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But I was unhappy again, the sour feeling in my heart was very refreshing, but I still pretended to be very attentive and smiled back.
After the secret was finished, we first did our homework and then watched TV for a while.
Jiangnan Grass is very happy, but I feel very boring.
Finally, at noon, Jiang Nancao was picked up by her mother, and I breathed a sigh of relief.
In the afternoon, my parents still had to work overtime, so I found a very childish fairy tale book to read - "The Prince's Story", and I actually felt that those stories fascinated me even more than when my parents read them to me. Those princes are all alive, some are handsome, some are extraordinary, some are heroic and invincible
Comparing silently in my heart, I found that although Zhang Xingqiao is quite good-looking, he is still far behind these princes, so I feel relieved a lot.
Just as he was watching vigorously, he was startled when he heard the sound of the lock on the door turning.
Zhang Xingqiao flashed in the door and said excitedly: "Li Mingye, do you miss me?"
miss him? Really just thought about it. I hurriedly put away the book.
Mama Xingqiao took the key and walked in. She always has our house key. Of course, I also have his house key.
I don't know how the two families came to trust each other so much. If one party suddenly had evil thoughts, they might even know where the other party's pocket money is kept.
Xingqiao's mother noticed that I was actually reading a book about the prince, and said half-jokingly: "Mingye girl, watch the prince again! I loved reading it when I was young, and always pestered us to tell you, now you finally know the words too much."
Xingqiao's mother is very glad that she was not pestered by me to study.
I put away the book and didn't speak.
"Oh, silly boy, fairy tales are full of lies!" Mama Xingqiao expressed her feelings. It must be that Papa Xingqiao has been too busy to accompany her recently, and she became more and more resentful, "Look, my prince It's not been a long time since you've been with me!"
I stared at her face for a while, and found that she was not as beautiful as a princess in a fairy tale, nor as noble as a queen. It's really unreasonable to compare yourself to the other half of the prince without shame.
But now I am a lot more sensible, knowing that this kind of thing should not be pointed out in person, so I looked away, shook my head and laughed in my heart.
Damn it, Zhang Xingqiao took advantage of my distraction to pull the ponytail I just hung up again. I used to have short hair. It wasn't until the third grade that I begged my mother to grow my hair. I trimmed it and trimmed it. Now I just barely tied up a high ponytail.
Ever since I grew a ponytail, this guy has shown an unusual interest in my hair, pulling it when I am happy, and pulling it when I am unhappy, always sneaking up on me when I am distracted.
However, my hair is short, and it might fall apart if he pulls it like this. That's it this time.
I was so angry that I jumped up and chased him.
Xingqiao's mother didn't dislike us being noisy, she didn't care when she saw us like this, and looked at the air in a trance. Ever since her husband was promoted, she has always been like this. In my mother's words, it is full of food, like Lin Daiyu's sad spring and autumn.
Just now I said that fairy tales are all lies.
My mother is probably still jealous. She is jealous of people getting promoted and getting rich, and she is also jealous of their flourishing career. My mother and my father are now in a bottleneck period in their careers. They are busy with work every day and work overtime, but there is no hope. Except for a little more money, neither of them can see any hope in their work.
Every day when I come home and see me, other than "study hard" or "exceed Zhang Xingqiao"! Adults are always like this, they want their children to be better than their opponents, and they don't know where their self-confidence comes from.
Of course, putting aside the grievances, Xingqiao's mother and my mother are still good friends.
Xingqiao's mother always complained in front of my mother, "Oh, my father is busy today!"
"Be busy!" My mother replied sourly.
"I don't know what he is busy with every day!?" This is beyond words, "I can't talk to him every day now, and I almost stop communicating!"
"Just make money!" My mother was still sour.
Over time, Xingqiao's mother gave up her desire to talk to others, and became less and less talkative. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com