Double Life: My whole world is you

After entering the house, we set off firecrackers and lit up the lights. After tonight, the year will start all over again. Cheng Qiao pulled Cheng Zhu to check his homework, frowning slightly, "Brother, don't be so perfunctory next time."

"Hehe." Cheng Zhu touched his head lightly, "I've finished it."

"Write your homework carefully in the future. I hope that in this final exam, you will get no less than 90 points in English, and no less than 80 points in Chinese and math." Cheng Qiao said as she looked at his math homework. After checking it, she gave him three more questions that he typically made mistakes on and asked him to do them again.

Cheng Zhu pouted and didn't want to do it, but when he saw Cheng Qiao glaring at him, he picked up the pen and started to do it again. She leaned against the bed with the book and continued to read. After Cheng's mother packed up her things and went to bed, she took out 500 yuan from her pocket and handed it to her, "Qiao, this is your registration fee. We will be back late, so go and register yourself tomorrow."

"Okay, thanks, Mom." Cheng Qiao took the money calmly.

"You had more than 20 yuan last semester, and it should be about the same this semester." Cheng's mother said, "Your aunt gave you 10 yuan during the Chinese New Year, your uncle gave you 50 yuan, and your aunt gave you yuan. Together, they are enough for your living expenses for one month. You can ask your grandmother for your living expenses for next month."

"Do you know that my aunt gave me money?" Cheng Qiao asked with a smile.

Cheng's mother smiled and replied, "How can you hide it from me? It's just that your aunt wants to use an excuse to give you some money."

"Haha, that's right." Cheng Qiao put the money into the book and took out all her money from it. "I actually have more than 80, more than 50. Didn't you give me 140 yuan during the Chinese New Year? And when I was cutting horseshoes during those days, my aunt gave me . I have yuan in total."

"Add the remaining money from registration, you will have two hundred yuan in total, which is enough for two months' living expenses." Cheng's mother said.

Cheng Qiao took out a hundred yuan and handed it to Cheng's mother, "Mom, I'll leave you a hundred yuan. You just changed jobs and I don't know when you'll get paid. You and your brother also need money to live."

"Mom knows you're a good kid, so keep it for now." Cheng's mother said, "I might find something else to do in the next month or so, and I'll come back to see you when things are stable."

"Okay." Cheng Qiao collected the money and said, "Mom, don't work too hard."

"Don't worry, Mom is an adult, I know my limits." After saying this, Cheng's mother looked at Cheng Zhu who was doing homework at the side, "Zhu, your sister charged more than 100 yuan, how much money do you have?"

"Me?" Chengzhu dropped the pen in his hand and quickly took out all the money in his schoolbag. After counting, he said, "A total of 103.5 yuan."

"Brother, why did you give me more than ten yuan?" Cheng Qiao asked as he looked at his pile of one-and-a-half yuan bills.

"This is not the money I earned from my hard work," Cheng Zhu said. "Sometimes when I help my uncle buy cigarettes, he gives me the remaining one or two yuan. Sometimes when I help my cousin buy breakfast, he gives me the remaining fifty cents. Sometimes my older and younger cousins ​​ask me to do something, and they also give me one and a half yuan."

"Awesome." Cheng Qiao gave him a thumbs up.

"Zhu, look, you spent three or four hundred yuan on the registration this time, and you got more breakfast milk than your sister." Cheng's mother said, "We have rent, water and electricity bills, and living expenses..."

"Okay, Mom, I'll give you all the hundred dollars, and I'll keep three dollars and fifty cents." Cheng Zhu took out three one-dollar coins and one fifty-cent coin.

Cheng's mother didn't go to get the money, and continued, "Zhu, look, we need three dollars to take a bus to the city tomorrow. I plan to make you some shredded potatoes and tomato and egg soup for lunch tomorrow, which will cost another three dollars. When we come back in the evening, we will buy you some meat noodles for three dollars..."

Chengzhu quickly gestured to stop, and asked weakly, "Okay, Mom, can I keep fifty cents?"

Cheng's mother touched his head and said, "What a good boy."

Cheng Qiao looked at everything and smiled faintly. Cheng's mother was tolerant of her since she was a child, but strict with Cheng Zhu, especially in terms of money. In the last life, Cheng Qiao graduated and made money, but Cheng's mother did not allow Cheng Qiao to give money to Cheng Zhu. At that time, Cheng Zhu was in junior high school, and Cheng's mother said that the money she gave was enough for him to use, and there was no need to give him more. At that time, some classmates complained that their younger brothers liked to ask them for money or let them buy things, but Cheng Zhu never asked her to buy anything since he was a child, and even when he was in junior college, he could save money to buy things for her...

In the morning, Cheng Qiao was still asleep. Cheng's mother gently woke her up. Cheng Qiao opened her eyes hazily and asked, "Mom, what time is it?"

"It's already 5:15." Cheng's mother said, "I made some rice noodles. You should get up and eat before going to school."

Cheng Qiao had just finished eating rice noodles when Cheng Yun's voice came from the road. Cheng Qiao put on her schoolbag and said goodbye to Cheng Ma, who sent her to the tile kiln.

"Mom, you promised me last night," Cheng Qiao said, "If your company wants to pay social security, you must agree to pay. Definitely!"

"Okay." Cheng's mother looked at her reluctantly and said, "Take good care of yourself. I'll come back to see you when I'm free."

Cheng Qiao nodded and caught up with the group of people on the road. In addition to Cheng Dan and Cheng Yun, there were four girls and one boy. Cheng Qiao knew them but couldn't remember their names, except for the boy. The boy's name was Cheng Long. He was in the same grade as them, but he was held back in the third grade. Now he was in the first grade of junior high school. He was quite handsome and acted like a playboy. Why did she have such a deep impression of him? It might be because Cheng's mother kept mentioning him later, "The Long family's child is 8 years old this year (13 years old)..."

"Qiao, you didn't go to the lantern festival last night. It was so lively!" Cheng Yun said while holding Cheng Qiao's arm.

"Yes, I saw it." Cheng Qiao responded softly and then asked, "When did Lin go out?"

"She left on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year and said she would go back to work on the eighth day," Cheng Dan said. "It's scary to start working so early."

[The suffering of workers is more than just starting work early? ] Cheng Qiao shook her head helplessly, "Everyone, work hard!"

"If you and Yun work hard, there's hope. I'll just give up." Cheng Dan said, "I'm lucky enough to graduate from junior high school."

Cheng Qiao didn't say anything to encourage her, but patted her hand and said, "Come on."

Chengqiaowan and Waipowan are two different roads leading to school, but they finally meet at a crossroads two hundred meters away from the school. Chengqiaowan is one mile closer to school than Waipowan.

They set out at 5:40 and arrived at school at 6:10. This time was relatively early. The teacher had not arrived yet. Some students had already arrived and were strolling in the playground or corridor. However, just as she arrived at school, two boys who were reading books on the second floor corridor looked up at the school gate at the same time. When they saw the beautiful figure, they both smiled at the same time...

Cheng Qiao went upstairs and said goodbye to Cheng Yun and Cheng Dan. Seeing Zhang Yan Di crawling on the corridor, he walked over and patted him, "Hi, Yan Di, you're up so early."

He slowly turned around and smiled at her easily, "Morning! Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year." Cheng Qiao said playfully, "But it's too late for you to tell me! The New Year is already over."

[I really wanted to tell you earlier, but I just met you this year.] He also replied playfully, "Then I'll tell you earlier next year."

"You will see me earlier next year." Cheng Qiao said, "You will start school on the eighth day of the third year of next year."