Rebirth: Those Years When I Was a Bad Student

The weather in the afternoon is quite hot and humid, which makes people feel a little sleepy. Whenever this happens, she takes out some medicated oil and applies some on her temples, and she instantly wakes up.

As usual, after school, I go home and jump rope downstairs for half an hour.

In order to be able to skip rope when the weather gets cold, she plans to save money to buy a mat and skip in the room. She can also do yoga to stretch her bones, which may help them grow faster.

After dinner, I tutored Zhang Qingfeng.

This made the parents very happy. Although they knew that their daughter’s academic performance might not be able to teach their son much, they were still very happy.

In order not to disturb them in their studies, Mom and Dad didn't even watch TV. They were doing some handicrafts in the living room and even chatted in low voices.

Zhang Guohua sighed: "It makes me happy to see them study so hard now. It gives them more energy to work."

Lin Cai'e replied, "Isn't it? Regardless of whether the grades are good or bad, as long as you have tried your best, you won't regret it." She lowered her head to look at the work in her hands and said, "However, I still believe in our children. Hard work will definitely be rewarded. Now we will save money, and when Mianmian goes to high school and Qingfeng goes to junior high school, we will try to move closer to the school."

Zhang Guohua picked up the lighter on the table, lit a cigarette and said, "I asked about a job yesterday. I will go there next week. It's not too hard on the construction site. The hours are longer, but I earn more."

Lin Cai'e works as a kitchen helper in a restaurant and does some manual work in her spare time. Zhang Guohua doesn't have any skills and can only do some manual labor.

Although life is hard, it is very warm.

They are never afraid of hardship or fatigue.

In the eyes of parents, as long as their children are healthy, that is the best. If their academic performance is also good, that is icing on the cake.

Here, Zhang Yumianye also made plans and content for his daily studies, requiring himself to finish today's work today and never procrastinate.

Saturday came in the blink of an eye. Zhang Yumian got up more than an hour earlier than usual. She hadn't done anything for her parents in the past few days since she came back, so she planned to make breakfast today.

After getting up, I went downstairs and ran to the nearby morning market. I could buy fresh and cheap vegetables and exercise at the same time. It was the best of both worlds. I simply washed up, put on a hat and went out.

Forty minutes later.

When she got home, the porridge she had cooked earlier was ready. She went to the kitchen to beat eggs and mix flour. She made an egg pancake for each person and added a cucumber salad.

Maybe the sound of smacking cucumbers was a little too loud. Zhang Guohua and Lin Cai'e were woken up. When they came out, they saw Zhang Yumian busy in the kitchen.

Lin Cai'e hurriedly walked in and found that her daughter had done everything in an orderly manner. She couldn't help but take a few more glances and was curious about when she learned to cook.

Looking at my daughter's skillful movements, it seemed as if she had done it countless times before, but she had clearly never cooked before.

Zhang Yumian saw her mother's confusion and took the initiative to explain: "I usually watch you cook, so I got up early today and wanted to try it. I didn't expect it to be quite successful, but I don't know how it tastes."

Zhang Guohua immediately replied: "Of course, my daughter's cooking must be delicious."

Zhang Yumian smiled and said, "Mom and Dad, go wash your faces quickly. I'll prepare the cucumber mix soon."

Zhang Guohua knocked on the door and shouted, "Zhang Qingfeng, hurry up and get up. Your sister has prepared dinner."

They kept praising how good the food was at the table. Zhang Yumian knew it should taste good, because she had lived alone for several years in her previous life. But it was not as exaggerated as they said. However, she also knew that even if it tasted bad, they would only say it was delicious.

Zhang Guohua also found that his daughter had become more talkative and more energetic in the past few days. She was no longer like before, as if she had withdrawn into a shell and refused to contact the outside world.

After dinner, he mentioned buying a bicycle. Zhang Yumian originally wanted to watch it after finishing her exams, but when she thought that her father might not be able to make it, she decided to go and watch it today.

It just so happened that Lin Cai'e was also having a day off today, so after breakfast, Zhang Yumian took a quick shower, and the family went out happily.

Today's goal was clear, I went straight to look at bicycles, and finally spent four hundred dollars to buy a gray bicycle.

Then Zhang Guohua went to help a friend move, Lin Cai'e went to do her handicraft work, and Zhang Qingfeng originally wanted to go out and play.

As the exam was coming up, he was eventually dragged back home by Zhang Yumian.

On the way back, she went to a daily chemical store. She originally wanted to buy facial cleanser, but she didn't have enough money, so she ended up buying a soap.

In her previous life, she learned to ride a bicycle in high school. When she finished her evening study at 10 o'clock in the evening, there were no buses left.

I had no choice but to learn it in the end.

Now she can ride it by herself, but not with others. For safety reasons, she can only push it home.

Seeing that Zhang Qingfeng looked like an eggplant hit by frost, Zhang Yumian said helplessly: "Let's cook instant noodles for lunch today."

Only then did I see some expression on his face.

Although I know it is unhealthy, I comfort myself that it should be okay to eat it occasionally.

In order to prevent Zhang Qingfeng from being lazy, Zhang Yumian cleared the coffee table in the living room, took two small stools, and the two of them read together in the living room.

At first, Zhang Qingfeng didn't take it seriously, thinking that his sister was just a flash in the pan. Every weekend, as long as his parents went out to work, she would watch TV for the whole afternoon.

How could he know that the person sitting in front of him was not his sister who was thirteen years old as he thought, but his sister who was thirty years old in the future.

He looked up at the clock on the wall and told himself that his sister would go watch TV in an hour at most and he could go out and play then.

But an hour passed and his sister didn't move except going to the toilet and drinking water twice.

His eyes were fixed on the textbook and the pen in his hand kept moving.

She would look at him from time to time and remind him to ask questions if he had any questions. She also set study tasks for him. Only then did I know that my sister was serious.

In order to go out and play earlier, he had to start doing his homework seriously.

Because of my poor basics, I got stuck on three questions for one. I had no choice but to ask for help.

Zhang Yumian took a look at the example question without saying a word, picked up the draft paper next to him, and began to explain.

It was not until five o'clock that she went to make dinner and let Zhang Qingfeng go out to play for a while, and come back for dinner at six o'clock.

Looking at the vegetables I bought in the morning, I planned to stir-fry some meat and green peppers, some shredded potatoes, and some green vegetables in the evening, and then cook a tomato and tofu soup.

When she cooks, she usually boils the soup first, and then prepares the vegetables and various seasonings.

After everything is ready, I will wait for my parents to come home. There is no landline or mobile phone at home, and I don’t know when they will be back. Now I can only pack up and wait.

She turned off the fire, went downstairs to find Zhang Qingfeng, and jumped rope for a while downstairs.

About half an hour later, Dad came back. She asked him to call Mom to come home for dinner, and then she went into the kitchen to cook.

Zhang Guohua really didn't expect that his daughter could not only cook breakfast, but also cook such a sumptuous dinner. He just went into the kitchen and took a look.

After three dishes and a soup, I began to regret that I didn't understand my daughter at all and felt that I cared enough about her.