Chapter 232 Is your aunt Chen Qing?

Comrade Xiaoyu deliberately ranked last in the class in the labor class and failed to get the job. After his aunt changed her job, he continued to have sex in the labor class.

Today's task is to plant radishes.

The vegetable garden was allocated by the machinery factory to the primary school for its children. Each class was given a small plot of land. The vegetables planted last time have been harvested and sent to the cafeteria to be cooked into dishes.

At the beginning of the class, the teacher demonstrated how to gently turn the soil with a hoe.

Xiaoyu remembered it very clearly, so she worked hard.

Teacher Liu is the teacher of the labor class. She is in her thirties and her personality is sometimes gentle as water, and sometimes crazy and irritable. She knows that Xiaoyu was in poor health before and went to the hospital every few days. Although she looks fair and tender now and in good spirits, she is also afraid that Xiaoyu will get sick from exhaustion. "Xiaoyu, take a rest if you are tired."

"Hmmmm."

Xiaoyu responded perfunctorily.

The short legs are moving very fast.

Walking back and forth with a clatter.

He Yuxiang was very confused. Before going to school, Xiaoyu was a little eccentric, but it was normal. After going to school, she became very competitive, and it was probably that she was infected by her aunt.

He prepared a towel, and when his sister's forehead was covered with sweat, he resigned himself to wiping her sweat.

Xiaoyu's eyes flickered like beautiful black gems. She stared straight at the dwarf tiger who was working hard, and her big black and white eyes were burning with fighting spirit.

Picking up a small hoe, Xiaoyu worked very hard.

Maomao lazily squatted on the ground and played with mud. While playing, he sat down. He also secretly brought a kettle and watered the soil. After watering, he could build a house.

Wang Wenming came over secretly and said to him, "Maomao, Teacher Liu will scold you when he sees you building a house later."

"Wait until you see it."

It doesn't matter.

By putting the mud in the palm of his hand, squeezing it and releasing it, repeating this process over and over again, he can make many mud balls.

Mud balls have little to do with houses, but when people ask, Maomao always says with certainty, "It's a house."

Over time.

Everyone thinks it is a house.

"Maomao, you are stacking houses again and you are so dirty. It will be troublesome for your mother to wash your clothes. Hurry up and get up." Teacher Liu said angrily.

Maomao patted his butt and left fingerprints on it. Wang Wenming laughed out loud: "Maomao, your butt has two hands."

Maomao's eyes widened.

I forgot again that I can’t sit on the ground!

Under the watchful eyes of Teacher Liu, Maomao picked up the hoe and started to work. After working for a while, he sat down to play.

Teacher Liu: “…”

I really want to beat someone up!

"Maomao, if you don't work hard, you will be punished to stand in the class this afternoon."

"I know." Maomao moved to He Yuxiang's side sadly, "He Yuxiang."

He Yuxiang didn't even raise his eyelids: "What?"

"I don't want to work. Can you help me?" Maomao leaned close to him with her little face raised, and said pitifully, "I feel so tired from working."

"You are forbidden to help your classmates!" Teacher Liu came over with a fierce face to teach Maomao: "If you slack off again, I will really get angry!"

Maomao sighed.

It's over.

The teacher was completely angry.

He jumped to Xiaoyu again, his blue eyes widened, watching Xiaoyu doing so much work, and asked in disbelief: "Xiaoyu, why do you do so much?"

Xiaoyu doesn't like to talk during class unless she is answering questions, even in labor classes.

Maomao was a little depressed. Xiaoyu obviously didn't like attending classes, but she was able to concentrate very well.

What an amazing sister.

Following Xiaoyu, Maomao began to work until the sound of a clear gong was heard.

Maomao handed the small hoe to He Yuxiang and ran to the playground immediately.

He Yuxiang counted the number of hoes, and after confirming that they were correct, he and the teacher moved them to the warehouse and put them away.

Teacher Liu really likes He Yuxiang. He is like a little adult and can share the teacher's responsibilities. He has no parents and is very hardworking, which makes people feel very sympathetic.

He Yuxiang finished cleaning up, nodded to the teacher, and went to the playground. After finding Maomao, he dragged him to wash his pants.

Maomao cried, "People will say I peed my pants!"

"Who told you to sit in the mud!" He Yuxiang had a cold face and wanted to beat him up.

Maomao said aggrievedly: "I forgot."

Every time He Yuxiang got angry, he would remember it.

There are thousands of students in the school. Considering that many students come from poor families and have no water to drink when staying in school all day, the school specially applied for a row of faucets. However, after each get out of class, the faucets were all occupied by senior students. They drank from the faucets mouth to mouth, and if they saw someone they liked, they would let the other person have a sip.

He Yuxiang had no choice but to wait for class to start.

Mao Mao's cheeks puffed up with anger: "They are going too far!"

He Yuxiang agreed and even felt that they were too idle.

"Hey, you, that's you, are you Chen Qing's nephew?"

Zhao Jianbin was leaning against the wall, with half of his breasts sticking out of the pocket of his blue polyester jacket. There were a few pimples on his square chin, his single eyelids drooped, and his contemptuous gaze fell on He Yuxiang.

The name 'Chen Qing' attracted everyone's attention.

As everyone knows, Chen Qing is the most beautiful girl in the factory.

Rumor has it that she can beat the factory director, start a group fight, host martial arts competitions and National Day performances, and has also been allocated a house. In short, her affairs kept coming out one after another, and not only technical secondary school students, but even elementary school students knew her name.

When they heard that He Yuxiang was Chen Qing's nephew, they took a curious look at him and thought he was a good-looking kid, but they were not very interested because, after all, he was not the Chen Qing in the rumors.

Seeing that He Yuxiang didn't say anything, Zhao Jianbin frowned impatiently and raised his voice suddenly: "Ask you if it's you!"

Many children around shrank back.

Zhao Jianbin saw that they were afraid and enjoyed the feeling of being admired, but his eyes were still on He Yuxiang.

Looking down, it’s refreshing.

Maomao grabbed He Yuxiang's sleeve tightly in fear and whispered, "Let's go back to the class first."

He Yuxiang also wanted to, but he couldn't leave. He raised his eyes slightly and looked at Zhao Jianbin. His eyelashes were so thick that they were almost sharp, casting a small shadow under his eyes. His nose was high and straight, and his lips were thin, pursed into a cold line.

Zhao Jianbin looked at his handsome face and felt inexplicably unhappy. He kicked the child in front of him angrily and came to He Yuxiang to slap him.

Maomao quickly stood in front of He Yuxiang. It was all his fault for getting his pants dirty, otherwise He Yuxiang wouldn't have run into this bad guy.

"Get out of here, you bastard!"

Zhao Jianbin grabbed Maomao.

Maomao was horrified to find himself in mid-air, and cried out in fear: "Ah ...

His voice was so sharp, loud, and resounding that the teacher came out to see what was going on. When she saw Maomao being dragged by Zhao Jianbin, she quickly advised, "Zhao Jianbin, put the child down immediately."

Teachers do not have a high status nowadays, and Zhao Jianbin is the director of the transport team, so they really can't afford to offend him.

He Yuxiang keenly grasped the important words: "Is your father Zhao Guangrong, the one who was beaten by my aunt and had to get fifteen stitches?"