Back to youth, the child's mother became a female president

Jiang Wangshu dragged her exhausted body back to the room. She sat on the bed and looked at the clear sky outside the window. Her dark eyes were filled with brokenness. She said, "I shouldn't have given it that pancake."

She regretted it so much. If it weren't for her, Xiao Hei wouldn't have died, and wouldn't have died immediately.

Hua Tingjue was worried about her, so he asked Butler Yu to prepare some calming soup, which he then brought to Jiang Wangshu's room.

When he walked in, he heard her talking to herself with her head down, but it seemed like she was talking to him:

"Xiao Hei is very afraid of strangers. I have been feeding him for half a year and he never dared to approach me. But that day he took the initiative to run from the back street to the crowded and noisy school gate. I..."

She choked up a little.

"I really thought it was hungry, so I gave it the only sesame seed cake in the bag. I... I didn't expect that I would be the one who killed it."

"You know what? It came to me very carefully that day as if it wanted to say goodbye to me. It was so kind, but it suffered an unexpected disaster because of me."

I did not kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of me. Jiang Wangshu did not understand this ancient saying when he first read it, but now that he is in the situation, he understands it in his heart.

I feel guilty.

The regret lingers in my heart for a long time and is hard to forget.

"If it knew this would happen, it probably wouldn't have come to me, right?"

She doesn't like to show weakness in front of anyone, and hates useless and cowardly tears. To outsiders, she is strong, resolute, and indestructible. But this doesn't mean that she doesn't have negative emotions. The negative mood that she has suppressed to the extreme all day long completely exploded after Xiao Hei's death.

Seeing her so distraught and heartbroken, Hua Tingjue suddenly felt like something was stuck in his throat and his heart was blocked. He had never seen her like this before.

He took a bold step forward and approached her. His big, bony hands gently grasped her delicate shoulders, touched her head, and comforted her in a low and gentle voice: "Don't be sad. How could it blame you?"

"You are the best person it met in its last days. The fact that it came to say goodbye to you shows that it really loves you, and that's good for it."

"And I believe it sincerely wishes you well."

After she finished saying the last sentence, tears burst out and two lines of tears slowly slid down. Jiang Wangshu turned his face away stubbornly. Hua Tingjue also turned his head and pretended to look out the window, while opening the tissue and handing it to her.

They were both silent. She lowered her eyes, and the water at the corners of her eyes wet her eyelashes. He stood upright beside her, accompanying her in silence.

……

When the police arrived at the school early on Monday morning, the teachers and the principal were shocked and thought something big had happened in the school.

"Excuse me, officers, is there anything wrong?"

"We would like to ask if Hua Tingjue is a student of your school?"

Hua Tingjue? Zhang Zhengliang in the crowd swallowed his saliva. He took a step back and wanted to run away immediately. Based on his experience, it was estimated that nothing good would happen.

Lan Tian caught him and shouted, "Hua Tingjue is from our school, and in Teacher Zhang's class!"

Zhang Zhengliang, whose clothes were pulled, closed his eyes and pretended to be dead. Damn Lan Tian, ​​he really wanted to hit someone!

But he could only force out a bitter and helpless smile towards the police, "Haha, um... well, Hua Tingjue is indeed a student in my class. I wonder what the police officer wants to see them about."

Yan Congfei knew at once that he had misunderstood, and quickly explained: "We are here to thank them for helping us solve a big case."

Thanks? Solved the case?

Zhang Zhengliang and others were shocked. It seemed that these two words had nothing to do with Hua Tingjue and others.

Even Zhang Zhengliang began to doubt the truthfulness of his words, "Are you...are you sure? Could it be that they have the same name?"

Yan Congfei then took out his ID to identify himself. "My name is Yan Congfei, and this is my police ID. We are really here to thank a few classmates who acted bravely, reported the case in a timely manner, and helped us collect evidence. On behalf of the Linshan Police Department and the H City Police Department, I would like to express my heartfelt gratitude to them."

Now everyone believed it and they all stood there in a daze.

"We specially presented the flags of advanced individuals who have bravely done what is right to show our appreciation. We also hope that their actions will be seen by more people and they can be used as examples to learn from them!"

Zhang Zhengliang almost cried with joy and held Yan Congfei's hand tightly, "Okay, okay, thank you Officer Yan."

After the crowd dispersed, Zhang Zhengliang looked up to the sky and shouted: "Oh God, you finally opened your eyes, and good things finally came to me!"

Of course, he used to be jealous of others, but now everyone envies him. Not only does he have Jiang Wangshu, who is the best in the city, but he also has heroes who are brave enough to do good deeds.

……

Before the flag-raising ceremony began, Zhang Zhengliang looked at them standing there with a smile on his face. Jiang Wangshu kept his book in his hand and memorized words with his head down. Hua Tingjue bit the milk bag and frowned, getting goose bumps.

"Brother Liang, can you stop being so vulgar? I'm scared."

Wen Yanlin: "Yeah, Brother Liang, your big bald head is really not suitable for smiling like this, it's creepy~"

Creepy? Zhang Zhengliang was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, "You bunch of stinky boys, can't you stop insulting me? You almost ruined my good mood!"

"What good mood?"

"You'll find out later."

During the flag-raising ceremony, the leader was giving a speech while Hua Tingjue and the others were dozing off.

Suddenly, Principal Su came on stage and suddenly raised his voice. His voice was like a bell, and it spread to every corner of the campus through the microphone, "Students! Teachers!"

All the teachers and students in the school were sleepy and disappeared instantly.

My first reaction was: Is the principal crazy?

"I would like to commend several people here today."

I'm tired of hearing this. It's nothing more than praising those students who are both good in character and academic performance.

"They are Jiang Wangshu, Hua Tingjue, Song Yian, Wen Yanlin, and Zheng Tianlang. They are brave enough to do what is right when faced with difficulties. They are role models for everyone to learn from. Let us applaud their advanced behavior."

As soon as the voice fell, the whole school was stunned, and the students below were talking about it. Seeing this, Zhang Zhengliang took the lead in applauding, and the sparse applause rang out in the confusion.

After the flag-raising ceremony, their stories spread. Perhaps because adolescent students all have a dream of being a hero, many people began to admire them.

……

Not only that, their names appeared on the honor roll, and Wen Yanlin shouted in disbelief: "Brother Jue, we are really on the list!"

He took out his camera, handed it to Jiang Wangshu, and asked, "Sister Shu, please take a picture for us." He even changed his address. After all, if Jiang Wangshu wasn't there this time, they would have no chance to make any contribution.

In view of his good attitude, Jiang Wangshu took it and took a photo of the four of them. In the photo, the four brothers were standing in a row, with their arms around each other's shoulders, with high-spirited smiles on their faces. The bright red honor roll behind them became a background.

This was the first time that Hua Tingjue, Wen Yanlin, Zheng Tianlang, and Song Yian appeared on the honor roll. They had poor grades, often got into trouble and skipped classes, and were well-known school bullies. Any one of these reasons alone would not qualify them to be on the sacred honor roll.

But it came true today.

The standard for measuring a person is not just academic performance. Losing grades is not important. As long as you still have a passionate and innocent heart, you will never be a bad person.

The seeds do not bloom when they germinate and grow, probably because they are not flowering plants.

Oranges aren't the only fruit, and they aren't the only option.