Double Life: My whole world is you

After saying goodbye to Wang Ran on October 10, Cheng Qiao returned home and started to practice questions. It was not until noon on October 2 that she finished all the homework assigned by the teacher. The homework now is no longer as few and simple as it was in the first year of high school. Lin Yiyi complained that the difficulty and amount of their homework are no different from those in No. 3 Middle School!

But fortunately, she had done everything she could do in her spare time, and she was one or two hours ahead of the teacher in all the courses. Just when she was full of confidence, she accidentally asked the great teacher Zhang Yandi in front of her, and he casually said, "The course is relatively simple, I have finished the preview."

She was petrified on the spot. This was the difference between an ordinary person who worked hard and a master. She spent all her time and energy studying, but she was still barely on par with her teacher. But he seemed to be able to achieve it easily.

But Zhang Yandi comforted her, "You still take so much time to do part-time work every day! You are already very good."

Cheng Qiaoyou was comforted, so she stayed at home on the afternoon of the 3rd and worked hard at her part-time job, and then studied until 4 o'clock in the evening. She didn't need to get up so early on the th, she could just get up at o'clock and arrive at :.

When they arrived, everyone was waiting at the school gate. Wang Yanmei handed them the red vests and said, "Now you are becoming more and more lazy and less active."

Cheng Qiao smiled and promised, "I'll correct it next time."

The agreed number of participants was 50, but in the end, or more people showed up than those who failed to sign up. Cheng Qiao discussed with the school and borrowed or more red vests from a nearby community, so there were more than a hundred people participating in this volunteer activity. One person walked about or meters to help those who needed help, and distributed mineral water and advertising fans made by their school to the hard-working grandparents who cleaned the house and the grandparents who sold vegetables.

This spectacular scene was posted on the forum again, so within half an hour, the forum accounts on Wang Yanmei's two mobile phones were flooded with messages, most of which were asking when the next student union event would be held, whether they could recruit more people, etc. Some students from other schools even asked if people from other schools could participate. It would be best if the next event was scheduled during their holidays.

When Wang Yanmei told Cheng Qiao about these requests, Cheng Qiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Why do we, the post-90s generation, love to work so much?"

“It’s more fun when there are more people!” Wang Yanmei’s deskmate Ye Weiwei gave the answer.

"But there are too many people and it's difficult for us to organize them!" Feng Yanran said.

Cheng Qiao also agreed, but Ye Weiwei said nonchalantly, "As long as our squad leader Meimei is here, it won't be a problem."

"I agree too." Huang Yiqian from Group 2 also came over. "Thinking back to last year's school celebration, there were so many people and Meimei was able to handle all the emergencies!"

"Don't flatter me, I'll be proud!" Although Wang Yanmei said this, her eyes were full of confidence...

Life was simple like this, and before I knew it, it was the end of the month. At noon that day, Cheng Qiao returned to the store, and Cheng's mother had already prepared lunch. While eating, Cheng's mother looked at Cheng Qiao a few times, opened her mouth but never said anything. It was only when they were almost done that Cheng Qiao belatedly asked, "Mom, what's the matter?"

Cheng Ma smiled, took one last look at Cheng Qiao and said, "Today, the lady from your Uncle Yi's (a person from Cheng Qiao Bay) family passed by our store, and we sat down and chatted for a while."

"Yeah." Cheng Qiao nodded, then put down her chopsticks and looked at Cheng's mother and asked, "Then what? What did she say?"

"That Cheng Long from your Bay! Do you still remember him? He was your classmate before, but he failed a grade. He is one grade below you. He should be in the first year of high school now." Cheng's mother said excitedly, "He is not only married, but his child is already half a year old."

After Cheng's mother finished speaking, she looked at her and then at Zhang Yandi. Cheng Qiao, who was eating well, suddenly choked. Zhang Yandi quickly got up and poured her a glass of water. After she drank it, she calmed down and asked, "Mom, I knew it a long time ago."

"Hey, why didn't you tell me?" Cheng's mother asked curiously.

[I don't want to tell you! You'll start nagging me again after you know this.] Cheng Qiao complained in her heart, but she just smiled and said nothing.

At this time, Cheng Zhu looked at Cheng Qiao and asked Cheng's mother, "Mom, Taki is in the same grade as my sister, and he is only 17 years old! He is so young and he has become a father?"

"Yes! But I heard that the girl is one year older than him." Cheng's mother said and glanced at Cheng Qiao, "Your sister still has high school and college to go to. If she goes to graduate school, when your sister has children, his children can go to junior high school."

Cheng Qiao was choked again, and silently complained in her heart. [My mom is really a god of prophecy! In her previous life, she got married at the age of 30. The children of Cheng Long's family are probably about to graduate from junior high school! ]

"Qiao, don't get excited, study hard. I don't want you to get married at such a young age!" Cheng's mother stroked her back and said, "What do you know at such a young age? It's irresponsible for you to have a baby when you are still a child."

"Okay, Mom will remember what you said." Cheng Qiao returned to Cheng's mother after she calmed down. But she didn't have to wait ten years, or even ten years, but seven or eight years to start nagging. Cheng Long's child is now 8 years old (14 years old).

Cheng's mother deliberately glanced at Zhang Yandi and said, "I'm different from other parents. I don't want you to get married so early."

After Cheng's mother finished speaking, she glanced at Cheng Zhu again and said, "Your brother is the same."

But Cheng Qiao looked at Cheng Zhu with sympathy and shook her head. But before Cheng Qiao could look away, Cheng Zhu saw it and said, "Sister, do you have anything to say to me?"

But Cheng Qiao looked at Xiaoyanzi who was eating at the side, and asked softly, "Xiaoyanzi, there is a cousin in your uncle's family who is the same grade as your brother Zhu, right?"

"Yes! My cousin Wenwen from my third uncle's family is in the same grade as Brother Zhu and Sister Zechun. She is one grade higher than us and is now in the second grade of junior high school." Xiaoyanzi introduced.

Cheng Qiao nodded. By the way, this cousin Wenwen from Uncle Xiaoyanzi's family will be Cheng Zhu's comparison object in the future! When Cheng Zhu is 25 and still has no boyfriend, Cheng's mother will start to sigh. Wenwen's child is already 9 years old!

Cheng Zhu saw Cheng Qiao's eyes were still on him, and after she sighed silently, he was a little puzzled, "What are you doing, sister?"

Cheng Qiao returned to normal, walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "It's okay, study hard and make progress every day."

"Okay, sister, I will study hard and strive to get good results in the midterm exam." Cheng Zhu shouted confidently.

Cheng's mother, however, did not forget to pour a bucket of cold water on him, "You should study hard, and don't fall from the fast class to the slow class, that would be really embarrassing."

Cheng Zhu said angrily, "Mom, you never believe me."

"I see Xiaoyanzi reading and doing homework every day, but you are either playing or having fun every day. How can I trust you?"

"I'm studying too!" Chengzhu complained dejectedly.

"You always study the night before school." Cheng's mother continued to complain.

"Okay, I'll go back to study now." He put down his bowl and chopsticks and ran out of the store. Cheng's mother chased him out with some worry, and when she saw him running towards home, she turned back and cleaned up the bowl and chopsticks with Cheng Qiao and her aunt. Cheng Qiao said softly, "Mom, my brother is a big boy now, you should say less."

"I'm telling the truth! He really loves to play! He played for two days last week and played until midnight on the weekend night." said Cheng's mother.

"I'll talk to him from now on! If he talks back at me, I can talk back at him. If you talk to him and he agrees, you'll be angry for a long time." Cheng Qiao said, "Anyway, he's afraid of me!"

"That's fine." Cheng's mother nodded. "You need to take good care of him, and make sure his grades, which have been raised with great difficulty, don't fall again."

When Chengzhu heard the door open after returning home, he quickly took out a book and pretended to read it. Chengqiao came in and saw through his acting skills at a glance. Chengqiao stood behind him and watched him silently for two minutes before asking, "Chengzhu, how many places do you plan to get in the midterm exam next month?"

"No plans." Chengzhu threw the book on the table angrily.

Cheng Qiao walked over silently and picked up the book on the table. It was a political textbook for the first grade of junior high school. Cheng Qiao flipped through it casually and found that the book was almost blank. She also roughly understood his learning situation in school. She paid close attention to him in the sixth grade, but after entering the experimental class, he became a little drifting, and now he started to be careless again.

Cheng Qiao resisted the urge to get angry. She picked up the political textbook he had thrown on the table and said calmly, "Cheng Zhu, bring over any books you don't want to read."