned it, and then went back to sleep for a while."

"Hey, that's really strange... Are you asleep?"

"Well, I slept soundly."

"All right..."

According to Zhou Feng's daily greetings in the past, he was too lazy to say a word or two to his sister.

It's just that during this period of time, my sister seems to be a little more energetic than before. In his words, at least she doesn't look like a robot.

"Where's Dad?"

"Working overtime. Recently, there are few orders. He needs to find more parties to cooperate with."

"Lack of orders? Didn't he say he had a big order last week?"

"He said that, but the list is from the government after all. It is said that it is a landmark building. Not only are many paint dealers robbing it, but they are all communicating at the boss level. Dad is an ordinary small manager. It doesn't matter if you can grab it or not. There is no light..."

Zhou Jia stopped talking after listening. She didn't understand these things, but my younger brother was more sensitive to this aspect.

It seems that precociousness also has certain advantages. Some things outside of the classroom can be learned earlier than their peers.

On the table was simple porridge with pickled vegetables. Zhou Jia took a few sips to fill his stomach.

After washing the dishes with her younger brother, Zhou Jia saw a red circle on the calendar with the words "Three Trees Paint" printed on the wall when they returned to the room.

"November 11, what does Phi mean?"

Today's day is circled with a red pen, and there is also a small note with one word.

Who circled it?

Zhou Jia doesn't know how to circle. Double Eleven may be a good day for other people to buy their hands, but for their family, it is to resist the temptation and try to avoid the "prodigal" day.

Who else but Zhou Feng.

"Zhou Feng."

"Ok?"

"Do you want to buy something on Double Eleven? What to buy? How much? Where did you get the money from?"

Zhou Feng couldn't bear the elder sister's continuous cannonball, so he waved his hands again and again:

"No, no, no, I won't buy it if I don't! The one on the calendar was written by Dad."

"He wrote it? What does it mean?"

"I guess it's Double Eleven to buy you a shawl."

Zhou Feng secretly said that my sister is really careless, and she doesn't usually have any hobbies, but she only likes this kind of thing, and she still hasn't reacted to such an obvious comment.

"shawl?"

"Right, a few days ago when Dad asked you where your shawl was, didn't you say it was scratched? So he..."

Zhou Jia was stunned.

It seems to be like this. Parents in the world are always easy to miss some little things about their children.

"But later... didn't I have another..."

Zhou Jia suddenly said hesitantly.

It was bought for her by the tablemate last week. It is very comfortable, beautiful, and finely crafted. It is also her favorite navy blue.

It's just that my father works a lot of overtime these days, and she and her younger brother go to and from school differently, and everyone's time is staggered from each other.

So not only has his father never seen it, even Zhou Feng is picking his head now:

"You already bought it? Didn't you see it?"

"I wash it every day when I come back, and the balcony is hanging to dry. Didn't you go to the balcony to get the broom when you were cleaning last night? Didn't you see it?"

"No..."

"I didn't see a large piece of it hanging out, so blind..."

A childlike thought suddenly rose in Zhou Jia's heart, maybe this shawl is persuasive to humanity, and only she can see it when Lin Xiaoxian gave it to her.

But Zhou Feng's complexion has already begun to change.

"It's a big piece...what the hell..."

Zhou Jia frowned:

"Zhou Feng, where did you learn the swear words?"

"No...sister..."

Zhou Feng obviously couldn't care less about this question, with a nervous and embarrassed expression on his face:

"It was dark last night, I didn't see the shawl, but I found a big...big rag on the balcony..."

big rag?

After staring at Zhou Feng's distorted expression for two seconds, Zhou Jia hurried to the balcony, her heart sinking for a moment.

The dark blue shawl that was hanging neatly on the clothes rail was gone.

Zhou Feng followed closely behind and immediately apologized:

"I'm sorry, sister, I was..."

"Where is my shawl? Where is it?"

Zhou Jia didn't want to hear the process, so she couldn't help but clenched her hands tightly.

"I saw that it didn't absorb water at all. After wiping it twice on the stove, it was thrown into the trash can..."

Zhou Jia ran to the kitchen and started digging through the trash can.

"Hey... no... I lost the garbage bag last night..."

The more Zhou Feng talked, the more ugly his expression became, like a bitter melon.

The only thing he was thankful for was that his sister seemed to be just turning pale, and she didn't mean to blame her.

In fact, Zhou Jia certainly wouldn't blame him.

Or it was because her younger brother lost something important to her, so she didn't have the time to take care of him, and her mind was full of that shawl.

"Where did you lose it?"

"That big trash can in the yard..."