Siheyuan: Banggeng and I are classmates

When thinking of the Snot King, Li Muhua couldn't help but think of the piece of cloth in his pocket.

"You're not sitting next to me today, so I don't have to feel uncomfortable. I'd better wait until you make me sick before giving it to you!" Thinking of this, Li Muhua pulled his hand out of his pocket.

That's right, the piece of cloth he stole from Li Yujie's room in the morning was a handkerchief. Xu Yan sells all kinds of cloth products and fabrics in the mall, so there are often some leftover pieces of various patterns.

Li Yujie asked him to bring all these back, and then made them into various handkerchiefs. Not only were they kept in the drawer, but there were also many handkerchiefs in Li Yujie's cabinet.

There are so many that not only Li Yujie can use them herself, but there are probably enough left over for an entire compound. It must be because of the nature of Xu Yan's job that Li Yujie has such a peculiar collecting habit!

So yesterday, when I saw my deskmate, the snot king, wiping her nose with her hands from time to time, I felt disgusted every time I saw Li Muhua.

That's why I thought of stealing a handkerchief from home to avoid being disgusted again. I really don't know how my previous life could bear it.

Beiyanhe Street is not far from the Dongcheng District Cleaning Team Office. The group walked through two streets and turned around to find it.

Looking at the bustling and prosperous street lined with all kinds of shops, the group of people stopped for a moment, then scattered in all directions, each surrounding the various shops.

"Come back, all of you, come back!——"

"No running around..."

Xu Ming and Zhao Wuchang's scalps went numb when they saw this scene. The public security was not good at that time. There were beggars everywhere on the streets, and news of children being lost was heard from time to time.

Now these kids are all scattered, if we are unlucky and lose one——

I dare not think about it! They dare not think about it anymore.

So Zhao Wuchang hurriedly kept an eye on the small group that was still there, and Xu Ming chased after the scattered large group. What their teachers feared most was holding extracurricular activities on such a busy street.

The busy streets are full of new things and excitement, plus the playfulness and curiosity of primary school students. Isn't it true that every time the teachers who come here are overwhelmed by this collision?

If someone asks why they didn't arrange more teachers if they knew this would happen, it's actually because teachers' salaries and status are not high at that time, so the teaching staff is generally weak. There are also many students from other places and local students, so many schools even implement a half-school system.

Hongxing Primary School is relatively good, at least it is located in the city center, so the teaching staff is relatively strong, and it can barely meet daily teaching needs. But when it comes to extracurricular activities, it is impossible to assign more than two teachers to each class.

Class 3 has two teachers this time because it was assigned to a busy street. If it were any other class, there might only be one.

Li Muhua watched this scene which was like an eagle catching chickens. Xu Ming was chasing and catching them one by one in the front, and the students were fleeing in all directions. If any of them were stopped or caught, they would be sent to Zhao Wuchang for custody.

Isn't this game of Eagle Catches Chicken better than the rolling on the ground game that these boys play every day?

"This grandson even ran into the store!"

"Haha~~"

Li Muhua couldn't stop laughing at the scene in front of him. After glancing around, he sat down on the curb, holding a broom to his chin and laughing.

The hearty laughter quickly attracted Zhao Wuchang. Zhao Wuchang was very angry when he saw Li Muhua's look of watching the fun!

He didn't even run, he just sat there quietly, but why was he so annoying? He was even more annoying than those students who were running around.

Zhao Wuchang resisted the urge to kick Li Muhua away and stared at the students who were still standing there, fearing that they would follow his example and could not suppress their urge to play around.

Seeing Li Muhua sitting so comfortably, Liu Xu blinked a few times and also sat on the curb like Li Muhua. However, she did not hold the broom under her chin. She just stared at Xu Ming who was still catching the students, and laughed along with Li Muhua from time to time.

When Li Muhua's neck was sore from laughing, she couldn't help but twist her neck. When she turned around, she saw the familiar big white worm.

Hearing the silence around him, Liu Xu couldn't help but turn his head, and then subconsciously raised his hand.

"do not move!"

As soon as he saw Liu Xu raising his hand again, Li Muhua shouted hurriedly.

Liu Xu's chubby little hands froze immediately. Li Muhua quickly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and stuffed it into her hands.

"I gave you the handkerchief. If I see you wiping your nose with your hand again, don't blame me for calling you a snot bun."

After hearing this, Liu Xu quickly shook her head, then quickly wiped her nose with the handkerchief in her hand, and then handed it to Li Muhua, wanting to return it to him first.

Li Muhua felt a tingling sensation on her scalp as she looked at the handkerchief she had used to wipe her nose. She unconsciously moved her butt a few times, and only after she had maintained a safe enough distance from Liu Xu did she say:

"I'm giving it to you. Keep it for yourself."

"If you lose it, you can come back to me for it, but I beg you to stop wiping your nose with your hands, okay?"

When Liu Xu heard what Li Muhua said and looked at him hiding from her, she pouted her lips aggrievedly and nodded, then turned her head and pretended to continue looking at Xu Ming.

Only then did Li Muhua let out a long sigh of relief and continued to look at Xu Ming.

Speaking of his resistance to snot, it has to be said that in his previous life, he had a relative who had a child. Every time the child's nose was blocked by snot, the relative would kiss it and then suck it, and it would be as smooth as noodles and Dove...

When Li Muhua first saw this scene, he felt as if he had been sublimated, and his head was like the Big Bang of the universe. From then on, whenever he saw snot, that scene would come to his mind -

So long, so long that it will never go away in this lifetime...

The shadow of pain may last a lifetime, but happy moments are always short-lived.

The merchants on this street obviously encountered this situation frequently, so when they saw Xu Ming shouting outside the store to catch the students, their staff rushed out and helped Xu Ming chase and intercept the students everywhere on the street!

The whole street suddenly became more lively, with shouts everywhere.

In Li Muhua's opinion, this was almost the same as the football match in his previous life.

But it didn't take long before the shop assistants, who had the advantage in numbers, physical and mental strength, carried the students back to the team one by one like chicks.

Li Ming has already started counting the number of students.

Seeing that there was no more excitement to watch, Li Muhua patted his butt and stood up, waving a broom and walking back to the team.

"It seems like I will be a street sweeper today!" As Li Muhua spoke, his hands froze. In his previous life, he had read a lot of Mr. Jin's novels.

But I vaguely remember that martial arts novels and movies only became popular in the 1980s and 1990s.

I recalled in my mind all the comic books I had read, and it seemed that there was indeed no masterpiece of Mr. Jin in them.

"All articles in the world are plagiarized, so can I--" Li Muhua couldn't help getting excited when he thought of this. If he could copy out Mr. Jin's works in advance, then he would have his first pot of gold in life!

Li Muhua's brain was working rapidly for a moment, and he murmured: "Tianlong's values ​​may not be appropriate now, but The Legend of the Condor Heroes is OK!"

"The greatest heroes serve their country and their people! If I write this down, it will fascinate everyone--" As Li Muhua said this, his face froze. He vaguely recalled that Mr. Jin had passed away a year before he traveled through time.

He died at the age of 94. As a novel fan, he naturally paid some attention to the great shock in the novel world at that time.

"In the 1980s and 1990s, he was already in his 60s and 70s. It seems a little strange that he could still write such chivalrous novels at such an age and was so productive!"

Li Muhua frowned and muttered, and after a while he reacted and said in disbelief: "He didn't write it in Hong Kong first, and then sold the copyright after the mainland opened up!"

"If you calculate it that way, he would be in his 40s or 50s now. He might have written the book a long time ago. Why would I copy it?" Thinking of this, Li Muhua couldn't help but swear.

Taking someone else's already written book to a publishing house would not only make a fool of yourself, but you would also be arrested in this day and age. Ordinary people don't know the situation in Hong Kong now, let alone specific things like books!

This was a serious act of espionage and collusion. Before Li Muhua understood the specific circumstances, he naturally did not dare to gamble with the lives of his entire family of six.

I had to give up this immature idea!

After so many ups and downs, it is inevitable that the mood is a little low.