Siheyuan: I Actually Crossed Into A Stick

Chapter 130: He Yushui's Little Inferiority (Subscribe)

"Bang, are you awake? It's half past six!"

He Yushui pushed Jia Geng, who was still sleeping with his eyes closed.

I studied with sticks until 3 o'clock in the morning last night, and I am still a little sleepy, but I have to wake up.

If you sleep any longer, you will be late.

Jia Geng opened his eyes leisurely. In fact, he had been reviewing Russian in space just now.

This Russian is really hard to remember, I think I have a good memory.

However, as a few days passed, some vocabulary was confused again.

There is no way, but to use native methods, memorize by rote, and recite repeatedly.

Whoever let the old man master the advanced technology, the late-developing countries can only learn the boring Russian language, which is 20 times more difficult than learning English, which has no bright spots at all.

If you don't learn Russian as a language tool, you can't master Lao Maozi's advanced technology.

Seeing that my sister was already washing up, I said:

"Sister, you are awake."

He Yushui nodded and reminded: "Well! You are going to school today, so don't be late!"

"Well, I know."

Jia Geng got off the kang and began to dress and mark shoes.

"Bang, you have to hurry up, the first day of school, you can't be late!"

He Yushui urged her, and she suddenly became a little nervous.

Stick is going to school, and I probably belong to the same class as him, so we can call him a classmate in the future.

Because there are only three classes in the third year of Hongxing Middle School, divided into three subjects, one class each for literature and history, agricultural medicine, and science and engineering.

According to him, if he chooses science and engineering, he must be in the same class as himself.

There are some who don't know how to deal with this special relationship. They are both siblings and classmates, and he is still so young.

"Sister, what's the matter?"

Seeing He Yushui's strange expression, Jia Geng couldn't help asking.

"It's okay! I'm hungry, go over and eat first, hurry up."

After He Yushui washed his hair, he went out.

She was still a little uncertain just now, but now she doesn't know what to say.

"Well. I'll be there right away.

Jia Geng had no doubt about him, after getting dressed.

Then I went home and had breakfast.

Yesterday, my mother told me that I would have breakfast at home in the morning, and then put steamed buns and white flour steamed buns in the lunch box, go to the school cafeteria to warm up, and eat at noon and take He Yushui home for dinner in the evening.

After all, we all know that the food in the school cafeteria is not good.

Besides, I only have a two-hour break at noon, and it takes forty or fifty minutes to go back and forth to the house. It's unnecessary, and I'm still tired, so it's better to use it for studying.

"Big stem, eat it quickly."

Seeing her son coming, Qin Huairu greeted him immediately.

She got up at 5:30 in the morning, made steamed buns from the dough fermented overnight, and steamed them on a steaming board.

Adding the steamed stuffed buns left over from yesterday, and warming them up, it is enough for the two siblings to eat in the morning and at noon.

As for the unpalatable Wowotou, how could Qin Huairu give it to Jia Geng? Isn't this treating his precious son badly?

"Mom, you've worked hard!"

Jia Geng thanked him, took the leftover leek bun from yesterday, and took a bite.

"You child, you are still being polite. 11

Qin Huairu scolded with a smile, his son understood his hard work, and was very happy in his heart.

"Here, here is your schoolbag. There are steamed buns and steamed eggs in the lunch box."

"Mom, this schoolbag is so pretty!" Jia Geng's eyes lit up. This olive green schoolbag is a very popular style now.

Just like postal bags and military school bags, they are all loved by people of this generation and people of all ages.

So, Jia Geng stretched out his hand to touch it, and understood that it was Dacron fabric.

This really good fabric is really strong and durable, and my mother must be thinking in her heart that she can leave it to her two younger sisters when they go to school when they don't need it.

Immediately put the schoolbag around your neck.

"Mom, what's the matter, does my schoolbag look good on my back?"

"It's beautiful!" Qin Huairu nodded in satisfaction, she spent all night making this schoolbag last night.

Looking at his handsome son, he couldn't help but feel proud.

The son has added honor to the faces of the whole family.

At this moment, she thought about going to school, looked at Jia Geng and said, "Have you brought your household registration book? Do you want me to take you to school?"

"Mom, I brought the account book! Look."

As Jia Geng said, he took out the account book from his pocket, showed it to Qin Huairu, and then said, "Don't worry, leave this little matter to me. Your son is so smart, so why worry?"

"That's right, sister. Everyone has seen how smart you are! There's no need to worry." Qin Jingru came out of the kitchen and said something.

The steamed buns that Jia Geng and He Yushui ate were all steamed first.

Steamed buns are still being steamed in the kitchen.

"My dear grandson, you have to go to school, it must be very hard, eat more!"

At this time, Jia Zhang put the freshly steamed steamed buns into a bowl and handed them to Jia Geng.

"Grandma, that's enough! I ate all four."

Jia Geng shook his head, repeatedly declined, and was thinking about going to a small restaurant to eat some egg-filled pancakes.

...ask for flowers...

Seeing that grandma wanted to force it to herself, she quickly took He Yushui's hand and went out.

"I went to school."

 …

Jia Geng appeared in the courtyard pushing a bicycle.

The aunts and aunts who came back from buying vegetables asked one after another:

"Bang, have you gone to school?"

"Yo, this schoolbag is not bad!"

"Well, Qin Huai is very skilled.

"Go to school sooner, it's almost seven o'clock. Don't be late!"

"Hi, auntie!" Jia Geng greeted with a smile and exchanged a few words.

He also answered a few questions casually.

Then, out of the courtyard.

"Sister, get in the car!"

"Hey, sister, what's wrong with you? It doesn't feel right.

Jia Geng had a clever mind, seeing He Yushui frowning, his eyes were a little wandering, and he didn't know what to think.

..........0

When I was at home just now, I also looked like this.

He Yushui didn't hide anything, so he said it out, "I, I am, at school, we..."

Jia Geng interrupted before he finished speaking, "Sister, are you confused? I don't know how to introduce our relationship to others. We are siblings and not real siblings, but I am so young that I am so young that I am so confused with you." Is it a classmate?"

"Um."

He Yushui nodded, stick stems are smart, and he will understand what he means by himself.

"What's the matter!"

Jia Geng smiled, probably understood her thoughts, and explained euphemistically: "You can introduce them all. It doesn't matter which identity is true. You are my sister and I am your brother. We Help each other."

"Well, stick, what you said is right!"

He Yushui also understood at this time, the reason why he had this idea was that he was worried that he would appear too incompetent in front of the stick, and he felt a little inferior.

As an older sister, I am not even as good as my younger brother, and I still need my younger brother to teach me homework.

A little narrow-minded.

Then it occurred to me that there must be my teacher in a trip of three.

Choose the good ones and change from the bad ones.

Since the stick is so powerful, I should study hard from him, how can I be jealous of him.

Isn't last night a good example, I followed him to study until 3 o'clock in the morning.

I haven't even read the novels he wrote, I've been studying.

When I figured things out, my heart opened up.

A smile appeared on his face.

"Bang, let's go."

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