Chapter 53: Rice with Scallions

80 points?

When Shen Haifeng heard this number, he felt it was out of reach.

He was currently at 20 points, how could he get 80 points? That would be too difficult.

Fang Xiaoluo saw his hesitation and added more information, "You think you can't do it, right? Then I definitely can't do it either."

Shen Haifeng gritted his teeth and said, "I promise you, I'll write you a letter of guarantee when we get home."

Fang Xiaoluo: "You scored 20 points, can you write so many words in the letter of guarantee?"

Shen Haifeng: ...

"Then what can I do to make you believe me?"

Fang Xiaoluo said, "There's no need for a letter of guarantee, it depends on your performance. Anyway, your grades are my leverage. Besides, as a person, if you don't keep your word, what kind of person are you? If you don't keep your word, it means you are not a human being, and I can't do anything about it, I think I overestimate you. I'll learn from this and won't cooperate with you in the future."

Shen Haifeng: ...

On the way back, Shen Haifeng couldn't help asking, "Did our teacher Ding say anything to me?"

"Yes." Fang Xiaoluo said.

Shen Haifeng was worried. He didn't do very well in school and was always absent-minded. Teacher Ding must have complained to Fang Xiaoluo.

Fang Xiaoluo must have left a very bad impression of him now. He

was the kind of person who was not good at anything.

Fang Xiaoluo looked down, but Shen Haifeng was short and she couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Your teacher Ding said that as long as you are willing to work hard, you will have a lot of room for advancement." Fang Xiaoluo said, "Teacher Ding also said that you are a kind and good child. You are willing to help others in school and love to work."

Shen Haifeng raised his head, his face full of disbelief, "Really...really?"

"Do I have time to lie to you? Or do you say that you are easy to lie to?" Fang Xiaoluo snorted.

Shen Haifeng laughed all of a sudden, scratching his head, obviously very happy.

Fang Xiaoluo didn't want to mention the repeat to Shen Haifeng. She also told Teacher Ding before she came out not to mention it to Shen Haifeng for the time being, and to wait until the final exam to see what happens.

Although an eight-year-old child seems to know everything, the trauma he suffered in his childhood will probably take a lifetime to pay for.

He just got out of that dark place, only a month ago.

In this matter, it is more important to encourage him than to suppress him.

After a long time, Shen Haifeng said, "Thank you."

Fang Xiaoluo said, "Starting from tomorrow, get up at 5:30 every morning to see me, and come to my room to do your homework at night. After you finish it, I will tutor you. In addition to the homework assigned by the school every day, you must also complete the homework I assign to you."

The homework assigned by the school now is not as much as it was thirty or forty years later. In fact, there is very little homework and it can be completed quickly.

"Can you do it?"

Shen Haifeng nodded immediately, "Yes."

"And." Fang Xiaoluo continued, "If you don't complete the homework I assign, you will be beaten. If you get a question wrong, you will be slapped on the hand."

Shen Haifeng touched his palm, then clenched his fist, "Okay."

Zheng Lanhua saw Fang Xiaoluo and Shen Haifeng coming back together. The two seemed to get along well, which was quite surprising.

When Fang Xiaoluo left, she didn't say she was going to a parents' meeting, she just said she had something to go out for.

She noticed Zheng Lanhua's surprised look and explained casually, "I'll pick him up on my way back."

Zheng Lanhua nodded, then took off her apron, "Let's eat now that we're back."

Fang Xiaoluo was not at home, so Zheng Lanhua didn't cook, and went to the cafeteria to buy food.

Then she had just steamed rice in the pot, but she could never get the heat right, so it was a little burnt today.

Fortunately, she discovered it in time and put a big scallion in it to save the taste.

Fang Xiaoluo wondered what kind of rice Zheng Lanhua had cooked today, she seemed to smell a faint burnt smell.

Fang Xiaoluo changed her clothes, washed her hands, and sat down, and the three children also sat around the table.

Zheng Lanhua brought a bowl of rice and put it on the table. Fang Xiaoluo could smell that the rice must have been steamed by Zheng Lanhua because it had a burnt smell.

But compared to that kind of dark cuisine, it was already very good, which showed that she did not add meat, eggs, milk, vegetables and other substances to the rice.

It is estimated that with the availability of electric rice cookers in the future, Zheng Lanhua's skills in steaming rice will be improved.

Afterwards, Zheng Lanhua opened the lunch boxes on the table one by one.

Fang Xiaoluo looked at the dishes in front of him, stewed tofu, braised pork in brown sauce, shredded radish meatballs, and fried potato chips.

Although it is cheaper to get food in the cafeteria than to buy it in a normal hotel, it is still a huge expense for a thrifty person like Zheng Lanhua.

Seeing Fang Xiaoluo's surprised look, Zheng Lanhua said while serving rice, "I cleaned the house this afternoon, and found a few meal tickets that were about to expire in the seam of the box."

Fang Xiaoluo took the layer of rice that was not cooked on top and nodded seriously, "Yes, it will be wasted if it is not used. It is shameful to waste it."

The food in the cafeteria tasted average to Fang Xiaoluo, after all, they were all cooked in a big pot.

But compared with what Zheng Lanhua made, it was a world of difference.

Shen Haiping ate the food silently. Because he didn't like it that much, he was very silent and didn't say anything.

But for Shen Haifeng, it was like Chinese New Year to eat something from the cafeteria occasionally.

Of course, the most delicious thing in his heart was the half meat bun made by Fang Xiaoluo that day, and the fried knife-cut noodles.

Even though Shen Haifeng was in a hurry to eat, he still picked up a piece of braised pork before using chopsticks and quietly put it into Fang Xiaoluo's bowl.

Zheng Lanhua was even more surprised when she saw this scene.

Did something big happen this afternoon?

After dinner, Fang Xiaoluo called Shen Haifeng, "Haifeng, do you still have your textbooks from last semester?"

Shen Haifeng shook his head, "No."

His textbooks from last year were burned by his previous stepmother.

She often said that they were waste, that studying was useless, a waste of time, and a waste of money.

His textbooks were all used to provoke his stepmother.

Fang Xiaoluo did not ask why, after all, it was a period of time that she could not bear to look back on.

She was going to go out and see if she could borrow the math and Chinese textbooks for the first semester of the first grade to see what the teaching process was like now.

He had heard Shen Zheng say before that among his three brothers, Huo Jinlei's little daughter was now in the second grade, and she should be able to have first-grade textbooks.

She went out and walked directly to Huo Jinlei's house.

Passing by rows of bungalows, Fang Xiaoluo heard the sound of a car behind her. She turned around and saw that it was a small truck delivering goods.

Fang Xiaoluo moved aside, and after a while, the small truck actually stopped in front of her.

Then, a familiar and disgusting person jumped out of the car. It was none other than Zhou Yanwen.