Love Letters

"Whose girl are you? How can you be so rude? You have no respect for your elders."

Chen Yuan looked at He Miao, whose face was covered with watermelon juice, and his young face was full of stubbornness.

She suddenly became furious.

"It's even more rude to just throw other people's things."

He Miao's cheeks were puffy and his speech was a little unclear.

"What's wrong with watermelons in the countryside? Aren't all the watermelons in supermarkets bought from the countryside?"

He Miao was neither humble nor arrogant. He was not afraid of Chen Yuan's insults, nor did he feel inferior because his family was poor.

Zhang Meili and He Dahai gave her a lot, and she didn't feel that she lived worse than other children.

"How dare you talk back?"

Chen Yuan glared at her, pointed at her nose and cursed: "You are uneducated! You are really uneducated! Where did this wild girl from the countryside come from?"

"Mother Chen Fangfang, don't be angry. He Miao didn't mean it."

Hu Datu saw people arguing at the end of the corridor and panicked, so he hurried over to break up the fight, "He Miao just doesn't want to waste food.

While persuading, he winked at He Miao.

He Miao didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so he just kept his mouth shut.

Chen Yuan was in the wrong, so it was not appropriate for him to say anything more in this regard.

"She is He Miao. I've seen her on the transcript."

She refused to give in and started to speak in a sarcastic tone, "No wonder you got the last place in the exam, you must have eaten too much dirty watermelon."

"Mom, could you please stop?"

Chen Fangfang came back from the bathroom and saw her mother scolding He Miao with a very bad attitude.

"What are you talking about? I'm your mother."

Chen Yuan was a little unhappy when she heard her daughter complain.

"I'm already exhausted from studying, can you give me some breathing space and freedom?"

Chen Fangfang frowned and looked at the person in front of her helplessly.

"Isn't what I've given you enough? I work hard to satisfy everything you want..."

"That's not what I want."

Chen Yuan was about to say something else when she was interrupted by Chen Fangfang, who rarely looked cold.

"I have my own interpersonal relationships and study habits. Don't always use your own set of rules to ask me to do the same."

"Okay, now that you've grown wings, I can't control you anymore. I'm also very busy and don't want to waste my time here."

Chen Yuan sighed, with an expression of disappointment.

Looking past Chen Fangfang at He Miao, she said in a cold tone, "I don't want to interfere with your school life, but you'd better have less contact with classmates like this, so as not to affect your grades."

Chen Yuan looked at He Miao with contempt, gave him a few words of advice, and then turned and left.

Looking at Chen Yuan's receding back, Chen Fangfang smiled bitterly.

"I'm sorry, He Miao, my mother..."

"It's okay. I understand. Every family has its own problems. My mom is the same."

He Miao said in a matter-of-fact tone.

“But watermelon…”

"The watermelon wasn't wasted. I ate it all."

She patted Chen Fangfang's shoulder and gave a comforting smile, "I'll bring you something sweeter next time."

"Thank you."

Chen Fangfang smiled gratefully.

When He Miao returned to the classroom, Xu Mobai and He Dahai were already chatting.

I don't know what the two are talking about, but the atmosphere is quite lively.

When did they become so familiar with each other?

Although He Dahai seems to get along well with others, he is essentially dull and not as strong and good at speaking as Zhang Meili.

Xu Mobai is as cold as ice and as rigid as iron, and he almost never takes the initiative to talk to others.

She was still very surprised that the two of them could chat with each other.

"Child, have a piece of watermelon. It's home-grown, sweet and crisp."

He Dahai picked the biggest and reddest piece of watermelon and handed it to Xu Mobai, "I hope you can get along well with my He Miao."

"Thank you uncle."

Xu Mobai took it with both hands, and said politely, "Soy milk tastes good too."

“Soy milk?”

He Dahai was stunned. Just as he was about to continue asking, He Miao interrupted and said, "Hey, Dad, Teacher Hu is looking for you."

He Miao hesitated and pushed He Dahai towards Hu Datu, "It's too late. Teacher Hu will be leaving soon."

"Yeah, I have to go quickly then."

He Dahai wiped his hands and walked away.

Watermelon is the best match for summer, especially without the garlic taste.

"Is it tasty?"

He Miao leaned over and asked him, his eyes shining.

Xu Mobai was a little frightened by her stare, and turned his head away silently, his voice cold and gentle, "Very sweet."

The corners of He Miao's mouth curled up unconsciously, and his voice ended with an upward sound when he spoke.

"You teach me well and I can eat as much watermelon as I want."

She spoke arrogantly, as if she had contracted a watermelon field for Xu Mobai.

Xu Mobai didn't say anything. The melon flesh he swallowed was very sweet. It was the sweetest melon he had ever eaten this summer.

After the meeting, there will be a parent-child sports meeting.

Parents and children form a group, one is responsible for holding the water cup and the other is responsible for pulling it.

Neither of Xu Mobai's parents came, and Du Yuze's cousin ran away halfway, so they formed a group of two.

"I asked my cousin to attend the parent-teacher conference, but he slipped away halfway through and didn't even make it through the class meeting."

Du Yuze complained while sending a message.

Although it was still morning, it was already quite hot.

He Dahai kept pulling at his suit jacket. He didn't want to take it off for the sake of face, but he was too hot to keep it on.

Originally, the parents were responsible for holding the water cups, and the children were responsible for pulling the carts.

He Dahai thought He Miao was too weak and slow, so he stuffed the cup into her hand and said, "Switch, you hold the cup and I'll pull it."

He Miao looked around and saw that they were just children sitting on the board, and their parents were pulling them along...

She felt a little embarrassed and said, "I'd better change it back. I'm afraid the teacher will criticize me for being unfilial later."

"Don't worry about it for now. Let's talk about it after we win the game."

He Dahai has already got into position, ready to rush out at any time.

As the whistle sounded, He Dahai jumped out.

He Miao didn't have time to react and was almost left where he was, with most of the water in his arms spilling out.

"Slow down!"

He Dahai worked very hard and He Miao was led by him throughout the whole process.

He Miao held the water cup, feeling confused in the wind and water: Is it imperative to be the first?