Xiaohemiao's group pet diary

After a while, Zheng Anhe looked at the crooked curves on the paper, and laughed himself.Although he really doesn't have the talent for painting, he enjoys spending time quietly like this.

Just when Zheng Anhe was having fun by himself, the phone lit up and there was a message.

[Mr. Tang: What's wrong with your class recently? 】

The simple thread sent a message when Zheng Anhe's condition was getting better.

[Xiao Hemiao: Teacher Tang!Recently, I understand the homework. 】

Zheng Anhe was a little embarrassed when he first asked questions, but the teacher came to ask him from time to time, speaking patiently and kindly.Even if Mr. Tang's words became a bit serious later, he could always point out the confusion in his concise words.

Liangjian Town is not a well-developed commercial town. Although it is beautiful and peaceful, you can't have your cake and eat it too.All kinds of resources are also relatively poor, and the overall level of teaching staff is not enough. Few teachers in the school can answer his questions.

Naturally, the more communication with Teacher Tang, the more familiar he became. Zheng Anhe has long regarded him as a teacher he respects very much.

Since entering high school, Xiao Tao told him that Teacher Tang will retire this year and will go on a trip. Apart from occasional blessings and greetings, Zheng Anhe doesn't want to disturb the teacher's leisure life.

Zheng Anhe took pictures of his paintings and sent them over.

[Xiaohe Miao: The holidays are a bit boring, I'm drawing.Teacher, do you have a look? 】

I don’t know what kind of work is red, red, green and green. Jian Xu has seen Zheng Anhe’s quick thinking. At first sight of this painting, he unconsciously bent his mouth slightly, clicked save, and replied:

[Ms. Tang: I will have a chance to teach you in the future. 】

[Xiao Hemiao: Does the teacher also study painting? 】

[Mr. Tang: Not great, just a little basic. 】

[Ms. Tang: Look at the teacher's profile picture. 】

Teacher Tang's profile picture is a cartoon character, with a few simple lines outlining a small person, who is sitting on a small stool and doing homework seriously, with curly hair, very cute.

[Xiao Hemiao: It turns out that this head portrait was drawn by the teacher himself. 】

[Xiao Hemiao: Very cute, is the painting a child from the teacher's house? 】

Jian Xu paused, and was a little stunned for the first time.

Yeah?If he is considered his teacher, then he should also be considered his own child.

[Ms. Tang: Well, my child. 】

He taught Zheng Anhe for a year or two, and it was the first and only time he devoted himself to cultivating a student.

In Jian Xu's heart, the current Zheng Anhe is a young seedling that has not yet grown up. The immature stems and leaves contain high vitality and need to be irrigated carefully.When you get sunshine, rain and dew, and when the seedlings are luxuriant, it is the harvest season.

At first, Jian Xu had to help grandpa once by accident, but after a few times, he took advantage of the excuse to steal grandpa's work quietly.

There are not many geniuses in the world, but Jian Xu has seen many, which has something to do with the environment he lived in since he was a child.In that circle, even if the child is not a genius, his family will use foreign things to pile up from childhood. No matter how ignorant people are, they will have some grades in the end.

The more I see it, the more boring I feel.

Until one day, an immature voice asked him: Teacher, I read the fairy tale Cinderella today, and I have a question that I have thought about for a long time. Is it "Love is free." or "Love is not free."

At the age of 13, it's time to go to junior high school, but the cardamom youth is still a childlike innocence.Jian Xu thought so at the time.

In fact, the truth is that although Zheng Anhe read books since he was a child, many of them were old books at home, but there were very few children's books. Later, Zheng Anhe grew up in a better family, and the books he bought had nothing to do with childishness at all.

The uncle saw that he was always holding thick and heavy obscure books that even adults could not understand, so he bought him a complete set of fairy tales as if to make up for his childhood.

Let's talk about Jian Xu, and after getting in touch with him, I found that this "shore" can say a word about everything from astronomy to geography, with an innocence that has never been seen in the world, and a soul-stirring emotion that Jian Xu has never felt before. Beautiful and pure.People can't help but want to explore the curiosity in his eyes with him, and don't want to let go.

It wasn't until I asked my grandfather that the child's name was Zheng Anhe.

First Duan Yu, then Su Tao, and now Grandpa.

For the first time, Jian Xu felt that there might be a thread in fate, leading him and the child to meet each other three times.Since they have such a deep bond of fate...

If it seems that the moon is finally bright and clean, the ice and snow will be hot.

And when the old Mr. Tang Gu finally saw through Jian Xu's intentions, he blew his nose and stared at his grandson's cold face that even made an apology, and angrily said that he was not filial to his grandson and the old man robbed students.

But whether Mr. Tang is really angry or not, only the old man knows.One is a good seedling who is very aura in my eyes at first sight, and a cold-hearted grandson who is seldom attached to anything after the magistrate. Why has my grandson been so "arrogant and rude"? Didn't he and his grandmother always look forward to it? Can the grandson be "rude"?It's like a warm person.

Well, I have reached the age of retirement.

Ye Hao, Ye Hao.

Although Jian Xu is only three years older than Zheng Anhe, he has equally good genes. He was educated in Jian's family since he was a child and was raised as the heir of the family.

Since he has already walked the road once, it is nothing to help Zheng Anhe sweep the roadblocks in advance and lead him to the shortcut.

After all, such a gifted child.

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Liangjian Town is a good place, with green mountains and green waters, and people with small bridges.

Zheng Anhe was sitting on Yang Chao's boat, with a thick blanket under his buttocks, wearing a thick sweater to keep out the damp and cold water vapor, and his legs were slightly stretched out of the boat to swing.Occasionally, the toe of the shoe lightly crosses the clear water surface, causing ripples, and the water ripples spread out, colliding with the ripples of the passing boat.

Today, Yang Chao came to the house and took Zheng Anhe to go boating after obtaining the consent of Zheng's mother. Although Zheng Anhe didn't often take a boat, he had lived in the small town for so many years, and he had seen many kinds of scenery on the river passing through the town.

The boat passed through a bridge hole and docked at a small earth dam.

"An'an, go up and play!" Yang Chao stopped at the bow and shouted loudly.

Zheng Anhe looked towards the small dam, and slowly burst into a pleasant smile.

Liangchen and Jingjing took Zheng Anhe ashore from left to right, Zheng Anhe helped Liangchen's arm, jumped up on the small dam, "Why are you all here!"

"I'll just wait for you!" Several other students pulled Zheng Anhe forward and turned into the small forest next to the small earth dam. There were many chattering people,

I'm having a picnic there.

The classmates of the town's junior high school, some who continued to study in high school, and some who didn't study and went home to help run the small shop, took advantage of this holiday to get together again after half a year of graduation.

"Come on, come on!"

"Quick, quick, my baked snacks are going to be cold~"

So Zheng Anhe spent a happy day with his friends the day before returning to school.

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The holidays are over and back to school.

Zheng Anhe's cold symptoms have not healed yet, and he speaks with a nasal sound.The playboy who provoked the nerves and the nerd who only had eyes for learning finally figured out the situation, and they would come over to say hello from time to time, clutching their guilty hearts, and since then they have paid special attention to Zheng Anhe's body.

No wind, no waves, as a celebrity on the campus list, a wave of public opinion that "Zheng Anhe is a sick child" has been blowing up on the forum to keep pace with the times, and the fact that he did not participate in the military training was also brought out to prove it.

The discussion on the forum became more and more unreliable, but Zheng Anhe knew nothing about it.

During the big break this day, he was calculating a competition problem.

"Zheng Anhe! This is for you."

Zheng Anhe raised his head from the desk, and searched in his memory that the girl in front of him was his classmate, Xia Lan.

The pretty girl was a little domineering, but her reddish face showed a little discomfort, "Aren't you sick with a cold?"

Zheng Anhe was stunned for a moment, stood up and explained: "Student Xia Lan, I..."

Seeing that Zheng Anhe didn't intend to accept it, Xia Lan hurriedly interrupted before she finished listening: "I bought it for you, don't refuse!" After finishing speaking, she stuffed the medicine in Zheng Anhe's hand, turned around and ran out of the classroom , muttering something annoyed.

Zheng Anhe looked helplessly at the girl who had run out of the classroom, and looked at the medicine box in her hand.

Although he is very grateful to his classmates for their concern, he can't take the over-the-counter medicines bought in the pharmacy casually. He thought in his heart that he had to find a suitable opportunity to return them, and then explained to Xia Lan.

Song Zhiqiao lightly poked the sleeve of his deskmate with a pen, "An'an, Xia Lan came to talk to you?"

Zheng Anhe nodded.

"She is my junior high school classmate. She is a member of the school dance team. She is good-looking and has good grades. She has been praised by the boys in her class since junior high. Her temperament does not match her name at all. She is proud of her."

Although Zheng Anhe didn't know what the monitor said, but thinking of the situation just now, the girl's eyes showed kindness and embarrassment with slight concern, and she smiled gently: "He is a very cute classmate."

"That lovely girl wants to pursue you."

"...???" The squad leader said something surprising again.

"Really! It's written on the school's confession wall, Xia Lan said that he must take you down!" Song Zhiqiao said curiously, "An'an, Xia Lan will definitely continue to attack you in the future, Will you like her?"

Zheng Anhe shook his head again and again, with a natural and naive embarrassment and flustered with an unworldly student air.

"That's because you didn't meet the right person. I'm really curious what kind of person An An will be with in the future."

Zheng Anhe's ears were red and he couldn't laugh or cry, but he also knew that the young man knew Mu Shaoai, so he thought in his heart that if it was true, he had to explain it to classmate Xia Lan earlier.

Zheng Anhe took Uncle Yang Chao to help bring Su Tao's winter clothes for the evening study, and walked to the residence of the third year of high school alone according to the memory. Xiao Tao took him here once at the beginning of school.

This time I came here in my uncle's car. Although the family members said that Su Tao should take it by himself, Zheng Anhe decided to send it there after thinking about it. It was all at school, and he recalled it in his mind, um, he remembered road!

When I first left the teaching building of the first year of high school, there was still a crowd of people, and when the get out of class was over, they were crowded with each other.Yunshi No. [-] Middle School has a large area. The further you go to the third high school district, the fewer people there are, and the environment becomes quieter.

Jian Xu followed a certain small seedling and walked quickly all the way.After leaving the principal's office, he turned the corner and saw a familiar figure from the back, holding a bag on his chest, walking around.

Jian Xu knew in his heart that he probably came to find Su Tao, so he watched all the way without knowing it.

Zheng Anhe memorized the dormitory number, counted the floors, and stood in front of the door, unable to tell if there was anyone inside.

Before knocking on the door, I saw a person walking over from the corner of my eye, with a clear figure.

Zheng Anhe subconsciously turned his head and looked at each other.

……

Her lips have returned to their original color, not as pale as that day, and her cheeks are also glowing with a powder of vitality, not as bright red as that day.

It can be seen that Xiaohe Miao is recuperating well and is very well behaved.

The author has something to say:

"As if the moon is finally bright and clean, I will never give up the ice and snow for my love" -----Nalan Xingde

The English questions are from the Disney movie Cinderella.

Two more.

Hi, I watched a video on Bilibili today when touching fish mushrooms.After deep reflection, I found that there is a reason why no one reads my article.Looking through the rest of the archived manuscripts, not to mention the problems with the writing and writing style, there are not many conflicts and there is nothing eye-catching, cool, and substituting.The biggest turning point in the conflict is probably the story about Xiao Hemiao looking for her father later on...

But this is my original setting, which is to write such a novel.The original intention was to express warmth, but maybe the plot could not be written out.The content that feels redundant and lengthy is the details that I have imagined in my mind one by one (some plots are really useless, in deep reflection...

The first time I wrote an article, An An was also the first vague character I constructed in my mind.He is likable, where did he grow up, what is his family like, is he smart, is he good, who is his friend, etc.

If anyone sees something that they don't like, I hope you don't scold me... just complain about the author, it's all because of my poor writing.

Regardless of whether anyone reads it, I will insist on finishing this book.Retreat, write, write, write!Listen to sincere opinions and make progress while growing! (Why are you so fat? Suddenly, at night, the inspirational qaq hehehe codewords went